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When; April 8th, a bit later in the evening.
Rating; PG-13ish for fighting
Characters; Kuchiki Rukia![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
juicebox_woes, Di Roy tiburonoculto, and a bit of Shihouin Yoruichi goddes_of_flash
Summary; Di Roy thinks he can take advantage of the unseated shinigami's mental state. However, he underestimates what a powerful tool heartache can be.
Log;
She sighed as she sat on the edge of the sand, watching the water slide in and out, pushing wafting chunks of white foam up with it. As the orange ball of the sun sank slowly into the water, she tried to avoid remarking to herself that she should bring him here. Afterall...he wasn't here anymore. Rukia sighed again, hands caressing the comforting smoothness of Sode no Shirayuki's hilt. At least now, the pain was starting to dull, to turn itself back into that dull and raw ache that she was accustomed to. Maybe it was Hitsugaya-taichou's words that had helped, maybe she'd just needed time for things to sink in. Either way, at least this pain was something she knew how to deal with.
Rating; PG-13ish for fighting
Characters; Kuchiki Rukia
juicebox_woes, Di Roy tiburonoculto, and a bit of Shihouin Yoruichi goddes_of_flashSummary; Di Roy thinks he can take advantage of the unseated shinigami's mental state. However, he underestimates what a powerful tool heartache can be.
Log;
She sighed as she sat on the edge of the sand, watching the water slide in and out, pushing wafting chunks of white foam up with it. As the orange ball of the sun sank slowly into the water, she tried to avoid remarking to herself that she should bring him here. Afterall...he wasn't here anymore. Rukia sighed again, hands caressing the comforting smoothness of Sode no Shirayuki's hilt. At least now, the pain was starting to dull, to turn itself back into that dull and raw ache that she was accustomed to. Maybe it was Hitsugaya-taichou's words that had helped, maybe she'd just needed time for things to sink in. Either way, at least this pain was something she knew how to deal with.