All Noble Things Are Touched [Rukia, Himiko]

"Okie dokie, Ku-chi-ki-chan~!"

She jovially said while poking her head outside of the yurt, the impish grin betrayed no small amount of playful mischief. You had to keep a grin on your face and make the work atmosphere fun, right? Well, that was her philosophy on it anyway and after a pause to wait to see the reaction she giggled and pulled her head back in.

"Just lemme get changed and we can go."

It wasn't like she lived and breathed in that uniform, her's was cute and all but that's because she'd changed it up a bit and added a super cute little scarf to it. The plain shihakusho was just so unfashionable after all but it was still nice to wear other things which is why it took her a few minutes to come out of the yurt with her uniform on and ready. Ears and tail betraying her excitement at the idea of a patrol.

"Ready when you are... Ku-chi-ki-chan."

Why did she exaggerate every syllable? She just thought it sounded cuter that way.

"Aww but doesn't it sound cute when I say your name like that? Well, that's fine. Rukia's still a cute name too."

Not exactly dejected or even offended by the request, Himiko just spoke her mind a little too much.

"Sure! Germany is great, in fact a lot of Europe is great. I'll totes show you around, we can even drop into my boyfriend's for lunch maybe if we get hungry."

Any excuse even if it didn't seem as professional as one might hope to hear. Himiko didn't get fazed at all by fact that she brazenly suggested and wanted to go along with this idea.

"So we going now like right right now?"

One could only wonder what had her so eager to get to the World of the Living, was it the scenery or the patrol itself? Maybe!

"Uh huh. He's like an Emperor and stuff."

She didn't linger too much on the fact he was an emperor or more specifically, the Holy Roman Emperor. Instead she began to set off towards the Senkaimon with a hand grabbing at Rukia's wrist and dragging her in tow. They had a lot of places to be and a certain place to get to in particular.

"He's so big and handsome and dreamy, uwah! It's like a fairy tale. Don't you think?"

The matter of his royal status was after all, something that she didn't linger on. Position was such a silly thing to linger on as far as she was concerned but out in the woods and living like a wild child the whole idea of social class never really stuck with her. It was just something that existed around her.

"We met over coffee and then we went out camping - it was a magical time - and then we just ended up going from there you know? Just stuff like that."

She might've contemplated about asking Rukia why she was so interested in her boyfriend but the thought did not cross her mind and instead she came to a different approach to tackling the interest which remained in blissful ignorance.

"But enough about my boyfriend, tell me about your's if you wanna talk about boys."

If not for her overly friendly tone and air-headed behaviour, the Kuchiki might've assumed that she was malicious in trying to bait out her single nature - if one would assume as such. Himiko was no such person though and only suffered from the lack of wit.

She'd done well thus far to live without them though, right?

"Oh? He's in the division? Who is it? Is it that guy with white hair and covered in scars?"

Himiko couldn't say she had been as up to snuff as she was with the boys of the division since she got a boyfriend, not like when she was single and she knew all the gossip and fish in the waters. Now she was pretty content with the one that she had landed and didn't mind the dive in to get it either.

"Awww, that's so lame though. What else do you talk about with your girlfriends if not boys? Make up and fashion can only go so far."

She ventured, oblivious to the fact that none of those probably were her cup of tea. Rukia wasn't one of those kinds of girls was she?