Who:
withoutnobody &
nostray.
What: Riku sticks his fingers into some wounds, Renji finds out about his late-night visits to Zabimaru.
When: today
Where: 4-2
Warnings: Ssssome violence, some Renji temper-tantruming.
[he's been coming from 4-2 naturally for a while now, letting himself in through the quiet door and changing atmosphere -- like going from a rainy beach fog to behind the waterfall and into the cave, all full of echoed noise]
[Renji's usually loitering about the ship, but he could smell him from the other side of the door and down the hall: a little bit of animal, a little bit of spice, a touch of aftershave -- oddly mixed with the scent of powders and oils]
[he's polishing Zabimaru again, maybe even talking to him inside his head or inside his heart or however it was that soul weapons worked]
[the keybearer watches for a minute as he leans against the door frame, arms crossed]
[both of them are hungry, he'd bet, but Riku's not in the mood to play the gluttony-feeder today]
That how you're gonna spend all afternoon?
[his voice is amiable, comfortable, a little seeking]