Cough 041 - [Accidental Video]
[The feed flickers on and shows a familiar countertop and a familiar white-haired man, though his haori is nowhere to be seen. Ukitake once explained how to make ochazuke with hand gestures in that same kitchen. This time, however, there is a tea cup and steaming kettle and Ukitake slowly pours the water into the cup. He doesn't look too happy like he usually does though, and coupled with that melancholy is something else-
A very familiar cough.
The kettle is set down loudly on the counter as his free hand covers his mouth, the coughs violently shaking his body. They last for a few seconds, painful rasping sounds, and eventually thin lines of red stream through his fingers. As the coughing subsides, he pulls his hand away from his face and wipes his bloody lips with the side of his already stained hand.
Leaning against the counter, he tentatively takes a deep breath, fortunate that his lungs give him that much of a respite. Of course, everyone who knows Ukitake also knows that respite is rare and won't last long.]
A very familiar cough.
The kettle is set down loudly on the counter as his free hand covers his mouth, the coughs violently shaking his body. They last for a few seconds, painful rasping sounds, and eventually thin lines of red stream through his fingers. As the coughing subsides, he pulls his hand away from his face and wipes his bloody lips with the side of his already stained hand.
Leaning against the counter, he tentatively takes a deep breath, fortunate that his lungs give him that much of a respite. Of course, everyone who knows Ukitake also knows that respite is rare and won't last long.]
[Video] Why sankyuu~
Quiet.
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[He's used to constant company. And now he's had the house to himself for weeks. It's very unsettling.]
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[She'll deal with it. Friends are friends, especially those who need help. Sad Uki is downright depressing.]
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[Sad Uki IS depressing. Believe me.]
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Hello? Ukitake?
[She doesn't like just walking into someone's house, but he did just hack up a ton of blood, so she imagines he isn't up to answering the door.]
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In the living room.
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Pfft. You don't look that bad.
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You're too kind. Please...make yourself comfortable.
[And he slowly pushes himself up into a sitting position.]
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[She'll sit in a chair, eyeing him a little curiously, wanting to know what's afflicting him, but having the sense to not ask. Instead, she shuffles her deck of cards.]
Do you know how to play poker?
[She has a nice track record of kicking shinigami ass in the game, so.]
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[He sees the way she watches him, and remembers he didn't give a short disclaimer.]
And not contagious.
Poker is a game I haven't played, however.
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[She figures, well, he opened the door... and she pauses in her shuffling to arch an eyebrow.]
You too? The shinigami really need to broaden their entertainment horizons.
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[He smiles.]
I am more of a traditionalist.
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Tuberculosis? ... that's still around?
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It has been for quite some time. I've had it my whole life.
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You seem pretty calm about it.
[And she deals out the cards.]
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You get used to it after a while.
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