This is not Death Citylost_the_kidFebruary 25 2011, 05:55:28 UTC
[He wakes in sand, perfect sand and for a second, there is only the greatest thought of OH MY GOD SYMMETRICAL SAND!
Then he saw the sky, the perfect black with a single moon.
He stands, dusting the sand off his clothes, inspecting his perfectly clipped nails. And then...]
Liz? Patty?
[Without his trusty weapons..his friends, he was without symmetry. This might cue another break down. No, must let the therapy work. Must...snap the...rubber bands. Must. Snap.]
[As soon as this strange being had appeared, Szayel had sensed its presence. Always curious in the name of science, he had left his lab and had gone to traverse the desert in search of his next victim.
It had taken quite a while to find the newcomer, and Szayel was somewhat disappointed in what he saw. While the reiatsu was strange, he looked to be nothing more than a mere human. What a shame, really.
He observed the boy from a pile of rocks, looming above him.]
{Sometimes, plus souls do appear in Hueco Mundo by accident, dragged in by some hollow who wants to have a late night snack. It would make sense, and while it is rare, it doesn't mean that a plus soul cannot survive for a little bit before being devoured by the hungry mass of souls in this forsaken land.
Many were far too small to even look at it, to bother noticing. But he noticed this one. He looks up, yellow eyes focusing on the being before him. From his point of view, he saw the soul, the mass of what can only be described as darkness, masses of...tentacles?
What worried Kid more, was the sensation of how heavy that soul was. Like there were thousands more inside, making it bigger than...
Huh. If he tilted his head..which he did, this guy would almost be symmetrical, perhaps cursed with those set of bangs. He could snip them off.]
[It sounds dismissive, not what a diplomat is supposed to be, but Kid doesn't care. No one dares call him a lesser. He is god child. He has his pride.]
[His spanish isn't that bad, he's decent at it if he tries and not get derailed by that limp spot of hair that renders this being ugly like fuck and unworthy to exist.]
Then he saw the sky, the perfect black with a single moon.
He stands, dusting the sand off his clothes, inspecting his perfectly clipped nails. And then...]
Liz? Patty?
[Without his trusty weapons..his friends, he was without symmetry. This might cue another break down. No, must let the therapy work. Must...snap the...rubber bands. Must. Snap.]
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It had taken quite a while to find the newcomer, and Szayel was somewhat disappointed in what he saw. While the reiatsu was strange, he looked to be nothing more than a mere human. What a shame, really.
He observed the boy from a pile of rocks, looming above him.]
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Many were far too small to even look at it, to bother noticing. But he noticed this one. He looks up, yellow eyes focusing on the being before him. From his point of view, he saw the soul, the mass of what can only be described as darkness, masses of...tentacles?
What worried Kid more, was the sensation of how heavy that soul was. Like there were thousands more inside, making it bigger than...
Huh. If he tilted his head..which he did, this guy would almost be symmetrical, perhaps cursed with those set of bangs. He could snip them off.]
Oi.
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Is that any way to speak to your betters?
Though, I shouldn't have expected much from a mere human.
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And who are you?
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I am Szayel Aporro Granz, the Octava Espada.
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[It sounds dismissive, not what a diplomat is supposed to be, but Kid doesn't care. No one dares call him a lesser. He is god child. He has his pride.]
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Why don't you enlighten me.
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[Condescending the only way a god child can do so. Perfect.]
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You'd do well to learn to respect those stronger than you.
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This place...it's full of dead people isn't it?
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Hollows?
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