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on Mon Mar 20, 2017 11:30 am

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Graven sat on his couch, reading a book with a Coke and some take-out sushi sitting nearby in what could be considered the penthouse suite of his palace in Las Noches. He was getting to a really good point in his book, when he sighed and closed it, taking a drink and continuing to eat his various rolls of sushi. Alyss was out wandering the vast city under the dome of Las Noches, and Annora was training in the span between the buildings, under the artificial sun. His mate would be back eventually, but his daughter...Well, she'd tire herself out, and she had her own room in the palace. He wasn't terribly worried, considering he had a few people watching her, just in case. Sniffing lightly, he noticed a somewhat familiar scent in the air but couldn't place where he knew it from. Popping another piece of sushi in his mouth, he began chewing as he moved to the door, where he could sense the other presence. Obviously his reiatsu was similar enough to someone the Espada knew, or the stranger knew to ask for Graven. Either way, he could tell that the other man-for male he was to Graven's enhanced senses-knew his way directly to Graven's suite without a guide, and was trusted to do so. Swallowing his sushi and putting on his apathetic mask, the Cero Espada opened his door to see what this "visitor" wanted.
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on Mon Mar 20, 2017 11:47 am

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"ʜᴏʟʏ sʜɪᴛ ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴀss ᴊᴇsᴜs ᴄʜʀɪsᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇʀs ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴ ᴀ ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴀʀ ʙᴀsɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴅᴏᴇsɴᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴇɴsᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ ɪᴍ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ."

Pushing open the door and walking past Graven Fel, the Fire-elemental Hollow strode into the Cero King's room and looked around, almost as though he were looking for something in particular.

"ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs ᴏꜰ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ ᴀss sʜɪɴɪɢᴀᴍɪ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜɪs ᴀss ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪs ᴢᴀɴᴘᴀᴋᴜᴛᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴍɪss ʜɪᴍ."

Turning to Graven himself, the Hollow sat on the nearby chair and let loose a long sigh.

"ʜᴀs ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʏᴇᴛ?"


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on Thu Mar 23, 2017 10:15 pm

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Graven's thoughts spiked as he watched a being made of molten stone and magma walk into his den without a care in the world, but sobered when he realized who it was. It had been quite some time since they had spoken, but it was certainly Kaitou's Inner Hollow. Closing the door behind the other creature, he listened to the being speak and sit in a chair. Going over to his fridge in a movement so fast it would spin the head of most, if not all, other spiritual beings, Graven grabbed a Coke and tossed it over before silently moving back to the couch and sitting. Sighing heavily, the Arrancar looked back up at his guest and spoke, his voice sounding far too tired for it to just be noon out. "Yeah, I heard. I paid a visit to the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, and she gave me a tip as to who may have been the last to have seen him. Some Accelerator guy, works for the Committee from what I've found. High-ranking officer, but that's all I've been able to scrape up. The empowered humans seem to be keeping tight-lipped about most of their operations. Perhaps you could tell me more, Solstice?"

Picking up the Coke he already had on the table when the Hollow had arrived, he took a swig before grabbing his chopsticks and taking a bite of an eel roll. He wasn't afraid of the formerly Inner Hollow, and had proved his dominance long ago. If he felt that it was wise to start another fight, Graven would be all too willing to show him once more why he was King.
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on Fri Mar 24, 2017 9:27 am

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"ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴍɪss ʜɪᴍ ʙᴜᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ. ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴍɪss ʜɪᴍ. ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ ʏᴇᴀʜ ᴀᴄᴄᴇʟᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ɪ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ sᴀᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ sʜɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏɪsᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇx ᴛʜɪɴᴋs ʜᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢɢᴇsᴛ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋs ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅs ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴋɪɴᴇᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ꜰɪʀᴇs ᴏꜰꜰ sʜɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ʙᴀʟᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴇʀᴏ sᴘᴇᴇᴅs ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜs ᴋɴᴇᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀs. ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜs ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴊᴇᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛᴜᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ʜᴇ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ sʜᴀʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɢʟᴀss ɪɴᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟs ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ sᴛᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ sʜᴀʀᴅs ᴏꜰ ɢʟᴀss ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛs ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ."

Though it may seem like Solstice never took a break to breath it was mostly because he was talking telepathically to Graven, utilizing the freedom of his throat and body to grab the coke Graven had thrown him and drink it all down in a single gulp, knowing otherwise it would get too hot to drink comfortably and wouldn't be as good.


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on Sat Mar 25, 2017 5:49 pm

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Graven sighed as he heard this. It cleared a ton of questions he had up, but it also brought in more. How was this Accelerator able to control inanimate objects like that? True telekinesis would take a ton of energy to pull off, and typically wasn't used in such numbers, or with something as heavy as human vehicles tended to be. Was he able to affect them with his reiatsu, somehow, and send them flying in a manner similar to telekinesis? The ability to redirect any projectile not controlled directly by an enemy was disconcerting, also. That implied something other than telekinesis, but there really wasn't much else it COULD be. Was there?

Groaning, Graven's eyes narrowed once more. If Kaitou was dead-and there certainly was enough evidence to prove it-then how was Solstice here? "Thank you for letting me know, Solstice, but I do have a question. A very, very important one. How are you here? If a Zanpakuto dies with it's wielder, then so too should an Inner Hollow, correct? I have a basic understanding of how a Zanpakuto manifests, even if I've never seen one do it myself, but it would stand to reason that a being like yourself would be able to as well. Is that what you've done?"
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on Sun Mar 26, 2017 2:28 am

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Upon Graven asking Solstice how he was here, Solstice grinned.

"ʟᴏɴɢ sᴛᴏʀʏ sʜᴏʀᴛ ɪᴍ ᴀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅᴀss." He shrugged his shoulders, tossing the now empty can of soda over his shoulder and out the window, ignoring whether or not the window was actually open, and returned to speaking.

"ʟᴏɴɢ sᴛᴏʀʏ ʟᴏɴɢ ɪᴛ ʜᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛʜᴏᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜs ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ sʜɪɴɪɢᴀᴍɪ ᴅɪᴇs ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴢᴀɴᴘᴀᴋᴜᴛᴏᴜ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇs sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴀᴛᴏsᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛᴇᴄʜɴɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ."

Solstice glanced over at Graven to make sure he was registering all of this information, knowing he had a small issue with pausing in between sentences. "ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛʜᴏᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜs ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜɪs ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴏɴʟʏ sᴇᴀʟ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴜs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴀʟ ᴄᴀʟɪʙᴜʀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ. ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀs ᴀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴄᴀʟɪʙᴜʀɴ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ʙɪɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs sᴏᴜʟ ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴏʟʟᴏᴡꜰɪᴇᴅ ʜɪs sᴏᴜʟ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴜsᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴀʟɪʙᴜʀɴ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴜs sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛᴇ sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛᴇɴsᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴜs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴜsɪɴɢ ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ɪᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇɴᴛ ɪ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ."

Knowing he answered Graven's question as well as he could, Solstice stood up and looked around. realizing there was nothing else for him to do, Solstice... was free. There was no one to hold him back, no one to prevent his goals from coming true... there was nothing that would ever stop him again. And yet... he was sad. He realized that Hollows weren't supposed to have emotion, and maybe this wasn't a genuine emotion but more of a situational awareness due to being not a fucking retard, but regardless of how it was manifesting, Solstice was genuinely sad. He missed Kaitou, he missed his friend, and he turned to Graven with a smirk.

Nodding lightly, he hoped Graven understood what Solstice wanted, because there was nothing left to do. Nothing... left.


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Sighing as the can hit the closed window, bouncing down onto the floor, Graven listened to Solstice's explanation with a frown. So that was the great secret behind Zanpakuto...Theoretically, if a soul were to reincarnate upon their "death", then the Zanpakuto would be drawn out of their comatose state...Food for thought, regardless. Watching Solstice stand up, he did so too, recognizing the look on his face. The wistful expression followed by intense sadness. Picking up his blade from where it rested laid against the couch, he nodded back to the other spiritual being while white-knuckling the sheath. "Say hi to Kaitou for me, and tell him...Tell him that ants can't go dying on their gods. I miss the poor bastard."

Drawing his Zanpakuto in one smooth motion, Graven spun it for a moment before lashing out, aiming to bury the blade in the other being's heart, right up to the hilt. Rare, silent tears formed and ran down Graven's face, his blood-red eyes leaking for the first time in what felt like centuries. Hell, it had probably BEEN centuries. The loneliness crept into his soul once more, reminding him that, for all of his power, he couldn't save anyone. His power separated him, isolated him, and the few friends he had made that could even handle being near him all left in the end. He was alone...
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