[Bitp:R] Hueco Mundo

[riccaru]

"It is not just about doing what you are told. That is not discipline, but simple servitude."

Von Geister turns around, a white, segmented stalk topped by an eye growing from the floor near his feet, and then turning back to the fight behind him.

"It is about efficiency, respect, focus, and most of all, decorum."

"And what I see... This kind of... Foreplay, is most definitely not a problem in Mei's sector, but that, added to the growing disrespect for the Septima, who is our gracious host today, shows a lack of discipline, of social etiquette, that is truly, truly unbecoming of those who are nobility within my domain."

"Thank you for the kind words, Geister. I'd like it to be known hat anyone is welcome within the sector of the Septima. I hold no grudges like others do."

A flash of sonido brings Sereg to stand near Genoveva and Geister. It almost seemed like a manner to put himself above the others. Not that he'd do such a thing.

[Draken]

"You are not without fault yourself, Arturo. The fraccion are nobility as much as the espada, your treatment of them, up to and including not providing them with accomodations, is an outrage. I will expect-"

About then, a Shrimp walks out of a garganta into the skybox, and Von Geister's attention turns to it.

"Oh, a message from Renee, this can wait."

Von Geister picks the shrimp up by the collar, lifting it up to face level, and then drops it onto a gaping maw on the floor (or more specifically, a maw on the living blight), which closes around the thing with the sound of crushed bones.

"Looks like a good crop this time around... Hmm... This is interesting."

Still mostly talking alone, Von Geister turns to the door and makes his way out.

[InyutheBeatIs]

Pico glances at the scene, before noticing that Von Geister...just ate that Shrimp? Seriously?

After Von Geister walks out, Pico looks around the room. "...Can somebody tell me...what just happened?" He seems genuinely confused.

[KnightDisciple]

Vicente had remained silent during the Ghost King's speeches, choosing to merely show deferential body language to Von Geister.

At the scolding of Sereg, he let himself laugh internally. But then the shrimp arrived.

"I believe the Queen used the Shrimp to pass on a message. His consumption is what let him learn the information, I'd wager."

He stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"As for the "crop"...I suspect he is referring to the Mortal World. Perhaps there are promising souls that the Queen is monitoring? I know she often finds herself in the Mortal World observing this or that. Beyond that...I can't say. I can only speculate."

A slightly wicked grin grew.

"Perhaps I should work on my cloak a bit...I'd like to observe this "crop" myself if I have the chance."

[InyutheBeatIs]

Pico looks strangely at Vicente as he talks. He then shakes his heads, pulls out one of his wrapped-up khopeshes, and starts flipping it in the air, catching it by the handle every time. "Don't get too excited, Four-eyes. I still want my share of whatever "crop" is down there, whatever that means."

He catches the khopesh at this point, but instead of flipping it back, sets it down to rest on his leg. Pico grins and chuckles. Maybe I should go pay a visit to the Queen while I'm down there getting booze... He then scowls for some reason. That...would be a horrible idea and you know it.

[KnightDisciple]

Vicente shakes his head.

"I do not wish to attack or consume any of them. I do not even wish to interact with them. At this time, I merely wish to observe and record. To increase my knowledge base. I would not dare touch the crop of the Ghost King and Queen."

[InyutheBeatIs]

Pico rests his chin in his hand at this point, narrowing his eyes slightly at Vicente. He's gone back to flipping the khopesh in the air boredly. "What do they plan to do with those pests anyways? Are they trying to make Super-Arrancar or somethin'?"

[Kuroimaken]

Serazel observed with interest as Zod Von Geister ate information. Craning his neck slightly to the side, much in the same manner of a bird, he pondered absent-mindedly, "It's really a wonder that the Queen has managed to avoid detection of any kind while being in the Mortal World for so long. When was the last time we ever saw Her Majesty in public? Truly, the rulers of Las Noches make us Arrancar pale in comparison."

[Terry576]

Cecilia's smile returns.

"Not really. Viatrix still runs that Neutral Shop of hers, remember? It's not like we can't just pop in and buy a gigai, it's that the Ghost King doesn't want us to be in an open state of war."

[Kuroimaken]

"Gigai or no, the Queen is the Queen. Anyone knowing what to look out for would definitely spot an Arrancar at some point... And that's not to mention feeding. Even I wouldn't be able to hide myself for long - I can't keep my Reiatsu suppressed all the time, you know." He gazed at Vicente for a moment. There was something about the Cuarta's fraccion that he'd come to respect in the short while he's had to interact with the arrancar. Perhaps it was the fact Vicente had somehow managed to identify his position in the heat of a battle despite the fact Sereg could not.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Serazel observed with interest as Zod Von Geister ate information. Craning his neck slightly to the side, much in the same manner of a bird, he pondered absent-mindedly, "It's really a wonder that the Queen has managed to avoid detection of any kind while being in the Mortal World for so long. When was the last time we ever saw Her Majesty in public? Truly, the rulers of Las Noches make us Arrancar pale in comparison."

Ivaz sighs a little. I would hope they do. That's why they rule over us, and not the other way around.

She stands up and stretches out a little. I wouldn't mind a little trip to the Mortal World, if I can. She grins. Always could use a change of scenery.

[Dorizzit]

Fortunato

Fortunato has more or less remained silent throughout the various happenings, staying in his seat and watching the proceedings with his typical cold, observant detachment. His interest, however, is piqued by Von Geister's consumption of the shrimp and subsequent mention of a "crop." Whatever that was, it sounded interesting. Especially if it involved mortal mediums. Mortals were so much less predictable than Shinigami or Arrancar (barring a few notable exceptions), in spite of, or because of, their short lives. Already a half dozen plots and schemes begin to form in his mind, even without knowing any solid facts.

Despite this, the only external show of his interest is a turn of his head to look at Von Geister, hardly an unusual action.

[Frozen_Feet]

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"Aww shucks, you're making me blush." Canguro chuckled, her eyes not visible behind her helm, but her head was tilted up look at him with a smile "It's a good thing I was up in the air whent he Septima fired that Cero though, would've gotten off much worse if I was closer."

The new Fraccion cocked her head to the side as she was lowered, watching Lalita curiously as he opened the secret passage. She made a mental note to remember where it was as she was picked back up and the two of them dropped down into his room, shifting a bit as she was laid down on the bed.

"Alright... I'll just be waiting here." Canguro watched him leave through the door, her eyes quickly scanning the room before turning her gaze upward to stare at herself in the mirror above the bed. Still in her released form, the bleeding from her leg wasn't as bad as it had been in the arena, several cuts rinning along her right leg. She vaugely wondered if anyone would slip and fall in the skybox, what will all the blood from the Septima cutting off his arm and her wounded leg.

"Hm... I have to get one of these..." She said about the mirror as she stared up at it, wondering if she'd be getting her own room in the Palacio like Lalita now that she was a Fraccion.

The throne room door gives a small squeak as Lalita steps back into his apartment, now dressed in his flawlessly white kimono again. He's carrying a small, plastic box filled to brim with bandages and other first-aid supplies. "I'm back, Miss", he says cheerily. "Now, would you mind turning back to your human form before we continue?"

He puts the box on the mahogany table, then disappears into his kitchen for a moment. There's brief sound of running water and a faint click - soon after, familiar scent of tea starts floating into the room. Lalita hops back to the main room and starts rummaging throught the box's contents.

"Say, Miss Canguro, what do you think of the Espada?"

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Gwen stuck the lamppost into the sand with great force and fell backward, defeated. She lay down on the cold white sand of Hueco Mundo. The arrancar blew a few stray strand of hair from her eyes. "That's a low blow, Post-San. We got into this situation 'cause the only one that sucks more than me at that garglewhatever is you. We might end up in a volcano or underwater or something." Gwen rolled over onto her stomach, lying the side of her face on the sand as she looked at the lamppost. "I think we've traveled enough for now. We'll start again when morning-

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We'll start again later."

"Ah, but it was you who wanted to see the city of eternal light", the voice retorts back. "I would've preferred us to stay in the land of the living. But if you don't want to go, we won't." Then it falls silent as Gwen throws herself on the sands.

"Yes. Later. Rest well, Gwen."

[InyutheBeatIs]

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Pico goes back to watching the fight, seeing as everybody was busy talking about His and Her Majesty.

At this point, the fight seems to have had a bit of a lull in it, so Pico kept himself busy by flipping a wrapped-up khopesh into the air and catching it by the handle. He shifted himself on the arm of the chair to where he was more facing the arena below. The lull allowed him to do a bit of thinking. Why the frak did I do that anyways? I had no reason to block that cero, and several Espada here can reflect it just by staring at it hard enough. Besides, you put her on as a Fraccion because she was tough. She can handle herself...

Damn impulses, making me do stupid crap...

God, I could use a pack of smokes right about now. And some nudity that has no meaning.

...I wonder how Cecilia looks naked...

Yes, that's how his brain works most of the time.

[Kuroimaken]

"I'd offer to accompany you, Ivaz-san, but I fear that without me around the Octava's palacio will become uninhabitable in a matter of hours. Mei-sama would see to it by fooling around, I'm sure."

[InyutheBeatIs]

Pico was toying around with some rather...interesting ideas involving Cecilia, a pole, and rope when Serazel spoke up about Mei. Thus, he wiped the stupid grin he had on his face and looked towards him. "Say, where is Mei anyways? She busy screwing with that Shinigami pet of hers still?"

[Kuroimaken]

"The last I saw Mei-sama, she was at her Palacio. I dare not wonder what she was doing."

[InyutheBeatIs]

"The last I saw Mei-sama, she was at her Palacio. I dare not wonder what she was doing."

Pico scoffs. "Not too hard to imagine, though. Couldn't she bring some of her playthings over here so she can at least keep appearances. I mean, they're still gonna be freaky when she gets back, it's not like she'll miss anything."

[Kuroimaken]

"What purpose would that serve? Everyone knows her reputation well."

[InyutheBeatIs]

"What purpose would that serve? Everyone knows her reputation well."

"Yeah, yeah. I know that." Pico shrugs. "I've got nothing."

[KnightDisciple]

Vicente smirks slightly.

"You've got nothing, or you're not getting any?"

He takes a sip from his beer. If not for that, Pico could be sure the man was smirking at him.

[InyutheBeatIs]

Vicente smirks slightly.

"You've got nothing, or you're not getting any?"

He takes a sip from his beer. If not for that, Pico could be sure the man was smirking at him.

For that, Vicente gets a bottlecap flicked at the back of his head. From Pico, it will smart if it hits. Whatever the result is, Pico glares. "Neither. I've got a lot and getting it regular enough, as several people can tell ya!"

[KnightDisciple]

Vicente doesn't flinch. It wasn't painful enough for his dignity to allow him to express that pain.

"Oh? Which people should I ask?"

[InyutheBeatIs]

Vicente doesn't flinch. It wasn't painful enough for his dignity to allow him to express that pain.

"Oh? Which people should I ask?"

"...You really wanna know? Then ask..." Only instead of ellipses, he rattles off quite a few names of various women that he has "been with". If he doesn't have a name, he describes her. However, he leaves out the ones that have walked in on him while he was "being with" them. After he's done, he takes a sip of beer before continuing talking. "There. Now you know who to ask."

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ivaz stares at Pico for a moment, grinning. She turns to Vicente.

Wanna take bets on how many are made up?

[KnightDisciple]

Ivaz stares at Pico for a moment, grinning. She turns to Vicente.

Wanna take bets on how many are made up?

Vicente looks over to Ivaz thoughtfully.

"Hm. Well, I obviously plan to do some investigation. What terms are you thinking for the bet?"

[Kuroimaken]

"My guess is all of them."

Then Serazel has an epiphany.

"Perhaps a more interesting bet would be... who can pick up the most women more easily, Pico or Vicente? For the purposes of this bet, the Octava's dominium is off-limits."

[KnightDisciple]

Vicente barely manages not to spit the mouthful he'd just started to swallow.

"Define..."pick up"."

One eyebrow is heavily arched at Serazel.

[InyutheBeatIs]

At this point, Pico had enough. Ivaz, Vicente, and Serazel get bottlecaps flicked at their heads. He isn't that picky about their targets this time. "All of them are real! Believe me when I tell you, I don't have a reason to lie about my sex-life. Now, some of them might be dead, but I did all of them."

He then perks up at the contest. "Go on..." He has a rather wicked gleam. He has an ace up his sleeve...

[riccaru]

At this point, Pico had enough. Ivaz, Vicente, and Serazel get bottlecaps flicked at their heads. He isn't that picky about their targets this time. "All of them are real! Believe me when I tell you, I don't have a reason to lie about my sex-life. Now, some of them might be dead, but I did all of them."

He then perks up at the contest. "Go on..." He has a rather wicked gleam. He has an ace up his sleeve...

At this Sereg sighs, dropping his head into his hand heavily. "Take it elsewhere, children. All betting in my sector should be about arena matches, not play-dates. You disgrace both yourselves and I with this little 'game'. Not to mention Pico would win without much effort. Unless you count creations a s women. Then Vincente would be all over it." He never looks up from his hand.