haori: (This breath of a moment)
[The PCD turns on to show a figure wrapped up in a blanket, long white hair spilling over his shoulders.  Ukitake is on the roof, though it isn't apparent as to why, but that's not important.  All he's doing is staring out over the city, the chill in the air tinging his pale cheeks pink.  And when he speaks, whether it's to himself or an unseen person is unknown, his voice is soft, quiet.]

Just a captain without his soldiers.

[He goes silent again for a few moments, but then chuckles to himself, a hand reaching out to the sword resting beside him, his fingers lightly trailing over the scabbard.]

That's silly of me to say.  Kuchiki-san is here and others could show up any day, though I wouldn't wish this curse upon them.

[He sighs and places his palm flat against the scabbard now.]

I need a goal, Sougyo no Kotowari.  I can only sit back and watch for so much longer.

[He looks back out across the expanse before the PCD shuts off.]
haori: (Tore your soul out of your chest)
[Konnichiwa!  Your friendly neighborhood Ukitake-san strikes again!

And he's surrounded by mountains of used tissues, oh dear...]


It appears the beach has returned.  Unfortunately, I may  not be able to join everyone as the temperature changes have played havoc with my body this time.

[As if on cue, he sniffles loudly, grabbing another tissue and blowing his nose.  Loudly.  Ugh.]

...My apologies.  Don't worry about me, go have fun while you can.
haori: (This breath of a moment)
[This week sees Ukitake in battle mode...at least when it comes to the snowball fight.  This is serious business, after all, folks.  He has hair pulled back in a ponytail once again, his hair tied with his red scarf.  Yes, he's announcing his team affiliation, but he has faith in himself that he can take anything you people throw at him.]

I wonder if the Animus have anything nastier up their sleeves after this.  This almost seems too carefree for them.

[He shakes his head and grins.]

But until then, let's enjoy this!  We all need to unwind, I think.

[Private//Unhackable to Unohana] )

[Private//Unhackable to Jr.] )
haori: (Smile with your heart of gold)
[When Ukitake shows up on the network, he is no longer wearing his Japanese clothing.  No, he has been affected like everyone else, and is wearing a gentleman's attire, his hair pulled back into a ponytail again.]

This is fun, though I find myself not entirely comfortable in the tightness of these sleeves or trousers.  There's no breathing room!

[But he waves it off, because it could be a lot worse, and he knows that.]

And to think, another year in the life of Ukitake-san has gone by.  How many more will I see, I wonder?

[And with a smile, he turns off the PCD.]
haori: (Moving at the)
A very special occurrence is coming up in the next couple of weeks and I am asking for your help, friends of Adstringendum!  Hitsugaya Toushirou's birthday is on the 20th and after some of the events of this past year, he deserves a happy celebration.

Usually I would be one of the first to suggest anything that would more than likely embarrass him, and while I find that would be amusing in small, few increments, I believe it would be best to keep everything mostly tame.  It is his birthday, after all, not our own.

[Okay, that part's a lie.  Guess who's birthday is on the 21st~?]

Whatever ideas you may have, I'd love to hear them and start getting together a plan of action.  Thank you in advance for all of your help!
haori: (Tore your soul out of your chest)
[A hand drops from the screen, showing Ukitake laying in bed, his hair flowing over the sheets and his bare shoulder, his yukata having slipped down.  But he doesn't seem to notice, or care.  He gives a long-suffering sigh.]

If anyone could...make me some tea, I would be very happy.

[He makes no move to do any of this himself.  But Ukitake also doesn't seem to be sick, just...lazy.]

And for your hard work, you could...even be rewarded with a kiss.

[...Oh dear.]


[ooc:  Dearest Ukitake has Sloth.  And Lust.  Yep.]
haori: (Yesterday just took me hostage)
[Ukitake is walking down the stairs as he thumbs the PCD on.]

I hate to be a nag, Rinoa, but you've been gone with Angelo for a while.  I don't want you to miss din-

[And suddenly he freezes, eyes widening for a moment before he forces them closed, concentrating deeply.

A few seconds pass, and he's still completely still, save for breathing.  When he opens his eyes slowly, he's obviously worried, and is that fear in his brown eyes?

Rushing down the rest of the stairs, he nearly tosses the PCD onto the table, giving everyone watching a blurry view for a second before it settles on the ceiling of the house.  Nearby, a frantic search is going on as we hear drawers in the kitchen being haphazardly opened and closed before he finds whatever he searches for.  Some scratching is heard, as if he's writing or drawing something on paper, and then an incantation begins, one that may sound familiar to a few around here.]


Heart of the south, eye of the north, finger of the west, foot of the east, arrive with the wind and depart with the rain.

[And he waits, his breathing becoming more labored as the time passes.

Then he tries the incantation again, knowing it's fruitless, but finding that he has to be sure before he gives up.  Finally, his hand reaches over the PCD and turns it off.]



[ooc:  He used Kakushitsuijaku, or the tracking kidou to look for Rinoa.  But it obviously didn't find her.]
haori: (Your innocence is not forgotten)
[The video turns on to show someone who seems to be Ukitake, but...his hair is all wrong.

Or maybe just different.

He has braided small portions of it, strung in beads in other areas, and even managed to steal a bright, yellow chocobo feather, also in his hair.  But he has so much hair that it doesn't seem too cluttered.  Somehow.

But based on his grin, Ukitake probably wouldn't mind if he did drown his hair in...stuff.  He's obviously having a good time.]


How do I look?  I figured I should practice my hair before Halloween in case I need to add or subtract something.  I've never dressed as a pirate before, but nothing is really wrong, yes?

[And he fluffs his hair a few times before shutting off the PCD.]
haori: (Irresistible)
[Hello hello, it's your friendly neighborhood Ukitake-taichou again!]

A lot has transpired in a year's time, and yet some things stay the same.  This week last year, I met two of my dearest friends because of the Animus forcing us to room together in a dormitory.

[He raises a glass of sake in a salute.]

Here's to a year, Arashi and Jr., and the happiness we have shared in that time.

[And drinking the sake, he smiles before turning off the feed.]
haori: (Tea for two but absence reigns)
[A figure appears on the screen, sitting in a familiar garden, although he's not wearing his usual black uniform, but instead a white and blue uniform.  It's Ukitake.  Young Ukitake.  Along with his round, youthful face, Ukitake's hair is much shorter, but still that pure white that is his trademark.  He's staring at a snowdrop that Yuki had given him recently, almost quizzically.]

...This is surreal.

[A hand reaches out to gently drag fingertips across the drooping white petals, still strangely entranced with the flower.  And then the feed cuts off.]


[ooc:  Yup, Academy days Ukitake!  He is now around Hitsugaya's age, maybe a liiiittle older, and still one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet.  Replies will be made with [livejournal.com profile] futuretaichou .]
haori: (I'm your little butterfly)
[Ukitake is sitting in his garden with a blanket draped over his shoulders and his haori in his lap, long, slender fingers pulling the hem closer to his body.  The stitching has come out in some places along the bottom edge and the fabric is wearing thin in others, like the shoulders and hem.  There is a threaded needle held carefully between his lips.

The garment has gone a long time without repair.

Pulling the needle from his lips, Ukitake begins to mend, smiling peacefully as he does so.]


It is never too early to prepare for the future, as some of you have already pointed out, wisely so.

[He goes silent again and quickly stitches up a section of hem that had lost its thread.]

I have delayed far too long on you, my friend.

[Looking at the camera for the first time this entire post, Ukitake smiles.]


Yuki-san, if I may ask your assistance?  It is getting colder and I know that snowdrops commonly flower in late autumn and winter.  If you have or happen to come across any, would you please let me know?

[He studies the material for another moment before noticing another area to fix, then shuts off his PCD.]
haori: (Carry on through the pain)
[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.]
haori: (Irresistible)
[And now it's time for another fireside chat with Ukitake-taichou.]

I trust everyone is staying safe out there.

[We'll ignore the couple of posts that seem to tell differently for now.  No reason to worry the masses!]

It has been stressful as of late and with a new event starting, do be careful and aware.  Locking your doors is a good safety measure to take, or putting up barriers, anything of the sort.  Protect yourself!  It would be a shame to see destruction again.

[Private to Squall//Unhackable] )
haori: (It's not over)
[Have Ukitake.

Have Ukitake who is very unhappy.  Don't let his pretty pretty wings give you the wrong impression.]


I will not condemn the killings and general chaos that has been happening this week as that will do no good now.  Instead, I suggest, though it should be common sense by now, that everyone stay inside if you feel you cannot protect yourself.  And even if you can, do not let your confidence take control.  There is a time for risks, and there is a time for caution.  There is nothing wrong with asking for a walking buddy if you must go out.

I will even offer myself to act as such if anyone wishes.

Take care and keep your eyes open.

[Private//Unhackable to Jr./Albedo] )


[ooc:  No, Ukitake is not female again.  Those wings on the fairy are just really pretty.]
haori: (Tea for two but absence reigns)
[Ukitake is ashamed.  Oh, so ashamed.  Watch, as he hangs out in a random abandoned building for a while.]

Last week was quite an experience.  If I said or did anything to offend you, I would like to offer my deepest apologies.  I regret that week very much and hope anyone I hurt can accept me again, despite everything.

[Filtered to Rinoa, Squall, and Jr.//Unhackable] )
haori: (Get behind me Satan)
[Ukitake is in the kitchen, though it is immediately clear that something is different about him.  The fact that he is packing up his tea is another sign, along with his distinct lack of smile.  Looking over to the PCD at intervals, he begins to speak.]

I'm afraid I've found myself in a bad situation.  It wouldn't be the first time, of course, but I am not sure how I've stayed here for this long in relative harmony.

Aizen-san, Saul-san...if I could ask for either of your time, it would be greatly appreciated.

[Private//Unhackable to Rinoa] )



[ooc:  Grey draught is go!  In short, Uki hates everyone.  Except Aizen and Saul.  Mayuri's on his good list, too.]
haori: (Default)
[The PCD turned on to Ukitake in his garden, busy trimming his precious bonsai tree before two blurs flashed across the screen; one was orange, the other, green. In the flurry of their movement, several carefully aimed kunai streaked forward, aiming to pin Ukitake where he stood and before he could even think to put up a kidou barrier or draw his zanpakutou, it was too late. The kunai snagged multiple parts of his clothing and he was trapped against the tree, unable to move to free himself.]

Cut for nearly naked Daddy Shirou. Lawlz. )
haori: (Get behind me Satan)
[The feed turns on to a deep voice, sounding less than amused at something.  Anyone who knows him will recognize that voice as Squall/Leon.]

-spectfully disagree.

[And then a sigh is heard, and a slightly different voice.  Ukitake's.]

I assure you, I am quite capable of taking care of myself.  How many times must we discuss this?


[A pause.]

I am in good health right now.  Doing a patrol every now and then won't kill me, Squall-san, as much as I appreciate your conce-


[The feed then quickly switches off.]



[ooc:  Squall is in blue and Uki is in teal.  Obviously.  XD  Backdated to Tuesday during the Safehouse meeting.]
haori: (It's not over)
[Ukitake looks concerned, and even though some sunlight filters through the window to cause the affected skin to sparkle, he doesn't seem to be as intrigued as he normally would be.]

Funny.  I didn't look like this at the beginning of the week.

[Private//Unhackable to Hitsugaya and Sasuke] )
haori: (Spreading sugar since antiquity)
[Ukitake is out in the garden, small though it is, and tends to his bonsai plant, carefully pruning it again.]

I know it's not much, but with the nice weather, I was thinking of having a viewing in the garden.  It would give everyone a nice chance to relax and enjoy the life around us.

[He smiles, but then turns away, coughing a few times.  He frowns at his hand, but it isn't apparent if he's coughed up blood or not.]

My apologies.

[Private to Rinoa//Unhackable] )

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