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 Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2014 8:06 am
The Palace of Las NochesIt is unknown at what time the grand structure was built or how it came to be in the endless limbo of Heuco Mundo. Despite the countless battles that have been fought there over the centuries it maintains. If this is a result of leaders rebuilding over time - or a natural ability to return to form as a building within the spiritual realm regenerating itself is uncertain. Those scientists that have lived within always had too many of their own projects to focus on such trivial details.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2014 10:45 am
 I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo The maw of darkness that lead between worlds slowly opened so Sestran could step through the Garganta, his human visage and clothing seeming almost to shatter as he dropped the illusion. The white uniform falling to tatters as it was replaced by his much more traditional pale kimono and gold/chestnut haori. Those too seemed to fade into the dust that pervaded every aspect of Hueco Mundo. His blade, now visible, let out a small series of notes – pastel chimes in a non-existant wind. Whatever it had to say he didn't reply aloud, a hand settling on the hilt of the weapon where his finger's traced the diamond pattern absently.
“King of ashes.” He thought idly, his eyes had bled from the gold of his human form to the red that they jumped between. He wasn't certain why past villians such as Aizen would have the vaguest desire to hold this particular throne. While the seat was one he was meant for, that fit him like a glove, that didn't mean it wasn't a heavy coat. Yet, his shoulders were straight when he settled himself upon it – shows of weakness, no matter how minor, were beneath the ruler. He was a pillar, because that is what people required of a leader, and until his plot was complete that was all he would be.
Sestran glanced out a window, though it was more for self-reflection than the view – should the endless desertscape have altered then his attitude would likely have been much less relaxed. Unlike the mortal world he didn't hold his spiritual pressure in complete check here, whatever growth might have appeared in his absence would have withered now in his presence. Any lesser hollow that had been snooping in the throne room were quick to disperse, and he didn't even pay them mind. Lesser vermin, not even worth a glance – or a thought. No, his mind was elsewhere, as it so often was, appreciating even a short moment of respite. All too soon even these brief silences would be missed.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: None or Anapa If Anapa didn't follow him through his gateway he expects the jackal shortly XD
Thoughts: I will need to start soon. Time is rarely on my side.
Release State: Sealed.
Theme...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 1:14 pm
 AnapaTres Espada - The Jackal Theme: Forever May Not Be Long Enough Sometimes it's just best to forget your past
To keep things in the dark below the sand.
Anapa followed Sestran through the Garganta walking through it Anapa changed from his jackal from into his human form. He was still walking right behind Sestran when they got back to Hueco Mundo. " My lord, Is everything okay? It seems like you got mad at me back there. Did I did something wrong? All I did was ask a question low enough to see what was going on." Anapa said, as he stands about five feet away from him. Because under the black sand is where I keep my history
And there where it belongs for all time.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 6:40 pm
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo Sestran remained silent for a moment, not glancing to Anapa until he'd decided on a reply. His tongue giving a slight click before he began. “Your lack of understanding is regretful, a procedure was placed before I made my way to the world of the living. It is your duty to learn and respond to all standing orders. It is not mine to explain them in greater detail, nor to listen to claims of ignorance. Excuses do not interest me, determine what you missed from the others on your own time and improve.”
He glanced away as soon as his statement was over. Back to the endless desert beyond his walls. His attention on the matter was complete. Anapa would adjust and fix further mishaps, or he would fall in ranks as appropriate for someone unable to comply. For Sestran it was a simple matter, he wouldn't yell or grow angry – such outbursts were not for true leaders. The worst he appeared was simply disappointed – if that was in Anapa or the loss of his moment outside of the throne remained unseen. He certainly didn't seem as if he was about to share his reasons.
“Remain here, when the others return we will have things to discuss, I have some reconnaissance that is required. I will have a job for you as well.” Sestran gave the order calmly. From one topic to the next, he rarely dwelled on a problem. Simply told people to remedy the issue and expected it to be done. There was far too much that needed attention to waste time beyond what had been said. He would wait a time, and if the others did not return he could send a message to them. He was a patient creature however, unless time passed he wouldn't insist on immediate reporting in.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: Anapa
Thoughts: I might find a use for all of them in this yet...
Release State: Sealed.
Theme
...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 8:20 pm
AnapaTres Espada - The Jackal Theme: Forever May Not Be Long Enough Sometimes it's just best to forget your past
To keep things in the dark below the sand.
Anapa listen to Sestran and in a odd way he was right. He was starting to lack off here and there little to much lately. " I'm sorry Lord Sestran. I know I'm lacking here and there but no more from this point. And yes Sir. Stay here till each one show up. " Anapa said, looking right at him and lower his head. " Once I get back with the others I'll head right towards your area. Would you want me to bring the others? Or should I just come alone?" He said. Because under the black sand is where I keep my history
And there where it belongs for all time.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 11:35 am
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo "I'll have missions for most, everyone's presence is desirable." Sestran replied, still not looking at his underling. Mind seemingly elsewhere as even his eyes on the horizon weren't really seeing it. It was about time he began to research the protector's of the king with new interest.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: Anapa
Thoughts: ...
Release State: Sealed.
OOC: Bleh, short post is short.
Theme
...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 1:58 am
╒══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕  Like always, Niza appeared in the throne room, like materializing from thin air. Only few would notice the small, black crack in opening for a half of second and then closing as swiftly. Everyone could see, that the arrancar was in deep thoughts, his spirit pressure didn't form the usual outfit and he had neatly wore his white Espadas uniform. Starring blankly for a second on the thrones first step, Niza bowed deeply, while saying, "Lord, I have came, as you ordered. But before others get here...I have something to report. There is a matter, that should be best to solve as quickly, as possible."Niza got up, facing his lord with his regular friendly smile. "May I speak?"Saying the truth, the Primera Espada was scared. It only happened a year ago, when Lord Sestran found a bit confused, but happy arrancar Niza in the dessert of Hueco Mundo and asked him, if Niza would like to join his army. Of course, in the start he rejected the being, because he despised violence, but then he saw, that this Lords rulership was doing good for his home. And he wanted to do good for his home too. So soon he went to this very same throne room to beg and...he was accepted. But now Niza felt that it could be at a great risk. The arrancar knew that his Lord was a reasonable guy mostly, but even he had heard about days, when his worst part would be showed. He hoped this wasn't one of those days. Suddenly he felt another presence and, because he knew it from somewhere, the arrancar quickly turned his head, of the fear, that those beasts had came all the way here. But no, it was Anapa, and with a slight, relieved smile, he greeted him. "Well, hello there! I didn't notice you being here." Then he turned, to face his Lord. ╘══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 11:36 am
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo Sestran felt the approach of Nize before he would have seen it, but he wasn't looking. His attention was still elsewhere as he silently formed his ideas. It was when the boy spoke that it garnered the red eyes of the ruler. He didn't openly react to what might be alarming words for some, staring at the semi-scientist of his group. He nodded at the question, but it seemed the boy was prepared to press forward with or without formal permission – the disturbance in the man was scarce but still present.
Nise was one of the wild cards, a needed evil when it came to requiring an army for his efforts. He doubted any of the Espada would outright attack him, but he had yet to put any of them beyond stabbing him in the back if the chance was given. Nize hadn't accepted immediately after way, and his extra time for thought could have been wisdom. It also could have been coming up with some other sort of calculated plan. Then again, not all of his Espada had come on immediately but certainly he had a list of those he 'trusted' more than others – though the word 'truth' was being used rather loosely.
“Give your report Nize, what matter is so demanding of attention?” Sestran didn't seem to hold the same concern of his underling – but there was incredibly little that caused the ruler open duress. Precious little of what Sestran felt ever reached the surface.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: Anapa, Nize
Thoughts: What minor trouble is present now?
Release State: Sealed.OOC: Yup, Sestran is as unimpressed as ever.
Theme...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 1:19 pm
╒══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ Lord spoke. It didn't seem, as he cared much, but then...Nize can't remember, when he did look interested about something. Or worried. The arrancar cleared his throat and started to speak. "Few months ago, after finishing one project, I started a new one. I work a lot with concentrated reishi, but the matter isn't so easy to come by, so I thought how to solve my problem. And then I imagined, what if I could grow it! I have the power to create lesser creatures, like weak hollows and so and I had enough technology to create something even bigger. And then, with research and experiments..." Espada looked really guilty, "I created the gappy spirits. They are beings size of my palm, but are filled with pure reishi. When killed by brute force, they explode like balas. They can fly and eats everything, that's made from spirit particles. Also, they reproduce in amazing speed and, if left uncontrolled, can evolve countless times. In my lab I have few dangerous specimens. Today, when doing maintaining of my tech, I discovered, that all pregnant females, who I isolated, escaped. I tried to locate them, but it took me too much time and they had already created a nest for themselves and laid their eggs. Telling the truth, in these four hours..."Nize started to count on his fingers and mumble something about pregnancy stages. After minute or two, he gave his response, "Around 800 hundred. The cause, why I don't go and take care of this myself, is connected with my previous project. I was curous about Las Noches, so I investigated a bit and...well, the point, my Lord, is that gappy spirits had made their nest in foundry of this Palace. If they would be attacked carelessly, those creatures would explode in chain reaction and...I really don't know, what would happen after that!"╘══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 5:21 pm
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo Nize's explanation, while semi-interesting – didn't seem to concern Sestran overtly much. His expression retained a noble yet neutral ambience. He leaned into his seat slightly, though his back was still straight, he didn't slouch even when 'relaxing'. The leader drummed his fingers on the edge of his chair and his blade let out a small series of chimes, it's way of communicating. Sestran's lip perked slightly, as if his weapon had told some sort of joke only he was privy too. Then focused on the scientist fully.
While, Sestran didn't understand certain aspects of modern science, he was intelligent enough to understand the underling had just admitted to laying a bomb beneath his current center of power. Sestran wasn't overtly concerned with the palace. In all truth if all of Hueco Mundo was destroyed he would accept that should it get him to his goal. However, for the time being he required the desert purgatory and it's strange castle. This did little to aid his current plans but adjusting was what one had to do when they were in charge. He needed to know more before he could make a fair judgment.
“You've chosen a time, perhaps fittingly, where I was just explaining to Anapa that I do not find worth in excuses. Are you able to further augment or move these pests from such a position?” While he spoke with Nize his hand traced the pattern in the hilt of his zanpakuto absently – the way one might pet an animal they were fond of – without realizing they were offering it attention. “Should they be mobilized from beneath the palace they could be used on the enemy in the coming battle.”
Sestran didn't believe him at all that this was some accident, it was too convenient, the placement – set to destroy the palace – or at least inflict massive damages. The fact that as empty and desolate as this building was – it was the symbol of his rule. None of this was not lost on him. It could have been paranoia – he simply trusted none of the creatures he was forced to work with, to rule, for the greater cause. It was not an overt concern regardless. Were he correct and Nize was out to destroy or harm him. If he believed thousands of such pests would unmake Sestran...then the Espada was underestimating him and insulting his zanpakuto. On the chance it was a mere mistake and not purposeful then it would be used to the advantage of his army. Should that not be possible the one that forged the problem would be the one to unravel it – or die tying as the case could be.
It never entered his mind that Nize could be asking him to play clean up. He didn't even entertain such a demeaning option.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: Anapa, Nize
Thoughts: Calm yourself Pandemonium...no need to grow testy.
Release State: Sealed.OOC: Just because you are paranoid - doesn't mean someone isn't out to get you...
Theme...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 2:37 am
╒══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ Niza felt pleased, that his Lord showed even the slightest interest in the mater. Saying the truth, he hoped for something more, it was his Lords Palace after all, but...maybe he just didn't understand his Lord. Who knows!? When the arrancar was asked a question, he thought his answer for a moment, before answering. "If they are in their original form, then maybe I could take again control over them, but...when I found them, I was sensing, that they had changed, what means, that they had evolved. Actually, I'm trying to sense them now, but the previous spirit pressure had disappeared, but there is a new one. And it's more powerful then the previous one. I guess they had evolved again, thanks to the concentrated reishi, what Las Noches produces from its residences. Of course, also the reason for they evolution, could be because..." he swallowed something in his neck, "because when creating the first gappy spirit I added the sample of Aizens blood, which he took, after returning to Hueco Mundo the second time. The first one was a female and she could produce without mating. After few analyzes I could conclude, that the next gappy generation held more of Hogyoku sample and less of Aizen."It was tiring, Niza just wanted a normal day, when he could experiment a bit and so on, not hunt creature, that had escaped and now pose a thread to his home. "Can I ask, if I'm to eliminate the gappy spirits, could I be accompanied with someone, whose powers only effect living organisms. If I would use my ressuraction...you know, what would happen. I don't want to devour the foundation of Las Noches."He weakly smiled, his eyes tracing from the man to the blade, he was patting. It looked quite strange, because arrancars, not like shinigami, didn't hold much feelings for their blades. They were only prisons for their true nature, while shinigamies held a personality, which usually became their friend and companion. Niza thought that...it was a bit strange. But he was probably over reacting. ╘══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ Mood: nervous | Thoughts: no more experiments with life...this week! | OOC: Nize is too YOLO biggrin
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 9:47 am
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo Sestran stared at Nize, blinking slowly once or twice – eyes half-lidded as his mood continued to sour with the passage of time. All of these were reminders of how fall he'd fallen, and no one liked to have such poor memories unearthed. Yet, despite the minor shows of displeasure he retained his aristocratic aire. The name Aizen he had heard and researched enough to know the reasoning behind explaining it fully. As the creature was killed by the current head captain of the shinigami it meant little to Sestran. As far as Sestran was concerned being killed made Aizen weak, a pointless relic compared to his own strength. The Hogyoku didn't interest him either, such an item was for those unable to stand without it - creatures lacking the strength he held.
“Should you be unable to utilize these creatures for the war then you are welcome to ask others to aid you in their removal. Others are just as welcome to refuse or demand payment for services. This is your mistake, you will decipher a suitable method by which to clean it up or you will be punished for your lack of responsibility.” Sestran replied, his voice wasn't raised – it was the same calm tone it had been when Nize had walked in – when he had corrected Anapa. This wasn't personal. He judged based on what was required of him. If one spilled milk, they cleaned it up. In the end this wasn't even a minor setback. Even if Nize failed - he proved himself unworthy of the position that had been granted to him. “You will wait here until the others return. Only those I lack an assignment for you may attempt to poach for temporary service.”
That was that, at least to the ruler, his eyes were back out the window and already returned to considering the only plot important to him. The whole reason he was in this desolate place to begin with. How to reach the monster on the throne of heaven.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: Anapa, Nize
Thoughts: Soon enough...
Release State: Sealed.OOC: The number of shits that Sestran doesn't give lol...
Theme...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 2:16 pm
╒══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╕ The Espada felt lightly shocked. In danger was Las Noches, one of the oldest things in Hueco Mundo and the symbol of this places power. This had been home for the most feared and respected creatures in here, but now...Lord acted, as he didn't care at all. But no, Nize couldn't doubt his Lord, not now, when Hueco Mundo so desperately needed someone to create order here. The arrancar obediently stood next to Anapa, smiled at him weakly and looked at the window, trying to see, what his master was looking at. ╘══════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ Mood: In unease | Thoughts: Shouldn't he be worried a bit more? | OOC: Then Nize will wait here for few weeks.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 9:54 pm
  XXX In a similar manner to how Nize had arrived, the Cero Espada would make her appearance. The Garganta would rip through the space in the room with a shrill screeching noise and out Lilith would emerge. Her school uniform had dispersed itself, and she now wore something resembling the Espada uniform. Her uniform was rather revealing, exposing the young woman's stomach not covering much else. The sound of her heels clicking on the tile floor echoed through the room and her crimson eyes would immediately dart to examine those present. Unlike how she had been in the human word, she did not wear the mask of a gentle human girl, but rather the cold and serious expression of a soldier. Similarly, she didn't bother with speaking to those gathered, not even to Sestran. After all, she had no important information to convey to him, and she wasn't the type to strike up conversation nor was he. To all the men gathered she would simply bow her head slightly, but it was a means of respect, not submission. Crossing her arms she would wait to be addressed, particularly by Sestran, since he was the only person with the authority to give her orders.
" You can be the King but watch the Queen conquer "
[ OOC: Ayyyyyy. ]
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 6:57 pm
I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
that I've become anathema of my soul
I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world but I know where this is leading... Sestran
Leader of Heuco Mundo The draw of energy was what gained the attention of Sestran again- from whatever thought he'd been distracting himself with. Lilith earned a small smile – as she often did, the noble gesturing her forward. It was a pity she wished to dress in such a manner. It was far from as charming as she could be if she wasn't trying to show off every possible bit of flesh. He understood the reasoning given her power – but such an intimate view aided his own indifference.
“Lilith, I have something in mind for you. An assignment I think is particularly suited to your particular skill. You should also be informed that a mess has been spilled into the lower caves that reach beneath the palace. Nize can offer particular details but if you have thoughts on how to resolve the matter I'm certain he would appreciate them.” Sestran spoke in his usual light tenor, eyes glancing between the scientist and the seducer. “Any aid he receives in the matter must be repaid – as it is his mistake to fix.”
Sestran wouldn't usually work on a payment system in his own army – but Arrancar were not Shinigami – they were often more monster than human. He certainly was growing fond of a few, but decidedly the opposite of others. He had to remind himself that this was a means to an end – they wished to take on the Shinigami often as much as he did. While the Shinigami themselves weren't his enemy – they would of course get in his way. His fingers drummed once on the arm of his seat, he'd left it to his underlings to discuss.
Position: Throne Room - seated
With: Anapa, Nize
Thoughts: Few see how heavy such a chair is...
Release State: Sealed.OOC: Bleh post is bleh.
Theme...but I must be that which I am though I know where this could take me
No tears. No sympathy.
Gracefully. Respectfully.
Facing conflict deep inside myself.
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