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WHO: Hanatarou Yamada, Rukia Kuchiki [closed] F I N I S H E D
WHAT: First meetings should go smoother, shouldn't they?
WHERE: Between work and home.
WHEN: Day 85 (late night//after incident)
"Yes of course! I'm almost there. I will call you again when I get there safely. No it's ok please don't worry about me I'll be fine!." Click! Shutting his phone Hanatarou hurried along his way to work. First black outs, then disappearances and now someone was video taping murders? This town was nothing like home. The most awful thing he could recall ever happening at home was when his brother had to go to jail. This place was just so dark. Everyone seemed angry or sad most of the time. The most he could do was help where he could and just stay out of the way of more useful people.
"Brrt Brrt Brrt"
The phone let out a vibration that made Hanatarou hop mid run with a yelp. No that wasn't another phone call. HE WAS LATE. Lee-sensei would be more then a little angry if he was late...AGAIN.
In such a hurry the young man wasn't even paying attention to his feet or the curb. Naturally at that speed his body flew, landed in a tuck and rolled several feet.
WHAT: First meetings should go smoother, shouldn't they?
WHERE: Between work and home.
WHEN: Day 85 (late night//after incident)
"Yes of course! I'm almost there. I will call you again when I get there safely. No it's ok please don't worry about me I'll be fine!." Click! Shutting his phone Hanatarou hurried along his way to work. First black outs, then disappearances and now someone was video taping murders? This town was nothing like home. The most awful thing he could recall ever happening at home was when his brother had to go to jail. This place was just so dark. Everyone seemed angry or sad most of the time. The most he could do was help where he could and just stay out of the way of more useful people.
"Brrt Brrt Brrt"
The phone let out a vibration that made Hanatarou hop mid run with a yelp. No that wasn't another phone call. HE WAS LATE. Lee-sensei would be more then a little angry if he was late...AGAIN.
In such a hurry the young man wasn't even paying attention to his feet or the curb. Naturally at that speed his body flew, landed in a tuck and rolled several feet.