[RL with Grimmjow]
It took a little bit of calibrating, but the Ark, after all, straddled the spirit world and the human world in its own way. Once Tyki figured out what was wrong, the solution was simple, and soon he was trotting off to find the correct door.
When he opened it, a white, hexagonal portal came into being in Hueco Mundo. Tyki stepped through, looking around curiously at the white walls of the citadel where Grimmjow lived. It looked...
...a hell of a lot like the Ark.
He pressed a white-gloved hand to the wall thoughtfully. Was this place created by the same people who had created the Ark?
With no answer forthcoming, Tyki moved in search of Grimmjow. He shouldn't be far.
When he opened it, a white, hexagonal portal came into being in Hueco Mundo. Tyki stepped through, looking around curiously at the white walls of the citadel where Grimmjow lived. It looked...
...a hell of a lot like the Ark.
He pressed a white-gloved hand to the wall thoughtfully. Was this place created by the same people who had created the Ark?
With no answer forthcoming, Tyki moved in search of Grimmjow. He shouldn't be far.