A day after the Captain's meeting Zafaron slowly made his way to the 8th company barracks. He was overtired from having to deal with the various problems that had arisen since the meeting and from being constantly called in to deal with the Council of 46. They hadn't been very please with him releasing the information about the Vizards but he cared little. It was for the good of Soul Society and he still felt it should have been done years in the past anyways. But today his issue wasn't with Vizards or Arrancar. Instead it was a simple case of bandits. He was rather surprised how happy he was to realize that was the extent of the days problems.
He knocked on the door of the Eight Captain's office, ignoring all of the shinigami that immediately scampered to act like they were actually getting work done. As long as his presence got them working he was just going to leave it alone. Maybe drop a hint or two for Ryusaki to make sure they goof off a little less. He hoped that the captain was in and not on another one of his drinking sprees, he would be rather irritated if that was true. But it would give me a nice chance to get rid of some stress that has been building up.