Dayshift 42: Crossroaders Bar and Casino - Noon

[fuyunohanabi]

It was when she first got off the bus that Rangiku noticed something amiss. It took her a moment to realise what was wrong, she'd become so used to having him around that she'd never even thought... But not, he was... Gin was gone. It caught the breath in her throat in shock. She didn't even need to ask the nurse, reiatsu didn't lie, although she

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[noneedforsanity]

[Mind a Ken-chan?]

It took some wandering around, quite lost, but Kenpachi eventually found the bar. If he couldn't fight, at least he might be able to get something to drink. The coupons didn't mention anything about a free drink, but there was always a chance he could bully some of the townspeople into it. Unless they were in on it, too, which would just plain suck.

It wasn't difficult to spot Rangiku. There weren't many women out there with her assets, so he spotted her at the bar quite quickly, even through the smoke.

"Yo, Matsumoto Rangiku," Kenpachi grunted as he strode across the room towards her. The smoke and lighting clouded his vision just enough that he didn't notice the serious look on her face until he got up to the bar. "Yer lookin' a bit serious to be in a bar. What's up, the bartender not serving to us?"

[numberii]

((And a belated Nobody?))

It was a long shot, going to the bar when there was almost no chance that he could get booze out of it. But Xigbar had a secret weapon- his pokeball, still considered a toy and still firmly capable of smuggling contraband within its metal shell. He'd made his way here with no thought as to how to form a plan... but one came up as soon as he laid eyes on someone.

That someone being Rangiku, and a rather terrifying man who was with her. He went right up to the both of them, apparently breaking into a private conversation with no concern at all about the repercussions. "Yo, Rangiku, and your friend here, too."

Just like Kenpachi, he noticed that the hottest chick in the Institute Rangiku wasn't exactly bright and chipper, but he didn't say anything about it. Xigbar was of the 'do something about it' school of thought. Assuming that the terrifying beyond all reason man didn't put the brakes on that plan.

[fuyunohanabi]

Rangiku was a little surprised when Zaraki entered the bar, although she probably shouldn't have been. The Eleventh were known for their drinking almost as much as their fighting although not quite as much as she was. "Taicho," she said respectfully, inclining her head. It was odd to be around him without feeling like his reiatsu was trying to crack her skull open with a sledgehammer. She smiled wanly at his question and shrugged. "Something like that."

And Xigbar too hm? He got a more genuine smile, although it was still paler than her usual. "Xigbar. Good to see you agaian," she said. "We poor alcohol deprived souls."

[noneedforsanity]

Kenpachi's face turned sour as he took a seat near Rangiku. "Goddamn," he growled. "Who do I have to kill to get a drink? It's a good thing the nights are so much fun...at least if they're anything like last night."

He glanced at the other man who had approached Rangiku. Xigbar, eh? Didn't ring a bell. "Zaraki Kenpachi," he said as he sized up the man. The eyepatch and the scar were definite pluses - this was obviously a man who'd seen his fair share of fights and could most likely hold his own. He didn't need Schuldig to tell that.