The Darkness

Subject: The Darkness Wed Sep 25, 2013 5:58 am

The Jackal noted that he was being joined by two of his fellow Espada. The Tercera and the Cuatra to be precise. The teal colored hair gambler kept his cigarette in his mouth. Meanwhile taking a few gentle puffs of the cancer stick. Not that cancer was a worry for the Espada. One would like to think he had left such a life behind now that he wasn't a mere human. The old Jackal moved with a blank expression on his face. His eyes closing for but a mere moment now, before his lips parted. A question was asked, correct? It was only polite that the Segunda gave an answer to those choosing to tag along. "I have grown somewhat bored of sitting around in Las Noches. And considering the way our most recent meeting turned out. I think we ought to test the waters a little. Give voice to any concerns you may have. But note that I will not force you to tag along with me, nor would I expect you to try and stop me. The only question that now needs answering is where shall I go? Shall we visit the Soul Society or the world of the living?". Did he muse while moving along through what appeared to be the endless void. His Reishi platform was maintained effortlessly, showing that the man had excellent control over his Reiatsu. The Segunda would soon make his move. This was more or less an exploratory mission. And hopefully the Segunda can find out or discover a lot more than he had bargained for. The Segunda soon noticed that his destination was already up ahead. It so turned out that the Espada had already made his choice.

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Subject: Re: The Darkness Wed Sep 25, 2013 4:08 pm

Silence...
It was a place enveloped in darkness. A space born of shadows, and he was in it. This void would take them anywhere they wished to go. Truco had came along with the Segunda and the Cuatra through the Garganta, simply to rid himself of the boredom that plagued him. The fox resented to be in a place for too long, it was like being in a cage, he wasn't tamed even if he appeared so. It was in his nature to be silent and play aloof then bear his fangs when necessary. That moment, however, was not upon him at the time nor would it be in the near future, he believed so. In that moment his goal would be in his grasp. His face remained placid while he trekked.

As he walked on the reishi path he made for himself, his hands remained in his pockets while his cyan hued eyes peered ahead into the darkness. Truco was walking behind diagonally to the right of the Segunda, who had begun to speak. The Segunda seemed to feel the same as Truco in the sense of getting out of Los Noches anyways. He had no intention on stopping the Segunda and didn't really care for where they were headed as long as it didn't bore him. Though his preference did sway a tad towards that of the human world. Maybe despair should pay a visit to the unsuspecting. Before he knew it they had arrived...

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Subject: Re: The Darkness Thu Sep 26, 2013 1:45 am

Rosserio sighed, that wasn’t something he expected, out of all the two people who would decide this it just happened to be these two. Well, at the very least he could go, he was mostly curious as to what Segunda’s plan was, trouble on Earth, or an attack on Soul Society? Testing the waters of the Quincy, the threat they had spoken of earlier, or testing the chances of the humans who are more similar to hollows, into allying with the Espada. There was no need to ask, especially since they would arrive at their destination at any time, and regardless of which task, Rosserio would join in. He wanted to see the Quincies himself, and figure out more about them, through battle, spying, or speech it wouldn’t matter. Seeing the humans upclose would be interesting regardless of if they attacked or not, after all they had also killed a lot of hollows, and while they would be a great asset, they would also make a great meal and example to the other races if they did lose in a fight against them. An attack on Soul Society would likely end with the two being seriously injured, while leaving a small, easily fixable mark on Soul Society, if they even manage to do anything, or even survive, of course there was also trouble on Earth. A Lot of Hollows enjoyed causing mischief, but they evolved past that.

Rosserio breathed in deeply and thought to himself a phrase that would help him contain his curiosity enough to not ask. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. with those thoughts he continued to walk in the space between worlds, a place that has no use except to travel in between them, and while most would see it unnatural in some shape or form, it comes naturally to the Hollows of a certain level. Rosserio simply remained silent as he followed the two, into the unknown.

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Subject: Re: The Darkness Sat Oct 19, 2013 8:26 am

The Espada known as the Jackal left Hueco Mundo with a return ticket it would seem. In the mean time though, the Tercera Truco was left behind. The Segunda was more than confident that his fellow Espada has what it takes to survive in the world of the living. If not, then perhaps the man did not deserve to be considered a Tercera Espada. Such a rank would have been more than he deserved. But what was the big hurry? Some might say Wolfgang had himself a premonition, one that he could not ignore. A most annoying thing, especially when one considers the situation that Wolfgang found himself in. The man was more or less annoyed to an extent, but no matter. Wolfgang was now traveling on a slim road, created from the Reishi the man used to pave the way. His teal colored eyes looked to be focused on the task at hand. That and the Segunda was hoping to have a word once more with Armonia. He wasn't above dethroning the so called Queen of Hueco Mundo. A position Wolfgang reckons the woman had come to take for granted. This simply could not be allowed to happen at all. Something needed to be done about it, and these were some of the things on the mind of the Espada. Wolfgang soon sighed to himself, almost home once more. Home? Yes. The vast desert of Hueco Mundo had become home, in fact, it has been home for the longest amount of time now. Heck, the gambler has even grown to like being within the confines of Las Noches. It gave the Arrancar a sense of belonging, something that he so dearly appreciated. But now, the man felt as if he was needed and pretty urgently too. The light up head marked the opening of the Garagunta on the other side. He was finally back home in Las Noches, Hueco Mundo.

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