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☆Lobo Renesido☆

The Wanderer stood and listened to the clamoring of voices that started when he rushed into the room. It was no doubt that they were either wondering why he would be so stupid as to challenge their leader , or preparing to challenge him themselves. But the Figure had no interest in them, on the man who he had set his gaze on, Cillian. But one of them did catch his attention. A woman who he had seemed to wake up with his sudden entrance began to flare her spiritual power. It was as if she was baring her fang at him, and the Figure though she might actually attack him. His attention returned to Cillian who had asked him his name. He took off his hood and revealed hos face."My name is Lobo Renesido, you may not remember me, but a long time ago the only but you told me that the only way to get stronger was by removing my mask." As Lobo had said his name out loud for the first time since he became an arrancar, it felt as if he was calling out a foreign name. But he remined himself this was the new him and the now this is who he was now.

Lobo began to size up the arrancar around him. He was stronger than many of them. The girl that he had made angry was about on par with him but he was bit stronger. Cillian spiritual pressure was unrealisticly powerful. He was unsure if he could actually take him on, but the memories of his fallen pack forced him to keep his ground."Cillian I want to thank you for showing me this path. I have become stronger than I thought possible. But now I must returned the favor and defeat you ." Lobo shot Cillian an icy stare waiting for him to react

Arbutus nodded slightly at the chastisement. It was an extreme reaction he had decided on, but he had been asked to prove himself. The crowd had grudgingly grown silent. He didn't even register the animosity leveled at him. Let them buzz like flies. Arbutus' head whipped around as the newcomer loudly barged into the room. Oddly enough the loud young male was a natural arrancar, if the crowd of arrancars could smell his own nature, it was a trifle for him to tell his kind from the artificial. The red haired man with the horns flared his aura and dashed to Cillian's defense, Arbutus noted his fiery personality and matching aura. But what caught his eye was a figure he had originally missed. a new female presence, the tercera was awakening like an disturbed feline. He made a mental note to be cautious around her, something about her...

He redirected his attention to the conflict. "This could indeed be curious. A Natural vs. a Genesis-borne arrancar" he replied to Marta Nicole. He did not know the term for the artificial arrancars and was not about to insult them so soon. He would not stoop to their pitiable level with mere name calling.

Not intending to join this battle and stood by watching it unfold. He pondered how to turn the unfortunate target of his little display into something useful as not to waste an arrancar on mere fertilizer. Deciding on a course of action he mentally commanded the plant sitting among the crowd to get to work. It began to move a little rearranging itself slowly as not to alarm anyone. It should produce a fine soldier ones it was done.

ooc: forgive me, but who is the tercera? >_<

"They all fear me...

Marta Nicole could feel the shift as the Tercera released her Balas. As much as the Quinta wanted to stay and watch it might just be best to leave. In fact that course was probably the wisest. Her eyes flicked around until she saw without seeing the Exequias on duty. The battle was to be recorded so she could watch it latter if she so wished. Now it was time to get her boys out of this poisoned atmosphere. She didn’t want to lose them just because the Tercera would not hold back.

So Marta Nicole ducked her head to Cillian, “The Ternary will be leaving now Cera. We have better things to do then to watch a shift in power.”

Zyne protested, “But I wanted to watch!”

Adán scoffed, “And now you are questioning the Mistress. Tell me did the fight earlier scramble your brains that much.”

Zyne snapped at his twin, “I am not questioning the Lady! I am simply letting my wishes be known.”

Marta Nicole’s eye were full of ire as she responded, “Boys! We’re leaving.”

Zyne had been properly chastised, “Yes Lady.”

Adán bowed his head in respect “Yes Mistress.” Then he turned to speak to Salte, “If you and the Old Man get a chance you should come stop by the Crepúsculo. We could help you figure out Las Noches and what not.”

Marta Nicole ducked her head to the Cera one last time, “Until next time Cera.”

With that the Ternary left. Marta Nicole was careful not to leave as quickly as possible but, she didn’t dally either. In her opinion that meeting had been a waste of time. Everything the Cera had told them she could have discovered for herself. She supposed that appearances were important. If she never went to the meetings but still seemed to know what was going on people would become suspicions. That would not be good. So she guessed the meetings purpose had been served. The Ternary was leaving now.


Exit to: The Crepúsculo

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"The strong live, the weak keel," Cillian said with a shrug, but he leaped back another few steps even as he said those bold words. That had been a single Atom Splitter wave and could be seen as a courtesy call. Few had seen the extent of the current Tercera's power as she had been made long before even Cillian and even he had only seen her in action a handful of times and none were too pretty. It had been a real shame that she could never leave Las Noches for long as only there can her Resurreccion form be stabilized enough to not be her demise, but that was no longer the case and to prevent a catastrophe, she would need to be stopped. The meeting had turned into a real fiasco where he may risk losing a few Arrancars at the rate things were going and they had not even broach the main topic of the gathering. Ever the opportunist, Cillian lifted a hand to motion for the remaining Espadas to stand down. "Lobo Renesido, if you can kill her, you may challenge me. If you cannot even get past her, then you can forget walking out of this room alive."

By then, his garbs had once more been reduced to unsalvageable shreds of clothes and he swatted what remained of his sleeves away with uncharacteristic annoyance. "As for the rest of you," he said, dismissing the Ternary's departure without so much as a comment,"save your strength. There will be plenty of battles ahead."


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☆Lobo Renasido☆

Lobo turned to Cillian when he told he that he had to defeat the female arrancar to get to him. His face flashed a sickened look. Lobo was not stupid, he had observed the reactions of the arrancar around him, from the belligerent red one to the trio that had left to Cillian himself; She was trash. It was clear that they no longer wanted her around, and he would use Lobo to rid himself of her. This fact mad, in fact it made him livid. The anger however, was short lived, as Lobo began to think reasonable. The foe Cillian had put before him was no pushover, And was in range with Lobo's power. Lobo agreed with Cillian that if he could not beat her, then how could he beat her leader. Lobo took a deep sigh then pointed be sword at Cillian.

"Look Cillian, the only reason I am going to kill her is so I can get you next, I am not here to do your dirty work. Lobo took his sword in front of him, pointing it downwards. Ice blue energy began to collect in a circle around him him as, sending tendrils of that began hto rap around Lobo. He grabbed the sword with both hands driving it into the invisible air and stoped it as if it had hit something."Sacad la Hielo."His Release commad came out with a icy breath. The energy now began to completely rap his body, tranforming him imto Santo Lobo Heilo . His cloak was reduced to shreds, as his Resurreccion came to be. Thanks to Lobo's years of training, this form was natural too him, as he forced himself to spend day on end remaining in this form to make it as seemless as possible. The energy that wrapped around him formed a sphere, as if in a cocoon waiting to become a butterfly. Suddenly,the orb brust open, revealing Lobo's released form. Lobo pointed at the female arrancar, staring at her with his now slit eye." I will make quick work of of you,so I can get to what I really came for." Lobo didn't know the female arrancar, and had not hatred or feeling in general as he did with Cillian. But now he would direct the feeling he had for Cillian on her. She was the last thing in his way.