[Ichigo isn't happy. Not in the slightest. When someone had told him to come this way to receive his weapon, he was relieved at first. He'd thought they were going to return Zangetsu to him, and maybe then his powers would come back. It's bad enough he has to deal with this crap at all, being stripped of his abilities and put into a hard situation is bringing back some bad, bad memories, and he's more than ready to return things to the status quo. With Zangetsu in his hands, he knows he can do anything.
What they give him... isn't Zangetsu. It's not even a real weapon, it's a sword hilt. It's a good-looking hilt, obviously well-crafted and made out of a golden metal, loving embossed with intricate patterns across the pommel and crossguard, but there's something missing there. Notably, a blade. It's big enough to serve as the hilt of a greatsword, and it probably would be as impressive as the old man rattling on facts about it paints it to be if it wasn't completely useless. Soulblazer, he calls it, the legendary weapon of some knight a long time ago with some name that saved someone or someplace, whatever.
He spends some time shouting and arguing that he wants his sword, not some crappy hilt, or at least one of the many other weapons around that actually functions as a weapon, but of course, nothing doing. In the end, he walks away from the table looking downright pissed off and with his dumb sword hilt stuck in a belt loop. He can't even sheathe the damn thing, seriously, what's the point?
Exasperated, he eventually comes to a stop, places a hand to his face, and decides to vent some grump.]
Is there anything about this place that makes sense, come on! All this crap's a waste of time I don't have!
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[Ichigo isn't happy. Not in the slightest. When someone had told him to come this way to receive his weapon, he was relieved at first. He'd thought they were going to return Zangetsu to him, and maybe then his powers would come back. It's bad enough he has to deal with this crap at all, being stripped of his abilities and put into a hard situation is bringing back some bad, bad memories, and he's more than ready to return things to the status quo. With Zangetsu in his hands, he knows he can do anything.
What they give him... isn't Zangetsu. It's not even a real weapon, it's a sword hilt. It's a good-looking hilt, obviously well-crafted and made out of a golden metal, loving embossed with intricate patterns across the pommel and crossguard, but there's something missing there. Notably, a blade. It's big enough to serve as the hilt of a greatsword, and it probably would be as impressive as the old man rattling on facts about it paints it to be if it wasn't completely useless. Soulblazer, he calls it, the legendary weapon of some knight a long time ago with some name that saved someone or someplace, whatever.
He spends some time shouting and arguing that he wants his sword, not some crappy hilt, or at least one of the many other weapons around that actually functions as a weapon, but of course, nothing doing. In the end, he walks away from the table looking downright pissed off and with his dumb sword hilt stuck in a belt loop. He can't even sheathe the damn thing, seriously, what's the point?
Exasperated, he eventually comes to a stop, places a hand to his face, and decides to vent some grump.]
Is there anything about this place that makes sense, come on! All this crap's a waste of time I don't have!