With the Captains suffering casualties and heavy injuries on their side, all hope seemed to be lost... until Shinji Hirako appeared, along with the rest of the former Shinigami. Though the aid of the Vizards certainly helped to draw the battle in their favor, it seemed Aizen's power alone proved too much for them.
When Xuan caught his punch Sablya threw a bit of a fit. This wasn't playing fair. You didn't catch someone's punch like a little bitch. No, you fought back with your own punches. Obviously, this little fucker didn't know how to fight worth a damn. With a small sigh, the hollow knew he was going to have to instruct the hollow on proper fighting procedure.
"Look Xuan-chan, obviously I have to instruct you in the art of fighting. First of all, you can't pull a move like that where you just catch someone's punch like a licker of glans. You can't just fight like a little motherfucker. Throw your own punches. I mean, damn."
Almost as if in response, Xuan threw him into a wall. That was uncalled for. Okay, little bitches didn't get to throw big, burly, handsome, Russian cats into walls. It just wasn't polite. Of course, Sablya Tigra figured he'd make that little bitch pay. Oh, would he make that little bitch pay. Xuan then aimed a shot at his midsection with his whip. Luckily, gravity was taking care of that. Alexei's body fell such that Xuan's attack really just hit the wall.
Sablya Tigra picked himself up and looked at the Arrancar across the room. Dusting himself off a little, the hollow shook his head viciously. He wasn't going to stand for this.
"No no no no! That's not right you molestation case! You don't just get to throw somebody against a wall and then taunt them. Where's the etiquette in that you little necrophiliac?!"
His taunt done, Sablya Tigra darted across the room. He aimed like he was going to do a punch; he pulled back and everything. However, at the last second he dropped down to kick at Xuan's chin with his left foot. It was really more elegant than anything Alexei could've pulled off. As he dropped to the ground for the kick, Sablya Tigra had spat to the ground and taunted Xuan one last time.
Xuan tilted his head in amusement. "Oh? You're going to teach me?" he laughed, condescending. For a hollow much weaker than him to insist on instructing Xuan was a joke - a hollow had nothing to offer an arrancar. The humor left his gaze as his grin faded and he hissed, "I'll believe that when I see it."
"No no no no! That's not right you molestation case!" yelled the hollow, shaking his head. Xuan raised a brow - these were some interesting insults. Was he going in alphabetical order? "You don't just get to throw somebody against a wall and then taunt them. Where's the etiquette you little necrophiliac?!"
Throwing his head back, Xuan laughed. He took a moment to regain himself, bringing his whip back to him with a sharp flick of his wrist. "Ettequite? This isn't a fight, hollow, or a brawl in a bar, this is a show of force. You don't call the shots here."
The hollow rushed Xuan, pulling back as if to punch Xuan. The arrancar's arm tensed, ready to strike and duck. At the very last second the hollow changed direction, dropping and kicking at Xuan's chin.
"Gotcha."
"Not," he said, pushing the boy's leg away from him and bringing up his foot to kick, "Quite."
He struck at the hollow's back, smirking as he did.
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Sablya Tigra paused for a second and looked at the Arrancar. He wanted nothing more than to tear into that little fucker. He wanted to show him his own spleen. Why spleen? Because it was an under-appreciated organ and removing it would hurt like a motherfucker. However, he was repressing Alexei at this time. That meant that he had to be disrespectful, but not vengeful. His rage made his control slip. He had learned this. Crafty hollow indeed.
"It's quite rude to interrupt people. Damn, you just weren't raised right. Did mommy-Szayel not get you off the teet soon enough? Do you have issues with your parentage Xuan-chan?"
Sablya Tigra didn't get upset as Xuan told him he'd believe it when he saw it. The hollow was a little smarter than Alexei. He kneww he was beat. However, he didn't let that put a chink in the bravado. He'd make this prick pay eventually. Yes, yes he would.
"Ettequite? This isn't a fight, hollow, or a brawl in a bar, this is a show of force. You don't call the shots here."
"Let me tell you something, you orgy bi-product. Etiquette is a social protocol and you don't get to just damn well deny it ya prick. I don't care who raised you ya queer; be nice."
Sablya Tigra let out a whimper as he got kicked in the back. He tried to make his way to stand but couldn't quite muster the strength to push himself up. He rolled over and looked up at Xuan. He stuck out his tongue comically and kicked at his knees. The cat-hollow rather resembled a small child throwing a tantrum.
"Take that. And that. And a little of this. And don't forget some of that you receiver of intercourse."
Xuan perked a brow to the vizard, his gaze growing bored. Was he lecturing him on manners? A hollow who swore in every sentence? A creature who lashed out the second he woke up? Xuan had to laugh - he snickered as the hollow spoke.
"You're not very bright," Xuan noted blandly, smirking. "You're a hollow. You should know - arrancar don't have parents. And you should also know where you are. This is a laboratory. If anyone needs a lesson in etiquette..."
The Vizard rolled back up and started to kick at Xuan's knees, but the man easily dodged the flurry. It was like fighting a baby. Easy.
"Take that! And that. And a little of this. And don't forget some of that you receiver of intercourse," the hollow spat as he kicked. One of them finally struck Xuan on the shins, but it wasn't hard enough to do much damage.
The white-haired arrancar turned up his nose. "I wonder how long until that serum wears off. That boy is much quieter than you, and should be far less annoying."
Without waiting for a response, Xuan brought his arm back up to whip the hollow.
Xuan was currently telling Sablya about how he was the one who needed a lesson in etiquette. With that, the tantrum increased. He kicked and flailed his arms about him. It was easier for him to just throw a tantrum than to get up and fight. After all, who hit children? (Apparently Xuan).
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! You need a lesson in etiquette you shithead!"
Finally, Xuan talked about when the serum would wear off because Alexei was easier to deal with. Well, it was true. Sablya Tigra admitted that his host was a lot more docile. However, he could feel the Russian beginning to take more of a hold. Maybe the serum was wearing off. A crack formed on the mask as Xuan's attack slashed his chest. Great, just what he needed, another fucking scar.
"Speak of the devil, seems that serum is wearing itself off right about now. Welp, I guess I'll go. I'd love to call you something, but I can't think of one for "t.""
With that, the mask broke even further and fell apart to the sides. Feeling rather exhausted, Alexei looked up at Xuan. He managed a small smile before looking at his chest. He had more cuts. Figuring Sablya Tigra had gone overboard, the Vizard harbored no ill will towards Xuan. He scooted back a little and sat up. Giving an innocent look up to Xuan he cleared the tension in his throat; Sablya Tigra was a yeller.
Finally, the hollow's mask cracked, and Xuan was left with the vizard boy. He considered just going on with his assault, but instead paused, giving Szayel room to give him orders. After all, that hollow needed a beating. And though Xuan hated to admit it, Alexei didn't - he was just as obedient as they needed him to be. Maybe a little more. He was the sort that liked having orders to follow, Xuan gathered.
"Hello, Xuan-san."
"Xuan," rang a speaker overhead, "That's enough. Bring our guest to the laboratory."
Xuan huffed. The door opened, and once again he started to wrap his whip. He had no fear that the boy would run from him, and injurring him just wasn't entertaining if there was no reaction. Instead, he started to walk. "You heard Szayel-sama. Come with me."
Nevermind that the boy's injuries would surely make following difficult, Xuan didn't really care. If the boy didn't follow, Xuan could always drag him across the floor. Not that he wanted to. That seemed like too much work.
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Alexei heard Szayel ordered Xuan to bring him to the laboratory. With a small grin, the Vizard outstretched his arm for assistance. Getting up would prove to be difficult alone. However, Xuan simply walked out as the door opened up. Smile fading, Alexei wiggled his way back to the wall. He would have to slide up the wall and follow Xuan. He began to push himself up the wall with his legs and arms. It was slow work but it showed signs of working. He was halfway to his feet when Xuan called out to him.
"You heard Szayel-sama. Come with me."
Making a small shove against the wall, Alexei was able to stand upright. He took small, slow steps following after Xuan. If he took too large steps he was definitely fall flat on his face. And that would make him good to no one.
"One moment Xuan-san."
He continued this slow, labored walking until he was right behind Xuan. Alexei looked at him cheerfully and put a little spring in his step. His face tweaked a little in pain and then he had to slow his pace as a sorts. That hurt...just a little. Xuan obviously had to hurt him quite extensively.
"So, Xuan-san, I'm guessing Sablya Tigra gave you a rough time. You really had to put him down."
Eventually the boy caught up with Xuan, who knew by now that they were headed towards the only open door, which was just down the hall. It was always just down the hall whenever Szayel wasn't pissed at him.
"So, Xuan-san," Alexei asked as he struggled to hide a pained cringe, "I'm guessing Sablya Tigra gave you a rough time. You really had to put him down."
Xuan appeared bored, his lids drooping as he slipped his hands into his pockets. His whip was already coiled and at his waist, so there was no need to hold it. It was amusing that the boy thought Xuan needed a reason to attack his hollow. "Oh, I didn't have to do anything. I did enjoy it quite a bit though."
Just at the end of the hall was an open door, one which Xuan knew led to the laboratory. Szayel stood inside, and could be seen from the waist down, leaning over a counter. Perhaps he was preparing more syringes. As Xuan entered, he nodded at the table and leaned against the edge. "Hello, Szayel-sama."
"You're too passionate, Xuan-kun," Szayel murmured past a smirk. With a syrupy drawl, he turned to Alexei and cooed, "I'm sure Alexei-kun isn't very comfortable."
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"Oh, I didn't have to do anything. I did enjoy it quite a bit though."
Alexei gave a small nod to Xuan as he said this. It was true, Sablya Tigra could get rather annoying. Figuring the hollow had probably deserved this punishment, Alexei didn't bother getting upset at this. The pain didn't bother him too much and only really made him not walk so well. He looked down the hall and saw that they were nearing the end of the hallway.
"I know what you mean Xuan-san, Sablya Tigra can be rather annoying. I should know; I have to live with him." The answer to the question you're thinking of is yes, that was Alexei's idea of small talk. He just didn't want this walk to pass in awkward silence. Once they entered the lab, they could only see Szayel from behind. Alexei had no idea what he was doing but Xuan seemed to know. Eventually, Szayel turned to face him with a syringe in his hand.
"I'm sure Alexei-kun isn't very comfortable."
"Oh no, I'm fine. The cuts will heal up on their own and I'll be fine. Do you need more samples for something Szayel-sama?"
"I expected that you would voice any objections, Szayel-sama," Xuan murmured, his smirk fading. He still appeared bored, but it was about as earnest as the man could get. Szayel smirked. Perhaps Xuan didn't ask for permission, but by now he had learned well enough.
"No, I meant to assess your condition. Sit down," Szayel said, waving the syringe above his head as though it were all very obvious. He smirked to the boy, and then looked to Xuan. "Xuan-kun, you aren't a subject. What are you doing on that lab table?"
The white-haired arrancar frowned, but straightened up nonetheless. It was better to do what Szayel wanted. Besides, that man was giddy. It was better to just keep him in that mood. After all, the man had just completed a serum and had successfully located a new test subject who he could collect at a later date. Xuan was even a little envious.
"Go, go, I'm sure you've other things to do," Szayel said, still smiling. Xuan frowned, but walked out without a word. The door closed behind him.
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