Title: Slant
Length: 220
"Oh," she blinks and an embarrassed pink floods her cheeks. She ducks a quick bow. "I'm Inoue Orihime, it's a pleasure to meet you Espada-san." The small Shinigami grabs her arm and moves the Living girl protectively behind her, which is pretty stupid, considering he could take both of them out with a swipe of his hand.
Slanting a caustic look at the Shinigami, he carefully stores the name in the back of his mind. The Sexta turns on his heel, teal eyes sweeping over the minor damage carelessly. He is taking steps to the waiting Garganta when the outraged squeal of the Shinigami sounds over his shoulder.
"Where are you going? We need to report this!"
Without a glance, he answers, "I am. As far as I'm concerned, this is your mistake in your jurisdiction." Stepping into the portal between Hueco Mundo and the Living World, he turns his head slightly and catches the grey eyes of the Living girl. The Sexta lets a rogue, feral smile stretch his lips and mask.
"Next time, don't leave your job up to a Breather." With a last leering look in Orihime's direction, he is gone.
AN: I'm not running horribly low on prompts, but any you have would be appreciated. I'll most likely do all of them.
