Rukia was, at times, somewhat difficult to get along with. She was not, however, a bad person by any means. So when she saw a bunch of smoke coming out of one of the buildings down here, she headed right for it, thinking there was a fire.
She practically burst on in, expecting flames and heat. "Hang...On...?" Instead, she got a blast of sickly-sweet smoke to the face, and she started to feel...Weird. Funny. Strange. It was like the smoke was running through her brain, fogging it up and making it hard to think. She stumbled further inside, the door slamming shut behind her. "Eep!" Rukia quickly turned, finding a man with a pipe in front of the door. "What's going on here...?"
The man grinned evilly, the owner of this little den. "Oh, we're just having a little fun..." He could see the innocence in Rukia's face, knew she'd never been somewhere like here before...By the time he was done, it'd be her favorite place in the whole wide Bazaar. "You want to join us, don't you." It wasn't a question.
At first, Rukia was even more confused. But that quickly seemed right, and she nodded. "Um...Okay....Where do I start?"
"Right this way." The owner quickly led her off, having plans already for this one. She was going to get a very particular drug, which would have very particular effects. So it was with great glee that he plopped her down on one of the many cushions littering the den, and got out...
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