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mogmelodies2015-11-01 02:38 pm
damn_juicebox) wrote in mogmelodies2015-11-01 02:38 pm
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Written to Friends
Dear [Insert Your Name Here],
I hope this letter finds you well. If it does, I would appreciate a response at your earliest convenience, just to put my mind at ease regarding your well-being. Alert me at once should you have need of me.
As for myself, I am well, and rested. I wanted to write this before I resumed my duties to assist the civilians in the city. As I am certain I will be called to report to Esdham soon, now that the undead have been laid to rest, it is imperative that I find a chocobo of my own, so that I may travel freely between cities should the opportunity arise.
I plan to embark on a three-day expedition, from November 7th through the 9th, and you are welcome to accompany me during any number of those days. Be certain to bring warm clothes, fresh water, food that will not easily spoil, and a sleeping bag or tent. Until this time, I will likely be found assisting with the responsibilities of cleaning up and healing injuries.
Know that I will think well of you while I reside in Esdham, and I look forward to your letters. Do not hesitate to write should you ever feel the desire. If you wish to visit, you will be warmly welcomed. I will not be far, if you ever have need of me.
Sincerely,
Rukia Kuchiki
P.S. Now that I am not so busily engaged in the capture and detainment of rogue spirits, I would like to make good on our former agreement. Please notify me if you still wish to receive your date, and inform me when you would like to meet. If you have any preferred activities or meals, please notify me prior to our engagement, so that I can plan an appropriate evening.
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horrifiedrealization when he hears the pop of a marker cap (in the meantime, poor Rae has tumbled off the back of the couch with a startled KUPO because what even is happening here).]Hey--! [He tries to make himself as small as possible by squishing down, hoping to slip out from under her arm -- but one hand of his is occupied with not spilling hot cocoa all over them both, and he's been on the receiving end of enough headlocks to know he's at a two-fold disadvantage.
Still, he's laughing as he tries (most likely in vain) to dissuade her.]
Rukia -- no -- don't even--!
[--think about it WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND MOUSTACHES YOU CRAZY SHORT WOMAN]
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[Her grin grows wider as the tip of the marker comes ever closer. But then...]
[The marker moves past his cheek, along with the rest of her arm, and she's just hugging him.]
Stop trying to muddle through these things alone. You have friends who love you, and care for you, as much as you love and care for them.
[Rukia smiles gently.]
If you forget this again, you truly shall become a Baron. I promise you that.
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She's right, of course. He's gotten better about not derailing every conversation that touches on his full identity, but letting others touch the uglier parts of his present life is another matter, one he should -- as Rukia put it -- strive to improve. This kind of reassurance makes it easier, one step at a time.
His expression softens as he leans against her, finally nodding once with a quiet laugh.]
Yes, ma'am.
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[She smiles, resting a hand on the back of his head. After a few moments, she releases him and sits back on her heels.]
When you've finished with your cocoa, fetch your sword. We could both stand to be a little stronger.
[And what better way to bond and vent feelings than to spar?]
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Yeah! That sounds great.