The vice captain's foot falls carry her with certainty through the unfamiliar barracks of a division that was not her own. Though she'd never spent time in the Second, most of the living quarters for the shinigami were the same. Or, she supposed, close enough. Each squad had their own specialty so things might be moved around slightly here and there, but navigation was not something that was difficult. At least not if you kept your wits about you, which Mirabelle was one to do.

Her pointed nose wrinkled itself as she rounded the corner to the captain's hallway. From what she knew of the man, not that she knew him, he smoked. Still, the smell was something of a surprise. The redhead fixed her face as she took the few strides into the hall that it took to reach the man's office.

A slender hand rose and knocked on the door three times, in quick succession. "Captain Mazi, it's Mirabelle. You wanted to see me?

Ah the Kidou Corps, a division Ika held plenty of reverence for and yet he had so little input into it's comings and goings. His reverence had never really closed the gap into becoming interest, and so for much of his time alive he'd simply turned a blind eye to it. Times however had changed, and suddenly the opinions of the Kidou Corps were much more politically interesting to Ika and that was precisely why he'd decided to drag Mirabelle into his office as awkwardly as he had.

Ika smiled as he heard her coming his way, noting that the smell of smoke permeating the room did more to announce him than his voice ever could. He let her come into view, his feet lazily kicked across his desk, papers were strewn about lazily and his expression reeked with a level of nonchalance one could only truly hope to muster when they were truly and earnestly secure within their person. Ika plucked the cigarette from his mouth, letting himself savor what was left of the taste for a moment before he decided to speak his piece. "Mirabelle, I've heard quite a lot about you. Yes, I wanted to discuss your feelings on the direction of things if you had a moment. See how you feel about the state of your division and the Gotei in general.."

Ika was at this point still sitting with his feet on the desk, but they'd been tilted to the side so he could make more direct eye contact with the woman. Best not to be rude after all.