Out With The Old, In With The New. { Cheshire/ Closed }

"Can you come to my tower? I require your assistance with something."

Hearing this was a start for the cat.

She had a lot on her mind due to all the recent developments, maybe even too much. It was dragging at her. Gnawing at her chest, making her burn with the thoughts of the things she's done and still had to do. She was no where near over with this long journey of hers. Was she getting tired of it? Of this all?

No, of course not. Her desires flared as strong as ever. She would not so easily succumb to impatience. She just... needed to sort out these things, as she had always done. Perhaps all these events had left her... frazzled?

No, no. There was still much she needed to do. There was no slowness in her step when she moved, no dull to the shine of mischief in her eyes. The queen was still going strong as ever. All she needed was some tea and... relaxation. She deserved that much.

Yet, here was this voice. Sobek Septicimia. Mental notes ran through her head. The Tercera Espada. A scientist of sorts? She didn't know much of his personal story, or the things he might have accomplished. She knew, at the very least, he was in a position of power she didn't easily mess with.

This topic of Espada was coming up often lately, wasn't it? Irony.

She needed a new day job.

The slightest hints of stress bubbled under the surface of her physique, dragging her tongue against the inside of her teeth. An Espada wanted her, specifically. He called her name. She could feel the eyes from his cameras, no matter how hidden or not they might be, on her. She knew where every damn camera in this castle was and she hated the feeling of being watched. She was no subject. Quite the opposite, actually.

She was everything, didn't he know? So high above this Sobek he'd be truly blessed to even touch a toe of hers, piercing down through the clouds that separated the two. Her reply, however, was simple. "As you wish, sir." Bile rose with the disgust at her words, though no expression changed on her face. She turned and began to walk in the necessary direction. How quickly could she talk her way out of whatever this was?

She knew where he would be, where he wanted her, and she'd be there soon. Was she scared? No. Nervous? Probably not. She was sure she could take him if he tried anything, anything at all. Anxious? Apprehensive? Annoyed?

Maybe a little, on all counts. The alliteration of emotions was a nice touch.

For better or for worse she soon found herself at the door to his castle, pressing her hand against it, now. She breathed through her nose, deeply, careful that no indication of her negative disposition would give itself away. Always the cheery, playful, salacious one, wasn't she? Free fingers scrunched up her skirt, leaning in a small bit.

"Salut. I have arrived, sir."

He already knew that.

She could feel the cameras.

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Word Count: 508

GP Count: 10

/Total: 10

(She's right outside your door, or /a/ door, I don't really know. Castles are weird.)

Whats the matter Sobek? Getting a headache?

Shut up...

Awww, are you coming to fact with how cruel reality is?

Shut up, shut up.

Whats the matter? Im still you, it wont matter who is in control because we are the same~

You are different....

Different? Yes, i am. I have the Desire to kill, steal, and cheat my way to my goals.

That... wont work.

You play this world a bit too carefully.

Sobek frowned and knew that if he was gonna find a way around this that he would need to remain calm. So he headed off to the little coffee table at the back of the room and made himself some tea. He blinked when he saw the monitor bring up Cheshire at the door of his castle and smiled softly, he liked it when people were respectful enough to not tear down a wall. He poured himself a thing of tea and sighed softly when he could smell the aroma from the tea itself. He smiled softly when his microphones or at least stereo system that was built into the tower had sent the message of Cheshire arriving to the tower. He gently, after getting everything ready for tea, went back to his chair and sat down in it. He gently placed his cup of tea down and pressed a button to activate a microphone down at the door.

" Come on in, you can even help yourself to some tea if you want. "

And with that the door opened for Cheshire, the camera's hatch opened up and allowed it to retreat back into the castle it helps protect. Sobek only smiled to himself and reclined back onto his chair as he waited for Cheshire to walk herself all the way up to him. As he waited he was dragged back into his mental world where the sinister being only chuckled while walking around him. He did not saying anything really, besides all the chuckling and small mumbles that escaped its mouth. Eventually in that dream like state the two Sobeks stared at each other, one of them with honest curiosity and wanting to know what the other one is thinking. While the other one only grinning and thinking of the freedom and abilities that he could get from consuming the original.

What are you thinking?

Wouldnt you like to know?

Yes i would.

Well thats a shame.

And why is that?

Because i wont tell you.

Sobek frowned at the other version of himself for he hated not knowing anything about it nor being able to understand what itself thinking. He knows that its him or at least another version of him so it should and would be thinking in a way similar to his own. Yet for some reason he just could not get himself to understand what the being wants specifically and how it imagines being able to take over the body. The darker being mimicing Sobeks form only chuckled gently as the dream like world around them began to crumble. With one half of the world staying the same and the other half looking oddly like the void from which the dark being was born in. It was obvious that Sobek who managed to keep himself in control for now, was starting to lose his mental grip.

However he woke up just in time to see Cheshire and he smiled softly at the young beauty of a arrancar. Course he did not see her as beautiful due to his one track mind, but he was slowly recognizing her appearance as beautiful rather than nothing at all.

" First... I never quite got to learn too much about you... Please, sit down and relax. I dont bite. So if you would tell me about your self and include your power..."

Word count: 621
GP earned: 12
GP total: 25

She hated the smell of science. Even out here the sterilized whiteness of it hit her in the face, scrunching up the nose of an otherwise perfectly amicable and polite expression. She despised science. Most of it, at least. 

Experiments. Test tubes. Strange liquids and bright, beeping machines whose programmed operations were a mystery to anyone but their owner. She hated it, the colors, the scent, the taste it left in her mouth. She wasn't some progressive technology hating heathen. (Durr hburr, technology is bad, fire is scary and Thomas Edison was a witch, etc.) Quite the opposite actually, surround sound stereos stretching fully around her personal suite with speakers in every corner and an ambient lighting system in place for those times when the mood needed to be just right.

She valued progress, especially as who she was, (the Queen had to evolve with the ideals of her people, after all, even if she had been around long before any of these ideas were even thought of) but not the kind people like Sobek Septicimia dabbled in.

She'd be on her best behavior but she was leaving the moment she saw a scalpel.

"Come on in, you can even help yourself to some tea if you want."

Now she was on the move, stepping past the threshold of a place she'd rather... not, to put it lightly. The smell was worse inside for someone with sensitive senses such as herself. She pulled her cloak of Reiatsu tighter around her, careful not to leave traces or touch anything with it. She didn't know the things he kept in here. She'd heard only stories.

It was a long walk, gloved hands clasped neatly behind her back, fingers intertwined. Heels snapped sharply against the ground with each step she took, echoing down the otherwise empty corridors. She passed doors, quite a few of them, though she never spared a glance inside any. She made sure her figure remained tranquil and composed. Those cameras were still on her. Her eyes were bright, trailing the walls as if for no reason other than curiosity, but she was charting every detail about this place she possibly could.

Mainly the cameras.

Well, he did say there'd be tea-- no, as if she'd drink anything he gave her. He might be a 'nice' guy, as nice as any Arrancar could be, even, but she didn't know much of him or his true intentions for her here. She wasn't going to allow herself to end up some experiment. Or worse, dead.

The role of 'nicest Arrancar' was filled to her knowledge, anyways. Too many and they'd get a bad rap.

"First... I never quite got to learn too much about you... Please, sit down and relax. I dont bite. So if you would tell me about your self and include your power..."

She found herself in the main room. At least she assumed it was, judging by the sleeping Arrancar seated in the center, buttons and gadgets and various... science-y stuff littered around him. Sleeping? Or was he just relaxing? Waiting? A fleeting option occurred to her, a twitch to her fingers as they yearned to grab her dagger, end this meeting and take his spot as the Tricera. That's how it was done, right? It's how Souta did it, she remembered.

Vaguely.

No, his eyes flitted open and she matched his smile with the warmest one she could come up with herself. Pleasant. Playful. Sly, even, biting down on her lip as he began to speak. She let her hands move slowly from her back, one laying on her waist and the other fluttering along her cheek.

"Salut, sir."

Tell him about herself? Her power? Inwardly, she clicked her tongue, careful that the impolite displeasure didn't show on her face. What was his game here? Details of her power had never really lingered; considering anyone she used it on fell under her, um, care, she never really had to worry about backlash or rioting due to her distinct form of 'mind control' and rather... liberal use of it.

Mind influence, rather, for how much it could actually do for her. Always subject to the whims of the victims in some ways... but she knew that eventually people would probably get word of the effects she had on others and hypothesize from there. At the very least, the Tricera Espada- Las Noches' leading mad scientist0 having taken notes on it wasn't completely unlikely.

But what did he know? How much could she say, how much of her explanation could be edited, without him getting suspicious?

"No, thank you, sir. I prefer to stand. It is only polite in your company." That was her approach this game, after all. No matter her various wiles or charms she wouldn't dream of trying to flirt with and seduce an Espada. At least, not this one. No, she could survive in other scenarios. This wouldn't be the first time her salacious tendencies weren't what won her the board.

"There is not much to say about myself, sir. I am no more than an Arrancar, here to serve our," bile; distinct, poisonous, burning bile rose in her throat and was quickly swallowed down. Disgusting words. Horrifying words. "-King and the Espada such as yourself. My standings here are average and I have no enemies or direct allies to speak of, though I try my best to get along with who and what I can.

If this is about my frequent visits to the human realm, I apologize. I am a creature of habit and curiosity. I do not cause trouble." He wouldn't know. She never let herself be surveyed without her knowledge, unless he had a trick up her sleeve, a power she didn't know about.

"Forgive my rambling. My power, you ask?" She had a back-up plan, right? She had to have one. There must be something in this clever mind of hers that had a fail-safe idea for a power should she be asked what hers does. It has to be similar to her real one so details could get muddied, but different enough that she wouldn't be ruined by it circulating.

Well, she didn't have one.

La dracu.

Always adapt. There was no problem with winging a situation. It's how you survived.

She didn't miss a beat, words falling from her lips naturally. "I help people. I help people let go a little, enjoy themselves. I help people be what they need to be to live the life they want to. With all due respect, sir, it's great for parties." A joke, at least her attempt at one. She quickly went over what she would do if he tried to discipline her for the informality. She could Sonido away or she could take it, as blocking wouldn't be the best idea. She'd have to take it, she reasoned, judging by what the power behind the blow might be. "It's transferred through touch, generally to the temple. It's not entirely useful, I apologize for any misinformation you might have heard otherwise. I've never been one for combat."

Her real power, her siren's song, streamed gently along with her lies. He should believe her. She willed that with all her might. Focus on me, Sobek Septicimia, and the words that I speak. I would never lie to you, Sobek. Not to you. Let me know your desires. Allow me to be your confidant. What is it you wanted from this scenario? What is your goal here?

What is it, really, that you desire?

With me?

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Word Count: 1217

GP Count: 24

/Total: 34

He payed close attention to the words that she spoke, the tones and every way she decided to speak her words. It was always a interesting thing to see how many others spoke and talked as well as how they put their own goals within their very speech bubbles. He turned his chair to face her completely to be at least somewhat polite to a young maiden like herself. He payed attention to everything she did and how she used her standing posture in order to not want to sit down, which was odd a lot of his guests preferred to sit down. He only shrugged as he looked the feline maiden over and over, listening to how she spoke and even then repeating it inside his head to find any cracks. He knew that some arrancars would appear nice and loyal, but lace their words with clever lies and false promises.

He had noticed that she had a small amount of hesitation when she started to talk about who she serves, specifically the King Erasmus and the Espada. He wondered if she, like another female hollow that he had met before her, desired to rule Las Noches one day. She had the beauty, but something about her just seemed to lack the properness of a leader, no she did not look like one. She looked like a clever being, one who can use her rather good looks to get what she wanted and if her power was as interesting as he has heard about from rumors. Then she would prove to be of something useful to him later on in his career, that is if he could ever manage to drag a shinigami here to interrogate him for information.

She described her power being one that helps relieve oneself of mental ailments or at least that is how he understood her as she talked about it. It would prove to be yet again as interesting and useful as he himself gets headaches, but so do many of the other arrancars around here. Maybe she could work along side Takua to help the mentally stressed or at least that is what he thought about it. However, not too long after that something burst in strength inside of him and it wasn't the thing he wanted to feel. He closed his human eye to see on what the hell was going on in his mental world only to see the world become mostly like the Void. The Dark being was sitting on a table meant for one now with Sobek being the one standing.

What the..

Mhm... that noise... feminine... But not Kirishi...

What.. What noise?

You dont hear it?... I do. Sounds like a beautiful maiden, calling out to a stronger being.

What the hell..

Well, Sobek it looks like the end for you.

This is.. not possible..

Dont worry, i will take good care of the body.

And with that the dark being shifted into Sobeks former adjuchas state and devoured Sobek in one bite, claiming complete control over the body.

Mean while in the real world.

Sobeks body went limp for a few moments, before a egg like shape of darkness wrapped around him and encased him like a cocoon does to the larva before it shifts into a butterfly. From within the cocoon a soft chuckle could slowly be heard increasing in loudness, before the cocoon broke open with a burst of energy. From there Sobek stood, his skin no longer white with black markings, but now eternally a dark grey. His hair still long and white however, that was dealt with without much of a problem for Sobek had taken his zanpakuto and cut his hair to make it short. His human eye was no longer even human looking, but pure black with a purple iris. His Hollow mask did not change, but his body seemed to have gotten less muscular, but in the way of a body builder slimming down.

He smirked softly as he looked himself in the screen of the computer and grinned. He then turned to face Cheshire and his smirk only grew wider and wider as he looked the female arrancar over. He than began to clap gently as if he approved of what the woman did to him for only now did he truly understand what she did to him and he was honestly thankful.

"...A Mental afflicting power, one that drives the desire of one being to focus on you. Heheh... Oooh how you have so much potential...

You have my thanks, Cheshire. Without you, i would of been trying to take control for a while longer. "

Word count: 765
GP earned: 15
GP total: 40
 

Something felt wrong. A nagging feeling in her chest, something she tried to ignore. It wasn't shame or remorse for using her power on an Espada, no matter how quietly and peacefully she did so. No... it just... felt like something was wrong. Judging by his face and the politeness he displayed in response to her he seemed to believe her. That was good. She could demonstrate her 'power' if asked, allowing only the barest traces of her Reiatsu, speak to him as she made physical contact. She could pull it off. This, this game, was her forte.

But something felt wrong. She hadn't messed up, had she? She mentally rewrote and went over the words she had just spoken and every event within this thread of events that had happened until now. She had played this as perfectly as she ever did. Perhaps she'd come out of this meeting with one more guy under heel, a strong one, a smart one. Perhaps she'd turn this further in her favor and add another toy to the mix.

She had been on a collection kick since Jian. That boy had sparked something in her, a particular, craving interest that she wanted to feel more of. This, though? This feeling she could do without.

A look of confusion passed over Sobek's face and an eye closed, the one that appeared 'human' compared to his other. Panic? No. Patience. She'd wait to see what had just gone through his head. Was her feeling of absurd dread not inaccurate in its welling? What was going on his mind? He had gone limp, Cheshire immediately going on full alert. Her eyes widened as she took a single step forward, concern bubbling on her lips to hide the simple, burning curiosity she truly felt. "Sir?--"

It all went black.

The moment the cocoon made its appearance she was gone, back against a far wall, carefully not touching the machinations that lined it behind her. A single Sonido from her was all it took. Her own Reiatsu responded in kind by shrouding her slight figure in its lavender mist, holding her Zanpakuto Tentadora at an 120 degree horizontal angle in front of her. She was using it as a ward, the blade reflecting the stark, chilling black that spread around the Tercera. It was all reflexive, all immediate. No chances. Safety and caution. The Queen must not be harmed.

Laughter.

She picked up laughter coming from inside this impromptu blob of darkness that only furthered her guard. Pretenses were gone. This was trouble. Was he okay? Of course he was okay, he was laughing. Was this his plan all along? Lure her to his lair and kill her? He had another thing coming, she definitively asserted. She wouldn't go down easily, no matter the feeling this gave her. Her lack of presence would be noted, anyways, if she suddenly disappeared. She had followers. There were toys she played with every day. She was the Queen, after all, people would miss her when she was gone. ... Right?--

Now wasn't the time to deal with emotional epiphanies. Something was still off. His laughter didn't sound right-- it didn't sound quite like the man she had just been speaking with. Darker, even. It unsettled her, though her composition did not falter. She was not so easy to crack.

Her suspicions were confirmed when the cocoon burst- Reiatsu hardening for a moment to stifle any negative effects the short, contained explosion might carry. Sobek Septicemia was markedly different where he sat. Greyer. Did he just cut his hair? The moment his Zanpakuto had been drawn to do so she tensed, imperceptibly, tongue pressing against the insides of her teeth as she contemplated what, exactly, was going on. His eye had changed as well, though she found her nature of mischief still going strong when she noted that she preferred it this way.

"...A Mental afflicting power, one that drives the desire of one being to focus on you. Heheh... Oooh how you have so much potential..."
 

It spoke. It spoke and it noted her power, the exact details she had just left out from her explanation. This was no longer Sobek. No, that was not entirely correct. It WAS Sobek. It was not the same Sobek. His voice had different intonations that Cheshire felt a certain kinship towards, to her own surprise. A desire fulfilled. The taste it brought to her mouth was palpable. She knew that embellishment well, even more so as it was what she strove towards every second of every day of her immortal existence.

He knew of her power because he had felt it. This Sobek was just as intelligent as the one before it. She had no idea what she was messing with here, and she hated that. Knowing was everything to her. You couldn't play the game if the pieces and rules made no sense.

Potential? How dare he speak to her of potential. She knew what she had, what she was, and what she could do with that. She had been on that road for a long, long time. Her grin did not falter. It didn't know how to. She knew she no longer needed to pretend, perhaps, but this was still the Tercera Espada. Could she kill him? Would she be able to? He now had first-hand experience as proof that she had lied and he didn't seem to care. Should she keep lying? She couldn't just be herself.

The last thing she needed was him actually trying to kill her right now.

"You have my thanks, Cheshire. Without you, I would of been trying to take control for a while longer."

Thanks? It was... grateful. This... thing, this Sobek, it was clapping for her. It thanked her. What was this?! What was going on? Had she... accidentally let this out, in some way? Whatever "this" was? Had her power brought out something neither she nor the 'other' Sobek could handle?

Or had this been his plan? No, 'it', he, said he had been trying to take control. A failed experiment? She had helped speed this process, somehow. Her power. Was using it a mistake?

Her patience, for once, began to wear thin with all the questions. She wanted answers, and she wanted them now.

"You.

You are not Sobek Septicemia.

No, you are, aren't you? But I find it unlikely you are the same man you were when I first walked into this room. May I, with that knowledge-" still polite, always polite, even with her weapon drawn she played her game, "-know what you are?

What, exactly, just happened?"

A weary determination. She had no time for the games of others, only her own.

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Word Count: 1081

GP Count: 21

/Total: 55

He only chuckled when he looked at the kitty arrancar and even further bursted into a wicked laugh when her face went from fear to utter shock in a matter of seconds when he talked about her power. He knew how it worked now, which means he knew on how to not only ignore it, but use it to his own desire for her power was a weaker variation of mind control. He smirked as he walked over to a wall and pressed on a button causing a new pair of clothing to appear, but it was a different style of clothing entirely. Instead of a toga and basic nakama leg clothing. It was more customized than that and Sobek was changing into it as she stood there in utter shock and confusion when she had no idea on what was going on.

He looked at her eye and saw rage mixed with confusion mixed with a form of fear. He enjoyed that look , that look of fear in her eyes for when she realized her desire was what caused this problem for her. He smirked as he threw off his toga and replaced it with a skin tight white sleeveless shirt and a white overcoat with black lines flowing from the collar to all the way down to the bottom of the overcoat. He just simply let her continue to get enraged with herself and yet at the same time try to keep her self calm while he switched out his lower waist clothing for white jeans. He ditched his sandals in exchange for basic black shoes and placed a pitch black belt around his waist and black finger-less gloves on his hands. He then took a rubber band and put the rest of his hair into a pony-tail before finally turning to her again and grinning evilly.

" Fear, Anger, and Confusion. Thats what you are feeling right now huh? I can tell in your eyes, but do not worry i mean you no harm. No quite the opposite actually, you helped me and so i am in debt to you. "

He then walked across from her just ignoring the fact that she had her zanpakuto out and poured himself a cup of tea. He then took a small sip before smirking and sighing in relief and walked over to his seat and sat back down on it. He looked Cheshire over and easily scanned her little protective barrier of mist like reishi before raises a eyebrow with interest. 

He then set his cup of tea down and smirked for she asked him on what he is exactly for he is and is not at the same time, Sobek.

" I was a artificial personality that was implanted into Sobeks mind from a woman named Kirishi. She imbued him with power by changing his blood to black blood and installing me to keep him tame. You see Sobek never cared about Kirishi, but i do and im insulted that she refuses to use a valuable servant like myself anymore. Yet i understand as she may have more useful servants or shes dead, either one. "

He seemed to not really care about something as serious as he was. For artificial personalities were normally impossible to make unless you were really fucking good at what you do.

" The Sobek you know, is Curiosity. I however, am Desire. I grew more powerful by taking control over his organs, his body itself, but his mind was too strong to take control of so early in the process. So i did what i could to keep him alive while i slowly devoured his mind, piece by piece i grew stronger and stronger. Till now when you gave me a burst of strength for me to devour that Sobek. Yes you are hearing me right, that Sobek is no more. I am the new Sobek. However, i feel like changing this god awful name, so i will give that some thought before i do. "

He seemed to smile as he took a drink of his tea and smiled softly.

" You really should have some of this tea, its actually not that bad. "

He then got up and walked over to her after leaning his zanpakuto against the chair and gently bent down to be able to face her, face to face.

" You need anything from me? Just come and ask and i will do my best to help you. My tower is free for you to come in and visit at any time you please.

But.

I do have one question about you. "

He said before walking over and sitting back down to cross his legs.

" What is your desire and how exactly in this shitty vast waste land with this kingdom of monsters, do to help you?"

Word count: 800
GP earned: 16
GP total: 56

She did not show fear.

She did not feel fear.

Regardless of anything this man might claim to see in her eyes, fear was not an emotion she was capable of. Caution and anxiety, yes, especially when a development occurs that could hurt her plans. Her desire was both her biggest and only priority in everything she did, every game she played; it was only realistic that she react to threats in such a way. She couldn't afford to feel fear, though. So, she adapted. She'd adapt and she'd play him like she always had with everyone she had ever come across.

Perhaps, at that, she did show fear.

But it was not real, and she did not feel it.

Submissive. Cowering. A portrait painted of a girl who realized she was not on equal terms with her newest adversary. She played this role well. If he tried to hurt her, she'd kill him. Otherwise...

He knew her power but he did not know her. Nothing had happened that she could not fix or glaze over. She lied about what she could do. So what? It was not uncommon for Arrancar, even the most loyal, to be guarded over some of their secrets. Sobek definitely had some of his own.

And he spoke.

"Fear, Anger, and Confusion. Thats what you are feeling right now huh? I can tell in your eyes, but do not worry i mean you no harm. No quite the opposite actually, you helped me and so i am in debt to you."

Anger? It was no more than her guard. She had already rationalized this 'fear', and confusion was only natural. How would she move her pieces here? The Queen against a Bishop, but now there was only one of two left. It was easier on her that she had this new information, actually. Instead of there being two 'Sobek' there was now only a singular entity. That's one less pawn of the false King's to worry about, in the end.

This might have even worked out in her favor. What was she saying? Of course it did. He was indebted to her. He would be a powerful tool if she could call time it all just right. Las Noches' leading scientist owed her one.

One day she'd be the Queen of Hueco Mundo as she rightfully deserved and there would be an endless stream of favors he would do her. One day he'd be fully under her command, rather than the manipulation she had to play now. One day he'd know his place and that smug look on his face, his lips, as he so casually adjusted to his new self in front of her, would be wiped right off. His expression would hold nothing but admiration for his true liege.

She could not wait for the day, it felt like, but ah... she did so enjoy these games in the meantime.

Subservient. He moved closer and her Zanpakuto found itself stowing quickly back into her sheathe, though the Reiatsu coating her slight frame did not defer. Her body relaxed, the movement as fluid as it was forced, though he could not see that. She stretched her back and popped a few bones, chewing gently on the tip of a finger with the slightest sway to her shuffling.

He drank his tea and he sat in his chair while her innards boiled with indignation at his smugness. She hated that smirk. No. She must behave, now, even at the behest of her bottomless pride. Every movement he made filled her with disgust. He thought himself above her. That was preposterous.

The Queen did not throw fits. She did not balk, now, at the scenario she found herself in. She put on her best grace and her kindest, softest subservience. No more than a servant to him, she was. He an Espada, she a lowly Arrancar. It was fun as a game. It was not reality.

It was not reality.

"I was a artificial personality that was implanted into Sobeks mind from a woman named Kirishi. She imbued him with power by changing his blood to black blood and installing me to keep him tame. You see Sobek never cared about Kirishi, but i do and im insulted that she refuses to use a valuable servant like myself anymore. Yet i understand as she may have more useful servants or shes dead, either one. The Sobek you know, is Curiosity. I however, am Desire. I grew more powerful by taking control over his organs, his body itself, but his mind was too strong to take control of so early in the process. So i did what i could to keep him alive while i slowly devoured his mind, piece by piece i grew stronger and stronger. Till now when you gave me a burst of strength for me to devour that Sobek. Yes you are hearing me right, that Sobek is no more. I am the new Sobek. However, i feel like changing this god awful name, so i will give that some thought before i do."

It was a lot of information for her to observe at once. She tried to match the pace of his speech; tilting her head to the side, both processing and analyzing everything he said as it was said. It was almost too much even for her. Almost. Nothing was out of her league to accomplish, this being no different.

He was fake. Almost as fake as she was, she noted with amusement, but he seemed to both revel in and carelessly express this. He did not seem to mind that he was artificial. She had to say, regardless, she preferred this personality over the man she had known little of before. It matched her own.

Hell, even despite that, he was literally born to serve. How perfect was that?! Eventually she'd fill the role of his Kirishi, the lowest of purrs building in the back of her mind. The heart always desired to fill the holes left behind by absences of those close, those you lost. She was there to further that desire along and take that position.

"You are Desire." She repeated, words falling from bowed lips. She politely declined his offer for tea and continued on. This was good. Good for her, which is all that mattered. What had she been doing, worrying that she had been her own catalyst for her destruction? As always, things were working out exactly as she needed them to.

"I am also Desire. I must say... while I mourn the untimely passing of the Espada Sobek, I am glad that I was a contributor to your arrival. It's an honor, even. I apologize for my brash actions; I did not know what was occurring, and my initial reaction is to set up for combat. I meant you no ill will."

Her breath was even, fingers stretching to grip the ends of her layered skirt and dip her into a curtsy; eyes brimming with a distinct adoration that only she could fake so well. "If you'd forgive my presumptuous words, sir, I feel a kinship towards you. It is not every day I get to meet with... such a creation. Such a... reflection.

Though I am dutifully aware that your strengths far exceed mine, domnule. I can only hope, desperately, that you might see the same shine in these eyes of mine."

She dared not utter her power along with her falsified speech this time. No- this was good, old fashioned lying. She was perfect at it. She had to be. Anything less and she'd be long dead by now.

"You need anything from me? Just come and ask and i will do my best to help you. My tower is free for you to come in and visit at any time you please.

But.

I do have one question about you."

"Anything, sir." There was not a question he could come up with that she would not have an answer for, she reasoned. She lifted herself from her curtsy, intertwining her fingers once more behind her back. He considered himself an ally of hers and that was good. Amicable terms were the perfect set up for her to use him, in some way, some form. She'd think of something later; her current focus was getting herself through this meeting composed and in one piece.

He was face to face with her but she did not falter. She did not react, only inclining her head in a short bow, almost but not quite touching the man in front of her. She couldn't disgrace him with her contact; though she knew, hidden away, that it would be no less than a blessing for this creature to feel her touch. She was quick enough to react if he tried any dirty tricks at this range, anyways. Her dagger was never far away, and her feet were always toed to dash, though the shift of her feet did not give this away.

A polite smile with soft, awed eyes.

The cutest kitten. She couldn't possibly mean him harm.

"What is your desire and how exactly in this shitty vast waste land with this kingdom of monsters, do to help you?"

It was safe to laugh, now, quietly and politely so. It was not at 'Sobek' as he wandered back to his chair, sitting down and studying her with those odd eyes of his. No, just the notion of his question.

"My only desire, sir, is to serve.

I might at times question leadership, and I might keep some details about myself to myself, but... I do respect you. You, the other Espada and our King." Swallow back the bile, dear Queen. Bide your time. Patience. Patience. Patience. "You would find it true that I enjoy a bit of spotlight every now and then. My power might give that away. I do not wish to impose on others, though, domnule." There it was again, an accidental slippage of Romanian into her otherwise common sentences. Mister. She couldn't help it, even now. "It is not too much to ask that every so often I find myself among the main characters in this story, nu?

Forgive my rudeness." Her last admission would not be entirely untrue, at that. The differences between what she said and what she felt was that it was not among other main characters she wished to find herself... she was the main character.

This was almost over, she could tell. They'd each draw one more card. She'd get out of jail free.

She'd walk away from this meeting having gained something very, very valuable.

Or she'd walk away with him dead. Both resulted just as favorably for her.

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Word Count: 1500

GP Count: 30

/Total: 85

He stared at the girl as he waited for her answer and thought about every possibility that the woman would lie to him again. He knew that if a woman with the power to temporarily control a persons mind through their desire, that she would most likely try to lie and lie over and over. He figured that she knew that she had a power as strong as that, yet he knew better than to assume that she was overly confident. He knew better than to be overly confident in just about anything really and he learned it the hard way, many broken bones and damaged body parts. He knew what it was like to feel cocky and then get immediately put in your place. It was not something one could avoid in reality, but of course he was not as great as a actor as Cheshire was and he had no idea if she was being honest with him.

" You are Desire? You mourn the death of a being who hasn't even died, but just got devoured by a better version of itself in order for the being to adapt and survive?

You are honored? "

He took a sip of his tea before letting his eyes re-scan Cheshire's body, scanning each and every bit of her body and not missing a single inch of her flesh. There was several things that could tell that a person was lying and those were, shaking, sweating and avoiding eye contact with him. Yet she was not doing and doing all of those perfectly to the pitch so he had to give her props on her skills of linguistics.  Of course he could be wrong and she really meant everything that she said, yet from his assumptions and her previous lying to him. He could only assume that she was nothing more than a dirty woman who needed to lie her way to success, but of course that wasent a bad thing. No it was a interesting strategy for survival and that's all it was, a strategy. 

He listened as she answered his question with what he could assume as another lie, but it was a damn good convincing one at that. He thought over how he would respond to such a claim that she made, a claim to just want to serve. It did not make sense in his own head though, for a beautiful woman who has the power of practically a weaker version of mind control. Why would she only want to serve and instead abuse her power to gain even more power? It just did not make sense to him, but he wondered if he could call her lie with only a assumption made from previous data on her. He looked at her and sighed softly as he was gonna take a wild assumption over trying to think about it

" Bull, fucking, shit. From the data you just showed me by using your power to accidentally release me. You are a woman who tempers with everything that can walk, your power is a weaker version of mind control. As such and due from my past experience with other arrancars, i assume that you want to have a seat of power yes?

Well, its possible for you to gain that seat of power.

Although, never lie to my face again and never try to use your power on me again.

Right now the Segunda spot is most likely open due to us not hearing from the Espada who had that spot before. Impress the King and he may feel complied to put you at that rank and remember this one fact."

 
He was impressed and also unimpressed with how Cheshire decided to try to immediately make him look and sound like a fool and so he had a frown on his face.

" Now you are dismissed. Get out, but don't worry what i said before is still in play. I will do one favor for you and help you when you ask for it.  "

Word count: 673
GP earned: 13
GP total: 69