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.]
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[He glances at his cards again.]
Ten?
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Four?
[Maybe she should have stuck to poker.]
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Go fish, Rei-san.
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[As her pile of victory is smaller than hers. She wrinkles her nose and picks a card.]
Three.
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[Aww, here, have a three.]
Jack?
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Ten.
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Go fish again.
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The life of a shinigami must be much more exciting than a game of go fish.
[Silly humans and their silly distractions.]
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It depends on current events. Some days are pea-
[Hold up, he's going to cough into his sleeve for a couple seconds.]
Ah, excuse me. We have peaceful days, as well as less peaceful.
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[She pauses while he coughs.]
Do you want me to get you a handkerchief?
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And there are some rags in the kitchen in the second drawer.
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