[week 26, day 7 | video]
[The video flicks to life as its owner spins it around, examining the engraved letters on the back.] Hitomi?
[He shakes his head rotating it back around, not even noticing that it is recording at first. But the device is the least of his worries when surrounded by such beauty. Though considering what happened last time the setting changed he should probably be more concerned than he is. For some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to worry too much about this place.] They really seem to have outdone themselves this time haven’t they?
[He shrugs slightly, a faint smile lifting the corners of his lips as a vibrant blue and pink butterfly flutters past. His first thought is that Rangiku would like to see it… and that’s when it finally occurs to him that in the wonderment of this place he hadn’t realized he couldn’t feel her. Or Renji or… anyone. That makes his brows knit tighter, deep blue gaze focusing on the device in his hand, eyes more alert than they’d been a moment ago, almost as a dreamer upon waking. It is beautiful here but there is danger in giving yourself over to this kind of ethereal tranquility, a loss of self and that worries him enough to have him pushing to his feet. He needs to get out of here to somewhere that isn’t bursting so full of spiritual energy that he can’t sense anything.] Abarai-kun, where are you? And Matsumoto-san… we should explore these new changes but I cannot even sense your reiatsu here.
Is everyone else okay? Shimizu-san? Meguro-san? Miss Talbot? At least we seem to be ourselves this time.
[He shakes his head rotating it back around, not even noticing that it is recording at first. But the device is the least of his worries when surrounded by such beauty. Though considering what happened last time the setting changed he should probably be more concerned than he is. For some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to worry too much about this place.] They really seem to have outdone themselves this time haven’t they?
[He shrugs slightly, a faint smile lifting the corners of his lips as a vibrant blue and pink butterfly flutters past. His first thought is that Rangiku would like to see it… and that’s when it finally occurs to him that in the wonderment of this place he hadn’t realized he couldn’t feel her. Or Renji or… anyone. That makes his brows knit tighter, deep blue gaze focusing on the device in his hand, eyes more alert than they’d been a moment ago, almost as a dreamer upon waking. It is beautiful here but there is danger in giving yourself over to this kind of ethereal tranquility, a loss of self and that worries him enough to have him pushing to his feet. He needs to get out of here to somewhere that isn’t bursting so full of spiritual energy that he can’t sense anything.] Abarai-kun, where are you? And Matsumoto-san… we should explore these new changes but I cannot even sense your reiatsu here.
Is everyone else okay? Shimizu-san? Meguro-san? Miss Talbot? At least we seem to be ourselves this time.