Here comes Grimmjow [Active]

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Character(s): Grimmjow and whoever dares cross his path~ :3
Content: Grimmjow hates it when holes betray him and take him to weird places he can't leave.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate
Time: Noon
Warnings: Abuse... Of expletives and possible inanimate objects.

He should have known that there was something wrong with the random hole in the ground not too far from Las Noches. He should have known that jumping into the hole headfirst would be a bad idea. He should have known a lot of things, but he didn’t. Why? Because he was Grimmjow Jaggerjack, therefore it was difficult for him to think ahead. And no one was allowed to know that Grimmjow knew of his weakness. Even though it was quite apparent, what with the way he was now standing in some world that he didn’t even know existed.

That was debatable though, as Grimmjow only knew about three realms and this ‘pie-show’ was not one of them. At least, he certainly didn’t know of any place where they pushed you inside the gate after asking your name (“What’s your name sir?” “Grimmjow Jaggerjack, why the fu—”). Which brought him to his current situation; standing inside the messed up city with nothing but the overwhelming desire to kill something. Slowly and painfully. While it screamed.

“What the fuck,” Grimmjow cursed loudly, glaring at the old lady who paused to frown at him disapprovingly. As if he cared what she thought. He didn’t what anybody thought. Damn straight.

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Alarmed by the pebble that Grimmjow kicked towards it, the lumen staggered away from where the pebble landed. It flaps its wings a little in agitation, moving its neck this way and that to settle its disturbed feathers before turning back to Grimmjow. The pebble is hardly enough to hurt it, but the lumen is quite upset at having something thrown at it.

The man has darkness inside of him, perhaps it should help him and fill him with light. Lowering its head to the ground cautiously, the lumen takes hesitant steps toward Grimmjow. It raises its tail slowly, opening up the extravagant display of pure white feathers with glowing fake eyes, thinking that it could scare Grimmjow into submission by appearing bigger. The lumen doesn't want the man to flee however, it just wants to drive the darkness out of him.

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Fully prepared to walk away and get violent, Grimmjow blinked when the bird started walking towards him. The weird glow that was coming from the creature was creepy and sort of annoying. Mouth twitching downwards, the arrancar felt the increasing urge to simply slice the creatures neck. It would have been more convenient if had run away, Grimmjow was a man of little patience.

"What the hell d'you want?" the Sixth Espada demanded with narrow eyes, almost as if the creature would answer him. He snorted lightly, before taking a couple of steps towards it, head cocked to the side curiously. "What the hell is it?"