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[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[a soft buzzing sound, a click--

and then a very clear picture of a shirtless man(?) holding a CAT, trying out a few of the buttons with slow taps of his thumb. the bedroom - clearly of townhouse origin - is in partial disarray, sheets half-off the bed and the nearby vidscreen primarily in shattered pieces on the floor.

a minute or so passes before he dumps the CAT on the bed, sitting on the edge of the mattress himself a second later]

Tch. What's it even good for?

[he stews in silence, turning his glare from the wall to the floor to the ceiling in slow succession.

then he looks to his left, his right hand rising to where his left shoulder simply ends. his palm skims over the bandage-wrapped wound while he mutters to himself] Somebody did good work.

But who the hell would know how?

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[bit_impossible]

[lets out a breath while he rubs the back of his neck] Well, I didn't actively campaign for it, but if anything, I'd say I'm the hands, feet, and left brain of this group. [that other half belonging to Braxiatel]

What about you? What's your name?

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[so he's someone worth keeping an eye on, if nothing else.

maybe a threat, but he doesn't know for sure yet]

Grimmjow.

[bit_impossible]

How apropos.

So would that be "Grimmjow" with a last name, or "Grimmjow" singular, like Madonna? Or Cher?

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

...

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. [a fun game: trying to figure out how that's really pronounced]

[bit_impossible]

"Jaegerjaquez"? Your family wouldn't be a mix of German and Spanish, would it?

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

No. Don't have anything like that.

Somebody gave me the name.

[bit_impossible]

[wonders if that person had another sort of Jaeger to drink when it was given to Grimmjow]

Mate of yours?

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

No.

[that flat look says the Doctor might want to stop asking questions]

[bit_impossible]

[pffft, like he'll ever stop asking questions!]

No huh? Shame. You have got mates and all, don't you? Someone who might share the other half of that jaw, perhaps? Like one of those friendship necklaces but with part of a skull... Interesting.

Sorry, I'm babbling, aren't I? Can't seem to help myself any more than I normally could, unfortunately.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[a little too much babbling for him, frankly.

if he knew how to turn the CAT off at this point, he would] No. Don't need 'em.

[this yet another look of skepticism]