Jun 25, 2010 08:46
A soft breeze saw silver hair ruffle slightly, saw the grass around a lone figure snoozing in the fields under a tree shudder ever so slightly. Ichimaru Gin rested lightly under a tree in a field, finding nothing better to do with his time than to lounge about and hope that things wouldn't fall apart without his involvement in them.
It was a wonderful day, sunny, slightly breezy, and quiet, just like he liked it.....
The only thing that would make this beautiful day better, Gin had decided, would have been some sake.
ichimaru gin