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❝ I know I am, I’m a great one. ❞

AKIHIKO PUFFED out his chest a little before laughing and looking up at the sky, hands moving to ruffle his hair from it’s slicked position – back to the messy one he usually had when he wasn’t sparring or in a battle. The sound in his throat rumbled down back into silence, sighing out quietly.

❝ I’m just trying to make the best of what I have left of my life – I don’t know if it’ll last beyond this war – not to sound so downtrodden and sad. It’s just reality talking at moments. ❞

“ Sometimes, you survive. Other times, you wish you hadn’t. “

He felt both of that on some days--he hated having to stare at the empty halls where his fallen comrades had used to be. He felt like he had failed them at times and that was the worst feeling to him. That dark heaviness that clouded over him.

A sigh would part his lips as he settled himself down onto the floor, back slowly leaning against the wall behind him. He tucked one leg up, draping his arm over his knee.

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❝ No one is one; everyone has their hands tainted in some way or another. ❞

At this point – everyone is defined by their abilities and how they were born or formed, not by personality. One could say the shinigami are the bad enemies and all should be vanquished – without considering their past and reasons. Arrancars are beasts, Quincies are … he didn’t know what others said … fanatics?

Eyebrows did quirk up at his words – and he snorted, tilting his head back slightly before letting out a soft oof as he landed on his back.

❝ Nah … I mean few do, but it’s not like I do it so rarely that it should be questionable – they probably assume I’m passed out asleep somewhere, which I usually am. ❞

“ What a soldier you are. “

His tone was mocking, in its own way, but it was hard to tell. Mikhail’s facial expression rarely ever changed, since he was still adjusting to the other male’s presence. While he was far more comfortable than he had been before, it was still a work in progress.

He wasn’t sure exactly how he felt about Akihiko and well, it was genuinely hard to tell with how he acted. It was simply what he had been turned into--a soldier bred for war. He was made for battle and while he knew that, Mikhail still had a hard time letting himself relax.

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❝ Too noisy, so I thought I’d take a break from sparring and from the other Quincies – it’s a cure for a headache to talk to anyone that isn’t a Quincy. ❞

PLUS HE was a fan of ruins, something about the aesthetics of them was pleasing to his eyes (and other things were aesthetically pleasing to him but he’d zip his lips on that part).

REGARDLESS HE sat down on a smooth slab of the ruins, crossing one leg over the other and leaning back onto his gloved hands, sighing out.

❝ Trust me, it’d be a godsend if all the Quincies were more like you. ❞

“ I am no angel. I’ve had my share of black moments. “

Arrancars didn’t fit anywhere in the world. They weren’t human nor were they Hollows--they were the spawn of evil itself. They were animalistic and brutal, their moments of civility and sanity easily interrupted by discord. Mikhail was no exception to this--he knew exactly how to use his brutality.

Pale eyes would watch from beneath blonde strands, turning away from the other male after a moment. His guard wasn’t completely down, but he didn’t feel the need to watch him so thoroughly anymore. Boots would kick away rubble, watching it roll across the open space with echoing sounds.

“ I am surprised your comrades have not noticed where you've been wandering to so frequently. “

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“ AND HE SAID UNTO THEM, I BEHELD SATAN AS LIGHTNING FALL FROM HEAVEN. “

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“ You’re back. “

Their first encounter with each other had been less...friendly--if this was even considered that. The Arrancar had been viciously hostile, simply assuming that the Quincy before him was here to try and capture him for their army. Things had changed--he had revealed himself to be innocent...at least for now.

Mikhail was often puzzled by this man. Why did he return to this place of ruin so often? The Privaron’s section of Las Noches had already been a wreck before--neglected for the newer, stronger Arrancar. Once Aizen had fallen, the entire place had fallen into decay. So, why did he continue to return?

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