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 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 12:25 pm
 Reizei's home, a large spire like building decorated with Middle Eastern architecture and surrounded by low decorative walls and shorter spires. In these spires he keeps rooms for any Arrancar traveling through, along with the basic necessities of any home, and two tunnels, each leading to a different section of the barracks. The palace is unguarded, and very rarely used, but lately Reizei had been using it as a headquarters for his camps, allowing him to stay out of the barracks while still issuing controls.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 1:13 pm
 ┼ Reizei ┼
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Reizei exited the garganta with a grim expression and let his reiatsu raise to a much higher level than he usual lets it go, shaking the earth around his home. It was his way to call the Arrancar underground to come to the surface, however it was also a warning to the Hollows underground that breaking the rules now would mean their death if caught. After he stirred the earth a bit, he brought his power back down to a calm level while he walked to his own personal entryway to the barracks. By the time that he arrived two Arrancar were waiting for him, ready to send orders to the two districts deep underground, the Arrancar were pathetically weak, but Reizei only used them to keep an eye on things and give reports, not fight. "We've been approved by lord Sestran, move the Adjunchas to the western barracks. If they won't go, make an example of them. Any lesser hollows in the west barracks are free kills for them, leave the lesser hollows in the east alone. Failure will result in your deaths, be done by tomorrow or I'll go in after you and collapse the tunnel on your heads." The two Arrancar were visibly shaken by the orders and how strict he was in giving them, it was very uncharacteristic of Reizei to be so cruel and unforgiving, but he was angry for reasons he could not understand. Once the two Arrancar had left to head back underground to take care of his demands, Reizei walked to the main building where he had his desk set up, and sat down hanging over the papers that covered it's surface. He hated this desert more than anything else, it reminded him to much of his past before he met Sestran. When he was pitiful, and without a cause, how he had emerged from the Forest that he hated and instantly felt contempt for this hot, and dark place. When he found the land that was brightened by a false sun he felt a bit more at peace with the place, yet he always hated how bleak and empty it was. Reizei had always wished to return to the world of the living, to feel the water on his skin, to sit in the grass, to examine the humans who had no idea he was there, to discover something new and unique. He remembered the first time that he felt snow as he sat at the desk, lost in thought while looking at drawings of the barracks, and plans for a new prison below them. He remembered his black wings feeling cold under this white powder that came from the sky, he remembered watching children play and water become solid, he remembered how entranced he was by it and how great it felt to be human again. At times he doubted his own minuscule humanity, watching children and young men and woman at play made him wonder if he ever felt such an innocence before in his life. Ever since he could remember, he was constantly killing his fellow Hollows to become stronger, and the Shinigami only ever attacked him, so he would kill them as well. Reizei blinked away his deep thoughts and tried to focus on the task at hand, bringing a pencil to the paper before him and sketching out his plans on the map, putting small notes next to his sketches, but as he watched the tip of his pencil he became lost in though again. He followed the pencil's motion with his eyes, and tracked it up to his hand. As he stared at his hand he became lost in thought again, feeling a bit empty for the first time in quite a while. It often happened when he was alone or bored, a depression would quickly set in as he thought about how the world around him worked. ~These hands...We all have the same hands. Human, Shinigami, Arrancar. We're all the same in the end, we just had different ways of coming to be. If I was killed so long ago, would I have been a Shinigami? What did it feel like to be human? They're so ignorant. They're so happy to. I envy them, like an old man would envy the ignorant youth of a child. To go back and redo everything, how fantastic that would be.~ He sat quietly now thinking on his words for a short moment before going back to his work, he knew he would never have a second chance, so it would be best to do as much as possible with the opportunity that he was given.
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However if you think it's any match for my bare hands, I'll be happy to show you how wrong you are. OOC:
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