And silence, like darkness, can be kind; it, too, is a language.
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And silence, like darkness, can be kind; it, too, is a language.
Hanif Kureishi, from Intimacy (Scribner, 1999)
Would it be rude of her to laugh? Possibly. There wasnât much to laugh at though. He seemed annoyed with her presence. Or was that her imagination?  Either way, it would be difficult to rid himself of the zanpakuto until her wielder was free. âVery well; if you say so.â
A nearly constant brooding demeanor would do that, leave people guessing about what he was thinking or feeling. He wasnât so much annoyed, not by her, he was put off by the idea of possibly having to go to another meeting or worse, being sent on some mission without warning. Since that wasnât the case and sheâd clarified as much, he was feeling a lot more relaxed. âYeah, well, itâs what Iâm saying now so I guess, take it or leave it.âÂ
âDo you have a problem? You are always free to speak your mind.â Doubtful he would⌠At least in her presence.
Didnât he just say he didnât want any form of trouble--Â âAs far as Iâm concerned I do speak my mind, at least when itâs important enough.â and this was not one of those times. All he wanted for the time being was to be left to himself and his cushions that were severely calling his name right about now.
"Why would you think he needs you? Can I not just seek company when he's busy?"
âIâm going to assume that you can, mostly because I donât want this to amount to any form of what some might call trouble.âÂ
Checks in on her old pal.
     Old pal, is that how she wants to see it. Sure, he can go with that then. Itâs not like she was the one who got away or the one who broke him, no, that wasnât them. It wasnât him, anyway, he didnât dwell.
âEmilou, you looking for Lily?âÂ
Leans against him.
âIs Lord Aizen looking for me or something?âÂ
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Ď Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Oh he was going to play with her and she was enjoying it. Perhaps more than what she should have been if she thought about it. Yet, now wasnât the time for such deep thoughts. She was having fun and wasnât about to stop. She focused hiding her reiatsu as she ended up in one place seeing him use a technique she had used. The thought of someone keeping up with her, so few people could do it and the thought sent excitement through her, something that she hasnât felt in a while.
She took off again, knowing he would follow she waited and timed it just right. Appearing behind him she had tapped his upper back near his shoulder, flashed a smile and took off.
âDoing good to keep up, how about to see for a catch? Youâre it Coyote~â
     Honing in on the similarities of each technique being applied, he was doing just fine anticipating her movements, meeting her with a ghosted image at every new location but then she began to fade. well, the sense of her had. Concealing her spiritual energy, something he was never adept at. It rolled over in his mind for a duration, how could someone with such tremendous reiryoku control it with that level of mastery. Of course Aizen was another heâd come into contact with who was very much capable of the same. The so-termed Primera never did get around to asking about it.Â
So now it was left up to his eyes, to follow her, darting after each visage she left behind until---
He moved to turn behind him at the tap to his shoulder. An inquisitive eyebrow lofty at the sight of another wide smile from her.
âCatching? Are we talking a game of tag here? This is beginning to sound like itâs going to take effort.â
At this point he was talking out into empty air with nothing left but laughter on the wind. He slumped a little to one side, weighing his options with a gruff sigh to follow.Â
âThis better be worth it.â
     A sudden disappearance of each of his forms, he reappears high above, with only his eyes to rely on, itâs remarkable that there isnât a trace of her, it wasnât as though she could meld into shadows like the Captain heâd faced-- then again he knew nothing about her other than what heâd learned in this encounter. She was skilled in speed and held a very potent spiritual energy, on top of all of that she was apparently lively and active, a bit in the ways Lilynette is.Â
A hint of movement, he spares no time in instantly maneuvering to meet it.Â
Ď Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â She heard that it wouldnât scare him off, and he wanted to be impressed. She laughed a bit at the thought, he wanted to be impressed, and the shock on his face of her so close meant she caught him off guard. She was doing good in her books, and having fun with it as well. It was the next thing and she felt it, a shift happened similiar to Shunpo but not quiet, it was what the arrancarâs used wasnât it? The raised eyebrow and the man beside her made the catâs expression turn slightly seriously.
âNot bad, letâs see how well you can keep up.â
The challenge was set, and she moved several different locations, her laughter seemed to be carried by the wind. Oh she had more in her pockets than just a quick step, the cat in her was just begining to play with the man who was making things interesting.
     So, she was going to take him seriously now, the quickest Sonido known to Heuco Mundo usually did get others to think twice, not only about him and what he could possibly be capable of but also of their own well-being, suddenly aware of the position it placed them into. But she-- she was fast, his eyes didnât move to follow her right away, he could detect what she was up to, he often employed a similar technique, anytime he did get into a formidable spar or battle, who was he kidding, he rarely sparred, didnât need to.Â
âI can keep up just fine, question is--âÂ
The manâs visage is instantaneously gone, clear from view.Â
Much like childâs play there are several empty versions of himself, just as many as she has in motion, effortless for him as he imagines it to be for her.
âAre you ready for that?âÂ
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Ď Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â The dark skinned woman stood there with a grin on her lips as she seemed to rock back and forth on her heels. Such an interesting question coming from a the brunet man infront of her.
âWhy would a wolf, want to kiss a cat? You might try find out this cat is bigger than the wolf.â
Oh this was going to become an interesting thing wasnât it? Her grin never faltered it seemed to be a bit bigger than what it was. She shunpoâd close to him, only a few inches away before she moved away and before he had a chance to blink.
     What had it been, a trace of discernible power, of more to this individual than what had been expected. Something familiar, not about her exactly but in the way her spiritual energy displayed a remarkable proficiency, for the duration it had been witnessed. She was disguising it now but he was certain heâd sensed it-- someone like him, whose power overflowed. A thing so rare, it actually piqued his interest to the point he was up and seeking her out.Â
âIt wouldnât be something thatâd scare me off, actually I wouldnât mind being impressed-- for once.â
     She hadnât even waited for him to finish his sentence, already in front of him with an exceptionally wide smile, he wasnât ready for that. Immediately, he knows for certain her expertise must be speed with how well she wields it because sheâs gone in the very same instant.Â
Was he going to humor her?
A raise of an eyebrow is the last thing she sees before heâs there beside her, a jaded look expressed with his hands still in his pockets as though to say, is that all youâve got to show?
âSay no more, I understand.â The Cuatro said, hands in his pockets. Seemed heâd been sent by Lord Aizen. That honestly explained a lot. âThe greatest threat to our number are the Captains, but they would only be needed for someone of Grimmjow or Zommariâs rank to yourâs. Anyone below could possibly be delt with by a powerful lieutenant. The greatest threat out of the Captains are the Head Captain and the, 4th, 8th, 13th, and possibly the 6th. Should you be faced with these foes, it would be best to stay on guard, Aside from them, thereâs Ichigo Kurosaki. I take it you know of him?â
âRight, that all makes more than enough sense to me...â
The Cuatro, precise and to the point, the way he read situations and delivered information was efficient, taking up as little amount of time as possible when getting the message across. It was something Starrk could appreciate, at least. Listening, intently as data was shared, his mind riffled through the possibilities of which his foe might eventually end up being, one of those mentioned, it would be expected with what his rank was, even if it was troublesome, he preferred to be informed about what he could be dealing with. But he supposed any questions could come after this briefing.
âKurosaki Ichigo, Iâve heard the name tossed around sure. Lord Aizenâs made mention of him and so has Ichimaru, if I remember correctly, heâs noted as a substitute Shinigami, one with some exceptional abilities. Anything more I should know about him?âÂ
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This was oddâŚwhy was Starrk of all people before him. Let alone awake of all things. He was known throughout Las Noches as itâs greatest sleeper than as the Primera. âWhat do you need, Starrk?â
     With a grumbling and reluctance carried by a sigh he stepped forward, raising a hand to scratch and rub at the back of his head. Yeah, he was up for once, as most would say. And Ulquiorra  was the fortunate one to have to deal with him, it would seem.
âLook, itâs not like Iâm awake because I want to be.âÂ
     He knew full well what that expression being caste in his direction meant and honestly he didnât want to bother with any of this any more than the next guy.
âAizen said you were the one to ask about what to expect from the Shinigami forces and their allies. So, give me the run-down.âÂ
Yeah well, guess that makes me dead tired.