Krystael
Ángel Caído
(Wow, Hotaru-sama? Now she feels important. Thank you, that's flattering.)
Kishi turned back to Riyoshi, anger clearly evident on her face. He hand flew to her hip, unsheathing HiMizu and readied herself as if waiting for an attack, "What the hell do you think you're doing Riyoshi?" Her voice was soft, but clearly hearable.
She didn't like being screwed with, especially not with the elements that her zanpaktou controlled themselves. Usually she was insulted when that happened, or she just laughed, but right now? She was pissed, because this was Riyoshi, who was supposed to be her ally.
She obviously was waiting for an answer as the sun started to brighten the sky, turning it a deep blood red. Well, that was fitting at least.
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Hotaru numbly looked up from the crumpled pile that she was, her purple eyes dead, and made a shooing motion with her hand, "I'm fine Raiden-san. Just...get out of here." As much as she may not like the other two, she didn't want their Master's wrath coming down on their heads as well.
Despite the fact that she could barely breathe, and that her reiatsu was still raised in an attempt to keep herself from suffocating more under Grimmjow's own, she was somewhat grateful to the other two. Shakily, she started to stand, her zanpaktou still crackling, but now restrained to the blade itself.
Kishi turned back to Riyoshi, anger clearly evident on her face. He hand flew to her hip, unsheathing HiMizu and readied herself as if waiting for an attack, "What the hell do you think you're doing Riyoshi?" Her voice was soft, but clearly hearable.
She didn't like being screwed with, especially not with the elements that her zanpaktou controlled themselves. Usually she was insulted when that happened, or she just laughed, but right now? She was pissed, because this was Riyoshi, who was supposed to be her ally.
She obviously was waiting for an answer as the sun started to brighten the sky, turning it a deep blood red. Well, that was fitting at least.
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Hotaru numbly looked up from the crumpled pile that she was, her purple eyes dead, and made a shooing motion with her hand, "I'm fine Raiden-san. Just...get out of here." As much as she may not like the other two, she didn't want their Master's wrath coming down on their heads as well.
Despite the fact that she could barely breathe, and that her reiatsu was still raised in an attempt to keep herself from suffocating more under Grimmjow's own, she was somewhat grateful to the other two. Shakily, she started to stand, her zanpaktou still crackling, but now restrained to the blade itself.