[ RL w/Shirosaki ] | See the lightning in your eyes, see them running for their lives

Jul 05, 2009 00:22

 To say that Rock was in a particularly foul mood because of a certain Hollow would be an understatement. Even after cooling down a bit by going out for a ride, he was still furious over what Shiro had said to him- especially pertaining to what he knew about the nightmare that had been broadcasted onto his journal earlier that week ( Read more... )

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mr_slf_destruct July 5 2009, 07:13:29 UTC
Unlike Ichigo, the Hollow in question knew exactly which worlds he had visited during that chaotic time when he had been so close to taking over.

So close...but stopped by a pack of sentimental fools.

To say that the Hollow was vindictive would be too specific a definition for whatever passed for thought in it's cold, mad mind.
It would suffice, though, as a fair facsimile.

And so, here he was again. This time, he had simply searched until he caught the familiar scent of the blond boy, and then followed the trail back to an apartment complex.
There, he crouched, waiting midair before the assortment of doorways, and saw the boy step out rubbing at the shoulder that the Hollow remembered wounding the last time.

"Awww...pity, I wanted to see how pretty your scar is going to be~."

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rebelbloodline July 5 2009, 13:18:37 UTC
Hearing that voice, that coldness- caused Rock to stiffen slightly before turning. You've gotta be kidding me. His eyes narrowed, teeth grit, and a small growl formed at the back of his throat before he even realized it. His hand was still on his shoulder, but he then let out a snort, eyes still narrowed, but a sarcastic smirk on his face.

"Sorry, but I don't think scars are gonna help me out."

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I am SO SO sorry this is so late ;.;! mr_slf_destruct July 6 2009, 16:56:25 UTC
The Hollow propped his chin on one fist, and eyed Rock.
Almost conversational, now, if it weren't for the lilting madness in his cold eyes, or the mockery in his voice.

"Oh? I thought scars showed just how much you survive....or something equally as ridiculous."

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S'okay, bb~ rebelbloodline July 6 2009, 17:20:54 UTC
"Who the hell knows, I'm not one for believing cliches," Rock replied, trying his damnedest to keep from swinging, shoulder burning as a reminder. He could feel the tension in the air from their little staredown, his stance only shifting slightly as he lifted his hand from his shoulder and let it drop to the side.

"What the hell do you want here, besides annoying the hell out of me."

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