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


[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?!
skycrane: (Someone's In Trouble)
{NOTE: Backlogged to Sunday Night, June 7th. Immediately after ]

The message begins with some faint static and some grumbling and fumbling in the background. Kuukaku can be heard muttering to herself before things go relatively quiet.

"Hey, is this thing working? Hel----

The message is cut short abruptly mid sentence.

Another message is made after it, logged no more than a minute later. Same static and fumble, but now with more cursing.

"Fucking buttons...

Ahem. To whomever gives a crap, Kurosaki is at my place, Kuchiki found him and brought him here. He's okay, but his foot is mangled like hell, managed to patch up most of the broken bones and bone fragments and stuff, but he's still gonna need some attention from the Fourth. I'm keeping him here for a day so he can heal up a bit more unless you guys can arrange for somekinda palaquin or wagon for him. The whole leg needs to rest. Don't bother callin' him or Kuchiki, both are passed out right now.

Thank you and have a merry fucking day.


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Shiba Kuukaku

August 2013



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