浮竹 十四郎 | Ukitake Jyuushirou

[When Ukitake shows up on the feed, a few things are immediately apparent.  One, his hair is pulled back messily.  Two, his face is very thin and the shadows under his eyes almost seem sad on their own, not just from his illness this time.  And finally, his captain's haori is nowhere to be seen.  Even when he speaks, it is apparent that if anyone remembered the Ukitake from before today, this one was clearly not the same man.  Any joy is gone, replaced with worry and a sort of pain not brought on by his sickness.]

I have secluded myself away in one of the smaller buildings in the city.  I will not say where exactly for various reasons, at least not over the network.  I do ask, however, if a few of you could bring me food until I figure this out.  I...do not trust myself to forage for it on my own.

[He is about to speak again, but as soon as he opens his mouth, he immediately shuts it, as well as his eyes.  This lasts for a few moments and then he finally lets out a relieved breath, slowly opening his eyes again.]

I thank you for any help I receive in advance.

[And shakily he turns off the PCD.]