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[zangetsu]

（ what. where? why.

ichigo doesn't exactly protest, since he has an alarming tendency to tolerate being pushed around, dragged, or straight up packed places that are inevitably dangerous or worse, but it doesn't mean he's not Confused. ）

What are you doing?

（ he thought we were just gonna chill in the room and Be Sad, what gives!! ）

[arrancar]

What do you think I'm doing?

( don't ask stupid questions, ichigo! )

We're going out! ( and they sure are going out, right outta that door. )

[zangetsu]

（ still... letting himself get tugged along without much resistance. ）

Going out... to Stygia? I don't think the ships even run this late — and I don't know that either of us can maintain reishi across the bay.

（ are we gonna get drowned, grimmjow. is that what we're doing. ）

[arrancar]

No.

( oh no, do you see this feral grin, ichigo? you know what he's 'bout to say, don't you? )

We're gonna fight. ( #onetrackmind #neverchangegrimmjow )

[zangetsu]

（ grimmjow... please, let him rest. ichigo heaves a sigh, but finally starts walking under his own power instead of being haphazardly dragged across the wasteland.

and finally, just to be a petty shit about it — ）

Fine. Race you to the mausoleum.

（ he'll take shunpo over sonido any day, son. nyoom nyoom. ）

[arrancar]

You're on!

( shunpo his ass. sonido is where it's at!!! )