Log: Ongoing

[juicebox-woes.livejournal.com]

When; Sat night
Rating; R for violence
Characters; Kuchiki Rukia juicebox_woes, Kurosaki Ichigo strawberried, Inoue Orihime soten_kisshun, Di Roy tiburonoculto, Hirako Shinji orthodontic, maybe more.
Summary; It's the vailent rescue effort jo!
Log;

Pain was all she felt at first, violet eyes slitting open momentarily before they clenched shut with a wince at the pain that lanced through her skull at the dim light. Biting back a groan of pain, Rukia simply let herself lay on the hard floor, trying to make sense of her surroundings. Her head ached, her ribs burned, and her vision was hazy. She could tell it was a room of some sort, with hard floor and fairly sparse furnishing. But other then that, she didnt really know.

Where...where am I?

Comments

[strawberried.livejournal.com]

Ichigo didn't waste a single moment. Unlike before, when he was still scrambling to find out where Rukia was, where the hell she was, he knew exactly where to go. Now that he had some direction -- from Ishida, somehow -- it wasn't hard pinpointing her reiatsu. Her. He followed that trail far more than he did the map in his mind -- otherwise, he'd get himself lost, and that was the last thing he needed.

Room 67. Ichigo didn't hesitate in kicking the door down. He had only one thing on his mind, and it wasn't to worry about offending the occupants. Zangetsu already unsheathed, his reiatsu rolling off him in raging waves, he stepped into the room, eyes narrowed at the scene before him.

Rukia! He didn't realize that he'd said her name out loud -- shouted it, really. But it didn't matter, because she wasn't dead, and he wasn't too late, and that bastard was still here, and he wasn't going to screw it up this time.

His brow set in a hard line. "Bankai."