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Post by jin on Feb 15, 2010 2:00:28 GMT -5
Sizora found himself standing atop a dune of white glorious sand. Admiring the beauty of the landscape for just a quick second. He leaps a bit before sliding down the edge of the dune and coming to a stop at the base of the dune. He looks around for just a moment before scratching his chin.
It had been a while since he had been in a fight. He Yearned for some blood to spill but from whom or what he did not know. He had been accepted as a Fraccion under the Fifth Espada's Command. He scratched his nose a bit wondering why he of all people were chosen. A slight sigh and frown came across his features. He crossed his arms as he began to walk.
He eyed downwards kicking the sand a bit beneath his feet. Yellow eyes closing slightly as he did arms dropping down to his side as he began talking. "Hmm...Death...Destruction...Salvation...Life...What do these words mean here, Absolutely nothing. For this world is dead. Dead as Soul Society is. Both are full of power hungry mongers...Though...That fancies me just fine. The more war the more blood and the more fighting I get." He chuckles for a moment running his fingers past the remenants of his mask and slides them through his hair softly.
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Post by taki on Feb 17, 2010 5:31:30 GMT -5
Nnoitra was walking through the desert randomnly swinging his axe around at the sand sending up huge torrents of sand. He was so bored. His almost permanent smile had faded to a frown. He hadn't had a good fight in, what seemed like years. Since his revival under so far unexplained circumstances he had not had a single decent fight. Revan had tried his best, but he hadn't been a match for the self-proclaimed strongest espada. Plus he had all these weakling fraccion now. Sure, they shared his lust for battle or it seemed that way, but they were still weak. They'd learn to be strong and do as ordered or die.
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Post by jin on Feb 17, 2010 15:47:37 GMT -5
Sizora easily felt the presence of his Espada, He took a deep breath and looked over at the torrents of sand being thrown into the air by his raging Espada. He sighed a bit and headed in that direction. Not much use in just standing around, He felt the raging blood of war and he was drawn to it. As usual, He stops atop one of the dunes near the Espada known as Nnoitra.
After a moment Sizora slides down the dune and stops crossing his arms and just kinda standing there. He shook his head a bit and smirked. "You know if you want a good fight why don't you go pester the humans on earth? It should draw some attention. Or if your really feeling bold go fight one of the other espada, Like Grimmjow." waved a hand dissmissively. "Though from the look of it you really do not wish to fight. Or Else you would've done something about it already. Nnoitra." He didn't really care about addressing his espada correctly, if there was one anyway. Was there? he didn't know.
Then a thought occurred to him...He wondered if his Espada was a coward. He's never really picked fights with people stronger then him, that he could tell. Then again he's not been around for a long time. Who knows really? Well he'd test that. "Unless of course your afraid of being beaten, There is no shame in showing cowardice you know." He then paused and grinned a bit. "Oh wait...Yes there is."
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Post by taki on Feb 17, 2010 16:25:39 GMT -5
Nnoitra turned and shrugged once before throwing his weapon at the speaker. He recognised it as one of his fraccion, but to be frank he didn't care. The thing is he threw the weapon so fast it seemed to go from hitting the floor to flying through the air without passing inbetween. However, he grasped the chain so it stopped right in front of the fraccion's face before pulling it back.
"I'm the strongest espada." he said with a frown as he caught the weapon. "No need to fight weaklings like that pussy primera, they are too scared to fight meh anyway and humans are just pathetic nobodies. A get no pleasure, no reward from killing nobodies." He hefted the large weapon so it was leaning over his shoulder with his arm resting on it like it weighed nothing, despite it being taller then the huge arrancar. He shunpoed and grabbed the arrancar by his collar and lifted him up so he was eye to eye with Nnoitra. "Ya piss me off again Sizora and I won't hesitate to squash ya like the bug y'are." He then threw the arrancar in the dust and turned to walk away
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Post by jin on Feb 17, 2010 16:40:17 GMT -5
Sizora watched the weapon come flying at him. He didn't move he wasn't a pathetic coward. He just stood there. Once it stopped he didn't move, He simply waved it off. He chuckled a bit and leaned back a bit running his fingers through his hair until The weapon was pulled back.
"I'm the strongest espada. No need to fight weaklings like that pussy primera, they are too scared to fight meh anyway and humans are just pathetic nobodies. A get no pleasure, no reward from killing nobodies."
Sizora loved the mindless flattery of his espada to himself. It was rather obvious he was not the strongest, nor would he ever be the strongest. However He decided not to say that, he figured letting him keep saying that would be better then telling him he's weak...That way atleast he'd be able to see him fight another. "Well obviously Gin Ichimaru doesn't see your ultimate power, Being that your Espada Number Cinco, and not Number Uno." He chuckled a bit.
"Ya piss me off again Sizora and I won't hesitate to squash ya like the bug y'are."
Words, How he despised them. If he wanted to kill him, he should do so. Not warn him. He got jerked into the air and he simply stared into his Espada's Single eye, Not a single ounce of fear were in those eyes. He scratched his chin a bit and shrugged it off. "It would be a welcome change, Nnoitra. Though I know I stand no chance, a good blood bath would be fun." He grins a bit wider "Though...Why do you follow Gin Ichimaru anyway? He doesn't even recognize your power, Let alone your ability. Perhaps you should show your power by overthrowing Gin and running the espada yourself." he scratched his chin "Then again...That might be treason and to much to handle." He shrugged "Besides....I think Gin is doing a wonderful job leading us." He said, Sarcasm Dripping from his tongue like acid.
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Post by taki on Feb 17, 2010 17:07:03 GMT -5
Nnoitra smiled. The kid might not know it, but that was exactly what Nnoitra had planned. He had the game all set up. Now he was just waiting for the shadow of the white desert to set up the pieces. Then he would show them all what he was made of. "Listen kid. If i wanted ya dead you'd be dead." he said with a shrug. "I don't waste time swatting flies. Its no fun if there is no risk of dying yaself" He added as a further explanation before continuing his walk through the desert.
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