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@cae-iracundia
invcrted:
he doesn’t even answer —- he just groans out of disappointment , seeing that he managed to escape out of wherever momo locked him in.
he laughs ( an unsettling bark of laughter ), falling into a comfortable position on the couch with the ease of someone whose done the motion a million times.
“aww, c’mon capt’n--you know ya missed me.”
@invcrted
leans obnoxiously into his office.
“--OI! missed me, cap’n?”
shirokishii:
and he’s body-slammed into the ground—-a typical greeting ( and a painful one at that ). “ ha. ” he scoffs, “ you’re right. where the hell’ve you been ?? ”
grimmjow snorts and drops down into a squat besides him, chin casually resting on a fist. it’s been a minute since he was last here; it’s not like he doesn’t have a habit of disappearing and reappearing randomly without a word, but usually he doesn’t disappear for more than about a week or so.
“hueco mundo--had some shit i hadda deal with,” with aizen gone, it seems like everybody wants to test their luck and expand their territories--which, normally grimmjow doesn’t give a fuck about unless said expanding invades his territory and then all hell breaks loose. “stupid shit, but it’s dealt with now.”
of course, by ‘dealt with’ he means said invasive parties are now dead. that’s just how life be.
“so, what the hell you’ve been up to while i was gone, huh? that capt’n of yers beat ya ass for not doin’ paperwork, yet?”
hey pay no mind 2 my messy theme rn im redoing everything thenk xoxo
steps on his foot.
‘accidentally’ punches him in the face.
“--oops.”
shirokishii:
“ GRIMMJOW — !! ”
literally kicks him as a welcome. “ could’ve been better , but then your stupid ass decided to show up !! ”
he swiftly dodges the kick because, honestly, he’s so used to haru’s greetings at this point (predictable ass motherfucker), instead grabbing haru’s leg and body slamming him.
“shut the fuck up, y’know you were bored as fuck without my ass around !!”
shirokishii:
i smell a smelly smell—-a really smelly smell that smells.
sniff sniff.
i smell a smell; a smelly, super smelly smell that SMELLS. it can only be one thing--
“OI--HARU! how ya’ been, jackass?”
invcrted:
@cae-iracundia
what’s a “manner”
clearly somethin’ you don’t have !!
BITCH ! u right but SHUT THE HELL UR MOUTH !!
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bitCH
SNEEZES LOUDER ON UR PAPERWORK
wew ! henlo howdy uhHHH sorry i havent been all that active here lately -- life’s been Wildt & i’m also working on another blog so, yeah ! replies & etc will be done (hopefully) soon !
there’s no pretty way to put it
despairprey:
❝ well , look what the cat dragged in . ❞ quinto is cocky , why wouldn’t he be ? in the presence of someone he out - ranks , of course he is . it was laughable . even if he only has the upper hand by one measly rank , he’ll take it . he is like a snake , treacherous , venomous , tame up until the right moment . in company of someone who had once been so sure of himself , just as he is right now . snake will never learn , he’ll keep on making the same mistakes . at least they don’t have that in common . * @cae-iracundia. call.
“PISS off, nnoitra.” he snarled, hackles rising at the mere presence of the other espada ( sharp claws and sharper canines; was he man or was he beast? ). the quinto was nothing but a thorn in his side, a constant annoyance, a buzzing fly that wouldn’t go away no matter how much you swatted at it. ironic as it sounds, the sexta had been trying to enjoy a moment of peace and silence before the other had arrived and ruined it. then again, it was a fool’s quest attempting to get anything resembling peace and quiet in this place.
( keep looking down on me and i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you and take your precious rank from you, bastard. think i won’t? fucking try me. )
“what the fuck d’ya want?” there had to be something, there was always something. even if that something was just him simply wanting to give the sexta a headache ( which, judging by his rapidly souring mood, was beginning to form ). “well? spit it out already.”
“what the fuck” is an emotion now and its the only one i have
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