#bindingscales

[cinghialefedele]

behold. 1 piece of lemon candy.

A gasp!!

"Thank you!! I wasn't expecting to receive anything, so I know I'm a bit late, but--"

He whips around and presents a rather lopsided heart-shaped red velvet cupcake.

"I made one for you!! Happy Valentine's day, Lyric!"

[samagwi]

🍬

There is just one piece of candy left at the front door and no one to be found. It tastes like lemon cake.

"Hah?"

Really it's... kind of a miracle that Nnoitra didn't just step over (or on) the candy. He bends down, able to recognize the wrapping is a treat, at least. He sniffs it, eyes it closely as a beast does, before unwrapping it. It doesn't smell bad.

Almost tentatively, he licks it. It doesn't taste bad, either.

Popping the whole candy into his mouth, he lets out a pleased hum, before continuing on his way.

It makes at least the next few moments of his day enjoyable.

[yxngrou]

What did she get them for dragon appreciation day

⤿ @bindingscales [ unprompted]

AKARI had spent her time concentrating her reatsu to carve a crown of quartz ( since that's the only other sturdy material in these lands apart from bone). It was carefully made & hoping it was a good fit despite the horns on their head -- the most difficult consideration.

[kalopsiclic]

@bindingscales // villanry- killing: "What kind of monster could've done this? This is just… too much."

Death and the reaper are born are born like one. Where he walks, death follows, where he walks , he meets death. It may be by his hand or another's, but he is always there. The scent of it brought him here like a curious predator to find the scene But [ this time] he did not commit the killing.

" It could be any of them.... "

" I wonder what their reasoning for this was. "

Sōsuke had a strong stomach one can say. Carnage upon carnage fills his memories more than he can count his nights. It was nature to him.

The poor thing was unrecognizable to even his analytical eyes. The identity of a hollow, arrancar...human, or anyone beast of tangible form am was unclear. Ribbons of flesh strewn about and tending ripped from bone. The blood on the hard floors have yet to oxidize. This was recent.

"There are two."

Another body twisted like a rope. He almost missed it. But then his tone turned toward them. He spoke flatly. It wasn't anger (these are all just pawns in his game). He had confidence this was not an important one , so it will not be a task to replace them.

" you haven't seen or heard anything down here have you?"

[kalopsiclic]

@bindingscales replied Is that a disease ×

" feculence, dear Lyric, means fecal matter"

[timensdeum]

@bindingscales ; what the FUCK is that

unprompted !

BEEDY EYES OF BLACK FIXATE ON THEM ; it had sensed them from some time , now following their shadow out of puzzled curiosity --- now , it made itself known to them , making them feel like insects could be creeping , crawling on & under their skin . ❝ ... you look like fun . ❞