#niveusserpentem

[vanorey]

G U I T A R S ǀ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ʙᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴜ ǀ ɴɪᴠᴇᴜssᴇʀᴘᴇɴᴛᴇᴍ

「－－・｛王｝・－－」 Entering the bar quaint yet fanciful bar, the smooth jazz music floated into his ears as he trudged across the room. The concert was deemed stupendous among the audience and his band's manager but the lead guitarist was worked to the bone.

When he neared the center of the leisure space, Grimmjow's eyes flickered around the room to detect his acquaintance. It was an easy find and took no more than a few good seconds. In response to his find, Grimmjow continued his way towards the quiet, gothic-looking girl situated at the corner of the room. How typical of her.

"Yo. Starrk ain't comin' today. Work has been shit rough an' he's gonna nap out the entire day." 

[terrcera]

Discreetly snuggles close.

       sudden closeness would’ve been totally              unwelcomed by the espada, had it been              merely anyone but her fracciones. the              whipping sound of water against flesh              would’ve taken place instead of the              peaceful quietness that surrounded them.

              her imposing figure does not move, not a              gaze comes to their way for to direct sharp              eyes would be a sign of disapproval.

              she welcomes it.