In Rukongai...

Roiben was a rarity among captains. While most spent their time in their offices, when his work was done, Roiben left his office immediately. He hated being comfined to his office, it felt like a special kind of hell. It was normally sunny and beautiful, and he enjoyed the weather. He had been walking through rukongai, on his way to the outskirts. It was were he liked to spend much of his time, just thinking to himself. He wasn't very familiar with many of the captains. Since his return to the soul society, not many of the captains of his day were still around. Kinda made him wonder were the others went to.

Roiben walked over to his usual spot, the forest on the outer edge of rukongai. He jumped into his usual tree, which he built his own hangout place in. He sat down and picked up his guitar, which he had purchased in the real world one day, and began to play some riffs on it. He hadn't started playing too long ago, but he was already pretty good at it. He wanted to form the seireitei's first metal band, but didn't really know anyone who could join it.

Roiben sensed reiatsu, and quit playing his guitar. He jumped into a tree a few feet away, not wanting his hideout to be discovered, and jumped out of the tree. Still, he saw no one. Good. His hideout was safe still. He started to walk back toward the seireitei, curious as to who's reiatsu he was sensing.