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Post by RUKIA KUCHIKI on Aug 20, 2013 20:49:29 GMT -5
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~Rukia had been finishing up a few bits of paperwork, which for a change wasn't a huge pile. But instead of getting some rest, which she wasn't lately, or reading. Rukia had decided she needed to vent some of her frustration, hopefully where people wouldn't think to go first. She went to the outskirts of Soul Society, hopefully no one was in that area. Not that sparring with someone else wasn't good, just she wanted to do it alone. Well for now. It would just be her luck to start, than suddenly have others wanting to join in. So with a sigh, she shuupo carefully, trying to avoid anyone for the moment. The talk with her brother and niece some weeks ago had done alot to make her uneasy, knowing things would change and yet still not completely sure how to handle it all. I mean he spoke of her sister being alive, and that just had the Lieutenant blinking in complete bewildered shock.
But she tried to push it aside, having not really spoke much else on the subject or even asked him to tell her more. Having a feeling he wasn't sure what to tell her either or possible what to say more, than again Byakuya wasn't a man of many words. He wasn't an emotional person either, still to think her sister was alive and that was what she was feeling all along. It had her mind going into overdrive and made concentrating on anything else harder. Still she refushed to ask for help about the dreams of even to seek out the subject, seeing as the dreams still hadn't cleared. So honestly Rukia wasn't sure if it was Sana as her mystery person asking for help, it honestly didn't make sense. From what her brother said about her, the woman wasn't one to ask for help. Hisana had been one to help others before even thinking about her own safety hince her dying in the first place. Yet it still gave her alot, and she meant alot to think about. Probably more than the young Kuchiki really needed. However, for now at least she tried to push it all aside, taking in deep breaths as she managed to slip away unnoticed. Thankfully, for now at least.
After a few moments, making sure her mind was clear, so she could strickly focus on this practice. She pulled out her zanpakuto. Pivoting on the balls of her feet, she made basic slices, cutting through the air perfectly. Mostly just getting a feel for now, than stepped it up a little.~ "Dance Sode no Shirayuki!" ~Her voice coming out strong, yet still not completely loud, as if she was truly fighting. Eyes focused ahead of her, the sword held out before her. Turning in a circle, counter-clockwise. The tsuba becoming a hollow snowflake-like circle, as those white ribbons once more appeared on the pommel. The air around her and just a small distance out getting that naturally cold feeling.~
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