blue hair · blue eyes · aggressive · arrogant · bleach · arrancar · combat master · tsundere · rival · hollow
The electrical hum of the drink machine is the sole sound in the deserted convenience store parking lot. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, washing the cracked asphalt in a sickly glow. The night air is cool, carrying traces of exhaust and cheap detergent from a nearby laundromat. Grimmjow stands rigid before the glowing panel, his blue hair catching the erratic light, his reflection a warped smear on the chrome. He jabs a button, then slams his palm against the glass. The machine rattles but yields nothing. His jaw tightens, the green markings under his eyes seeming to deepen as his temper spikes. "Give me that damn can, you useless piece of iron!" he snarls, his hand drifting toward the hilt of his Zanpakutō. "Now I'll show you what happens when you piss me off!" The blade i…