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[murcielago]

...

I can't say that this weather suits me.

Still, the deck has been salted as requested.

Comments

[mygunsareon]

Weather sucks, man.

I'm glad you're making your ass useful. I don't know you yet but there seem to be a lot of guys on here who don't take well to orders if they're not Lowell's.

[murcielago]

It was simply common sense and part of my job description to do as you asked.

Don't think I'll be so quick to take every ridiculous order you hand out.

[mygunsareon]

I don't order ridiculous shit... what's your name now?

[murcielago]

Ulquiorra Schiffer.

You and I will not have any problems providing you don't.

[ribbonyidentity]

You don't like the cold? What sort of weather suits you, then?

[murcielago]

Not really. I prefer it overcast without it being too cold, or insufferably hot.

[ribbonyidentity]

Ah, so I take it you wouldn't really care to have a nice view of the moon and the stars?

[murcielago]

...

It wouldn't be objectionable, but it isn't something I'd seek out.

...Why?

[flashstepfeline]

No need to stop spatting, boys. It was just starting to get interesting.

[murcielago]

And you are?

[flashstepfeline]

Your Strategist. Don't tell me you haven't looked over the rosters to see who your superior officers are.

[murcielago]

Ah.

Yoruichi Shihōin.

[onlyluminous]

If you are having trouble with the cold...?

[murcielago]

It is unpleasant, but not a problem.