The Elephant in the Room [Mizu, Ryouko]

Things had been going well for one Morikawa Mizu, 5th Seated Officer of the 8th Division. She had many friends, the 8th Division was running like a well oiled machine, and her own studies were proceeding unabated. So then why was she nervously rushing toward the 3th Division's Barracks? Well, one roadblock Mizu had repeatedly stumbled against was her unsurprising lack of endurance. Her knowledge and skill with Shinigami magic continued to grow but her ability to actually properly utilize it was limited rather severely by her weak spiritual power. Thus, she headed to the infamous R&D Division to look for possible solutions.

I hope they don't mind a lowly 5th Seat like me asking for their help... the flaxen haired Shinigami thought to herself, somewhat anxiously. Mizu was never one to seek shortcuts, choosing instead to fight her limitations with good ol' fashioned hard work and elbow grease. But recently she had also found herself in deadly situations and her mind was beginning to turn on this particular subject as a result. She thought about the mighty ape-like Hollow she'd come across in the living realm that did quite a number on her because of how quickly she became tired. In this moment of recollection Mizu suddenly found herself tipped off balance as she unceremoniously crashed into another woman.

"Ahh! I'm so sorry! Please forgive my lack of attentiveness!" Mizu stumbled back slightly and patted down her Shihakushō as she regained her composure. As her golden gaze fell upon the woman she'd bumped, she immediately noted the woman's lab coat worn uniquely by the R&D Division "Miss, are you a member of the 3rd...?"

Mizu's eyes remained focused on the woman she had, to her own surprise, managed to knock to the ground. She believed she had run into her with much more force than she truly had and worry filled her gaze as a result. With them both now at their feet and steadied somewhat Mizu immediately bent at the waist in an apologetic bow that would put the most respectful attendant to shame, her body at a full right angle. "I am Morikawa Mizu, 5th Seat of the 8th Division, and I beg your forgiveness Amou-san! If there is anything I can do to make up for this transgression, you must only ask!"

With her apology lingering again in the air, Mizu considered the tragic irony in coming to the 3rd Division to ask a favor only to end up potentially owing one of it's members one. To others simply knocking someone over would not warrant such a reaction, but for dutiful Mizu it was a reaction well within reason. After all, she thought, what if this innocent woman twisted an ankle? Or suffered a bruise? Or any number of other potential, though unlikely, ailments as a result of her own obliviousness? As these thoughts rushed through her head Mizu remained bent over with every intention of staying that way until the woman responded in some way.

As silence lingered awkwardly in the air between the two Mizu worried she had offended the woman. Trying to get a response from her was like pulling teeth, which in the blond's experience was usually due to hurt feelings and she certainly did not intend to do elicit such a reaction. Not wanting to leave anything on the table Mizu decided to just broach the subject directly.

"Amou-san, have I done something to offend you? I mean, besides knocking you over which I am of course very sorry for. If I have, I really would like to make it up to you in some way. Are you working on something I could assist with? I have the afternoon free as I had set time aside to visit your Division, but that can certainly wait." Her golden gaze emanated sincerity as she did her best to maintain eye contact with the meek Shinigami she had practically run over.

Mizu considered her acquaintance's shooting down of her question and decided to take it at face value and answer honestly "Pardon me for assuming wrongly Amou-san. I misread the situation and believed, based on your demeanor, that you had been insulted instead of just being introverted." One area she knew she could improve in is in her approach when dealing with such introverted people. Mizu could often be described as confident and bubbly, despite her at times overly respectful behavior and speech. This Amou Ryouko was surely her inverse.

"Oh! I cannot lie, I did come here to speak to Captain Urahara-sama about an idea of sorts but I would not impose such requests on other members of your division. If the 3rd is anything like the 8th, I am sure you all have enough work without me adding to it!" A light giggle broke up her response before Mizu spoke again to the shy woman "The other reason I am interested in your division is while I have been able to meet and make friends with members of many of the others, the 3rd has remained a bit of a mystery to me. I would owe you a great favor if you allow me to help you, so just say the word and I'll do my best Amou-san!"

Repairing devices was not something Mizu had much experience in. Whenever her own Denreishinki had issues or got damaged her go-to was to turn it off and on again, and in the many cases where that was insufficient she would send it to the 3rd Division for proper repairs. "Oh...um, sorry Amou-san. When mine gets damaged I send it to your Division...where you probably end up stuck fixing it."

The bubbly blond felt a bit sorry for the 3rd Division. She had not spared much thought for the people responsible for repairs likely only necessary because she wasn't strong enough to protect her Soul Pager, among other things. Still, she did not want to let her new acquaintance down so she tried reassuring the shy woman "But I am good at studying! If you show me the basics and give me a manual, I'm positive I can help you out Amou-san!" Inwardly she was less than confident about her ability to quickly learn and master something actual technicians put a great deal of time and effort into.