[When the feed starts, nothing but desert can be seen surrounding Ulquiorra's figure, who stands quietly, hands in pockets, gazing down at the PCD. Albeit the sand, he seems to be covered in rock pebbles instead, and raises a hand to brush some of them off his white vest before speaking.]

Anyone who wishes to find or fight me, I'll be in the ( Read more... )

[The PCD topples to the floor, nothing can be seen but voices are still audible. Ulquiorra speaks smoothly, as if to himself, although there's a low rumbling on the background.]

Very interesting, this would serve my plans perfectly.

[A fierce growl rips through the Espada's musings.]

Yes. You will stay here, keep them secure; do not hesitate to attack ( Read more... )

[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 ( Read more... )

What a reckless display of power.

Hn, this will hinder my plans.

[Private to Saul//Unhackable]

Why are you doing it?

((ooc: Since the log is still going, this can be after the kidnapping happens.))

[It starts with Ulquiorra quietly sitting on the top of a building, still on the safe zone’s border. There’s a small round object on his hand.]

You truly disappoint me humans.  You and your death wishes.

[Picking up the camera, Ulquiorra moves it as to show the road bellow, before throwing the unclenching his fingers and throwing the stone away in an ( Read more... )

Cero.

[A glowing green ball of energy gathers around Ulquiorra’s fingers, for those able to sense it, the Espada’s reiatsu flares, spreading in invisible tendrils through the safezone.  It’s a clean shot, digging a hole right on the building’s middle, easily penetrating it from one side to the other. A moment after ending, a cloud of dust rises from ( Read more... )

[As the feed starts, a pale white face appears to be looking down at the PCD with dull, uninterested eyes. The device shakes, zooming in and out once before being dropped, clattering on the floor with its camera upwards and recording.]

Hn. Interesting parallel dimension. Didn’t think that trash would’ve wanted to send me somewhere so human, it ( Read more... )