Women's Bathroom

[Mitsu]

The women's bathroom is... well the women's bathroom. Although some overlook this as a vital place in the Seventh Division. Unlike most bathroom's seeing that the women ratio is very small, it's always sparkling clean.

[Mitsu]

Mitsu sighed as she sat on the bench inside the small yet seemingly large bathroom wall. She had become accustomed to staying here for long durations to herself and would often skulk away back here if she had a moments peace of nothing. That's right... nothing. Fingers covered in band-aids...

"Working double hard has double the consequences I guess..."

Mitsu lulled her head around. It had been a while since she had done something for herself. Rubbing her eyes the sound of the distant thuds of men's feet moved on, the subtle drops of water coming from some indistinguishable faucet remained

"Nameless-chan... you are so... cute. ♥"

Mitsu rubbed her cheek up against her sheathed zanpakuto, just as a girl would to a cute animal... doing this just as nothing but time continued to pass by.

"So... are you going to talk today?"

Mitsu said questionably, setting the zanpakutou down. The sound of a cricket.

"Aha. Aha-"

Mitsu seemed to twitch. Within an instance the bench was up in the air along with the zanpakutou.

"You- don't play games with me!"

The sheathed zanpakutou clacked onto the ground, as Mitsu stared at it for a few momentary seconds, before recoiling her arms above her head the drooping the upper half of her body.

"Okay be like that Nameless-chan. I didn't think you could hold a conversation either. Not when you only repeat after others."

She shuffled around the empty bathroom. Towards the flipped table reaching to re-stand it once again.