#[ hellooo hiyori's zanpakuto is so cool tho ]

[despairforme]

Her reiatsu told him that she was a Shinigami - but she sure dressed strangely. No uniform. Maybe she was an outcast? Did they kick her out because she was too small? Wouldn't surprise him. He was interested in seeing her weapon though. Surely, it had to be big, if she'd honestly thought it could compare to his.

She DID look impressed with the size of Santa Teresa - as she fucking should be. Nnoitra's weapon was the largest among the Arrancar. It had to be big, right? Otherwise there was no way it could turn into an endless supply of arms when he released it. ❝ Tone shit down? Nah, that ain't me. ❞ He grinned. She called his blade "good", but commented that the gaps were big. Swing it across rather than through? Nah. Through was the most fun part. Trapping someone in the deadly crescent shape. His grin turned into an annoyed frown when she called his arms skinny. He fucking HATED it when people commented on that - he knew his frame didn't look strong. Which was annoying as hell. He would've loved to have a body that reflected his power. ❝ 'Daz 'cause I'm fuckin' strong. ❞ He sneered.

Finally, he got to see her blade. Like all other Shinigami, she had to release it to show its true shape - or it would just look like any other katana.

It WAS large. Looked even bigger than it really was - due to how small the wielder was. It was a large cleaver, with a clearly serrated edge, almost saw-like. He liked the look of it, and his mood was lifted again. He also liked her release call. Chop Cleanly. Made him think of food. Certainly better than his own; PRAY.

He was grinning again.

❝ They say the Zanpakuto match the reiatsu 'a the wielder, yeah? Guess my aura 's just massive. ❞ She was not claiming that "size doesn't matter" , which was good. - size always mattered. ❝ At least yours looks pretty comfortable 'ta wield. ❞ He flexed his fingers, as if to get a feel for how her Zanpakuto would be to hold. ❝ Santa Teresa's handle 's too thin. ❞ Nnoitra had WAY too big hands for that skinny handle.

@despairforme continued.

HAH? Did she seriously think SHE had the biggest Zanpakuto? What a fucking joke. Nnoitra arched his brow, before his expression turned smug, big teeth peeking out. He was one of the only Arrancar who walked around with his Zanpakuto drawn at all times. He couldn't exactly put Santa Teresa away. Back when he'd been the Octavo, he'd been able to wear his Zanpakuto on his back, but after he became the Quinto, and Santa Teresa doubled in size? That was no longer possible. His only option was to always carry his weapon, dragging it along and creating a trade-mark trail behind him, be it in the sand or in the stone of Las Noches.

She'd requested to see his weapon, and so he'd show her. He was briefly tempted to whip his dick out, just for fun - it was a good opportunity for that, but in the end he was too proud of Santa Teresa to make a joke right now. He swung the giant ax-like weapon around, placing it in front of the TINY chick. Santa Teresa was ENORMOUS. Taller than even Nnoitra himself, and oh so heavy. When Nnoitra thrust it into the ground to make it stand on display, a cloud of dust was kicked up. He grinned.

❝ Yeah, it's pretty big. ❞ Bigger than hers, for sure - even though she DID have a big one.

-x-

Nnoitra’s smile should be eerie. All straight, even teeth. It looks more like a frown than a smile… and yet… it was so familiar. Hiyori could just about make it out as she stared at the former Espada. Former… current? Did it even matter? These rankings were given by Aizen and may be a sincere reflection of their power at that time… but things have changed.

She has also been frequenting Hueco Mundo as of late. Not for picnics, but to find different energy signatures, to collect data for Kisuke on attacks, cero patterns – there was so much to learn. So many things that were not open to them before. In a way, it seems Kisuke was delighted by the way Aizen had shook things up over there. Arrancar, Vaste Lord… so many things…

And… their weapons. Santa Teresa was big and beautiful. The way its metal curved and bent into conjoined twins. She covered her nose and mouth just in time, squinting through the cloud of dust it raised… and finally settles at her sandalled feet. It was much bigger than even she had anticipated. Bigger than Tiburon, bigger than most bankai. Judging by sight alone, it was coated in dense black metal, like osmium but part hollow. A soul fused through it… similar to an asauchi…

“Geez - yer not the type ‘ta tone shit down huh?” But she did look impressed. It was not just the unique shape, but it was the linked chains as well. He could use any part of his weapon. It didn’t really have a proper hilt and it didn't seem to bother him.

“Yer blade is good… gaps are big though. Ya gotta swing it across rather than through… ”she notes the large concave curve and grins. “Yer arms are so skinny but ya can move it around like its light."

She slides her own out of its sheathe, the little heart shaped tsuba looking ridiculous against the massive Santa Teresa.

"Let's see - Chop Cleanly, Kubikiri Orochi."

With the command, it was released. A Large, serrated knife twice as tall and about as wide as its petite owner.

Kubikiri Orochi was bigger than most Zanpakuto, but obviously did not match Santa Teresa.

"Why is yers so big..." she pouts.