— survival can be summed up in three words

[arrancar]

WHO: grimmjow, vincent valentine & others
WHERE: around stygia and the shadowlands
WHEN: month of october
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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naruto — headless horseman

[arrancar]

( the gallops of hooves thundering across the crowded streets and the shrieks of terror that accompanies them sends a delightful shiver straight up grimmjow's spine. a feral grin breaks through his impassiveness towards the once festive mood surrounding him as the headless horseman speeds past him.

without a second thought, he chases after the cloaked figure, slight aggravation tugging at him when his sonído seems to be dragged down by some invisible weight, preventing him from going fast enough to cut the horseman off. it doesn't hinder from him continuing his pursuit though.

from the periphery of his vision, a streak of blond hair joins the chase and recognition immediately tugs the corners of his mouth wider at who it is. )

BOY, WE FINALLY MEET. ( if his target wasn't the headless horseman right now, grimmjow would've had half a mind to attack him instead. )

[acknowledgement]

[A thin stream of blood trickles down his cheek and into the neckline of the clothes he wears—courtesy of a too close encounter with the horseman’s sword. Undaunted, Naruto gives chase when the villain rides eastward through the city in the direction of the coastline. Like a knight donning armor, he adorns himself with Kurama Mode. An aura of raw, palpable chakra radiates from his body, garish in radiance at this time of night. The cut on his cheek heals rapidly, droplets of blood seeming to evaporate into thin air beneath the flames licking along his form.

It takes him a moment to peel away his single-minded focus on the horseman and acknowledge the other individual in pursuit. Without recognition, Naruto stares blankly at the man; Grimmjow hadn’t posted a selfie to his soulidarity profile, after all.]

Hey…you, uh…you’ve got a little somethin’ here! [calls out the blond, indicating with a hand the area where Grimmjow’s mask rests. Squinting at it, Naruto realizes what he’s looking at: jawbone.] Actually, never mind! You’re good!

[Yes, he’s just going to assume that’s Grimmjow’s actual jawbone poking out from the side of his face. Someone get this guy a healer.]

[arrancar]

( well, it's a more acceptable reaction than mistaking the mask as part of a halloween costume.

ignoring his comment, grimmjow begins to form a concentrated ball of crimson light in the palm of his right hand, directing it towards the horseman. he hasn't missed the odd appearance of his companion nor the voluminous energy emitting forth from the bright hue that coats his body.

fleetingly, he feels a pang of disappointment that he won't be able to eat him. )

You're better than expected. ( he allows the cero to steadily grow even as they reach the sandy shores, awaiting a more opportune moment to unleash it at its intended target. ) You still owe me a fight after this. Don't forget!