"That's a funny way of putting it," Rukia remarks, pausing to give it some thought, her gaze arching over the sky before settling back down on the puck. Huffing a small breath, almost in laughter, she leans forward and rests her elbow on her knee, chin coming to a rest in the palm of her hand. "But then again, I guess I've never spoken to a puck before. I'm not sure you even exist, where I typically do my work."
Knocking a heel briefly against the wall, she presses on, curious enough to linger, although she keeps an ear out for any other Hollow that might surface in the area.
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Date: 2012-11-26 08:31 pm (UTC)Knocking a heel briefly against the wall, she presses on, curious enough to linger, although she keeps an ear out for any other Hollow that might surface in the area.
"So you're feeling pretty trapped, huh?"