Flocks of buildings stab into the night sky. Look up to the sky in which I can't see any stars.

Feb 04, 2010 10:30

Who: Yagami Light and Nnoitra Jiruga
When: February 4th, so early in the morning it might as well be the 3rd still.
Where: The baseball diamond
Summary: Light's extended an invitation to Nnoitra to show him what he's capable of, and speaking in person means that he's free from fear of past recordings coming to light.
Warnings: Some fighting, and ( Read more... )

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fightandfuckk February 4 2010, 09:55:01 UTC
Nnoitra arrived a split second after he sent his message, coming out of sonido in the middle of the shithole that was the arena thing. With a flick of his wrist, he sent several heads flying, using sonido again to avoid any of that acid blood shit. A creature came at him from his left and he sliced it down the middle. Two more came from behind him and he laughed, slicing through one and crushing the other's head with his bare hand. They were all fucking peons compared to the real shit he knew was lurking around, shit that had given even him a good run, but it'd been a while since he cut loose.

Nnoitra fired a series of bala, annihilating several dozen of the creepers that were trying to edge in from the sides, before firing off a cero at a big one. It cut through the tub of lard's middle and it went down with a loud splat. Nnoitra wasn't even winded. He scowled as he shoved his fist into another asshole's gut. Shit was becoming boring, so he used sonido to appear right in front of the dugout, sending a sneaky fucker that'd tried to ( ... )

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killswithapen February 4 2010, 10:08:33 UTC
From the protection of the bunker, Light watched in abject fascination. The levels of power this stranger displayed -- his speed; too fast for his eye to track, the vast weapon he weilded, and the incredible energy attacks he seemed to use with remarkable ease. They were inhuman, and if they had been able to touch a Shinigami, there was no doubt in his mind that they would be up to the task. He had to shield his eyes from the cero, even though he desperately wanted to watch, and was there a certain pressure in his presence? A weight that pressed down unyieldingly on him as though a strong man were pushing insistently down on his shoulders?

Withdrawing his hand, Light continued to watch, determined to miss as little as possible, though he couldn't keep up with most of the movement. It was incredibly violent, but the power! He wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of it ( ... )

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fightandfuckk February 4 2010, 10:17:42 UTC
Well. That was true. He was pretty fucking memorable, wasn't he? Nnoitra grinned. "Maybe they fucked with yer memories, but I saw ya in paradise before I was dragged t' this shithole."

Nnoitra cut two more bitches that thought they could take him, then turned away to fire a cero out into the field. Fuckers were relentless.

"Well, whatever. Let's blow this place," Nnoitra said, rolling his eye. He was already fucking tired of the annoying weakasses flocking to them. He'd see what this guy was all about then kill him. Or not. Depended on his mood.

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killswithapen February 5 2010, 06:01:42 UTC
In paradise? That wasn't possible either, not when Light didn't believe in Heaven or Hell. No. It didn't matter if this man thought he'd seen him elsewhere -- there was no such thing as paradise, and even if there was... No. Clearly in the way he spoke, and the ease with which Light had manipulated his arrival, this man was lacking a few brain cells to make up for his unbelievable strength. It wouldn't be the first time.

"Of course."

Carefully he drew himself out of the bunker, skirting around the pools of blood. A few splashes had burned through his suit trousers, ruining them -- well, that was a good start. "I'll follow your lead, though I'm afraid I can't go nearly as fast."

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fightandfuckk February 6 2010, 23:50:12 UTC
"Hold the fuck on," Nnoitra said. It was the only warning he gave the human before Nnoitra grabbed him and disappeared in a blur of sonido. A few seconds later and they were inside the lobby of the dump Nnoitra had been forced to live in since he arrived.

He set down his excess baggage and flopped into a sofa, slamming Santa Teresa into the ground beside him before stretching out abnormally long arms along the length of the sofa.

"So. What's yer deal? Better not be boring or I might have t'do something to liven shit up." He cackled as he wiped some shithead's blood off on the white fabric, not caring about the squawking human behind the counter.

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killswithapen February 7 2010, 00:02:55 UTC
Hold on.

It felt as though the whole world had suddenly come together and struck him. So winded was he that a moment later, when he was dumped like dead wood on the sofa, he was sure he may have forgotten how to breathe, trying to get air back into his lungs, his nails digging into the edges of the cushion underneath him.

Where was he? The lobby...of... He wasn't certain, still disorientated from the experience.

When he had his breath back, Light turned toward Nnoitra, collecting himself.

"In respect to what? I only just got here, but we've alreasy established that you're better than any Shinigami I've seen."

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fightandfuckk February 7 2010, 00:41:09 UTC
The guy behind the counter was starting to get really fucking annoying, so Nnoitra grabbed Santa Teresa in a flash and swung it over. The guy's head came off in one clean blow and Nnoitra caught Santa Teresa, slamming into the floor again. New cracks spread out from where he'd jammed his weapon into the stone whatever. Nnoitra sighed in relief at the silence, then turned his eye on the human.

"Yer a human but ya know somethin' about Shinigami and nothin' about us. Why is that?" Being called strong by someone so goddamn weak wasn't really that much of a compliment, so he didn't say anything about it. This guy wasn't on Nnoitra's list of people who needed to recognize his fucking greatness.

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killswithapen February 7 2010, 01:26:50 UTC
Oh Nnoitra. If you're paying that close attention, you should also notice that Light doesn't flinch when the man is decapitated. Believe it or not, that's strange for humans. He doesn't like simply sitting down next to someone so dangerous, but given the situation, being on his feet won't save him if he crosses the line.

"Us? So you're not Shinigami? No...I wouldn't be able to see you." He considered the situation thoughtfully. "Perhaps if you told me what you are, instead?"

Putting things in the appropriate boxes, working out the rules they follow to keep himself in control -- all important. But if Nnoitra is a new element, then Light has to get his measure before he can do anything of the kind.

"There's a reason you went to the effort of rescuing me from that bunker."

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fightandfuckk February 7 2010, 01:43:06 UTC
"Hell the fuck naw, I'm not one of those cocksuckers. Already said tha', didn't I? Tch."

Nnoitra chuckled. Yet another ignorant ass human. Hah. But more fun for him. He always liked scaring the shit out of them.

"I'm the strongest fucking Espada around, top of the Arrancar. You human's would probably label us demons or some shit, but we ain't," he said with a grin, propping his long legs up on a nearby table. "Just what ya got to look forward to when ya die. If ya manage to fuck up the rest and evolve, that is. An' that's assuming ya don't get eaten first or cut by some damn Shinigami."

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killswithapen February 7 2010, 02:05:59 UTC
He didn't believe a word of that. What he had to look forward to when he died? There was no heaven or hell, and this creature - Espada, that was Spanish, wasn't it? - could not convince him otherwise.

"I think I understand now," he said, calmly, turning his eyes away from Nnoitra and relaxing back in the chair. It didn't matter. He was as good as dead if he made the wrong move now. He had to be confident. Yes, the only chance of surviving was in either making sure the stranger wasn't interested in him, or making himself useful.

"I was considering offering my assistance." Not help. He wasn't completely dense, but neither could he use his true nature as a trading card -- this creature didn't seem to be the kind who could keep a secret, even if Light could convince him to give his word. "But if you're the strongest, you hardly need it. Shinigami, though ( ... )

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fightandfuckk February 7 2010, 02:21:09 UTC
Nnoitra eyed the human, considering the offer. He already had a Fraccion and he sure as hell wasn't weak enough to need a human. But then that guy Kabuto had been useful and when he took on Grantzy again he sure as fuck didn't want Tesla around him.

"So ya wanna be my Fraccion? Well I already got one, but I might be able t' use ya. Still haven't answered my question though. How the fuck d'ya know about the Shinigami?"

Nnoitra gazed coolly at the human, his mood shifting from angry to contemplative.

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killswithapen February 7 2010, 02:46:34 UTC
Light turned his head, narrowing them ever so slightly, his head tilted back so that they were visible underneath his bangs.

"We can come to a mutual arrangement without any such thing. I care about not getting killed -- as you can imagine it's extremely important to me. But I am not above taking risks, if it ensures my safety. That is why I'm here -- you are without a doubt the strongest person I've met since arriving here, and helping you would be the most efficient way of staying alive.

"But I also don't know you. If I tell you my secrets, they are as likely to get me killed as you are to kill me out of impatience."

He closed his eyes, sighing. "But it seems to me that I have no choice. You will insist, won't you?" A long pause, as he considers how to phrase this without giving too much a way. "I have met a Shinigami named Rem; one bound to the human world by her death note."

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fightandfuckk February 7 2010, 03:28:51 UTC
Mutual what? Nnoitra scoffed.

"Tch. Death's nothing. Just the fucking beginning of more shit." He paused, rolled his eye. "I don't do anythin' I don't want to. Sure as fuck won't for some human. Unless..." His gaze slid to meet the guy's own. "Ya got someone strong for me to fight." If this guy was fun or useful, he'd keep him around. If not, shithead was as good as dead.

Nnoitra tuned out most of the boring crap the human started spouting, crap about secrets and impatience. Whatever. What caught his ear was the mention of some queer ass name and...some shit he never heard of. Probably Rem or whoever's zanpakutou.

"Huh, musta been real fucking dumb t' get trapped in the human shithole," he said, digging in his ear for a moment out of boredom.

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killswithapen February 7 2010, 03:36:48 UTC
Fine. This was going to proove impossible unless he took a leap. The more bored Nnoitra looked, the more likely the next movement would be to end his life.

He had to have confidence in the fact that Nnoitra cared nothing for who he was or what he'd achieved. Was it likely that he'd speak about him and his achievements? No. But if he did, Light could only say that he wove a story to keep himself alive.

"Hardly. She was exceedingly intelligent; shrewd. She put me in a position where I was forced to take more suspicion on myself, rather than elliminating the threat. It didn't matter -- as intelligent as she was, I was better. In the end, I convinced her to end her own life in favour of preserving my own."

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fightandfuckk February 7 2010, 03:53:24 UTC
Nnoitra flicked his fingers to clean them off and leaned back against the sofa. He chuckled long and loud at the human's story.

"Ya sound just like Grantzy. Except he'd say he's--" Nnoitra's voice went all high and girly, "--perfect." He scratched his nose. "Gotta give it t' ya though. Never thought in a million years a human'd be able t' kill a Shinigami. Fucking hilarious." He began laughing again.

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killswithapen February 7 2010, 04:00:25 UTC
There, that was better now, wasn't it? With Nnoitra laughing, he knew he was keeping some measure of control on the situation. The man might be unintelligent, but he was strong. Clearly his drive was fighting and slaughter. He was a murderer, but punishing him would be as futile as killing Shinigami. It was simply in his nature.

"That is the least of my achievements, I assure you." He inclined his head slightly toward Nnoitra, hard determination in his cold eyes.

"Nobody is perfect -- we all make mistakes. I'm sure this 'Grantzy' is the same."

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