Send my muse a "★" and they'll admit their first impressions of your muse.
vasto lordes are rare. such is the law of the seireitei, the understanding they have of hueco mundo. and it is, from what aizen has gleaned, almost true enough. so when he first sees her, it is striking. she is striking. a vasto lorde with piercing eyes of seafoam green and hair bright against the paleness of her natural armor.
she commands fierce loyalty from her small pack, he can see that, such loyalty that they will sacrifice themselves for her. he knows she has been a thorn in barragan's side and that intrigues him. the skeletal vasto lorde does not like him; aizen knows this too. but she is more intriguing by far. a hollow who displays traits of compassion. in some ways, she reminds him of nelliel, her predecessor.
an arrancar he has made, more gillian than adjuchas despite his prior appearance, has attacked them.
and she interests him enough for the shinigami to intervene. the cut on his palm is as nothing, though he can well imagine what gin will likely say later, or kaname. a shinigami bleeding in defense of a hollow, those that they were trained to destroy. the blow is strong; had it landed, it might have killed her.
and then he turns to her and smiles calmly before speaking.
❝ with the power of sacrifice, it is possible to do the impossible. ❞
yes. she is beautiful. she is strong. he can see it within her. she does not trust him. she will be an able tool and even as drops of red patter onto the sands below his feet, she kneels before him, bowing her head. he will be her king and her god.
she is fierce and self-sacrificing. he is eager to see more of this. to see if this is just an aberration or something else entirely. he could speak of that to gin, later. a woman seeking to protect those she calls her own. he can respect that, easily so. ably so.
