[ There's always a nagging sense that he should be doing something but he doesn't know what. There's no work for Renji to do, no threat other than boredom and the people who brought him here. Escape is impossible, bending to the intentions of his captors unthinkable. So at this time of night his restlessness moves him to do something, go somewhere. Which is why Keigo's text finds him leaning on the edge of a pool, re-learning how to swim. He used to pretty good when he was a kid, back when the best way to cool off in the summer was in a stream. These days he's out of practice.
Renji pauses after opening the text. He'd sort of been dreading Keigo's eventual message after what happened in that virtual world, but this doesn't... sound like that's what he wants to discuss.
no subject
Renji pauses after opening the text. He'd sort of been dreading Keigo's eventual message after what happened in that virtual world, but this doesn't... sound like that's what he wants to discuss.
After a few minutes, he responds. ]
Yeah. What's going on?