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Log; complete
When; Jan 20
Rating; PG-16 FOR BLOOD AND ANGST WUT
Characters; Grimmjow [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
6thsword], Nell [lisped], an unconscious Hinamori, and any healers on their way
Summary; After receiving word of Forte's attack on Hinamori, Grimmjow goes to find her. Unohana and Isane arrive shortly aftwards to tend to the vice-captain's wounds.
Log;
No words could describe the utter fury Grimmjow was subconsciously releasing onto the City, but at that moment he didn't care. There was only one thing that mattered, only one thing that commanded his attention and he was this close to razing the City just to find her.
Where had they been? Where was the fight? Reaching out to sense Hinamori's reiatsu was pointless. Nell... He could barely feel Nell's at all. But Il Forte, damn him, had said he'd left her somewhere obvious.
Grimmjow's sonido carried him over Xanadu, and the overpowering scent of blood nearly knocked him from the air. He spied a trail, then a pool underneath a peach tree. Damn Forte indeed; the symbolism was thick, and it only riled the Espada more.
Grimmjow landed heavily on the slick grass, pushed past a frightened Nell, and fell onto his knees at Hinamori's side. He pulled her upright and onto his lap.
She wasn't breathing.
Rating; PG-16 FOR BLOOD AND ANGST WUT
Characters; Grimmjow [
6thsword], Nell [lisped], an unconscious Hinamori, and any healers on their waySummary; After receiving word of Forte's attack on Hinamori, Grimmjow goes to find her. Unohana and Isane arrive shortly aftwards to tend to the vice-captain's wounds.
Log;
No words could describe the utter fury Grimmjow was subconsciously releasing onto the City, but at that moment he didn't care. There was only one thing that mattered, only one thing that commanded his attention and he was this close to razing the City just to find her.
Where had they been? Where was the fight? Reaching out to sense Hinamori's reiatsu was pointless. Nell... He could barely feel Nell's at all. But Il Forte, damn him, had said he'd left her somewhere obvious.
Grimmjow's sonido carried him over Xanadu, and the overpowering scent of blood nearly knocked him from the air. He spied a trail, then a pool underneath a peach tree. Damn Forte indeed; the symbolism was thick, and it only riled the Espada more.
Grimmjow landed heavily on the slick grass, pushed past a frightened Nell, and fell onto his knees at Hinamori's side. He pulled her upright and onto his lap.
She wasn't breathing.