#swallowingsnake

(I used to watch it all the time some years after I moved here but stopped because they changed the schedule @_@;; Now I try to watch it whenever I’m able to!)

        ❝ Gin ---- ?❞  Formalities were dropped; never particularly present in          spite  of  his  position. It had always been that way,  and  Rangiku  never          bothered to change her approach. The  only  difference  was  the  way in         which his name was provided: a question.         In hand she carried a persimmon, smile dancing over full lips.        She was asking if he’d sit with her a while. A first, among many,         where attention had not been    DEMANDED.

        IF THERE WAS ONE THING Moka hated, it was when she          couldn’t tell the type of monster someone was. For example,         this man. He had an obvious cloud of monster energy around         him, yet, she couldn’t pinpoint what kind of aura it was.         “Hey.” She approached him, an expression of pure distaste on         her face. “Why are you here?” An odd thing to ask, but, she didn’t         frequently feel monster presences in the human world.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

                RAGYO KIRYUIN extends a hand for the man to kiss, PERFECT nails catching the light as it emanates all around, a show of her OPULENCE and GODLY VANITY. Wordless, she expects respect. Was she not RAGYO KIRYUIN? A name that made MEN and WOMEN bend at the knee before her GRANDEUR? So why should this man be any DIFFERENT?