<b>Re: Bleach: ZX Advent (Commy, Yaoi King, and me)</b><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">As it turned out, the hall that Minna had been sent down was the shortest of them, and when the passageway opened up into a cavern-like room, there was a single opponent waiting. However, his spiky silver hair and snake-like smile instantly gave away who it was.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"Hello there, Minna-<i>Chan</i>. You look more lovely than ever."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Gin said, his playful voice echoing slightly in the nearly empty room.<br/>
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He sat down in one of the two chairs next to a small table and gestured to the other with a thumb as he poured some tea with his other hand.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff6600">"Please, have a seat. I'd very much like to hear how my favorite Academy student has fared. Tell me, what Division are you serving under, hm?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">-----<br/>
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Grimmjow smiled smugly at Daisuke. After saying something about not caring about getting in the way, he pulled a small square pack out of his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He'd picked up the habit from Dordonni a few months back, but he only smoked when he was bored or too pissed to kill shit.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">"Besides, this is your fight, not mine. However, if that loser Shana shows up, she's mine, got it? You'll need your strength for the battle ahead of ya."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Grimmjow said, lazily leaning against the wall of the passageway as they stopped to talk.<br/>
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Nel neared a pillar-strewn room that was about the same size as the Division 11 training grounds. She paused at the door and prayed that she wasn't going to have to deal with Nnoitora again. However, she saw not the bastard who'd caused her so much grief years ago, but the Primera standing inside the room. Stark had a complacent look, as if he was too bored to care about what he had been told.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff33">"S-Starrk-Sama....I....w-why are you here? A-am I in trouble?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffcc">"Well, Aizen-Sama told me to talk to you, but he didn't say what about, so....I guess I'll have to go dutch on this."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Stark said, yawning slightly. He asked her what she thought about the whole splitting up thing, and Nel suddenly became very defensive.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff33">"IT'S STUPID!!! WHY SHOULD NELIEL-CHAN BE AWAY FROM KOITSY-KUN!?? HE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING WRONG, AND YET TENTOU-CHAN HATYES HIM! THAT'S MEAN, CAUSE I FELT HER DOWN KOITSY-KUN'S PATH, AND SHE'S GONNA KILL HIM!!"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">she yelled, reverting to her true form and putting her fist through the wall. Then the tears came as Stark hugged her, and her fist repeatedly banged harmlessly against his chest.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff33">"He...he's not do-doing anything wrong...why...why does she ha-hate him s-s-so much?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">-----<br/>
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Down the hall from Jin awaited Aaroniero. He had taken on the form of Kaien Shiba, a shinigami who he'd killed years ago. He also had stolen Kaien's Zanpakutou, Nejibana, and he was spinning the katana carelessly around by the sash that usually kept it around his waist.<br/>
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"God I'm bored...<i>i hope that shinigami gets here already....I wanna kill something.</i>" he said, his voice fluctuating somewhat due to having two heads in his true form.</span>