... I thought it would be easy. Everyone else does it. If they could do it, why... can't I?
[he goes silent, dead silent. No breathing, no movements, nothing.
It was easier back inside. Safer. Comfortable. He knew his environment, and how to control it. He could do his job. He was always there. None of that sneaking off shit that Ichigo seemed to have gotten so fond of. He only had to fight and protect. It's all he knew... so was the grass really greener over here?]
....
[he shakes his head, slowly, then rapidly, sending his hair askew. Despite everything, yes. He liked being outside. Being able to smell and taste and touch and feel. Being able to experience the world without the red lenses of fury, the singlemindedness of his instinct blurring everything that wasn't his opponent. It was harder, but it was better]
no subject
[he goes silent, dead silent. No breathing, no movements, nothing.
It was easier back inside. Safer. Comfortable. He knew his environment, and how to control it. He could do his job. He was always there. None of that sneaking off shit that Ichigo seemed to have gotten so fond of. He only had to fight and protect. It's all he knew... so was the grass really greener over here?]
....
[he shakes his head, slowly, then rapidly, sending his hair askew. Despite everything, yes. He liked being outside. Being able to smell and taste and touch and feel. Being able to experience the world without the red lenses of fury, the singlemindedness of his instinct blurring everything that wasn't his opponent. It was harder, but it was better]