If at all the young man intended to gain respect, then surely and slowly, he'll get it. A look of ill omen marked her face. So he wanted to go to the sands, did he? She said nothing, and wordlessly stepped to the side in a blur. Likely avoiding Caelum's procession as he chose to saunter his way to the Sands.
But in that immediate moment after his leave, she had sensed an unusual arrival. Almost as though his spiritual level had exploded off into their charts. Who was this prospect? She merely caught a glimpse of the tall figure before he took off. Likely to where the Sands held the contestants. Her jaw tightened. "Such an energetic lad." Her voice none too kind nor harsh, she left to the Dunes.
Prince Caelum Tsukiyo
While I do understand that this is meant to 'transport us' to a different topic, do limit yourself on using the future tense when it comes to interactive actions. I'll overlook it just this once. But since I'm not the person who was directly afflicted, I won't interact with Cain in case it'll disrupt the clause of me reacting before him, which would assume that he 'has' been thrown. And that choice is entirely up to him.
Kunesume2
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 10:37 am
𝓛𝓾𝓼𝓽...𝒫𝓇𝒾𝒹𝓮...𝔇𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢...
OOC:Allow me to apologize to you three, namely you Kunesume, for the bit of "Auto-Hitting" in my previous post. It is not a normal/usual occurrence and not one I wish often to repeat, but was indeed every bit meant as a Story Transition to relocate the new location and for this reason only. Thank you, Redera-san, for your understanding (though I have minor qualms with the mode of address, none of which great enough for me give time to) and rest assured, it is not something you will have to deal with in the future. Bear with me, yes?, and play along
Here Castaeva arrived once more. Her strides soft and easy, while her mind's eye was still locked from even the most wizardly of all Magis. The faces of the last conference room she knew so well. Comrades, Consorts, and at last Caelum. Stepping from behind the Throne from another staircase, she cut the distance and gazed at her former throne. Seeing fleeting images of her younger self when her frown was the tightest. Now she sat over her own silhouette, matching the puzzle visage so well. Even then without a crown she remembered the sweet high's and no lows.
"This realm is just like a teenage son. Temper after temper, whine after whine.. But alas, mothers are always so patient." She chuckled. If there was a hint of darkness at all in her sweet tone then Crows will sing softer than lyres for she played the same old tune so well. There wasn't a figurative hint but the Former Ruler was still sane and her mind never left. It only expanded. She wore her usual attire. Formal, black trousers and white blouse. Her feet arced into impressive bootsies blacker than the banes of a night typhoon. Her arms rested over the arms of the throne looking overhead. Her eyes closed, innately waiting to fish out these guests that were meant to come. I suppose even guests without proper invitation should at least deserve a proper guide. With a snap, a messenger hollow had come.
"Lead our guests here. Give them a warm welcome." The imp immediately left to do his job.
Mary looked around the room she now found herself standing in; dark, spacious and above all cold. Not much different than the Quincy void back home when it came to architecture and mood, she thought with a smirk. Noticing she wasn't the only person in the room; two arrancar were a few feet away from where she had been standing. One perched in a throne chair and the other at her side as if awaiting orders. From what she could see, the seated one was probably the leader of this place and the male her loyal guard of some sort . Much higher in rank than the bronze knight she had met in the desert , there was no doubt about that. "Quite the place you have here, very impressive." Mary began in an attempt at conversation, hoping to gain their favor and avoid a fight if possible. She was outnumbered and alone for the moment.
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Suddenly there was the sound of wind blowing by and shortly after Lloyd was standing behind Mary. He looked down at the woman with a blank stare. His Zanpakutou resting on his right shoulder and gripped firmly in his right hand. As he gazed at the woman he took note of her appearance and made a mental note of her general person. He looked her over for any weapons or unfamiliar objects she might have. This took mere seconds to complete, after which he spoke to her in a low but calm tone.
"You will come with me, i have been ordered to keep you safe..........The Lord of this place will like to see you"
without even waiting for a reply Lloyd flung his left hand out to his side and out from his sleeve came a white ribbon made of spiritual fibre. It encircled them both and made a dome around them after which it disappeared revealing that the two were no longer in the throne room but they had teleported else where. Lloyd had used Sentan Hakuja, a kido used for teleporting groups of people from one location to the next.
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Entering the room directly behind the Quincy, Amon looked around the place. It had been the same of which it stood once before, when he first arrived within this boxed kingdom. Hearing the females compliments on the status of everything within it; the rogue pharaoh only remained silent. Why did it feel strange.. As if something was not right..? Witnessing the Primera standing before them and directly next to the woman, of which held a high status among the many; Amon stared in question. As if he could just feel the tension easing its way in. Then suddenly, a great wind blew through. Standing before him, as he looked down was a shinigami..? This one was stronger than that of the usual ones from earlier, just by a look of comparison. Seeing the zanpakuto resting on his right shoulder, Amon readied himself and glared towards the man. Just hearing his words, it was a trap..? Eyes of yellow opened further, and the sight of his left hand slinging to form a dome around the two. His left arm raising as the Khopesh would be revealed from under his long drapes, and slinging down forcibly and heavily towards the throne rooms marbled floors.
Within moments they were gone, vanished out of thin air. Terrorist act..? Amon's forceful strike had caused an impact that began to send a shake to the room, a crack that only grew the further it traveled before splitting ways and causing the floor before him to cave in.'' ..... '' Where did they go..? Glaring at the ground, with his face shadowed by the hood, he started to ponder. Glowing yellow eyes would scrutinize the floors and then the ceiling.'' Pesquia.. '' He whispered under his breath in a light tone, having his eyes close for a moment before opening quickly. A surge of his own spiritual prowess had shot outwards and spread throughout the realm of which they lived in. Like a sonar, he tracked the spiritual entities that lingered about the area. Twirling his Khopesh as he brought it back to his side he hooked it back to its strap loop, and turned to face away from those within the throne room. So the Lord was still him, and it seemed he was using the other high power as a decoy of such for whatever plot that was being cooked. It mattered little to none to Amon, however, the very shinigami that arrived.. Grasping his amulet, Amon would look down silently, and then up to reveal piercing golden hues. Already gone, but leaving an ghastly after image in his wake.
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~Kurogane~
[Primera Espada][Sonya] [Cain Magnus Kage] __________________
Kurogane looked over to his queen. "The Second is watching...Amon is observing the Quincy..." He mentioned Amon's presence as they continued to wait for the Shinigami. "Shall I intercept them and bring them here?" He asked as unlike the Knight, he wasn't a simple pushover.
She thought about it, with the rest all gone. Their business with the lovely girl, Castaeva could fickle a shot of uncertainty on. But her fingers calmly strummed the arm of her chair, allowing the rest to occur as Kurogane had inquired of the others still. Her expression was colored bored and well, his suggestion hit the nail on the spot.
"They did refuse Ser Knauer despite his best manners. Shame on them!" She would say as though she would be scolding some child before nodding her head. The rift the Knight had opened had closed to them. She had seen all she needed to. "Yes. Bring them forth. Try not to be so rough with them, unless they have nothing important to say. The worth of Gotei Captains have always been the same. Easily replaceable." She chuckled with a hint that was unlike her own. Patience was a child's game. She could wait a little longer.
Yusin appeared from one of the shadowy hallways that led to the Throne Room with his hands crossed behind his back, a certain grace yet rigidity in his steps, his footsteps echoing all throughout the empty hallways. He heard the conversation between the Espada upon entering the room. He had entered just after Amon and Fury left along with the Quincy. He gave a small bow of his head to Castaeva and Kurogane as a sign of respect to his numerical superiors. He spoke in a quiet voice that seemed to boom at the same time. The Shinigami are reluctant beings...Cautious and not so easily able to trust...They are after all in what would be considered hostile territory to them...But still, Lady Castaeva should not underestimate what they are capable of. Yes they are replaceable but so are we... Yusin came to a halt in his steps a few dozen paces from the throne that stood in the room. Yusin spoke of the previous Tercera Espada that he had come to replace. He spoke in a respectful tone, but there was a hint of annoyance that hid deep within his voice. He disliked whenever people disregarded others as below them. It was one and often a fatal mistake for any being to make. Respecting the enemy and treating them as equals was one way to ensure an honorable battle that would be free of ignorance and the levels of superiority and inferiority.
She smiled. Her eyes may not have been focused on anything but the usual stars they see unseen by many. Oh Yusin, the ever cynical yet pragmatic of the bunch. His words had weight, for he did not become what he was through cynical wisdom alone. His words were not untrue, however he did not understand her perspective and thus the alignment of giving Kurogane his permission. After all, prior to this, three times she had given them her first sign of respect, peace, and patience. And still the Shinigami had instead chosen to spit at the feet of her old Knight, watched as they seen the others speak uncouthly and in disgrace of their own mannerisms. Had it not been for Amon and Ser Knauer's interception, she would have let the dogs feed on the cake of their own skin and crack their teeth with their own bones.
"Wise Yusin, always having an eye for integrity. I was hoping you'd come by, only, not so tardy in missing what has occurred." She would say, looking at him now with her usual expression. Her hint was the same, calm, but her eyes had a hint of a clue as to what his own feelings could indicate. Yet it was nothing passable for her to make a gesture on it. Everyone had their own perceptions and beliefs. But what's a belief to an imminent ruler? A proxy-ruler at that? She didn't mind dabbling a little with politics and philanthropy again. "What gave you such a pitiful illusion?"
And whatever phantom of a smile lingered had vanished as her expression took on the iron flesh of a mask that once ruled this realm for centuries untouched. Unbent. Unbroken. "Of course they would not trust the very creatures they exorcise and eradicate. Especially in the territory they themselves chose to invade. It doesn't take me a thousand crusades for me to watch all my legion die and rise from the blade of the Gods of Death and still remain arrogant to their 'capabilities'. The fear, resentments, and hysteria and all those infant sins have driven most of us to push us against such adversaries to rise beyond what we thought imaginable. Achieving closer to our origins as humans. Humans who surely feel emotions, pride, greed, hatred, love, and even respect. But above all---Greatness in believing that we are worth it." She cared not if anyone else in the room was the type for long speech. Neither was she but Castaeva generally liked to explain once and no more.
"But I like to leave diplomatic issues between other species to a different c**t who so believes that maintaining balance is always possible." Her tone rung a silver chord mixed with gold. She had no time to spare for daintiness when the truth could still ring. "We were never a race to compromise safety upon our enemies. Why, if I was a hip hop artist right now, my motto would be: Disrespect and get totaled." The last part was probably extremely odd but she liked to dabble. Even if it meant catching up with the times when some hollows would come back from their feasts all around the world. Every now and then there was a talkative one who liked to prattle on. And thus, Castaeva in short, loved knowledge. Even the funny ones. Alas, this woman was also a troll. "And anyway, if you feel something should be done at least better, then you are free to assist Kurogane in intercepting them. Harm or no harm. Conversation or no conversation." The last sounded a bit aloof. But it was open. Freedom was still a thing after all.
Yusin raised an eyebrow as Lady Castaeva spoke. Though Lord Caelum had given her the temporary position of ruler his orders were specific in such as to leave the Shinigami be. It may not have been an order issued to Castaeva, but Yusin would not defy the true Lord's orders, no matter who he placed in his stead. Then Yusin spoke as if he was reading her thoughts because it was apparent to him that she was getting severely irritated despite whatever facial expressions she chose to show. Whether or not our 'guests' choose to accept the invitation of Lady Castaeva or not, does not mean we should behave like savages and force them here...It makes us appear childish to those who do not understand us, and I dare say that we should ever have to lower ourselves to such a level where we are the first to give in...The Shinigami will make their way here, and I will not partake in herding them...My Lord has given me a direct order to leave them be so I shall remain by your side until a real threat is posed...I would not want to scare off the Shinigami only to have them flee and infest our land with more of them coming in as reinforcements... Though Yusin regarded the Shinigami as his equals, he only gave his respect to the few Captains there were. He despised the idea that if they did leave only to bring back their weak reinforcements to press forward in a territory that does not reflect the views of all its inhabitants. As a new Espada, Yusin did not know how Kurogane would behave but something told him in the back of his mind that a beast was itching for a fight with the Shinigami. Though Yusin would not accompany Kurogane to intercept the Shinigami, he would keep a close eye on them using Pesquisa. If anything went out of the ordinary in terms of spiritual pressure then Yusin would have no choice but to go out and stop Kurogane from continuing a combat engagement.
[Primera Espada][Sonya] [Cain Magnus Kage] __________________
For the first time in awhile, Kurogane smiled at Kim Yusin. "Then, I will leave it to you to make sure that no one escapes. You can do that, can't you Kimmie?" He asked as he slowly begun his walk towards the Throne Room's massive doors. "Listen, you are young, while we have seen and been through this before. They would more than likely come in like savages, firing off kido through our doors and walls. Crushing..." His voice begun to sound melodic as he spoke to Yusin preying on his likes and things that just annoy him. "...sweet cherry blossoms. Treating you and the things you care about like they meant absolutely nothing. How is one suppose to meditate with their constant arrogant filled disruptions on our way of life. Is it not bad enough, they disrupt our feedings as if we can not eat in peace without being attacked out there. That they choose to bring themselves into our lands to cause more trouble?"
Yusin raised an eyebrow as he felt a disturbance in the atmosphere ignoring Kurogane's comment. Contrary to what Kurogane believed, Yusin had been in Hueco Mundo for a long long time, and only recently moved into Las Noches as an Espada. It was not an immediate threat around the Throne Room, but elsewhere in Las Noches. He turned his head to the side, in the direction of the disturbance that now moved out of Las Noches and out into Hueco Mundo. He used his Pesquisa and identified the now outside forces as Amon and Fury. He spoke in a quiet voice. It appears one of ours is a bit misled...I shall return briefly once this situation has been...rectified...In the mean time I hope Lady Castaeva remains where she is and in her current condition...safe. Yusin seemed to disappear from sight as he used Sonido to exit Las Noches. Yusin did not know if Amon knew that Fury was an ally, or vice versa, but he would fix the situation.
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