The 5th - Fraccion [Accidental Video and Voice Post]
[The camera is angled awkwardly, facing nothing clear, but instead two shadows that appear to circle it rapidly. As low growling crosses the silence, the PCD focus suddenly jolts, having apparently being picked up and settled aside; the scene is nothing pretty, two large white feathered creatures appear to have caught Ulquiorra's interest and shuffle back and forward while the Espada keeps quiet, unmoving.]
Hn. Interesting, I could use these.
[There is a pause before one of the monsters chooses to strike, advacing upon Ulquiorra with it's mouth white open and claws stretched out. It's teeth meet his arm's skin, being apparently unable of breaking it, causing the creature the flail helplessly for a moment before falling to the floor, it's chest punctured by Ulquiorra's other arm, which now drips blood all over the floor. He then turns to the other one, which seems to have strided backwards as if afraid.]
You're next.
[It gazes toward the Arrancar, before lunging forward, feathered wings open forward, but this time before it can get close enough to bite, Ulquiorra appears to have flash-stepped and already has one hand wrapped around it's throat, forcefully shoving the thing against the dusty floor.]
You will submit.
[Even as it raises itself again, limping slightly, the creature head bows, promply folding it's white wings and laying down again. There's a victorous snort from Ulquiorra.]
Yes. You will be useful keeping them secure.
Hn. Interesting, I could use these.
[There is a pause before one of the monsters chooses to strike, advacing upon Ulquiorra with it's mouth white open and claws stretched out. It's teeth meet his arm's skin, being apparently unable of breaking it, causing the creature the flail helplessly for a moment before falling to the floor, it's chest punctured by Ulquiorra's other arm, which now drips blood all over the floor. He then turns to the other one, which seems to have strided backwards as if afraid.]
You're next.
[It gazes toward the Arrancar, before lunging forward, feathered wings open forward, but this time before it can get close enough to bite, Ulquiorra appears to have flash-stepped and already has one hand wrapped around it's throat, forcefully shoving the thing against the dusty floor.]
You will submit.
[Even as it raises itself again, limping slightly, the creature head bows, promply folding it's white wings and laying down again. There's a victorous snort from Ulquiorra.]
Yes. You will be useful keeping them secure.