An Angel & A Shinigami Walk Into a Bar † Audio

[wingsofsilver]

[The audio, like so many things, begins abruptly.]

-should’ve figured one of you guys would show up. I was just about to put the word out. [The first to speak is Gin, his voice getting increasingly louder as he comes back to where he left the guide. Contrary to his usually dry tone, he sounds rather somber at the moment.]

[The answering voice is

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[curious_copycat]

[She'd noticed a hole, so to speak, in the telepathic fabric of the Thor... A mind she'd been used to, relied on... But it doesn't make hearing it any easier.]

He's...

Mr. Jushiro's really gone...?

[wingsofsilver]

[Crap.

Gin heaves a sigh.] Yeah, it looks like it.

[curious_copycat]

[She heaves in a breath, and it's a little shivery, as if it's trying to become a sob.]

He's right--the other person talking... Jushiro's strong. He'll be okay.

...

I'll miss him...

[wingsofsilver]

[Oh god, nope. Nope. He cannot handle this. Crying women is his absolute limit because he just cannot deal with them. This is Gin falling silent and putting a hand over his face because he has now been reduced to an awkward lump of social failure.]

[ofnoblemind]

[...Welp.]

This is an unfortunate loss.

[Because, you know, Ukitake is actually really powerful.]

[wingsofsilver]

Don't let your emotions rush out all at once now. [Wait no, bad Gin, we don't want them emotional.]

[ofnoblemind]

Would you rather I said nothing?

[wingsofsilver]

I'd rather you did something besides- [... shit. Gin takes an audible breath and tries again.] forget it. I'm saying shit I don't want to.

[supersedure]

[ Well, not like she hadn't already been able to tell. ]

[supersedure]

What about the cats?

[ miss Tact is here ladies and gentlemen.

sad thing is, she doesn't mean bad. how does she emotion? ]

1/2

[trickstermentor]

2/2

[trickstermentor]

The cats are still here.

[goneonenight]

[It's just as well that the post is voice only, because the shock and dismay on Yoruichi's face is far more than she'd care to share with the ship at large]

[Ukitake had been the first person from home she'd seen here, and he'd been a welcome source of support in those first difficult weeks. Here, she'd reconnected with him without the distraction of war, without the gulf of adulthood standing between them, and he'd gone from a good friend to family, one of the few she had on the ship. And as Kisuke said, he'd been here so long she'd been lulled into complacency, never allowing herself to think he'd be one of those taken.]

[She should say something. Tell Gin she's sorry, see if he needs help with the cats...but she's not up for it now. So she sets the Guide down and curls up on the couch, the sounds and sights of the TV show she'd been watching not even registering anymore.]

[text- Ginnosukem filter]

[trickstermentor]

Please don't check the network, I have some rather bad news I'd rather deliver in person

Re: [text- Ginnosukem filter]

[goneonenight]

[She wouldn't have looked, but the Guide's beeping meant it was Kisuke on their private filter. She responds without thinking.]

Too late.

Re: [text- Ginnosukem filter]

[trickstermentor]

I'm so sorry, Yoruichi. I'll be home soon.

Do you want anything?

[face_kick]

I see. [This explains some things. More than it doesn't. Still sad though...]

[trickstermentor]

My apologies that you had to find out this way, Kuchiki-san.

[face_kick]

There are worse ways, I suppose.

Besides, I quite agree that it would take rather more than this to keep Captain Ukitake gone for long.

[trickstermentor]

That is true; people have a habit of making grand re-entrances around here.

[...just none of the people he's grown fond of then lost. Alas.]

I am sure Ukitake-san will be quite alright. After all, there's a good outcome to go back to from what I understand.