Captain Urahara had only been around for a handful of years.
He was a kind, considerate man, from what Chessebelle had experienced of him.
There had been an encounter she had with him shortly after she had been inducted that made her want to laugh every time she thought about it. He had been in the lab with everyone else-each member doing their own activity to keep busy-and was just sort of... floating around and examining everyone. The overall feeling was nervousness as Kisuke hadn't really been much of an observer within the labs, as he had his own private chambers where he did his own experiments. What was he going to think? What if they were doing something wrong?
The tension was palpable among the new recruits as they went about their duties. Chessebelle had been assigned something simple, recording the proceedings of a fellow twelfth division member as they created a serum that was supposed to reverse the effects of a hado spell on the target.
Kisuke had finally gotten to their table, smiling pleasantly at the two. It was just unfortunate that her colleague couldn't perform under pressure, taking the wrong chemical and pouring it into the beaker before Chessebelle could warn them.
A thick smoke billowed from the mouth of the glass directly into Kisuke's face. He coughed and sputtered, fanning the smoke away as her colleague apologized profusely, immediately dropping to her knees and bowing in front of their captain.
As the smoke dissipated, Kisuke looked down at the culprit with narrowed eyes.
And then he laughed. A loud, lovely laugh. He helped the twelfth division member up and put his hands on their shoulders, bending to look them in the eyes with his sooty face and grinned with soft grey eyes. He reassured them over and over as they sniffled their tears away, and instead of demanding better, he showed them what they had done wrong and how it would've reacted with the other options available to them.
The respect she had for Kisuke Urahara, despite the length of time he had been her Captain, was immeasurable. Even now, knowing he had been disgraced from the Soul Society. She still held her torch for the Captain with her head high.