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[allthekeys]

Who: Ichigo, The Girl
Where: Red Bedroom
When: Night 003
What: Ichigo meets someone he probably wishes he hadn't.
Warnings: Creepy little kid.

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In the matter of a few, short moments, Ichigo was suddenly aware of the presence of people he was sure weren't there before. Though as quickly as their strange presence had appeared, it vanished - leaving a strange brush of familiarity in the back of his mind that caused his lips to curl in disapproval and his shoulders to bunch.

He knew this feeling. It was distant now and had been annoying on occasion. But he knew it, all the same. The presence he was aware of - it or they weren't human. They were ghosts, something he'd thought he'd never be able to see or feel again.

"This place," Ichigo murmured knowingly with the thought, the mahogany eyes lifting to study the hall he was moving down. His trek forward was slow and careful, his mind on edge - feeling for even the smallest flicker of something familiar almost eagerly. That flicker caught him a few moments later and he paused, head snapping towards the door of one of the rooms to stare at it intently for a moment. He spared himself a brief thought that maybe, he shouldn't chase

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"Hello, Ichigo." She smiled, turning to face him. On the table, the candle died again, then flickered to life, casting her face into shadow.

She slid out of the chair, taking two steps across the room towards him. "You're all locked up inside. Why?"

Screw you lj.

[deathbribes]

The rational thing to do in this situation, he knew, was probably to leave while he had the chance. Curiosity be damned, Rukia had told him this place was dangerous. And usually, when a stranger knows your name, something is wrong.

"Who are you," Ichigo demanded, still rooted in place even as she rose and began her approach. She was just a kid, he told himself, probably just a handful of years younger than Yuzu and Karin. Nothing too be worried about.

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She smiled, almost giggling. "I don't have one. That's funny, isn't it? What do you think I should be called?"

She stepped closer, keeping an even distance between them. He was special, almost as special as Luke. Different, like so few in the house were.

"Did you know there's a block in your head? It's quiet large, and behind it is things. Parts of you that you can't use anymore. Why is it locked away?"

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Some part of him told him to step back and away but another part reasoned she was just a kid - what hard could she really do?

"I don't kno-"

Her words struck something, something he'd buried away that brought forward a strange sense of vulnerability. "You don't know what you're talking about," Ichigo noted sharply, defensive suddenly at the idea that somebody he didn't know knew something they shouldn't have.