Vice Captain Bleach Novels & Stories

Even though he still had that heavy clock hanging on his shoulders, he was shivering. ‘Serves him right for wanting us to go here,’ Ginika thought to himself distastefully. If there someone to blame for Balak’s death, that would be this captain. It was the Watcher’s job to kill the demons but, if this captain really care, should he at least sent more help? “What…what happened?” The captain stammered when he saw Balak, soaked in his own blood. “What do you think?” Vera asked coldly. She was on the gangway even before the boat could settle on it. “I want you to clean him up.”

she grabbed his hands and walked towards Paul. "I want to formally introduce you to each other. Pauly this is my boyfriend, Cater who's a captain in the military. And Carter, this is Pauly I mean Paul. I'm sorry, I was used to calling him that. He's my co-actor on the series and a good and close friend of mine." she smiled at them while the two men shake their hands. "Nice to meet you, Captain". Paul knew that from how Carter looks at him that he doesn't want him to be around Isabella.

My vision blurred as I tried to stay conscious. Blood trickled down my face, warm and sticky. Damn, they got me. I struggled to move, but my body wouldn’t respond. Where is that fucking pysco adrenaline when you need it? “Shit, she's bleeding,” one of them muttered, panic in his voice. The captain turned, eyes narrowing as he saw me on the ground. “I told you to take her, not kill her,” he spat out, clearly pissed. “But sir, if she is on MANA, taking her would have been impossible,” one of them said, trying to defend his acti

She times her approach carefully, letting her expression relax into something neutral. Her fingers smooth the front of her jacket as she walks, careful not to rush. The Captain is alone at one of the corner tables, reviewing what looks like a list of rotating assignments. His frown is permanent, his posture stiff even when he’s seated. Bianca approaches slowly, hands folded in front of her. “Captain.” He looks up, surprised, but nods. “Miss Bianca.” She smiles. “I hope I’m not interrupting.” “You are,” he says, but he sets the paper aside anyway.

Lianne angrily shouted. “Hmmm, Cain did mention you a feisty one,” the captain said, “but know this Your Highness.” Captain Mock then lifted her face with her chin using a small knife blade, hard as steel and well sharpened. Lianne’s eyes widened even more at the sight of it. “I am the captain of this boat, and no one is entitled to question me or command me!” he said in a gruff voice. There was coldness in his eyes. Just like Midas. Just like Garlow. The type of men who doesn’t think twice of spilling blood.

Buddie seemed disdainful as he grunted, “What a bunch of snakes. Nothing to be sorry about!” “Tamayo’s all puffed up now that Aquilo’s the vice-captain of Admiralporium,” Diesel said. Kayson’s interest was piqued. “The vice-captain of Admiralporium?” Diesel replied, “Looks like you know about Admiralporium too, Kayson. The vice-captain holds a lot of power. “If Aquito came back, Northspring’s leader would be willing to welcome him himself.” Kayson smiled. “He’s just a vice-captain, yet Tamayo is this brazen?”

“Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.” She repeated the phrases in her head, desperate to focus on something that didn’t involve the seeing numbness that had overtaken her body. The death of one Druid and the departure of another had weakened the vine wall that was separating them from their vessel.

They all have uncommon hair colors; they look like they have the blood of beauty gods in their veins. Even the captain is a delicatelypink-lippedd, handsome-faced, tall, and well-built hunk of male flesh. He's green-eyed and blue-haired with the palest skin I've been chanced to see. He might not be as pale as Cain, but he still stands out. I would have liked him. I would have tried to stroke his ego even. But I doubt this man has an ego. He's as cold as the ducking sea we're going through and he seems to take great pleasure in making me feel like piss.

They have similar facial features and hair colours. That guy suddenly gazed at me. "And who's this beautiful lady over here??" He asked nicely, smiling with his eyes. "This is Bambi." Greyson introduced. "Oh hey, i'm Shane Grant. This asshole's brother. Good to have you here." He joked, grabbing my hand and shaking it. Greyson was already tall. But Shane was a bit taller and his skin was a bit darker. But he is so much more chatty and energetic than Greyson can ever be.

her eyes seemed to water as she gave him a sheepish look. The captain wiped his face with both his hands as he let out a deep sigh. “Oh my lady, it seems you are still unable to grasp the importance of this whole thing,” he tries to say in the calmest voice he can mutter, shaking his head in disappointment as his lips straightened.