[out and about in the rukongai]
Apr. 1st, 2014 01:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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theseireiteiHitomi is enjoying her day off. She's already been home for lunch and visited with her family, and now it's time for a little shopping. She walks down the street with a bounce in her step, idly eyeing the storefronts. A clothing store catches her eye and she ducks inside, folding her parasol and hooking the handle over her arm.
She hasn't been browsing long when she spots someone over near the dressing rooms. He looks grumpy. Hitomi's about to just smile pleasantly at him and move on, but he looks familiar. She looks again. Isn't that Ikkaku Madarame, the third seat of Squad 11? What's he doing here?
There's no way she's gonna pass this up. Hitomi makes her way over, careful not to catch her voluminous skirts on any of the displays. That's a problem with this particular dress, but oh well. "Hello," she says, smiling sweetly. "Isn't it a lovely day today?"
She hasn't been browsing long when she spots someone over near the dressing rooms. He looks grumpy. Hitomi's about to just smile pleasantly at him and move on, but he looks familiar. She looks again. Isn't that Ikkaku Madarame, the third seat of Squad 11? What's he doing here?
There's no way she's gonna pass this up. Hitomi makes her way over, careful not to catch her voluminous skirts on any of the displays. That's a problem with this particular dress, but oh well. "Hello," she says, smiling sweetly. "Isn't it a lovely day today?"
