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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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[As easy as that, is it? She does give a little blink at how swiftly he rolled over and agreed. But she would be lying if she said that she wasn't interested in knowing what she may or may not be in store for.

Yet, he does stammer, and there is colouration to his cheeks, which makes her wonder if there is more to what he is saying, or just embarrassed to talk about it. Of course he does speak and she could go with the so you're horny, but maybe he's heard that before anyway, and she moves to fill his cup again, whether he wants it or not, and now she's not even trying.]

So you wake up with an impressive rack?

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[ Honestly, Renji hasn't heard a ton of innuendo about his horns, so when he makes an exasperated groan at Rangiku's question, it's more because he can see that his future is going to be chock full of... suggestive content. How Hisagi and Kira are able to function, he doesn't know. Or well, he has one idea.

Renji sighs, taking the bottle to pour himself another drink. ]

Not as impressive as yours, Matsumoto-san.

[ Renji's halfway to filling his glass when he realizes he said that out loud and just. Buries his face in his hand.

He can die right now. Goodbye cruel world. Ichigo couldn't do it, Byakuya couldn't do it, Aizen couldn't do it. But here Rangiku is, slayer of Renjis. ]

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[Function is the key word, or maybe lack thereof. And he's clearly starting to understand that, as there is a reason they are often twitching on the floor after spending an evening drinking with Rangiku. Shuuhei may have surpassed her in his alleged bankai, but she could still out drink him.

Renji too, it seems.

The pause is long, drawn out, as she blinks at him, before her laughter resounds, tittering. Oh, sorry, but she will be getting him drunk again, if it makes his lips loose. Who knows what other fun things she can worm out of him.]

Thank you~ Although nothing's as impressive as mine.