Senna had spent most of the morning walking around the Seretei and had observed a good number of the squads going about their daily routines. The tenth division barracks were still a few spots away on her itinerary but she decided on a detour once a loose flier flew in on a gust of wind and smacked her dead on in the face. When she peeled it off her face she saw what appeared to an open invitation from the tenth division captain to come and join her for training sessions. Senna held onto the paper and read it over a few times, the wind toyed with her bangs, and the little black ribbon ever present in her hair fluttered in the breeze. "Captain Aki-Shimo Netsu-Barria..." Senna repeated the name to herself, barely above a whisper. She folded the flier into a tiny square and headed off in the direction of the squad 10 barracks.
It seemed that the festivities had already started by the time Senna arrived. Two opponents danced around each other as the exchanged words, a third figure stood off to the side but still in the courtyard and fairly close to the two who faced off. She observed them for a moment, and a moment was all it took once she saw the hollow mask sported by one, before she realized it was a vizard. Instincts started to kick in and she began to reach for her zanpakuto but stopped herself at the last moment. The third person in the courtyard had to be Captain Aki and Senna did not wish to interfere if she had allowed the abomination to be present. Instead Senna slipped her hands into her pockets and strolled over next to the good captain to get a better look at all the fun.
She stopped a few feet away from her fellow captain but never took her purple eyes off the vizard. "Greetings, Captain Aki-Shimo. My name is Senna Nikono, with the sixth division."