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 Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 11:23 am
 It wasn’t like something had screamed in his ear, or had kicked him in the side to wake him up. No, it was something much worse…
The death of Feiy, the fall of one of the greatest monsters in history had finally fallen. To what Buru wasn’t sure but the knowing of such a crippling feeling fell over his entire form like a sudden explosion of a grenade within a man’s gut…
The eyes of this particular demon snapped opened as if he had be woken from a deep slumber, in fact he was simply in a state of sleep and unconsciousness. Resting and meditating on everything he’d been through his entire existence. Buru was a monster, plain and simple; there was a point in a person’s life when they hit a power level that put them in a state that no longer considered him to be a living being, but a walking weapon. So many talents and experiences riddled upon his body, and within his mind and soul caused him to be without much of a personality but a constant emotion… that emotion was rage.
So as soon as the epiphany struck him, all of the rage that he contained simply exploded forth from his figure all at once, and the building that once stood tall as his own little fortress came crumbling down as millions of seemingly beams of lights came shooting the very top floor of the great building. As it crumbled to the ground, Buru hovered in mid air with his arms over his knees, attempting to suppress the rage flowing from his body. Then with one great heave he threw his entire body back and giant explosions smashed against the ground, sending the building in every direction in nothing bigger than dust particles. I giant crater was left where his building once stood and there a seemingly miniature sun glowed high within the air. Opening his eyes, the sun faded and there stood a lumbering giant, hulking and rippling with both power and muscles. Shaking it’s head the creature simply growled deeply as electricity crackled from his arms, and then a bolt of lightning shot from the sky and coursed through the creatures body and into the ground, and just as soon as it had appeared, the bolt vanished with the echoing of thunder off in the distance.
Vanishing from spot the large monster appeared upon the ground with a devastating explosion, sending sand hundreds of feet into the air. As it began to fall back down, the creature walked through surrounded in a yellow light, blocking the sand from touching its body. His pace was slow, and with purpose, his feet began to take him towards the grand hall where the Espada gathered…
((OOC: Anybody can join this RP.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 5:23 pm
Jes appeared perhaps three meters in front of Buru, effectively blocking his path. Her posture and gait were deceptively casual as she closed the distance between them, unconcernedly dusting sand from her crimson kimono top as she moved. Her red eyes, by contrast, were alive and calculating, giving Buru a thorough assessment. She stopped a meter or so in front of him, tousling her white hair to dislodge the sand that had settled there.
Disentangling her long, pale fingers from her hair, she looked up to where he towered more than two feet above her. His presence was imposing, though she would expect no less from a man of his standing-- ostensibly the last of the true monsters that existed in the spiritual world. Buru was certainly built along powerful lines. The energy he exuded only added to the impression, but it wasn't the considerable power that interested Jes most.
As one so attuned to the strength of emotions, it was Buru's rage that captured Jes's attention. She derived the vast majority of her fighting strength from the dark emotions of rage, lust, fear, and pain. The animosity that rolled from Buru's monstrous frame made the back of Jes's throat dry with thirst while her eyes darkened from a dull red to a true, dark, and bloody crimson. She longed to feed on his emotions, but, in the interest of diplomacy, she had to restrain herself.
All power and reputation aside, this was a man whom Jes would kill to have at her side in battle. If he was willing to ally himself with Las Noches, the balance of power would shift considerably in Jes's favor. A combination of their powers would result in an extremely powerful force, the likes with which the Seireitei might not be able to contend
"I trust you've have a good sleep, Toro del Cielo," She said finally, giving a Spanish twist to the literal translation of his Japanese name mostly for her own amusement. Her words were not meant as an insult or provocation, but rather a sign of their relative standing. She treated this encounter with a measure of care. As the joint leader of Las Noches, she had to show that she was not one to cower in the face of such ancient strength. Her position-- easily within Buru's long reach-- was dangerous if he chose to attack, but it was a calculated risk. She would not earn Buru's respect if she remained wary of him, and she needed his respect if their alliance was to succeed. Jes, too, was a power to be reckoned with in this generation, and, while not prone to flashy displays of might, she wished to subtly hint at this fact. "You'll find much has changed since you were last awake,"
[Loving the character art, by the way ^^]
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 8:44 pm
Yenma had lazily fallen asleep inside of Las Noches. He had recently joined the ranks of fraccion, more accurately, he joined under the tenth Espada: Sigeric. He hadn't the faintest idea what possesed him to join the arrancars. Some unknown feeling inside of him just urged him to.
As he slept he felt an intense heat, it shone bright red in his eyes. He shut them tighter, but only realized it wasn't going to go away. He turned his back and rolled over to try and avert his eyes from the light, but it still shone brightly. Frantically he sat up and examined the red energy that lit up his eyelids. He opened his eyes and they cringed in the sunlight. The energy still shine brightly, even though he shut off his pesquisa.
Can't a man sleep around here?! I mean honestly. . . intruders, raging arrancars amogst us, and the oh-so unecessary fighting between our kind. . . he shrugged and stood up. His hight was imposing, he stood at a dwarfing height of 6'8 which was fairly tall. He decided to check up on the entity, not really expecting much to happen though.
In a flash he appeared behind Jes, his shoulders slumped and his back hunched slightly. "Hm~" he said acknowledging the Primera. Not one for formalities that was about the nicest greeting he could muster towards his leader. His eyes examined the large figure in front of him. For the first time he felt small. "Toro. . ." he mumbled silently to himself yawning loudly afterwards, "Bull. . ." he added. . . I'm not to good with these foreign languages he muttered. Looking the figure over he was 'unimpressed', but Yenma was never impressed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 9:31 pm
He came to a complete stop, a deep demonic growl emitted from his large chest, but almost as if there was a beast within. Eyeing her with eyes filled with complete hate the large beast simply huffed as he took a step back and folded his arms over his chest. Raising an eyebrow the small woman dared put herself in his path, above that she stood with complete confidence. This alone caused him to have instant respect for her, though his opinion on her gender was little to his own, he was aware that if he became blinded by his own power something so fragile like herself could bring him to his knees. This of course was his initial thought, until he realized there was a dramatic shift in power within Las Noches. For once, Aizen was nothing more than a fiant memory and the strongest among all creatures here stood... the woman before him. Though it was correct to say he was assuming the large beast knew almost for certain that she was the best out of the Espada, and she herself personally dared come to a monster like himself to hope that he'd listen long enough to hear her out. After the death of the woman he once called master vanished from existence he nearly lost sight of the purpose of remaining a living creature. Though as fate would have it, this small creature before him came here to either offer him words, or to offer him a chance at death, but from her stance, she didn't look like she was much in the mood for battle.
Simply enough Buru simply cracked a fanged smile at her, chuckling deeply now letting all that had happened hit him at once, his master dead, instead of committing the honorable act and die with her, he'd continue to live, and to surpass even anything she'd wish to ever hope to become. Though he stood as a monument above many other creatures, he still found himself lost in a world filled with so much talent and skill, he still had much more to learn before he would consider himself a perfect creature built for war. Simply eyeing her and the chuckle escaping his chest he quickly dropped his hand to his side and snapped his fingers. Making a loud pop his axe shot up form the sand beside him. The chain of fate wrapping around his entire arm as if eager to cling to his body yet again. The axe stood as tall as he, but weighed nearly two times as much as he did and yet it was in perfect sync and to him, was only a mere twig within his grasp. Settling the weapon upon the ground blades first, he leaned against the tool of war and let his eyes trace her entire outline. She was a fine woman, built for war, proved to be the best in any combat scenario, leading the Espada with a great deal of pride, and now, standing firm in front of an untamed beast, and, extremely attractive in his own eyes. His grin deepened as his eyes fell within her own gaze.
Before she spoke any words she had won him as an ally, the inner demon chuckled playfully within Buru's mind, "You're right Buru, this one is cute." Buru's grin remained, "After she's done talking we should have a bit of fun with her." Buru simply echoed the feeling by giving a single gruff chuckle before listening to what she had to say. In response he simply glared off in the distance in which he was traveling, "It's nice to know I wasn't completely forgotten." Looking back to her again his grin returned, the inner voice speaking again, "She could beg for more, cry out your name in multiple languages... I think we could fall in love with her." Buru again forcing his laughter back as he continued to listen to what she had to say before yet again, replying with little enthusiasm; his voice was extremely deep, the kind that would make anybody nearby feel their chest rumble to the fullness of his voice, "I can already feel how the powers have shifted." Narrowing his eyes upon her, "But before we continue, what is your name Primara Espada?
As the other man appeared Buru's smile quickly faded to a deep loathing glare was created and focused completely on him. He heard was the man said and simply lifted the axe from the ground and stabbed it two feet away form where it had once been standing. Letting the blade, go Buru took a step forward as the chain unwrapped from his arm, his voice now filled with complete rage, "Insects are not supposed to speak." quickly he blurred from view and appeared behind the duo slamming his fists into the ground through where the man stood, this was a simple warning and wasn't meant to actually meant to kill him, but if the man simply stood there he'd be crush into the sand and left as nothing more than a sack of broken flesh, and if he flashed out directly backwards, he throw out his right foot in a long sweeping side kick that would connect directly with his pelvis and nearly break him in half if contact was made.
Once the threat was made he vanished and appeared beside his blade again, now standing with his hands over his chest... ((OOC: Thanks, I hadn't drawn in ages, plus it'd been a while since I had done anything with this particular character. So I decided to take him back to his best and prime and mix his new style with his first original style. Both personality wise, and physically. So, that's why his old name came back along with some "original art."))
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:02 pm
Yenma didn't move. He didn't move because he felt no need to. Yenma moved significantly quicker and more freely in sand, so it would be not that effective of an attack. The sand piled on top of Yenma. After a few moments Yenma's head rose from the sand, his eyes closed and his usual apathetic faces greeted them. "Hm~" he said as he freed his arm from the sand, then another, "Insect eh~" he used his arms as leverage to pop the rest of his body out. After he got out of the sand he sloppily shook his head to get any excess sand from his hair, shrugging his shoulder he resumed his usual pose.
Giving the brute another look over he decided not to speak. He was to tired to dig himself out of the sand again. He gave a nod of disapproval then yawned quite loudly, no disrespect was meant. . . Maybe when I get a seat I'll be respected. . . he thought with a soft chuckle. He stood back and spectated as the two conversated, all the while his silence and stillness made him appear to be asleep. Most described his stillness as eerie and unsettling.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:08 pm
A smile tugged at the corners of Jes's mouth. In response to the emergence of his enormous weapon, she pulled from concealment her own-- the small, lusterless black dagger she so fondly named Irial. She could feel the lust rising in Buru like a tide. No matter their power or age, men were fundamentally the same. It honestly pained her that she couldn't feed on him. His excess of emotion complimented the complete concealment of her own to an extent that made their matching almost as comical as their different choice of weaponry. The opportunity of their alliance was not something she could pass up despite his obvious disdain for his surroundings.
One thing, however, that she was unwilling to tolerate was Buru's complete lack of respect for her authority. His attack against Yenma rankled her not because she had any particular fondness for the clam-like arrancar, but rather because she had not condoned any such offensive. Either way, it was an opportunity to let Buru know exactly what sort of power she had at her disposal.
Jes moved perhaps a split-second behind Buru's inital strike, standing over Yenma and placing herself in line with Buru's enormous fists. She took a deep, measured breath, drawing in the aggression that rolled from the enormous man in waves. The emotion was sharp and hot on the back of her tongue, burning as it went down. Although she had only taken a small quantity of Buru's loathing, it was extremely potent and invigorating. Jes raised her arms and caught Buru's fists in her pale, delicate-looking hands, effectively halting his attack. Her eyes, a dark crimson from feeding, met Buru's own for a fleeting moment before they returned to their original positions.
"I am Morinozuka Jes," Jes spoke with slight dry humor, acting for all the world as if Buru had told an amusing joke rather than attempted to attack one of her subordinates. "I suppose I've acquired various titles and nicknames, so call me as you will. You are correct in assuming that power has shifted-- namely, it has shifted into my hands,"
She paused a moment, spinning her dagger between her fingers with a deft, practiced ease. "Consider this an offer of alliance. I suspect I will only offer it once as I cannot-- will not-- have an untamed entity such as yourself preying in my domain. Que dices, Buru Riki? I trust sleep hasn't completely scrambled your wits,"
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 10:39 pm
Just in the same second she had caught his fists his own eyes shot open wide, but only for a brief second taking in everything that had just happened, and instead of being complete caught off gaurd and surprised he took it as a compliment. His eyes softened and for once in a long while he laughed, and laughed hard, he overpowered her grasp and simply pulled away from the tight grasp, pausing in mid laughter to look at his hands before standing where he would have if she hadn't appeared before him. With his hands over his chest, the large beast laughed wildly feeling something so unnatural in a very long time. This small woman caught his fists and caught them with her own two little hands. His colorless flesh rippled with energy as he laughed, Quickly he sat indian style and continued to laugh. Her threat, though was taken lightly, was understood. He would deal with her own laws later, but for now her joke was much to much to bear and couldn't help but laugh.
Finally a moment later he wiped tears from his eyes from laughing so hard and grunted to gather his senses yet again, "You are by far..." He chuckled but suppressed the laughter seconds later, "One of the most defiant women I have ever met." He chuckled again, "I think because of that, this alliance you speak of can actually work." Shaking his head, his smile never faded, but his eyes spoke an honest truth, "However, if you want me as an ally, keep your minions beneath you, and away from me." he stood and grabbed his blade, and spun it skillfully around his entire figure, showing he had just as much finesse as raw power within his experienced hands. Lastly he ended by allowing the blade to slip over his shoulder as the chain of fate shifted from around the hilt to around his torso, holding it tightly to his large figure.
He began to walk, and looked to her as an offering for her to join him in his aimless stride, now being put into a completely good mood by her actions he felt that he could honestly follow her lead without question. As long as she continued to be powerful enough to handle herself against him. If in time, he needed more proof, he would attack her to kill her, but for now, it was amusing enough to see something so small catch a loose yet powerful punch and not shatter every bone in her body, "Morinozuka Jes, if you would have me call you whatever you wish, what would it be? And... with this alliance, what do you expect out of me as I have already set standards for you..."[/b he paused and looked back to the man that was now nothing more than a mere memory, and then back to her again, "as I have already made one clear rule for you."
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 1:36 pm
On the mountains of sand, stood a wrinkly old man. It could not be seen, but from underneath his mask, that covered his blind eyes, infinity’s eyelids had weighed down from the exhaustion of abusing his keen, supernatural, senses, to pierce through the territory. He was looking in obsession for that mayhem that was correct to enter this pandemonium everyone called Las noches.
Where was it? Besides the anarchy for the soul society, it seemed to be difficult to find this rage. When all he could animate in his mind was the quiet desert, he pulled out a loose, clean, white piece of paper from the secret compartment inside his arrancer jacket. Only using one hand, as the paper dangled at the tip of his fingers, he began to create a representation of an object. Using geometric folds and crease patterns to make a intricate design of a crane. In each fold he channeled a teaspoon of reiatsu into the origami to give it life. In three seconds he was finished, holding it out in front of him, he let the wind carry it off from there.
As the glowing origami floated on the winds current, it was hit from underneath, by a large volume of sand. The tiny grains of sand showering over his origami was actually enough sound for Infinity's ears to catch. "There" he said, measuring the depth of the sounding line, he used a sonido to appear next to the origami a minute later. He recognized Jes spiritual signature and another arrancer he wasn’t familiar with. As he stood on an invisible platform in the sky, his shadow was casting down on the sand next to Jes. He didn’t want to be meddling in there affairs, so he began to turn around, bending his left knee up, ready to push off with his right foot, he suddenly paused and his eyelids widened, acknowledging another individual there with them.
Straightening out his left leg and alternating his body back around. Infinity wondered if this was the creature he was looking for. Tuning into there conversation, the bass in the mans voice said enough for Infinity. Being blind, infinity had to train himself to decode and remember many different voices over the century's, so, he could easily build a persons character in his mind as he listened. Putting together the mans personality, he could see, not literally, but a license of dominance over people and how the man looked down at everyone, bringing fear into the weak eyes. Also, this man had allot of insanity from some kind of lost in his past. Infinity was finished gathering all his information from just the tone and the way the man talked. After infinity had the personality down, it made it allot easier for him to make a blueprint of the man. He could tell the man was ridiculously masculine, wielding a oversize weapon, and very tall.
Once infinity had a depiction of what the man looked like, it made him daydream and fathom about when he was 200 and stood beside the 3rd generation of espada. That rare power they all controlled was old school and the thought of the man having it, made a small grin escape infinity’s lips. Through memory, he remembered, a beautiful but deadly rythym in ones chest. Hearing Jes sama’s heartbeat, infinity used another sonido to appear next to her, speaking no words.
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 6:17 pm
Jes allowed herself a rare, genuine smile, though there was still something calculating about the gesture. She fell into step beside Buru, walking at a faster clip than he to compensate for his enormous stride. She was quite pleased with this alliance. Buru was an old, powerful entity. The spiritual he would provide to Las Noches's ranks would tip the scales heavily in Jes's favor against the Seireitei. All the same, she needed to be careful. She couldn't lean too heavily on his support. She simply didn't trust foreign factions so easily. Buru was not an arrancar and he was not under her direct influence. He was a wild card that she could count in her hand for the time being, but his card could change hands at his own whim.
None of this concern showed on Jes's face, however. She was content with the amiability that had sprung up between them and she was already reassessing her plans with Buru in mind. There were several parts he could play in her schemes and, so long as he pledged his loyalty to her, Jes would not hesitate to use him as she saw fit.
"Simply Jes is sufficient," Jes answered his first question. She didn't expect him to call her by any honorific. Only her own arrancar used them, if at all. Jes felt, but did not acknowledge the arrival of Infinity. If the old man knew what was good for him, he would stay clear of Buru. If he wasn't, Jes imagined she would do little to stop Buru from crushing him as he had tried to do with Yenma. She was willing to make certain compensations for the man, and this was one of them. "As for my plans for you... First, I'd like to know where you stand. You have a complicated past that could affect the outcome of my current agenda. Now, what is your relationship with the shinigami? No sentimental connections, I trust?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 12:01 pm
Nodding at Jes’s first comment Buru merely grinned, ”Jes.” repeating her name back to her. Though this amusement was short lived as yet another Arrancar appeared beside her. Unknown to Buru this man was, in a way, very blind. However, he would never guess simply staring at him. A small smile came across his face and this, was taunting enough for Buru. His eyes flared white for just a second and his spiritual pressure condensed, and… an odd feeling washed over the entire group. It was an all to eerie hum of spiritual pressure, and it was the weakness of all hollows for they could never caste such spells. Kido, Buru had merely thought of the Kido and it threatened to rip the very fabric of existence within his chest. Thrusting out his hand his muttered the words for the incitation, ”Flying Dragon-Striking Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon” Immediately his entire body was engulfed in raw energy that glowed and blinded any that would look directly at him.
His hand was balled up into a fist holding back the spell, not only was he holding it back but dark light began to circle around the glowing hand. As the light dimmed another scream of energy pulsed within the hand… the scream of a cero. He mixed the potential to destroy with a kido, and then with the raw destructive energy of a cero. Lastly as he stood charging the attack aimed directly at the other man, all the deafening screams and hums of raw energy came to complete silence. This was created by a small bubbled that formed over his entire hand, which also dimmed the light. Sho, the simple act of a spiritual push was used in such a proportion that it created a sound barrier over the charging energies. This of course was taking a drain upon Buru’s spiritual body, but his physical body never flinched.
His voice was a deep growl, and his eyes pierced directly at the man but spoke to Jes, ”There are no friends nor allies upon the battle field. To ask me…” He looked to her as the spell and cero continued to grow even stronger, ”If there are any sentimental connects between myself and Soul Society.” His eyes focused back upon the man again, ”You would be less fit to run Las Noches than Aizen himself.” Growling deeply he dropped his hand to the ground, his fiery pulsed throughout all of Las Noches, throwing his head back and looking at Jes again, ”Now tell me leader of Las Noches!” His voice was now completely demonic, ”Are you afraid to die!?” Letting his hand go the spell and Cero exploded faster than a blink of an eye. Melting the sand into liquid glass in that same instant he released his attack within a twenty foot diameter.
The sound of the explosion was so loud, that it would completely blow out a person’s ear drums, and rupturing all nerves within the skull. The very ground shook down to the core of Las Noches, and for a split second, the immediate area was shifted from solid to raw spiritual energy. This explosion carried into the air like a mushroom cloud, destroying even the clouds that covered Las Noches’s sky. The sky turned black and all color was washed from view as the attack continued to absorb energy from anything that withheld it.
All of this, happened just within that same second, Buru vanished from view but he did so fast, that an image of him remained but his spiritual presence was gone. He simply let the spell go releasing what could be described as an atomic reaction when he simply let the spell go. For an entire five seconds the spell and cero created a spiritual being of itself, and it could be understood as the attack off in the distance could be heard as a loud “die” but within the form of an ear splitting explosion.
As the explosion continued to rip through the air, Buru appeared just for a hint of a split second, and then kicked off again and into the air away from the attack. Appearing he looked down towards the attack that he left and a small smile spread over his face. His body was drenched in sweat and his breaths where ragged. He spoke through his teeth and between breaths, ”To ask me to kill, is like asking any mortal to breath.” Growling deeply between breaths now, ”Do not ask me about my morals...” he paused before looking in her direction, "Because only cowards afraid to die possess something so meaningless.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 2:46 pm
The power of Buru's technique stirred up the white sand of Las Noches into a violent storm, whipping violently through Jes's hair. She could feel heat rising from the sand beneath her feet as the combination of a kido and cero heated it to melting point. Despite the apparent danger, Jes remained largely unperturbed. Although the attack produced an enormous amount of energy in the form of light, the area around Jes only seemed to darken. Although it was unclear through the blast of debris that so resembled an atomic bomb's mushroom cloud, an odd plume of inky darkness encapsulated her form, creating a barrier at which the rampant energy tore but could not breach. Soon, however, any view of the ground within the blast radius was entirely obscured by the wave of sand and rubble that rolled from its epicenter.
Within the safety of her Shadows, Jes smiled to herself. It was actually requiring effort and an expenditure of her own energy to protect herself from Buru's technique. Usually, her Shadows rose up in her defense of their own accord, requiring no conscious thought on Jes's part. However, the moment Buru had begun charging the odd combination of kido and cero, Jes knew a passive defense wouldn't be enough. Using a fine control of the currents of Shadow, she was able to create a rotating column of darkness that continually cycled her power from the exterior to interior of her barrier. It was the only way her Shadows could continually withstand such an onslaught without forcing Jes to activate deeper powers she would much rather keep hidden.
Still, she didn't mind the extra effort. Finally, she had a strong ally, a real warrior to give the shinigami something to worry about. As tempting as it was to simply turn him lose on the whole of the Seireitei, she needed him for a different job that required a bit more stealth than she was sure he could manage. When all was said and done, it was difficult to imagine such a giant being particularly inconspicuous. All the same, he was perfect for the job. Although she was only operating on rumors and assumptions, she was fairly certain that, despite Buru's display, he had connections within Soul Society. It had been said that the previous Primera, Ishi Riki, had been purified and admitted into Soul Society in the form of the spirit Hateshinai Ai Ami. This could be further verified by picking apart her shinigami host Aislinn's mind while she slept. Though she meant to question Buru about his relationship with Ishi Riki, the family name alone suggested relation.
Of course, her connection with Aislinn was imperfect. To produce a useful host for her Shadows, she had to poison her body with an enormous amount of power. The only way this could be achieved was through direct contact. If what she had gleaned from Aislinn's sleeping mind had been correct, the girl harbored certain exploitable sentiments for Ami. Ami, Jes decided, would provide the proper leverage to pull Aislinn under her thrall and it would be Buru who helped her carry this part of her plan out.
By this time, the great blaze of power had finally dissipated. The sand beyond Jes's protective shell had fused into glass. As she released her Shadows, the glass that had built up around her crackled and dropped to the ground amid the other debris.
"Afraid to die?" Jes repeated, looking up to Buru's position with cold humor. She stepped out of the miniature crater that had been created in Buru's attack. Only when she moved did she notice a certain weakness in her legs that quickly shot through the rest of her limbs. She had expended much more energy than she'd anticipated and would need to feed again soon. Nevertheless, she hid this weakness, locking her legs and crossing her arms in a casual manner. "Don't insult me, Buru. It doesn't suit you. I'm sure you'll forgive me if my plans for you don't quite involve the death and destruction you so love-- not just yet, anyway. It will require a certain amount of finesse, though I will still require your brute strength and intimidation factor,"
She inspected the sleeve of her crimson kimono top, finding it speckled with bright shards of glass. She swept them away with a casual hand, applying the same technique to her opposite sleeve, front, and hair.
"There is a pair of shinigami I would very much like to meet," She continued as she dusted herself off. She paused, looking up to Buru again. "You're going to get them for me,"
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 8:29 pm
He was about to reply to the woman's words but a choked back laugh boomed from his chest as he stumbled back. Then suddenly he stopped and looked down to her with an amused glare, "Oh you think it will be just like that little woman." Chuckling again he shook his head, "You are more thick headed than the last leader of Las Noches." Throwing out his arm his ax's chain shot out form the sand and wrapped around his entire arm as the hilt of the large instrument snapped into the large beasts hand. Turning his back to her he simply shook his head while he chuckled deeply, his shoulders flexed rippling with raw muscle. Tossing out his hand a garganta ripped open before him. Then pausing he turned to her with an eye brow raised and a portion of the Vizard mask began to form over the right side of his face, his eyes completely white and glowing like flame now.
Another voice sounded from the man, but his lips didn't move, the hollow within, Hogosha growled in curiosity to the leader before him, "What are the names of my targets?" Buru's face itself was completely smeared of all emotion, but the demon within smiled wickedly, "And where should I meet you with these two Shinigami?"
His mind fell back into memory, allowing himself to talk with Hogosha, his older brother, "This woman thinks that I will mindlessly follow her like those drone hollows she commands. Should I force her to earn my loyalty?" Hogosha chuckled and quickly replied in a low tone, "I doubt that would prove anything, she is much more valuable un-harmed and focused on her own plans with you in them. She is the key to both Onalim and Nagi, your key back into Soul Society." his body simply flexed waiting for Jess's reply, but within his head the conversation continued, "Whatever she wants with Soul Society is simply to gain leverage in some form. You can see it Buru, in her eyes. A gaze that reveals a very driven king, a very defined plan and she believes that these plans will unfold perfectly. As long as you perform the tasks she sets before you, you can take whatever you wish." Buru quipped, "Whatever i wish..." Hogo laughed, "Yes Buru, anything.... IF! You do as she requests." Buru simply sighed to himself in thought as Hogo continued, "There is no pride in mindlessly following a leader, we have already experience the flaws in that hierarchy, but for now this will prove more beneficial in the grand scheme of things."
Falling out of his mind and into the current reality he simply blinked as his eyes pierced into her own, "I will take my own rewards as I see fit, when I see fit. Do you understand, leader of Las Noches? His voice was calm and sure, proving Buru was not going to sway from this mindset.
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