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Same Old Song And Dance(Hueco Mundo, Miles From Los Noches)
Reaver was knocked skyward as a fist, covered in a gauntlet of black bone, smashed into his chin, making his head spin and fracturing his jaw as he was launched skywards. A savage grin flashed, as a man Sonido'ed above him. "GUT KICK!" Nemesis screams, cackling as he sends his leg crashing into his brothers gut. Reaver's eyes widen as he was sent crashing downwards, unable to correct himself in the air because of the force behind the hit. His eyes watered a little, trying to look down and slow his descent before he smashed into the dune below him.
From above, Nemesis grinned, his axes tucked into his belt as he cracked his knuckles. His eyes were filled with mirth and psychotic glee as he watched his brother fall to the earth, feeling a wave of adrenaline and euphoria wash over him. "WHAT'S WRONG SPITFUCK, CAN'T FIGHT BACK?!?" He screams, cackling before opening his mouth. A purple Cero begins to charge between it, and with a sadistic grin fi
Hello, I Would Like To Purchase The Store, Please(Karakura Town, McDonald's Store)
"So....this is...a fast food restaurant...? Why is it....called...fast food...?" Reaver asks, looking at the strangely packaged food in front of him. So much paper, and all to cover up some food that looked odd and smelled of grease and fat. He frowned lightly, scratching at the bandages around his neck. Sayuri pouted at him, happily eating away at the burgers and fries in front of her. She takes a large gulp, content to be eating, before looking to him. "It's called fast food because they prepare and make the food very quickly, usually taking only a few minutes. And you should stop staring at your food and start digging in, it's going to get cold." The bird spirit teaed, pinching Reaver's nose.
The man frowns lightly, before sighing, picking up a burger and unwrapping it. He stares at the sandwich for a good minute, before taking a bite. He pauses, and his eyes light up at the taste, the hamburger's flavor filling hi
Comprehension(Karakura Town, Kat's Home)
He didn't understand her. Most of this world he didn't understand, but she was...different.
Normally, when he had been an Espada, most of Reaver's allies and other Espada would try to talk to him at first, try to understand him and know about him, but they always gave up in the end and left the man to his own devices. The walls he had raised around himself were too high for most to get over. But after all it was for their own protection as well. Reaver was a monster, someone who couldn't control his emotions and could as easily hurt his friends as well as his enemies, going into fits of blind rage at the drop of his bandages. And he had been content living, isolated from others, even if it made him feel lonely.
But this woman....she was something else. After events had transpired, Reaver had been stranded in the World of the Living, and by chance met Kat. She had helped him recover from his injuries and he politely answe
Love's A Funny Thing (Drabbles)(Karakura High School, Courtyard)
Watashi sat in silence, a slight breeze running over his face as he focused upon his sketchbook, his pencil moving furiously across the page. He was in his own little world at the moment, his entire mind set upon finishing his art as a small smile crossed his face. It was here where he felt truly relaxed and at piece, being one with his drawings and imaginations. He was so busy as he worked, he didn't notice the small white-haired girl walking up to him until she was in front of him.
"Hey Watashi." The girl speaks, her amber eyes on him and a small smile crossing her face. The artist jumps, frightened and paling a bit as he looks to the source of the sound, before he blushes and calms, his brown hair moving and covering his eyes. "H-Hey Yuki..." He speaks, smiling a little back at her. She smiles, before glancing around. "So, did you take your lunch outside then?" She inquires, to which he nods. "Yeah, I just found the courtyard
You're A Weird Arrancar, Bro(Hueco Mundo, Menos Forest)
"H-Hey! W-Wait for me!" A voice calls, clearly out of breath as the figure runs across the forest floor. The figure was a man with dark brown, almost black hair. It was straight, and reached down to the back of his neck, matching the dark chin stubble and starting mustache growth he had. His skin was pale, almost like he didn't get in the sun at all, and covered in sweat. He had some weight to him, most noticeably his rather substantial belly. He wore a slightly modified standard Arrancar attire; a loose white jacket with shortened sleeves, revealing large arms, a black sash, white hakama, and black closed-toe shoes for better running. A large, one-handed battle axe was safely stashed in his sash, the curving double blades held in place by a unique feather-like design.
"Why don't you just use Sonido, Montana? It would be easier than running!" One of the Arrancar of the group call, and he scowls. "I t
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