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Remember those drabbles that I started last year? Well, I have a couple more that I’ll probably be able to pump out to ya. What’s good about this, is that both contain Renji Abarai, whose b’day is August 31 =3= So, to celebrate it (a bit early), here’s the first of the two~ X---X Subject: Write about a town that ran out of its sugar supply Ichigo was currently battling a hollow that just so happened to choose to attack Karakura. Gritting his teeth, the Substitute Shinigami raised his sword, fed up with the persistent beast, which was currently roaring a high-pitched scream. “Getsuga”- Ichigo called, the energy

Despite his men numbering in the hundreds, no one really knew Shi-Long Lang. Not as in-depth as he knew them. He knew of all their demographics, full names, family members, likes, dislikes, experiences, greatest accomplishments, fears-you name it. And he had this all cataloged in his mind. Sorted and filed mentally, all at his disposal. But Lang wasn't a malicious tyrant or manipulative dictator. He merely knew these things, so that he connected with his men on a deeper level. He called them his pack; loyal wolves, and he was their shifu, their alpha. Leader, and "elder brother", so to speak. His men were his family, his brothers in arms, an