As soon as Rukia spoke, the words died in her mouth as her eyes went wide. She felt this crawling sensation, like someone was watching her with laughing eyes, or like snakes were slithering on her skin. Whipping around, she expected to see Ichimaru standing in the hallway, but the hallway was practically deserted.
Cold sweat prickling on her skin, Rukia knew that reiatsu. Ichimaru had his powers back, somehow. And then she knew the horrible truth - that he had been one of the patients selected to attack his fellows tonight. She took a deep, steadying breath, but it didn't help calm the rising panic in her chest. Pulling out her notebook, she tore out the page with Renji's sketch of Sode no Shirayuki. She could hand it over to the Colonel as soon as he answered the door so that no one would be held up.
Though Rukia figured it was more of a "Hurry up and wait" scenario, since she wasn't sure how long Renji would take to... get..... there......
Through the already oppressive weight of Ichimaru's reiatsu, Rukia suddenly felt the familiar warmth of Renji's flare, hot and strong. And then it was gone, or too weak for her to detect. Choking panic rose up over Rukia as she moved without thinking. Dropping the sketch, as well as her notebook, she sprinted back down the hallway as fast as the pathetic gigai would allow her.
Coming to the corner, she turned left without looking and bolted for the hallway just outside, near the sun room.
[Going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/187539.html?thread=12766099#t12766099) like a bat out of Hell.]
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Cold sweat prickling on her skin, Rukia knew that reiatsu. Ichimaru had his powers back, somehow. And then she knew the horrible truth - that he had been one of the patients selected to attack his fellows tonight. She took a deep, steadying breath, but it didn't help calm the rising panic in her chest. Pulling out her notebook, she tore out the page with Renji's sketch of Sode no Shirayuki. She could hand it over to the Colonel as soon as he answered the door so that no one would be held up.
Though Rukia figured it was more of a "Hurry up and wait" scenario, since she wasn't sure how long Renji would take to... get..... there......
Through the already oppressive weight of Ichimaru's reiatsu, Rukia suddenly felt the familiar warmth of Renji's flare, hot and strong. And then it was gone, or too weak for her to detect. Choking panic rose up over Rukia as she moved without thinking. Dropping the sketch, as well as her notebook, she sprinted back down the hallway as fast as the pathetic gigai would allow her.
Coming to the corner, she turned left without looking and bolted for the hallway just outside, near the sun room.
[Going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/187539.html?thread=12766099#t12766099) like a bat out of Hell.]