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[mala_suerte]

[ how did this conversation end up on the network? hangover, probably. ]

yoruichisan, sweetest wine i ever had. will have you on mind every time i drink. thanks again.
--m.i.

Hoh~ So you'll feel intoxicated every time you think of me? I can’t think of a better compliment.
--Yoruichi

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[sweetlyangelic]

can i try the wine?

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[mala_suerte]

Plenty left, so sure.

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[sweetlyangelic]

where are u

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[mala_suerte]

3-24!

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[sweetlyangelic]

see u there.

[acctioonn???]

[mala_suerte]

[ yep! ]

door's unlocked

[sweetlyangelic]

k.

[after a while (because she's on the eighth floor), she enters his apartment with no "hello" or "excuse me" because what is manners?]

[mala_suerte]

[ he's got a bit of a hangover, but then again people bursting into rooms is nothing new with his division

and then ikkaku's going into the fridge for the bottle and a cup. ]

Yo.

[sweetlyangelic]

Hi, what's up?

[mala_suerte]

Not too much, actually. 'M Ikkaku.

[sweetlyangelic]

Stocking.

[plops herself on the couch.]

[mala_suerte]

[ geez, princess much? it's a good thing he's used to this kinda thing ]

Sure you're old enough to drink?

[ aaand pours ]

[sweetlyangelic]

Of course. I've been to dance clubs several times.

[mala_suerte]

Mm, yeah. Exact same thing.

[ NOT THAT HE'S GOT PROBLEMS WITH UNDERAGE DRINKING ]

[sweetlyangelic]

So what's your story? A samurai, I'm guessing?

[mala_suerte]

Soul reaper, actually. Sendin' ghosts to the afterlife. That stuff.

How 'bout you?