[The angle of the camera is positioned in such a way that deciphering how it was being held was next to impossible. On the screen, visible in the bottom left corner, you could see a swatch of bright fuchsia fabric. The rest of the screen, however, was completely filled with a seemingly urban neighborhood.]
I.. happy... Rangiku?
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Ky-Kyouraku?
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You... sound... Jyuu.. kittybear.
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Up to your usual antics, I see, Kyouraku.
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I guess... could say that.. *hic* what's.. name...? kittybear
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It's Ukitake. You haven't forgotten, I hope.
[Notices that the whoozit is still there.]
Ah...you're being nibbled, Kyouraku.
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You're not.. Jyuushiro... I could have sworn I heard 'em.
[Reaching his arm out toward the Whoozit, he begins stroking its bright yellow fur to show that he's friendly.]
Are you going to be the one to tell me where the hell I am?
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Come find me? You say that *hic* as if you know what's going on here. Where are you? Better yet... where am I?
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We're in Adstringendum, I'm afraid. I'll give you the details later.
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[His face disappears from the screen. He's fallen back on his back and is now looking up at the sky, waiting for Ukitake to take him to the hospital.]
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Patience, Kyouraku. I'll get there when I get there.
[He leaves the house and is on his waaaay!]
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I guess I should switch this thing off, huh Kittybear?
[He sits up and rubs his head. The concrete doesn't do anything good for his back or shoulders. He reaches over and grabs his PCD, looking for an off button.]
K. Here it is...
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Still conscious?
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If you could even call it that. I think I drank too much Jyuu..
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[Ukitake helps Shunsui up, slinging one of the man's arms around his shoulders and helping him stand. This is second nature to Ukitake, after all.]
I think you would be correct.
[They start their slow trek to the clinic.]
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[He hadn't been this drunk in a while, but he was starting to think that maybe whatever had just happened to him had maybe amplified the affects of his intoxication. Hoping the walk wouldn't take that long, he decided it was a good time to ask questions.]
So, how long you been here?
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