Evening, Karakura, Explosion Site

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The warehouse where Twelfth Division had their Secret Lab is now a smouldering pile of rubble -- well, a pile of rubble that had been smouldering and is still fairly hot in places. The police have left. The area is silent. Evening has drawn in like a shroud

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[fadethecat]

Tatsuki slows from a jog to a more cautious walk as she approaches the place, an eye out for anything...strange. Her definition of "strange" has been adjusted lately, but it seems the best way to describe all the things she ought to watch out for that might be appearing around here.

Reaching the fence, she walks through one of the torn gaps. And then pauses, seeing the people ahead. They don't look like police officers, which probably means she's right back to strange.

Which means they might have useful information about what's really going on. Perfect! And so she walks forward confidently to see what they're up to.

[incandescens]

The two spin to look at her with moderately catlike reflexes. They're both wearing swords and black kimono and hakama, much like the shinigami she met in Soul Society.

They both also seem moderately surprised that she can see them.

After a moment, the bearded man's frown relaxes a bit. "Are you, ah, the one called Arisawa Tatsuki?" he asks fairly politely.

[fadethecat]

Tatsuki nods, stopping where she is until she's sure they're not going to try anything. "Are you coworkers of Rukia?" she asks in return.

[incandescens]

Both of the shinigami nod. "Kuchiki's in our Division," the woman says. "She briefed us on some of the locals who might be able to see us. Ukitake-taichou sent us to examine the evidence and bring back anything useful we could find."

Both of them have clearly been digging through the rubble.