#↳ v. time's elimination // arrancar ↴

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Oh calm down, I called you cute, is that not enough?

❝ Haah? Ya patronizin' me? ❞ Oh, he's pouting.

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That Aizen and Shinji would have that sort of relationship is a rather bold assumption to make, but maybe not apropos of nothing; the Shinigami Lord of Las Noches keeps his scout waiting in the wings like...well, almost like he has his very own Fracción. There is history there────a connection of some kind between them. But what that is, exactly, Shinji cannot even say.

Nnoitra is wrong, but not so absurd that he'd be laughed and mocked out of Shinji's presence.

❝ Oh, ya nasty li'l thing, ❞ Shinji sneers, tapping the tip of a claw against one of his bared teeth. ❝ Ya'd keep goin' through barf? Sounds like you're th' horny slut, here. Disgustin'! ❞

Now, with that interruption out of the way, Shinji resumes his trek────but not without getting one more little jab in, first. ❝ 'm guessin' ya ain't got many friends, since ya can't tell what a joke is. ❞

❝ Haaah? What kinda guy gets turned off by some vomit? Fuckin' yer throat would still be nice. ~ Even better with more delicious chocking sounds. ~ ❞ What kind of beta guys was Shinji USED to sucking off? Oh, the answer was easy - Aizen, of course. Yeah, figures. That guy was definitely the sort of pussy who'd back out just because someone threw up. Nnoitra's dick was so big that it was more or less a given that he'd make his partner gag to the point of turning their stomach. He didn't mind. Nnoitra did pull his fingers away from Shinji's face though. He'd probably made his point clear enough now. ❝ Ya were 'da one who brought it up. Don't blame me 'fer 'da fact that yer a horny slut. ❞ They could keep going, no problem.

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@fenixias cont. from here.

❝ Well, that's a shame, ❞ Shinji drawls listlessly, balanced on one foot to scratch that ankle with the talons of the other. It sounds like bone scraping against bone. ❝ Was kinda hopin' ya could solve a li'l riddle fer me. ❞

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❝ AiZeN-sAmAAAAAA~! Celeste's threatenin' ta destroy Las Noches 'r whateverrrrr. ❞ || @keikakudori

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is there some tension goin on between u n nnoitras fraccion?

❝ I don't hate th' guy, 'f that's what ya mean. ❞

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Oh, if only Shinji had any idea what was on Ashitaka's mind, any memories of his time as a Captain...he would spell out all the ways the Soul Society and Hueco Mundo were merely parallels of each other. The only difference is that, since the dawn of the worlds' division, intervention from the Shinigami would not allow Hueco Mundo to become more than what it is: a lawless wasteland.

And that is why so many hopeful eyes are trained upon the throne now; the arrival of Sosuke Aizen seems to promise the rise of civilization in the realm of the Hollows. He has already dismantled the boundaries between Hollow and Shinigami────perhaps it is only a matter of time before he finds a means to slake their bottomless hunger.

Communion. The flesh of god. Salvation from boundless despair.

Others, however, have their doubts...

As for Shinji? It doesn't matter to him whether or not Aizen is deluding the Arrancar into thinking they are anything more valuable to him than cannon fodder and marching them to their deaths, because at least it's something to kill the time.

❝ ...D'ya really believe that? ❞ a sneer splits Shinji's face nearly in two. ❝ Have ya bought inta Aizen's preachings, too? That's pretty cute, comin' from a Shinigami...maybe ya ain't so different from my kin. ❞

In trying to bridge the gap between them────seeking common ground to stand on────Ashitaka has made himself look as a lamb in the Arrancar's eyes. If he has any sense of self-preservation, he ought to take a page from his fellow Shinigami's book and uphold their differences as an indelible truth; after all, cannibalism is the norm among Hollow.

❝ Your rank does not determine whether or not you are deserving of acknowledgement. ❞ It was such an unhealthy mindset, Ashitaka thought. To think that ONLY THE STRONG - only the ranked had any worth. He knew that was the way Hueco Mundo ( and now Las Noches ) functioned. It was a culture so finely woven into Arrancar nature that it would be a hard thing to change. But he'd plant his innocent ideas in their heads all the same. To let them know that they had value. Each and every individual had their own worth.

❝ I do not look down on you, or any other Arrancar here. ❞ It was probably hard for the other to believe. Hollow had a very negative view of the Shinigami, and he had to say... Ichimaru and Tousen were not exactly helping when it came to improving their reputation.

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Jaw sets, but she smiles, as sweet as she can possibly be. ❝ I can tell you're trying to test me, but better beings than you have tried, and it won't work. Mind yourself. Aizen- Sama always hears of problems from me. And I fully doubt that, whatever ties you have to him will be enough to stave off discipline. ❞

❝ Ho~h? Seems like you're gettin' pretty testy ta me. ❞ And he has devoured better beings than her, so what is her point? Does she think that he's scared of her, or of Aizen for that matter?

❝ An' jus' what would he discipline me for, huh? ❞

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❝ ❛ Personality aside ❜────th' fuck? Come say that ta my cute face. ❞

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❝ You like to pick at people, don't you? ❞

❝ If you're talkin' 'bout yer Fracción friend, settle yer feathers; he didn't even miss a beat. Spend yer energy bein' proud of him instead of whatever it is you're tryna achieve here with me. ❞

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There are three possibilities here. First: the Arrancar known as Shinji Hirako is very good at his job. Second: Grimmjow is quite predictable. And third: Grimmjow is predictable...but only to Shinji. He is the one who found the stray in the first place.

The Sexta Espada (sorry────former Sexta) is considered a loose cannon, an unknown variable; that's how he ended up in this situation, after all. So, make that two out of three possibilities in the end.

❝ C'mon, Grimmjow, ❞ Shinji raises a bemused smile, arms lifted out to either side of him as if expecting the snarling pantera to jump right into them. Here, kitty kitty kitty! ❝ Don't lookit me like that. Whaddya expect, goin' all rogue th' way ya did? Ya ain't got nobody ta blame but yerself, yanno. Now quit yer mopin' an' let's go back ta Las Noches, a'right? Jus' cuz ya were demoted don't mean ya ain't got obligations. ❞

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Grimmjow is almost as effective a hider as he is a hunter. The two go hand in hand when you spend your years surviving in Hueco Mundo's desert. You hunt to eat, and then you hide to recover from the life-risking fight that won you your meal. Grimmjow was rarely injured. But when he was he'd become quite adept at avoiding the interested noses of other hungry hollows; an essential skill for this specific moment.

Fraccionless. Rankless. Armless. Aizen took everything from him.

He hides now in the rubble of another's previous destruction (Yammy's, he'd say based on the lingering traces of reiatsu), in a place no one should be able to find him...

Except for him. He extracts himself from his hiding place to glare down at the scout.

"Come to drag me back to Aizen?" Again?

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"Ya want me 'ta save some 'fer ya? ~"

❝ Real generous of ya t' offer me yer sloppy seconds, but 'm good. ❞

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❝ Maybe it adds flavor. Like seasonin'. ❞

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@fenixias replied: ❝ No! No, that is not at all what I am trying to do!!! I just mean, like ... Tesla is a big pig, and Ulquiorra is a bat, but you are just ... a guy, I think. ❞

Oh, he's thinking really, really hard about this one. After a hot minute, he realizes that he'd never exactly looked at himself in a mirror while he was a Vasto Lorde, and he shrugs at her.

❝ Guess 'm just a guy! But ask Aizen────he's a pair'a smarty pants, maybe he'll know...an', uh. If ya find out, come back an' tell me. ❞ He's not about to make himself look stupid by asking Aizen what the hell he's supposed to be.

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No surprises here────Tesla looks at Nnoitra like the sun shines out the Espada's ass, after all────but that was really too easy. Shinji doesn't exactly have the capacity to feel things like guilt anymore, but if he did? Maybe he might almost feel a little bad. For how easy Tesla is to manipulate, if anything.

Shinji can't imagine concerning himself with anyone enough that they can be used against him in any way. It seems like it should be something antithetical to their very existence as Hollows, yet some like Tesla manage.

Well, if they would have another lead them into the fire, then that's their prerogative.

❝ Well, whaddya want? His underwear? A personal keepsake? 'm sure ya can think of somethin'. ❞

Part of him wonders why he's even humoring this exchange, still. Shinji seems to be thinking this over quite seriously, and before Tesla can tell him to forget it and leave, he... offers to get the Fracción something he likely couldn't get otherwise. His expression softens from critical to curious.

"...And what exactly do you think that something could be?"

He's already thinking of just how big of a hollow to hunt down in return for Shinji snatching something for him.

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"You have done well." [for arrancar!shinji.]

❝ Hooh~? Some kinda compliment from a Shinigami? To what do I owe such an honor, huh? ❞

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Yer kinda an attention whore.

❝ Ain't my fault people can't seem ta keep their eyes off me. ❞