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melodiesoflife2015-10-28 09:41 pm
damn_juicebox) wrote in melodiesoflife2015-10-28 09:41 pm
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Dinner for Trolls
WHO: Rukia Kuchiki, Yuri Lowell
WHAT: Two GREAT FRIENDS share a meal and tease the crap out of each other.
WHEN: October 9th
WHERE: Aqures Ixen
If Rukia was going to be gone for a few days, then Yuri would probably like to have his stew pot safely returned. She was still uneasy about departing for military tests when it seemed like the city was starting to get plagued by restless spirits. She was a shinigami, this should have been her specialty.
But that's not what she was in this world. It was a bitter pill to swallow, especially knowing that she should be able to feel the presence of the undead. All she felt was the cool evening air, and a heap of insufferable frustration.
So why visit Yuri, who was likely to add fuel to the fire? Because he'd add fuel to a different fire, one that was far more manageable. They'd bicker and needle each other, and it would get her mind off of things for a short time. Besides, she had certain questions she wanted to ask him.
Reaching his front step, she cradled the pot under her arm and knocked with the back of her hand. "Oi, it's Rukia," she called out. Maybe they could go eat something, too.
WHAT: Two GREAT FRIENDS share a meal and tease the crap out of each other.
WHEN: October 9th
WHERE: Aqures Ixen
If Rukia was going to be gone for a few days, then Yuri would probably like to have his stew pot safely returned. She was still uneasy about departing for military tests when it seemed like the city was starting to get plagued by restless spirits. She was a shinigami, this should have been her specialty.
But that's not what she was in this world. It was a bitter pill to swallow, especially knowing that she should be able to feel the presence of the undead. All she felt was the cool evening air, and a heap of insufferable frustration.
So why visit Yuri, who was likely to add fuel to the fire? Because he'd add fuel to a different fire, one that was far more manageable. They'd bicker and needle each other, and it would get her mind off of things for a short time. Besides, she had certain questions she wanted to ask him.
Reaching his front step, she cradled the pot under her arm and knocked with the back of her hand. "Oi, it's Rukia," she called out. Maybe they could go eat something, too.
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And then she paid the bill, since she was the one that ousted him out of bed in the first place.
[OOC: Want to end here, or was there anything else we needed to cover?]
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He replied with a basic laugh for her sly smirk. Of course he was going to get used to some of her comebacks seeing that Rukia was definitely different from what he's been used too. However, he was similar to some of his friends at home, which was why it was easy to get along with her.
Yuri waved goodbye to her when she paid the bill, not questioning it for the matter. If she wanted to pay that's on her.
With that he leaves and hopefully he'll see her around some more.
[ ooc: works perfect! ]