[Too late. She's soaring...soaring through the sky... Rukia braces herself for the inevitable impact with the ground. But somehow, through some strange stroke of luck...she manages to land on her chocobo as it zigzags back. Did it do that on purpose? She doesn't know. On the down side, she's slung over the saddle sideways on her stomach like a sack of potatoes. And she looks royally confused as to how this even happened.]
O...okay?!
[The plains are relatively open, at least. She has time to try getting herself upright so long as it isn't planning on making any more leaps like that.]
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O...okay?!
[The plains are relatively open, at least. She has time to try getting herself upright so long as it isn't planning on making any more leaps like that.]