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Post by Roiben Masuno-Ryu on Dec 14, 2009 14:02:43 GMT -5
Roiben Hidehiro landed on the ground. His left hand under his right hand on his zanpakuto, and a hollow behind him began to disappear into nothingness. A hollow... something he had once been. He entered the palace of Las Noches and walked down the halls. He placed his right hand along the walls and walked down, trying to remember his life as an arrancar. He knew a little, but the little he knew made no sense to him.
As he walked down the halls, he felt compelled to turn in several directions, and ended out in the throne room, were the man in his mind once sat. The man with brown, slicked back hair. The man who called him Espada Cuatro. Now, however, the throne sat empty. He wondered if a new leader had taken it. Maybe the new leader would be able to help him figure out who he was as an arrancar. Once he learned who he was once, he would have peace of mind. That, and he might be able to control his power easier.
Roiben turned around, sensing a great spiritual pressure going down the hall. Maybe it was the leader, or possibly one of the leaders soldiers? All he knew was, if it came down to a battle, he would destroy them.
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Post by Momo Hinamori on Dec 14, 2009 17:13:43 GMT -5
With a moment no less just a second to see, those who peer into those leafy green orbs quickly avert their gaze around the complete darkness of the throne room, there the man would surroundings would be different, a throne room that was only lighted by the flickering lights on each column. A tall narrow figure in a silk gown of pearl embroidered with a stylize with golden trim. This female absolutely a perfect piece of art yet it was really a image for that exquisite form such as the legend's sat there with a playful smirk. The devilish aura was surrounding each centerpiece upon the cieling. Those eyes just opened to look upon this lad. He was like Ulquiorra, a man who never talked to her after she actually appear but of course she watched him all the time. She was most intrested within his being and the way he acted for Aizen. Pride was surely was his sin but it was only fun how he tried not show emotions. His battle was great but it was said.. Oh much things have gone her way, but she wanted more. As the new Queen, she remained calmed from the chaos. That thick lush dirty blond hair cascaded down her slim natural tan skin shoulders. This legendary figure was surely the vision of perfection, since she had only escaped about a few hours ago back to her glorious land after a thousand years, where the darkness remains by itself alone. Those eyes only glared at him with such an aura.. It was something alright. He was Ulquiorra...
"You seek questions about the past or your past self, do you not?"
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Post by Roiben Masuno-Ryu on Dec 15, 2009 16:53:24 GMT -5
Roiben looked upon the female arrancar who entered the room, who was presumably the new queen of Hueco Mundo. He looked in her eyes, and saw recognition. She knew who he had been. She could give him the answers he had been seeking. How he lived, what he did, and how he died. Perhaps she even knew how he was reincarnated as a vizard.
"Who was I? You seem to know, and I would like to know."
This arrancar seemed ancient, as if she had lived a long time, and knows much. Maybe he could learn about more than just his past life from her, but perhaps he he could learn other things. He just hoped the queen was not hostile, or angry that he had entered her throne room without permission. However, he sensed no violent intentions from her.
Still, he was sure she would want something from him in return for the information. Maybe his help in the battle against the shinigami? He hoped it didn't come to that. While, since he regained hollow powers, he wasn't on their side, he wasn't against them either. They had helped him a lot, not only in controling his power, but learning his shikai and even his bankai. Still, he knew his bankai, but he was a while away from mastering it.
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Post by Momo Hinamori on Dec 15, 2009 20:43:04 GMT -5
" Ulquiorra... Schiffer, A great man who died a needless death... A handsome man he was but I hated him.Overall he is someone that would like back in Las Noches and be in control of the others since he looked up by others. I will tell more if you offer something...
She had not seen such a reincarnation since she first found April the very second time. He was rather looking well for the reincarnation. He was rather Charming now that he didn't have that white as snow skin. Stroke her jaw line with her right gloved hand. This was the perfect time to bring him back... She wanted him back, no she highly desired for him to be back. Violence will not be taken unless he rejects her offer of course. Permission? No there was no such thing, when Kiyomi took over. Aizen was being an asshole for having to permission to enter a room which was open to everyone. With each second she watched with curiousity the stroking her jawline. She was not sure what she would want from him, but surely it would be something that great of value like his memories would be, but that would be up to him surely..
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Post by Roiben Masuno-Ryu on Dec 16, 2009 15:26:23 GMT -5
His name had been... Ulquiorra Schiffer? He had been a great man who died a needless death? Now he was really curious. He wanted to know how he died. Why it was needless. Why he would bring himself to a needless death. She really did hold the answer to his memories. When she said his name, he remembered what he used to look like. His skin had been quite pale, and the green marks around his eyes and on his face that were present on his hollow mask... were from his arrancar appearance. He needed to know more... still... she wanted something from him in return... and he knew what it was. Something he felt he was not ready to give.
"What would you like in return? I have nothing much to give..."
He knew what she was going to say. Maybe not in the exact words, but he knew what she wanted in return. She knew how bad he wanted his memories, and she would not let thejm come easy.
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Post by Momo Hinamori on Dec 18, 2009 16:30:54 GMT -5
In those very eyes of Roiben's there was Ulquiorra just staring right at her. It was annoying that he was killed by such a weakling, but when she had to tell his previous life was twice as annoying. Her leafy green orbs just gave him a deadly glare. It was one thing that bugged her was the thought of people knowing what she wanted. These people really wanted to die for what they wanted so she would make her thick twice. Does she really want to reveal such a valuable information when he could deserve it.. While thinking, two maidens came from behind, well behind Roiben. One had passionate ruby red hair that was held up by a pair of gold chopsticks holding it up in a pony tail, wearing a short dress that was just below her booty, along, with black and white along with high heel boots that went up to her up middle of her thighs. The other one had long shimmering raven hair with a red streak and she just wear a black and white chinese dress cover her feet.
" Hmmm.. I am sorry Kiyomi... We were wondering where you were..." April spoke, as she flipped her red hair behind her narrow shoulders. Those blue eyes just looked at Roiben then Kiyomi. Akiasu stood there quietly as she watched them.. Kiyomi looked at Roiben and spoke calmly as she noticed that he was surrounded; "I want you stay here in this Las Noches."
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Post by Roiben Masuno-Ryu on Dec 18, 2009 16:39:59 GMT -5
Roiben's face held no surprise at her request. He knew that was what she wanted from him. He didn't feel like he was in a position to deny, either. These were his memories, and much more. She could help him control his full power... he could be as powerful as he once was.
"...Alright, I will stay here in Hueco Mundo, as long as you fulfil your promise. I want to hear the rest of my previous life."
His heart sank, and he felt helpless. He just gave into the one thing he had wanted to avoid. Once again, like in his previous life, he worked for hollows. he just hoped that this time he didn't die a meaningless death because of it. He wondered what she meant by his death was meaningless?
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