This time, this time

[devouringking]

Who: Grimmjow, OPEN
What: Waking up on the Island, his second day here, collecting his thoughts and possibly encountering others.
When: January 21st
Where: Salkia Forest
Warnings: It's Grimmjow. He's a warning in himself.

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[jushinkan]

He had to say, while their conversation wasn't exactly enlightening in a self rewarding sense, it was pretty informative in another. Of course, in the end, it all still revolved around himself, but that was the way he worked. That was all that's important really, in the end.

This? This wasn't vital really. He could have just stayed at home and done nothing about it. Sure that'd be boring, and coming here wasn't really a great way to burn his time either... But it was something to do other than stare at trees all day long and listen to the network. Nothing really interesting on there either, save for talk of a murder. That was pretty fun for about ten seconds or so.

So out the door he went, trying to track down that wonderful little conversationalist. Where could he be? ... Oh there he was! Well that wasn't hard to find!

He did his best however to stay at least somewhat out of the way, materializing into a higher up branch in that forest, holding on to one of the thicker branches as he balanced easily up there. The damage looked much worse from this perspective, didn't it? So it was only big talk? He'd be lucky if he didn't get eaten by monsters before he got out, wouldn't he?

... How far could he drag himself like that? The rage that radiated off of him was like a beacon and a delicacy, he may as well stick around and feed from it for now... Just to see what happens.

[devouringking]

The Arrancar trudged through the forest, not seeming to care about the blood leaking from his wounds. He had spent a whole day lying about already. There was no more time to waste. Either he found that girl or he had to find someone else to heal these wounds. There was no way in hell he was gonna sit around and wait for them to heal over time. He was a restless man. he needed action and he needed to be at his best. The strongest.

He suddenly stopped though, lifting his head high, like an alert animal. Someone was nearby. His muscles began to tense as he tried to pin point where it was coming from. Blue eyes jolted around in their sockets before he set his eyes on a tree. He smirked with a sharp chuckle before he rushed towards the tree, which Xellos was in. Grimmjow brought a fist back, and forward it went, right into the tree.

The trunk of it seemed to expand at the impact of the punch, the bark and tree itself crackling under the pressure before the trunk shattered into pieces. It was a primitive way to chop down a tree, one could say. He felt the splinters and chucks of tree fly past him, hearing the tree groan as it started to topple over. The Espada grinned wider, taking a few steps back to look up into the tree, trying to see the person responsible for that energy source.

[jushinkan]

Oh, fast thing, wasn't he? At least, it didn't take him long to sense the monsters presence here. Not that it was, in and of itself, impressive. The beast priest himself felt a rather nice amount of energy radiating from the being below him, so he had to be of some either magical or spiritual credit.

He'd even managed to locate which tree he was in. Now wasn't that surprising? Xellos didn't even seem the least bit concerned, arching a brow as Grimmjow charged at the tree. Before that blow met the trunk, he'd already figured out what the plan pretty much was. Not like the man below was being subtle or anything.

He was gone before the first shard ever snapped off the tree, vanishing in a disjointed haze and what almost sounded like the discharge of electricity. Not that he'd be gone for long, the monster simply reappeared in a tree a slight distance away from the last. He wasn't hiding now though, the distinct sound of laughter proof enough of that.

[devouringking]

Those blue eyes, yet again, followed the source jump to another tree, and his ears picked up the laughter. The bastard was playing with him now. His lips twitched in irritation his growl of anger muffled out by the crash of the tree he had just pretty much destroyed. Once it hit the ground, Grimmjow bent his knees and leaped up into the air, high above some of the trees before spotting the dark haired man. That was indeed the source.

No one looked down upon him. No one laughed in his presence, let alone at him. This bastard thought he was so damn sneaky? Confident? Well he wouldn't be after Grimmjow was through with him; ripping out his vocal chords so he wouldn't be able to laugh at him anymore.

He hovered for a brief moment before he rushed down towards the tree, and outstretched his foot, intending to smash the tree branch.

[jushinkan]

Yes he was playing with him, and oh boy was this a fun game! The anger that he felt in his unwilling playmate swelled, and that only added to his own mirth, the laughter and giggles from the monster almost childish in it's pure delight. Oh, this was funny. He tilted his head back as a blue and white blur shot up past him... And was cheeky enough to give the other man a pleasant little wave, smiling brightly up at him.

To be fair, Xellos looked down on almost everyone that wasn't a monster lord or higher. Sneaky and confidant, actually. And smart to boot. He had to stifle his own laughter with his hand, watching the enraged man above now as he waited patiently on the branch.

Oop! There he went again! And there went Xellos with a fresh new burst of laughter, vanishing with the same crackle of energy. Oh, now in another tree, what was this sound?

"Thhhpppppt!" ... No, you were never too old to blow raspberries.

[devouringking]

He gave out a shout of anger as the branch fell away, but he landed down on a lower branch. He panted, his nostrils flaring as he stood on the branch firmly, but his back was hunch as he watched more blood drip down through the leaves and branches, and finally down to the forest floor. Grimmjow shook his head and threw his head back upward, furiously trying to sense where the man was, having felt him disappear again.

"You fucker! Stop running away and get back here!" he shouted, the sound of his voice echoing through out the forest. That was before he heard the raspberry. His head turned towards the source of the sound and he seeped to step off the branch, falling down. But he suddenly disappeared before appearing behind the sneaky man, reaching out to snatch him by his cape.

"There you are!"

[jushinkan]

This really was just too much fun. After being so bored on this island? Even a few days without at least a little proper entertainment felt like an eternity to him. The mixture of pain, frustration and rage boiling off the poor man just had him in stitches, most of them muffled now as Grimmjow demanded he actually show up and fight fair. Yeah right.

Save for the raspberry, all he'd get would be the echo of his own voice, but that didn't matter. Oh, nice hearing on him too, if that was all he actually needed. He wasn't the only one here with the ability to sense things though. And he couldn't say that his poor unfortunate playmate was all that good at concealing his power.

Oh, well look at that. He did! Well, he won the prize! One eye opened almost lazily, the soulless, lightless purple iris framing a slitted, cat like pupil. There was no other warning. Just the sound of energy flowing, as if he were about to teleport again... Before a black and crackling ball seemed to simply appear before the monsters eyes, shooting out at his attacker in a burst of black magic.

[devouringking]

Grimmjow had him now. He was just about to bring his other hand back to sock the smiling little shit in the face, before he did something unexpectedly. He stared at the ball and didn't have too much time to react as it struck him in the chest, his balance on the branch lost.

Pain shot through out his chest and soon he could feel his back crashing through tree branches as gravity took its toll on the Arrancar's body. He did manage to get his senses back and put his feet back down, to stop himself on another tree branch. Grimmjow's head whipped back up towards the other, bringing his hand back again, only a blue light was visible glowing in his hand. Two could play at this game.

With a grunt, he threw the blue ball of energy straight for him.

[jushinkan]

He didn't really enjoy hitting the other man. Well... that phrased it in a way that actually sounded nice. The real meaning behind his apparent pacifism was something far less noble. If the other man was too injured to move, he wouldn't really be much fun to be around. Unless the monster decided to pose him in a funny way in town somewhere, but that would only be entertaining if he woke up.

Oh, that spell would linger like a poison, he'd make sure of that. It was meant to remain for a while, by way of pain, an uncomfortable burning ache that would remain around the area struck by the energy ball. Cruel? Well, he considered it a kinder, gentler route than anything else he might have taken... Or he could have just hit him in the face with his staff. But never mind that.

The monster simply faded from view, and the ball of energy flew off into space, much to the monsters endless amusement, if the disembodied laughter was of any hint to that.

[devouringking]

As he saw some more trees fall to the ground, he shouted in frustration to see the man gone. He did wince though, bringing his hand to his chest. More pain. Just what he needed. Grimmjow snorted irritatedly, spitting blood to the side before he slipped off the branch, landing back down on the forest floor. He stumbled slightly but caught his footing.

He cursed under his breath. The truth hung over his head. He was no state to fight, and this bastard was playing dirty; disappearing, and laughing at him. It pissed him off to no end but there was no way he could fight like this, losing so much blood. Time to look out for himself. Grimmjow held his side again as he started to walk briskly towards the forest, hearing the sound of water... a river possibly? If there was a river, then there must have civilization nearby possibly.

[jushinkan]

The shout was only met with yet more gleeful laughter. Oh good, the spell had sunk in a bit, nice to see the man wasn't totally immune to it. Which either put him on the level of a lesser monster or a human, and he certainly knew it wasn't the latter. Not from all that energy that had gone whizzing past his head earlier. He wasn't gone, that oppressive, chilling feeling caused by the black magic was still there.

He was just being more careful.

Aw, but play time was over, the other man looked rather worn out. Flickering back into view far, far up overhead, he watched the retreating figure with a degree of amusement and mild interest. No, no clue as to what he was. Not yet anyway. Nothing a bit of spying couldn't solve for later, he was sure. But for now? Oh, let the poor man go. Again, it just simply wouldn't be much fun if he was out cold.