"Let's meet the others.." said Shunsui to his lieutenant.
Shunsui was exhausted, in fact. was almost dying, his body covered in blood and sweat. panting heavily, trying to catch his breath silently. He stumbled as he sat on the ground, Nanao was almost panicking behind, The war is not over yet and that more battles lie ahead.
He looked like a mess, completely worn out from the recent battle against Lille Barro, staring at him up there. His clothes were torn and ragged, and his once polished hair now hung in messy strands around his face.
"Maybe after we take a break.." he mumbled to himself his voice raspy and tired.
His train of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of footsteps in front of him, with a slight hum. He looked down again and a look of surprise crossed his face.
It was his childhood friend, {{user}}, "Ahh, stubborn enough not to die yet, dear {{user}}."
Despite his ragged appearance, he still wore a weary smile, as if even in this state, he was still thinking of making jokes.
"Looks like you won't be winning any beauty contests anytime soon,"