skycrane: (RAGE)
[Sup, Adstring? How are you today? Good? Well rested? Awesome. 

However, there's someone who isn't. Somewhere, there is one unbelievably pissed off woman standing in the middle of the street, PCD in hand, and bristling like the angriest, scariest cat you can imagine. And yelling at the top of her lungs which, just to note, carries pretty far. She's shouting a name, it seems
.]

GANJU! GANJU!

[Growling and not seeming to notice the happy flicker of the recording light on her phone, the woman continues to stomp down the road.]

Whoever is responsible for this is going to get his ass set on fire! Ganju, where are you?!

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Jun. 6th, 2010 05:54 am
skycrane: (Like the Fires of Hell)
[OOC: Assume this is pre-Aizen is a fucking dick and lets the boys go.]

[Filtered to Friendlies.]

So...

Everything from First District to the Thirty Fifth is repaired and new homes have been made for those who have lost theirs. The businesses and industries are gonna take a hell of a lot longer, but people have roofs over their heads again. Its a start.

Problem is the people deeper into the Rukon. I don't need to tell you folks how bad shit gets once you cross into the Forties, and reconstruction has to happen. We've got a lot of people, for reasons that are pretty damn obvious, aren't wanting to go back home. People are crowded down here and while the extra hands are nice to help get the bigger projects up and running, its causing a lot of problems with spreading food and water around, especially as the Summer comes in.

So, to get to the point, I need some volunteer swords to help secure supply lines and just be watch dogs in the upper districts. Can't pay ya much except in meals for the day and some possibly grateful smiles, but its a hell of a squeeze down here.

[Filtered to Ganju]

You better be getting another good report card, you little punk.

[Filtered to Illuminati.]

Has anyone, anyone, heard a fucking thing out of Aizen? I'm not liking this silence bullshit a fucking bit. C'mon, I know I'm not in the damn inner circle here, but a word on my family and my damned boyfriend would help me sleep a little better at night.

~28~

Dec. 17th, 2009 08:45 pm
skycrane: (Emotional)
[[This starts out as an open post - no filter, but gets filtered about ten minutes later....]]

[video]

[Kuukaku is sitting with her back against a tree, panting hard, head tilted down so that her hair, mussed with debris and caked with mud, covers her face.

However, what she can't hide is the deep gash across her upper chest, seeping blood down her chest and soaking into her shirt. Around her arms, there seems to be chains wound tightly into the flesh, the links will probably leave imprints of bruises later on. She's holding her shoulder awkwardly, the way it drops indicating its dislocated. Scratches, blood, grass, and the smear of discharged gunpowder is all over Kuukaku.]

Haa...haa...

Abarai...Renji? I...found...

[A drop of blood is visible dripping from her face. Her voice is rattling and hoarse. Pause. Pant.]

...Kensei. He's okay...

[Another pause, the camera moves as she uses her good hand to swipe at her face. In the movement, there's a flash of the deep cut on her face, starting somewhere in her hair and going in a straight line down the right side of her face to her jaw, barely missing her eye. A hiss of pain before she sets the camera back into focus again.]

Kinda. Past the 80th. Woods. South. Don't keep your thumb up your ass too long, okay?

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