[Filtered to all Captains and Lieutenants--voice]
Okay, before this gets any further out of hand, lemme clear the air here. At 2am Saturday morning, I, Abarai Renji, captain of the Fifth Division, infiltrated Las Noches in an effort to exterminate the Octava Espada, Szayel Aporro Grantz. I feel that his actions have been cruel and unusual, and I wasn't prepared to just stand idly by as he was allowed to continue living and helping himself to specimens, be they human, Shinigami, or otherwise. After engaging his mutated monster in his lab, I was able to push both it and the Octava through a Garganta into a secluded area on earth, where Muguruma Kensei and Kurosaki Ichigo were waiting to finish him off.
It was obviously never my intention for either of them to get so badly injured--I had expected my job to be the more dangerous one, and would never have deliberately put my own comrades in a situation I felt they couldn't handle. However I take full responsibility for their injuries and am willing to accept any repercussions of my actions. This was not a sanctioned Gotei strike by any means, and if there are consequences to these actions I will shoulder them myself.
However, there shouldn't be. I was wearing reiatsu-concealing implements when I entered Hueco Mundo, and was not seen by any Arrancar that were left alive. Szayel Aporro Grantz was pushed through a Garganta before he was eliminated, and then his lab was destroyed, so the only traces of anything left at the scene would have been an indication that a Garganta was opened and the Octava went through it. There should be no indication that anyone but the Octava and his Fraccion were ever in the lab.
[*a short pause, and he clears his throat awkwardly, then shrugs, though you can't see it.*] Someone should have taken this bastard out a long time ago. Every victory for us is a blow against Aizen, even the ones we can't officially take credit for.
[added a few minutes later]
[Private to Hitsugaya]
You busy? I need to talk to you.
[Private to Nanao]
I nabbed a handful of reports and other important looking stuff from the Octava's lab before I razed it. Figured you might like to have a look at them. I'd rather they end up in your hands than Kurotsuchi's, anyway--never know what sorts of ideas he might get... Lemme know if you'd like them. Otherwise I'll just turn them over to the Captain-commander.
[aaaand then another few minutes later]
[Private to Kuukaku]
I'm sorry. I never meant for things to go this way. If you wanna come bash my head in, you know where to find me.