[♔ 15. ] [video/action; locked to the espada and gin like a baws]

[alapimp]

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[grimmjerk]

[ One former Sexta Espada shoves his way into the meeting room over an hour late compared to everyone else - the door bangs loudly against the wall and, if someone takes the time to look, they'll notice that he's trailing a nice line of bright red blood splatters behind him. Recently new clothes torn and ragged, wounds spread across his skin, he looks...

...he actually looks kind of satisfied.

He'll drop into his seat without a word, taking just long enough to give Luppi the most disdainful of looks before eying the cookies because...what the hell are those? ]

[itsatrep]

[Luppi meets the disdainful look with a look of faked surprise.]

Picking on more powerless humans, Sexta-san?

[grimmjerk]

If I wanted to pound a weakling into the dirt, I'd call you.

[itsatrep]

I promise if you do, I won't send the Quincy after you to defend my honor.

[grimmjerk]

That Quincy isn't gonna be going after anybody for a while.

[itsatrep]

Then you're late because you were picking on powerful humans this time.

[grimmjerk]

He fucking deserved it.

[itsatrep]

I'm sure he did, and I'm sure chasing him down was a good use of your time.

[grimmjerk]

Better than sitting on my candy ass in the castle, not doing anything other than being an annoying cockbite.

[itsatrep]

I'm insulted.

I don't bite.

[grimmjerk]

Bullshit.

[itsatrep]

I could prove it to you, but you never seemed very interested in finding out about my talents in that area.

[Luppi winks at Grimmjow.]

[grimmjerk]

[ Have a visible shudder of disgust. ]

I'll pass. I don't know where the hell you've been.

[itsatrep]

Asking for a list?

Do you want the names from Hueco Mundo, Siren's Port or both?

[grimmjerk]

Neither.

[itsatrep]

It's okay. I understand. You'd be more interested in me if my hair was long and red.