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 Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:36 pm
 The Vast Desert of Hueco Mundo which surrounds Last Noches. It's seemingly always night here and hollows of all ranks roam here. Espada and arrancar are sometimes seen coming to this place to let off steam. A very barren place much like any desert and is mostly quiet (Besides the normal sounds of hollow eating one another) ((Sorry if this isn't supposed to be made, but I noticed there was no huge open rather neutral place so I wanted to make this.... Hope it's ok))
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:45 pm
 Raijin was seen sitting atop the dome of Las Noches. His eyes were fixated on the endless night above him, "Why is it that our leaders keep dying? Is it truly that dangerous of a position? Now Jes has taken up the job, she is quite strong but I must get stronger so that I can protect her. I know I am not meant to but I cannot help but feel a desire to protect everyone within Las Noches, even those who I am not fond of" He said in a stoic tone. He enjoyed being aloof from everyone else, it gave him a chance to mull over all the events without feeling the constant paranoia
of being attacked.
"Then there's Sara, she's great but I cannot help but feel as if all she will bring is turmoil. If she truly becomes such a great weapon will that not simply make her more desired by everyone?" He asked his eyes still staring upward, he had heard of what the humans believed in this 'god' figured, he wondered sometimes if he was actually there was some higher being above watching us all dance for him. The questions he asked when he came out here were usually rhetorical but he did have a tiny bit of excitement in him hoping that he would hear a voice or some sign that he did exist. 
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:51 pm
Hidden in the dark under Hueco Muendo's night sky hid a figure with a faint reiatsu. A new arrancar with a formal personality, yet a monstrous intent to hide. A monstrous intent to fight and devourer to get stronger. Before he was about to leave for the dessert to catch a prey, he found a lone figure on the rooftop. From what he read about the current arrancars, he's Raijin. A fraccion of Jes, and an ally of Sara...or is he. Malak quickly uses sonido and appears behind him.
"You must be Raijin are you not?" Malak asked just to make sure, but with his camouflage ability on.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:04 pm
"Yes, your camouflage is useless.... I can sense every entity in this desert no matter how small their reiatsu is. I can even sense your emotions" He said not bothering to turn around. Raijin could sense almost everything about an entity, his presquisa was so amazingly powerful. It wasn't something most espada and arrancar took seriously, but he did. He was now probably a very valuable member to have because of his presquisa.
"You must be a new arrancar. Your primal desires are almost overflowing, you should learn to control your impulses soon or else you may not make it" He said still gazing at the stars. Raijin was different, he was a refined man. His primal instincts still remained, but unlike both he was in control of his instinct and impulses. He let out a sigh his clinical tone and face remaining constant during their little conversation
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:17 pm
Malak underestimated this one. Thinking like he would be like the last fraccion he met, he thought she'd be the same as her. That Sara. Such an interesting prey. Malak takes off his camouflage and walks up to his side standing up wit his arms across his chest. "Heh, no matter how much I evolve, I'll still carry that intent with me until I die. So what is your mind on Raijin."
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:29 pm
"Everything. It's the constant curiosity that all beings share. It causes our minds to expand and contemplate all things in the world. It's a gift and curse you could say" He said continuing to stare up at the sky. "All intents change. I suppose I was like you once, I desired to kill and feed my hunger every moment of everyday. Being a prisoner to your desires only leads to irrational decisions which can lead to death. So I advise you to gain control over that intent" He said rubbing the back of his neck and allowing a symphonies of cracks to emanate out.
((I'm sorry it's short but I'm going to sleep.... gtg get up early tomorrow for a pre calc test so night))
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 8:39 pm
((Good luck man))
Malak lets out a long sigh, thinking it may've been the wrong time for him to be an arrancar, but maybe it's the right time for him, with all the carnage that happened recently. "Tch, though I think that's why I'm a fraccion without a master. I haven't found anybody to tame me just yet." Malak said with a demonic grin that grew across his face. He could always join that Musa espada, but who would follow a little creature like him. A monster, but that's not really Malak. He's a monster and yet he's not. Not now anyways. He's still too used to just run into someone stronger than you, and only to eat him in the end.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 1:04 pm
"Perhaps doing things yourself would be more prominent than having others do it for you" He said sighing. He was referring to the fact that Malak was waiting for someone to take him in and tame him, when in turn he should seek someone out and tame himself. "This is not a place where you can rely on others. They will cut you down is you lean to much" He muttered his tone clinical. Raijin disliked hearing that this young arrancar was acting childish. Their race was not meant to, we are predators and we kill our own if they do not appear strong enough to do their job.
He stood up letting out a deep sigh as his seemingly endless gaze at the moon ended, "Well good luck on whatever you choose" He said walking down the air like a set of stairs. His hands were quaintly tucked away in his pockets, his arms were a bit lanky and long so they draped down perfectly allowing him to keep his posture instead of slouching over like an old man. Once he reached the sand he turned and walked into Las Noches
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 8:42 pm
Jes plunged a hand through the top of the hollow's head. The massive, insensible thing howled in pain, thrashing even as its mask cracked under the power of Jes's attack. It was hot and sticky within the hollow's skull, and Jes closed her fist, pulling her arm back out of the hole she had made. It came out black with hollow blood up to her shoulder. In her fist was clenched a mass of connective tissue and something that could have been a chunk of its brain.
Jes threw the gory mess to one side, see her opponent was beaten. It continued to lament its death in howls and roars as it staggered about. Jes knelt easily on its massive head, riding out its death throws for the simple pleasure of it. The hollow finally crashed into the cold white sands of Hueco Mundo, sighing a final breath before its life gave out. It began to disintegrate slowly, and Jes draped herself comfortably over the ridges of its mask. She licked a bloody finger idly, tasting the coppery blood that had a slightly oiled quality to it.
In short, Jes was venting a bit of stress.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 8:49 pm
Malak, hiding in his camouflage ability slowly approaches Jes from behind. "How did that taste?" Malak said breathing behind her neck, with his sharp teeth visible. From the profiles that Malak read on this character, she seemed the most nicest person that you'll ever meet, and since that she's keeping that Sara girl under her wing.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 8:52 pm
"My my it is very improper for the Primera to be killing in such a mindless fashion." Musa sat ontop of large boulder that was near Jes. He had a very large smile that almost made he seem like he was an innocent 10 year old boy. Musa let out a a short little laugh before jumping off the boulder. When he landed on the ground the differance in height between the two arrancars was very noticable. "Might I ask what is wrong Primera?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 8:56 pm
"Oily," Jes said without turning. She seemed-- and indeed was not-- startled in any way by the appearance of the arrancar behind her. He appeared to have decided to reveal her presence to her, but, in truth, she had sensed him through his emotions some time ago.
"Human is better," She continued, inspecting the dark stain of hollow blood that had soaked into the woven red silk of her top. She licked her forefinger again, rolling the taste over her tongue. The oily taste, she decided, was probably due to the tainted quality of the souls that had so recently resided in the massive hollow.
She slid lightly off the head of the great monster. Its body was already half-dissolved, the essence of Hueco Mundo reclaiming it as its own. Blood still ran thickly from the wound Jes had inflicted, and she scooped a handful of the fluid.
"Why? Want a taste?" Jes held out her hand, palm shining darkly with blood. "Or were you just here for the show?"
She glanced to her other spectator, recognizing him as a fellow espada-- if of a lower rank. "That's what you're here for, too, I assume," She said, entirely ignoring his question.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 9:03 pm
Malak slowly revealed himself fully with his body full in black bandages. As she held out her hand, Malak slides his index finger on her hand and brought it to his tongue. Though Malak just had a night of killing and devouring a pack of hollows in the forest. "You are most thoughtful." Malak said as he licked his blood stained finger. "So you must be this Jes are you not? I heard about you from that Sara girl." Malak said. Though she's not exactly what Malak thought she would be. She seems too much of a monster, than a mother. Like Malak.
Then Musa appeared before them. Malak met Musa before. On accident with Sara. "Well if it isn't Musa. Nice to see you again."
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 9:11 pm
Jes's face betrayed no surprise-- or any other true emotion-- but her blood red eyes had become hard, like chips of frosted ruby. She hadn't heard of Sara meeting Malak. Which meant Sara had been wandering unaccompanied through Las Noches. Which meant Sara had been giving her guards the slip and they had been too cowardly to let her know of their failure. They had been partially justified in withholding this information. Her temper was volatile. But now she had a genuine reason to kill them. Which is the only fate idleness deserves.
"You met my Sara-chama," Jes said with little inflection. "I wonder-- how did you meet her?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 9:17 pm
Malak tought back on his first meeting with her. She was very interesting indeed. Malak said with a little grin on his face. It wasn't too long ago though.
"I was simply digging through the records, until I came across an interesting profile. I tracked her through her scent. And it didn't smell like hollow. She's an interesting character..." Malak said with his grin.
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