The garden

Laying down on the floor of the forest Yuki smiled as she spoke the words " Solar Addiction ". A cloud of purple and yello smoke formed around her and Crystal wings broke free on her back, Her hair kept it's pink color but more colrs began to add such as purple,forest green, and gold.Small flowers began to grow on the ends of her hair and all around her, this was truly a relaxing day but a bit boring for her taste. Menos of all kinds walked by her ignoring her presence which was probably good for there health. The day had been long and she it started her first day as an fraccion, something she had worked her ass off of achieving. Standing up she made a chair of flowers and pine wood and sat in it wanting for someone to come along so she can just chatter about her day. Folding her legs she dusted off her white dress and ran her fingers through her blush pink hair, she continued her smile and hummed a bit to herself her mind wandering off to her past and her forest green eyes closing. Holding Yoko Close to her the flowers on the handle blending in the chair , she tapped the double scythe gently as if keeping a beat with her hum.

Raienzo Akuma was walking at a rather slow-pace through the dense, over-populated, hollow-filled forest of Menos. Hollows were in every direction of himself. The north, the west, the east,, and the south. Yet, his sight could only see the over-sized trees that reached up all the way to the vast sands of the Hueco Mundo desert and the also over-grown Menos Grande that gave the forest it's name. The screams of hollows being killed and devoured in the endless vie for power filled his ears and the various spiritual energy of thousands upon thousands of hollows hovered over him like a fog. Most normal arrancars wouldn't be able to sense the vast collections of spiritual pressure, but Raienzo was highly gifted in the use of the Pesquisa technique.


However, Something odd was mixed with the spiritual pressure feild of the Menos Forest. It seemed to be an arrancar, but not just any normal arrancar. Judging by the spiritual power of the force, it has to, at the least, be a Numeros in their ressurection state. The question was, why? What would a Numeros be doing in the Menos Forest? Let alone in their ressurection? The same could be said for himself, but the reason Raienzo was here was to re-visit the place he once called a home. It was rather pathetic now that he looked at it. Having to live in such a hell.....Why was that? What god--like being who created existece itself would give the shinigami such a peaceful and luxurious place to live, yet give hollows nothing but a living hell? Not like that really mattered much at the moment, though.

Raienzo Akuma started to focus and allow his senses to indicate the location of the spiritual energy that was easilly detectable from the other's energy. This was because of the arrancar transformation, one who had shinigami power had a much different spiritual energy then those of a pure-blood energy. Raienzo turned slightly to the right as he had found the location of the Numeros, or so he thought. With his next action, Raienzo slowly began to walk over in the direction of the source in order to ask the arrancar a question....and maybe make another of his decisions.

Raienzo Akuma stands at a height of 6'5 with a Mesomorhp build. This is shown by his abnormally large mussle mass that is visible along his chest and stomache. Raienzo has a an, caucassion skin-tone, black hair that covers the entire top of his head as well as even reaching down over the back of his neck and forehead. Raienzo has eyes as black as the darkest midnight and commonly has a very calm, almost to the point of being emotionless, facial expression. Raienzo's attire consists of a black leather jacket that covers his entire back, the bottom-back of his neck, and 25% of the sides of his stomache and chest. As well as black pants that go down to his ankles. At the center of his right-hand, the incription of his Espada number is shown in a blood-like red color. Raienzo's hollow mask fragment consists of white hollow mask covering a one inch radius around his left-eye. The mask material appears to be smooth, and isn't that thick compared to other fragments. His hollow hole is at the center of his back and stomache, allowing one to see the inside of a portion of the jacket through the stomache area.

Raienzo Akuma reached the destination of the cause of the spiritual energy flux in the area. It appeared to be a female arrancar in ressurection sitting in flowers and pine-wood, which must have been from her powers, as such things didn't exist in the Menos Forest. He looked at her with his almost emotionless black eyes and spoke briefly. "Arrancar, why are you in your release state?" Raienzo has spoken this in his usual overly-calm tone of voice, almost representing that of a drone, or life-form of no emotion or feelings. He wanted to know just why this Numeros, or whatever rank she was, as she was obviously not an espada, was in her release state for no apparent reason.

A long line of men and women stood in front of yuki as she ha her hair brushed by her maid. Her Cold Sparkling green eyes pierced through each and everyone of them before pointing out a man who stood next to two small girls an a women about his age. " You..Bow down..." The man stepped forward his hair was dark and a mess on top of his head, His eyes were a sad blue as he looked from Yuki an then back to what seemed to be his family. His head down and eyes closed yuki looked at everyone and then back at them man. " An Example.....Is to be made of every single one of you." Standing up and walking over to him she put her black boot on his head and smashed it down to the ground, the man's head hit the floor and yuki laughed. Looking at her maid she lowered her eyes and the maid quickly scurried off. " Everyone of you..Disgust me.." With these words the maid came back with two male servants pushing A large boiling pot of what seemed like black goop. " Let the Judgment begin." One by one the men that sat with what seem like there families were thrown into the pot, with each man's screams Yuki's laughter grew. It felt like hours went by hen there were only a handful of children left alone on the royal floor, She stood up and walked towards them but before could reach them a voice that seem to come from nowhere.

"Arrancar, why are you in your release state?"

Her eyes fluttered open and she wiped the corner of her mouth as she felt a bit of drool starting to roll own. Getting up quickly she had Yoko in her hand ready to attack, remembering what the man who stood in front of her said she smile. " I can make this forest paradise for me.... For the moment or for how long as I am in this state." A water lily appeared on the chair she was sitting on and plucked it from the chair putting it in her multi-colored hair. " Who are you..If you o not mind me asking...My name is yuki,,But i prefer everyone to call me Perfection. Holding out the water lily out to the man, her sparkling green eyes said i come in peace.

Cordelia Rae sighed as she slowly rocked back and forth on her heels, pacing from side to side of her personal balcony. She peered over her shoulder each time she went to turn and walk, quietly admiring the pristine décor of her room. The color scheme was pink, gold, and white. The walls were streaked wildly with pink and gold, while fancy white crests lined the tops of the walls. A large two paneled door would open to reveal the same large balcony that Cordelia was pacing on now. At the ends of the balcony were two golden spheres that rested upon a pale pink post. White, marble bars swirled in with pink and gold were connected to a white lower bar and a white upper bar, forming a curved sturdy balcony fencing.

Cordelia sighed rapidly as she sat back onto the lounge chair sitting carelessly in a corner. She felt wound up and anxious for some reason. It had felt like someone had dropped a thick stone into her stomach, and it was slowly sinking. She wondered why she felt so. There was no Espada meeting today, or a fight to attend. Even if there was a Espada Meeting, she never felt anxious about it. She usually despised attending the silly meetings, mainly because she didn't like most of the Espada. She preferred to keep to herself around Arrancar unless they displayed proper behavior. And when a fight was to be attended, she never felt anxious or even worried. Nothing truly bothered Cordelia anymore. It's not like her life was very important. She was technically dead, she should be having some fun instead of dwelling on her mystery worries. Her eyes lit up with brilliance as soon as the word popped into her head.

”Fun.....I never get to have fun anymore......Maybe I should go exploring....A hah, The Forest of Menos. That'll be perfect.” Cordelia thought, the voice within her mind thoroughly pleased. She looked around the balcony and stood up. Cordelia began to walk towards her door, but heard a group of voices just outside. She raised her eyebrow suspiciously, wondering why there was such a collection of voices. Maybe a group of excited Arrancar wanting to see the beautiful Tercera Espada? She wasn't sure. Maybe there was a Espada Meeting today, and they were just letting her know. ”Either way......I'm not going out that door. Dealing with whoever....or whatever...is outside that door isn't mandatory for me. I suppose I’ll just have to find another way out....” Cordelia whispered quietly to herself.

The voices outside went silent all of a sudden, probably because they had heard the sound of Cordelia's lyrical voice. She sighed silently and backed away from the door as the voices started up once again. She looked around the decorative room rapidly, eager for escape. Glancing behind each long white curtain, a small smile tugged at her lips as she pulled the thick fabric away of what seemed to be a large golden circle with a ornately carver handle in the center. She wrapped her nimble fingers around it, and focused her calm peach colored reiatsu through two holes on the handle. With a barely audible creaking, the circular opening widened. Cordelia peered into the crack, only to see darkness and the faint outline of smooth silver.

It was wide enough for even the largest person to get in, but only Cordelia would enter, unless permission was given to another. She groaned quietly as she pulled on the opening more, forcing even more of her reiatsu into the holes. It finally opened fully, with a loud whoosh and more creaking. By then the voices were whispering among themselves yet still listening. Cordelia huffed in anger of the mystery creatures. She didn't even have to focus to use her Pesquisa anymore, but just take notice of them. She sighed carelessly as she scanned them absentmindedly. Silly Numeros. Cordelia herself didn't like the Numeros and Fraccion class. But she truly didn't like any Arrancar unless they proved to be kind, which was very rare for the race that stemmed from Hollows. Cordelia herself was a rarity, being so powerful yet so kind.

She brushed off the Numeros standing outside her door, and swiftly jumped into the circular hole. Before she completely slid down, Cordelia placed her hand on the inner handle, swinging it shut. Cordelia let out peals of laughter as she slid through the darkness of the opening. It was her private get away exit, modified into a silvery slid. Her feet kicked open the exit to the other side of the silvery slide as Cordelia burst into a haze of moonlight. She knew exactly where she was. It was a tiny hole on the far side of Las Noches. It was constructed to blend into the wall, but served as a easy exit for Cordelia. She yawned as she stretched her arms out. The slide was nice and quite wide, but it still had a feeling of claustrophobia to Cordelia. She peered around the desert and scratched her head. ”Where was I venturing off to again....” She thought.

Her eyes rested on a thin branch sticking up from the ground. It gleamed in the moonlit night and she smiled faintly as she remembered. ”My old hunting ground....Forest of Menos, here I come.” She laughed to herself. She used around two or three Sonidos until she arrived at the edge of the forest, sensing all the weak pressures of hollows. There were to many for her to specify each and every one of them. She blinked as another pressure happened to be sensed by her. Two in fact. A tiny frown sat on her face. ”One is....Numeros level....the other is Espada level....hmm....” Cordelia thought. With two more quick Sonidos, she was standing by a group of quartz trees. She looked up to view the two Arrancar she had sensed. One was a male, who looked quite.....blank. The other was a female.

She had appealing pink hair and gorgeous skin, but from the situation in front of her, the only beauty this girl held was in terms of vanity. Cordelia hoped she was wrong, as it was always possible she was simply judging the book by it's cover. Cordelia Rae was an extremely beautiful woman herself. She had a delicate heart shaped face, framed by a very long and big mane of vibrant fiery red hair. It was kept in a large ponytail, and flared off at the sides, and was swept behind her shoulders. Her hair was kept steadly in place by a cord, with a large ruby red gem on the top. A strand of firey red hair flowed at the sides of her head, curled into tiny twists towards the end of the strands of hair. Her Espada outfit had some slight changes to it, one being that of the lightly pink tone to her clothing.

She had customized it since her first day with the Espada. Cordelia was wearing billowing pink tinted pants, the pants ended just below her ankle. The pants appeared to sit loosely on her waist, yet still perfectly fitting. Though despite the loose appearence, they were quite stable on her legs, no possible chance of them slipping away. Her shirt was similiar in style to a bikini or tube top, holding her boobs from being seen. A thick strip of pink tinted cloth was holding the entire top together tightly and confortably. The lining was a dark aquamarine and red, with a pinkish white cloth filling the inside of the aquamarine and red lining. This flared down to her lower hips. The ends of the blouse covering were ragged, like they were shredded with scissors. Cordelia's skin color was not very common amongst the Espada, her skin being the perfect balance between dark brown and lighter brown. Her Mask Fragments formed an irregular pattern on her upper back and shoulders. She glanced from the man to the woman, her eyes full of suspicion. From the corner of the eye, she began to recognize the man. He was the Octava Espada, but she couldn't recall his name. Cordelia still hadn't seen the girl. She sighed softly as her eyes softened and looked at both of them. ”Your names?” She asked them. She then kneeled down to where she was peering at the mystery Arrancar, but a more lower level then before. Her hand brushed a strand of hair from her face as she stood up, the left palm facing upwards. It gave the two Arrancar a glimpse at her bold black tattoo of the 3, letting them know she was indeed the Tercera Espada.

Befire Raienzo Akuma could ask his next question, his advanced pesquisa could detect another energy-sourcendrawing near. This one was at the very least an espada. He couldn't get an exact reading, but anyone who wasn't totally oblivious would know this espada had power beyond his own, for the time, atleast. Raienzo looked at the girl who had just plucked a water-lilly from her chair again, while the source of the energy drew closer. Now, just why exactly was another Espada here for? Maybe they had sensed the Numeros, just as he had and come to investigate? All that would reveal itself in time.

Raienzo Akuma didn't answer the Numeros yet, seemingly ignoring her as the Espada he had sensed earlier showed themselvs. He looked at the new female who had appeared, allowing his pesquisa to work to it's fullest extent. He quickly measured the extent of the woman's humanoid state power power, which was rather massiv. Infact, the woman must have at least been in the top four espada. This was confirmed that after she had asked the two questions, one being about the children, the second being himself and the Numeros's name, the woman had shown her number tattoo that was in the color and shape of a bold, black three along the center of the left palm.

Raienzo opened his mouth and began to respond to the questions asked by the Tercera Espada. After all, he didn't really have a choice, as he was of much lower rank then her and lacked the power to refuse to answer such things. "Greetings, Tercera..... My name is Raienzo Akuma....Octava Espada, though, I'm sure you knew that last part already"

Raienzo may have been the Octava now, but he had plans. Big plans, infact. He was going to slowly kill those of the next rank above himself until reaching the spot of Cuarta Espada. He honestly felt his rank was far under-estimateing of his powers and ability. This is why he wanted to change what had been done and take the rank he thought he desearved.

Raienzo Akuma kept his facial expression this entire time, as he usually did. It was still the same blank and emotionless sense that if one saw him again, they would be able to recognize him again from the expression alone. He examined the appearance of the Tercera, briefly, just as he had done to the Numeros. The woman had a heart-shaped face, firey-red hair, and her Espada uniform had been customized to look different then the original outfit.

Raienzo returned to looking at the Numeros, waiting for her to respond to the question the Tercera had asked. Raienzo still thought the reason of her being in her release state wasn't a well-qualified answer, but he would let the Tercera decide such things at the current time.

Yuki slightly shuddered as she felt the energy well high above hers appeared, she should have been use to this type of power since she was Marcus-Sama's Fraccion but she has only been near him once when she was chosen to serve him. Taking a slight sharp breath as if she was underwater she bowed to the both because she now knew who the both of them were, it did not frighten her at the least but they just made her feel a bit nervous. Licking her lips which ha gone dry she had opened her mouth to speak. " Hello, I am Yuki..But I...." She held onto Yuki tightly and an abundance of hydrangeas grew around her feet as she looked at the two. " I prefer everyone to call me Perfection... I am Marcus's Fraccion...It is very nice to meet you both." Bowing again quickly she was now at a lost for words, what could she possibly say around them they were her superiors. Scratching her head with her double bladed scythe Yoko she fidgeted around slightly.

It felt like just yesterday she was fighting for her life in this forest, trying her best to devour anything an everything in her way. The two espada that stood before her made her remember those days of fighting with all her might. There power surrounded her an she felt as if she were choking, She took a step back from them an fell into her pine wood seat. She stood up again and brushed off her white dress, Yuki never did wear the fraccion's normal clothing she was always wearing clothes from the Human world she thought they gave her a sense of uniqueness. Her dress was not pure white but a cream color with a flower siting just below her right shoulder, It came up to her knees and hugged her boy's curves but it did not look slutty on her. On her feet were nothing, she stood bare foot in the hydrangeas that now was climbing her legs.

Raienzo Akuma was thinking to himself again as the girl spoke. He was thinking up battle plans and scenarios to use in his upcoming fight for a rank-up in the espada. He had already gotten the Septima to give up their rank, which would soon be done in a few hours, and since he never even needed to fight, he could still challenge the Sexta Espada. The only question was how. Raienzo Akuma had no idea of the Sexta Espada's power, but nor did the Sexta, or any of the espada for that matter, know of his own, since he had just recently joined the group.

Raienzo Akuma then noticed the Numeros say that she was Marcus's fraccion.So, she was the slave of the Head Espada himself? Fraccion wern't really slaves by definition, but that is what Raienzo saw them as to the individual they are a fraccion to. Regardlessly, if so was true, it probably wouldn't have been wise to kill her or he might anger the Primera. Raienzo wasn't ready to fight him, atleast not yet. His power was still limited and not reaching it's full potential. He was hopeing by the time he had become Cuarta his potential would be unvailed so that he could do such things.

Raienzo Akuma had his entire life-span already planned out from now to death. Though, he always changed it from time to time to fit current events. He was able to do so through one of his unique talents. Raienzo was capeable to process and utilize large amounts of data in a short period of time, hence, why he had been able to plan so far ahead into existence so quickly.

Raienzo Akuma looked back over to the Tercera and spoke again, briefly and in the same, casual, overly-calm to the point oof emotionlessness, tone of voice. "Tercera, I have..a bit of a favor to ask you. Tommaro, I will be challenging the Sexta Espada for his position in the espada ranks and I need a higher ranking member of the Espada to judge the match. So, would you be able to do so? ".

( Sorry for short post. Writer's block.)

As she walked through the darkness, her tummy would feel funny. Or was it her chest? Or was it her bum? Or was it her hand? She couldn't really tell, it kept moving, until her entire body felt funny. It felt like she had to burp... but from her entire body. It was hard for her to describe, but she knew it wasn't normal.

Indeed, normal it wasn't. Within her stirred a beast glad to be home in a land it hasn't seen in years. Though the time frame would usually be insignificant to something as old as it, within a prison with barely anything to do, time stretched long for it. And now that it was home, it planned to get out. It would begin to stir, pushing against the crack, making it bigger with the energy that it's home grants it.

On the outside of it's prison, Nevada's reiatsu signature would rise slowly, becoming actually noticeable... but noticeable as a hollow, not a human. Indeed, she'd have the signature of a weak hollow, perhaps one who would soon join in a cannibalistic feast resulting in a menos, but she'd feel insignificant either way. But alas, that is merely how her body works. Where most people are a shining lightbulb, she is a battery, storing most of her energy within.

She'd look up at the fox man, a confused look on her face. "It makes me feel...funny. Like I have to burp, but not from my tummy, from my head, and my chest, and my hands, and all the rest of me. It's really funny. And not ha ha funny, but funky funny. Know what I mean, Kitjiisan?"

She'd continue to walk alongside the man, Until she'd realize there were other people there. She looked around briefly, she couldn't see anyone...but she knew that they were walking towards something. And then they were there. A garden of some sorts, with three more weirdly dressed people. Is everything dressing weirdly now? Why can noone dress sensible, Like Nevada-Tan! She'd grin outwardly as she announced her name inwardly, in a super hero princess voice. As they got closer, she'd notice not only were they dressed weird, they looked weird. She couldn't quite put her finger on it bu- Aha! The man, he had a weird thingy around his eye. Like a monocle, but there was no chain, and it didn't look shiny like a lens...and his stomach had a black circle on it, how weird. It almost looked like a whole.

Grampa would begin to clap, and she'd look oddly at him as he did, saying something that struck a chord in her, she was compelled to speak..

"Hallelujer! Praise Jaysus!"

Her sleeve covered hands would cup around her mouth as she had a fit of giggles, some inside or personal joke perhaps, or maybe it was just how silly she said the words

Cordelia yawned as she kneeled down and looked to the quartz tree next to her. It was a dark greyish color with a slight shine of it. Probably because of the thin rays of light that shone from above. They dotted the ground floors in odd lines and shapes of hazed white. She peered one golden yellow eye up at where the light was shining from, only to spot thin cracks where the smooth quartz trees had pierced the sand laden grounds of the White Desert above them. She sighed to herself quietly as she peered around the dingy Forest, full of hollows. Her old hunting grounds, as she called it before. She had spent a multitude of her lifetime as one of the Hollow species in the Forest of Menos, devouring any weaker Hollow that came her way. She possessed no mercy during her time as a Gillian, Adjuchas, and Vasto Lorde class Menos. She was always aware of the fact that if she stopped to show kindness or mercy, they would betray and devour her just as easily.

That's how it was in Hueco Mundo. Show any slight kindness that you might have somewhere deep inside that shriveled heart that you had acquired, and the other would turn on you without a single thought otherwise. She shook her cloudy mind clear of thoughts and stood up again. As Cordelia stood up to once again look at the other two Arrancar, her one finger nail scraped against the quartz tree, engraving a thin yet deep line into the tree. It was perfectly straight, like she had marked the spot with a ruler and simply ran her nail against. Cordelia stepped forward towards the two as her complete figure came into vision, no longer hidden by the darkness. The white moonlight gleamed against all of her jewelry. The gold bands and décor among her body cast a eerie yellow glaze across the forest. In most spaces it was darkened by the shadows, causing it to resemble the same hue of a copper cup. One that had been affected by years and years of sitting on a old bookshelf in some dusty house, gathering up decay and rust. But in the spots lit aglow by the paled moonlight, it had shone it's true colors. A pristine and clear gold, something beautiful and not often spotted in such hideous grounds.

Meanwhile, the rubies that adorned Cordelia's chocolate toned skin added even more beauty to the miserable Forest of Menos. In nearly each and every shadow that visible to the eye, you could see a dark red glimmering, about the same color of freshly spilled blood. It bounced and refracted against each quartz tree that stood near them. It shone even brighter in the light spaces, clashing with the gold. It was like a duel in Cordelia's mind. Between the lion and the phoenix. A tiny smile appeared on her crimson lips at that comparison. ”I wonder which would be which.....I suppose us Arrancar would be lions....and the Shinigami as phoenixes...” Cordelia thought, a tiny chuckle unable to be held from her mouth. Cordelia's ears caught the sound of the Octava's voice, boring and lifeless. She wondered if is personality was the same, shrugging to her own question. "Greetings, Tercera..... My name is Raienzo Akuma....Octava Espada, though, I'm sure you knew that last part already." Cordelia heard him say to her. She nodded, acknowledging his observation. ”And greetings to you too, Akuma-san. I'm am Cordelia Rae Cassadine.....The Tercera....” Cordelia said to him, her tone bold. She had ended the sentence with a small, barely audible sigh though.

She was in the Top 4 Espada, therefore got treated with more respect. Still, she didn't mind informality from time to time. " Hello, I am Yuki..But I...." Cordelia heard the girl say. Cordelia peered up at her with one golden honey eye. She heard the shaky tone in her voice, and wondered if she had been around powerful Espada before ." I prefer everyone to call me Perfection... I am Marcus's Fraccion...It is very nice to meet you both." Cordelia nodded and sighed, her question being answered. Indeed the girl had been around strong power. She hadn't expected the girl to be the Primera's Fraccion. But she didn't mind. She spotted the girl bowing and shook her hand at her. A tiny, polite smile was projected on her crimson lips at the girl. Tones of calm shone through at her as she walked forward, deftly maneuvering around all of the plants and fauna around the girl.

She peered down at the girl. ”There's no need to bow. I actually prefer when things like honorifics and bowing aren't used, despite my status as an Espada. I'm not sure how the Octava feels about such things though.” Cordelia said to her with a tiny laugh. She quickly sonido'd back to her spot in the light, but her Sonido wasn't quick enough to be spotted. Cordelia kneeled down and fiddled with the dark ground of the Forest. She swept her finger nails against the ground but in a upward direction so as she wouldn't get dirt under her clean nails. She observed the small impact she had made on the ground.

5 jagged marks were carved into the ground. For some odd reason, Cordelia loved to carve and engrave things. Maybe it was because it was possibly her only way of leaving a mark in the world. The only other way was to make history, be it infamous or for a good reason. Cordelia was about to decided which one she was to choose, when the Octava asked her something. "Tercera, I have..a bit of a favor to ask you. Tomorrow, I will be challenging the Sexta Espada for his position in the Espada ranks and I need a higher ranking member of the Espada to judge the match. So, would you be able to do so? " Raienzo asked her. She raised one suspicious eyebrow and her eyes narrowed. ”You seem eager to climb the ranks....but I suppose I will. I will judge said match in a fair way, so don't expect any sort of special treatment for either side. You can pass that on to the Sexta, who's name I have forgotten.” Cordelia murmured to him. Her voice showed clarity and valiance. Cordelia suddenly tensed up as another presence entered the forest.

On normal circumstances, she wouldn't of tensed up, simply taking notice of the presences. But it wasn't your everyday Arrancar. It wasn't even a species with hollow reiatsu. It was different. It was....”A Shinigami.....an elite, as entered the forest.” Cordelia whispered to herself. Cordelia wasn't afraid of the shinigami. But unlike very many others, Cordelia had a soft spot for the race of Soul Reapers, despite their hatred of her own race. It was what made Cordelia very different and often an outsider amongst the Espada. This presence was approaching rapidly. She thought she may have felt another presence accompanying the shinigami, but it wasn't exactly stable amongst the other presences of the beings in the forest. The Hollow reiatsu had flowed around this forest like water in a lake. But she also noticed this pressure had Hollow traits. it made her wonder what type of being had entered the forest. Her eye twitched slightly as the sound of clapping filled her ears above all others. The Hollow screams of the forest seemed quiet to this sound. Cordelia cleared her mind to peer at the man. At first glance, the man reminded her of a fox.

She actually kinda thought the look was adorable but she would never admit it. At least not in front another Espada. She couldn't truly trust others. She listened into his words but didn't move. "Bravo, bravo, how wonderfer it is to see you here. I guess I should say...Heller and Hallelujer, how yer doing?". He said to them all. Cordelia blinked. She had made up her mind to show politeness to the shinigami, despite that menacing grin on his face. ”Quite well.....Shinigami-san, quite well. And how about you?” Cordelia asked him. A kind smile was plastered on her face, directed at him. She ran her nimble finger through her long fiery red ponytail, causing the large jewel that held her hair to shake slightly. This caused the light filtering through the jewel to split and deviate, almost like a kaleidoscope. She stood perfectly still, waiting for an answer from the three creatures in her presence. Once again, she noticed the same unique pressure she had earlier. She peeked over towards the fox faced man. Another voice came from out of nowhere. "Hallelujer! Praise Jaysus!" It said. It was apparently a she, but Cordelia couldn't spot the girl. Her eyes finally traced from the fox man to a small female figure next to him. Cordelia blinked and kneeled down to where she was peering at the girl, eye to eye level. A friendly smile played on Cordelia's lips as the young girl giggled."Hello....young one..." She murmured. Cordelia's voce was soft and welcoming, despite not knowing what the girl was speaking of.

Not liking the scene which was becoming overwhelming for Yuki she sat down in her flora and pine wood chair, She was still in her release form and holding onto Yoko her double scythe quite tightly. She felt the need to bat her crystal wings at the two new intruders and let the poison do it's job, but she just sat there taking in the scene.

Raienzo Akuma didn't expect any special treatmentin the match. He wanted to get the rank through his ability and skill alone, not by any cheap reasoning. So, he was going to need to prepare for the upcoming match. Raienzo didn't ecpect the Sexta to be an easy opponent, but it would be easier then the last opponent he wanted to face. Raienzo was aiming all the way to Cuarta. It was most probable to be a Vasto Lordes as well when he himself was an Adjuhas.

Just then, however, two spiritual pressures entered the Menos Forest. One of the two was relatively high and was that of a shinigami's, which ment it was most likely a Captain. The other was expodentially weaker, but retained a hollow-like feel to it. This was extremely odd. What the hell would a Captain be doing here? Raienzo would soon find out this answer, as the two spiritual forces came closer.

Raienzo had a high dis-like for shinigami. The only reason he didn't hate them is because he looked at both sides of the story between hollow and shinigami. Either way, this wouldn't exactly end well. The other spiritual pressure wasn't really much of a concern to him, atleast at the moment. The only reason he could detect this to exact detail is because of his advanced pesquisa ability.

Raienzo Akuma looked over at the shinigami and other spiritual pressure he sensed with it once the two had got in range of sight. One of the two being a tall, adult male, shinigami with a fox-like face, just as he had expected. The other was a much younger, smaller, female figure who was much weaker then the captain, or so it would appear,anyway.

Raienzo Akuma he listened to what the two had said, as well as what the Tercera spoke in reply. Either she had a liking to shinigami, or she just always acted like that. Though, he didn't really know why one would see things that way. What arrancar would like all shinigami? Maybe a few, but even ones that said person had never met before? It was indeed odd. Raienzo Akuma began to speak directly to the shinigami captain in his usual tone while preparing his mind to counter if the man had made any sudden movements. "Shinigami, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Soul Society with the rest of your kind?" Even while being partially annoyed with the shinigami's random appearance in hollow territory, Raienzo kept his facial expression the same.

"It makes ya feel funny eh? I thought as much. I'm guessing you're so innocent, it makes you rather naive. You will come to learn. just what I mean by that I due time. And yer, praise him". The Captain said in reply to Nevada-Tan while they were walking towards the group of Hollows. Izanagi had his eyes on the ground as the edged closer. The Kodachi, his Zanapakuto hummed a little to him. Vibrating as if it was beginning to get a little excited by such a fact. Tapping his right index finger on the hilt of the weapon. Izanagi's fox grin remained as the group took notice of him. Like before, Izanagi was more or less very much interested in the female that stood there. His left hand extended. Grabbing hold of Nevada's sweater. Gripping it at the back of her head. This action was taken as a precaution of sorts. Just what was going through the minds of the other before him. Too bad they weren't thinking out loud enough for him. The Captain proceeded to stink out inaudibly, still tapping his finger on the hilt of his weapon. The Forest seemed windless at the moment, more creepy that anything. Wind was passed, it perhaps happened in the past. At this present time, Izanagi was more concerned with those standing before him. The girl felt the sudden need to mess about with a tree. Doing things that the Captain didn't quite get. His right hand rose as he began scratching his head. The tree that she seemed so interested in, was a grand one. A tree that Izanagi was mesmerized by. But just what is grand in the eyes of the Captain? Even the most smallest of things, can be very big. The tree in question had really thin branches, and was without leaves. The branches of the tree seemed rather thin, no doubt will break. Should someone of his, or even Nevada's weight should hop on it. The tree limbs extended over the heads of, the Arrancar. And as if drawn to their Reiatsu. A Monkey like Hollow, with bladed hands hopped from limb to limb. Its final destination was the tree that Izanagi smoke of. The Monkey hollow, wore a white mask, with black horns extending from its forehead. It also had a deadly blades tail, with bladed legs. Those that were no doubt meant for impaling its prey. It was very amusing to stand and watch it all the same. Izanagi kept his fox grin on his face, the white slender branches shaking, rocking from side to side. The Monkey hollow soon hopped away. But chose to appear sometime later, perhaps it was curious? At the moment, Izanagi did not know the answer to such a question. He was far more intrigued my Nevada-Tan. The Arrancar before him, seemed very mundane after all. There was this one girl, sitting down, with flowers and what not surrounding her. Just who the hell does she think she is? It is this exact reason why Izanagi often end up killing certain people. For now the Captain decided to ignore her. His gaze shifting to observe the Nubian queen instead. Her long red flowing hair, the jewel that rested in it. The jewels, that she wore, her bust size, her face, her everything. Was getting the Captain a little excited than usual. The man chuckled slightly, his grin being flashed in the direction of the woman. Then there was miss I'm too good to give Izanagi a greeting. The Captain ignored her for the moment. Well not totally ignored, he was very much aware of her actions. Grabbing hold of the scarf that stretched down towards his abdomens. The Captain did something very unusual. Wrapping the Scarf around his mouth and nose. It was now acting as a mask of sorts, as he stood there. If they couldn't see his grin, how could tell what he was thinking?

The Captain was also being very careful too. After a moment of wearing the mask, out of utter randomness. The man pulled it down slightly. This act was performed in order to reply to the woman. Izanagi observed the woman carefully, just in case she attempted some shit. He was in their territory of course, just what should he expect? A tea party where everyone act all happy? The Captain would be scared if such a thing were to happen now. "Dear me, I'm alright I think my love. And please, call me Izanagi Sama. I am the Junibantai Taicho, and I'm here to conduct a bit of research. Will all of you be so kind as to act as my specimens? The woman will be probed thoroughly, in a fun way. As for the men, I have no interest in them. Though, the male specie can prove to be very vital too. It could be fun comparing the different findings. But what I have in mind doesn't go for both species. I can only performed a certain task, with the specie of the desired sex". Now that the scarf wasn't there anymore, they could all see his grin. The Shinigami. flashed a wink in the direction of the woman. His scarf was then wrapped around the bottom half of his face. Covering his mouth and nose, hiding his face. The Captain was getting in character, trying to act mysterious by dong so. And preventing other things from happening. Those than can cause unwanted things to happen. Such a man trying to snug him, or any of these random women. Truth be told, he wouldn't mind the women, the men he could be so sure about at all. Jushiro appeared to be amused by the red haired female's actions. She could prove to be a fun person to be around. The question to ask is, just how random can she be? Is she good enough to rival the Captain in such a manner. The female that remained seated, the one without manners. Didn't intrigued the Captain as much. She appeared to be far too uptight. There was always the chance, of her thinking she is perfection. The Captain despised that word any more. Since if there was such a thing as perfection. Then there would be no room for improvement in this world. It is the dislike for the idea of perfection that sees him wake him everyday. He could always try to create something magnificent. His powers or even the powers of others, may grow to transcend everyone else. But to say they're perfection based on this? What a load of shitz. The Captain didn't want to hear that and luckily he hasn't. At least not yet that is. Just what would he do should he hear such a phrase? As of this moment, no one knows, and he'd like to keep it that way. There was no reason for him to make a big deal out of it. Cercopithecoid fell from grace, crashing down on the creature without respect was a beautiful scene. The Captain's eyes soon flashed over towards the male. Surprisingly giving the man some of the intention for once. By now the Captain would've accomplished something. Both with actions leading up to this and his earlier words. "Arrancar, if I didn't know any better, I'd say yer a little upset. Does my presence in this ere forest pissing you off? Are you intending to do something about it? But what can ya do about it? As far as I'm concerned, you're a failure among these women. Is that why your face is such ugly and is without life? Yer seem like a boring person, ya need to loosen up some". The Captain was hoping for a reaction out of him. The main purpose behind this, was not to die of boredom like the others. Izanagi also wanted to propose something to the Arrancar before him. Such a thing could prove to be most troublesome too. But there is no time like the present at all.

((Its now bed time for me. So I am stopping my post there lol))

Standing up she smiled at the small child which she had just noticed, Sonidoing next to her she smiled down at her and made a bush of beautiful flowers of all kinds grow around her and the girl. Sitting down next to the girl she looked up at her with a sweet harmless smile. " Hello..What might your name be...Mine is Perfection..Or that is what folks call me."Her voice was slow and sweet as she ran her fingers though her own multi-colored hair. Yuki blocked and closed everyone but the girl off from her mind, as she wondered what this child so beautiful was doing with this man. With a snap of her finger she made a small throne like seat filled with roses and orchids and made of pine wood like her own, The seat Was made just for the girl. The chair like the one she sat on was sturdy and very strong as it was rooted to the ground, It gave a sweet pine smell and looked gorgeous. A small array of flowers began to collect on the floor in the already growing flower patch, the flowers made a small circle with a light colored bunch of twings inside the circle after the flowers stopped growing in the order it went back to spreading all over the forest floor like wild fire. Yuki looked down and picked up the crown of flowers that looked to fit the girl that she now was sitting next to, handing it out to her face turned into a pleasantly calm one.

Cordelia continued to stare at the young girl that was standing next to her. She was quite a pretty young girl, yet her face held a peculiar look of what seemed to be....innocence? Cordelia furrowed her thin delicate eyebrows at the thought of an innocent being in her presence. It somewhat astounded her. She hadn't seen a single innocent being in all of years as an Espada. All that had fell before her eyes was despair, war, wrath, and betrayal. Cordelia slightly wondered if, despite her benevolent efforts against these factors, she had indeed been contribution to them. At the thought of that, her nose wrinkled. The very thought of aiding something she despised made her stomach turn with utmost hatred. As Cordelia peered deeper into the young girls eyes, she began to wondered if anything in this world was truly innocent. Every being takes part in some form of sin, however kind and polite they are. But she wasn't sure if it worked the same way with good. It was truly no matter of Cordelia's.

What was a girl who had ascended from a mindless race of soul devouring monsters doing pondering good and evil like she had known the two her whole life? That's correct. She shouldn't be. So she pushed all of the foolish philosophical thoughts out of her head....for now...and developed her curious gaze into a nonchalant stare. She once again used the Pesquisa technique, which didn't even require a physical action for her. It didn't even require the strong focusing of her mind anymore. She felt reiatsu levels, but it all came in a loose blend of spirit pressure. In order to properly measure the level of a specific being, she had to acknowledge them properly. She didn't have to stare at the girl, but Cordelia kinda felt like it would add to the whole theme of her oddness. Cordelia slowly tilted her head to the right side of her shoulder, til she was looking at the girl sideways. Her crimson red yet silky smooth hair fell lankly from the tight hold at the base of the pony tail. Hair fell all around her shoulders and back, curling into spirals.

She suddenly noticed the girl's eyes were glued to Cordelia's well endowed chest. With a surprised yelp, Cordelia backed away a bit, finding it odd that such a young girl had been looking at her breasts. Her yellow eyes broke the stare when she remembered the young Fraccion of the Primera had not spoken back to her. She found it slightly strange as to why she wasn't. Cordelia wondered if the first impression of this young girl had indeed been true, that of a slightly snobby child. She felt like brushing off the assumption, but it stuck in the back of her mind. Cordelia made a mental note to study the girl's behavior patterns. If anyone truly knew Cordelia, they would discover that she wasn't one to give up on things she believed until she had located a truth. The smallest of things would irritate her until she managed to discover it too.

This happened to be a very small thing she was irritated about, but Cordelia was somewhat bored to begin with, and sure as hell didn't want to return to her extravagant room in Las Noches. Sure, it was gorgeous and beautiful. But the persistent risk of clingy Numeros whispering away outside her bedroom door, it scared her away from any prospect of going near the room. Cordelia slowly got up from her knees and directed her curious gaze from the young girl with a Hollow like reiatsu signature, to the fox-faced captain. She swiftly strode over to the same quartz tree she had engraved the deep line on and leaned against. Cordelia crossed her arms together and placed one foot against the tree base. The interest in her eyes smouldered for a few seconds, almost as if it was dying down. But one quick look at the fox faced man rekindled the curiosity.

In those brief seconds, her eyes had went from a simple yellow, to a even darker gold, displaying streaks of the previous yellow. The transition from dark gold, to a bright honey had gone smooth, almost unnoticeable. A sly smile was flashed at the fox faced as he grinned at her. She could spot some interest in his eyes, and took a bit of comfort in the thought that another being had found some entertainment in this strange situation. She shifted her gaze up at the small cracks in the make shift ceiling above them as it let in light, continuing to light up the forest with her jewels and gold. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the fox faced captain playing around with his odd scarf, wrapping it around his mouth and nose. A slight frown tugged at the corners of her lips, slightly confused as to why he was hiding that sneaky fox grin. A small chuckle escaped the Tercera's lips as he pulled the scarf from his face, Cordelia slightly amused to see the sneaky grin again.

"Dear me, I'm alright I think my love. And please, call me Izanagi-Sama. I am the Junibantai Taicho, and I'm here to conduct a bit of research. Will all of you be so kind as to act as my specimens? The woman will be probed thoroughly, in a fun way. As for the men, I have no interest in them. Though, the male specie can prove to be very vital too. It could be fun comparing the different findings. But what I have in mind doesn't go for both species can only performed a certain task, with the specie of the desired sex" The fox faced man explained, who's name she now learned was Izanagi. Of course, Cordelia would oblige to his request, like any polite Arrancar would. But the last part of his questions had puzzled her.

”My love? My my, I haven't heard those words spoken to little ol' me in my lifetime. Well, not that I can remember of.” Cordelia said to him with a slight laugh. It was true after all. Despite Cordelia's beauty, the Hollow and Arrancar race had proved to be quite invulnerable to such things as vanity. ”Pleasure to meet you, Captain Izanagi-Sama. I am Cordelia Rae Cassadine, but you can call me Cordelia.” Cordelia said, introducing herself to the fox captain. The sly grin was still sitting one her heart shaped face, making her look even more devious. ”....Specimens? Hmm......” Cordelia said to him, her tone slightly miffed at the thought. She always viewed specimens as test subjects who ended up getting killed by things like poisons and rogue inventions.

She stayed silent for a few seconds, staring down at the ground. Cordelia was debating whether or not she should take this risk. But she sighed and looked up towards the fox captain, returning with a very mischievous smile. ”I suppose I'll agree to this....specimen....request. But ya batter not mess me up. Besides....I have nothing better to do and I get a slight feeling you'll be a bit stubborn on this matter....which would likely cause a tedious battle, of which I don't want to take part in. I'm not very fond of fighting.” Cordelia answered. A look of suspicion played onto her features. Even though she trusted the shinigami race, she was unsure if they trusted her. Well, at least trusted her enough not to damage her through means of experimentation and researching.

Cordelia's small sly smile evolved to a full on devious grin as she flashed a wink to Izanagi. She whipped her head to the side to face the Octava, who was apparently asking the fox faced Izanagi a question. "Shinigami, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Soul Society with the rest of your kind?” Akuma asked him. Cordelia blinked, deciding to keep quiet. She was busy with other things, specifically the monkey like hollow that was swinging around the forest. A look of intense displeasure cast a shadow on her normally satisfied features. An small tinge of annoyance ran throught her, caused by the monkey hollow. Wouldn't the silly hollow know to keep away? Wouldn't it feel pressures beyond it's own? She frowned, remembering how careless and instinctual hollows were. Cordelia crouched down, like a panther about to strike, and flashed a playful smirk at the young girl.

Instead of leaping towards her, Cordelia jumped straight upwards. Without any use of Sonido, she was floating weightless for a few seconds in the air, high above the group. Cordelia yawned as she began to fall downwards again. With a rapid outreach of her lanky arms and onto the quartz branch, Cordelia was hanging from the branch. She huffed and sighed, blowing a strand of hair out of her eyes. She smiled slowly, kinda satisfied with her actions. She solidified her iron grip on the branch and did a handstand. A sudden look of panic filled her eyes, mainly because she felt as if her breasts were about to slip from the top.

A huge gasp of relief was released from her lips as she swung forwards and down. Just as Cordelia was about to go in another loop around the branch, she released her death grip on the branch and shot forwards to the tree she had been leaning on earlier. Her fingers dug into the tree, but instead of going back to the ground like she had before, Cordelia climbed up farther until she spotted a sturdy branch. The branch spanned just above the center of where the tiny odd group was gathered, and she smiled. She felt like a spying tigress, watching all from above. Luckily, she had also returned in time to hear the voice of Izanagi-sama talking. "Arrancar, if I didn't know any better, I'd say yer a little upset. Does my presence in this ere forest pissing you off? Are you intending to do something about it? But what can ya do about it? As far as I'm concerned, you're a failure among these women. Is that why your face is such ugly and is without life? Yer seem like a boring person, ya need to loosen up some". Izanagi-sama said. Out of what seemed to be nowhere, Cordelia's laughter chimed in.

It sounded light, yet still amused. She quieted herself after a few seconds, gaining a embarrassed blush on her cheeks. She didn't laugh at others often, but she had found Izanagi's answer to the question quite entertaining. She continued to shift her gaze around, the faces of each person entering her mind as Cordelia's eyes rested upon them for her perch on the tree branch. Her arms clung to the branch without much effort, while her legs were swung loosely over the edges. Cordelia yawned as she spotted the younger arrancar girl surrounding the girl with flowers and fauna. Cordelia's eyes possessed little interest in her actions, but found it slightly comforting the girl had shown a bit of attention to someone other then herself.

Raienzo Akuma listened to what those around him said, but kept his focus on the shinigami captain who he was highly suspishious of. So, the man wanted to do some experiments on the other two? It was obvious what kind of testing the male was planning, and Raienzo didn't really care about that. What he did care for was that, what if in the process of said testing, the captain found a weakness in the arrancar genetics that the shinigami could use to their advantage? Since the captain had come all the way to the Menos Forest to do some tests, it was most likely the Captain of the twelvth division.

Raienzo wasn't as vast in knowledge about the Soul Society as most shinigami, but he knew the basics, such as the job of each squad, how shinigami's powers worked, as well as several kido techniques. The twelvth division, to his knowledge was the intellectual core of their orginization. The espada were much different. They had no squads or anything. Just ten numbers. The lower number being stronger then the the higher. That was it.

Raienzo was seemingly ignoring the monkey-like hollow in the trees above. It was just a normal hollow living it's normal life-style. Nothing really special to be curious about. Though, he was fully aware of it's existence.

Raienzo Akuma then heard the male begin to speak again, obviously attempting to provoke him. He was getting somewhat more annoyed in his mind, as the shinigami's mere presence was an annoyance to him, but he wasn't the type to do anything rash or stupid. This was a Captain, after all. They wern't to be under-estimated. His facial expresison remained the same, showing no sign of being affected, so, unless this man was able to read mental thoughts, there would be no noticeable sign of his annoyance. Atleast not yet.

Raienzo began to speak again, his voice clearly directed at the shinigami he was examining. "Maybe it is...Maybe it isn't. But that is none of your concern. And I could care less over the oppinion of some Shinigami . You may have a high rank in your Soul Society, but you shinigami are still just trash in my view." That was his honest oppinion. All shinigami were useless garbage to him. Even the most powerful and highest of their ranks. It was extremely rare when Raienzo actually respected a shinigami.

Raienzo thought that the only reason that shinigami should even exist is to keep the balanced. After all, without a balance, the hollows would reach such a high population, that it would become crowded. Not to mention there would be many more Adjuhace and Vasto Lordes that could rebel against the Espada.

She'd squirm, getting out of Izanagi's grip rather easily, the hoodie falling back into resting on her shoulders. She'd giggle as the taller woman started bouncing all over place, still more or less ignoring the gay looking man. It would be at this point that the smaller girl would walk over to her, introduce herself, over Nevada a throne and a crown~! Teehee, it made her feel like a princess. She was feeling a bit funny, so the chair was a good idea. She'd alight upon it, albeit a bit weirdly, sitting on the balls of the feet, taking the crown and setting it crookedly onto her head.

I'm Nevada-Tan! Nice to meet you.

Somewhere within her soul however, someone was trying to get out. The orb certainly wouldn't hold it back for too much longer.


((Short, sorry.))

Cordelia yawned as she reclined on the thick tree branch. She leaned to the right and downwards, paying attention to the small group below, when she heard the ever so bored voice of Akuma. "Maybe it is...Maybe it isn't. But that is none of your concern. And I could care less over the opinion of some Shinigami . You may have a high rank in your Soul Society, but you shinigami are still just trash in my view." Akuma said, his words obviously directed towards the fox faced Shinigami. Cordelia snickered audibly, and looked down at them. ”Ohhhh come on children. Play nice. We wouldn't like any little fights here in the forest, now would we? And Shinigami aren't exactly the trash most of our species thinks of them to be. It's wise to stay away from stereotyping other races, or we'll look just as bad as they think of us to be.” Cordelia murmured, her voice a mix of sarcasm and humor. She always found herself laughing at her own species, or any species for that matter. Sure, she tried to look at the best aspects of situations. But sometimes, the more hilarious and less then flattering factors of a conversation or even a persons habits would manifest themselves. This would give Cordelia one of two choices. Be polite and disregard them, or to totally acknowledge them by laughing wildly at them. She would often choose the first one, but it would be quite fulfilling to pick the second option.

However hurtful it may be to the person, Cordelia truthfully didn't care. She did what she wanted to, with only a small amount of restriction holding her back. Cordelia yawned and continued to trace her nail along the surface of the quartz tree branch. She ran her finger along it quickly, to where it began to get even more shiny. After a few seconds, she stopped. The spot where she had been rubbing vicariously was now as reflective as a mirror. She suddenly heard Izanagi's voice, namely the odd proposal he was introducing to the present Arrancar. "What will any of you do, if I were to tell you that I plan on having the Arrancar submit to my will?" He said to the small group of Arrancar. Cordelia flinched, and a look of instant displeasure appeared on her face. She wondered how one man would propose something to a group of Arrancar, and still be so.......relaxed. It chilled Cordelia to the bone. But the displeasure and shock was erased from her face, and she Sonido'd back down to her carved tree. Her arms were crossed over her large chest as she stared at Izanagi, interested.

”Listen, Foxy-sama. I won't join you just yet......but I won't cut you down. Your to interesting for me to do such a thing. So i'll hold on that offer.....first, I need to see whether you capture my interests or not. But.....you do captivate me, so there's a chance i'll join in this little cause of yours.” Cordelia replied to him. Her voice was heavy with humor, yet held some form of a pleasured purr. Her head turned and looked down to see the little girl, who had been so intent on staring at Cordelia's chest earlier. She heard the girl repeat her own name. I'm Nevada-Tan! Nice to meet you. The young girl said. She was obviously talking to Yuki, the young Fraccion of Marcus. Truthfully, Cordelia found the girl somewhat insufferable. But no matter. Cordelia's focus was trained on the two visitors. She wondered what the young girl's real name was, as she couldn't imagine a parent naming their child Nevada-Tan. Maybe it was her real name. If so, Cordelia decided to keep her small criticisms silenced.

Raienzo Akuma thought the current scenario through the enigma of his mind multiple times. He was trying to decide upon the best course of action for the moment...The shinigami wanted to take over Hueco Mundo eh? Well, Raienzo didn't exactly want that to happen....Not at all.. The only person who should rule the arrancar in his opinion was another arrancar.. Raienzo had two choices..three, actually. For one, he could be a dumb-ass and attempt to kill the man now, though, that would not bode well as he had no data on the shinigami or how much power the individual had. Secondly, he could just sit back and let time take it's course...Lastly, he could wait until the main event of the individuals plan began and hope he had gathered enough power and knowledge of the target by that period in time to kill them.

Raienzo Akuma heard the Tercera begin to speak as well after the shinigami captain had. Just a minor thing he thought of right off the bat. Why call the group children when most the group was likely even older then her? Then again, he didn't know her age in actuality, just appearance. He himself was well over two thousand years old, most of which was spent as an Adjuhace. A second thought Raienzo had was about the accusation of shinigami being trash was a stereotype......He didn't think shinigami were trash over a stereotype. He had his own reasons to his thoughts on the matter. Raienzo had looked over both views of each race as a whole several times over his low amount of time in the Espada as of yet.

Raienzo Akuma moved his right-hand over the black hilt of his right-zanpakto attached to his waist. The sheathe the blade was in was a pure-white. It was extremely easy to see in n area like this, but the blade and hilt it self were as black as midnight. From the length of the sheath, one could be able to estimate the blade was at a length of around 46 inches. On the other side of his waist was another blade in another sheathe the exact same as the one he had his hand on. This was because he used a duel-wield type zanpalto that was not common among shinigami and arrancar.

Raienzo was preparing for combat if need be, but wasn't going to do so just yet. At that moment, he sensed yet another spiritual force enter the Menos Forest. This one was much larger then even the Tercera's or any of the espada he had seen thus far. This ment one of two things,, It had to be the Cero Espada, the head himself, or the new Primera. Through this new development, Raienzo decided to go with his third plan from the three he thought of earlier.

Raienzo finally began to respond to the shinigami captain once again, his voice the same unchanging sound that it had always been so far in this encounter. "I'd be more then glad to end your life here and now. but that wouldn't be the best choice in this scenario.....I won't do anything yet..But, when the time arrives, I won't hesitate to send you on a one way trip to hell....

(OOC: My post has been voided. Sorry, i thought it was approved as only one thing was said to be fixed. So until it is approved, I will not be posting.)