Log: Ongoing

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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!
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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?

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Lying on her back, sticky wetness of blood oozing from cuts on her forehead where it had impacted the wall, Rukia didn't have the energy to even lift her head, though dark eyes stared up at Ichigo as the black blade of Zangetsu sliced easily through her attacker's arm.

It was....cold in here. And heavy. Well... the air seemed heavy. Made it hard to breathe. Her shoulder didn't really even hurt anymore, though the throbbing in the mangled remains of her limb was fading away to a strange numbness. She could still hear the pulsing beat of her heart, the slow trail of crimson fluid as it slipped in sanguine drops to join the growing puddle of red beneath her. Oh maybe that was why she couldn't seem to move. Too slippery.

Coughing slightly, she gagged on the blood in the back of her throat, likely from a punctured lung. Idiot. She wasn't going to thank him -- not that she didn't want to -- any more then she would have expected thanks from him. Besides death was fleeting in this place.

At least I get to see him before I die...

Another cough, thin crimson trail sliding from the corner of her mouth as she attempted a smile at him. It would be just like him to burst in here like this, making so much of a fuss over her again. Saving her again. She hated it when he did that. But she also loved it when he did that. A ragged breath and she tried to raise her head again, squinting through swollen lids and split lip.

"I..I..Idiot......"