"Robert’s got a quick hand.
He’ll look around the room, he won’t tell you his plan.”

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"Robert’s got a quick hand.
He’ll look around the room, he won’t tell you his plan.”
my hair is VERY soft and could EASILY be played with and you know how many people are playing with my hair??? zero
“Vows to what?”
If he wasn’t going to make it fun for her, what point was there to drag out a fight then? She’d just kill him and call it a day. Teach him not to waste her time. Besides, judging by his spiritual pressure, was not even a vice-captain.
"Figure it out."
Of course, he appeared weaker. If someone could suppress his spiritual pressure, how could they avoid useless fighting? If only she knew. But if only she'd just go away.
She pushed away freely from him, her boots crunching on peddles as
she slid not-so gracefully back. A face of disappointment was plastered on her pallid features. She had left so many openings, yet he chose not to take advantage of them.
“You better not block all of my attacks, fucker.”
And so the hand to hold his blade lowered. Those golden orbs that pierced through her were cold, unlike the lively and humble man her was before.
"I will not break my vows just for your enjoyment."
“Let’s do this.”
Several seconds passed, almost as though she was planning, before she lunged for the Shinigami at full speed, but not full strength. Not yet, anyway.
When she came at him, he lifted the blade. He wouldn't attack. It was against all that he worked towards. No, he'd let her bare her fangs as he defended himself. But he wouldn't harm her. Not on purpose. It wasn't him.
His shoved at her with the steel, the sharp edge pointed away from her skin.
Despite practicing peace, he's a skilled and experienced warrior.
“Let’s do this.”
The third seat pulled the katana from its sheath on his hip.
"Ladies first."
“What does my gender have to do anything?— —
Why does any of the shit matter to you? You know what? It doesn’t matter.
The faster you’re dead means my damn headache will go away.”
"So there's no persuading you from this violence...
I see... Very well. It can't be helped."
guYS IF WE’RE MUTUALS AND YOUR MUSE RANDOMLY WANTS TO TALK TO MINE, TAG. ME. IN. A. STARTER. I WILL REPLY BECAUSE I LOVE RANDOM STARTERS AND CUTE SHIT AND JUST MY MUSE BEING THROWN IN A SITUATION WHERE THEY’RE LIKE “WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!?! WHO THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!?! WHY THE FUCK ARE WE DOING THIS?!?!” BECAUSE ITS THE BEST THING EVER. So yknow yeah. Tag me in shit.
Shiori is a peacekeeper. He hates war, especially over race. He's actually completely, and has always been, against this Thousand Year War.
“I think you’re forgetting the whole me being a Quincy and you a Shinigami thing.”
"So that's your reason? Because of what we are? There's more to me than just a shinigami, just as you're more than quincy. Unless that's all you are? Are you not a woman? Are you not a living being with your own mind? Your own goals? Your own dreams? I don't forget what we are, but you seem to forget who you are."
“Your death, duh.”
"Hmm... I suppose so, huh?
But why would you kill me? I've done nothing to you."
Sweaty and tired, after training and various paperwork duties, Haruka just wanted to get back to her quarters in Ninth already. But she was in Seventh, not Ninth. Slumping down onto a step, Haruka leaned against the nearby fence, disregarding the small stack of papers she still had left. They could just stay beside her on the step, undisturbed. Perhaps if she ignored them long enough they would cease to exist.
Maybe he'd have just moved onto his own quarters. This was his division after all. But, for someone caught his attention. And she didn't look like she was from this part of the Seireitei. Not if her uniform told him otherwise.
So it wouldn't be strange that Shiori approach her. The brunette was in his barracks after all. "You seem tired," He observed, bending down to be more to her current height. "Do you need help back to your barracks?"
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“Basically, what I’m sayin’ is, draw your fuckin’ sword cause were gonna fight whether you like it or not.”
"Sweetheart, I'd rather not. What good comes from such violence?"
An eye for an eye
Only ends up making the whole world blind.
dergo-gaoth said: "Wait— I can’ be friends with someone if I draw a half bone on them?" GETS REALLY ANXIOUS “‘M SORRY!"
She was rubbing at the ink marks with her sleeve when she glanced over. "It's rude to draw such vulgar images on someone. You're lucky I'm one of those forgiving people.
"By the way, child, what's you're name? I always see you around the Third's captain and lieutenant. Is that your division?"
"If you truly wish to apply, you may submit a formal request to our lieutenant… —but be sure to review what it is we stand for here. There is many an unconventional rule here, and some are less than… floral, one might say."
"You're too kind, Captain, Otoribashi. I'm actually pleased you came back. Along with your friends, of course. I'll see about sending that request."