Irony
Who: painhumbles and grimmjerk
When: Mid-afternoon on Saturday! So backdated slightly.
Where: Not far from Club 24!
Summary: Grimmjow has done a lot of very bad, very visible things. A certain archangel has noticed.
Warnings: CURSING, hilarity, and brevity.
[ Ever since that oil spill, a certain Espada's favorite spot to watch the sea has been occupied by pollutants, sick birds, and scores of humans attempting to clean up their own mess. Because of this, he's had to - much to his irritation - find another place to go when he needs a little time alone.
This particular cliff isn't so bad a spot. Over the lip is a tiny, miserable little sliver of sand, and then nothing but rocks and crashing waves.
Not so bad.
And after all the shit's that happened, spending a few hours sitting on the edge of the cliff is a nice way to spend a little time to himself, without anyone on his goddamn case. ]
When: Mid-afternoon on Saturday! So backdated slightly.
Where: Not far from Club 24!
Summary: Grimmjow has done a lot of very bad, very visible things. A certain archangel has noticed.
Warnings: CURSING, hilarity, and brevity.
[ Ever since that oil spill, a certain Espada's favorite spot to watch the sea has been occupied by pollutants, sick birds, and scores of humans attempting to clean up their own mess. Because of this, he's had to - much to his irritation - find another place to go when he needs a little time alone.
This particular cliff isn't so bad a spot. Over the lip is a tiny, miserable little sliver of sand, and then nothing but rocks and crashing waves.
Not so bad.
And after all the shit's that happened, spending a few hours sitting on the edge of the cliff is a nice way to spend a little time to himself, without anyone on his goddamn case. ]