[dream] Week 5; Day 1
Rin was recovering and Rukia had overexerted herself in taking care of her friend. But now was the time for sleep and it definitely came swiftly.
Today was a good day. It was very much unlike the others, but good nonetheless.
Rukia sat on a windowsill. Raven colored hair lightly blowing from the breeze that came in through the window. Purple eyes glistened with joy. Her fingers twitched with delight.
Something so simple could bring so much joy.
There was never a care in the world when she possessed it.
And it was all hers for the taking.
She was determined this time. Even though she was excited, she could feel a ping of frustration following through her; Rukia also considered it her enemy.
Difficult to deal with.
Mocked you (?) when you took the wrong course of action.
An ally, but one sometimes, she could do without.
And of course, this had to be one of the few times Ichigo decided not to be around. She would have to do this herself.
Focused eyes flickered with a strong burning passion.
“I will defeat you.”
Yes, Mr. Juicebox, Rukia would be claiming her victory over you for the first time.
She turned slightly, not fully waking up from her dream. The sense of determination still lingered on her features.
Today was a good day. It was very much unlike the others, but good nonetheless.
Rukia sat on a windowsill. Raven colored hair lightly blowing from the breeze that came in through the window. Purple eyes glistened with joy. Her fingers twitched with delight.
Something so simple could bring so much joy.
There was never a care in the world when she possessed it.
And it was all hers for the taking.
She was determined this time. Even though she was excited, she could feel a ping of frustration following through her; Rukia also considered it her enemy.
Difficult to deal with.
Mocked you (?) when you took the wrong course of action.
An ally, but one sometimes, she could do without.
And of course, this had to be one of the few times Ichigo decided not to be around. She would have to do this herself.
Focused eyes flickered with a strong burning passion.
“I will defeat you.”
Yes, Mr. Juicebox, Rukia would be claiming her victory over you for the first time.
She turned slightly, not fully waking up from her dream. The sense of determination still lingered on her features.