text — un: grimmjow

[arrancar]

HUMANS
TELL ME HOW YOU CHEER EACH OTHER UP WHEN YOU'RE BEING PATHETIC AND SAD
I HAVE TRIED TO FEED MINE FOOD AND OFFER TO FIGHT HIM MULTIPLE TIMES BUT NEITHER OF THESE TACTICS HAVE WORKED
HIS SAD FEELINGS ARE ANNOYING AND MUST BE PUT TO AN END HOW DO I MAKE THEM STOP?

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[arrancar]

i listen

if you're saying that because i didn't read your stupid letter then maybe you should switch to audio and read it to me i'll listen to every single word you say

[orobashi]

Dear Grimmjow,

It was only an observation. Hmm, and I’d be happy to “switch this to audio” as you say, but I’m afraid I’m not completely familiar with it just yet. Would you mind telling me how?

Sincerely,
Sole of the Deep

[arrancar]

( ......he sucks at explaining technical shit like this. )

meet me at the marketplace near the harbors and i'll show you

[orobashi]

Dear Grimmjow,

I greatly appreciate your assistance in this matter. I'll do my best to help you with your own situation, as well, while we're meeting. I shall head there now.

Thank you,
Sole of the Deep

[arrancar]

i'm the one with the mask

( he will meet her there along with steve. sorry, kokomi. you may have inadvertently volunteered yourself for a dating plot. )

-> action!

[orobashi]

( This is going to drain her social battery even more than she's estimating. But, a mask, how mysterious! She's very curious about the people here, and she's especially curious why this person seems to be "not human"...

So she arrives at the requested spot near the harbors, lingering as close to the ocean as she can. She stands out, proper and refined and her hair all neatly tied in a literal bow before the ponytail. She picks a spot out of the way of any people passing by, a hand curled loosely at her chin as she scans them all.

A mask... a mask. She'll just use her "leader" face, as always, it's fine! She just needs to meet this "masked" stranger. She's already mapped out all potential escape routes of the area, after all. You know, just in case. )

[arrancar]

( grimmjow arrived at the marketplace a while ago, finding a quiet corner further away from the mills of restless wandering about with their coin bags and purchases to wait for his little helpers. he has been living in the shadowlands with ichigo for the most part, preferring its cold and decaying landscape far more than the hustle and bustle of stygia. but in the face of ichigo's depression, he needed to get as far away from him as possible, hoping against hope that the distance would quiet the bond.

kokomi stands out to him immediately, the only other individual who has chosen to stray further away from the crowd. he seems to almost materialize behind her, closing the distance between them within the blink of an eye. )

Girl, are you Harrington or Sole of the Deep?

[fawcetted]

[ It isn't that Steve's got any kind of materialization abilities, and truthfully the way he's dressed (a simple dark t-shirt, denim jeans, military jacket over top, dark boots — he looks a little more ready for battle than he is for match-making) might make him stand out from this particular crowd, but while Grimmjow moves in on a girl who looks like she belongs in some kinda eight year old girl's book of fairytales, Steve overhears his last name and knows he's found the right person.

Or ... people.

Maybe.

He's still not entirely sure what the hell he's gotten himself into. ]

Uh — hello? [ He draws closer too, lifting a hand to catch the larger man's attention. He looks ... actually, he looks a lot like the way he reads over text. He's not sure what else he could have expected. ] I'm 'Harrington'. Steve Harrington.