haori: (Default)
[Ukitake makes a rare voice post. He's brave enough for video, but the fact remains that he is covered in blood, both his and someone else's, so he spares the network that much. Still, when the feed begins, his breathing is audible and it's clear that even that much is painful for him. But he soldiers on and speaks, his voice quieter than usual and lacking that joyful tone that he usually exudes so well.]

This won't be easy to hear, and it's just as hard to say, but it must be done.

[Of course, he's interrupted by his own coughing, a familiar sound to those who know him and recognizable as his illness acting up again. The sound is harsh and it's evident that this is a bad attack.]

...It must be done. Riku has been killed. I am...taking him to the clinic, so he will be there until he comes back.

[Another coughing fit overtakes him again.]

Heh...I think I will also be there for some time at this rate. Retsu-san, I apologize for this.

And, please, everyone. Look after yourselves.

[He pauses, as if considering saying something else, but it's never said. Ukitake turns off the feed.]
haori: (I'm not sick of you yet)
[Ukitake is outside of his house, hair wet and water dripping off the clumped-together edges.  He looks tired, but...

...it's not raining on him.]


I've put up some barriers around the house.  If the weather doesn't get too horrible, they should hold and we should be dry.

[He looks off to the side and then points his PCD to the fish pond.  Which is getting rather soggy around the edges.]

My concern is if this floods.  Water travels underground and I could extend the kidou through the ground, but even I am unsure how deep it needs to go.  In the event that the water gets out of hand, we'll....need to drain the pond.

[And it sucks because he loves that pond, loves the fish inside, but if the house is in danger, then he will have to make sacrifices.  Dammit.]

Just keep an eye on things and try to stay safe. And dry-

[And he is interrupted by a cough, though it's not as horrible as it can be.

But.  The potential for worsening is always there.]
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: (Bleach - Ukitake broken)
[Ukitake is napping on his side on the futon in a plain bath robe, it looks like.  His Shinigami uniform is folded neatly next to him, his white obi on top of the other garments.  His right side is exposed.

Suddenly, we see the obi move, as if cautious.  It silently unfolds itself and slides to move behind Ukitake.  One end ties itself to the nearby doorknob and the rest of the obi suddenly snakes quickly around Ukitake's arm.  He stirs and then stops, possibly going back to sleep.  But a moment later, his eyes open wide and the loose end of the obi acts.

It jerks toward the open window behind Ukitake and we hear a sickening crack as his arm breaks. 

At nearly the same time, he painfully shifts to his back and unsheathes his zanpakutou with his left hand and severs the tied end.  The fabric around his arm slides off and flops around in spasms.  Ukitake is breathing heavily at this point, and for obviously good reason.]

Hadou number fifty-four, Haien!

[From his hand shoots a flame and the obi section is incinerated.  Turning toward the doorknob, he treats the remaining material in the same way.  After the obi is completely turned to ash, Ukitake falls to his knees and starts to cough uncontrollably.]

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