video ; August 31 ; un: matsumoto

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[The video starts, showing a curtain of blonde hair, and the sound of foot steps tapping on the ground, striding toward a building. It's a flash of a building, which clearly shows where she is heading, before the angle shifts a little, and surprise, it's a rather ample cleavage that bounces in to view. It holds there for some times as the creak of a front door and footsteps on the ground again, before it tips again to the floor.

There's a soft humming from her as she strides forward until there is a pause, and it is clear that Rangiku is in front of a door. Only now does she raise the feed to her face. There is a slight Cheshire cat curl on one side of her lips. Is she up to something? Well, she usually is...]

Oi! In case anyone didn't know, today is Renji's birthday, so you better wish him a good one.

[And now the feed flips to the door, which she gives a loud hard knock on, several times.]

And by that, I mean party at his place, eh? So get your asses over here.

[ A yawning, bleary-eyed man answers the door, long red hair tangled and hanging over his face. He has a loose pair of pyjama pants on, tiger-striped, and not much else. He squints, rubbing at his face. ]

Matsumo—

[ The slow-forming words stop as his eyes track from Rangiku's face to the device in her hands. ]

Wh— [ Renji's face flushes, the red of his cheeks matching his hair and turning his whole face monochromatic. ] What the hell, are you recordin' this?!

[ Worse, actually, but he's a little slow on the uptake. ]

See! He needs all the wishes he can get!

[A titter of laughter and a wink given to the camera, before she cuts the feed.]

[ooc; either Rangiku or Renji will respond here. If you want to log coming to visit (or snoop), there is a log here]

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[reachingfangs]

[ Renji squints harder, then shakes his head. His mind is only just catching up with the fact that Rangiku is here, at his doorstep, and sticking a camera in his face at the ungodly hour of past noon. For reasons he cannot even begin to fathom. ]

...Were you talkin' to someone?

[ Okay... very slow on the uptake. ]

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[titillation]

Hmm?

[Be distracted by the invasion of personal space, and if he's not quick enough, he's getting a peck on the cheek.]

Happy birthday~

[And know what? She didn't actually come empty handed... Although she certainly didn't bring enough for a hoard. There's a gift bag and a paper bag with some cupcakes.]

action ▶ renji, rangiku, keigo? (*๓´╰╯`๓)

[reachingfangs]

[ Renji is never quick enough when it comes to Rangiku, and a pink rises to his cheeks as she gives him a swift kiss. His hand is quick to rub at his face, feeling the heat on his palm. ]

Th-Thanks, Matsumoto-san.

[ The hand not currently occupied with trying to cover his flushed expression extends to relieve Rangiku of her presents. Because y'know. What, is he gonna say no? Of course not. On the other hand, though... ]

But, uh, I dunno if now's a great time.

[ He glances down the hall, towards his bedroom. Really... really sure it's not a great time, actually. ]

[titillation]

[Well, that's certainly the wrong thing to say. She hands off the gifts, curious now, as she follows his glance down the hallway. It slinks back to him, and Rangiku's eyes remain on his for a moment, before slowly arching one eyebrow.]

Oh~? And why is that?

[Although she does start to give him another once over. ... had she interrupted something?]

[loudmouths]

[ unfortunately for everyone, there was another presence stirring in the room from which renji had originated from. an ominous presence... foreboding...

sort of... ]

Renjiiii—

[ a soft mutter of a whine, half asleep and groggy. soon enough, the shuffling of feet across the floor and a peek of tousled brown hair from beyond the corridor. keigo leaned to the side, eyes squinting as he used the door frame as a support beam, seemingly dressed in little else but one of renji's robes. ]

Who're you— [ good thing it was clasped shut, since keigo pretty much immediately straightened up and stared directly at rangiku, eyes wide as his voice petered out. ] ...talkin'... to... um... [ very... awkward... keigo felt his face turn red, but he laughed nervously anyway, taking a step back. ] S-sorry...!