I believe, Mister Lister, that this an appropriate time to give me "five."

[infinitelyslick]

Characters: Abarai Renji, Kira Izuru, Pesche Gautiche
When: Pesche does not wear a watch, and Hueco Mundo is in eternal night. So, someday between the beginning of time and the end of time, at night.
Where: By a tree, in a desert.
Rating:Pesche Gautiche
Summary: Pineapple-head and Killer-achoo are trapped in a rectangle. PESCHE SAVES THEM BECAUSE

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[howls_at_stars]

The first thing Renji was going to do when he saw Pesche was put his foot in the damn antlion's ass. What the hell was he trying to pull? Nel had said that the two of them were dead--why would they allow for here to honestly believe she had killed them? Surely they weren't intelligent enough to have a clever ploy behind this...and even if they did by some miracle actually have a plan in mind, Renji couldn't figure to what end. Especially since Pesche had made that loud, public post on the network--if Nel heard it, what would happen then?

He was going to give him an extra boot in the ass for eating one of Kira's men. It was one thing for the Arrancar to eat Hollows, but Pesche knew Shinigami, and should have known better than to fucking eat one. Kira had lost more than enough as it was; he didn't need to lose any more men. Stepping through the Garganta his phone could open up, Renji paused on the other side, then opened it a second time so Kira could come through. It was a bit cumbersome that only one could go through at a time, but he supposed he didn't have much to complain about. That he could access the Garganta at all without Urahara Kisuke's direct involvement (and thus, additional chores) was a blessing in itself.

Scratching the crown of his head as he closed the Garganta behind Kira, Renji frowned. "I ain't sure," he admitted. "Dummy said he'd be up a tree, and I have to assume he's near Las Noches, so..." He shaded his eyes, though it wasn't really necessary since there was no sun in Hueco Mundo, and then pointed. "S'that way," he said, and started forward, his sandals sliding in the soft sand.

They walked a moment in silence, and then Renji glanced at Kira sidelong, his brow knit in concern.

"You okay?" he asked quietly. "I mean...I know y'aint okay, but...you can't take this personal, all right? It wasn't a personal attack--Pesche's an idiot, but he's a good enough guy. I'm sure it was just a case of wrong place, wrong time." He sighed. "I'm sorry, man."