The room Rukia was brought to was... hard to tell, even if Rukia's mind was already getting stoned just from the smoke in the place. It had Asian accents and the cushions looked of similar decent but the thickness of the smoke was unreal. No wonder if Rukia was aware the smoke shop above had all its smoke filtering into this place.
It was a perfect way for this place to get new addicts as the owner set an opium pipe infront of Rukia. "Here you are." He said, not seeming the least bit affected by all the smoke surrounding him.
Rukia, on the other hand, was a bit woozy looking, the smoke starting to really get to her as she coughed several times. But, she picked the pipe up. The owner lit it for her and brought it to Rukia's lips, letting her breath it in.
"There, see? Doesn't that make everything better?" He asked Rukia, eagerness for her 'joy' in his voice, even if it was more for his own, knowing well enough.
Rukia could only nod. She was feeling better as the smoke felt less crushing against her. The magic in the pipe she was given went to work, filling every vessal in her body with the smoke so, much like the owner, she wouldn't feel the negatives, only the addiction. But that wasn't the only changes...
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