[Mindful of Gin and her station, Ururu didn't look to pry at how she'd been handling herself in the past few decades. It wasn't as if they'd never seen one another since then but, without Kisuke, she'd become much more independent. She hadn't assumed Gin would recognize her or treat her quite the same. Even so, she seemed a bit happy to conjure her best, most appropriate kido to treat her. The grid-like web of tendrils she conjured from her fingertips found Gin's partially-repaired wounds and began stitching them in tightly, painlessly, much the way her father had taught her.]
He sprung up out of nowhere, as you might expect. I haven't been able to figure out where from and he'll lie about his parents.
Even so. [It took a startlingly short amount of time. Eight Division soul reapers had started arriving to clean up the scene, a number carrying seal warrants to see if Gin was willing to approve memory erasure for any bystanders. Ururu, her voice still soft as it always would be, offered Gin an apologetic smile that fit her all too well with time.]
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Date: 2023-06-10 08:10 pm (UTC)[Mindful of Gin and her station, Ururu didn't look to pry at how she'd been handling herself in the past few decades. It wasn't as if they'd never seen one another since then but, without Kisuke, she'd become much more independent. She hadn't assumed Gin would recognize her or treat her quite the same. Even so, she seemed a bit happy to conjure her best, most appropriate kido to treat her. The grid-like web of tendrils she conjured from her fingertips found Gin's partially-repaired wounds and began stitching them in tightly, painlessly, much the way her father had taught her.]
He sprung up out of nowhere, as you might expect. I haven't been able to figure out where from and he'll lie about his parents.
Even so. [It took a startlingly short amount of time. Eight Division soul reapers had started arriving to clean up the scene, a number carrying seal warrants to see if Gin was willing to approve memory erasure for any bystanders. Ururu, her voice still soft as it always would be, offered Gin an apologetic smile that fit her all too well with time.]
You can tell. It's him.