Comments | xi_rpg: I don't need you in my ear [Partially open]

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I don't need you in my ear [Partially open]

Jan 21, 2010 10:13

Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki (Open to Clint or anyone who hears the LOUD NOISES)
Location: B45
Time: Rukia's arrival date.
Content: A somewhat jet-lagged and ever so slightly jittery Rukia seeks out a familiar face. A somewhat irritated Ichigo wants to know about her vanishing act. YELLING HAPPENS.
Format: Third.
Warnings: Language. ( Read more... )

!!completed, ichigo kurosaki

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maskfifteen January 21 2010, 10:27:05 UTC

[He'd never admit it, not as long as he lived, but Ichigo really was relieved to hear her voice again and know she was alright. There really were a helluva lot of questions he needed to ask, and he was still angry at her, but deciphering that letter had taken a lot of the wind out of his sails.

Deciding she didn't quite deserve a smiling face, and going too grumpy was probably too much for the situation, Ichigo just put himself into a neutral look (that just so happened to look angry because that IS his neutral look) and went to open the door for her.]

Yo.

danceswithsnow January 21 2010, 10:46:00 UTC

[She looked up at him- damn him, it looked like he'd grown a couple of inches- and offered him a smile of relief. He was frowning. That was OK; Ichigo always frowned. She would have thought she was experiencing sleep deprivation induced hallucinations if he'd been wearing any other expression.]

Hi.

maskfifteen January 21 2010, 10:49:37 UTC

[And she looked just as short as ever. And obnoxious. And... dammit, relieving. There was no way he'd ever admit THIS, either, but some part of him missed having her around. At least he never had to worry for needing someone to talk to, even if she'd blackmailed him and run out without warning and (sort of) without any parting words.]

You look beat. [He moved out the way and gestured vaguely toward his bed.] Go sit down. We'll probably be talking a while here and I don't want you passing out on your feet.

danceswithsnow January 21 2010, 11:07:34 UTC

[She mustered up just enough energy to look irritated at his comment- even if it was true.]

You try flying half way across the world and looking fresh as a daisy afterwards.

[Oh god that bed looked inviting though. Not waiting for him to take his words back, she all but fell onto his bed, leaving her shoes at the door outside his room.]

Your old bed was comfier.

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