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[ashesandpearls]

[The clock turns midnight, and all seems to be normal in the apartment of the two shinigami who sleep with their reiatsu tightly banked. But when Hitsugaya wakes up in the morning - far earlier than his lieutenant - he notices immediately that something is different. The reiatsu which is normally banked has changed - it no longer feels like his

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[mikangirl]

[Someone's already in Good Spirits. Raiding the alcohol supply.]

[ashesandpearls]

[She likes the way you think, fellow if-slightly-darker redhead. By this time, she's figured out where they stash the sake.

She reaches out for a glass and pours herself a generous portion?]

Nice weather.

[Only in Luceti can two words have so many shades of meaning.]

[mikangirl]

Better than last week's. [Your voice, it is vaguely familiar. But only enough for Nami to glance at her curiously, before smiling and nodding at the sake.] Mind pouring me one?

[ashesandpearls]

Not at all. [She pours the other redhead a normal-sized portion, the movements elegant and hinting of ceremony.] It's a good day for a drink.

[mikangirl]

I'll say. [And she'll take that with a murmured thank you. Never mind the empty glasses to her left, she's clearly in a mixing and matching mood.]

So. Is the world upside down for you too?

[ashesandpearls]

[Rangiku lifts the glass up so that the liquid inside it catches the light.] Mmmm, maybe a bit more sideways.

[She downs that glass in one long gulp.] But I haven't had as much to drink yet.

[She inclines her head.] Matsumoto Rangiku.

[mikangirl]

Nami. [And downing hers the same.]

We've spoken before, haven't we?

[ashesandpearls]

[Rangiku pours them both another drink, vaguely impressed with the other woman's manner.]

Once, I believe. About someone with a straw hat. [She gives Nami a concerned look.] Did you ever find out what happened?

[mikangirl]

Ah. Yeah. I did. The Malnosso took him. He's back now. [Said in weary sort of and we get used to these things much as we hate them kind of voice.]

[ashesandpearls]

I see. [Her gaze is kind and without pity.] I'm glad that he was returned. Safely enough, I hope?

[mikangirl]

...he looks fine.

[This is never a good sign.]

[ashesandpearls]

Mmmm. [She says nothing more, merely refilling both their glasses.]

[mikangirl]

Thanks. [And she'll raise her glass in a silent toast, before downing it in much the same fashion.]

So how long have you been in Luceti?

[ashesandpearls]

Not very long. A few months now. [She eddies her glass a little before following suit, draining the alcohol.] It's a surprisingly pleasant place for a glorified internment camp. Busy too. But I could do without last week's entertainment and this week's... alterations.

[mikangirl]

Yeah? Know anyone who's suddenly a woman?

[ashesandpearls]

[And she sporffles.]

No! But if I haven't, I think I should!