Stress, Irritation, and Chaos. Although these words are able to describe the lives of everyone withing the Seireitei, it seemed especially true for a young woman within a certain Division. Kimiko Utagawa of the Eighth Division was always having a huge problem with forcing the entire Squads paperwork to get done. Her Captain, Jaeden Crow, was the entire cause of this. Although a nice guy, he repeatedly disappeared, running away from his duties and forcing her to take care of it all. Ever since she joined the Division, stress has been at an all time high, she's constantly irritated with her Captain, and things just felt like they were completely out of order. And today she had a really bad headache and was so mentally drained that she was not able to, nor was she willing to try to deal with the constant craziness of her Division. She just hoped that her Captain was going to cooperate for her sake. In truth, she's even thought a couple times about a transfer, but where would that get her? It was best for her to stick with what she knew, and right now that was with Division Eight. Though, that didn't mean she couldn't take a breather every now and then, so she figured that it was about her time for that.
"What is this shit?!" she said as she stepped into the Captain's office and realized that no one was even there. Anger hit her so bad, that her left eye began to twitch rapidly. "I NEED A DAMN BREAK!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, although no one was around to hear it. Her Lieutenant was gone, and so was her Captain. Once again she was left with the paperwork. "AHH!" she screamed out again, but sounding more like a frustrated growl than anything. Smacking a large stack of paperwork off of the desk that her Captain was supposed to be sitting at, she dropped everything and turned away, walking out, and allowing her legs to take her wherever they pleased. Kimiko wore nothing different than that of the usual Shinigami with her Zanpakutō on her left side, resting at her waist. She had reddish-brown hair that came down just a bit past her neck and matching color eyes. She wasn't the most beautiful of Shinigami around, but she definitely wasn't ugly.
With just a few minutes of walking, Kimiko some how ended up outside of the Seireitei, right at the edge of the Rukongai. She didn't know why she had come here and just leaned her back against the wall in slight confusion. She had literally let her feet move where they wanted to. She didn't even pay any mind to her surroundings or direction. Now that she was paying attention, she raised an eyebrow and looked around. "Why the hell...?" she thought to herself, wondering why she would have even come in this direction. It was about then that she heard the voices of two men. She turned her attention towards a young red haired man that was speaking with a guard. After a small chat, she watched the red haired man wave and take off, but something about this caught Kimiko's interest. This man's clothing was commonly used, but she had a strange urge to follow him, so she didn't hesitate to do so. She followed him for a while, keeping a small distance and her spiritual pressure at least slightly hidden. As she turned a corner to follow him once more, she realize she lost him. "Huh?" she raised an eyebrow and quickened her pace down the last area she had seen him in. She almost passed by a small tavern when she heard that same voice call out for a round of drinks for everyone. "....He's insane. That's it... He's insane. Why did I follow the insane one?"
She stepped inside the tavern, raising an eyebrow at the few people that decided to turn to her, but were giving her slightly dirty looks. An uncomfortable look came on her face as she glanced around for the man, "Oh yeah... I don't think these people are very fond of Shiniga-..." It was then that she saw him and stepped over to his side, watching what he was doing with slightly curious eyes. She watched him lose a few times, practically giving away his money, and chuckled quietly as he began to excuse himself. As he stood, he would literally turn to face her. Kimiko wasn't too tall, but she wasn't tiny either. She was five foot five inches in height, and was currently looking at this man as if he were an idiot, but still had a smile on his face. "Hahaha... You suck!!" she said to him in a joking tone of voice, her hands on her hips, right as he turned to her. She was attempting to stop him right in his tracks. She didn't know why she felt as if she needed to follow him, but she did and it brought her here. She was one of those 'it must of happened for a reason' people, so she went with it. "What the heck is a Vice Captain doing out here? I thought all Lieutenants were serious and concentrated on work, so how did I follow one out here to find him gambling his money away in a game of cards?"