Silver nights and smoky days, and miracles woven anew...

[lionessofwinter]

[A wooden bokken in hand, Ru-taichou runs through the motions of a kata; feet sliding smoothly through the stances, arms swinging to strike an invisible opponent. A sharp exhale on each blow, sharpening the strike. Her singular bang is plastered to her forehead, evidence of the several hours of practice she's spent out here.

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Comments

[returntohalcyon]

[That...is awesome.]

Woah! Rukia-san can do that sort of thing?

[returntohalcyon]

Mmhmm! Maybe I can think up a chart for what everyone tastes like.

[and a majority of the flavors will be terrible Hime/Ran preferred things]

[lionessofwinter]

[Have a raised brow.]

Thats a lot of people.

[returntohalcyon]

Hmm...Yeah it'd probably take up a good chunk of my time.

[lionessofwinter]

You'd...have to keep it small, I guess?

[Don't mind her, Hime, she's just rolling with the conversation here.]

[returntohalcyon]

Mmm, maybe just the people I know pretty well!

[That's okay she appreciates it]

[lionessofwinter]

I guess they'd be the easiest to decide a...flavor for?

[returntohalcyon]

Yeah, yeah, makes sense.

[lionessofwinter]

...

Ichigo would be red peppers, he loves those.

[returntohalcyon]

Really? He never told me that.

I was going to say strawberries. [predictable but still poking fun at him]

[lionessofwinter]

You'd call him strawberries if you wanted to see him turn into one from indignation.

[returntohalcyon]

But it's so funny when he gets red like that though. I just can't help it sometimes~

[lionessofwinter]

Its adorable to see him flustered.

[returntohalcyon]

It just makes that funny grumpy face all the better.

[lionessofwinter]

...I like it when he smiles more.

[returntohalcyon]

[nods] Mmm, Ichigo does have a nice smile...