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tampered2006-08-19 02:33 pm
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Log; Ongoing
When; August 19th
Rating; PG
Characters; Open to any and all Shinigami in the City
Summary; Rangiku wants to have a talk with her comrades
Log;
The sand was warm under Rangiku's feet as metal streaked over her head in a graceful arc. She had been lucky enough to find a spot she didn't think she could be spied on from any of the other ships near the area, but she didn't really mind if anyone saw her running her way through the various zanjutsu exercises that she'd learned and mastered so long ago. Her mind buzzed with Haineko's excitement at finally doing something, even if it was merely tedious forms. Privately, she wanted someone to spar with, but there were few in the city she'd allow herself to truly let loose with. Too few she trusted.
She'd spoken to Kira and Momo over the City's journal system and had asked them to join her in the fight against the city, but even now, she was having doubts. Doubts about the war Sands and the others were planning, doubts about herself being able to do all that everyone seemed to expect of her, doubts about everything.
The sleeves of her shihakushou fluttered around her as she sliced the zanpakutou down on an imaginary opponent. Somewhere inside, she wished there was something for the blade to bite into.
Rating; PG
Characters; Open to any and all Shinigami in the City
Summary; Rangiku wants to have a talk with her comrades
Log;
The sand was warm under Rangiku's feet as metal streaked over her head in a graceful arc. She had been lucky enough to find a spot she didn't think she could be spied on from any of the other ships near the area, but she didn't really mind if anyone saw her running her way through the various zanjutsu exercises that she'd learned and mastered so long ago. Her mind buzzed with Haineko's excitement at finally doing something, even if it was merely tedious forms. Privately, she wanted someone to spar with, but there were few in the city she'd allow herself to truly let loose with. Too few she trusted.
She'd spoken to Kira and Momo over the City's journal system and had asked them to join her in the fight against the city, but even now, she was having doubts. Doubts about the war Sands and the others were planning, doubts about herself being able to do all that everyone seemed to expect of her, doubts about everything.
The sleeves of her shihakushou fluttered around her as she sliced the zanpakutou down on an imaginary opponent. Somewhere inside, she wished there was something for the blade to bite into.