KAGAYAKU NO MURASAKI
There was something almost endearing to Murasaki about the way Saiko was handling all of this. It was so earnest, so...girlish, for lack of a better word. The Captain was so used to dealing with paragons of authority and warfare that it was unspeakably refreshing to interact now with someone who seemed to simply be a person. Allowing herself a small smile as this conversation reached its zenith, Murasaki stood from her perch atop the church's arch and extended a hand to her fellow half-breed.
"Don't worry about it. I'm happy to help, ya know? I think you'll do a lot better with a little helping hand. And hey, I like to help."
Giving her a cheerful wink as she opened a senkaimon to the Soul Society, Murasaki led the way, making sure they arrived in her command tent on the 7th division grounds. She was entirely confident that this whole thing would go over fine, but that also didn't mean she just wanted to bring a former enemy right into the Seireitei for everyone to see. She'd talk to the Captain Commander first, and work from there.
"I hope ya don't mind staying here for a few days, at least until I can get all the paperwork sorted. I can get you sorted with some changes of clothes and stuff, I don't think you'd really be able to borrow any of mine."
Admittedly, Murasaki knew she wasn't exactly holding a serious conversation right now, but she also didn't want to keep things all doom and gloom forever. Sometimes it just helped to have a cheerful presence.
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