Seventh Dance

[chappi_fan]

[The sphere turns on by itself and catches Rukia in her room, clad in a long-sleeved plaid pajama top and pants. With her brows furrowed in deep thought and a touch of concern, she's currently looking at her right arm- with the sleeve rolled up two slashes are visible on the skin, running across the back of her bicep. While not severely deep, it's

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[oliverplus]

[ooc: SO LATE! And tagging will be really slow. Sorry ;____;]

Rukia! Not you, too!?

[chappi_fan]

[ooc: No worries! Don't worry about it- I'm probably going to be lagging these next few days, too.]

[She turns somewhat quickly in the direction of the sphere, then relaxes slightly.]

It seems to be similar to what happened to you. No... It is too much of a coincidence.

[oliverplus]

Damn right it is! Are you...all right? [his breath catches in the middle of speaking] Should I come...find you?

[chappi_fan]

[She's breathing heavier than normal herself, though not yet to where it breaks her sentences.]

There is no need, it is only minor. You also must not push yourself when you are in such a state.