Like she'd expected, the kido hadn't been especially effective. The five pillars dissipated at Rukia's command, her attention already on the Quincy still accompanying her here. There was a decent chance of success with this sort of help.
"Keep her there as long as you can. I'm going to the bottom. If I can get into the shaft, I should be able to force her out."
Looking down off the top of the Needle, Rukia stepped into the air, allowing herself to simply fall for now. She began a chant and brought forward her hands as if to send forward a Byakurai, but stopped herself midway through. Not because she had suddenly realized that she couldn't feasibly hit the enemy, however, as she'd known that long before she began the spell. It was just a good plan to make an opponent assume she was less competent than she was.
Touching the ground quite gracefully, Rukia unsheathed her zanpakuto, and held it in front of her long enough to rotate it, speaking the release quickly, but with purpose. There wasn't time to delay this, but she frankly wished at times like these that her zanpakuto were a little less ritualistic.
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki."
The moment it was finished, she shot forward into the elevator shaft, and the moment she reached it, she spoke once more, already preparing herself to take action as quickly as she was able. This whole ordeal was a matter of speed, she knew, or she'd just be putting herself into a bad position.
"First Dance, White Moon."
As quickly as possible, Rukia drew a circle around herself, covering as much of the floor as was possible at this speed and with her admittedly less-than-stellar reach. The moment it was completed, it glowed for only a moment, before fully activating and freezing everything within, all the way through the shaft. This included, of course, Rukia herself, but that didn't really matter much to her. After all, she was just as cold.
END POST | COLD AS ICE