"They must be trying to start a collection," Apache remarked, sipping her too-hot coffee.
The Ryoka one wasn't as obnoxious as Professor Hojo, but neither of them showed their faces much, both preferring to hide in their respective laboratories. As far as Apache knew, the Ryoka scientist had gotten himself settled in some far corner of the palace, well away from everybody else, including both Szayel and Hojo, and Hojo had taken over Orochimaru's old digs. Szayel, as ever, occupied the infirmary and adjoining rooms.
"Neither of them seem very fighty," she said, disappointed, and glanced up at the clock. "Did Grimmjow and Yylfordt die on the way, or are they taking the piss with lie-ins?"
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The Ryoka one wasn't as obnoxious as Professor Hojo, but neither of them showed their faces much, both preferring to hide in their respective laboratories. As far as Apache knew, the Ryoka scientist had gotten himself settled in some far corner of the palace, well away from everybody else, including both Szayel and Hojo, and Hojo had taken over Orochimaru's old digs. Szayel, as ever, occupied the infirmary and adjoining rooms.
"Neither of them seem very fighty," she said, disappointed, and glanced up at the clock. "Did Grimmjow and Yylfordt die on the way, or are they taking the piss with lie-ins?"