Date: 2016-01-27 05:23 pm (UTC)
cierva: Grumpy look. (Is there anything...)
From: [personal profile] cierva
Apache was bored.

Until a bit after Yylfordt had returned from his training session with Kadaj, she had been playing cards with Grimmjow and Tayuya. It was always a risky thing to do in their group. All of them were competitive and that meant that little arguments tended to break out if they went too long playing.

Grimmjow had made an executive decision to take a break and Apache had agreed to it, despite having won the last two games.

When Kadaj entered, she was flopped in one of the chairs, feet up on the seat, looking out over the grounds in the dimming light. Evening was upon them, or, at least, evening was upon whichever area of the world the palace got its false sky from. Pink and orange light bled over the sprawling, ruin-dotted plain that the palace considered 'gardens' and made everything up against it look ink black and eerie. If she squinted, she could see malboros wiggling in the distance.
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