—though lovers be lost

[lapses]

WHO: vincent, grimmjow & others
WHERE: around stygia and the shadowlands
WHEN: month of december
WHAT: catchall for event / other prompts
WARNINGS: language, violence etc.

( ooc | planned logs for both grimm and vv only. plotting comment here. feel free to hit me up if you're interested in doing something with one of the boys. if we've already discussed a log beforehand, feel free to drop it below or i'll get a starter tossed up. )

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VINCENT VALENTINE

[lapses]

( → starters and tag ins for vv under here. )

noticeboard!

[paraselenes]

[ It's tasks like these serve as a keen reminder that he needs his armor back. ]

Vincent!

[ He calls out in warning before he strikes down at the banshee that's been assailing them both, broken runestones clattering underfoot; Dimitri's clothes are already muddied with dirt, char, the dust of battered bones, and dark, clotting blood from scrapes that won't heal correctly. But that's almost the norm for the two of them. There's always some violence to be done.

And this is no different. The banshee shrieks out as his spear pierces her side, driving deep into her gray, rotting torso. He flinches violently at the sound of it, forced to withdraw again with a stumble, but leaving plenty of room for Vincent to step in instead.

They're getting there. They're stronger than this beast. ]

GRIMMJOW JAEGERJAQUEZ

[arrancar]

( → starters and tag ins for grimm under here. )

text ↪ un: 十五

[zangetsu]

hey.

meet me in mirth.

[arrancar]

what for?

[zangetsu]

there's a holiday celebration going on.

figured it'd be a nice change of pace.

[arrancar]

what does a holiday celebration got to do with me?

( well, a change of pace would be nice. after eating that stupid reaper, he has been refraining from causing further trouble for the boy, so honestly, he deserves a treat. )

is there something you wanna do that takes two?

[zangetsu]

because we live in a society, asshole. whether you like it or not. we're still part of this place even if we spend all our time in the shadowlands.

（ don't make him get the cat harness. ）

not specifically. just wanted you along.

[arrancar]

that's got nothing to do with going to some holiday celebration

just admit it you don't wanna go to this thing alone and i'm amazing company

[zangetsu]

i don't care about going alone or not.

i just said i wanted you along.

[arrancar]

( watch him ignore what he just said. )

sure i can come keep you company
it's the least i can do

[zangetsu]

after your bullshit earlier this month?

yeah, probably is.

[arrancar]

i already apologized for that
i didn't know it was gonna turn out like that

( whatever. he's on his way ok? )

[zangetsu]

（ grimmjow's comment ignites a sense of shame in him, at having dredged it up again. it sets his teeth on edge, and he doesn't even respond to that text message, just spends the time it takes grimmjow to show up stewing in his own feelings.

ichigo's shoulders are hunched, hands jammed in his pocket. he's got a coat, and a scarf coiled around his throat but not much else in the way of obvious deterrents from the cold, and when he sees grimmjow he lifts his chin up just slightly. ）

Hey.

[arrancar]

( he can feel the shame, y'know? stop that, boy.

can't count on him to offer words of reassurance though, especially since he isn't able to make heads or tails on where it's even stemmin' from. why are your human emotions so complicated? they're like a very annoying puzzle that he has limited patience for.

it doesn't take grimmjow long to show up, dressed the way he always is — nothing additional to combat the weather or accommodate to the festive spirit. )

Hey. ( his eyes lower to the scarf wrapped around ichigo's neck. ) So, ( he really wants to pull on it. ) what do you wanna do?