A Sandy Showing (open)

[Zephyros]

Allah's smile was not removed from his face, even with the burst of power that whipped past him; throwing his hair around due to its gravity and velocity. His head tilts to the side with his unphased smile still planted firmly on his face. "Ah, I see now. Very well. I will not try to further insult you, Fuego."

Allah digs around into his pocket and then takes out a small diamond of the purest white. Within this diamond was a flame composed of purple light. A string was around this diamond, and Allah gently placed the string over his neck, allowing the diamond to drop snugly over his bare chest.

"So tell me, Fuego, what brings you to the human world? You do not strike me as one to hunt the souls of humans just for the fun of it."

[red]

Fuego shrugged. "That is negative. I didn't come to hunt souls," Fuego said in a monotone with no emotion in his voice whatsoever. Another breeze blew Fuego's hair out of his face, revealing even more of the milky-white mask fragment that resembled a bandage. Both of his hands slipped back into his jacket's pockets.

Shifting his feet in the sand slightly, Fuego proceeded to answer his question, but stopped himself, seeing that this human may have been thinking something he didn't want to be a part of. He kept his hands in his pockets as he responded to him once more, his expression and tone still lacking in any form of emotion.

"Before I answer your question, I told you my name. It's common curtousy to give your own name if you ask for someone else's. So either you are more of an oafish giant than I previously assumed, or you're simply rude." Fuego didn't see a need to say anything beyond that. He didn't see a need to say, "What's your name," or anything like that.

[Zephyros]

"Before I answer your question, I told you my name. It's common curtousy to give your own name if you ask for someone else's. So either you are more of an oafish giant than I previously assumed, or you're simply rude."

Allah's eyes opened and his smile began to quake. As desperately as he tries to hold it, he loses the battle against his laughter knowing full well that he was only going to further infuriate the Arrancar before him. "I'm sorry!" He apologizes several times in the heat of his laughter.

Finally, he begins to calm quarrel his laughter into tiny snickers and giggles before slowly regaining his composure. "It would seem you truly lose yourself when angered, my dear Fuego, or else you would recall that I have already given my name to you. It was just as I offered you that ice cream cone that you so brashly threw back at me, not that I was offended by this. I understand how anger works. We sometimes do things without though; we shouldn't hold others at fault for occurrences such as these, but who am I to give you a lesson like this. Surely one who is over six hundred years of age has come to terms with human nature."

His pleasant smile returns, along with another peace offering; the ice cream cone he offered previously. "Do not think I am trying to win you over, it is just that this weather is starting o get to me and it would not seem right if I were to enjoy a cool and refreshing treat such as this without offering one to you."

It was strange how much control he had over his emotions, his constitution, his smiles, hos words. So many who have tried to mimic his control have all met embarrassing failures at their own faults, yet he has perfected it to an art virtually. Upon further retrospect, one would never think of Allah as the type to harbor ill feelings for anything or to hold on to double-motives. He does, occasionally get a tad over zealous about certain things and certain situations, but this is to be expected from all humans. He may have his moments, but he is still simply Allah, through and through.

[red]

Fuego clenched his fists tightly, glaring at Allah, a vein on his forhead and a psychotic grin that practicly stretched from ear to ear that meant he was infuriated showed as Allah laughed. As he continued to speak what sounded like utter nonsense to Fuego, his raged was pushed down momentarily as Fuego's tightly clenched fists sat in his pockets and he waited a little longer for him to stop his blabbering so he could give him what for.

The words, "My dear Fuego," gave him his idea. This guy was going down. The ice cream? This guy never learned. He waited for him to shut up, regaining his calm composure and his expression void of emotion and waited for him to stop speaking. The moment he did, the second calamity happened.

"Monstruo tonto del gigante," Fuego said in a voice that was calm and void of emotion for a moment before his rage exploded and he jumped up and kicked at Allah's head like it was a soccer ball and he was trying to knock a goaly through the net.

"Don't you compare me to you humans," He said, landing as a puff of sand flew up as he slammed his feet into the ground for a landing.

[Zephyros]

"Monstruo tonto del gigante," Fuego said in a voice that was calm and void of emotion for a moment before his rage exploded and he jumped up and kicked at Allah's head like it was a soccer ball and he was trying to knock a goaly through the net.

Allah's eyes never left Fuego's, nor did his smile leave his face as he calmly lifted his free left hand and blocked the kick with his open palm. A magician's hand was always swift and ready to be drawn, almost like a sword rests in its scabbard, waiting to be released into battle.

"Don't you compare me to you humans,"

Allah's eyes closed in another pleasant smile as his hand dropped back down to his side, and then he removed the ice cream from in front of Fuego's face and stood up, easily towering over the small Arrancar. "Very well. Too bad though, this ice cream is very tasty." He gives the frozen treat a calm lick and hums in pleasure before his gray eyes shift in a sideways look, tauntingly leering towards the Arrancar.

"So then what brings you to the human world if you are not here to hunt for souls? Is it to cause some type of calamity or destruction, or are you just taking a vacation from the White Desert?" It must have been odd for the Arrancar to hear this human reference the White Desert. It was far from common knowledge about the worlds beyond and someone like him should have no knowledge of such things, yet here he was talking about it as if he had visited the place before.

[red]

"Negative, I avoid that world like the plague," Fuego said placing his hands back into his pockets. It was true. Shinigami didn't particuarly like him because of the hollow he was, and most other arrancar would've loved to see him dead. He didn't have the time, nor the patience, for such a waste of time. After he left Aizen there were even a few who tried to recruit him back, although he said, "Negative" and continued on his way.

"If I were here to cause a calamity I would have killed you, and a lot of other giants, a long time ago. If I were here for human souls, we wouldn't still be talking here. If I were taking what that was you called a 'vacation,' then I wouldn't be spending it around humans that's for certain."

This human's not out of the loop about Hueco Mundo. Interesting, but not enough to make me want to stay here.

Feugo ignored the taunting gaze of Allah's gray eyes, ignored the ice-cream he was eating. Arrancars didn't commonly eat ice cream. At least he had never met another who did. Arrancars ate hollows and human souls, shinigami too. He saw that this human was looking at him as if he were a child, and despite Fuego's appearence he was anything BUT a child at heart... Although his voice might've been misleading many listeners into beleiving that he was a child altogether. In the meantime, he kept a level head and didn't say anything more about this... Human.

[Zephyros]

"I wonder why you seem to not be able to tell me why it is you have come here. I must have asked you at least three times by now and the only answers I seem to receive is what you are not doing here. If one did not know better, one would think you have not thoroughly thought out a way to spend you time here in the human world. But that is just simply observation."

His calm smile flashes into a deviant smirk, and then he tastes another section of his frozen treat. The ice cream was very cooling and very relaxing. It felt like his mouth had obtained a shield from the heat that slowly expanded throughout his body. It was truly relaxing. He gives a happily relaxed sigh and then looks towards Fuego, awaiting his answer.

[red]

Fuego began to speak in his usual monotone once more, "Very well, I am here because Hueco mundo is full of giant hollows and arrancar who think themselves stronger than myself because of my size and I posess not the time nor the patience to deal with their behaivor brought on by those feelings of superiority based on size."

His face once again lacked any signs of emotions and Fuego stood completely still as another gust of wind came along. Fuego's drone-like personality was once again becoming the dominant one that showed on his expression as any other signs of personality were all gone like a helium balloon released into the sky on a windy day.

[Zephyros]

"Well well. You certainly seem like the uncaring type. I suppose I can understand how you feel in a situation such as that. Hmm, perhaps if I were in a similar situation, I would leave as well. That is a very wise instinct you have. I just might adopt it as my own."

With another taste of the ice cream, another thought wanders into Allah's mind. He smirks a but, and then turns to the tiny Arrancar before asking, "Why don't you tell me more of Hueco mundo. I would greatly appreciate learning more about it; however, I simply cannot tolerate standing in one position for long periods of time. It is a quirk of mine; I have to constantly move or I will simply explode."

He smirks before turning to walk away from the spot, but his eyes were still locked onto Fuego's. "So, will you do me this favor since it would seem that nothing else currently holds your attention?"

[red]

Fuego stood completely still, unblinking, uncaring and indifferent to this mans want to learn about Hueco mundo. In an indifferent voice that held not only no emotion but also an icy indifference, he decided he would answer the question although he didn't particuarly care. "It's a place filled with sand and hollows. There isn't much else to it besides that."

Fuego started to walk back up the dunes, refraining from sonido'ing away to see if that human had anything else to say. In a way he was quite intriged, but mostly he wanted to get away from this obnoxious human. He was a narcisist for certain and he was constantly looking down on Fuego. As he started up the dune without looking back to see if that certain someone was looking at him, he just continued on, letting sand fall behind him as he walked.