"But not everyone becomes a shinigami," Rukia said, adding to Renji's explanation, "Only those of us with more, um... spiritual power can become shinigami. Like Renji said, we go to the living world to bring lost souls to Soul Society - the afterlife - or to condemn the worst, most unredeemable souls to Hell. We also fight Hollows, which are human spirits that have lost their humanity, and try to destroy the living and the dead around them. We free them, sending them to Soul Society." Rukia considered drawing something to explain, but lined notebook paper was such a poor canvas...

Rukia's eyes went wide when Keman revealed his oddly shaped ears and declared that he was, of all things, a dragon. "Really!?" she blurted. She had come to realize that anything was possible here, but... a dragon?? Glancing at Renji, she realized what he was doing; would a dragon's spirit thread look different from that of a human?

Apparently it did, and if Renji hadn't seen anything like it before... Rukia concentrated for a moment, taking a look for herself. "Wow," she murmured, wincing a little at the throbbing in her temples. She quickly let go of the image, and the normal cafeteria came into view again. Renji's nose was clearly bleeding again. Rukia sniffled, feeling a slight trickle, and held a napkin to her nose just in case.

"A dragon, huh?" she said, voice a bit nasally. "Too bad you're stuck in a human body here."