To dust or To Gold | Giselle & Rukia
It took a great of will power for the petite former shinigami to focus on the stranger’s explanation regarding the maze. Inwardly cursing for how long it actually was taking her, but she still felt both, her cheeks and ears burning and her heart accelerating at the mere little thought of what happened, before reuniting with the crowd.
Enough! Rukia snapped to herself, she needed to focus, and win those points, win the points and get closer of getting the powers back, with powers returned she could reach her at last. Despise all, she had to be paired with a quincy, at least she seemed better than rooster head over there. A small furrow at the mention of the rule regarding partners, well, at least that was set, if they wanted to go on, a small temporal alliance must be made. Yet that did not in any means she fully trusted her partner, no offense but there was a lot risk in this game.
As soon as the whistle was blown, Rukia widened her eyes with how everyone rushed, there was something about this she didn’t liked but all those thoughts aside. Of course she hurried too, and the perks of being small was that she could easily sneak around between the people. As expected there should be at least a side where there were some backpacks left alone, and the petite didn’t hesitated to run faster and take them.
Provisions are in this one, and weapons here, yes...
Despise her looks, she actually managed to carry all things for a moment, as she stopped to scan the crowd again and finally locating the ebony haired quincy. A partner was a partner.
“Oi! Gigi!” she added once she reached her and offered the other the survival backpack. “C’mon let’s go!”












