Entry 02.

[protector_ofone]

THE HELL IS WITH THIS.
I'm talking like a haiku;
glad my dad ain't here.

But Rukia's here
Fate's got s'mthin' on me Oi.
... anyone got room?

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[unbewildered]

There are twelve buildings--
No landlord, no rent, no fees.
Choose any you want?

[protector_ofone]

Thought there'd be a catch
To me, nothin's ever free
Which one're you in?

[unbewildered]

As far as I know--
Hotel California-esque--
No catches to stay.

Except being stuck
In the city "forever."
Oh. Try Building 12.

[protector_ofone]

Huh. "Forever"'s long;
I've got no plans to stay here
Must save my sisters.

You sound pretty sane
Tell me: what is this City
And "Hell" ain't enough.