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beastundrurbed in hellpointe_log

Mother Nature just pissed her pantsuit

Dec 07, 2010 01:13

WHO: Shirosaki, Grimmjow
WHAT: Shiro and Grimm "bond." They do not leave the buildings of Bell Pointe out of it, unfortunately.
WHEN: Day 23
WHERE: The town
RATING: CURSING! BLOWING SHIT UP!

( That's C-4 dipshit, put that back! )

grimmjow jaegerjaquez, shirosaki

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pantherking December 7 2010, 12:10:43 UTC

Although he'd stopped asking questions, Grimmjow didn't truly understand this whole hollow business. He knew there was something fucked up about Kurosaki; even as a human, it never made sense how his reiatsu could feel like both a shinigami and a hollow. But that didn't explain how there could actually be two of them. There hadn't always been, Hollow Kurosaki had said, which meant that they'd separated somehow. Did that mean all of the hollows were going to separate? Grimmjow didn't know how many hollows he'd consumed over his lifetime, certainly more than a thousand. If they pulled apart, they would overrun this place, not that Grimmjow cared, and they would take the majority of his power with them, which he cared about a great deal.

Confusion made him irritable, and when Grimmjow dropped out of sonido a few feet away from the hollow, he was scowling. The scowl smoothed out, however, as he took in the sight before him. It really looked like Kurosaki. Pale as fuck. And that stupid hair was gone. But it was him. Grimmjow would have ( ... )

beastundrurbed December 7 2010, 20:39:41 UTC

He looked the same. Same stupid smirk, same scar, same mask. Shiro was not a creature that took the time or effort to remember faces, or even voices. Each opponent he and Ichigo had ever come across had always been defeated. If not the first time, the next time, hell, maybe even the third time. The hollow only committed these faces to memory long enough to remember he had a score to settle. As soon as the King laid waste to the opponent, the albino creature quickly forgot them, as if they held no importance, at all ( ... )

pantherking December 8 2010, 03:31:42 UTC

Although he knew that there was something about the town that limited his power, Grimmjow didn’t fully understand it. The occasion to do anything beyond sonido hadn’t presented itself since the string of skirmishes with Sparda, and having only used a cero once since his arrival, he hadn’t connected the resulting exhaustion with that particular skill. He’d attributed it to the fight in general, just as he’d attributed the weakness following his release to the battle with whatever the fuck Sparda had turned into after he’d killed him. After he thought he killed him.

But even if he had understood his predicament, it wouldn’t have mattered. The moment someone had stolen his prey, all bets were off. Meeting the shinigami’s hollow just pushed him further down the path of recklessness. Consequences, as far as Grimmjow was now concerned, were something that happened to other people ( ... )

beastundrurbed December 8 2010, 22:37:18 UTC

Before the hollow could go about his merry destruction, he stopped momentarily to shoot the arrancar a dark look. Just because he was half of Ichigo didn't mean he shared the name, too. As much as the King would be Shiro one day, he would never wish to be called that name. He didn't have a designation that was his own, but having no name was better than stealing someone else's.

"Don't call me that, dumbass. You gotta call me somethin', ya call me Hollow, Sexta." The frown was immediately replaced with his default grin as he proceeded to destroy another house. Whether it was lived in or not was really none of his problem. "Where's 'ur boss live? You know?"

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