Ugh. I have to be at work two hours early tomorrow, and STILL work til the second shift starts. I'm going to make hardly any money and it's going to be a horrible, long day. Wednesday or Thursday, I'm going to start looking for a new job. I'm nooooot happy at all with how work is going right now, ugh. I have too much to do already... I didn't even have time to write tonight; thank goodness for pre-written drabbles. Also, there'll be several chapters with conversation from the manga, but I've tried to focus on, well, not what's happened in the manga, but rather original drabble stuff going on around and during the conversation, if that makse sense?
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90. Possession
Rangiku could hardly focus on doing more than breathing in and out. She may have been out of danger from dying but she still hurt a great deal and had a lot of healing left to do. She was a lieutenant; she should have been more help on the battlefield. Instead, all she did was get herself badly hurt and take up healing resources without defeating the enemy.
She had wondered if that would be the case from the start; the espada were just so strong, and Aizen and the two ex-captains were even stronger. What could a lieutenant do? It really was a fight for captain-class shinigami. But Rangiku could not help but come, not when he would inevitably be there.
The tops of several buildings suddenly sheared and crumpled down in a heap all at once. The scale was incredible; a knife across the sky in a single flash too fast to see.
"Gin," Rangiku said.
There was not a doubt about it; that had been Gin's bankai. He had been enveloped by Yamamoto's flames. It was strange, Gin had to have been showing off when he did that; the length was not really his bankai's strength. She focused on the reiatsus. Ichigo was fighting Gin. Something went cold in Rangiku. She would do something worthwhile in this battle, or die trying.
She climbed to her feet, heedless of Izuru's cries. Rangiku ran as fast as she could, one hand clutched to her aching side. It was a suicide mission; if she met a single enemy on her way, she would be killed. Gin, he would likely kill her. But she had to try to change his mind, she had to stop him, somehow.
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