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[rukongaiwhore]

[Ashido had not visited in a while, and Renji didn't know about the other's transfer to the Sixth division under Byakuya. Worried about his friend, who had done so much for him, the redhead was making his way towards the Seireitei border

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[pineapplehitman]

Wouldn't try it 'f I were you.

Shinigami ain't nuthin' but trouble.

[rukongaiwhore]

I know. I just need t'see someone.

[pineapplehitman]

[sigh] Well, ya could at least try not ta act like yer sneakin' in.

Look, if yer gonna sneak inta somewhere, ya gotta walk in like ya own the place. An' those clothes stick out like a sore thumb--this place grants wishes, so wish yerself up a more convincin' outfit.

[rukongaiwhore]

I don't wanna bring anyone trouble.

...I can't. That would be against the law.

[daffodils_lieut]

You don't bother to say "Excuse Me". You just walk in.

[rukongaiwhore]

Ain't riskin' gettin' killed.

[daffodils_lieut]

Well, you sure have a good chance of not getting killed when you look like one of the captains or lieutenants in that place.

[rukongaiwhore]

That's what I was hopin'.

[11th_kitty]

*Here's a Grimmjow wearing a Shinigami uniform leaning against the wall.* Yeah?

[rukongaiwhore]

I'm lookin' fer Ashido. He's in first.

[11th_kitty]

Don' know anyone like 'at...ya might have better luck inside, though.

[rukongaiwhore]

Yeah. Can I come in?

/writes too much

[oneremaining]

[Being stripped of his duties by his new taichou, Ashido had expected to have more time on his hands than he knew what to do with. Instead, Byakuya had chosen to keep him busy. Menial tasks. The most basic of basics. Something in him resented it- he was not incompetent. He could do his job. Otherwise, he almost welcomed the distraction

<3

[rukongaiwhore]

[Renji notices the other - and unfortunately at the worst possible time. He can see that Ashido saw him, yet now the guy looks like he's trying to find a place to hide...?

There was a dull pain somewhere that he couldn't quite place, and his dark-red eyes narrowed. Watching Ashido, he then awkwardly raised his hand in a half-hearted wave.

Didn't the other recognize him? Didn't he want to recognize him?]

Ashido...?

[oneremaining]

[There was no way he could simply pretend he hadn't seen Renji, and leaving now without speaking to him... No, that would do more harm than good.

Hesitating, he approaches the other, a deep-rooted guilt bubbling up under the surface.]

Renji. [Awkward silence. Not the comfortable awkward that they had grown used to. Not any more.] ...Why are you here?

[rukongaiwhore]

[He stares at the other, not sure what to say at all. Had Rukia been right, all along? That Ashido was just using him, and now that he was not living with him any more, he didn't want anything to do with Renji?

The awkward silence was nearly painful, and he grit his teeth slightly at the other's words.]

What do ya think? I wanted t'see ya!