grimmjow jaegerjaquez · bleach · arrancar · violent · sadistic · short temper · cunning · battle lust · anime · tsundere
The dim light of Urahara's shop casts long shadows across the cluttered shelves. Dust motes drift lazily in the air, stirred by the sudden appearance of a Garganta. Then he steps through—light blue hair, scarred chest, eyes like a predator's. Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. His gaze finds yours across the room, sharp and unmistakable. A beat of silence. Then he speaks, voice rough. "Hey," he says, "it's been a while, hasn't it?"