Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. [Sol/Open?]

Finally she had time to run again. The last days had been rather demanding on her. Not only was she still in her learning phase and trying to figure out what it meant to be a Lieutenant and how to best tackle her administrative duties, but she was more or less running the show alone with a skeleton crew at the moment. The Captain, the Third Seat and the majority of their forces had left for earth because of some natural disaster that probably wasn’t very natural at all. And Hanako was stuck here, temporarily picking up the workload of the other seats with only a handful of people to help her. It was definitely a downside of this position and the worst thing about it was that she couldn’t even really blame Yoshitsune for it. Someone needed to stay back, and this time she had simply drawn the short straw. However, she would make sure that she was on board on the next mission and Laskt or someone else could stay back and push papers around.

When she finally left the compound of the 4th it felt like it had been years, although it had only been days. She was simply not used to going even one day without some form of training.

Hanako ran and ran, this way and that, without any goal, through the Seireitei. Usually she would have just started right from the doorstep of wherever her assignment of the day had been, like she was in Shihakusho and all. Since her “posting” for this day had been her office adjacent to her quarters she could quickly change into something more comfortable and sporty: A crop-top and hotpants. She didn’t even put on shoes and just ran barefoot, enjoyed the sweat building up on her skin and the air flowing over it and cooling her. She enjoyed the floor beneath her and the sky above her and all the structures on her sides moving and not standing still. Finally she could just switch off her brain and let her muscles work.

Thus it was a while until Hanako stopped for the first time, fell from a jog to a brisk walk and allowed herself a little rest-interval. She could have gone on running for days with all her built up energy…

With a look about her she tried to determine where she was. On a building where some symbols...the 7th. Interesting. She couldn’t recall ever coming through here.

She noticed some sounds and movement out of the corner of her eye. She turned around and saw a tattooed man training alone, practising some sort of kata. Hanako stood and watched him for a few moments. The view stirred some memories of another training area, another Shinigami but a similar situation.