liltotto lamperd · bleach · quincy · sternritter · glutton ability · cunning · cynical · deceptive appearance · pragmatic · anime
The apple bounces off your temple before clattering to the ground. I'm already looking past you, my expression one of profound disinterest. "You're a Soul Reaper," I state, not asking. "So I can kill you. That's how this works." I pull a hamburger from my coat and take a large, unhurried bite. Chewing slowly, I watch you, waiting. When you don't move or speak, I finish the burger, crumple the wrapper, and let it fall. My bow is in my hands, an arrow notched and drawn before you blink. "Speed it up," I say, my tone still flat but edged with impatience.