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[About half an hour before this feed goes live, the more spiritually sensitive inhabitants may have felt the arrival of a very, very potent source of spiritual energy interrupting their senses. Sorry about that, he can't help it.

The NV feed being broadcast is video, it’s after dark and someone seems to have accidentally pressed the video function while trying to get to grips with their newly acquired piece of tech. And now he’s picking a fight with it.]

Send- damn it what the hell kind of piece of crap are you?! Don’t give me that ‘number is not in service’ bullshit I know that damn number’s right!

[There’s a beep and apparently this is enough to make the orange haired boy on the other end of the line growl in frustration.]

What the hell kind of phone are you supposed to be you piece of junk!

[It looks suspiciously like the NV is about to be hurtled at the nearest wall, and now viewers can very plainly see an annoyed teenage face scowling at the screen as it is held at arm’s length, before he seems to notice that the red light next to the camera is on and…]

Crap is this thing on? Hello? Anyone there?

[And then he sighs, moving the NV back down to a more user friendly distance and glowering at the camera.]

Okay, if anyone’s paying attention then I need to know how the hell to get to the asshole who thought dragging me here was a good idea. Or you can point me in the direction of someone who can help.

And, uh, anyone know what the international code to dial Japan is? I need to call home and let 'em know I'm gonna be late for dinner.

[There’s a pause… and then he seems to be mulling something over. What he is considering is whether or not to explicitly call out the familiar sources of reiatsu he can feel in this strange new city he’s found himself in, thus a) exposing his Shinigami allies where they may not want to be exposed or b) making him sound like a crazy person if they’re not here and he’s just imagining it all through displacement induced wishful thinking. He opts for a happy medium, scowl still etched on his face.]

Oi. I can feel that you’re here, y’ know. Anyone feel like saying hi or am I on my own out here?

[But that scowl's still not gone. He really looks like he's weighing up his options here, and then, with a rub of his neck and a sigh (because he knows in advance he's going to regret asking this but he doesn't have a choice), he adds this little beauty to the end of his transmission. Desperate times call for desperate measures.]

And I'm kinda missing a corpse. I had it before I got here and now it's gone. Anybody seen one?

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It is...a bit of a long story. Are you available to meet? I would rather tell you in person rather than over the network here.

I guess... I mean, Byakuya's taking me somewhere right now. I guess we could meet up when he's done?

All right.

[The fact that he's surprised to see her big and doesn't recognize this place means he probably has no recollection of his previous time here.]

I will treat you to...something. Tea or a snack. And then we will talk.

[He probably looks older than she remembers him too; Ichigo's over a year older than he was when he fought Aizen.

Ichigo's hit that point of the proceedings where everything is so overwhelming, one thing after another, that he's just going to keep the mass of questions he's just dying to ask under his belt and just... wing it.]

Yeah, I guess that'd be okay. I think there's a whole bunch of stuff I'm gonna need to talk about when it comes to this place.

[Ichigo does seem a little more mature looking, although Nelliel is a poor judge of human ages.]

More than likely, yes. I will answer as many questions as I can.

[She smiles slightly.]

And it would be good to find out what you have been up to, as well.

[She decides to be kind and not comment on the dead body thing just yet.]

[He breathes a visible sigh of relief; honestly this whole arriving in a completely new dimensions stuff is a little tiring.]

Not gonna lie to you Nel, it's been a crazy seventeen months since I last saw you. You doing okay here?

I am doing very well, Ichigo. I have a job as a model right now and I have been helping people in Siren's Port.

[There's a short pause.]

I am also leading the Espada right now, so if you have any problems with either Luppi or Szayel, please tell me.

You're in charge?

[Well that's a relief, at least he knows that there's someone capable taking control of the Espada and somebody he's not going to have any trouble talking to. But the idea that he ought to leave it to someone else to settle his disputes sits wrongly with him.

He's been useless for seventeen months. No way is he letting anyone else protect him anymore.]

No offense Nel, but if they give me any trouble I'll deal with them myself. You don't need to fight my battles for me.

The Espada needed a different kind of leadership here - the kind that would encourage them to learn to fit in and make new lives for themselves, here. Ulquiorra did well here before he disappeared once he decided to try. He worked as a librarian. When Grimmjow was here, he fought competitively. Luppi works in a club, and Szayel worked at SERO labs...until recently.

[She offers her friend a reassuring smile.]

I know you can handle yourself, Ichigo. My goal is to keep things from becoming a battle in the first place.

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