Cough 031 - [Video]

[haori]

[Ukitake is in the kitchen, smiling excitedly.  On the counter are various food items:  White rice, green tea, and some prepackaged toppings in different flavors.  Ukitake is sure his PCD is still acting up and transmitting in Japanese, so for those who don't speak it, he gestures to the food as he speaks.]

私はお茶漬けの 材料を発見した。 お茶漬け。

[He points to himself, then holds a hand over his chest, over his heart.]

それは私の好き なものを --

[Here, the audio resorts to static, cutting off what Ukitake is saying, before it comes back in.

To Arabic.]

-- أود أن محاولة بعض ، وأنا على استعداد للمشاركة.

 

[Again, he gestures to the ingredients, and holds his palms out toward the PCD before shutting it off.]


[ooc:  The Japanese roughly translates to, "I found ingredients for ochazuke.  Ochazuke.  It is my favorite thing--"  The Arabic roughly translates to, "--would like to try some, I am willing to share."]

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[haori]

[That kiss wipes the smile off his face, but that's not a bad thing. Rinoa's back and he treasures their moments together so much more now because of her absence. Pulling away for a moment, Ukitake exhales lightly and kisses her again, a little longer this time.]

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[nimquesse.livejournal.com]

[Part of her still felt a bit guilty for leaving just like that, but she had needed the time to think and just steam off all of the feelings she had bottled up for so long. She giggles just a bit at his exhale but doesn't minds the kiss, she never does really, instead she leans closer to him wrapping her arms around his waist…she's just a bit lazy to move them to his neck.]

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[haori]

[This closeness never gets old, but Ukitake has no plans of burning the house down, so he breaks off the kiss after another moment and moves some of Rinoa's hair out of her face.]

I can't ignore the food for long.

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[nimquesse.livejournal.com]

Ahh, I see how it is, food is more important than me!

[Sighs just a bit, but fine, she will let him go to tend to his food before moving to take a seat with a small pout.]

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[haori]

[He shakes his head fondly at her.]

I could either offer you food or sit homeless with you. Your choice.

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[nimquesse.livejournal.com]

[Just makes a small sound before placing her arms on the table and then rest her head on them.]

...Not hungry and not feeling like being homeless.