Analytic Eyes (Rase)

Downtown Karakura, a place packed with restaurants, parks, and shopping districts. It was a bright and colorful place, full of people and always busy during the day, yet when night came around the entire town seemed to die down, the occasion person taking a stroll through the night. Yet the town it's self always seemed to have a kick of life to it, be it from the living or spiritual. It had also become much more active throughout the day and night since they had been forced into the world of the living. He almost let a laugh out, he didn't know which was more beautiful, the night sky? or there home. He headed off to bed with his thoughts, playing out how his plans for the next day should go.

The young man walked down the left side of the street, he had called for his captain to meet him just to have a conversation. He had no actual reason to call his captain there; He just wanted to speak to him. The street was packed and he did his best to avoid colliding with anyone, seeming to pivot, twist his feet, and almost spin to just avoid everyone. By the time he reached the cafe he had wanted to make it too he had broken a slight sweat. Wearing the suit and coat weren't the best of ideas, yet it was what he appreciated most about himself.

Figuring he was early enough he set into the bathroom and washed off his face quickly before grabbing a table for two. A smile cracked his face when the server walked up and spoke, "Hello, my name is Rachael. I'll be your server today, What would you like to drink?" The voice allowed him to know it was a female already, he had been sitting with his right eye facing the isle and she had come up from his blind side but he looked up at her, his smile still painted across his face, "I'll take a coke.". As she turned and walked away he let the process run through his mind, she had shoulder length black hair, her eyes were a mix of green and blue, more turquoise than anything, and his clothing almost matched hers, just different gender based. The smile fading from his face he looked down at the menu and sighed, "I hate dealing with strangers..." He wondered how long it would take his captain.

He shook his head, his hair flying around his face before resting in a comfortable position. He grabbed a menu, looking back at his table noticing his captain he grabbed another menu. Fixing his coat he walked back to the table, he tried his best to sit down as quietly and anonymously as to not bug his captain. Slipping the menu just barely within his field of vision, yet he did not know if the manga was in the way or not. He took a second to observe what he was reading before ignoring it and reading through the menu with before letting a cough out as the waitress came back with their drinks. "Here are your drinks, are you guys ready to order?" He coughed again, surprised she hadn't noticed she forgot to give them menu's and that they now had menu's. "No, we aren't exactly ready, but can I ask you to go get two glasses of water, my throats starting to itch a bit too much." She nodded her head, "Right away sir." She turned and walked away again before he spoke up, "So Captain, How are you?" He began to look through the menu again with his one good eyes, after about five seconds he flicked his eye upward to see how his captain would respond.

His ears seemed to perk as his captain spoke, "I'm fine Ryokoshky, How about yourself?" Almost without missing a beat he figured out what in the menu he wanted before pushing it off to the side, grabbing a straw and beginning to open it whilst answering, "I'm also doing fine, if I don't say so myself." He plunged the straw into his cola before taking a sip. "It crossed my mind that you may be wondering why I asked for you to come here. It was more so just to have a friendly chat in person. Since we always seem to just communicate over electronic devices, in which you always seem to be multi-tasking." He took another sip before letting the words sink in a grin across his face, "I also thought we might be able to spar later, just for fun, nothing really competitive." He placed his drink back down before checking the menu again to remember exactly what it was he was going to order, a simple sandwich, Bacon, Lettuce, Tomatoes, Swiss cheese, all at a low cost.

He nodded listening to his captain before placing his hand over the memory stick and sliding it into his pocket as the waitress spoke to his captain. When he was asked what he would like he finally spoke up, seeming to have become really socially quiet in the short time she had gotten there again, "I'll take the BLT Sandwich. Not that hungry today." He handed her his menu with a fake smile painted across his face. He then turned to his captain as she walked away, "The problem with multitasking is the fact of the details that are ignored. Even the smallest of a detail missed in one of are analyses could cause us crucial time having to figure out what is wrong." He grabbed his glass of water and seemed to drink most of it quickly before placing it back down holding one of the cubes of ice between his teeth, and mutter, "Where would you like the sparring to take place? I've been trying my hardest lately to try and see if I can push Kyosuklien's abilities further. Cause I really do hope to achieve bankai one day and surpass you in a match for saving me those two times." He shifted in his seat slightly as he said this and finally took his jacket coat off, becoming to uncomfortable with it on, placing it on the seat next to him.

"Are you saying I make mistakes Lieutenant?" A smile painted his face as he listened to his captains as he responded, "It's always likely that you'll make a mistake when you multitask." He then let his captain continue talking, listening, and cutting himself off when his captain called the waiter over to ask her when there food would be ready. She quietly spoke yet just loud enough for both of them to hear, "It'll be done in about three minutes, are chefs are proud in their ability to produce food quickly for are customers." Then she straightened up and went back to what she had been doing. He looked over at his captain and continued his thought, "Fighting on the coast doesn't sound like a bad idea, no one would get injured, and nothing major should be within the barrier when the fight occurs." He shifted in his seat again.

When their food was brought to the table he wore a fake smile again, keeping his hair over his eye, "Thank you." He grabbed his sandwich and began to eat. Glancing over at his captain and trying to think of anything else to continue a conversation while they ate, "So what exactly is it you're working on right now?"

He let a chuckle escape his mouth when he heard about how his captain enjoyed his food. The chuckle becoming a full out smile when Akira began to talk about remodeling the schematics to the old barracks. "Well, first of all we need more places to be able to hold live subjects." He took a pen out of his jacket, and began drawing from memory what he thought the schematics looked like, "Originally we just had this basic space for subjects and experiments for everyone. It was more of a hazard to work on an experiment within are own quarters, but we had more space there. If we are able to get more space then we might be able to make the private quarters for members slightly larger, possibly make a room for everyone within there rooms to allow for experiments." He went to continue eating his food and drinking, pushing the napkin over to his captain and clicking the pen so that it was considered closed.

He let a cheesy smile escape, one that seemed out of character for him, "Well unlike you many of us work within the labs with the equipment given to us under my supervision from time to time whenever you're out." He let his smile die down a little but not completely vanish, "It's the fact that most of us continue working until we pass out, often messing up notes from lack of rest, but we normally know to fix those...and the one's we don't we still seem to be doing fine in fixing problems." He finished off his sandwich and taking a drink of his coke before glancing back over the table. "Would you be willing to share one of those steamed buns? Oh also, I've been playing with the idea of finally getting something to fill the hole in my head. What do you think?"

He took the last remaining steam bun, looking over at his captain as he made fun of his decision just slightly. He kept his mouth shut when the waitress came back over with there check and they both arose. "You really have a way with thinking of creepy things but imagine having those nanites crawling in and out of your head, through your blood stream and who knows even possibly acting like a nest of spiders within you. Crawling in and out of your mouth to see if your body is still in top shape all while you're sleeping." He almost laughed but his smiled was soon blocked by a steam bun filling his mouth as he began eating it. He was prepared to get his ass kicked in a sparring match and he would love to try his best to beat his captain, but he doubted he could.