He decides to go around the training grounds of his division, at times like these he could train without anyone to disturb or stress him out.
"We're getting rusty" as he reaches the center of the grounds and begins to stretch
"speak for yourself"
"i didn't really asked you, did i?" and started to take his classic fighting pose, pulling up and holdin his zampakuto pointing straight forward, at his chest height with his left hand holding by the hilt and his right hand supporting it opened as he turned standing aside with his blade. Freezing there like a statue and then jumping forward one of the doll targets pulling his zampakuto to his front like they together we're a lance, he its body and hilt, and his zanpakuto the sharp tip, which in a flash crossed through its target dividing it in two.
"maybe not so rusty in the end" "that's right M-A-Y-B-E" "Why you don't disappears when i really don need you around, like now" "let me think over...i'm having some fun" "So maybe you should move your fat ass too" he raises his zampakuto with one hand and starts calling 'Run and hunt the dark, Shiro' surprisely its responds his call.
"So it seems i'm not the only tired from been away from field" swinging the saber in the air and rushing for the targets.
'Don't worry we'll start practice more soon, i personally want to train those new recruits and...' stopping right back in the middle of the training ground while the dolls break in middle falling one by one as he sits on the ground 'Theres some moves that i've been thinking about that i'd really would like to try over too' as he realizes the field is totally destroyed 'maybe we should have gone more easy on they...' "you're really a genius" 'i really prefer when you're not talking' as they leaved the 3rd division training grounds and started walking by the Seiretei heading the north gate, passing through the 12th division.
[ooc: end of the topic it... unless someone wishes to show something that happened in the past around there]