Out of the sands, and into the city [Group/R/Open]

Livor outstretched his arms and legs and moaned blissfully. The arrancar was full had found a bunch of young spiritually gifted humans, one of them even had an undeveloped power to entertain the Fraccion. Luctus smiled, remembering how quickly the frozen flowers became much less desirable after being crushed by the fists, wrapped in the living membrane. It was truly delicious absorbing the freezing power and then tearing the soul from an open skull, while the girl's friends watched, gripped with uncontrollable terror. Come to think of it, they shouldn't have been older then ten in human years. Oh well, the battle without a challenge was just a free victory. Livor placed his hands on the back of the head and stared absently at the moon's blind eye high atop. Oh how he envied humans for living in a world like that, the world with bright shining stars at night and blazing sun during the day, they had deserts of scorching sand and deserts of freezing wasteland. Humans were greedily spending the wealth of their world on their petty humans and it filled the arrancar with rage, he wanted to do the same! He was about to embark on a hateful adventure within his mind when something irregular appeared on the night sky - a garganta. Livor's eyed the gaping maw that seemed to have devoured a portion of the shimmering stars attentively, expecting one of his "colleagues" to appear. That he wouldn't like, since fellow arrancar seemed to always either have a bone to pick with him or had a less malicious way of distracting him from doing nothing, but no other arrancar attended the human world that night.

A large Hollow stepped out of the garganta. The creature descended in an unsightly manner: both air and earth trembling from the impact. It looked like a minotaur from ancient legends, its form was clad in armour and seeped with black mist, two white eyes gazed around in what most likely was awe. Livor stood up, he was wearing what seemed like black shinigami robes, the big difference being the hollow hole gaping on the right breast. His hands were covered by white gloves. Luctus walked up to where seemingly unsuspecting hollow was standing. He glared at the weird guest with a gaze with of childish excitement, as if looking at a new toy.
"Hi there! Are you lost, little one?" - Livor's voice was deceivingly welcoming, lips stretched in a welcoming smile.
"What amazingly disymmetrical limbs. I would awfuly fancy to posses such grotesque arms. They are clearly a waste on the lowly hollow! Although I wouldn't go through cutting my own off. Maybe I could put those on the back? No they are too big. I do hope this one won't struggle so much when I will begin cutting him up." But Livor was full, plus slightly playful. So he would wait for the hollow to respond (that is if the creature could even comprehend speech) and see how to handle the peculiar intruder.

WC: 506
GP: 10 {total: 10}

Thoughts - yellow
Words - dark red

Ritz was too intrigued with the surrounding city that he didn’t take much notice of a single figure taking note of his appearance. Maybe if Ritz wasn’t in such awe he may have been able to sense the reiatsu of the approaching figure, although that was doubtful. His ability to sense reiatsu was quite non-existent, or near enough. Maybe he would have been able to sense him, likely not. This inability to have noticed the figure led to a great surprise when he finally realised somebody was watching him, which also lead to another surprise because Ritz was soon to catch on that he must be someone special, given the fact so far in the human world no one had so much battered an eye lash at him. The only thing he had done that had attracted small attention is when he landed, and even then the people were only interested in the craters.

He turned his head towards the figure, which at his size was like a mountain turning to face a hill, and stared at the figure in return. His eyes baring nothing but a light glow emanating from within his mighty helmet. Ritz was new to having company that didn’t kill you on sight, and didn’t know what to make of the man’s stare though he looked friendly enough. If Ritz knew what shinigami were, he’d probably be slightly scared at the man’s uniform, seen as it perfectly matched their uniform. Though this was the first time he had ever left the comfort of the desert. It was a big step for him.

The words from the man swirled around within Ritz’s head for a small time, wondering how to respond, and then he spoke in a low tone of voice. “...Little one?” Looking down on himself then back to the man he came to a conclusion “But I’m bigger...Then you.” Ritz’s knowledge of speech was as such, he could comprehend the words, just not in the way other people use them. Naive, he would take everything literally.

The Minotaur spoke out again, this time responding to the former part of the sentence, rather than the latter, “I am not lost...Merely on a...Vacation. I grew tired...Of sand and...Hollows out for me. I needed a break...Some change...An adventure” His voice resonating from his helmet noticeably perked up at the end of his sentence, showing as much enthusiasm as a he could despite his almost emotion void tone. “Hueco Mundo...Is a boring place...This place is...Unique.” Ritz stopped his rambling for a short time and just went back to staring at the surroundings, slightly given up interest in the man until he would respond. He let his eyes once again get blinded by the magnificent city lights.

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Words: 457
Gp: 9

Hollow's voice came out deep, with metallic notes weaved into the simplistic response. Livor chuckled, amused by the way the creature spoke. The conversation resembled the way human comically portrayed the way cave people and barbarians. For a second there Livor's mind drifted away, thinking of how similarly disrespectful humans and arrancars treated their ancestors (cave people and hollows respectively) simply because they have attained a higher level of evolution and therefore power. When Luctus has returned from the adventure within his head, his brows came together in a displeased frown - the hollow seemed to have lost interest in the conversation an proceeded to stupidly stare around. The frown changed to an evil smile, eyes, touched by the lightest of slant, closed and the right hand, index finger of which was decorated with a complexly forged white gold claw , raised to the neck level, shaped as if holding a ball. "I might be smaller in size, but there is a less noticeable difference between us that you overlooked, child." Between bony fingers a black ball of pure, malevolent energy began forging. Cero colour of the moonless and starless night began its wail, slowly getting closer to the dreadful crescendo.

"Maybe just even this weird creature out a bit? If his right arm was as thin as the left it wouldn't bother me so much. But the cero will probably won't make a very precise job out of it! Aaaagh! It pisses me off! Why can't I be uniquely unsymmetrical! Maybe if I had two arms on one side and one on the other? Ooooh! I can take the smaller left one and tie it to myself! Hee-hee-hee!"
"Alas, I mean no harm to you... mm... Hollow? I don't suppose you would have a name? Regardless, if you have come here on a vacation you absolutely must try the local cuisine! Wait right here!"
Luctus really wanted to see the weird mouth-less creature will devour its prey, he was also dying to observe the unevenly sized hands would be involved. Aaah, his heart was in a very good place at that moment, as he was taking the blissful steps towards obtaining the desired, or ultimately losing interest, what was very often the case with the small spontaneous obsessions. The reason the hollow was still alive was only because of amusing the insane arrancar so, plus in the course of the last several decades Livor has been moving towards the state of mind where hollows were no longer worthy of envy or even hate, they were more on the level of plants. Although he did once stop, shaking with wrath, when he first saw flowers dancing to the wind's flute and basking in the light's benevolence without a care in the world. After standing for several hours, slithering his skinny body, imitating the flora's movements he became bored and moved on, realizing once and for all that plants were utterly useless beings.

Livor disappeared, using a sonido, and went looking for something for hollow to snack on. It didn't take him too long. He noticed her just on the park's boundaries. She was a human, woman most likely in her twenties, she was dressed rather lightly for the time of the night: a long one-piece dress and pointy heeled shoes. She had short black hair and brown eyes, located on the refined round face, touched by an aristocratic elegance. Livor's eyes narrowed into two lines - he truly hated beautiful women. They were always so full of themselves, shining their beauty left and right, mocking him with their very existence. Although female's beauty was not why she was to die tonight, but the fact that she was looking straight at Luctus, clearly able to see him.
"Are... are you a shinigami? I wasn't sure at first, since you felt a little different. I..."
"Of course I am dear" - Livor lunged himself forward like a snake. His left hand went through the woman's throat, finger's weaved around the spinal cord and cruhed it in a swift movement. With the right hand Luctus slashed across her face, leaving three ragged marks and one cleaner, where the claw gouged into flesh. The beautiful face became a horrid mask. As he eviscerated the victim, arrancar's face remained expressionless, deep amber of eyes frozen solid.
"Die, die ,die, perish! You think your beauty belongs to you!? Hah! Where is it now!? ... Fuck! I should have kept the face untouched for myself, would look nicely in he collection!"
Livor used another sonido to return to where the hollow hopefully still was and threw the corpse beneath the creature's feet. The woman's soul would momentarily be liberated from its chain and ready for the beast to consume. "Do not hold back. The meal is on me!" He would watch the hollow feast on the frightened spirit, which was rich and tempting, bound to awaken the predator's primal hunger. Sickening flames of excitement danced in the depths of amber eyes.

WC: 832
GP: 17 {total: 27}

Ritz’s mind continued to ponder why the man kept calling him child, and little one. Child was slightly acceptable to Ritz, he probably wasn’t that old compared to most hollows, assuming this guy was a sort of hollow from the hole he bore in his chest. Little one confused him. He was far from a little one too many people; his helmet like head alone was easily higher than most. Less noticeable difference from the way the man charged a cero it could be assumed he meant in power, and if that was the case Ritz was starting to take a slight dislike to the man. Unneeded combat Ritz could smell on the horizon if the man continued his ways, and Ritz disliked unneeded violence with a passion. The evil smile of this heavily hinted the outcome as well. He figured soon enough he would try fire that cero at him and end him, Ritz wouldn’t allow that, he was here for vacation and peace not for death and destruction. If the man tried to fire his cero, he would take it head on as so the amazing landscape around him would not get too heavily damaged. His thicker arms hand began to clench. He would fight.

Or not, so it seemed. The man quickly dissipated his cero soon after he had teased Ritz with it, saying that he truly meant no harm. Ritz wondered about how much truth were behind his words, but slowly go of his guard as well in favour that maybe he what he said was the truth, giving the man a naive benefit of the doubt. Stupidly going with his heart over his brain or instinct.

Soon after the incident with the cero the man disappeared to get some of the local ‘Cuisine’. Not that Ritz knew what that meant, though he was rather excited about it. This cuisine must be quite amazing if even someone like him spoke highly of it. Maybe, just maybe, this guy was nice after all to recommend such a thing to him. Maybe this man could be a tour guide of sorts; he would certainly like someone with him to show him the great things about this world. From that he knew already there were quite a few of these congregations of people, with many of these odd shaped rock structures too; that people seemed to be disappearing into. From where he had been in the sky when he arrived he could see several near the one he was above, so his time here certainly would be well spent if he went around them all before going back to heuco mundo.

Quickly the man appeared again with the ‘cuisine’. Ritz’s heart sank slightly. For in front of him wasn’t an amazing ‘cuisine’, which he guessed now meant food from the fact that he was told to enjoy the meal, but a woman who the man had killed and hoped for him to finish his work. Ritz, being a hollow who had regained some of his sanity and whom detested killing for power, refused to eat her. To consume would be to gain strength, to gain strength would be to lose himself. This was what he believed, and he would stick by it to the best of his ability.

Holding back his primal desire to consume her, he lifted his head and spoke back to the man. “I shall hold back...I do not want, to eat her.” He stared sorrowfully at the girl, pitying what fate had brought upon her, and then spoke again. “If this cuisine...is nothing but local life...then I do not want it.”

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Words: 606
Gp: 12