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Post by Bleach Leader on Aug 7, 2014 13:16:43 GMT -6
7th Espada; Býleistr Vacanze |
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Aug 29, 2014 14:12:54 GMT -6
"The Hunt":Vacanze sat perched on the railing of his room in his sector of Las Noches, the hood of his coat off so his red streaked black hair and red eyes showed brightly like fire in the night sky. Lots of things had been going on recently in the palace, none of which escaped his notice. He peered around the landscape of the palace with eyes like a hawk. He could account for every single life form in Las Noches; where it was and who it was with. The problem was, he didn't care much for what went on in the palace, nor what either person was doing. All this information was useless to him. That was, unless he was ordered to do something with it. Which he hadn't. In fact, he wasn't under any sort of orders at the moment. Which is why he had been sitting like a bird on a perch for the past handful of hours. The only thing that pertained to him at the moment was the up and coming meeting of Espada. But he still had a few more hours to go until that came around. So there is sat... watching and waiting like a hawk looking for its next catch.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2014 16:13:24 GMT -6
"Septima," came a monotone voice he was well familiar with as Ulquiorra appeared behind him.
"We have work to do." The Fourth's gaze followed his own over landscape below for a few moments then spoke on. Aizen-sama is highly displeased that two women who acted against Lady Yumiko have escaped. We are to find them and confine them at Szayel's until the meeting. There, they will be punished."
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Aug 29, 2014 16:21:39 GMT -6
Vacanze glanced at the Quatro over his shoulder. He nodded and turned on the railing, standing up to his feet. He reached back and pulled his hood up over his face. He walked into the room and grabbed his sword off of its mantle above his bed. He turned back to Ulquiorra.
"Let's go."
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2014 16:36:33 GMT -6
Ulquiorra nodded and joined the Septima as he left his quarters.
"We are only to harm them to the point necessary for capture," he clarified. "Octava might even force feed them potions to return them to perfect health when we deliver them, so their pain can be complete at the meeting."
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Aug 29, 2014 16:43:20 GMT -6
"One arrow each will suffice," he said in monotone. He didn't offer anything more than that.
It didn't matter who they were hunting. When they were found, they both would automatically earn themselves each one of his arrows. And that would be the end of it. He would carry back their screaming, writhing bodies if the situation called for it.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2014 16:50:15 GMT -6
Ulquiorra didn't respond. There was no need. Vacanze and himself worked best with few words or silence. That was why they were the perfect team.
The Cuarto fell in step next to Septima, waiting for their prey to surface. It wouldn't take long. It never did with the archer on the hunt.
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Aug 29, 2014 17:02:44 GMT -6
After a short while of venturing the palace, they found themselves outside of the inner, just below the canopy. Vacanze knew exactly who they were hunting. Given that, it was very easy for him to pick out their reiatsu amongst the wide, sandy plane underneath the canopy. His senses pointed him in the direction of the edge of the canopy, towards the far end of the palace.
They were trying to escape. He turned and led Ulquiorra in that direction.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2014 17:19:22 GMT -6
Ulquiorra's eyes narrowed. Both espada leapt into sonido, the Cuarto taking the lead with his winged release. The Numeros must have sensed them coming because a whirlwind of dust shot up in the way before two bright bolts of ceros. Ulquiorra rolled his eyes and deflected one with his bare hand. He vanished and then appeared in front of the two.
One clearly bore welts on her arms. The redhead's ripped clothing probably hid her own marks.
"Surrender."
Their faces twisted into twin grimaces, whirling around.
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Aug 29, 2014 17:37:17 GMT -6
Vacanze looked upon the whirling sandstorm. He couldn't see through it, however he could tell exactly where the two were by their flaring reiatsu. He scoffed to himself. They were making this way too easy. As Ulquiorra kept them distracted, Vacanze drew his sword.
"Pierce and incinerate, Lanza del Diablo."
Vacanze was covered in white bone, his hawk like mask covering his eyes and nose, red markings covering it. His sandals turned into knee high boots. Armor and guards covered his chest and arms. In his right hand was a black and red bow.
He raised it horizontally, aiming it at the whirlwind of sand. He placed his other hand on the bow and suddenly an arrow made entirely of fire appeared in the notch. He pulled back and let it fly. When it flew through the whirlwind, it set the sand on fire, creating a fire storm. In the chaos, blood curdling screaming could be heard.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2014 17:57:08 GMT -6
Flying above, Ulquiorra followed the storm, waiting. He thrust his hand into the fire storm and tossed the one caught in it out, flinging her to the cold sand. She whimpered in a wretched ball. He had no pity. Another scream echoed across the desolate landscape as Septima's arrow found the second. It was the redhead. Ulquiorra landed. Snarling, she lashed whips from her claws and formed a new cero. Not bothering to blink, the Fourth backhanded her and let the cero fly into the air. She fell at his feet.
"Fool. Showing your teeth to one much stronger than you. In another time, your talent would mean nothing. I would devour you." As the fire storm died out and Vacanze joined him, he added. "Now, Aizen-sama will."
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Aug 29, 2014 18:22:47 GMT -6
"Pathetic prey," Vacanze seemed to growl. "Hardly worth my time."
He grabbed the redhead by the collar and pulled her behind him as he turned towards the way they came. She ranted and raved, pulling at his arm until Vacanze had had enough. He took the blade of his hands and struck hey on the back of the neck, knocking her out cold. He continued on, not looking back as he tossed her dead weight over his shoulder.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2014 19:35:21 GMT -6
"That might change with the meeting," the Fourth murmured, tossing the burnt one over his own shoulder.
Vacanze nodded silently and led the way back. Ulquiorra fell in next to him, completely deaf to the girl on his shoulder shaking and crying.
Moved
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Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Sept 10, 2014 15:58:01 GMT -6
Warning: Adult Content
"Feeding the Demon (continued)
Vacanze appeared on the balcony of his chambers, still holding onto Azayaka. He walked through into the room closing and locking the balcony doors behind him. He pulled the curtains shut and walked over to the mammoth bed on the left side of the room. As he went to set her down, she practically clawed her way out of his arms and onto the bed, moving up towards the headboard. He resisted the urge to laugh at her sudden "change." He understood why she was forcing herself to do this, but that didn't make it any less desperate in his eyes. She didn't want a damn thing from him, in all honesty. But if she didn't let him take her, her hollow would continue to make her suffer.
He moved over to the door that led into his room and locked it, moving over to the door to the living room and locking it as well. When he turned back to Azayaka, she was still hugging the headboard. He walked forward, back to the bed, reaching for the clasp on his coat. As he unclasped the clip and slid his coat from his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, he saw her chest rise and fall rapidly.
"You think you are Lord Aizen's mirror reflection," he said as he stopped at the foot of the bed. He paused before crawling up halfway, inching towards her. "Maybe that's true to a great degree. But not entirely. You have more heart than you credit yourself with. Lord Aizen is a merciless and harsh leader. You are too in many ways. However you feel many more emotions than he does. You are capable of feeling more than he does."
"Go to hell!" She roared at him.
He grabbed her wrists and pulled her forward towards him so she was on her back in front of him. "This is hell, my Lady."
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Sept 10, 2014 16:23:01 GMT -6
As she was pulled forward, the bottom of her dress rode up past her waist, revealing her black, lace panties. Her legs were draped over his thighs as he was knelt on his knees, hovering above her, looking down. He kept her wrists in his hands. His eyes were both hungry and determined. Though she wasn't exactly sure what his determination was veered toward.
"Why are you doing this?"
"You asked for it, didn't you?" That was his only response.
"That doesn't mean I want it. I just want my hollow to stop making my life miserable," she pulled on her wrists. He wasn't letting her go anywhere.
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