And cornered, angry beasts don't make for the most polite of greetings. Never mind whether or not Grimmjow had ever been one to give them in the first place.

The moment he catches sight of familiar, bright hair, his steps become determined, hurried as he barks out to a figure that he at least knows.

"Oi! Woman!"

The grip to her shoulder-- Orihime, he knows, but doesn't bother-- is rough. Despite having worked together, no matter how briefly, that doesn't stop him from being who he is.

"Fix whatever the hell they've done ta' me," he scowls. "Now."

Welcome to spooky Isola Radiale, Orihime!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 315!

You will retain your Santen Kesshun ability to create small barriers up to five times per day.

You will also be given a pair of pink barbie hairclips.

Enjoy your stay!

She'll be dropped!

The two of them stood upon the observation deck ordinarily installed on the great tree's heights, the addition requiring a climb over the railings to prevent accidents, but securely sprouting from the decking, an arch of green and lush standing as gateway.

"There aren't any thorns or harmful plants to be found at any point, and a safe landing isn't a concern — the giant bubbles at the end will catch us. oh, but you can breathe inside of them. They wouldn't be any good if you risked drowning while finding your feet again".

Hands united behind her back, the Servant tilted forward, her golden tail hanging over a shoulder. "Every possibility I could think of has a failsafe ready — that's why we have these". On the spot, she spun, indicating to the cherub white wings that, while not physically attached to their backs, flittered in response as if truly a part of her. "Even if someone tries to sabotage the slide, we won't plunge the rest of the way or have to think up something in the panic".

Gigi gasps--an exaggerated, theatrical gesture with her hands cupping her cheeks--upon seeing a somewhat familiar face. they were not exactly acquainted, but the Quincy knew of her: the little princess with healing powers that rivaled her own. and that hair! orange as a sunset, just like that pesky Kurosaki kid. someone on His Majesty's special target list...in a way, they got more attention from Yhwach than she did.

of all the people from her home world to run into...

it pissed her off.

but they could be friends, no?

Welcome back to dreamy Isola Radiale, Orihime!

You will be placed in TOWNHOUSE 221.

You will retain everything from your previous stay.

Sweet dreams!

There was someone that lived in the World of Living in her world, probably the same as the other one around which was Orihime. Unohana in Golden Ward is prior a part of her random wanderings. The reiatsu of this place seemed almost nothing to feel with but humans in Spirale supposed not to be seen by them other than those were special.

“Orihime Inoue, i suppose?” With no ribbon to fix it for her trademark Retsu hairstyle, does not matter if she scares of off.