This is an HMD post for Kuchiki Rukia, currently played at gargleblasted. Please leave con-crit, plot ideas, or anything else of a relevant nature here.

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[Voice | Public]

[The journal catches a confused, skittering sound, as someone picks it up from where it landed when she fell. She's panting hard, since she's been running, but she's stopped.

There's a burst of static over the feed, a confused noise and then Rukia's voice, shouting out a spell, ending with--]

Red Fire Cannon!

[But nothing happens. Rukia gasps, curses, and there's another skitter and a burst of static as she dodges again.]

Still can't do spells! This town, so many monsters... Ah--!

[More static, with a barely discernible sound of a sword being drawn; and then Rukia yelling--attacking? In pain? Hard to tell with all that static--before the post ends in a burst of static, and nothing more.]

[Public | voice]

[Rukia sounds just like a very, very grateful kid on a holiday morning, what with all these presents. People got her things! When she wasn't expecting anything!]

Thank you all very much for the wonderful presents. And may you all have a happy Lunasa, here at the end of Hanami.

[private | standard security | voice]

[This time she sounds much more subdued. Pensive, almost melancholy. A big change from her bright shiny happiness a moment ago, though she wasn't faking the gratitude then, nor the despondency now.]

Another holiday season away from home again. I hope honorable brother is doing well...

[A sigh as she sets something down next to the journal, then a forced laugh.] Of course he will be. Besides, not as if I can go and check up on him. He wouldn't like it. The court martial aside.

Hmm, Lunasa now... and then Long Night, soon enough. I bet stores in Bellcius are already beginning to sell things for it. And then my birthday... Guess it's that season again.

Well! I got presents, I ought to make the most of them!

[Another thump and the journal cuts off]

Our missions aren't all going to be like that, are they?

Hm, suppose I better get used to this sort of trouble again, shouldn't I?

So. If you're hurt and haven't gotten yourself to the infirmary, make sure you get there before I catch up with you. Any questions?

...I've got one--had anyone seen my shoes anywhere? They're still missing after that blue... thing. Menace. Creature.

[Filter: Serenity]
[Rukia is still figuring out this brand-spanking new journal she only got a little while ago, while wandering the halls and deck of her new ship.]

If it's that button, then, uh. Ah, so that light means...

[Suddenly, her voice changes to something a lot more cheerful and a bit cute.]

Ahaha, do forgive me for not introducing myself earlier. It's been a little busy these last few days, hasn't it?

I'm Rukia Kuchiki, just been hired on for a little bit as your boatswain, pleased to meet you all. I hope we can all get al--

[She stops suddenly. It seems she's spotted someone... familiar.]

Ichigo Kurosaki!

[There's an audible 'smack' of some kind (those well-versed in the nuances of journal violence may recognize the sound of a foot (fortunately, for certain people, not in a shoe at the moment) connecting with a face]

[The post cuts out.]

PLAYER INFORMATION-
Name/Nickname: Anne
AIM Contact: thetsukara

CHARACTER INFORMATION-
Canon Character and Series: Kuchiki Rukia, Bleach
In-Game Name: Rukia Kuchiki
Age: 24
Gender: female
Position & Ship: Boatswain, Serenity

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