"Do I LOOK like the guy that gives a crap about all that? See some guts spilling on the floor and tell me how gross a few pops are."
Leaning down, he looks dead at her eyes, and reaches up, gripping, and popping his jaw, now.
a gagging noise โ glaring at the espada visibly . she can't believe that guy .แ.แ
` I'm not cracking my bones .แ not Infront of anyone at least . have some damn decorum .แ.แ `
seriously , he sounds like a bunch of fireworks went off . . . *๐ง
"I slept like a rock."
He flexed his arm in response to that slap, before taking a step forth, and rotating his torso.
A rapid set of cracks echoing from along his spine.
"Ngh.
Feels good. You should try it. Miss prissy."
` it's only gross when YOU do it .แ do you never crack your bones for them to need THAT much .แฃ.แ `
a glare , she delivers a light slap with her fingers to his bicep in retaliation .