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Post by GoldenKitten on Apr 28, 2008 15:38:43 GMT -4
A young and beautiful woman sat in a large white room surrounded by tall pillars; the chair she took rest in was equally pale and resembled a metallic throne. Directly before her was a sheer drop to a tile floor far below where it was obvious lower members were meant to address her from. Standing next to her was man robed in white with long black hair, a face as white as the moon and snake like yellow eyes who stared coldly at his surroundings as if he felt his time was being wasted. Still she sat in utter silence, clicking the tips of her fingers together as she looked out over the area and a smile slowly formed across her face.
Calixta had been having a wonderful day, her brother was gone and now all of Las Noches would be hers. If she had been anyone else she would have been preparing for repercussions of her takeover but she was not, she was Calixta, she was the princess and everyone would follow her unerringly. She knew this to be true; it was how it always was and always would be. Asmodeus, the man standing next to her was proof of this. Her beauty and charm so unrivaled that even a monster such as he could do nothing but fall in step. She had briefly wondered if he might not be using the circumstances to gain favor and status but she quickly brushed those worries aside, he was her loyal little hound and she had nothing to worry about. Las Noches was once more in capable hands.
“Ahhhhh…” she said out loud to herself in her own form of ecstasy.
“I think it is time you began worrying about the shinigami.” Asmodeus finally said, his patience with the philandering at an end.
“Oh you do?” she responded jokingly, “They may or may not even come and if they do we will just kill them all!” she giggled after finishing as she was clearly still excited.
“I think you underestimate them.” Asmodeus remained calm on the outside despite his true thoughts, clenching his fist invisibly behind his back.
“Oh you worry too much.”
Calixta stood up and looked out over the large hall as she silently planned what she thought would be a magnificent party…by her invitation only of course. She would sit in her chair and watch out over them, lording them as was her proper birth right, a right which had been taken from her for far to long. She spun silently in a circle as her annoyed guardian watched her with a mixture of anger and self-pity that he was serving this sort of person. Calixta spotted his stern face and stopped immediately, placing both hands on her hips and pouting.
“Oh fine, then what do YOU think we should do?” she only seemed to be humoring him though.
“We need to call the rest of the Espada here…” he replied plainly.
“Oh what will that do? They’ll know if a boatload of shinigami break in!”
“Might I point out that this would be a perfect time to…” he paused momentarily “ascertain the status of loyalty and usefulness amongst our members?”
Calixta stared at him in silence for a long period and then gathered several of her possessions she had dropped on the chair as if she thought someone would actually be brave enough to take them. She turned around and jumped off the ledge quickly pacing toward a large door on the end of the hall before passing through. She stopped abruptly when she found a blond haired Numeros standing all alone in the hall staring at the door as if he had been waiting. She might have thought that was weird but instead just assumed he was another person trying to get on her good side now that she was a leader…and she liked promptness, so it was probably working.
“Where are the guards?” she demanded of him.
“They seem to be missing…” he nearly whispered back.
She frowned, “They’ll pay for their laziness. Oh, and address me with mam, you know who I am do you not?”
“How could I not…mam?” his manner caused her pause momentarily but she was to worked up over “her” new idea to think it through.
“Very well, you will do." she said as an afterthough, "I have had a wonderful idea! You are to go speak with the Espada and tell them to collect in this place, it is mandatory, make sure they understand that.” She grinned wickedly as the thought rolled through her mind.
The Numeros nodded and kicked off the ground before disappearing down the hall with surprising speed. Calixta still grinning turned back around and walked into the large hall, Asmodeus was found right on the other side of the door. It seemed he had heard at least part of the conversation but his loyalty (or rather the usefulness of Calixta) kept him calm.
“Shall we proceed to the ready room?” he asked.
“No…no I will not be like my brother. The Espada will meet me here where they will stand below me, for I am their god!”
Asmodeus grimaced but quickly followed as she walked back along the way and took her seat, waiting for the Espada to show up.
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Kazama
Underling
13th Division Captain
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Post by Kazama on Apr 28, 2008 18:59:08 GMT -4
"Miss Hina! You must stop playing! There was a message from the Royal House! All Espada are to report there, it is mandatory!"
Hina was playing hide and seek with her direct underlings. About 50 rapidly ran around to find Hina while one yelled the commands with a loud speaker. Hina heard there words and smiled, sharp fangs showing.
"Calixta! Yay!" Hina was high in the pillars of her tower as more of her numeros pied in to find her.
"You should get going." Adriark, her top man, appeared behind her high up in the ceiling beams.
"I am, don't tell anyone I left. I want to see what happens when I get back! ~♥" Hina giggled and disappeared at the sound of a bullet shot. Adriark rolled his eyes and continued on to his quarters.
"As you wish..." He became tremendously bored of babysitting. "Search all of Las Noches for her! It is important she hears of this meeting!" But perhaps he liked to have his fun too. Adriark appeared on the floor and rushed out to get out of the busy tower with a wide smile on his face.
"Yoooooo!!" Hina darted into the room and a few bullet shots were heard as she appeared around the room randomly and disappeared as fast as she had come. Hina appeared directly in front of the large throne Calixta was perched upon, on her knee and her head bowed. Her long sleeves draped on the floor and her fan was hidden deep in the folds of her robes.
"First! I win!" Hina shot up in the air and waved her arms around as she jumped in place. Hina looked up at the two on the large pillar.
"HAAAAIIII AUSSY!" She had nicknamed Asmodeus something random for the moment. She waved her arm so rapidly in the air her sleeve stayed straight and became a blur from so high up. She was very enthusiastic about this. She looked to Calixta. "Calixta! Hewwo!!!!" She would never dare try to disgrace one of the Royal members unless they played around with her like that. Calixta wasn't that type of person as of yet. Calixta's wave was much more enthusiastic than the one given to Asmodeus. Her fee am joined the fray to make Hina look like she was seizuring.
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Post by Akuhei the Demon of Death on May 4, 2008 2:10:20 GMT -4
"Morte, Calixta has called a meeting." The voice of one of his subordinates reached his ears. It was a small Numero, one who Morte could kill without even moving, but he was, at times, valuble. Morte looked up from what he was doing, feasting on a hollow who had gotten in his way.
"So the bitch wishes to see us. Hemhemhemhem." The laugh of someone insane. "She thinks she controls us, that she can make us appear whenever she wishes. One day, we will show her, but not today, oh no, not today." He dissapeard with a quick sonido.
He arrived, and took notice of those around the room. He hated every one of them. Not just the ones in the room, but all of the espada, except one. Only one. Asmodeus, the one who thought himself better than all, probably even Calixta. Then there was Calixta herself. Of how he absolutely despised her. Despised her more than any others. Than was the one who seemed to be seizuring, Hina. He didn't hate her really, just thought she was a little annoying nat that deserved to be crushed. Yes, crushed. And he would be the one to do it.
After their little spat, they had quit on the note of continuing it later, and had come back here. He had gone back out to eat, but had been brought back here again for some stupid meeting. He decided to kill the numero who had told him, but couldn't remember which one it was.
"We're here, what is it that draws us from our feast? What is so important that the Queen has to call us? Hmm?" Morte was angry, and didn't care for hiding it. He looked at Asmodeus, and bared his teeth. A growl seemed to escape his throat. Oh, how he wanted to kill that snake like bastard. how he wanted to rip his spine out and force feed it to him, and watch him writhe on the ground in agony. But not now, later.
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Post by Galihan on May 4, 2008 14:50:42 GMT -4
Deep below the fortress of Las Noches, in the far east end of the extensive network of catacombs that predated most of the newer citadel itself, was a large chamber that was built as the private quarters of the current Cuatro Espada, Galihan Umbra. Barely enough light shone through the dark halls to be able to find one's way to the Espada's chamber, and only a few handful of Arrancar knew their way through the underground labyrinth without getting utterly lost for possibly months to even years before finding an exit. Inside these dark hallways, Umbra would be able to fight at maximum efficiency without any light to hinder his abilities which rely on darkness and shadows. Fortunately for the messengers who had been sent by Calixta to rally the Espada, Umbra also had an entrance built directly connecting his room the above floors.
Umbra sat in the center of his chamber, resting in a meditative state as usual. He would probably not awaken for several hours unless one of his fraccion or another Espada were to disturb him. The messenger sent to inform Umbra was neither an Espada nor one of his fraccion, so he continued to meditate even as the arrancar tried to get his attention. After a few minutes of ignoring the messenger, he got fed up and left, yelling and drawing his zanpakuto at one of Umbra's fraccion who had just arrived to the scene.
"TELL THAT LAZY, INCOMPETENT FOOL THAT HIS PRESENCE IS REQUIRED IN THE THRONE ROOM BY ORDER OF HER MAJESTY CAL-"
His yelling was enough to break the focus of Umbra, and he did not ever enjoy being called an incompetent fool. Especially by a lowly numeros. Before the messenger finished what he was yelling, he found himself being loomed over by the tall Cuatro Espada who had used sonido to travel across the chamber in less than a heartbeat.
"Please keep your voice down," Umbra growled. "Your voice echoes in here, and you have five seconds to put that blade away and leave my presence or else you'll never leave this place alive."
The messenger, who must have been a newcomer to not know that the Cuatro Espada was a pacifist. He was nearly petrified in fear, clumsily sheathed his blade and began to run at full speed to the stairway connecting the underground room to the rest of Las Noches. Umbra smiled a large grin, and yawned. It wasn't like he'd actually have done anything to the messenger for yelling, but if the numeros didn't put away his blade he'd probably have lost a hand, but that would have just about been it.
It's not like Calixta would actually give a hoot about losing a servant, they were all expendable to her, and from what he could tell none of the current Espada particularly liked her. Calixta was weak compared to her older brother, the former king of hollows, Desperado. If Calixta planned to continue her rule over Las Noches, she'd need more than simply having been born as her right to rule. In any case, Umbra decided he'd better see what the royal brat had planned for now, and he proceeded to leave the room and migrate to the throne room.
By the time he arrived in the large hall, he noticed that the only people there so far were Calixta herself, that insane Morte fellow, numbered Siete, and Asmodeus, the Espada Uno. Umbra did not like any of these people, and he was sure that none of them liked him. Umbra was a misfit amoung hollows, naving a hight sense of honor and pride, being a pacifist unless provoked, and has never tortured or experienced pleasure in killing things slowly and painfully. He sank onto his knee and lowered his head.
"Your Majesty, on what occasion do we owe the privilege of being called to your side?" Umbra said, somehow managing to utter his words without choking. Oh how he hated her, and he was sure that the other Espada knew he was of course being sarcastic in order to take advantage of her renown vanity.
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Uryuujin
Junior Member
The Raven
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Post by Uryuujin on May 5, 2008 22:12:48 GMT -4
A Large castle-type Building resided in Las Noches, in the darkest corner that the Builders could locate. It was built to resemble the Castle that the Espada who was housed in it owned while in life. In this castle, there was a door which most never dared approach. It was in here where a Terror too horrible for Mortal Beings rested, a Tomb of dark stone, with no light going in or coming out of that Steel door. The Sexta Espada Seteku Drakulya lay in his Coffin of a bed, arms crossed and stiff as a board. It was dark in the room in which he made his residence, pitch black to anyone who came in uninvited. As he slept, one who was accustomed to this darkness crept into the 'Prince's' crypt. Vrykolakas Servidor walked silently up to his master, hoping to sneak up and tell him before he had a chance to address him first. It was an ongoing Competition that was between the Fraccion and Espada. Vry would try and catch Seteku asleep before.... "Yes, Vrykolakas, what is it?" The seemingly sleeping Espada asked, not moving from the coffin that was leaning vertically against the back wall. His eyes remained closed, though a small smile found its way onto his red lips, which stood out from his pale face, as if he had just drank from the neck of a victim, whose blood still ran down from a corner of his mouth down past his chin. "It must be important if you must bother me whilst i sleep" Cursing inwardly, the Fraccion stood at attention. "Kyuuketsuki-sama, there is a message for all the Espada to come to the Royal House immediately. It sounds urgent, sir" The Arrancar servant finished nervously. Rising out of his coffin without moving any part of his body, he hovered an inch above the ground before dropping to land on his feet, arms dropping to his sides as he hit the ground gently. "Well, we had better go, I just know that there is some sort of test behind this. Come, Vry." He walked swiftly towards the door, Vry scrambling to catch up to the Espada. "What do you mean, a test?" "Well, they are probably sitting there thinking 'The most loyal will come as soon as they get the message'. and so i do not want to disappoint them. It's something I have done before, and it works" He grinned, moving swifter to get to the palace as soon as possible.
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As soon as he arrived at the Palace, he noticed that he was among the first to arrive. He looked around, noticing that there were very few there at the moment, though there was one who he did see. Galihan Umbra. "Oh he makes my blood boil" The Espada telepathically told his Fraccion. "He does not deserve that Quatro Position. I will rip out his heart and eat it....but not today. There are more important matters now." This confused the Fraccion. Of all the Espada, the one most like Galihan was Seteku. They both had a great emphasis on honor, and did not attack others, though he may joke around with taunting Numeros, but it was all in good fun. Swiftly moving right past Galihan, the Espada sank lower and bowed deeper than the Quatro Espada had. "What can this lowly servant possibly do for you, my Lady?" He asked formally, putting as much flattery and honor into his Voice as he could, while still making it seem extremely genuine. That was the power of the Vampiric Espada.
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ZR0 C00L
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omae wa mou shindeiru
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Post by ZR0 C00L on May 6, 2008 21:21:51 GMT -4
The surroundings were black. Like most places in Hueco Mundo. There were no artificial lights. The things that went bump were given their night. Amidst the hordes of monsters residing in Menos Forrest was a predator. One the many inhabitants of the forest respected. Respected....And feared with good reason.
Since returning from Rukongai, Zetsumei had been prowling through the large ferns and blackened deserts of his home world without pause. Enlivened as his little tussle with the shinigami had gotten him, in the end it had only furthered his lust for battle. For action, for doing anything other than sitting on his ass and talking about how evil he was instead of going out and killing something. It wasn’t so much that he needed to kill, not that he minded. It was more that he hated not having anything to do. The period of transition within the royal family had been a long and boring process, fraught with inactivity. How he loathed it. The promise of glory returning to the Espada had been broken by its maker. Asmodeus had talked large and in the end his glorious triumph was little more than school yard roughhousing. How pathetic. Furthermore, Uno’s “little” exercise had gave their enemies the chance to gauge their strengths and send out a response. Were he the one calling the shots, there would not be any shinigami left alive to respond.
Zetsumei is known throughout the espada for his unwavering loyalty to the ruling bodies of Las Noches. But the fact was, things had not been going well and the strategic decisions being made from the top were becoming more and more ludicrous. Now that Calixta was firmly set as the new leader though, Dos had high hopes that things would be getting better. Although his faith in her leadership qualities left something to be desired, at least now things would be moving forward.
Who knows, she may just have a hissy fit one day and launch an all out assault. He thought to himself with a smile.
For now he decided that he would take on the attitude of wait and see when it came to his princess. She was not her brother and Zetsumei had no intentions of following someone who proved themselves inadequate to lead. As for Asmodeus, well he already had a few strikes against him. He figured he’d be dealt with sooner or later, the overconfident usually are. Dos had bigger, more…..Fun matters at hand.
He had spent his time constructively, hunting down and absorbing the souls of those he had slain in preparation for the imminent arrival of the shinigami. It hadn’t been long since his appearance in the Menos Forrest though he had already lost track of time. For a being as fast as he was, time was never an issue. Dozens of lower beings had found a new home as part of a greater being. Him. Now though he stood perched watching the flight of a herd of gillian as they fled their Adjuchas class masters. The gillian were a dozen strong and the adjuchas in pursuit were three. There were few things that would make obedient gillian drones flee their superiors, but dos wasn’t interested in why. Small things didn’t matter to him much. It was not fascination that stayed his hand. Only timing, he waited for the opportune time to strike and the hapless pawns below had no idea that they were headed exactly where he wanted them to be.
The gillian runaways reached the edge of the clearing where their bulk wouldn’t allow passage through the closely planted trees. The three adjuchas closed in. Dos knew his time was now. In a flash of light and blood, the adjuchas were cut into many small pieces that were left floating in the air as the espada turned toward the escapee’s
“Fear not, your going to a better place.” He said towards the group.
Zetsumei’s Hand lit up a blood red as he extended his index and middle fingers towards the now petrified gillians who were knocking shoulders with eachother in an attempt to shield themselves behind one another. An instant later and Dos had released his attack and the smoking crater left in the wake of his cero had erased all trace of any being ever having been there.
“Zetsumei sama” A voice called out. “Princess Calixta has announced that attendance is manadatory.” It concluded.
The voice belonged to one of his few yet faceless fraccion. Zetsumei was a solitary figure and rarely interacted with anyone let alone fraccion. A simple nod of acknowledgement was all he gave in response and the lower being was left standing alone in the dark forest as Zetsumei appeared before his princess and commander. He bowed his head in respect towards her throne. Something he noted with distaste but said nothing. Dos righted himself and took a step back awaiting the newest “strategy” from his superiors, hoping that there was actually a defense strategy planned and they were not going to just wait to be attacked.
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Sleeps
Underling
S.L.E.E.P.S Suddenly Living an Everlasting Eternal Peaceful Slumber
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Post by Sleeps on May 7, 2008 23:22:14 GMT -4
One …..Two….three…….four……. The word softly left the lips of L As she stood in the middle of the sandy ocean that seemed to never end. “One….three,” she shouted as she swing her right hand straight forward then began around house kick with her left leg. “Two... four,” she said as her left foot landed back on the sand as she punched with her left hand and followed with her right leg doing yet another round house kick. This time as her right foot landed she then did a back flip landing on her hands her feet straight up in the air, just as quickly as she land on her hand she lifted her left hand and swing her body toward the left cutting the air with low kick only inches from the sand. Completely doing a hole 360 turn the sand seemed to rise up and follow forming a mini tornado as she sonido yards away. The sand started to pick up as she Jumped upward in the air yelling Dino loudly as placed out her hand and shout out a cero the size of beach ball the seemed to teleport from here hand to the tornado of sand. As the cero hit the ground sand flew every almost as though there was an explosive panted in the ground. The Sand cloud that hand formed and covered the area had now started to disappear as L took a deep breath and slowly fell to the ground with her left leg resting over her right in a resting position as though she was lying on a lounge chair. As she hit the sand she yawned and closed her eyes, picking up hand full of sand as letting it ease out her hands as her hand became empty yet again picked up a hand full of sand began to repeat this action.
“IT has been so boring as of late, Something really good need to happen and soon, what is the point of us just living in a sand box, as hard s we worked to get to this stage and now we are nothing more that wondering children that continue to play in a never ending sand box, …..Ah I wound what the Shingami have been up to….. It’s whatever I just want some action. I AM SO DONE WITH THIS.” She said as she laid back on her back looking up at the sky that she hated so much. “Man I Wanna see sum-thin different so much, Right know I would even mind fighting the lame ass Asmodeus right about now. L then slowly stood up wipe what sand she could get off of her before turning around and smiling. “Oh wow this must mean something good; I have an unusual visitor, Yay. She said as she clapped her hand twice and waited for him to show up.
As the message had been delivered Lizzy smiled as she started to walk away, she placed her hand in her pants pocket as she shook her head allowing her hair to fall behind her head in a swiping motion, closing her eyes she shrugged her shoulder before disappearing from sight. A few minutes past as she arrived at the front doors she could feel that most of the other had arrived before her. Without a second thought she walked into the room and looked around her eye first ran across Calixta as she tilted her head in bow style. Keeping her head down for a few second she took her left hand out her pocket and waved at everyone as she walked over toward Hina, “Hey there you look happy today!” Lizzy said in a high yet normal voice she then quickly looked upward at Calixta and smiled “I’m not last am I as she placed her hand back into her pocket.
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Post by GoldenKitten on May 7, 2008 23:44:22 GMT -4
((OOC: In this arc we will assume the espada positions who are empty actually have members who are part of the “clean-up”. That way we don’t have to come up with an excuse for why there are only a few Espada.))
Calixta grimaced at the arrival of perhaps her most despised of the Espada. She may have disliked some of them for being rude or considered others like Torre rivals who needed to be eliminated but that a pathetic creature like Hina was allowed to be an Espada sickened her. Regardless Asmodeus had convinced her the girl had some worth in battle so at first she ignored her chipper attitude and looked the other way. Then a look of utter horror spread across her face and she looked out of the corner of her eye as the young Espada sat on her knee. Calixtas stance began to visibly tighten as one of her hands clenched into a fist and something similar to hyperventilating only much angrier began to sound from her chest. Just as it looked like she was edging her motion toward the girl a pale hand from Asmodeus came in and picked Hina up by the scruff of her neck before tossing her down below.
“Mind your place Hina…” Asmodeus said, there was oddly no hint of malice in his tone but instead just authoritativeness, it might not work but sometimes Hina was smarter than she acted.
Calixta was still tense but gradually loosened and returned to her old cheerful self as if she had forgotten the trespass. Morte Lupo had arrived not long after that and despite the aggressive mood he arrived in Calixta paid him no mind and Asmodeus barely looked out of the corner of his eyes to meet Mortes gaze.
“Take a stand before us and maybe you will find out soon enough…” he responded, this time his voice dripping once more with his typical sarcasm and darkness.
More arrived, Umbra and Seteku being the next and both bowing low in reverence or so Calixta thought. It was true most of the other Espada no doubt knew both were putting on a show and if one looked quickly they might even spot Asmodeus performing a slight motion that could only have been him rolling his eyes before retaining his constant gaze down upon them once more. Calixta however fawned under the attention that she believed she so rightfully deserved and brought one hand to her face while giggling like a little school girl. After a long period of silence she arose and looked down upon them all.
“Is this it?” she almost sounded disappointed at the turnout.
At that moment Zetsumei had arrived and taken his spot in the line followed by Lizzy, Calixta put her hands on her hips and while she probably wasn’t really happy at least a few more showing up seemed to cheer her up. At that point Asmodeus came to her side and looked up above and ever so slowly several black figures dropped from the ceiling in the back of the room behind the Espada.
“This is it then…” Asmodeus nearly growled, obvious enjoyment played across his face.
“Kill the rest; go for that armored bitch first.” Calixta said across as the black figures hit the ground.
Looking one would see that as more and more of the figures exited the shadow they were white draped figures with demonic mask. Each had hollow, unreadable features and while maybe not as powerful as an Espada alone stood as many and wreaked of the death they so often wrought, these were the Exequias and the intent of this meeting became clear. One of the deathly murderers nodded his head and in one great push of movement they were gone from the room. There was once more a period of silence as Calixta allowed the fact to sink in while Asmodeus maintained his grisly smirk, then without warning he clapped his hands and approached the front.
“Well then I suppose it is time.” He began.
“Asmodeus seems to think the shinigami are going to be a bigger problem than I give them credit for…but for the sake of it I am deferring to him till he’s proved wrong…” Calixta inserted but despite the jab Asmodeus let it roll off and then continued.
“They will come and they won’t be happy. I don’t care how each of you decides to go about setting up defenses I just want you to insure they don’t set one foot in Las Noches…fail that and I’ll kill you if they don’t…” signs of enjoyment had left his face and now he stared at them coldly once more. He seemed to be ignoring that while the children were half the matter the insertion into Soul Society by himself was probably just as likely to have driven a retaliatory strike.
“Chop chop!” Calixta said and approached the edge expecting each of them to run off like obedient little puppets.
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Post by Akuhei the Demon of Death on May 11, 2008 2:29:02 GMT -4
(Sorry about the wait.)
Morte watched as the other Espada gathered, all waiting for whatever orders the Royal Bitch in front of them would give. Galihan, who seemed to have a sense of honor. Something that could very well get him killed. Drakulya, who also had that sense of honor. Seriously, how did they even live long enough to become Arrancar, let alone Espada? Zetsumei, who was another he didn't exactly hate, but one he would gladly kill if the opportunity arose. Then there was Lizzy. The one Espada who he could actually stand to be around for long periods of time without trying to kill said person.
As soon as Calixta started speaking, Morte listened, only because he knew there was going to be some action, or even better, some killing. He almost laughed at her threat. She seemed to direct it at all of them. He would of came up with a come back, but his calmer, third personality dissuaded him.
"Chop, chop." Morte was gone in a flash. Had he stayed any longer in her presence, he knew he would of tried to kill her. He also knew that that would not be a good idea, and he would likely be killed. Oh well, he told himself, one day. Morte had high ambitions. He would grow strong enough to kill Calixta, and anyone else who opposed him, then take the throne of Las Noches for himself. Then he would destroy the Shinigami with an army of hollows. Afterwards, he would destroy everything else that opposed him, and rule that way until he was killed by another like him in an epic battle that would desimate Las Noches, leaving the one who killed him to rule nothing. Simple enough right?
Anyway, back to the matter at hand. Morte had appeared outside the gates to Las Noches, and decided he would set up his ambush here. He scouted the surronding area, collecting hollows as he went. They were easy enough to persuade when he offered them unlimited power, even though he knew he would eat all, if any, surviving hollow. He watched as they hid themselves, They would be detected easily enough, but that was the point. As the shinigami were distracted by his temporary minions, he would launch a surprise attack, hopefully killing one, if he was lucky, two of the pest that would soon arrive at the gates of his humble home. He settled himself in to wait.
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Post by Galihan on May 11, 2008 11:03:28 GMT -4
"Your Majesty, on what occasion do we owe the privilege of being called to your side?" Umbra said, somehow managing to utter his words without choking. Oh how he hated her, and he was sure that the other Espada knew he was of course being sarcastic in order to take advantage of her renown vanity.
He waited slightly before he could sense that the Seis Espada, Drakulya, had made the scene. Seteku proceeded in also putting on an act to take advantage of Calixta's self-centered mentality, possible even trying to show Umbra up by intentionally doing a better job at sucking up.
Whatever, Umbra thought to himself. It's not like I'd ever sink that low just to impress that brat.
Zetsumei and Lizzy also showed up not soon afterward but neither seemed to bother with the formalities, or at least not to the degree that Umbra and Drakulya had gone to earlier. By this point Umbra had already stepped back into his position to the side, his sheathed zanpakuto held vertically like a staff at his side and he waited for Torre-sama and the other two Espada to arrive. It wasn't long before Calixta began without them.
Asmodeus said something quietly, and then Calixta called forth the Exequias from the shadows of the room. Umbra didn't particularly feel comfortable about the scenario unfolding at the moment but the moment he heard the royal bitch utter her orders to the assassins, he was lucky that he didn't snap.
“Kill the rest; go for that armored bitch first.”
Umbra flinched for a moment, and he tried to hold his temper but anyone who was closer to him would probably be able to sense a fierce, yet very subtle flare of his reiatsu that he managed to keep in check without alarming the entire room of his anger. He resisted the urge to draw his long blade and murder Calixta on the spot then and there as it would not turn out well seeing as he'd definately have Asmodeus to contend with, and then probably others like Zetsumei, Seteku, and Morte. And then there was Lizzy and Hina who seemed to be a part of the few who didn't want Umbra dead so he wasn't so sure what they'd do, but chances are that Umbra would have to fight everybody present and that would be impossible to survive. He got himself in check and continued to listen to her give the floor to Asmodeus.
“They will come and they won’t be happy. I don’t care how each of you decides to go about setting up defenses I just want you to insure they don’t set one foot in Las Noches…fail that and I’ll kill you if they don’t…” he said coldly, and after a moment Calixta added a very infuriating "Chop, Chop!"
Umbra was able to tell that that was enough to get Morte on the edge and he left before he'd try to kill Calixta. Umbra decided to follow suit and disappeared using Sonido and began to make preparations of his own, but not for defending against Soul Society. He had to find Torre-sama before the Exequias and warn her that it Calixta was going to have her killed. Umbra may no longer be her fraccion anymore like he was when he first arrived in Las Noches, and she now may have been one rank above him, but he'd be damned if he'd let her die like this, because once the Exequias would fail then surely Asmodeus himself would try to finish the job himself.
He decided to make his journey using a series of shortcuts in the underground labyrinth beneath Las Noches until he could reach the exit to the surface closest to Torre-sama's balcony. Even if he could tip her off that Calixta ordered her dead, he himself would be able to retreat to the tunnels to lie in ambush of any possible shinigami invaders, or worse.
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Uryuujin
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The Raven
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Post by Uryuujin on May 12, 2008 16:07:54 GMT -4
The Sexta Espada watched as more Espada Arrived, standing off to one side, but still close to the Dais on which Asmodeus and Calixta were located. Seeing the Cinco and Dos Espada arrive, he hid his jealousy behind an all-business demeanor, his Fraccion beside and a little behind him. Watch the proceedings carefully, I wish to be able to review the events here soon. He ordered Vrykolakas Servidor telepathically, planning to use the Telepathic connection that they shared to see what Seteku had missed, seeing as he had to pay attention, while Vry had a bit of freedom to look at the other Espada. Seteku wished to know how his 'Comrades' reacted to whatever the news would be.
“Asmodeus seems to think the shinigami are going to be a bigger problem than I give them credit for…but for the sake of it I am deferring to him till he’s proved wrong…” Calixta inserted but despite the jab Asmodeus let it roll off and then continued.
The Uno Espada is worried? Oh No!! he laughed to Vry condescendingly, though he acknowledged that the Uno Espada was probably more aware of the situation. He respected Asmodeus, and for some reason hated him less than the others did. His evil personality was in a few (Really few) aspects a more intense version of his own, though overall they were not very similar. However, Seteku knew the amount of power and sheer will it took to raise up to the Sexta position, and it had occurred to him a long time ago that it would take infinitely more of those things to reach Uno.
“They will come and they won’t be happy. I don’t care how each of you decides to go about setting up defenses I just want you to insure they don’t set one foot in Las Noches…fail that and I’ll kill you if they don’t…” signs of enjoyment had left his face and now he stared at them coldly once more. He seemed to be ignoring that while the children were half the matter the insertion into Soul Society by himself was probably just as likely to have driven a retaliatory strike.
“Chop chop!” Calixta said and approached the edge expecting each of them to run off like obedient little puppets.
Seteku was very interested in the events that were occurring. Of course, this had been a test as he had predicted, going in about the same manner as the same tests he....administered...went. However, this Shinigami threat intrigued him, and he hoped they would arrive sooner than later, for he was dying to feed on more powerful beings. At the end of the proceedings, he bowed deeply and honorably to Calixta. "As you command, my Lady" he told her, using her formal title again. I would not mind Killing her, this incompetent 'Ruler' of ours, but now is not the time. Though she is quite annoying and very foolish, at least to date, she is needed at the moment. And I am not yet ready, besides. he told his Fraccion telepathically, though it was more to himself than Vry. Not a single thing on his face revealed the words that he was saying to Vry.
Straightening, he did not bother turning before saying, "Come, Vrykolakas" in his deep and resonating voice and , as Morte and Umbra had done before him, he evaporated, using his Sonido to move quickly to his Castle of sorts, his Fraccion on his heels. As soon as they had reached his gates he began rattling orders off to the few hundred Servants the he had at his disposal. Then, leaving Vry to supervise, he left.
Appearing at random places in Las Noches, he eventually decided that the best place to conduct his Ambush would be right on the Inside of the Gates, and he already knew that the Siete Espada, Morte, had chosen to defend on the outside. Seems fitting for him to be in front of me. He thought to himself, and began to do the same thing as Morte, though as well as scouring on the Other side of Las Noches, he began recruiting Numeros as well, promising to give them large amounts of power. He knew that he would make the Hollows Arrancar as he promised, but he would turn them into Minions as he usually did, though he would still have to ask permission of Calixta, as usual. Those who became Arrancar who he felt didn't deserve to serve him, or who were not he would consume, hearts first of course. The Numeros who survived would be allowed to live, he did not want to destroy this Kingdom of Hueco Mundo. He cared for his 'country'.
After telling Vry to begin moving the others and a few supplies to the Gates, he began to plan his fortifications, wondering if his old tactic would work as well as it had when he was alive......
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ZR0 C00L
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omae wa mou shindeiru
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Post by ZR0 C00L on May 21, 2008 1:32:12 GMT -4
(OOC- sorry guys know this is incredibly late but i thought better late than never as it hasn't moved on yet.Also sorry it's short.)
“Kill the rest; go for that armored bitch first.”
The death sentence handed out coldly from his princess' throne caused Zetsumei some disappointment. He disagreed with executing ones soldiers before imminent attack. He believes using them as pawns in a first wave assault would have been much more efficient. Then again He wondered. What more can i expect out of her. He concluded scornfully emphasizing the word her as he looked up at Calixita on her throne. further annoying him was that he was not sent personally for the job of exterminating his truant comrades. At least it'd be something to do, something worthy of his position.
“They will come and they won’t be happy. I don’t care how each of you decides to go about setting up defenses I just want you to insure they don’t set one foot in Las Noches…fail that and I’ll kill you if they don’t"
Unos threat had done little in the way of terrifying or motivating dos. He saw it as another incompetent battle stratagem leaving their kingdom vulnerable.An exact and detailed plan of defense is what was needed if they were to successfully drive out the shinigami. Also conducting an assault in a secondary location to divide incoming forces in Las Noches would have been optimal. But his leaders were not leaders, they were self serving, vain and gambling with lives that were not their own, it sickened him to think how blindly he had once obeyed. As appalled as he was with this plan his sense of loyalty prevented Zetsumei from contradicting. He struggled internally with the desire to stand and voice his opinions but was cut short by the newly appointed heir to the throne.
“Chop chop!”
Chop chop? CHOP CHOP! He repeated to himself mentally. In that moment he saw that he had gone from being a valued soldier to the servant of an unfit ruler. This he could not allow, would not allow. For now he said nothing but could not completly hide his disgust in this revelation. Lest he do something untimely he would later regret, Zetsumei used his sonido to appear in his quarters to make preparations to defend against the shinigami. Deciding to wait at the highest point in las noches where he would be able to spot intruders for miles should they be foolish enough to come. Zetsumei decided he would take care of one annoyance before making plans to change the balance of power in Hueco Mundo, he was sure there were more than a few of his fellow espada that would feel the same as he. The only question was, could he trust any of them?
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Sleeps
Underling
S.L.E.E.P.S Suddenly Living an Everlasting Eternal Peaceful Slumber
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Post by Sleeps on May 21, 2008 19:25:01 GMT -4
(OCC:Sorry it was short I just want to get this this thing moving again so i just put something together.)
See as Lizzy had came late to the meeting that had went by oh so quickly, She could not help but to think that this conversation could have been relayed to them through someone else mainly the person who informed them of the meeting in the first place. The was not much she could do about it any way she thought to herself placing her hand behind her head rest over top of her dark brown hair.
“Kill the rest; go for that armored bitch first.”
“Yea whatever!” Lizzy said to herself as she turned around and began to walk out the door her eyes then dashed around the room look at everyone who was in the room. “So if I was not here on time I may have been one of the targets we have been assigned to kill huh?”Lizzy shrugged her shoulder oh well just missed getting a real fight with Uno, due to their history he would have been the first to find her like always.
They will come and they won’t be happy. I don’t care how each of you decides to go about setting up defenses I just want you to insure they don’t set one foot in Las Noches…fail that and I’ll kill you if they don’t…” signs of enjoyment had left his face and now he stared at them coldly once more. He seemed to be ignoring that while the children were half the matter the insertion into Soul Society by himself was probably just as likely to have driven a retaliatory strike.
“Chop Chop”
Lizzy quickly stopped and turned around her hand fell to her side as she put on a serious face, what if the invaders have some form of secret weapon that we would never expect, and the somehow get past without us knowing……. Would that person be killed!” she then laced her fingers together her palms connected ashes smiled a soft a child like smile. “You won’t have to worry about me I would even let Uno himself get past me hehehe!” she said as she gazed at him before turning around again a walking out as if she thought the question she had ask would not be answered.
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Post by GoldenKitten on Jul 10, 2008 0:54:04 GMT -4
Torre wasn't exactly what you would have called hard to miss, with every step her metal boots made a resounding thump and her entire suit clinked about with every little twitch of her body. Still she was an Espada and she knew of paths through Las Noches few others did and that meant she didn't need to be stealthy, she just needed to be fast. It was only a matter of time until Calixta discovered her disappearance and if that witch of a “princess” hadn't had plans to kill her before she certainly would upon learning of her movements. Thus Torre and her little entourage were moving with as much speed as they dared through a set of tight hallways that ran both above and below the typical paths. Of course even though she was the slowest of the Espada she still would have moved like lightning compared to her followers so she had to slow down and wait for them allot, it seemed the shinigami children were still wary of her. It was understandable but it was slowing them down, still as of the current she had not detected any pursuers and she was allowing them their freedom for the moment.
She looked down at Namida, Dante and Takeshi who were following closely though she could tell that Dante at least was doing so begrudgingly, doing it only because he knew he couldn't get away from her. Torre had already evaluated her feelings for the children, she had a natural connection with Namida and Takeshi was at least taking this in stride, it helped that he reminded Torre of someone from her past. However she already disliked Dante, not that Torre hated him for she didn't hate anyone without good reason but Dante wasn't just making this harder for himself but for the other two as well. She of course realized some of this originated from his protection of Namida but she also saw that quite a bit of it was him just being a moody little prick as well. However what she thought was against the point, it wouldn't have mattered if he had been evil incarnate, if he had been innocent it would have been her job to get him away from whatever fate would have awaited them otherwise.
Torre was caught up in thought as she watched Mr. Snugglebottoms run alongside the children, it wasn't as if you could determine what a cat was thinking by their face but he gave off an aura of determination. Though nobody had ever spoke up on the matter, even the other arrancar, it was quite obvious that he was more than he seemed though what he even seemed was a mystery sometimes. In front of them was the closest thing she had to any ally in Las Noches right now, the numeros Jessica. She wasn't Torres Fraccion but she was close and despite what she might have thought about this matter she was still going to follow wherever her idol Torre went.
Torre hadn't really been thinking about them though, she had been thinking about what she was supposed to do. Getting the children out of Las Noches was the easy part especially if the shinigami showed up for them like she thought they would, it was what she did after that. She had never considered herself a part of Las Noches but by being an Espada she had at least been free of its wrath, now wherever she ended up she would most certainly be on their black list. It wasn't that she was afraid and in truth she doubted there were many people here who could have stood up to her anyway but it always paid to think ahead. She was deep in thought and she almost glanced right past the shadow but where her lackadaisical conscious glazed over the figure her instinctive unconscious powers forced her gaze to snap right back to it.
Like a blaze Torres giant gauntlet fist slammed into thin air but as white shards went flying the air warped directly above Takeshi several times. Then a body started filling in what had been a nearly invisible shadow tagging along with the boy, it was tall and cloaked in white with a ghastly demonic white mask though that was now shattered and fractured into a billion pieces by Torres blow. The Exequias went sailing down the hallway where it came to a shrieking halt and did not get up, Torre was not known for gentle blows. The assassin had not been there long but with the Exequias it didn't take long and already she knew they were being surrounded, but then she felt something else at the far reaches of her mind. Making no sign of what she was thinking or trying to explain what had happened she grasped her hand for a moment and then with one firm swing blew the wall next to her out with such force that it continued through several more walls beyond it. Inside it was pitch black but if they looked her followers would see that about forty feet below was another hallway, she turned to them and motioned while speaking calmly.
“You need to get inside. Keep going, I will catch up.”
It looked like Namida was about to ask why and Dante was about to say something smartass but at just that moment they were hit by the arrival of several more spirit signatures. In both directions Exequias began pulling out of the shadows, at least five on one side and an even larger group on the other. With no time she pushed Dante through, he yelled for a moment but safely landed below while yelling curses back at her, she motioned once more for them to go through.
“Don't worry. They could never beat me...and I sense your friends are finally here.”
She waited for them to head through the opening and then turned toward the larger group of opponents and waited for them to make the first strike.
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In the depths of the white desert the shinigami had arrived. After Minoru had told them where they needed to head they made off like lightning. The first hollows on the scene were the random bestial hollows that existed in almost never ending numbers but as they got closer to the looming structure before them the creatures became stronger...and smarter. Still they were not far from the point at which they would release the rest of Soul Society for all out war and had yet to encounter any truly deadly foes.
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Post by Zhiel on Jul 10, 2008 18:43:43 GMT -4
Having heard how Torre spoke to the shinigami students she understood that Torre had intentions of helping them escape, this no doubt meant she would leave as well. While this news was a bit shocking for the young Arrancar, she understood the espadas descision, and was reminded why she looked up to Torre so when she told them of her history.
With one hand on her european looking zanpakutou the small arrancar followed shortly after Torre, a serious and determined look in her eyes that was rather strange for someone so young. She considered if it would be best if she traveled at the end of the group, in order to keep watch behind them and, in case one of the students faltered, be able to easier get them back on track. However she did not have time to make up her mind on this, because suddenly she noticed movement, however only a milli-second later Torre's armored fist smashed into whatever she had noticed, sending an exequias down the hall. It appeared they had arrived.
'Its too early, they cant have noticed we were running already... Did they plan to eliminate anyone who did not show up on the meeting? Curse that Calixta...' Jessica thought, biting her lower lip in frustration, oh how she disliked that so called "royal" espada. She had respected Desperado, because even she could tell he knew how to lead, but Calixta was so self-absorbed it wasnt even funny.
Getting back to the task at hand however Jessica felt the precense of other arrancar approaching, then she watched Torre smashing a hole through the wall, the force of the blow causing a large hole that continued through several other walls. When Torre told them to get through and keep going Jessica understood her duty in this, and as such she positioned herself next to the hole, waiting for the students to go through, and after the last one had done so, by a push from Torre, she gave Torre an acknowladging nod before she followed.
Jessica knew how powerfull Torre was, and as such she had no fear simple Exequias would be able to topple her, but she still felt a slight worry, but she assumed this to be natural. Now being togheter with the students once more she urged them forward as she moved closely at the side, keeping her senses at max, she wanted to protect these students, but more so, she did not want to disappoint Torre.
OOC: Blaaah, now get to posting!
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