Attention being caught off guard, Hisagi viewed his surroundings as a comrade paced themselves over to his frame. Hues fixated upon the girl, a faint smile smothered over his features. “Muguruma-taicho?” He had questioned her, contently taking the filed papers from her grasp. “Thank you. I’ve been waiting for these… How are you doing?”
"It’s my pleasure!" The blonde replied instantly, hands clasped in front of her the moment she was relieved of the paper work. Always professional and respectful to her superiors, she straightened her posture and made sure to speak clearly and evenly. "As usual, I suppose. It seems that things are moving slowly around here, don’t you think?" She mused.
Simply? She had spoken of the situation so casually it surprised Uryuu. Not only that but it was also a bit interesting to him.He readjusted his glasses as he looked closely at the wound,examining it and determined it severity.It didn’t seem fatal so it relieved him a bit.He drew his attention back to the woman when she spoke of Soul Society.
“Soul Society?” He asked,a bit confused.Guess there was no reason for him to worry at all,considering the fact that Seireitei had a good healing squad.However,out of many times he had appeared in Soul Society,he he had never seen such a woman appear there.Uryuu began to wonder if she even knew about Ichigo.”I’m guessing your a Shinigami?” He assumed,his gaze locked on her face.
"Yes, I am." The blonde replied, looking away from her wound to the dark haired male before her. The blonde was a several inches shorter than him, which resulted in her having to tilt her head slightly to look at him properly when she addressed him. "Cho Tanaka, Third Seat of the Ninth Division." She introduced herself properly, blue eyes centered on the male in front of her. He didn’t look like he was looking for a fight, which relieved Cho more than she would have liked to admit to anyone. She never went out looking for a fight, and definitely wouldn’t go looking for one at the moment given her current condition.
Sadly, the ninth seat was getting used to being trampled and knocked over. It happened fairly often, usually in other division, where people weren’t used to her small size. It still hurt though.
“No problem…” She mumbled, rubbing her arm where the other had collided with her. She was going pretty fast! Wonder what was up. “You alright?”
"Really, I’m so sorry!" The blonde kept apologizing. Jeez, it was just her luck that she’d run into someone. She would have rather ran into the person in her division who had decided to annoy her, but now wasn’t the time to think about wringing someone’s neck. Now was the time to apologize for her actions. "My actions were hardly professional. Please accept my sincerest apology."
The third seat nodded her head. “Yes, I’m just fine! The real question is if you are alright. I hit you pretty hard.” A frown appeared on her face.