Post by hakujou on Aug 12, 2009 19:35:05 GMT -5
Frustration, dehydration, and specification. These three words rhymed, but only the latter was not an appropriate adjective for his condition. For being one of undying rage and the will to make fun of those fallen ill, he was caught with a massive headache and a stuffed nose, perfect conditions for working a desk job. Of course he fibbed a little and said that he was also contagious and had a stomach flu, so he was stuck to rest on his fuuton in his quarters. It was the only thing that cheered him up when he was forced to stay in his room all day, but the smile on his face was due to the fact that there was no work for him to do at all. It might've been boring around there, but at least he had his Zanpakuto there to keep him company, and he could get some mental training in.
"You come to me not when you're strong, but when you're sick and weak? Hell no."
...never mind. Well, at least he had spent enough time in the human world to read over old web cartoons in his head while he was sick. He started with the first episode of one called Bonus Stage.
"I just flew in from Vegas, and boy are my...pigeons on fire..."
...wait, wrong one.
"You come to me not when you're strong, but when you're sick and weak? Hell no."
...never mind. Well, at least he had spent enough time in the human world to read over old web cartoons in his head while he was sick. He started with the first episode of one called Bonus Stage.
"I just flew in from Vegas, and boy are my...pigeons on fire..."
...wait, wrong one.