[She may be not the best at detecting reiatsu but even she notices when the signatures coming from Las Noches change and multiply. She turns to glance behind her and when she looks back, the pair she'd been watching have vanished.]

...What the fuck?

[Even Tesla'd disappeared on her...]

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[Lock up your loved ones, there's a new Nnoitra in the Nexus.]

Oi, bitches!

[Well, he remembers this place. Vaguely, very vaguely...]

Tesla-sama?! Is this that place again?

[Well, here he is, back in the Neutral zone -- and he doesn't really give two shits about whether or not he's welcome. The white uniform of Las Noches was nowhere to be seen, and he was clad in regular human clothes now, with his hair pulled back from his face. The pile of sake beside him was helping a little to ease his current pissy mood. The ( Read more... )

[He stands stock-still against the wall of a corridor in Las Noches, about ten paces from the door to his room. Nnoitra had looked everywhere, and had interrogated everybody he had crossed paths with, and there was absolutely no sign of Tesla. Without the feeling of his reiatsu anywhere in the vicinity, there is no doubt in Nnoitra's mind that he ( Read more... )

[After raiding the kitchen of cookies that say "Grimmjow", Quinta-kun is under a shady tree enjoying the spoils of victory and just relaxing ( Read more... )

[He wakes up after a nap, leaning against a boulder in the sands of Las Noches, near the border to the Neutral Zone. Now, he's wondering why he was napping there in the first place.

Looking over, he spies Tesla lazing on the ground, sleeping too. It takes a few moments for his eyes to adjust, but soon he sees something rather strange.

Why is ( Read more... )

[Sitting at at the side of the lake in the Neutral Zone, bare feet dipping into the coolish water, was Nnoitra Jiruga. He had left his uniform back at his house, and switched to something a little more comfortable in the heat of the summer sun - he was clad in a plain white t-shirt, a pair of old torn jeans, and his long black hair was pulled back ( Read more... )

[Trapped in darkness, the muted movement of the world around him began to reemerge. The rustle of leaves in the wind grew in volume, until it dwarfed every other single sound and began to resemble roaring hail, engulfing his senses in a bitter snow storm. Like that freezing cold, that overwhelming reiatsu - he had fallen against a more than worthy ( Read more... )

[Being the arrogant fool that he is, the moment Nnoitra finds a clearing near the edge of the Neutral zone, he automatically assumes he has some privacy. Good, he needed to be alone for a little while ( Read more... )