leave me out to sea

an amused grin is now etched onto his handsome visage. she sounded nervous, he could feel the anxious and tensed aura that radiated from her. he found it to be quite, cute. grïmmjow had always been a sort of womanizer, per say, and perhaps that was a flaw of his. but he really did love the women that flocked to him, even with his horrendous scar on the left side of his face, he still managed to attract the ladies. the way she spoke, he knew she was sort of astonished that he even complimented her. she wasn't ugly, even without the missing patches of fur. he wasn't one that focused on the beauty of things, he was able to see past that.

grïmmjow cackles, his voice dark and alluring, "dramatic is good. if you weren't a tad bit dramatic, you'd be boring." he says, looking down at her in the corner of his eyes. that sly grin never once melted away, instead it only grew. he shifts slightly, shaking out his thick fur coat and extending his front limbs outward in a long stretch. he clears his throat and looks at her with his brilliant blue eyes, not realizing he too had flashed his most notable feature - the grotesque scar on the right side of his maw that leaves it appearing mangled as most of his fangs and gums are on constant display. he turns his head more to his left so that now the cringe-worthy scar is in her direct line of sight. "don't beat yourself up too much, at least half your mouth isn't on full display all the time."

"speech"