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[Video] | Week 5; Day 2

[The Hitomi's on the floor, and it shows an upward shot of Rukia. She's sitting in a chair, looking outside. One of her elbows rests against the windowsill which is supporting her head. Her hand rests on top of it, tapping. It's characteristic for Rukia to take such an action.





Was she angry? Tap. Frustrated? Tap. Tap. Impatient? Tap. Bored? Tap. Listless. Tap. Tap. Tap. Thinking? Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Like an metronome.

Until it stops.

A finger stopped midway, hanging in the air.]

Perhaps I should reevaluate the situation.

[What did people usually need in a situation like this? Advice. Yes... advice. She turns back to look at the Hitomi. She picks it up and clicks her teeth. It was recording. Worry about the device later. Out the door she goes.]

EDIT: Rukia has an Amanojaku around her. This accounts for the disrespect she's shown Byakuya, Katsuya, and Rin in her threads. I'M USING THE BESTIARY! LOOK AT ME GO!]


May. 2nd, 2010 01:29 pm (UTC)
1/2 [reaction]
[And there she goes. Just like that, she goes. Might be that she'll be just out doing stuff, but her whole demeanor has change written all over it. Restless, is she? Rin can understand. Not so easy being holed up with a damn invalid.

(A fake damn invalid. She wonders, what does Rukia think of the copy? They haven't really talked about it. If they ever do, it won't be pleasant.)

Rin isn't sure what "situation" exactly Rukia wants to reevaluate. Again, it's not really her business. The truth of the matter is just that right now, she doesn't like being left alone.

So it might be that Rukia will be back soon, but Rin thinks it'd be better to check. She turns on the text function of the Hitomi -- with a bit of hesitation; her handling of the thing doesn't go smoothly yet. Composing a message would take her a good few minutes, but it was better than leaving anything more recognizable on the network for all to see.]
May. 2nd, 2010 01:30 pm (UTC)
2/2 [text]
To Rukia,

Where are you going? Will you be gone long? Should I wait for you?

- Rin
May. 2nd, 2010 01:36 pm (UTC)
[A text? Sure, Rukia had written messages to other people, but this function had seemed different. Fumbling with the device, she replies. It takes her longer than it probably should, but this machine is too modern for her. Where was Ichigo when she needed him?]

Asano Rin,

Raisato. I need to talk with someone there. I'm not sure how long we're going to be conversing for. I should be back before nightfall.

- Kuchiki Rukia

[How she writes the message, little to her, would impose distance to someone not from Soul Society. On official papers, she was used to writing her full name and the entire name of the other party. Being too official between 'friends' would cause distance.]
May. 2nd, 2010 01:50 pm (UTC)
[Ah, so we're going the formal route. Rin can roll with that. She's just glad to have something to go by, something to count on. Even if she really, really doesn't like being left behind, but it would be awful of her to be clingy. She can make do.]

To Kuchiki Rukia,

All right. Thank you for telling me.

- Asano Rin
May. 2nd, 2010 01:53 pm (UTC)
Asano Rin,

If you need anything, let me know. I will... try not to be long.

- Kuchiki Rukia

[The reply of using her first name didn't bother her. She was used to seeing it.

There was no point in telling Rin who she was going to be talking to. Rin knew of shinigamis but not anything in depth about them. Rukia now... wanted to leave it this way.]
May. 2nd, 2010 01:57 pm (UTC)
To Kuchiki Rukia,

I'm going to be fine. Do what you need to do.

- Asano Rin

[She will be fine, she would. It's not exactly a first. More of a variation. She's been alone after tragedy before. And so she's confident she'll manage, yes, she's confident

May. 2nd, 2010 01:59 pm (UTC)

[And with that, she slipped the device back into her kosode and headed for Raisato. The sooner she went there, the sooner she would come back... maybe.]


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