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hereByakuya entered the spa in a somewhat less grand manner than normal; he felt deflated, due to the unpleasant business that had been occurring all day. But, then again, that was why he was here, was it not? To release some of that stress. He wouldn't be able to function, otherwise... and the next - or, rather, the FIRST - task he'd set
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Ururu was the first into the store, coupons still clutched in her hand. The first thing she noticed, of course, was the absence of her caretaker; that took priority over anything else. But there were other people there, any of whom might have seen Kisuke-san. The only problem was that one was a shinigami, and he looked mad.
So the little girl decided to wait until the others got there too. Rukia-san could tell her who Cranky-san was at least. And the new room was nice; the colors were pretty, and it smelled good. Ururu decided Kisuke-san might like it there, and definitely would have to ask about him.
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Today didn't seem like it was going to go well either.
Ururu paused, however, seeing how uncomfortable Rukia-san suddenly was. Maybe it had something to do with the other shinigami. The smaller girl went over to the woman, wanting to help at least a little.
"Are you okay, Rukia-san?" Ururu tilted her head to the side. "You look nervous now."
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Squatting down in front of Ururu, she asked, "Why don't I try to find Urahara for you right now? This will be much faster than looking for him all day." She had pretty well exhausted herself late last night, casting a strong binding spell on the dementor, then helping Sora kill the mimic that had attacked Renji, but it seemed silly not to just look for Urahara's spirit thread. He would stand out, she was sure.
She steadied herself on the door frame and closed her eyes, preparing to look for the shopkeeper.
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Then Rukia-san made her offer, and Ururu nodded rather quickly. Faster was good, and Ururu liked good. "Thank you, Rukia-san. I'd really appreciate it." Maybe when they got back home, she could talk to Kisuke-san about giving Rukia-san a special discount for being helpful.
When Rukia moved, so did Ururu, watching the shinigami carefully, and waiting to see what she found out.
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That hadn't taken long. He returned to the girls, one of them now leaning on the door frame. She was using some kind of magic, that much he could tell, though the details of it escaped him. He pretended not to notice though, as usual. He simply walked over, a smile on his lips. "I found out a little bit about these coupons, I bet we could get a fair price for them." Or at least he assumed so. For a pass that could be used for such varied services, though he didn't know the value of a dollar, seemed to him that it would be a fair amount.
"Any luck on your end?"
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"Thank you." The girl looked up at Rukia-san for a moment, tilting her head to the side. She stepped closer to the shinigami, and reached up to put a hand on the woman's cheek. That's when Fai.-san returned, and Ururu looked up at the man in concern. "I think we should go now. Rukia-san's nose doesn't like the smells here."
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It irritated him that he couldn't pinpoint what the ability was. Had she been looking for someone? It wasn't all that uncommon of a spell. Perhaps she just wasn't terribly good with it? Though he wasn't sure that was it either.
"So what's the plan ladies?" he asked earnestly. He was eager to visit more of the shops and see if anyone had seen his friends.
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Spotting a box of tissues on the counter nearby, Rukia took one and blotted her nose. She nodded to Fai and headed back out onto the street.
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