Makishima
Akane had yet to lead an expedition into the human world in her career, in fact she hadn't been back since her untimely end a few years beforehand. Unfortunately, it wasn't to be a vacation she was after, rather, it was an investigation of strange goings on deep within the catacombs that spanned underneath Paris. Recently, there had been a noticeable increase in the number of people entering these tunnels to never be seen again. It wasn't unheard of for some wayward explorer to simply get lost in the labyrinthine depths and wind up dead, but the numbers that had been going missing was unprecedented. Enough so that the first Division had been called in to investigate.
While initially thankful for her reprieve from the soul society, the young shinigami had hoped for something a little less dire to look into. These tunnels were a hotbed of hollow activity to begin with, from the lost souls who perished there in the modern day to the ancient spirits of the discarded dead. It gave her shivers just thinking about it. So it was fortunate that she had been allowed to bring along an assistant of sorts.
She had sent the request out a few hours before hand, but it wasn't like anything with the First Division seal would go ignored for long. So Akane would stand at the gates that would allow them access to the human world so they could get to work, showing off her usual nervous tic of tugging at her scarf in an attempt to calm down.
While initially thankful for her reprieve from the soul society, the young shinigami had hoped for something a little less dire to look into. These tunnels were a hotbed of hollow activity to begin with, from the lost souls who perished there in the modern day to the ancient spirits of the discarded dead. It gave her shivers just thinking about it. So it was fortunate that she had been allowed to bring along an assistant of sorts.
She had sent the request out a few hours before hand, but it wasn't like anything with the First Division seal would go ignored for long. So Akane would stand at the gates that would allow them access to the human world so they could get to work, showing off her usual nervous tic of tugging at her scarf in an attempt to calm down.