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Dan the Dante Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 10:53 pm
Surrounding Encierro are several buildings that are, in actuality, the living quarters of the current Espada. The structures are no different from the multiple structures that litter Piedras, save for the fact that these are more than hospitable, as their interior design is fully customizable to suit the needs of the specific Espada residing within the building.
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 7:36 pm
Iago sat down on the chair and propped his feet up on the table in front of him. It was, yet again, another boring day in boring old Hueco Mundo. For the past week, there had been nothing for him to do, so Iago had been venturing out and picking on the weaker hollows for fun. He didn't know where the Primera Espada had gone this time, but it was starting to agitate him how he was stuck here, while that guy was out having fun.
Having just finished eating after sleeping for a few hours, Iago was now itching to do something. He didn't know what, and he didn't care, as long as it was fun and active. Jumping to his feet, one of his fraccion jumped up behind him.
"Problems?" the weaker hollow asked. It was the one named Casca, whom had provided the food before. He had been hiding in the corner, reading some book on something that Iago cared even less about.
"I'm going to walk around a bit. If news arrives, inform me right away." Iago said, leaving the building in search of something to do, or someone to kill. Behind him, Casca bowed, then sat back down, resuming as he was before.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 7:03 pm
Bianca Cosima, Segunda Espada 
Bianca adjusted her clothes better so that they hid more of her figure before adjusting her blade better. It was boring in Hueco Mundo but she had long since excepted that not really caring all that much. Her room was completely empty of anyone beside herself. As if she trusted anyone else enough to give them tasks or anything of that nature. Most of her 'colleagues' were just as incompetent and even if they were more evolved less than intelligent still. There were a few exceptions as there was with any group of beings. Still there seemed to be less and less exceptions around. That was another reason Bianca did not keep any Fraccion they tended to be even less competent then some of the Espada. Standing up after a moment she brushed her clothes off always the appearance of perfection if she could help it. Then without a sound Bianca swept out of her room and outside to go for a stroll. It had been some time since she stepped foot outside that room.
Walking with dignity and giving off the air of royalty Bianca spotted the Espada below her and turned towards him. She didn't have much interaction with the man and therefore had not developed an opinion of him though she didn't expect much from him. Though it could be a good idea to get to know the man at least a little bit. Straying her path just a little she stopped in front of him giving him a small curtsy before raising up and looking at him through blue-green orbs. "Hello going anywhere in particular Iago-kun?" Whether she was using the suffix to convey her superior status to the man or calling him a child was open to interpretation. Either way Bianca kept an air of politeness with her speech and kept the ghost of a smile on her face as she waited for a reply.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 10:32 am
Iago stopped as a lady with black hair and seemingly bright blue-green eyes appeared in front of him. He recognized her as his superior in rank, even if not in power. He had only met with her a couple of times and disliked seeing her face. The way she smiled and looked upon him made Iago sick. She constantly treated him weaker, and Iago hated it. However, he was afraid of angering the Primera Espada by starting a fight here. Someday, he would kill her though.
"Bianca." Iago said, acknowledging her as she arrived with a slight sneer. "No, no where in particular. I'm merely seeking something to do, or perhaps a weakling that I can enjoy kicking for a bit. What brings you out of that hole that you so thoroughly enjoy?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 11:00 am
Bianca Cosima, Segunda Espada
Bianca stared at the weaker hollow with amusement playing in her eyes as she willed him to try something. Zenos wouldn't mind if she proved herself superior to the man showing him exactly why she had the higher rank. She got the feeling when they met that he thought he could defeat her. Perhaps it was because he had never seen her in action but either way she enjoyed toying with him. At his words Bianca walked closer toward him eying him with a dangerous gaze as she gracefully and within the blink of an eye had her finger trailing up his arm. "I thought I might do the same Iago-kun." Letting his name leave her lips in a purr she removed her finger returning to her previous spot again. The words conveying that she thought him weaker though in a very vague way that she would deny if called on. "Joking. I just thought I would go for a little stroll while Zenos-sama was off having fun."
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 8:49 pm
Iago's body quaked with anger and anticipation as Bianca tested his patience. It took every bit of his will not to lash out at the woman in rage while she traced his arm. Nonetheless, Iago managed to bear with it, and merely snarled in reply to her teasing. Such a twisted person didn't deserve to be his superior, and someday Iago would fix this.
"Is that so? Well, if that be the case, perhaps you should keep on strolling? I wouldn't want to ruin your fun." Iago growled, hating that he couldn't fight her. Perhaps, once Zenos returned, he could ask permission for a duel? It would definitely be worth attempting. "Unless, you are seeking something more precise from me, other than this... playful banter." Iago added, practically spitting the word.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 8:00 pm
Bianca Cosima, Segunda Espada
Bianca couldn't help but feel satisfaction as Iago quaked with anger and dare she say something a little more? Was it anticipation or hoping that she would continue trailing farther up? Either way her smile was amused as she gazed through mile long dark lashes. His snarl was feral and showed just how much intelligence he lacked. It was all the proof she needed that she could easily defeat him if need be even if he obviously thought otherwise. She hadn't held her position for so long because she couldn't fight. Besides she didn't fight useless fights like this. It was pointless to prove her superiority to someone without the intelligence to remember they just got their asses handed to them. Still Bianca enjoyed the mental torment she showed to some of the lower ranks. Actually Zenos was probably the only person she truly respected and would listen to without question. Not just because he was her superior. He held a certain intelligence and power to him that Bianca respected. He was more intelligent than she herself was.
Hearing Iago speak up again the twisted smile played on her painted lips again as they parted to speak. "Ah but you are my fun Iago-kun." A playful pout appeared on her face as she moved closer to him again closing the distance so that they were face to face. Her breath would be felt and her perfume easily able to be smelled. Oh he was asking for it with the choice of words he just used. "Aw you are so cute when you lust after something you can't have Iago-kun. You are just going to have to deal with the playful banter for now. I am not attracted to men without power." Smiling again as she purred every word Bianca yet again returned to her previous spot looking innocent as always. "You have a good day Iago-kun. Perhaps we will see each other later." Walking passed him Bianca let her fingernail brush against his arm again playfully before she kept walking on. More than aware if he decided he wanted to try something.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 9:57 pm
A look of disgust appeared on Iago's face as Bianca moved close and called him cute. As if he'd ever be attracted to her! The only way Iago could imagine her being beautiful was as a blood-strewn corpse, laid fresh upon the sand by his own hands. Then, she dared to call him powerless! Oh, how much Iago wished to destroy her false belief upon that moment and destroy her! Fortunately, she had left before he lost control and did something he'd regret. Shaking in rage, Iago approached a nearby boulder, easily bigger than him, and hit it in frustration.
The boulder cracked and shattered, turning to dust with ease. This was nothing compared to what Iago could really do; nothing compared to what Espada could do. In due time, Iago would show what he could really do, and he'd take it out on that horrible witch's body. As soon as Zenos returned, he would challenge her. Then, they would all see just how foolish they really were!
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:40 pm
Oktomaji
Quinto Espada -//Waiting For Time
Oktomaji, in accordance to his daily practices, sat atop the pillars over looking into the sandy desolate destructive place that was his own home. Crossing his legs, he placed either hand on an opposite knee, closing his eyes, he began to meditate, strengthening is sensory abilities. He muttered several times to himself, words in audible to anyone but him, he was not speaking English, Japanese, Spanish or even Italian, he was speaking a language, while known, was not something of a typically heard thing around the people he knew. He lowered his head deeper into his chest and began to hum a song, a known children's melody from the Foreign countries of the human world.
"Through lonely nights, all the world is veiled, through darkened hearts the world prevails, a shadow, through the endless time, a lonely heart sails in sand, through shadows, into the end of night, through hardships and life I see thy nigh, full of shadows, tell to the ends of time, in all the world, it will never fail, through fallen shadows, until the end of night, a darkness sees that all shall....fail"
Oktomaji opened his eyes, his pink hair fluttering in the warm stiff air, he looked out, the black starless sky, a sight that he saw more than once a day, but a sight he wished to see never again. Oktomaji bore incredible resentment against the Shinigami and Humans, he longed to be in a world covered in beauty, though instead, he was trapped here, why? Because he fed of the life force of Humans? So what. He was sure more than anything that the day would come when he and his brethren would flee from this place and reside in the the Human world, he knew that Zeno's would do so, he was loyal to the man a hundred percent, never wavering. "The time will come." The force of the wind picked up a considerable amount, though, Okotmaji wasn't fazed even a bit, it didn't even so much make his eyes blink. He stood then, jumping from the pillar that was so high it would kill any human if they preformed the move he had. Landing below on the sandy ground, he entered into the building, walking now to his own room. The hallway seemed longer now than when he had taken it to go out side. "I seem to be loosing my sense of awareness, I should take a break every now and then, it can't be good for the mind to be constantly thinking of one thing." After opening his rooms door, he went inside and shut it. He had sensed two others nearby recently, but he had been too focused on his training to even bother to go to them. He sat now on his bed and laid there, thinking for a moment before falling into a deep sleep, a dream about a different life.Passing So Slowly\-
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 11:52 pm
419  ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Primera Espada
Upon entering the residential areas of the Espada, dragging the two captains across the ground by their hair, Zenos came upon Bianca, whom he paid no attention to, especially not when he brushed past her on his way to his quarters. Though his clothes were worse for the wear, he was otherwise in perfect health, which was all the more impressive when one was presented with the sight of the two dead, blood-soaked Captains he was dragging behind him. Zenos' face held a dead-pan expression, which did not change when he was able to see Iago, whom he also ignored just like he had Bianca. Despite most of them having unwavering loyalty to him, he did not find any of them particularly interesting to him, so he did not bother with them on most accounts, only running into them during meetings and instances such as now. Behind him lay two trails of blood, which were the result of the hole in Nanashi's chest, and the hole in Ashley's stomach, and they were quite significant enough to imply heavy blood loss.
By the time Zenos reached Iago, he simply released his hold on their hair, causing the two Shinigami to stop sliding across the floor, and to simply lay near Iago's feet while their blood began to pool. Without giving him so much as a passing glance, he left them there for him to watch until he returned, which would not be for several minutes. Pocketing his hands, he continued into the depths of the residential areas until he reached his quarters and wrenched open his door to reveal a room made entirely of stone- not a single area in this room was not covered by stone. The dressers were petrified, his bed had had sand heaped onto it and petrified to create a groove-like area for him to sleep on. Glancing around, he shut the door behind him and quickly rid himself of his tattered clothes and sat down on his bed with a new jacket in his lap, then began to stitch his Zanpakutō's sheath into the fabric so that he would no longer need to keep the dagger in his pocket. A few minutes passed and he was done, prompting him to sever the thread with his teeth and discard the needle into his room carelessly, and then pulled himself into his change of clothes. After this, he slid out of his room and made his way back to where he had left the dead Shinigami. ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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II Palmtop Tiger II Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 3:02 pm
The sound of something dragging on the ground attracted Iago's attention from the pointless violence he was enacting upon the local stones. He turned around just in time to see Zenos drop the bodies beside him and keep walking on. Iago attempted to call out to him, but the Primera Espada was long gone before a word could be called out.
Turning back towards the bodies, Iago examined them more closely. If their clothes were anything to be judged by, they were both Shinigami, and Captain-class at that. Checking their body in more detail led Iago to figure out that it was the Fourth Squad Captain and the Tenth Squad Captain. There was no helping them either, with holes clean through the vital organs. Why did Zenos get to have fun? Why didn't he take the rest of them along with?
As Zenos returned, no longer in the messy attire he was in earlier, Iago stood up and watched him. He remembered trying to fight Zenos once. He barely escaped with his life while the Primera Espada hardly noticed him. In some ways, this made Iago hate him, but, at the same time, Iago was to afraid of him to attempt anything.
"What's with the corpses?" Iago asked after a slight hesitation and gestured at the bodies. "Why weren't we invited to join the party?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:26 pm
379 ┏──────────────┓ xxΖenos Λthanasius xx[Immortal Stranger] xxxxαπό το έδαφος ┗──────────────┛ Primera Espada
As he silently padded down the mostly empty hallway, he came upon Iago and the bodies once more. This time around, however, he was subject to listening to Iago speak, much to his annoyance. It was as though he had forgotten that Zenos did not like speaking with others. Instead of ignoring him outright this time, however, he stopped in his tracks, directly in front of Iago and craned his neck back slightly, turning his face towards the Espada so that he could look him the eye. He cast Iago a blank stare, and within this look lingered an aura of "don't talk to me, I'm not going to respond" which was only confirmed when Zenos returned his attention to the bodies on the ground at his feet without responding to him. Without so much as a sound, Zenos bent forward and seized them by the hair once more, then stepped forward. He quickly walked between them, his hold on their hair causing their bodies to turn around and continue to drag along the floor behind him.
Before he left, he gave Bianca a small warning in the form of a single word, as he did not intend to say anything more. "Stay." That was his warning for none of them to follow him, no matter for what reason. Passing through the residential areas once more, he emerged from the buildings with the bodies in tow, walking with a reserved pace as he passed through the desert sands and towards the Piedras area. Upon nearing it, he came to a group of hollow who had picked up on the scent of Shinigami and were drawing nearer. However, once they got a good look at who was with them, they retreated, shrinking into the shadows and out of harm's way. Once he reached a suitable spot, he released Nanashi's hair and lifted his hand, curling up his fingers and extending his index finger, which he tapped on the empty air. With this act, a zipper noise resounded through the area as a Garganta ripped open across the air. Zenos retrieved Nanashi once more and stepped inside, disappearing from sight as it slammed shut behind him and merged back with the scenery, making it seem like nothing had ever been there. ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄|Exit|
[Actually, you wouldn't hear his footsteps. One of his abilities erases this.]
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II Palmtop Tiger II Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:38 pm
(Ah, sorry. I didn't catch that. I'll change it to the sound of dragging bodies instead.)
Iago froze, practically turning to stone, when Zenos looked at him. There was no emotion at all in his gaze, only the feeling that he was in the way. As his superior grabbed the bodies and started off again, Iago found himself following, wondering what was planned. He followed Zenos until they reached Bianca, where his command caused Iago to stop in his tracks besides the Segunda Espada. It wasn't much longer till Zenos disappeared again.
"&@%*, why does he get to go and do what he wants?" Iago cursed at the empty air, then looked around to notice that he was next to Bianca again. "I'm glad to see he at least treats you as no better than the rest of us. Feel like a worm yet?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 10:02 pm
496  ┏───────────────┓ xxxΖenos Λthanasius xxx[Immortal Stranger] xxxΑποτρέψτε της γης xx[Averruncus of Earth] ┗───────────────┛ Primera Espada As he was slightly disoriented from the previous events, Zenos' Garganta led him into the desert of Hueco Mundo, past the Muro, rather than inside the Encierro where he had intended to end up. He was annoyed that he had to walk the several hundred feet to the door of Las Noches, but he could only shrug it off as there was nothing he could do about it. Slipping out of the Garganta, Zenos' right shoe hit the warm sands of Hueco Mundo and was soon followed by his left as the inter-dimensional tunnel snapped shut and erased itself from sight. A breeze blew past, sending his hair into a tizzy and ruffling his clothes, which prompted the tidy Arrancar to straighten both before he started the long trek back towards the Hollow palace. As he took a leisurely stroll through the desert, he sucked out the souls of the smaller hollows that ventured near him, with a mere intake of breath, and allowed his Reiryoku to slowly replenish itself while he satiated his hunger. In between and during meals, Zenos' thoughts fell on the exceptionally powerful new Captain Commander, as well as the looming threat of Shiva. Or rather, Zenos did not find her a threat; he did not find much of anything a threat, to be more precise. He saw her more as an obstacle he would have to overcome in the future, that is, if he intended to continue his unlimited life in peace and with annoyances.
He figured that Shiva had no intentions of being buddy-buddy with others, which meant that he'd eventually be a target for her fun and games, the likes of which he was not thrilled about. Zenos continued to play out his options in his head as he continued his walk, and as he came within seventy or so feet of the giant doors, he had already made up his mind and had just finished a rather exaggerated yawn when a familiar smell filled his nostrils. The smell he attributed to his distant past suddenly snuck up on him, but Zenos' skepticism of the possibility of it being real lead to him shaking his head at the smell and yawning once more. The precursor to learning that his skepticism was misplaced then came to him in the form of a figure standing outside the wall around Las Noches, as if waiting to be let in. Odd, he thought. This being was human-shaped from what he could see, and any Arrancar could to enter if he or she wanted to. Or at least, they should be able to; was this some Arrancar he was unaware of? Expanding his Pesquisa in curiosity, he was hit with an unexpected reading of power coming from it, putting it above a captain in terms of raw power at the least. Now developing an interest of the identity of this being, Zenos quickened his pace and was within ten feet in a few seconds. ...and thus the world is petrified. ►Translations◄
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 10:25 pm
Iago had given up on getting conversation from the others, especially since he disliked her enough, and resumed wandering the area. He didn't go far from the entrance though, as he wanted to know when the Primera would return. He had hopes for something to do, after all, and the Primera would be the key to doing anything. In fact, with the dead bodies that Zenos was dragging behind him earlier, perhaps Iago could follow to the next fight as well.
Regardless, Iago waited around for a while, kicking sand and rocks, whilst pacing repeatedly. All the while, a constant muttering of words escaped his lips, complaining about his boredom and lack of activity.
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