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[The feed starts, showing a rather buxom blonde who appears to be pouting at the device.]

Ehhh? I still think this is some sort of a joke. More like cruel and unusual punishment! And undeserved punishment too! The reports weren't that late... [By her standards.] And I don't want to go to any classes or do research. Is there someone else that can do that and given me a very short version of everything else...Taichoouuuu? I’m sorry? I’ll get right to those reports… in a bit? It’s not my fault the girls got in the way and knocked the ink over the paper! They have a mind of their own! I swear! Listen to them at night! They plot things!

[But those pale blue eyes turn away, and she frowns. She's not an idiot- lazy tendencies aside.]

Ne, but, this isn’t the human world, as it isn't the same as last time… and I might have been drinking a little bit of sake last night, but it wasn’t that much…

[But this is Rangiku. She can drink plenty of people under the table. She leans back a little, shinigami attire perhaps a little strange looking for some, although it may be familiar in style for others, and gives a flick of her hair over her shoulder.]

Oi, hello? Is there anyone out there? It would be pretty boring if there weren’t anyone else… That would mean I would have to talk to myself. I've never heard of a place called Prismatica, let alone a whole different planet... There better be sake here.

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[~~could call her mommy. i'm sorry i regret writing that....~~]

One of the places. I mean, I wouldn't be so bold as to invite you to my place after just meeting you.

[~~only if he wants to be punched~~~]

Ne, why do I think you would be. Of course, me accepting is something else.

[~~not that he doesn't deserve it 99% of the time.~~]

And you seem like a smart lady who wouldn't enter a stranger's abode without getting to know them first. So! Let's meet up at a pub and get to know each other first, yeah?

Well~ since drinks are on you- [Whether he likes it or not!] how can I turn that offer down.

[excuse him he never said he would--

wait. she's coming? nice. this is fine. how much could she possibly drink?]

It would be my pleasure. Say... in an hour at The Dragon's Den?

[Poor boy has no idea.]

And where is this Dragon's Den...?

[yeah, all he knows is she is his Type and he just wants to see where this goes.]

Hm? PrismaPlace. [...] Or I could always escort you there?

[A pain in his ass that will possibly drink him under the table?]

You can meet me outside my residence?

[oh then he's probably Her Type: Dumbass.]

I could, sure, if I had an address. You probably already know but it might not be a good idea to tell it on a public network, right? How about this? Give me a name of a public place near your residence and I'll head there.

[cautious dumbass.]

[Surprisingly, she actually wasn't going to give the exact location. Just one nearby. Not that she has that much to steal, and she's kick anyone's ass that tried...]

Mm, here.

[Giving a location a few blocks from where she is actually living.]

[whoa now, the story is that he robs from the RICH.

far as he knows, she's only rich in the looks department.]

Righto. Be there in a bit.

[coincidentally, the location she gives is pretty close to where he currently is.

in the meantime, he's not in his usual choice of clothing when he gets there. which is a hobo look, I'll be real. he's less homely now. there's a spot against a wall he leans against as he waits, hands in his pockets. when he thinks he spots someone who looks like Rangiku, he glances their way.

and ONLY when it's her does he lift his hand at her and smile.]

Hey there. Thanks for meeting me. I'd be pretty damn disappointed if you decided not to show up. Who would I be buying drinks for?

[She is still in her shinigami attire, although whether it's a force of habit or just that she hasn't bothered to switch in to something else yet. It seems that she does, at least, have some choices. Yet communications aside, Rangiku's not exactly going to just walk in to things blind and unprepared. Or at least not completely unprepared.

It seems that she is stuck here, whether she likes it or not, with no apparent way to contact anyone not here. It's not like Renji would have been slacking around. Heck, he'd already gotten his bankai ages ago. But, she isn't going to spend every single possible moment looking for an escape route...

It is a smile as she links her hands behind her back, strolling towards him. It's not like Soul Society here, and it's not exactly like the human world either, but perhaps more the latter than anything else. Save the weird money system, which may or may not work in her favour.

It will be interesting to see if he's singing the same tune later.]

Seems like it's a place where you need to make friends anyway~!

[first of all, thank you for the meal. Robin's gaze only flicks briefly over her -- from the low cut of her top to the wider bottoms. the attire reminds him of a samurai or something like it. question is: what is she doing in clothes like that, huh?

he makes no show of his suspiciousness as he shifts off the wall and towards her, shrugging.]

Does that mean you've chosen me to make friends with?

[once close, he offers his elbow out towards her to take.

hey, he said he would escort her.]

[Or something like it is the right answer. He likely wouldn't be able to guess what her clothing corresponded to. After all, who thinks soul reaper when they see her? Most may well think stripper with a fetish.]

Well~

[She arches one eyebrow, but does slip her arm through the offered one. They're similar in height, although not really physical build, which is why he may well get a bit of a press of side-boob against his arm.]

I've chosen to decide to see if I will.

[She is social and does enjoy meeting people, so it's not to hard for her to make them.]

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