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Post by Shosei on Jan 10, 2023 17:29:15 GMT -6
Teroa snatched the book from the Espada but did not open it. "I do not sense...him..." he turned his head, glancing over his shoulder. "But, I do feel...him..." Teroa looked to the Espada once more. "I recall you having called me Teroa." He gave a devilish smile. "Am I a terror? Or, am I to be?"
"In a sense," Szayel smirked at him. "More of a great leader type you could say. Lord Aizen was revered by all--" his smirk grew wider. "And feard by many others."
"You sound like a good little submissive." Teroa retorted, his smile fading. He ran a hand through his hair, moving a few stray hair out of his face. "I am curious. I sense another hollow...He feels different from the rest of you." Teroa's smile returned. "What is his name?"
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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Jan 10, 2023 18:08:46 GMT -6
Szayel chuckled as he crossed the floor, "His name is Sada." Opening a tall, narrow cabinet on the other side of the room, he removed a blue and gold three quarter length jacket, and matching hakama. "He is--" Szayel paused in thought for a minute as he walked toward Teroa to give him the clothing. "Touchy and would rather kill you then look at you." He handed the clothing to him.
"He called every one, "Dear Dead One"" Szayel informed him.
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Post by Shosei on Jan 10, 2023 19:17:09 GMT -6
Teroa dressed himself. He moved slowly as he thought about this strange yet familiar world around him. Once old enough, the Eighth Espada had been teaching him - either waking him briefly or feeding information via speaker. He learned of the realms and their inhabitants, their powers and abilities, and the people of great importance. He learned more of those in opposition of this Sousuke Aizen.
When jolted awake, he seemed a blank slate. He remembered very little outside of the Eighth's voice. But, the longer he was awake, the more he remembered.
"Eighth, do you know what's happening outside of these walls? Can you tell me?"
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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Jan 10, 2023 19:28:03 GMT -6
Szayel shrugged. "I am not sure. One minute we were at war with the shinigami that were being held captive in the maze and the next Las Noches suffered." He scratched the side of his head. "A glitch? Maybe even a reboot."
He shrugged again and walked toward a table that had been flipped and went to pick it up. "Lord Aizen's reiatsu, along with dozens of others just disappeared. Lord Aizen will not be pleased when he returns. Two of his angels seem to have vanished as well."
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Post by Shosei on Jan 10, 2023 19:45:35 GMT -6
Running a hand over his chest, Teroa smiled. He tilted his head, smiling as he thought. The Angels... "Yumiko Ryouma and Kita Miyamoto."
"Your recall is improving. Very good, Teroa."
Teroa's smile faded quickly as he turned and looked at the Eighth. "I am not sure Teroa suits me." He closed his eyes, seeking out traces of both of the women mentioned by the Eighth. One was a Shinigami. The other human and something else. He was unsure.
"And, just what should I call you?"
Teroa opened his eyes and smiled. He picked up the book given to him by the Eighth and turned to the first page. What is this?"
"A list of names I hnd considered giving you."
"Speak them."
"Ueda. Teroa. Sachi. Shosei."
Teroa raised a hand, stopping the Eighth as he went down his list. "Shosei." He smiled.
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Post by Szayelaporro Granz on Jan 10, 2023 20:38:19 GMT -6
Szayel nodded, "a good strong name, and it suits you."Shosei looked to the Eighth, curious as to why the Espada thought he cared for his opinion. He said nothing as the Espada carried on. "Shosei, literally means "proof of life"." Szayel looked at the living breathing being in front of him. "Yes, it suits you well." Szayel smirked as he sat up another flipped lab table.Shosei smiled as he folded his arm behind his back and walked toward the door. He considered telling the Eighth where was going but decided against it. “Goodbye, Szayelaporro Granz.”Szayel turned with a raised brow watching Shosei walk toward the exit of the lab. "Leaving so soon?"
Shosei said nothing as he opened the door and exited into the garden. Szayel only shook his head. "Let's hope the boy can find his way back." He chuckled lightly as he continued to clean up his lab.--END RP-- "Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig":
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