#rapunzolll

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In trouble again?  What rotten luck.

How she detested summons by his majesty, or worse ; Jugram.  She moves with a sluggish pace, prolonging their meet, until at last, she’s before him, head bowed. Fingers fidget with one another,  her laughter weak and hoarse. 

❝  I ... I swear , whatever happened was totally  not my fault this time ~~!   ❞

[biskael]

“ is the prisoner a prisoner because he lives in a cage or because he knows that he lives in a cage? ”

elric saga / eternal champion starters .

      “ THE CAGE MAKES THE PRISONER , grandmaster . I believe the two cannot be , undeniably , without one another . Like so . Out of the cage , you’re freed from it . I've seen it time & again , sir . “       There’s a gentle shift in his weight . A shrug of his broad shoulders . Despite such airs , he speaks of cruelty so casually . Easy as breathing , his natural function .    

      " It is not up to the captured to decide that fact .               It is up to me , sir . "

for @rapunzolll .

[imagend]

“ My, not looking too good are you? ”       the kid was rather verbose unfortunately. a constant chatter consistent and droning about this, that and the other. he enjoys explaining the extent of his abilities to the uninitiated, like playing with toys, dancing them around until a piece breaks and he throws them into the corner. but nobody understands the kindness he offers. he knows he could kill everyone, but he doesn’t. he has no reason to prove himself in that regard. so for now, he’ll just pick your brain for a bit. “ You look like shit~ Getting worked like a dog but still coming back to Him whimpering, tail between your legs. Ha... it must be lonely. ”

@rapunzolll​

[biskael]

looms over cuz he can

@rapunzolll

THERE IS A BRISK GLANCE that he cast aside . he'd sensed that someone had crossed the threshold ; a weight , a presence , a scent . The Jailer leaned back in his chair , his head tilted upwards in a gentle , birdlike cant .

" guten abend , grandmaster . you're here at an uncharacteristically late hour . and in my own chambers , no less . " quilge stopped his writing , pen halted mid-sentence atop his journal . some of those flaxen locks spilled forth , jugram seemingly staring over his shoulder . quilge gives him a rather pointed grin . " never have you ever been so curious about my writings , sir ! unless you have something else you'd ask of me .

i assume the front lines have nothing but success to report . or is there another matter , of which i know little of ? " the staccato strike of his music punctuated his pause , spinning 'round on a old record player . a human-played symphony . " i am quite the busy man these days , after all . "

[biskael]

“Quilge, leave her alive. Kurosaki Ichigo must be captured still. If I see she’s fatally wounded to the point where she can’t be healed..,” a glare from callous eyes, the color of spearmint. If this plan were to work, it had to be done correctly. The Kuchiki’s life hung in the balance right now.

@rapunzolll ( ft. @killershinigami )

IT SADDENED HIM TO HEAR THOSE WORDS , TRULY . it isn't what he had in mind , but , he supposed that they couldn't be ignored . it was the grandmaster , after all . and as far as the remains of the wandenreich were concerned , his word was law . higher and holier than any other left .

" jawohl , grandmaster . " the jailer speaks to his superior , his poise intensely sharp & linear . not that his true feelings really showed , hidden by those sunglasses . masked behind a thin , unwavering lip . DISAPPOINTED , DOWNCAST . his holy angel of torment , who jails & judges the wicked , master of the hunt , ordered to suddenly show her mercy ? unheard of . quilge just knew that he'd itch at having to suddenly still his hand as he'd held the knife . and it ached inside of him . ate at him , hearing those words . he already detested the very idea of it .

not that capturing the kurosaki boy really surprised him . that was what he was ordered to do , years ago . and what happened then wasn't exactly a failure ( he'd wished the boy was tortured by the screams of his helpless allies as he could do nothing save stare out the bars of his prison ) . but quilge counted it as such . among his many feats , even there were moments where he'd fallen . many of them , days he'd much rather forget . a stain on his otherwise-pristine reputation .

" i am still the sword of the wandenreich ------ serrated , breaker of men , armor-piercing . and you are the hand that wields it . "

[biskael]

it's taking him every shred of restraint not to call the grandmaster "rapunzel" when he's out of earshot ------ @rapunzolll