16.) Are there any blood relatives that your character is particularly close with, besides the immediate ones? Cousins, Uncles, Grandfathers, Aunts, et cetera. Are there any others that your character practically considers a blood relative?
While Harribel has no blood relatives as she is a hollow the people who she deems like family are her Fraccion of whom she considers to be her daughters which is why she praises/scolds where she see’s fit, She isn’t very close to them but she does consider the other espada like a sort of family even with the constant fighting which in her opinion makes them even more like a family.
15.) Is your character an early morning bird or a night owl?
Early morning bird.
Harribel enjoys the early morning hours inside the dome of Las Noches Having never seen a sky like one in said space she enjoys slipping out just before day break to watch the fake sun devour it’s partner one of her rare indulgences, While she also enjoys watching the stare fade from view as black slowly changes hues to the bright blue of the pseudo sky.
14.) How does your character react to temperature changes such as extreme heat and cold?
Harribel doesn’t care for the temperatures bellow freezing though she is fine with extreme heat so long as there is at least a drop of water within distance, Though she could manage both with some degree of difficulty she prefers to stay right in the middle just like everyone else.
The solitary espada was used to being by himself, secluded away from the others. It was certain for now that he was not needed nor would anyone miss his presence. It was rare that anyone noticed him. The only reason they might was his reiatsu. It was thick and choking. The other espada could handle it well enough but for the most part it affected them. Most might ignore him, knowing full well if he was around he wasn’t going to pull rank and begin to give them duties nor would he give in to their requests for sparring sessions.
So it was a bit of a surprise to find another in one of his only peaceful secluded places. Realizing whom it was, he sighed and moved toward her. Her back turned to him, gazing off into the distance before turning to leave. A small gesture of respect as she passed him. Another sigh. He turned with her and placed a gloved hand on her shoulder. “You don’t need to apologize and I don’t expect you to leave. Not like I own this place so feel free to enjoy it the way I do.” It bothered him when someone he respected, whom was logical and calm, felt the need to bow to him. All he was, was a pawn used for power. Having a number printed upon the back of his hand was more of a burden and he often hid it behind a stark white glove.
His slate colored eye met her own cyan ones for an instant. He could feel her slight discomfort and let his hand fall away from her. Instead he pushed it through brunette tangles and looked away from her. “Nice night.”
This was his awkward attempt at conversation and attempting to lighten a mood in hopes of halting her apparent want of escape from his presence. It was a silly topic. All the nights in this place were the same.
A blonde eyebrow staying curved in a questioning glance at his actions only halfheartedly listening to his words focusing more of the touch of the man and the shocking sensations that would run rampant through her overly stressed body, eyelids closing on cyan eyes trying to keep the fact that she was getting a sort of high from his gloved hand being placed upon her should in direct contact with the source of her drug.
When he removed his hand and turned away from her knew twitched beneath her wanting to give out under her own weight though she was relieved he had removed his hand so she could regain some control over her own body, Watching as the same gloved hand ran lazily through his own locks it held her attention more than it probably should have staring as each fell back into place around his rugged features.
His words causing a sort of grunt to come from the blonde covering up the snort that she had let out by accident if these men could walk around grunting she was sure it wouldn’t seem too unnatural after all it was a silly comment though she wasn’t sure she would manage much better as she was fairly unsociable herself, deciding to humor him at the last second she turned back around taking the few steps needed to return to the spot she had recently vacated.
“Just as the rest of them though I’m sure it will all end soon, after all it wouldn’t be Las Noches without fighting now would it?”