Second Cut [Accidental Video]

[eleventhcaptain]

[The feed flicks on to show a huge figure, propped against some kind of padded support. He's still heavily bandaged and has obviously moved enough to reopen at least on of his injuries judging from the small stain to some of them

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[snowwhitesoul]

[It takes a bit of time and a lot of deliberation, but after she sees that video, she decides that it is unseemly for a captain to walk about in such a disastrous state of repair. It's not hard to pin him down, but she eventually does, knocking on the door. There's a bag of things in her hand: more blankets, new dressing for his wounds, ointment, antiseptic, more clothes from the largest section of Gentleman Jim's.]

Zaraki-taichou?

[eleventhcaptain]

[He expected a call, someone to bitch about his injuries or the fight or something. A visit from someone that wasn't Unohana? That was a surprise.

Settling down on his bedding, Kenpachi grunted.]

Come in and hurry up about it.

[snowwhitesoul]

[She comes in, bowing to him deeply as protocol demanded before sinking to her knees and pushing the bag forward towards him.]

Bandages and clothes, sir. Since your current ones need replacing.

[eleventhcaptain]

[Kenpachi watches Rukia for a moment before frowning.] I ain't your Captain.

[He made no move for the bag.]

[snowwhitesoul]

Your rank should still be respected.

[Because that's the way it was in Soul Society - the strongest achieved the highest ranks. A military thrived on its strength and Zaraki Kenpachi was strong.

And you're also a little bit terrifying. Addressing you so formally is a good way to assure she doesn't step on toes.]

[eleventhcaptain]

[He considers her for a moment before nodding and taking the bag pulling it towards him.] Fine. Thanks.

[There's a long pause as he looks through it, finding and blanket and wrapping himself in it.]

You ain't so bad. Your brother's a prick though.

[snowwhitesoul]

[aljsdlfjalsjffffffff

That's Rukia's spine snapping straight up in surprise. THATS HER BROTHER HOW DAREomgdontyellathimrukiawhatareyouthinking.

HE INSULTED NII-SAMA

Shutupdontsayanythingohgod.]

Th-Thank you, Taichou.

[As he digs a little deeper into the bag, there's some packages of jerky, bottles of water, and some fruit.]

[eleventhcaptain]

[He notices the silent freakout and smiles to himself, nodding at what's in the bag.]

It's the truth. You ain't a snob.

This is good. Thanks.

[snowwhitesoul]

[Well, when he says it like that... She bows her head, her spine straight again.]

Thank you, taichou. But Nii-sama is not a snob.

[He's emotionally dysfunctional. It runs in the family, you see.]

[eleventhcaptain]

Coulda fooled me. [So she does have spine. Atta girl. You get a look of approval.]

[snowwhitesoul]

Nii-sama conducts himself as his station begets him to.

[Look of approval or not, Rukia had the benefit of perspective. She'd been both the street urchin and the noble lady and had endured the rigors of training and expectations levied upon nobility. Everything, from how you sat, how you ate, how you breathed had standards.]