
Elesria Sarcrent
Sarcastic Shinigami
If there's one thing I like about being captain,
it's that you get to make other people do the grunt work
Elesria paced back and forth behind her desk agitatedly. She wore the uniform of a shinigami captain, although minus the badge. Her two swords were tied to her waist. Tsubasa across her lower back, and Shribatsui at her right side. Her left eye was in a patch, wrecked in the fight against Horde.
She stopped pacing and slammed her hands on the table. Glaring she growled out, "
You think you're so clever and important. Acting all high and mighty, thinking you can't be touched. I'll correct that little fantasy scum. You know what you are? Future worm food." The source of her ire, a stack of official paperwork necessary for the day-to-day functions of the sixth division and a slightly crumpled note from the first division reminding Elesria to get the papers in on time or else. "
How do you like them apples? Did that shake your--" -
What are you doing?- The voice belonged to Shribatsui, a zanpakuto that came into Elesria's possession during the expedition to Yamamoto. Elesria responded non-chalantly, "
Venting my frustration." There was a pause, then -
I've never understood why you can't do your job without this display of procrastination and drama.- "
That wouldn't be nearly as fun though." -
I... am going to ignore that. Just get it over with and you can go take a nap or harass the other captains or whatever it was you wanted to do today.- "
Fine!" She sat at the desk and started to fill out the papers, hoping for something to rescue her from the tedium.
You really shouldn't do that
Quiet you!