[Video/Morning/TYL Event]
[Well good morning, Promenade.
The door of the closet slides open and Rukia walks through it into the bedroom, a brief view of the bedroom beyond the little closet door disappearing as she closes it. She has that bleary, almost resentful look that everyone has upon first waking, her hair obviously not been in contact with a brush yet. She wanders over to the bunk bed that commands most of the space in the room and checks the bottom bunk for its occupant. Yep, there's Berryhead sprawled out with his sheets askew and limbs everywhere and snoring faintly but otherwise completely dead to the world. How unsurprising.
She shakes his shoulder until he at least opens his eyes and looks at her.]
Oy, wake up. We need to get going.
[She then vanishes back into her room and returns with a brushed head of hair twisted up from where it had brushed her shoulders. Again, she checks on Ichigo to make sure he's awake before she starts physically pulling him out of bed.]
Get up, you can nap in the afternoon when we get back.
The door of the closet slides open and Rukia walks through it into the bedroom, a brief view of the bedroom beyond the little closet door disappearing as she closes it. She has that bleary, almost resentful look that everyone has upon first waking, her hair obviously not been in contact with a brush yet. She wanders over to the bunk bed that commands most of the space in the room and checks the bottom bunk for its occupant. Yep, there's Berryhead sprawled out with his sheets askew and limbs everywhere and snoring faintly but otherwise completely dead to the world. How unsurprising.
She shakes his shoulder until he at least opens his eyes and looks at her.]
Oy, wake up. We need to get going.
[She then vanishes back into her room and returns with a brushed head of hair twisted up from where it had brushed her shoulders. Again, she checks on Ichigo to make sure he's awake before she starts physically pulling him out of bed.]
Get up, you can nap in the afternoon when we get back.