— i'll say a prayer, as i cast it to the flame

[redsoil]

WHO: set & others
WHERE: around the netherworld
WHEN: check headers for specific dates/times
WHAT: a catch-all for everything during his time in-game
WARNINGS: physical violence, mentions of sexual abuse, hanahaki syndrome, etc.

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[redsoil]

[ Excellent.

His opening bid is a broad swing, an attempt to gauge the sense of Grimmjow's attitude towards combat - does he fight defensively? is he aggressive at the expense of his own form? does he think faster than he acts, or act before he thinks? Set is the god of war, and unlike the vast pantheon of the gods of Hellas, he does not divide his domain between other gods of battle and strife. Bloodthirst and tactics are both his.

While he finds Grimmjow's lashing hand with the free slide of his own, tangling their fingers and claws together into an oddly intimate hold that still leaves his wrist and palm scored viciously by the force of the other man's blow, he locks them into this close-range combat. Hand-in-hand, pressed in close and wild-eyed together. He's not shy about the proximity of their forms. To some, looking from afar, they may appear to be dancing moreso than brawling. He stuffs the bare jut of his knee into the angle of Grimmjow's hip, using it for leverage as he half-climbs the other's form --

It tears his wrist free, the glide of claws through his own skin obvious as the blood that flushes the injury and begins to flow in bursts and fits, scattering red across the ground. ]

So. [ He rasps, delighted: ] What do you fight for?

[ He's going to try to hook his ankle behind Grimmjow's knee and TAKE HIM DOWN!!!!! ]

[arrancar]

( what does he fight for?

if it was before he met ichigo, he surely would state that it's for power and survival. in some way, it still is, but now his motive lies less in wanting to be the strongest of them all; rather, he wants to grow stronger and battle against ichigo as equals.

it's a sentiment that he isn't willing to divulge, however; so instead of giving him an answer, grimmjow wraps his arms around the deity's lower body, pulling him tight against him even as he is swept onto his back. he hits the floor with a soft grunt but wastes little time in attempting to roll him over.

if successful, he will grab him by the hips, digging his claws into his flesh as he yanks him towards him in an effort to trap his inner left thigh beneath the weight of his knee. this would go far more smoothly if he could use cero but he still has yet to gauge this self-proclaimed god's capabilities and he is supposed to keep the battle nonlethal.

who knew fighting not to kill could present a challenge in and of itself? )

'fraid you're gonna have to earn that answer. ( he bites out. )