白い骨

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the purest emperor
a heart of gold
a soul of platinum
he is la lune
the star of heaven
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roleplay blog for the rokubantai-taichou from BLEACH.
est. 2012
as beloved by abigail.

白い沈黙

CURRENTLY: hiatus.

TIME ZONE: currently CEST.

shitheaddog:

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      “My BUSINESS is with Naraku.”

   And as it happened - Naraku wasn’t here. He certainly felt here, but apparently his evil energy reached even to places like this - wherever this was. The hanyou wanted to draw his sword, but, instead kept his hand on the hilt, nose twitching against the energy in the air. Something he can’t explain, but most certainly, one that makes him uneasy. 

    “If you don’t know ‘em, and he ain’t here, then I’m leavin’, whatever you are.”

    THE CLAW’D FINGERS WANDERING TO THE HILT DID NOT GO UNNOTICED, BUT WAS IN FACT– CONSIDERED FUTILE. should the beholder grace the ambience with the blade, he would find himself slow– so slow, that he could muse over and question what had passed as he fell. already the SOUL SLAYER, THAT CHEWED ON SOFT MARROW– was wary as to what would come (and thus, the simultaneous raising and descending of his laterality upon the hilt).

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… ▬▬ I’ve never heard such a name, or purpose.
  Begone then, dog… and take your troubles with you.”