“It’s my turn now…” Szayel stated, a tint of glee in his tone. He was looking over a vast amount of paperwork. To be more specific…the RESULTS of his countless experiments on the new Fraccion. While he hadn’t been able to perform quite as many as he wished…especially on the one that had escaped, he had still gathered sufficient information on the others to fit his whims. Laughing sadistically to a joke in his mind that he was sure only he could comprehend, he stood and exited his chambers in quite a rush.
Entering Aizen’s chambers, he bowed low. “Lord Aizen.” He greeted. “I’m terribly sorry for requesting an audience with you so suddenly…however, I simply felt this could wait no longer.”
Aizen looked on at Szayel as he bowed before him. "Get on with it, Szayel. I do not have all day." Aizen pressed him knowing how Szayel can ramble on about things at times.
Szayel cleared his throat as he rose. "Yes, of course. I have merely come to you with the request of getting my own fraccion...I think it due time that I receive one of these...humans to take as my own. The process with the Hogyoku fascinates me...I would very much like my own fraccion with which I could tes--witness theories I hold on the transformation and degradation process..." He hoped Aizen hadn't caught that.
Aizen looked at Szayel with an amused smile, "So you want your own fracción finally. Fine, do as you please." Aizen told him motioning him away with his hand. Szayel got a sadistic grin on his face as Aizen quickly added, "On seconded thought. I have received word there is a rogue fracción wondering around that is looking for a master.” Aizen looked on at Szayel waiting for a reaction.
Szayel adjusted his glasses. "How very fortunate for me then." He commented with his sadistic grin remaining. "Send this fraccion to me. If they should pass my analysis, I will accept them. May I have permission for some...radical experimentation?"
Aizen looked at Szayel with narrowed eyes, "And who would this be used on, Szayel?" Aizen asked him rather curious of his answer.
"No need to worry, my Lord. I will exclude all experimentation solely to my own, should permission be given...of course." Szayel said, a gleam in his eye.
Aizen nodded, "Good. I will tell this rouge Fraccion to contact you. Is that all, Szayel?" Aizen asked him.
Szayel's smile became devious as Aizen granted him permission. "Yes, My Lord. That is all. I thank you for your time..." Bowing once more, he turned on his heel and quickly exited the chambers.
Aizen gave an amused chuckle shaking his head, "He is truly more warped then myself."
Returning to his chambers, Szayel let out a chilling laugh. “Yes! At last! I will have all the answers I desire!!!” His voice echoed.
