The pink haired scientists scowled and stabbed at the paper with his pen again, writing out the name once more. "Grimmjow Jaggerjacks -- dies of painful horrible death by Nnoitra".
He sat back and waited, impatiently, glaring over the table at the blue haired Espada, and when nothing happened, he tried again. "Sexta -- how the hell do you spell your name?"
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Date: 2009-05-13 12:30 am (UTC)The pink haired scientists scowled and stabbed at the paper with his pen again, writing out the name once more. "Grimmjow Jaggerjacks -- dies of painful horrible death by Nnoitra".
He sat back and waited, impatiently, glaring over the table at the blue haired Espada, and when nothing happened, he tried again. "Sexta -- how the hell do you spell your name?"
And Grimmjow said "Sorry, Octava, I don't know."
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