Log; Ongoing

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When; September 19 (what might have been day)
Rating; PG?
Characters; Rangiku, Sands and possibly Veronica (later if she wants ^^)
Summary; Sands keeps finding Rangiku in the oddest places and circumstances.
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Rangiku’s barely visible under the foliage of a large flowering bush. All that can seen of her is a pair of ice blue eyes peering out from behind the large, dark green leaves. She’s spent her day hiding out in the garden, moving from one spot to another to keep from being found. Unlike normal, she's thin; too thin, and has the look of a woman used one time too many. Her eyes are dull, her hair hanging in lank strands around her dirty face.

Every noise makes her tense up, ready to move away, but she told him she’d be here. She's sure he'll look. If he can find her, she's willing to do as he asks, no matter what it might be.

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He opts not to break her brain any more today then he has to. So pointing out that she's said it a thousand times by now is decided against.
"It's a common last name, sugar butt."

Coming to the building they share he holds the door open for her with a smile. Sands isn't taking his attention off her long enough for her to make a break for it.

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She snorts and glowers. "Don't call me that," was a soft mutter from her lips as she passes him and enters the building, pausing for only a moment at the closed space. She turns enough to glance back over her shoulder at the outside, knowing if she was going to try and leave, now was the time.

Her body moves to turn, only to find him in her path.

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He laughs at that. It's good to hear her familiar complaint about his nick name for her. She's still Rangiku.
When she's obviously planning to run for it he smiles holding a lollipop.

"Now now. You don't wanna do that. It's not safe out there and you'll hurt my feelings if you leave now."
He takes her hand again and leads her up the stairs.

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Frankly, she's not worried about hurting his feelings, but she has little choice but to follow him. Her free hand works the sucker in and out of her mouth, the show vaguely obscene without it being intended as such. There's a sense of familiarity as she crosses into his apartment, which sets her a little more at ease, but she still remains watchful.

As she moves to sit on the couch, El jumps up and settles on her lap with a loud purr. Her hand strokes soft fur as she looks up at Sands.

"Happy now? I'm here."

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Sands is concentrating on the way she works that sucker so hard he runs smack into the wall as they turn a corner. Recovering quickly he has the guilty look of a house cat that silently insists no one saw a thing and that was obviously some other cat.

He sets the pillow case still full of fruit and bread beside her.
"I'm on the verge of doing the Snoppy dance. Veronica!"
Sands stays between Ran and the door until his assistant comes in.