video ; August 31 ; un: matsumoto

[titillation]

[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]

Comments

[reachingfangs]

[ That's right. Soft, private, midnight Renji is in a grave somewhere. It's only cranky, "got woken up at noon when he was planning to sleep in the whole day and no noon does not count as sleeping in and also people are invading his house" Renji now. ]

Are you sayin I ever had a choice?

[ Since to him it seems like he's a birthday man with no say in his birthday plan.

Still, seeing everyone coming together like this and caring about something as dumb as his birthday... ]

Whatever it's fine
Just come

[rotating]

[ That's no problem, Rukia can do cranky as well. ]

Idiot. I'm saying you should be grateful so many people seem to care.

[ Including her. She will be showing up, but maybe not right away—just to make him sweat a bit more. ]

But thanks for the permission.

[reachingfangs]

[ Ah, and Rukia does cranky way better than him. Not to mention she manages to make him feel properly admonished at the same time. ]

A few too many people
My apartment's barely big enough for me

[ Renji is tempted to say that he wished they all cared a little less but... He can't make that gripe to one of the few people he doesn't wish that from. ]

So if you're comin, just bring yourself

[ Giving her his most proper speech, the kind he reserved for her her older brother and mocking impressions of nobility, he adds: ] "Your presence is all that is required."

How's that for grateful?

[rotating]

[ Too many people? Yet, she should come? Which is it? She decides to give Renji some slack considering Rangiku did show up unannounced and then proceed to announce it to everyone. If there's a way to communicate a sigh virtually, she's managed to do that with her choices of words alone. ]

I would prefer you didn't do that.
Let's just stick with, "Whatever it's fine just come"

[ Also she is bringing something besides just herself, so, hah, deal with that. ]