Crimson

Oh my~

[The handwriting appears slower and more clumsily than usual for those who are familiar with Crimson's. It might have something to do with the fact seeing his journal through his hand is a bit disconcerting. Or maybe he's drunk.]

I think I shall be spending the next couple of days in this Wilderness~♥ Bastet-san, care to join me~?

[Oddly enough, those who are able to sense his reiatsu will find him in the Scavenger's Yard rather than the Wilderness he said he's in.]

_{{OOC: Backdated to morning of the 30th.}}

[There's a couple of dirt smudges that accompany the messy scrawl that finally appears across the journals after a long bout of ink silence.]

Ah, my apologies for forgetting about my journal for such a long time! It seems to have gotten buried and then lost underneath all the things I've accumulated over the past month or so...

[Someone's been digging around the Scavenger's Yard looking for his zanpakutou, not to mention building an underground cavern underneath the resident clothing store run by a certain best friend of his, hence the dirt.]

But I have manged to excavate it, never fear! To the newcomers that I have not met, I'm Crimson, at your service~♥! To those that do know me, have you missed my charmingly written lines of conversation~?

 The silence of the tree, or lack of thereof, is suddenly broken by a crash of various containers being thrown onto the floor and the voice of an angry young girl screeching out from the radios.

"Shut the hell up! Here I am helpin' ya outta kindness and all ya can do is complain?! Ya damn dickhead!"

"What are you so upset about?" The second voice is male, but... creepy sounding, to put it lightly. "That attitude of yours is really quite vexing."

"I said shut up! Why should I help ya anyway? I'm a lieutenant! Tell me what seat ya are!"

"How ridiculous... I have no need for seat numbers."

"I'll tell ya! Third seat! Third seat, get it!? I'm a lieutenant and you're a third seat! Ya can't order me around!!"

"I think you're the one who doesn't get it. In the *STATIC*, I'm second in command and you're just the laboratory head. I outrank you. If you want to follow the rules, then as long as you're here, you answer to me."

There's a frustrated sound before... "Kisuke!!!!!"

"Yeeees?" The tired yawn that responds to the name obviously belongs to Crimson as slow footsteps approached the other two. "What is it? And please be quiet... I didn't get much sleep last night..."

"Do somethin' about this jerk! Ya haven't trained him right--" The girl cuts herself off abruptly. "...What's that?"

"Oh, this? It's a new gigai I'm trying out. You heard *STATIC*-san this morning didn't you? That this thing in *STATIC* might have to do with souls being unable to maintain human form. I thought if that's true, then maybe if nearly-disintegrated souls were put back in human form, I could stop them from disappearing. I'd just decided to try it out with a gigai."

"You..."

There's the pattering of running feet, then a voice sounding out, as if from behind a door.

"Excuse me! This is sixth seat, *STATIC*, of the ninth division. Is Captain *STATIC* Kisuke of the twelfth division inside? I'm here with a request from Captain *STATIC*!"

"Please, come in."

_{{OOC: Radio memory for Crimson! Red = Hiyori, Blue = Mayuri, Green = Urahara, Purple = Todo. Scene is from Chapter -103: Turn Back the Pendulum 6 of the manga and Episode 209 of the anime.}}

Hello wonderful and lovely citizens of the ever so majestic oak that we have been forced to call home~

This is Crimson here, wishing everyone (old and new, young and wrinkly, happy and gloomy) a Happy New Year~♥!

This is also Crimson announcing that not only is it a new year today with the clock ticking past midnight, it's also Bastet-san's birthday, so....


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BASTET-SAN~♥♥♥!!!!!!!!!!

[The large font and garish colors? It's so totally about getting everyone's attention and telling them it's his best friend's birthday rather than the actual delivery of birthday wishes since you know, he's kind of actually there with her.]