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Scattered. How had they gotten so far from each other? Everything seemed a blur now when she thought about it, that she opted not to do so. Time was spent searching for her friends, but really to no avail. There were always whispers about them; alive, doing as well as could be in the remnants of Karakura. Those that had stayed around, anyway.
For a short period, her drive to do productive things slowed to a crawl and she cut herself off from interaction. She chose instead to remain squatting in an old abandoned home. It wasn't the best, but it kept her warm and dry. Until one day, it finally hit her that this wasn't living. It was existing and she was better than that. Perhaps it was being alone for so long or perhaps it was because she had exhausted the only local bookstore's selection of perverted books and magazines that set her into motion. Even Lisa herself wasn't quite sure.
All she knew was that sitting around wasting time wasn't going to help anyone. So, she did the only logical thing. She trained. After months of neglecting doing so, getting back into the habit took some effort. But her mind was set. She was going to do this, and she was going to once more help those in Soul Society (even if they didn't want it). Figuring that last part out would be a little harder to manage, but Lisa was confident. Something would be done.