Even Renji hadn't realized how late they are. When they come barrelling over to the lines to get identified, they're very nearly the last ones there.
The man in charge of collecting blood identification looks him up and down for what seems like a very long moment. Renji keeps his face very carefully blank. He knows he's still got scuffs and scratches on him, and his hair is something he tends to get shit for every other year. But after a tense few seconds, he gets his finger jabbed and is sent on his way.
He finds his way to the back of the crowd of boys, though who he's looking for isn't exactly hard to spot. Between Kurosaki's bright orange hair and Sado's height, they're easy to pick out of a crowd. He doesn't even get a chance to say anything once he finds them, though. Ichigo wheels around and smacks him on the back of his head.
"Ow! Hey! What was that --" He stops abruptly, catching the eye of one of the Peace Keepers as Trinket toddles onstage to begin the procession. He continues in a whisper once the dumb video starts, though. "What was that for?"
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The man in charge of collecting blood identification looks him up and down for what seems like a very long moment. Renji keeps his face very carefully blank. He knows he's still got scuffs and scratches on him, and his hair is something he tends to get shit for every other year. But after a tense few seconds, he gets his finger jabbed and is sent on his way.
He finds his way to the back of the crowd of boys, though who he's looking for isn't exactly hard to spot. Between Kurosaki's bright orange hair and Sado's height, they're easy to pick out of a crowd. He doesn't even get a chance to say anything once he finds them, though. Ichigo wheels around and smacks him on the back of his head.
"Ow! Hey! What was that --" He stops abruptly, catching the eye of one of the Peace Keepers as Trinket toddles onstage to begin the procession. He continues in a whisper once the dumb video starts, though. "What was that for?"