Dimitri walked around in the hopes of finding an opponent to fight. "Goddamn Espada messing with my fight. I wish I could fight that Espada." Dimitri sighed. "But the shit would have hit the fan if I had made an enemy of them. And now all the decent fighters here are fighting already. This just bites. THIS SUCKS!!!!!" he yelled. Coming to see the commotion, the few remaining CF for Squad 7 showed up.
"Who are you?" one man said. "Yeah... what do you want here?" added another.
"I'm looking for someone to fight. I'd fight you, but you guys are weak. And you're from the Combat Squad too. This place is a joke." Dimitri turned and began to walk away as the group of CF looked rather pissed.
"Don't you sit here talking shit you little prick." the first man outbursted. "You don't even have a spiritual pressure to speak of. So don't you dare put u-" that was all the man could say before Dimitri lopped his head right off in one quick motion before returning to his original position.
"Weaklings have no right to boast when they don't understand their opponent's power. Do any of you little fucks want to join him?" Dimitri asked with a sadistic grin as he waved the blood off of his zanpakuto. The men said nothing as the ran off in fright. "Pathetic. Guys like that don't deserve to live." Taking off with great speed, Dimitri quickly dispatched the running CF. Sensing a few spirits still in the building, Dimitri decided to destroy the barracks building. "Hadou #88, Genocide Shift." The countless orbs hovered over the building before bombarding the entire building, killing the few left within.
"This just sucks. I've spent all this time here and I haven't even used my shikai yet. I don't even sense a decent challenge left around here. Everyone seems to be fighting the good ones. If I don't get a good fight out of someone, I'm gonna develop a case of fighter blue balls." Dimitri walked off in search of a something to do.
OOC: Now all of Squad 7 is dead. All that's left is Ein and Lemur.
