Jan 01, 2010 06:01
[Earlier in the evening, Byakuya had partaken of supper with a glass of water, tea being taken after the meal was complete.
Neither tasted odd, but after a cup or two he was feeling an odd desire to drink more of it.
That was five hours ago.
Right now there is a nobleman laid in the lobby of the hotel, because he fell over his own sword and forgot how to get up.]
[He's drunk as a skunk. Come and get him, open post is open.]
kuchiki byakuya