Do you have a moment to talk about our Lord Ibiki? [Vizard Corps]

Mirja felt stuffy, trapped, unable to go where she wanted or needed if the situation called for it. And that was before she even got underground. The stupid Shihakusho was stupid. How did the other reapers even manage to wear this all day? They must have been mad, or all underwent some psycho-indoctrination that Mirja missed because she was busy fixing a wall she had put a hole in using a person as a sledgehammer. Whatever the case, she had to put up with it for now, and head into the spoopy scary skeleton filled depths of Karakura Underground~

Hopefully, the people she was looking for, The Vizard Corps, had some sort of office set around here that she could go to, because wandering around under the floor would lead to Karakura town springing a leak somewhere when she got too agitated to be underground. It was not easy for her. The cramped spaces in comparison to the outsides, the inability to feel proper wind in her face, and the underground nature of it reminding her far to much of Caanan's labs. It kept making her think as though she was back there, and that everything else was just a hope-filled dream.

Mai helped keep her calm in that respect, constantly soothing her and whispering assurances of the reality of the situation. The girl she had got from the Smart Captain had really been a great help in the times when she sorely needed someone else by her side. It was probably why she had been given her in the first place. But, psychosis and possible subterraphobia aside, she focused and began to look for the Vizard Corps.
"Hello? Any Vizards down here? I bring tea and small snacks" she cooed, trying to keep her mind off the present nature of confinement.