Fatality [J, Makoto]

Tap. Tap. Tap.

She might've drummed imprints of her fingers into her desk at this stage by how frequently she found herself rolling her fingers over the surface in their regular spot. Now, she was mad. Why? She had to explain to Seventh Division why a member of her division had shown up to handle the arrancar threat on Earth. Did she have such a reason? No, no she didn't have a reason as to why her division that maintained the security and order of the Soul Society had shown up on Earth acting like some hero.

A seated officer and a noble. Plus the sentimental value that the seat held to her being her former position prior to Captain Shiba's promotion, and him electing her to be his vice-captain.

That'd do it. So while she waited for her fourth seat to answer his summons, she just continued tapping away with angry crimson glaring at the paperwork on her desk. She hated dealing with Seventh. Not her counterpart, of course. Shishiyuki was a completely different story but the fact this blueblooded brat had made her have to compile some form of report on an entirely unrelated matter to Sixth Division's role had her seething underneath her poker face.

Her tapping had come to a standstill, the crimson glare settling into its task of boreing into the dark-haired man before her. Of course she could just leave it there but she was a little frustrated and this was a flagrant disregard to conduct, and as someone who behaved with principles in every aspect of her working life it was therefore a sleight against her.

There was two options here. Berate him and lecture him or let him explain himself. Maybe both, that was always the most appropriate. She'd let him give his excuse to which she'd then use it as consideration to determine just how severe she would reprimand him. Maybe there was a good reason after all that a high-ranking member of the sixth division was down in the World of the Living to defend against an arrancar attack.

It'd have been the right course of action if that arrancar was in the Soul Society.

"Explain yourself, Saionji."

Was that it? She could almost sneer at such a generic response but she kept that to herself. It didn't serve her very well to give him a mocking look right now but she did lean forward to rest her chin in her hands and keep the pressure of her gaze on him.

"Is that so?"

Makoto asked but it was a rhetorical question as he would quickly learn when she continued.

"Now, what happens if that attack was meant to be a diversion to allow for an incursion into the Soul Society? We have three divisions of capable shinigami who are capable of responding to threats on the Earth like this but you thought it prudent to go there yourself when you might be needed as a voice of authority within your own division?"

She explained. Noble intentions and all, everyone seemed to hide behind them.

"Or did you just want to be a hero? Chase a bit of glory by stopping the big bad arrancar?"

Maybe there was a bit of a mocking tone in her voice there when she challenged him. It wasn't like her division was very glamourous. Peacekeeping, investigations, law proceedings. Hardly the division that saw the most action which she owed to being one of the reasons why it didn't garner too many recruits so it didn't seem proposterous that some of them might just leap at the chance to get a bit of the "real action".

"You are correct."

She shot back, her glare not letting up. She pondered taking more shots at his character as childish as he thought it was. The reality was that they were a division that upheld the order. They could not have, she would not tolerate, chaos amongst the division. Whether those were his own whims or another member of this division. She understood her captain well enough to know that the he'd react with some of the same irritation. Too familiar were the experiences of aristocrats that did as they pleased for whatever reason they pulled out to justify themselves in doing so.

This didn't feel any different either.

"But you went anyway? Did you not trust in the capacity of your fellow shinigami among the other divisions to handle the arrancar? What about all your other assignments? Perhaps checking with any of your superiors? Did you consider any of this, Saionji?"

She poked, fishing for him to break his calm little demeanour and give a more substantial reason than this waste of time because even if it was something as stupid as a hero complex or even a moment of hysteric breakdown which compelled him she could at least buy that rather than believe her fourth seat was actually trying to tell her that he went down there to save people.

Their division dealt with investigation and she was happy to sit here and break apart his reason until he had answered every question, this was an examination after all as much as a scolding.

"Absence without leave is an issue, yes. As the division that uphold law and order, if we do not carry a good example then why should any other division do the same."

She remarked to his question. A growing scowl at the impudent behaviour, she said for him to explain himself not argue the finer details. A simple yes or no would've sufficed. As it turned out for her rather blasé fourth seated officer disappearing for a couple of hours was a big deal to her because if she could not trust . The level of inconvenience it was for her aside, though it certainly antagonised her in its own way.

"Regardless of these details, it was not your place and it was certainly not your place to make that decision at your own discretion. The fact of the matter is that I was neither informed nor aware of this and if you are the type of individual that thinks you're above the rank hierarchy then how can I rely on you, or trust you, if you may not be there when you're required in the future."

Makoto had heard enough of this, it was fortunate that Hakuyou was leading an investigation for the next couple of weeks and that the decision was left up to her in his absence. Her captain was hardly the forgiving type as she recounted the two of them, and how they handled Hono. He made her look very forgiving.

"I'm putting you on three months probation, you will continue to act as the Fourth Seat but under the supervision of your superiors. Any further incidents and I will consider you for demotion or transfer to a more appropriate division, or leave it up to Captain Shiba's discretion. That's all, Fourth Seat."

She explained, watching for his reaction but once more tapping her finger on the desk as a cue of finality to the topic.