Fourth Dance
[Rukia’s managed to resist the new memories so far. The nature of what was coming only caused her to resist with every fiber of her being, forgoing sleep for the past night for fear of being overtaken by the memories. But it is, in the end, a losing battle. Her fears have become realized.
She stands with a decidedly un-Rukia like expression, her eyes narrowed and her mouth curved into a smirk. She stares at the Sphere with a look of maliciousness and sinister amusement. Though nothing physically has changed, there’s something inhuman to the way her dark smile doesn’t waver.]
There are so many souls to choose from… I hardly know where to start. I’m so hungry! Ha!
[She lets out a low, dark chuckle, the utmost amusement visible on her face. Those from her world would have little trouble seeing the Hollow in her actions, now free to do as it pleased.]
She stands with a decidedly un-Rukia like expression, her eyes narrowed and her mouth curved into a smirk. She stares at the Sphere with a look of maliciousness and sinister amusement. Though nothing physically has changed, there’s something inhuman to the way her dark smile doesn’t waver.]
There are so many souls to choose from… I hardly know where to start. I’m so hungry! Ha!
[She lets out a low, dark chuckle, the utmost amusement visible on her face. Those from her world would have little trouble seeing the Hollow in her actions, now free to do as it pleased.]