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"Ah, thank you for the opportunity, mistress!" She replied with a bubbly tone. Moments such as these truly excited the weapon, all for the sake of pleasing her owner. Hues shifted towards the building in question. Hmm...'corsets', eh? A small brow rose at the purplette's statement regarding how it would make her more attractive. "But how is that even possible? My mistress' beauty is unparalleled!"

"You know my taste so go for it~." The more she spoke with her weapon, the more Cirucci began to grow entertain. So willing to follow orders and do whatever it took to please her. Looking down at the stores, a lone finger pointed down to the shop below before making her way to it. “This one. They have cute things humans call ‘corsets’ that make me look even sexier!"

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"Oh, not at all. I simply think it's appropriate for someone such as yourself." She mused. "And 'thing'? The proper term would be 'adorable', you silly woman. Surely such a word is within your vocabulary."

"… Oh my, you believe my name has created my personality?~ Please do stop, you’re flattering yourself in hopes of being clever— Not surprising you spawned as a rather horribly colored thing~."

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"Would you like me to help pick one for you? I'm sure I can match my mistress' exquisite taste." Golondrina reassured. Whether or not the Privaron would agree was, like them, up in the air. "Oh! Is there a particular store you like?"

It was odd to see the other so cheerful and content. An opposite of her in some ways. However, it was for the best. I would not have ended well if Golondrina was too similar. Violet eyes looked down at the streets below them, remaining high in the sky as Cirucci looked around. “Hmm~, what kind of clothes should I get today~? I need sleepwear~."

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"You sound disappointed. How lovely. To think the Octava's weapon would manifest into that of some lewd woman. I suppose it's not surprising, given your name."

Sudden urge to retch.

"Oh~." 

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"Far from it."

GOLONDRINA 

"… You must be joking~."

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"Right away!" She responded, tone laced with eagerness. Her petite frame marched forward towards the ebon portal. The entire opportunity was exciting to her, as it would meant the two would actually spend time together.

"Why not right now~? I got nothing else better to do!" With a quick turn of her heel, the Privaron began to take a few steps away before opening a Garganta. “Come on! Don’t waste my time, little one."

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"...Oh. My apologies, mistress. I hadn't taken that into consideration. Regardless, it is an exceptional plan." Scarlet had stained the weapon's cheeks, purely from embarrassment. Thievery and deception; How could she expect anything less from her magnificent owner? "When will we be departing?"

"Idiot, I’ve never bought anything with their money~. I steal it!" What was the point in lying to the other? No harm would be done and it made thing simpler. “I go into their stores in this form and walk out with the clothes when they aren’t looking~. You should see their faces when they see a bunch of clothes hovering away!"

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"Is that so? Well, I only hope they will have ensembles worthy of my mistress." Her hands clasped together as she gave a nod to the purple haired Arrancar. "In any case, I would be honored to accompany you there. I assume you have the currency necessary to purchase the clothing?"

"I wouldn’t have said anything if I didn’t!" It was time to get over the rather unsettling talk and time to speak with her weapon on casual terms. A finger pointed toward Golondrina, a smirk appearing on painted lips. “I need to make a trip to the World of the Living~. I want to get more of those clothing they have."

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"Would you like me to help relieve your boredom? It would be a pleasure to partake in an activity with my mistress." She responded. Golondrina had admittedly became a tad giddy at the purplette's previous statement. As if she wished to protect her from the Octava's weapon, should she be a threat.

"This isn’t a long term thing. Only until I speak with her and know what’s she’s doing." Unsure of how the Octava’s weapon would react to her own, the Privaron was unnerved. Knowing Grantz- His weapon would torment hers without a thought. Sharp nails tapped on her hollow mask in a rather bored fashion. “Besides a bunch of death threats and drinking, I’m fine but I’m getting bored."

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"I understand, mistress. You needn't say another word; If you wish for me to avoid her, then I shall happily oblige." A hand had been placed upon her chest she tilted her frame forwards, effectively bowing to the other. "And how have you been faring, recently?"

A huff left her lips, arms crossed at the mention of that weapon. Having yet to speak with Fornicaras, Cirucci could not make a clear judgement yet on the other. However, one thing was certain. Eyes narrowed as they fixed on the other. “Stay away from her. Don’t talk to her until I give the okay for it. You of all people should know why so don’t bother asking."

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"The idea sounds interesting, but we're not forming any sort of group." Golondrina's failure to recognize the Privaron's sarcasm had been apparent. "In acutality, I've yet to meet any of the others. Though, I had heard that Fornicarás had manifested, recently."

"Are all our damn weapons joining a group or something?" A sharp remark was uttered- Having noticed that many of the Espada’s own zanpakutou’s had materialized and were running freely. “Better you to come out in this thing though. Don’t need someone annoying like the Cuatro’s blade chatting to me."

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"...Right." She simply responded as the Privaron's hand was placed on her head. A pale fist arose to the weapon's tiers as she cleared her throat. "I felt as if I should finally speak to you face to face. It seems as if I've done so at an appropriate time, considering the others whom have manifested."

"You are my weapon, idiot~. Of course you shouldn’t be underestimated." A quick pat on the head was delivered. One would think the two would be more similar- However, that was far from it. “What made you want to see me in this form?"

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ゴロンドリーナ by あい

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“We are born to kill the enemy."

The Slashing Opera

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"...Really? Ah. My sincerest apologies, mistress. I can't manifest into a different form, in any case." A stupefied expression had taken over the weapon's visage. "Let me assure you the my appearance, though seemingly fragile, is not to be underestimated."

"Golondrina." It seemed the more corners she turned, the woman would encounter more manifested weapons. Eyes were sharp- Somewhat relieved it was her own weapon that had appeared. “I didn’t think you would come out so cutesy. Tch."