A New Factor In Life [Closed]

"Considering your current state," Tsubine replied with his usual smug tone, "I don't think it would be wise for that date to happen soon. I'll just come over to get you for the dinner when I feel it's the right time." This was almost surreal for Kaminari. Was this really happening? Had she just said yes to a date with Tsubine? Yes, she did. At this point, she could only hope that she'd remember it when the time actually came. Sure, she wasn't drunk, but being high could make her a little scatter brained. “Yes. You're right.” she agreed, not sure what else to say. She was still surprised over the situation she had gotten herself into and his offer for her to move in with him wasn't helping. With a slip of the tongue, she gave hints to something that she'd not ever usually allow. She could only hope that he wasn't paying attention at that point. A quick change of subject was needed, so she went for the first thing that came to mind: getting Tsubine drunk. Yes, that was the perfect thing to bring up.

"I'm afraid I may not be as entertaining as you think while intoxicated..." he said. “Oh, really? And why is that?” she replied quickly. "People say I get philosophical and depressing. There's a reason I don't keep much liquor here." he explained. She raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, that would do it, though I do wonder why you'd get depressing. I always thought you would get more... outgoing, I guess.” she said. Her explanation wasn't perfect, but Tsubine would understand what she meant by it. She imagined him being the life of the party when drunk, not the downer. Right at the conversation between them turned to a more casual nature, of course, Kaminari began feeling odd. It was different than before. When effected by the pills, she just felt loopy. This made her feel weak, nauseated, like something was slowly draining her. Once she realized it was getting worse with every passing second, she made it known that something just did not feel right with her.

"I think it's time for you to leave." Well then. She wasn't expecting to get kicked out the moment she said she wasn't feeling right. Most people would tell her to lay down. Once he said that she looked to him with a very offended look on her face. "There is no definitive proof, but...” He came closer and looked right in her eyes, as if he was actually examining her for something specific. Noticing this, she made sure to widen her eyes slightly and look right back him  him. "they say the Sugiura realm's different spiritual makeup causes non-Sugiura to weaken until they eventually die. Considering just being here, alone and absorbing the energy of this realm caused me to become a Sugiura... I can say that it's highly likely the rumors are correct. Bringing you here may have been good to get that cold taken care of, but I don't think you should stay any longer. I can take us back to an old safehouse in the World of the Living where you should be able to contact the Gotei there. If that won't, I'll find a Shinigami and get them to open a Senkaimon for you."

Kaminari nodded to him and a cocky smile slipped onto her lips. Did he really not realize? “Tsubine... I know how to open the Senkaimon on my own.” she told him with a smirk. She wondered how he would take that. She could have gone back to the Gotei way before now, yet she chose to come here with him. She pushed herself to her feet, but something felt like it had immediately pushed back down on her. A strange pressure caused her to lose her balance and fall toward him. If he did not catch her, she was not so weak as to fall on her face. She'd catch herself, take a deep breath and then look back toward him. “I think it is about time that I go.” she said, “Take me back.” She brought her hand up to her forehead and noticed her temperature was lower than when she arrived. It was easily deduced that she was not sick. Something actually was wrong with this realm. Well, not wrong with the realm. It was just not compatible with her body. If she stayed for too long, who knew what could happen to her. Unlike Tsubine, she did not have Sugiura blood running through her veins. “Quickly...” she practically begged, grabbed onto the upper part of his clothing as she felt another strange wave of pressure that she had to fight off.