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[ryuutchi]

Karin paced the kitchen, glaring out the window at the failing light of the afternoon-- her brother had been doing his very best to avoid her, and she wasn't going to stand for it much longer. If she had to, she'd cut class and track him down at his school. As it was, she was missing soccer practice in order to try and track him down. If he was

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[incandescens]

The front door bell rings.

Can't be Ichigo; he wouldn't ring the front door bell, after all.

[ryuutchi]

Karin grumbles, but puts on her best caring-nurse expression and goes to answer the door. "Hello, welcome to the Kurosaki Clini-- Rukia-san," she realizes who is standing at the door halfway through the standard greeting. "Are you looking for Ichi-nii? He's not home." The words come out as more of a grumble than she intends.

[incandescens]

Rukia smiles brightly. "Actually, I was looking for you, Kurosaki-san," she chirps, in her best impersonation of a sparkly shoujo schoolgirl. "May I come in?"

[ryuutchi]

"Me?" Karin steps away from the door, gesturing for Rukia to come in. "Would you like something to drink?" she asks politely.