After-work Novelty [Reivan]

Oh, look. Paper. Shizuka was not one hundred percent sure about this, but she had never experienced a paper rain before. Neither in life, nor beyond. So when she felt a paper hit her head at apparent random, she stopped, grasped it, and looked it up. She had heard of messages in bottles, after all. But the small paper she had found here, white just as her own hair, did not exactly have much of a secret message on it. It was, for all means and purposes, part of a rather boring account about someone’s day. Still, that was a rather peculiar thing was it not? Who would ever write about their boring day and then throw the paper away? Shizuka shifted her gaze upwards, trying to discern just where this might have come from.

And yes, much to her surprise, she actually found something. There was someone sitting on the ledge, seemingly unconcerned by what was going on below, busy with some kind of notepad. That was easy. Too easy. Lifting her hand to her chin, the woman pondered about this for a bit, but then she got an idea. That person had either invited her, or not noticed her, both of that were fine just the same. The member of the 11th quickly sought a way to scale that building and found it, needed not much more than a little exertion, surely not enough to flare up to someone who was already distracted. She did not want her presence to be noticed right away, no, this was to be a surprise.

For that reason, she tried to be as quiet as possible when she got closer to what happened to be a young, female shinigami. No surprise with that pretty a handwriting, really. Either way, she would sneak up to the girl, if not noticed, and, once standing behind her, bend over a little.

“You should learn to use a trash can, honey.~”

That was all she said. But she wasn’t a jerk, she actually readied herself to grip that girl by the shoulder, just in case that scared her too much. Wouldn’t want her to fall down, after all.

She didn’t just jump up and fall. That was good, very good. Granted, part of that was because she had held her steady in advance, but still, it was a positive development. One less thing to worry about, although she would not have minded healing her as a sort of apology. It was not easy to be the first and only healer on the scene, after all. Shizuka put on a smile.

“Yes, I read. I read and saw you here, so I thought I’d pay you a visit. You must be quite bored if writing up stuff like this is the best thing that comes to mind after work.”

Even though that might sound a little grating, it was just her honest opinion. She wasn’t one to sugarcoat her words or hold restraint in meaningless situations. If someone did not like her for that, well, they would not like her anyway.

That did not mean she wasn’t nice, though. She’d let go of the girl and take a few steps back, to give her back a bit of privacy. If she acted at all as if she wanted to get up as well, Shizu would gladly offer her a hand or two to make that easier, but she did not force that upon her.

“But where are my manners. I am Kobayashi Shizuka, it’s a pleasure. Given that I don’t know you yet, I assume you aren’t a member of the eleventh as well?”

Now that was one hell of a meltdown. Shizuka watched on as the girl in front of her imploded, frantically looking after her discarded pieces of literature. Her gaze was kind of quizzical, considering that the words on those slips were not exactly embarrassing. If anything, they were boring. Why would anyone, who was not already bored and saw her up here ever bother with them?

She didn’t get it, but she did get how utterly embarrassed the other was. It was kind of fun to watch, but she knew that she couldn’t only be a prick here, especially not when she had ways to rectify this.

“You shouldn’t blow things up just because you don’t like them. That’s what one would expect my division to do, not yours. So be a little more composed, okay Katsuki-chan?”

A little reprimand was in order, wasn’t it? After all, while that girl did not look like she would actually go Shikai on some strips of paper, it was always the unassuming ones that got all random, when pushed into a corner. And this one really looked like a corner, a kind of odd corner, yes, but a corner nonetheless. And Shizuka was one who deemed claustrophobia to be the best cure for this particular illness.

Without much of a warning, she simply closed the gap between her and the frantic girl, only to embrace her, if not stopped otherwise. It was a friendly hug, of course, one that was obviously intended to calm her down, although part of Shizu wouldn’t really mind it actually making the girl even more frantic, too. She even set her voice to be all soothing and stuff, which wasn’t all that hard, for it usually had a certain softness and calmness to it anyway.

“Calm down now, my dear. It wasn’t too bad a read at all, at least nothing to be ashamed of.”