Characters: The crew of the Goliath
Content: THE CREW PLAYS BASEBALL.
Setting: Valhalla, on the deck of the Goliath
Time: After Grimmjow's announcement in his lj blah blah blah you know which one.
Warnings: Grimmjow, which, for those unfamilliar with Bleach, entails language, violence, and furries.
Everything was in place- well, at least, Grimmjow guessed so, since he hadn't really been paying attention to the diagram. He had the ball, and he assumed that the baseball kid had at least one bat or else he wouldn't be talking about it, and... he had no idea about the bases, so someone else would have to come up with those, because he sure as hell wasn't.
At the moment, he contemplated throwing a ball at the nearest wall, because right now he was bored as hell. Fuck, it was a holiday. Where the hell was everyone?