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It took longer than Musubi expected; he had went through several other rooms in Los Noches before finally finding the actual meeting room. Musubi had forgotten why he was awakened from his nap and was on the prowl to find an explanation, but then he remembered that there was a meeting today or at least, there was suppose to be a meeting today; if Musubi was up and about, he could only assume he was up because someone woke him up for a meeting, so it was obvious that there had to be one around here somewhere. Musubi used his Sound Ceremony over and over, from room to room in Los Noches to find the meeting; since Musubi had to touch others to be able to detect them later on; he had trouble focusing on Reiatsu, even large amounts of it. Musubi had to eventually get it right, as the doors of the meeting room slightly cracked open, Musubi peaking inside with his head. As Musubi’s fingers edged on the door as he peered inside, he noticed the others in the room, the table, and the chairs; this had to be the place he was looking for, since there was a few kind of familiar faces. Musubi stepped in fully and lightly shut the door behind him as he made his steady way towards his seat. Musubi’s seat was between the séptima and the Decimo, or was it the Cero? Musubi was pretty sure there wasn’t a zero rank, but you could never really tell these days with all the different opinions. Musubi got comfy and tried to desperately keep awake, since this chair was quite comfy.

“Um…Musubi here.”

Musubi had forgotten his rank again, but he never forgot his name; he was even sure he had it on his underwear just in case. Since the seating pattern was so odd, it was hard to tell by where people were sitting, since the tenth and seventh was beside him, that could make Musubi what exactly? Maybe the eighth or ninth, but then what about the other seats? This stuff was so hard to figure out, that was why Musubi wasn’t thinking of any of it; he was just sitting down and enjoying his chair as he waited for the meeting to continue. If they were waiting for Musubi, he must have a high rank, probably somewhere in the upper tier like fourth or third. Musubi didn’t like trying to think of the special letters used for the Spanish versions of the placement, so calling them by their English representations was a lot easier of Musubi’s sensitive mind. There was a lot of the other Espada here, maybe their Fraccion too, but this was the official meeting place, so maybe it lacked the lower Arrancars; Musubi would greatly appreciate a Fraccion that could keep track of everything for him and have the patience to deal with it all day.

There was the Queen of course, but what woman in the room was the Queen of Hueco Mundo? Musubi remembered the current leader was a woman, but which woman? More confusing memories that were to bothersome to keep, but Musubi would just wait for someone else to address the Queen so he could write it on his hand to remember for later, if Musubi brought a pen of course. Then there was the Twins, who were both one half of the same person if Musubi could recall correctly. There was always the lingering though on how that kind of stuff happened, if it was a choice or an accident, maybe an experiment; it was probably too personal to ask and Musubi would just forget what he was told soon after anyway. Yuri was here too, the White Tiger or something, it was a feline title involving the word white Musubi was sure of. There was a Fraccion in here though, Musubi was sure there was, because he had recalled the voice before, but it was a drift in as soon as Musubi forgot, it wasn’t really a big deal which rank anyone was really; they were all on the same side after all and rank was probably just some placement holder, maybe for intimidation against the enemy.

((Sorry about that; limited computer time.))

(Well, in that case, I suppose it's my turn.)

Soren La Guerrera
Sexta Espada

Soren listened to Akai's orders. She wasn't necessarily surprised. As far as power, the Primera, Segunda and Tercera were the most logical choice. But she supposed that also relied heavily on how much the Queen knew of the Espada's abilities. Besides, this seemed to be a political meeting which meant that Akai needed calm representatives. Again, her choice was logical. Go with the strongest and most level-headed she could get.

Unfortunately, from what Soren could tell, there were four Kitsune outside. Judging from what she was reading in her Pesquisa, none of them seemed to be pushovers, not with bursts of reiatsu like that. And odds were, they weren't even trying to exude that much. Soren found this to be surprising. From the way the adjuchas had said it, when he had come upon these beings, they had looked down upon him with disgust and had not bothered to kill him. At the time, Soren had disregarded the information because she had had the same opinion as they. Now she understood the true significance of it. This meant that these Kitsune could fight on par with a Captain and, by default, an Espada.

Another presence appeared, well above the Kitsunes. Soren immediately recognized Kazuya's reiatsu. She shook her head almost imperceptibly. The fact that he had charged in alone did not surprise her. Did the fool not realize how strong they were? He did make a retreat quickly, though. So maybe he realized the gravity of his mistake. Irregardless, it invariably meant they were not to be trifled with. Soren didn't need Kazuya's retreat to tell her that, though. She could clearly feel their reiatsu which was fairly calm, relaxed and not by any means desperate.

Soren nodded a farewell to Nasune, Kit and the Kitsune girl. It surprised her some to know that they took her advice to heart. She had not expected either to openly admit that and was pleased to hear they realized common sense. It wasn't that Soren considered herself to be infallible but she knew her experience made her very close to dead-on accurate when she exercised it. It felt good to know that one such as they acknowledged that.

Soren sniffed again and this time she used it in conjunction with her Pesquisa. The strongest scent to reach her was sharp, bitter, metallic. The minute hairs that covered her body stood up straight and she forcefully suppressed the urge to shudder. Could it be that the owner held dominance over electricity? It certainly had a Kitsune scent but if she concentrated more, she could smell something...musky. Like something wet. Moisture. A storm? Could it be lightning? Leaving it, she turned to the other scents. The second to reach her smelled acrid like smoke and salty like sweat. At first, Soren didn't realize it but it soon came to her attention that the room seemed to be getting warmer. Hmm, it seemed that that Kitsune had her hand over fire. The third scent was definitely female and smelled...fresh. Like taking a new breath. It reminded her of standing on the walls of Las Noches, surveying the desert, the wind in her face causing her bangs to part more and reveal her eyes. Wind. That was it. It had to be air that this Kitsune girl utilized. The final scent unnerved Soren because it merely smelled like a Kitsune. There were no discernable features to it, besides that which alluded to the owner being male. Soren did not know what to make of it.

"I smell...lightning, smoke, and fresh air. I believe it is safe to say that the Kitsunes outside use lightning, fire and air. As for the fourth, there is no apparent quality to his scent. I do not know what element he controls," Soren said with a perfectly calm voice devoid of inflection. As she spoke, she made her way to her seat but remained sitting upright. "I can tell you, however, that two are female and two are male."

And one of the girls smells like a hollow, she thought privately, to herself. She hadn't discovered it immediately. Instead, she had come across it while double-checking as she spoke. The one who smelled of smoke had been hiding it very well beneath the cloying aroma. This was another thing Soren did not know what to make of. She didn't like not knowing.

The information she gathered was not necessarily vital but something told her that it would be at a later date. She returned to the more pressing matter; Nasune/Kit, Musubi, and Kaguya would be outnumbered in the event of a fight. And, despite the fact that she seemed to be getting close to Nasune, Soren could not trust the Kitsune to fight her own kind.

I may need to use that, afterall, she thought, glumly.

Musubi almost dozed off as everyone was talking, his eyes slumping ever so slightly along with his body as his head got closer to the table to rest upon it, but his hands resting on the table did what they could from keeping Musubi’s head from making complete contact with the table or he’d be asleep all over again. There had been times in the past when Musubi had fallen asleep during a meeting and usually he’d wake up three or four meetings later, much to some odd timing schedule. Kitsune they were talking about? Musubi assumed they were some kind of fox spirits that gathered knowledge or served as some kind of guardians; if so, perhaps their knowledge could help defeat the Shinigami or they wanted to help fight back the Shinigami who stepped beyond their bounds and into the guardians’ territories they guarded. Perhaps it was none of the above, maybe par of one, even possible for them both, like guardians of knowledge and the Shinigami exploited such knowledge as they could be very arrogant and pushy occasionally. No one in this room could be a Kitsune, but Fox Spirits were creatures of trickery, probably disguising their foxy form with some kind of magic; Musubi had to be cautious, as Fox Celestials often tested mortals and would take things away from them if they failed such tests, like their wealth, skill, or even their very life. Who was the Kitsune though? For all Musubi knew, this whoel room was full of them and he was the only Arrancar left in Los Noches, no, there had to be more or they would just gang up on him. Musubi didn’t remember any of the people well enough in this room, so he had no clue who was Arrancar and who wasn’t since he did forget as well what the holes and skull fragments meant on a person.

“But…I just got here…Eh…”

Perhaps the two from before with animal attributes were the Kitsune or were they one of the Espada? This was very confusing, but the prospect of meeting a Kitsune –which Musubi hoped meant fox in some way- was very interesting. Hopefully they would be wise and intelligent beings, like in the several mythologies they were involved in, but hopefully not tricksters; some lore described Fox Spirits as tricksters and if this was indeed true, they would eventually test the Espada or were testing them to ultimately view their place on the Great Wheel, depending on the mythology of course. Musubi didn’t like being moved into action too early, but maybe time was a factor; he wasn’t going to ask about it to waste even more time. Musubi was still a bit tired from using Sound Ceremony all over Los Noches looking for the meeting in the first place and already he had to leave the meeting without a little closed eye rest. These Ktisune or was it Kitsunes? Musubi didn’t know the plural on them, kind of like with the Yeti. Musubi pushed himself away from the meeting table and steadily, though with a hint of clumsiness, walked to the exit to follow, well, he kind of forgot. The blue haired lady seemed pretty fresh, maybe Musubi needed to follow her; she had a different kind of sense about her that Musubi felt was important. Wait, no, maybe Musubi was supposed to follow the foxy twins? Yeah, that was it, something the leader said –whoever that was- about following them, probably because they were a higher rank then Musubi, who probably was the Quatra or something, meaning Yuri was like the Segundo or was it Segunda? Too annoying to say that, Musubi would just call him the second; the whole Spanish theme was cool and all, but Musubi didn’t have the mind span to spend on remembering which words ended with ‘A’ or ‘O’.

Musubi bumped into the door of the exit once, before grunting; his head was looking at the floor in order to make sure he didn’t step on his own feet and trip. Now looking up, Musubi squinted at the door before using his left hand to open it and his right to guide him around the new space created by the open door to leave the meeting room. Musubi didn’t really care about what others thought of him, but after a long sleep, he was still delirious from over sleeping; usually sleeping for a whole week or so barely phased Musubi, but he had been sleeping for a whole year or so, maybe more and it had affected him negatively. It would pass in a bit and despite this, Musubi could still fight even if he was in this mode; he even had a fighting style called the Half-Asleep Samurai that allowed him to fight even when he was affected from over sleeping, which was very similar to many developed drunken styles. There was also the Sleep Walking Style, but Musubi didn’t know if that one actually worked for obvious reasons.

((Exit))

Akai smirked her normal ‘haha, I’m better then you’ smirk, as Andante spoke, and then apologized to the Quinta. She looked toward Yuri then and he seemed a little… disappointed that he wasn’t being sent. Well, he would get over it. He offered to keep an open like to communicate, and see what the Espada were doing on this “mission” but Akai didn’t particularly want to know. She wanted it to be a surprise… “No thank you, Yuri. I want to be surprised.” She said. She knew what the Kitsune would choose, in the end, so it wouldn’t be a big surprise, but she wanted to see for herself when they returned. “You can keep tabs if you really want, but… I’d rather not know until they return.”

Akai looked toward Nasune then, and he seemed to have calmed down. He spoke to Soren for a moment, and Kit seemed gave Aoi back the choker she had been wearing before. But before… there had been a small blue and silver ball hanging from the choker, it wasn’t there anymore. Akai almost laughed, maybe Nasune had taken it. Aoi jumped on Nasune’s back and off they went, to meet the Kitsune. Soren started to speak then, telling the ones in the room about the Kitsune that were here. Lightning, fire and wind, eh? That wasn’t so bad. But again about the other one that no one could figure out. Nasune experience it first hand and he didn’t know, and now even Soren’s nose couldn’t sniff it out. Musubi left after them.

Akai looked toward Kaguya, who didn’t seem to have moved. Hadn’t Akai given her a direct order? Well, if she wouldn’t go then maybe she didn’t want her rank. Kazuya walked in the room then, and Akai was not happy with him right now, but she would save that for later. If Kaguya wouldn’t go… “I want you to go with the others. Go meet the Kitsune.” She said, not exactly thinking it was the best idea, but it didn’t matter. She would just have to kill him if he tried anything. She would have to do that, he was strong but if he wouldn’t listen… “Do not engage them in a fight at all. I just want them brought here. For… alliance purposes, if you will.”

This is it now
Everybody get down
This is all I can take
This is how a heart b r [ e a ] k s
You take a hit now you feel it b r [ e ] a k down
Make you stay W I D E awake
This is how a heart b r[ e a ] k s

Yuri nodded to the queen, "very well I shall keep it to myself." he said with a smile. however his smile soon faded as Kazuya walked in. He could hear his thoughts, however he wouldnt let a cero come any where close to the queen. However he brushed it off sighing. As he was sent out in kaguyas place Yuri was actually very surprised. However he kept the fact of kazuyas earlier... encounter with the kitsune.

Sitting back in his chair he sighed. "I hope he doesnt screw up the diplomatic process." he grumbled. It was obvious he distrusted Kazuya. He considered him hot headed and power crazed. Through his Fraccion he had seen his fighting style several times over, set to purely overwhelm his opponent from many angles... however it wasted allot of reaitsu in a very small amount of time. Not to mention his constant blood lust. "May I ask why m'lady?" he asked politely.