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[When the video starts, it's not immediately clear what the camera's focused on. It's white, whatever it is, and after a moment, it becomes obvious that the NV's moving. The dull, muffled sound of footsteps can be heard if one listens hard enough, a kind of steady rhythm that hints at pacing. A few seconds of white and the camera shifts, a blur of more white that finally settles on Ichigo's scowling face.
From this position, it's easy to see the room behind him. White, just like his clothes, too neat, and sparsely furnished, like something that hasn't been lived in for very long. There a small collection of junk - a water bottle, a watch, a paperback, a couple pens, and a notebook - on the dresser, and each time he walks past it, the junk rattles as his reiatsu lashes against it. Ichigo is, very obviously, none too pleased about something.
After another circuit of the room, he looks as if he's finally about to say whatever it is that's on his mind. His eyes narrow on the NV and he opens his mouth.]
I...
[He pauses for a moment, clearly uncertain. Closing his mouth, he shakes his head and looks away. A second passes before he glances back at the NV, snorts in disgust, and turns it off. Whatever it is that's bothering him (and Luppi ought to have a pretty good idea), he's evidently not ready to talk about it.]
From this position, it's easy to see the room behind him. White, just like his clothes, too neat, and sparsely furnished, like something that hasn't been lived in for very long. There a small collection of junk - a water bottle, a watch, a paperback, a couple pens, and a notebook - on the dresser, and each time he walks past it, the junk rattles as his reiatsu lashes against it. Ichigo is, very obviously, none too pleased about something.
After another circuit of the room, he looks as if he's finally about to say whatever it is that's on his mind. His eyes narrow on the NV and he opens his mouth.]
I...
[He pauses for a moment, clearly uncertain. Closing his mouth, he shakes his head and looks away. A second passes before he glances back at the NV, snorts in disgust, and turns it off. Whatever it is that's bothering him (and Luppi ought to have a pretty good idea), he's evidently not ready to talk about it.]