Post by Value on Jul 5, 2015 23:06:38 GMT -5
He'd let this go too long.
The false sun of Las Noches shone down over the parched sands of the desert city, casting shadows even though outside the city was covered in endless night. Nobody stirred much out this way, one of the abandoned Espada towers. Its top sheared away by some massive force in the years gone past, a structure dedicated to the old Noveno Espada. Pockmarks and rubble still dotted the abandoned tower, abandoned because no Ruler since the Siege had bothered to repair it. They didn't have to, after all. The last Noveno Espada had been years ago...no need to repair a structure that would not be used.
Las Noches was in sorry shape. As it stood right now, its power lay in precisely two people. The King, and the Primera. The man who would might have been Segunda, Nazomi, and its other powerhouse was missing. The next most powerful person could have fallen to one of two people...Souta, once Sexta...
And Evelynn.
Takua stood in the air, overlooking the tower Evelynn had taken up residence in. That she was out here, instead of in an actual Espada tower, had him very much doubting she was a true, official Espada. It'd be just like her to call herself that without having actually earned the title. Or perhaps she was doing it to avoid his attention. Possible, given what she'd been up to. If she even paid an ounce of attention to his warning, she would hardly want Takua to notice it.
Of course, if she'd heeded his warning at all, then they'd hardly be in this situation, now would they?
But she hadn't. Funnily enough, she'd changed her tactic as well. He wasn't quite sure how making Vaizards exactly fit in with saving the world, but he knew damn well that blowing a Cero through over a hundred people blindly really didn't fit in. Not exactly saving the innocent doing it that way. Since she seemed to have gone back to blind murdering, or maybe even just not even caring about the lives she took, it seemed that the Primera was going to have to teach her a little something again. Since Evelynn had so completely ignored what he'd had to say...he'd have to show her that he wasn't kidding.
This wasn't what he wanted to do. He'd have preferred to have avoided her while she worked through her delusion that he was some angel sent to help her burn the planets away. Maybe he should have tried more, but she was just as unwilling to listen to him as he was to listen to what she wanted from him.
But he'd listened.
And this felt wrong.
She hadn't wanted to do anything last time. Asking him to do everything, asking him to stain his hands for her paradise, but not her. This time she'd been the one to do it. Even worse, there were other...traces of her presence across the planet. It was possible that she'd even gone so far as to do this over and over again, finding other Shinigami to make into Vaizards. How did she know? Had Tova told her, either the King or the real one? Couldn't be Severance, given how Evelynn felt about her. Maybe Obsession knew? That would be troubling...especially since that was the man who had the most to gain.
It was possible.
But even if he had nothing to do with this sudden change of attitude, even if he was uninvolved...
Takua ascended to the top of the tower and looked down over the lip of it, his reiatsu utterly suppressed and his steps as silent as he could make them.
He wasn't going to enjoy this. No matter how much she irritated him, he simply couldn't find it within his heart to enjoy what he might have to do.
The Primera took a single step off the shattered lip of the roof and plummeted to the floor below. Air blew past him as he descended to a room that was surprisingly clean and well maintained for the wreck of a tower he found it in. It was a pity that it might get destroyed by a fight. But that depending on what Evelynn had to say....and just how merciful he decided to be.
He'd seen the bodies that had lain in the wreckage.
He'd seen children.
He did not slam into the stone. Takua came to a sudden halt six inches above the ground, feet digging onto a platform of air, and the blind man didn't even need to turn in order to look directly at the woman who lived here. Not wasting time, he spoke without letting his attention waver even once from Evelynn, “You know, I've been wondering.” The words slashed across the air like an unsheathed sword, his face openly pissed off even though his words were deceptively calm, “How does creating a Vaizard help the world and keep people from becoming Hollows? I'm also a little confused about how murdering random humans with a Cero does anything but fall under pointless murder.” Both of those things that she had professed to need him for once. Professed that those were the things she wanted. Only months later, and there she was. Betraying her own insane, supposedly divine message.
Only one question mattered here before he reminded her of the price of a life.
Why?
“So please, explain.”
W:C 903 | GP: 18 | Total: 18
