Affiliation: Las Noches | Rank: Leader of the Arrancar Army | Zanpakuto Name: Kyōka Suigetsu
- Created By Sousuke Aizen
Taken:
Continued From: Conformation The trio walked until they made the door of the throne room. Ulquiorra slowly pushing it open to find lord Aizen walkin...The Price to Navigate:
Continued From: The Intruder Zeshin pushed open the door to the empty throne room and stepped in to address Aizen. "Father, may I speak with you?"...Familiar Faces:
Aizen sat to his thrown, his face resting in the crock of his hand as his elbow propped to the armrest of his throne. Gin as usual. Watching. His keen eye always on the look out for the unexpected. However, this time his eyes watched a familiar, but not so familiar to Las Noches. Zeshin. With the word he sent out his Espada would be arriving shortly so he can announce Zeshin's return. As sly grin decorated his lips as he waited. This was indeed going to be an entertaining encounter with a few of the Espada and their Fraccion.
Hidden Within:
Deep within the fifth tower Kita stirred. She looked around her with a heavy sigh.
"Finally, he has awoken, but why do I feel his reiatsu so close?"
Sighing again she moved forward to finish her tack at hand. She would seek answers from her Master later when she saw him.
Closing:
Continued From: Stir
Aizen sat in his throne room the palm of his hand resting to the side of his face his elbow propped to the arm rest of the chair he occupied. His thoughts very focused on the task ahead. Each of his collages standing in his throne room; Gin not far from him to his right and Tousen to his left observing the visitors that entered the room. Each one that stood before him bowed their head and addressed him as either Master or Lord, but one has still yet to appear in front of him. The one that will determine the successes or failure of his plans. Their life swings in the balance, but is already decided on which way the cards will fall. Not even the Gods could change their fait now.
Aizen then sat up as he gazed across the throne room. For there he saw Ulquiorra. Behind him the one that he so patiently waited for, following diligently behind. The Fourth then stopped before his Master. His head lowered in a bow as he stepped to the side presenting the one behind him.
“As you requested, my lord.”
Aizen’s eyes gleamed with corruption a smirk drawn across his face as he stood.
“Very good, Ulquiorra,” Aizen then turned stepping down from his throne. “Come with me. There is a discussion that has been waiting for your arrival.”
Aizen, his long awaited guest, Gin and Tousen fell in order and walked from the room leaving Ulquiorra there and waiting for their return.
Continued To: Coming Soon
