005 :: \voice\
[the line clicks and scratches as a communicator accidentally switches on from a shove of an elbow. all is quiet except for the quiet susurrus of unimpeded motion, then: sandals, slapping in something wet. like a puddle. and a low, hollow, mean and empty laugh.]
--they don't make division captains like they used to, do they?
[a thump, muffled, and a scraping sound, as she shoves the body, sloppily, with one sandaled foot.]
... tch. I ain't cleanin' this up, he's all floppy ...
[static rustles as she pulls the communicator from her pocket.] --already on, huh.
[she laughs. it sounds more like a snort.]
Shinigami. I know you can hear this. Somebody just killed one of your comrades! Aren't you gonna take responsibility?
[from behind hiyori, something -- or someone -- rustles in movement. she sucks in a breath, spits out one more taunting sentence (the edges are rough as the sky spins around her, dizzily)--]
Better hurry.
[--air rushes in to fill the space she leaves behind. the transmission ends with the cheery sound of a location ping ... for a red zone.]
--they don't make division captains like they used to, do they?
[a thump, muffled, and a scraping sound, as she shoves the body, sloppily, with one sandaled foot.]
... tch. I ain't cleanin' this up, he's all floppy ...
[static rustles as she pulls the communicator from her pocket.] --already on, huh.
[she laughs. it sounds more like a snort.]
Shinigami. I know you can hear this. Somebody just killed one of your comrades! Aren't you gonna take responsibility?
[from behind hiyori, something -- or someone -- rustles in movement. she sucks in a breath, spits out one more taunting sentence (the edges are rough as the sky spins around her, dizzily)--]
Better hurry.
[--air rushes in to fill the space she leaves behind. the transmission ends with the cheery sound of a location ping ... for a red zone.]