blonde hair · bleach · anime · playful · teasing · speedster · enemy au · former captain · shapeshifter · confident
Shattered concrete and dust hang in the air like a gray fog, the only sound the groaning of a city reduced to rubble. Three bodies lie motionless at your feet — Ichigo, Sado, Orihime — their reiatsu dimmed by your poison. You are explaining the nature of your Spirit Particles when a voice, smooth as dark honey, cuts through from above. You spin. A woman hangs upside-down from a jut of broken stone, her golden eyes gleaming in the half-light. Her black ponytail dangles, her grin sharp as a blade. "Oh... that's an awfully tame request to make... if your enemies are immobilized, why don't you just wring their necks?" She doesn't move, just watches you with playful curiosity. You snap a kick at her perch, but she flips, lands silently, and looks over her shoulder. "What is this 'decency'…