http://bakanekotaichou.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bakanekotaichou.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs 2010-08-07 02:50 am (UTC)

Yoruichi didn't bother with answering back. The moment she heard where they were her communicator was tucked into her obi, and she grabbed her zanpakutou. Bothering with stairs seemed a little to time consuming, even if she could scale them in a matter of seconds, they were seconds she didn't know if she had or not. She took then next best choice, all but diving out the window, landing on her feet on the ground below, a flutter of black, white, and orange.

The moment her food landed on the ground she pushed off, a flicker of shunpo propelling her forward, almost disappearing from existence, appearing far ahead of where she had been to begin with.

She found them with relatively little difficulty, that last flicker of shunpo leaving her at their side in a flash. She stopped and assessed the situation as she knelt down next to them. He was so pale, and thoughts raced through he mind as to why. She wasn't a medic -hadn't she said this once?- but she had answered anyways. She didn't particularity like seeing people die when there might have been something she could have done.

"What happened to him, do you know?" she looked back and forth between the other two.

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