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                look, we all match~ C: munchritter, gigixgewelle, voltsoflightning.

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Get in loser we’re going to Hueco Mundo

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“Yeah, yeah~” she quipped, a step or two behind her fellow Stern Ritter. “It’s not going anywhere, y’know.” And besides, the three of them were forced to pause side by side as soldat scrambled to prepare the Gate of the Moon. Giselle placed an elbow on the Power’s shoulder, half leaning her weight on her as the doors parted, and the desert cloaked in that eternal night stretched out before them. 

One by one they landed, sending grains of sand sliding down the dunes that otherwise seemed untouched. The place looked empty to her. Maybe Quilge had actually been doing his job.

“So where do we start?” 

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        'Beats the Hell outta me,’ the Glutton answered, lackadaisically snooping around the unsightly chasm of ashes, more ashes, and the contents of Candy’s skull: nothing. Her first footfalls upon the dunes were dainty, weightless; for all of its advertisements, the consecrated graveyard that was now the Hollow World turned out to be about as engaging as a slog through a cathedral tour in the mind of a five-year old. Each second which drained away mirrored the slow, face-straightening tedium that also happened to bleed away their hopes.

                          She twirled the hilt of her frilly umbrella.                Punctuated the pensive silence by crushing a potato chip between her teeth.                                               And – pouted.

                                                   ‘—— Kinda… sucks actually, doesn’t it?’

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                “-- Yeah it is,” Meninas agreed after a moment of silence, a rather profound pout coming to rest on her own lips as she took in the endless, seemingly empty land before them-- and though there wasn’t a soul in sight her growing distress stemmed from the colorless sands beneath her feet, “I’m going to have sand everywhere by the end of this trip, aren’t I?”

                The question was rhetorical-- neither needed to answer in order to indulge her complaints. She had simply said them to say them. Still, she wasn’t exactly pleased with this initial entrance. It lacked... a lot of what she had expected. She supposed it was no ones fault but her own for believing Quilge would have straightened things up better.

                  “-- Maybe we should have asked someone where to go before we came...”

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'How about some candy though?' : )

                “Hmm~ I might have some with me,” She was teasing of course– ever since she had met the small girl she had been keeping a few sweets tucked away ( both due to her being absolutely adorable and because she could be something hardly short of horrendous when hungry ), “– Ah, it seems you’re in luck today Lil-chan, I do~.”

                A gloved hand was extend as she pulled it from the confines her pocket– three small, brightly wrapped candies held in her palm for Liltotto to take.

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'You're lookin' pretty rad today, just saying.' 8)

                “Oh~? Is that so?” Meninas questioned lightly, lips drawing into a small ‘o’ of surprise– a single hand outstretched to press gently to the top of her head, “Thank you Lil-chan~ You look cute too, as you do every day.”

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Get in loser we’re going to Hueco Mundo

       'What’re we waitin’ for, slow-asses?’ Juvenile anticipation exuded from the younger Quincy; the expectation of a hole-studded buffet line veritably bringing out the inner child she sought so industriously to conceal away. ‘Hurry up, c’mon; let's go already!’

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                “Patience is a virtue, you know~.” Meninas teased the blonde lightly, though in truth she was just as eager as she to escape the mundane and trivial activities of the day thus far-- head canted back to cast a sideways glance at the Zombie, tiers lifting the slightest, “I think she’s talking to you though Gigi~.”

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'Hey, Meni?' Gently pulls at her skirt hem, inquisitive. c:

                “– Hmm? What it is Lil-chan~?”

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Shuffles into her room in a onesie. It's sleepover time, loser.

                “You look so cute Lil-chan~! Perfect timing too, I’m exhausted!” There’s plenty of room for them to share the bed– so Meninas moved over, patting the now empty space beside her with a smile.

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“Thanks, I guess? Your hair is pretty too.”

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                “Mhm, thank you~.”

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                              & THE SKY LOOKS  GREAT  FROM THIS VIEW,                                                           ———–  DOESN’T IT?

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meninas wrecking shit.

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zombie toshiro hitsugaya ↳ requested by anonymous.

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"As far as you know, I could be a unicorn! Imagine having a unicorn! It would be amazing!"

               “…….” This girl had to be stupid, there was no other explanation– though, silently to herself, she would admit that unicorns were very cute, “– How unfortunate for you if you are and don’t know it.”

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"Can I join the Quincy Wrestling Association? It seems like fun!"

                “– Are you stupid? You aren’t even a Quincy.”

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starter call!!

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just a reminder this would be meni’s qwa theme song in case you forgot.

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die-macht–;

                         ‘Oi, Meni…’

        Liltotto was sprawled out upon the other’s bed, stocking-snared, wiry legs cycling in upside-down paddles in the air. There didn’t seem to be a remote apology in the Glutton’s voice, like an unashamed, cosseted younger sister, as she nonchalantly invaded the other’s private quarters. Rather, she was concerned with flicking a salvo of biscuits from their foil sheath, and weaving her head around beneath them to swallow each with perfect precision. The loud, near-vulgar crunches and gulps which followed in the aftermath blurred and muffled her speech, which was interrupted by sloppy mastication and a plume of crumbs.

              ‘I know you could kick the Hulk’s ass, but seriously–                                 What’s goin’ on with you and Mask?’

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                “-- Hmm, what do you mean Lil-chan?” Meninas questioned after a moment of silence, magenta eyes lifting from the assorted nail varnishes she had been choosing from ( ‘Ravish Me Red’ the victor this time ) -- legs tucked carefully beneath her as she sat upon the plush, white sofa, “What about Mask and I?”

                Head canted to the side as she stared at the petite blonde lounging comfortably on her bed, gaze drifting briefly to the small mess she was making upon her soft pink comforter. She would have to get someone to clean once Liltotto was gone but until then she’d keep silent. After all, she rather enjoyed her company compared to most. 

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        'Look, Meni, all I’m saying is – maybe, y'know, shut up? No offence, though.’

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                “-- Don’t be rude Lil-chan~ Ladies don’t speak like that you know.”