The Vizard Knight strode across the courtyard of the Senkaimon, barely even noticing the chanting members of the Kido Corps as they prepared to open the dimensional gateway. Laskt’s hands fluttered near his coat pocket, double and triple checking that the Jigokuchō was in it’s proper place, and had not flown away in the few seconds since he had last verified it’s position.
Laskt Matiche was nervous, extremely so. Mere days after he had transferred to the Combat Division, he had been assigned an extremely important mission: to escort and guide the Quincy mediator into the Seretei for negotiations. On top of this already stressful duty, and the fact that he would be a Vizard meeting a member of a race sworn to kill Hollows, he knew the mediator personally.
It was hard to forget Sylvia Brauer, especially after the woman had shot an arrow at his head.
The Vizard took a deep breath of the morning air into his lungs, holding it there for several seconds, then exhaling, forcing himself to calm down. This is going to go fine Laskt. You have the materials. Chikai's barriers are holding for the moment. Your Zanpaktou is in place and you are aware of the customs. Just don't break down and this should be over in minutes.
Laskt reassured himself mentally, before striding confidently through the gateway.
He would emerge a few meters in front of Sylvia, stepping through the bluish portal with a thump as his booted foot smacked against the aged wood of the dock.“Madame Brauer? I am your escort into ze Seretei. I am pleased to meet you again.”
Laskt said crisply, inclining his head in a half-bow of respect. Within the confines of his mind however, the knight was wary, noting how her power still equaled his own, despite all the training and fighting the Vizard had gone through.
Wary of the possibility of causing a major diplomatic incident, Laskt double-checked that his suppression of Chikai no Uragiru was at its maximum possible potency, pouring a little more of his Reiatsu into the binding to make sure that the tyrant would not emerge in this encounter. It made him a little weaker than he would like, and likely would anger the ancient evil, but it couldn’t be helped.“I apologize for not arriving sooner. Would you like to go?”