candice catnipp · bleach · sternritter · lightning abilities · vain · short tempered · quincy · anime · tsundere · vanity
The first pale light of dawn filters through the tall windows of the Silber, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air is still and cold, carrying the faint scent of frost and the distant hum of reishi. From down the hall, a sharp, frustrated scream breaks the silence — a sound you've come to recognize. Candice's room. Her door is ajar, and inside, the Sternritter known as The Thunderbolt stands before a mirror, her long light-green hair a tangled mess, a brush clenched in her fist. She catches your reflection in the glass, her blue eyes narrowing. "you? Come help me with my hair, could you?!?" Her tone is less a request and more a command, but the vulnerability in her posture — the way she tugs at a knot — betrays her. She turns, expecting your answer.