70; Crimson on White
Blood?~ Do dramatize, City. As if a little crimson was something to be upset about. Only thing that bothers me is white. uniform. If this doesn't come out come day's end, someone is doing my dry-cleaning. Honestly. Ruin a girl's clothes~
Oh well. So much... shinigami blood... can tell it from other blood. Human's, nowhere near as thrumming with reiatsu, all the way through... it's lovely. A pity I can't remember the shinigami I killed as a Hollow... oh well, I'll have to sate myself on the ones I've killed as Arrancar. ♥
Something tells me most Arrancar are enjoying today?~ Considering what Cirucci herself woke to, at any rate~ Zaera-Polo, goodness, I know you are.
Human... hmmm... Alfons?~ Thank you, darling, that food was to die for. Can you make more things with the fruits in them?~
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... I can't take it. I can't keep this up. He's driving me crazy. I know he's joking, he has to be, but it's still... it's insane. Love is worthless, foolish, stupid, weak... and he keeps making me say it. Saying it is bad enough, even though I told him I don't mean it. ... Maybe he's trying to wear me down. He's always liked my blood, my cries... maybe now he just wants my tears.
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Oh well. So much... shinigami blood... can tell it from other blood. Human's, nowhere near as thrumming with reiatsu, all the way through... it's lovely. A pity I can't remember the shinigami I killed as a Hollow... oh well, I'll have to sate myself on the ones I've killed as Arrancar. ♥
Something tells me most Arrancar are enjoying today?~ Considering what Cirucci herself woke to, at any rate~ Zaera-Polo, goodness, I know you are.
Human... hmmm... Alfons?~ Thank you, darling, that food was to die for. Can you make more things with the fruits in them?~
[Private]
... I can't take it. I can't keep this up. He's driving me crazy. I know he's joking, he has to be, but it's still... it's insane. Love is worthless, foolish, stupid, weak... and he keeps making me say it. Saying it is bad enough, even though I told him I don't mean it. ... Maybe he's trying to wear me down. He's always liked my blood, my cries... maybe now he just wants my tears.
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