step one - arrival

[hijackdestiny]

I looked around myself and wondered where exactly I was, what I was doing there, and why I wasn't dead. .. Then I wondered why I was saying everything that I was thinking, and doing, out loud.

... Sharee?

Something like this would have been over the top, even for her, but I didn't know who else it could have been. Another weaver, maybe? I also

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[notacontractor]

He wasn't sure why he even care enough to reply, but all of this talking out loud was making him want to stab the souls out of everyone who walked by and gave him strange looks. Not that they hadn't before, but they were all lesser than himself and if they got too close, he took care of them easily enough. It was better when he could not be seen, especially when people asked him how he had made his costume look so realistic, or "Hey buddy, you're too late for Halloween" but like the rest, it was just one stab of his hand and their souls were taken as his.

You're in Template. No, I don't know why this is happening or who is causing it. But it is incredibly infuriating.

At least this was better than being a girl and way too small. Though not by much.

[hijackdestiny]

I took one look at the strange looking man and had to wonder how he'd come up on me without me noticing. I was curious as well as to what exactly he was supposed to be. He didn't look like anything I'd ever seen.

Template?

The name didn't sound familiar to me, so I figured I might as well as for clarification.

And where exactly is that?

[notacontractor]

I was beginning to want to just take this pathetic human's soul like the others and be done with it. Yet on further thought, not just yet. Not like there was much else to do and it was about time humans started listening to a high member of the Espada.

Yes. Template is where I have been taken to through a Caja Negacion. Most others here, who have arrived much like yourself, are dead. Others are from another Template.

I kept my hands in my pockets, relatively calm and as expressionless as always. Let this human wonder.

Template has no set place. Meaning, no one knows where this place is exactly.

[hijackdestiny]

I had no idea who this guy was, nor did I relish the idea of him somehow making off with my soul, but if he was going to give me answers I would listen. For now, anyway. Then I'd probably get the hell away and stay that way.

Wait, what?

How does someone arrive in a city if they're dead?

[notacontractor]

Clearly this human was a moron, because I had to repeat myself. Not only that, but if I did decide to take his soul, I would do it no matter what. He should be glad I'm bothering to give him answers at all. Foolish. He probably would not have even noticed myself otherwise. My reiatsu would have been too much.

You die, you come here. That is how someone arrives in this city if they're dead. You appeared at the cathedral, did you not?

[hijackdestiny]

I didn't much appreciate being talked down to like I was trash, but I'd learned long ago to ignore it and get the most use out of a person that I could. So I did.

Yeah, I did.

And that automatically means I'm dead? Then why am I here? It doesn't look like Hell at all.

I was never big on the whole religion thing, but Hell was looking a lot more likely at the moment than anywhere else.

[notacontractor]

Figures the human is so used to being spoken down to like trash. Especially when it is clear he is around the Espada like myself, and being looked down upon is the least he should be worried about.

Indeed. I don't know why you are here, nor do I even care. But I will tell you, this is not Hell. I was in 'Hell' as one thousand souls before I became an arrancar. This City is clearly nothing but a waste of time.

[hijackdestiny]

As odd as everything was seeming it was, unfortunately, making a fair amount of sense.

.. Can't argue that.

[notacontractor]

Finally the human starts to speak sense.

Of course you cannot argue with that.

[hijackdestiny]

Seemed like that was about as useful as the guy was going to get.

Well, thanks for that.