Forced into Action [SAJIN/LYZA]

The streets of the Rukongai hadn't changed much even in the millenia and more that Lyza had been alive. She still remembered these streets no matter how long it had been since she last walked them. It was a long walk to get where she was going, too, but she knew how to get there even if she hadn't been there before. All she needed to do was look at a map once and she could find her way.

Her outfit was a little too formal for the occasion, but she needed to keep her shihakusho hidden away. From what she had heard through the grapevine, the sentiment towards shinigami wasn't the greatest around here. For what reason? She could only guess. Politics, though she wouldn't know who would have set the sentiment in motion. Lyza could only guess.

One turn led to another and soon she was knocking on a door. What door it was and where it went didn't matter. She only knew who it belonged to. Perhaps it was more of a gate, perhaps it was just a door, Lyza wasn't paying attention. She felt like this person deserved to at least know what was going on.