A quick, random, and short drabble. Just wanted to use the line and move on with my life.
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Halibel stood in the door way of her room in Las Noches, staring blankly through her sun-colored wisps at the tiny bed and unassuming nightstand beside it.
Is he playing games with me?
Not that the other Espada received special treatment, but the minimal amount of clothing she was forced to wear was bad enough. It was painfully obvious that she was the only female Espada, at least, the only one with a 'mature' figure after the expulsion of Neliel. Halibel missed her, or at least she thought she did, since human emotions supposedly didn't register with arrancar. Still, a little courtesy would be nice.
The bastard in question came creeping up behind her, as if on cue. She turned around swiftly and looked him in the eyes.
"What do you think, Halibel? Are your new quarters to your liking?"
Possibly the sole advantage of her ridiculous uniform was that the high collar prevented anyone from seeing her sneer, even Aizen.
"It's a bit… inadequate." She forced a polite tone, but answered bluntly. She had no use for posturing, after all, that was his job.
Aizen-sama leaned casually against the wall in front of her. It was during the short pause he took to execute this motion that she realized a few of the other Espada had emerged from their rooms further down the hall to watch. Clearly, they expected a commotion or at the very least a good, dramatic argument.
"You know, if you find it to be so, you can always share a bed with me." His eyes trailed down her figure lazily and crept back to her visage, or the general vicinity, at least.
I would rather down Szayel's test tube rack. She hadn't said anything out loud, but Nnoitra giggled from some distance behind her and Grimmjow snorted promptly.
"Don't be ridiculous." Halibel replied curtly, grasping the doorknob and stepping inside her 'sleeping quarters.' She met his eyes once more and continued. "Besides, we all know that you don't sleep, you just hang upside down from the ceiling and spit on those below."
With that, she shut the door firmly. Immediately following was the hysterical laughter of Nnoitra and Grimmjow, and Aizen yelling indistinctly. She listened to the laughter cease, scurrying sandals, and someone-sama's angry footsteps.
Halibel unnoticeably smirked.
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You know that she wears that impractical shirt for a reason. Aizen's a bastard, I wouldn't put it past him.
I don't know if Nnoitra would have laughed, but he was there, so…