Snippet #1952948

The white haired young captain was drawn back into the real world by a rather annoyingly loud exclamation coming from directly behind her. It seemed that her hopes of moving further off so she could hear herself think over the revelry had been dashed, for she had been noticed on her way away from the table, specifically by another Captain who she knew enough through reputation to make up for her relative lack of personal interaction with him.

Captain Gaidosu was everything that Captain Nura was not. Unlike Rin, he was lazy, seeming to completely lack any sort of drive to do his job. He took things easy, letting his subordinates handle his issues whilst he relaxed. Him doing any sort of fighting was almost entirely unheard of, and on top of that, he was the antithesis of the dignity and order Captain Nura strove for as a commander in the Gotei 13. But the most bizarre streak of his character in comparison to her own orthodox personality was, without a doubt, his flirtatious attitude. Either he thought he was a gift to women everywhere, or he just didn't care. Nura was rather inclined to believe the latter, given that he seemed to be apathetic about everything else, so why not about what people thought of him as well?

It was fairly obvious he had been drinking, given the slur in his voice, although she had a feeling that was more intentional than not. The meaning behind his words was equally obvious, given his reputation. She sighed. It looked like she wouldn't be getting any peace and quiet for a bit longer. Composing herself, she turned her stoic amber gaze upon the lounging captain behind her, leisurely turning to face him with a calm, if ever-so-slightly forced smile.

"Is there something I can help you with, Captain Gaidosu?" Rin said as placidly as she could, not wanting to seem egotistical by jumping to conclusions, even if they were obvious ones. No, it would be much more prudent and dignified to deal with this in a calm, composed manner, as befitted a captain of the Gotei 13. Besides, if she shot him down right off the bat, he could still rope her into a conversation by joking about how that hadn't been what he meant at all, and that would be a pain to deal with. Although she would doubtless be forced to talk to him anyway, the least she could do was to maintain a level of politeness and formality that suited her rank. Acting rashly would help nothing.