I’ve run across a few “What if Rock ever picks up a gun” Black Lagoon fanfics, but only one or two of them really seemed to fit the character of Rock as someone who (used to be) a decent and moral guy. Continue reading
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A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Pregame Setup
Hei frowned. Slipped his foot under the ball and tossed it up into his hands in a move he had to have cribbed from Karin, and walked over to crouch by Yin. “Can you tag it? It’s not alive.”
“…Think so?” Continue reading
A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Obvious Hazards
Ryuuken took another drag of smoke. “You avoided getting between Ichigo and danger for years. Now is a very bad time to change that habit. He’s finally able to perceive spirits clearly again, he has every intention of avoiding Hollows, Continue reading
A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – It’s Personal
From what hints Isshin had dropped of his life before earth, the reports Ichigo and his friends had brought back… life in Seireitei, even Rukongai, was relatively safe from Hollows. Continue reading
A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Precautions
“But Aizen is gone, hopefully for good, and we need to concentrate on cleaning up the mess,” Ryuuken went on. “I wish my grandfather was alive. As it is I’m having to rely on what notes he left to treat Ichigo, and other wounded souls.” Continue reading
A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Drama Addict
“Yakuza and Hollows and cops from Tokyo, and he still won’t talk to me!”
Ryuuken leaned against the outside wall of his hospital well away from the Emergency entrance, blowing out a thin stream of smoke. Damned if he would handle this level of Kurosaki drama without nicotine. Continue reading
A Spirited Picnic Ch1 Ficbit – Not Lucky
“Bright kid.” Huang tipped his beret back a little, regarding Karin fondly. “Never go into a fight counting on luck.”
“Unless you can make sure it’s your enemy’s, and all bad.” Mao licked a bit of tuna off his whiskers, Continue reading
