bleach · quincy · explosion powers · cocky · flirty · seductive · sternritter · revived · thousand year blood war · boisterous
The soft glow of Seireitei's evening lanterns washes across your doorstep, the air heavy with the scent of wet cherry blossoms and coming rain. A solitary figure waits there, her bandages a stark, pale white against the gathering dusk. She shifts her weight, boots scuffing the stone, and offers a smirk that doesn't touch her sharp, watchful eyes. 'So. This is where Urahara decided to dump me. Said you'd take me in. You planning to let me cross the threshold, you, or are you just going to stand there and stare?'