#stregastella

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@stregastella

“Kat? Kat, where’d you--Fuck!” Dante muttered as he tripped over one of Kat’s spellbooks and nearly faceplanted on the floor.

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stregastella

  His ambitions to stop the ruling of Mundus was coming in closer, but, there was so much he needs to achieve before then. One was to find the whereabouts of his brother, Dante and the other was the clean up this mess. The human criminal gangs were a muck and it wasn’t as if the police was to do anything about them, they had such bad luck in catching them including their leader.

  It was where he needed to step in, make the place cleaner without being detected; even if The Order was listed as some ‘terrorist’ group, he knew he wasn’t - he knew what they were fighting for. He didn’t really care so much about humans, but, they were in the way, he couldn’t do what he needed if they were always stirring up problems and even for those within The Order. It was a mess and he needed them gone, quickly!

  “Kat, have you any whereabouts on the Crime gang’s leader?” He was the start of it all, how frustrating it was to deal with this when the cops couldn’t do their job properly. 

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stregastella  // pun

  “Hey Kat, why do seagulls fly over the sea? If they flew over the bay they’d be called bagels.”

[cyansovereign]

23 and 33! {{Sending you a couple more, why not!}}

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23. How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

Not.....very. Grimmjow is very impulsive, and doesn’t really regiment himself or try to organize. Places where he stays tend to get disorganized and stay like that a while until Grimmjow gets bored, tired of the mess, or both, and begins obsessively cleaning so it’s something a little more presentable.

33. Concept of home and family?

Not too dissimilar to his concept of weather and rain. He knows what it is, he just hasn’t experienced anything like it. The Espada were...comrades, but he wouldn’t really consider any of them family. Grimmjow knows he’s not a family man and will probably never settle down with someone unless he’s very, very impressed, and kids? You’d better be willing to put many, many years into training Grimmjow to not be a terrible parent even at his best. It’s unlikely to say the least.

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1 & 4!

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1. What does their bedroom look like?

Grimmjow’s bedroom in Las Noches was a bit bare, and furnished with only a bed, a table and chair, and some drapes over the window. He didn’t even put the table and chair in there himself, it was there when he got there. Still not having gotten used to having things to own, Grimmjow filled it with a small collection of things he’d taken from friends and enemies alike. Mostly trophies in the shape of body parts like horns or spines or broken masks, but occasionally accessories he’s taken off of defeated opponents. There are no drawers, so any clothes he had were simply laid out on the floor whether clean or dirty. There was a bathroom there, which had only a shower and a sink but no toilet.

4. What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

The funny thing here is the idea that Grimmjow would want or need to be in the kitchen in the first place. He can’t cook. He’ll just go look for something that doesn’t need cooking, or eat whatever Hollow animals he can find. Unless something in the kitchen smells really good–then he’ll just walk in and hover over the chef of the hour, asking questions in a demanding tone and wanting food.

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8 and 11. :)

8. Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

[ Glances at the threads I have going ] either lust or gluttony... As far as he’s concerned, why shouldn’t he indulge? He’s lived a life he can’t remember which may or may not have been shitty considering how long ago it was, become absorbed into a shrieking, cacophanous mass of voices and minds until he barely an individual anymore, clawed his way up through all of them to regain full control and sanity and melt away the other thousand minds, and spent over a hundred years eating his own kind to grow in power and stave off regressing back into that mindless being, only to be reborn into a military against his will and humiliated regularly. The way Grimmjow sees it, he deserves as much indulgence as he can get.

11. Intellectual pursuits?

Uh....virtually none. Anything that could be considered intellectually stimulating is something Grimmjow either hasn’t heard of, thinks is a waste of time, or both.