Post by Ladon on Jan 20, 2016 16:23:57 GMT -5
Hueco Mundo was such a strange place. He always came with a specific goal in mind, and found everything except what he wanted along the way. This time he had wanted answers, and all he had received was an endless string of questions. What was the hand? Why did the king need his power sealed, and how would he even do that? How could he stop the darkness within? And why in the name of sanity was that fucking moron Sobek ever allowed to call himself a scientist, let alone an Espada?
He had spent the day re-purposing one of Sobek’s labs in order to attempt to answer the first question, but all he had concluded was that it was a remarkably well preserved hand from a spiritual being, though he couldn’t even tell if it had belonged to an Arrancar or a Shinigami. To comprehend what he was even meant to do would take a long, awkward conversation with the king. As for why the king needed his power sealed, Robert may never know, but he knew well enough that to devise a seal powerful enough to bind the energies of a being he couldn’t even sense was beyond his current skill-set. That too, would take months.
It seemed that the only answers he could hope to find today lay with Evelynn. And so he went in search of his mate, tracking the scent of her Reiatsu across the desert winds to another imposing white tower that lay near his own. As he approached, he couldn’t help but feel relieved at the lack of Erasmus’ void of energy near her own, although that didn’t completely banish his concern. A king could take what he liked, and the way he embraced her, whispered to her.. it was like a dog marking it’s territory. He could only hope that Las Noches hadn’t adopted Droit du seigneur.
Or he’d have to try and kill him again.
He considered knocking on the door, but he could feel her above and saw no need to bother with such formalities. There was nobody with her, of that he was confident, and so he simply let himself in, and took up the stairs until he reached the door that separated him from his partner. ”Evelynn?” He tapped his knuckles thrice against the door before giving the handle a twist and stepping into the room. As his eye fell upon her golden hair, he allowed himself to smile and dismiss just a bit of the concern and jealousy that clouded his mind.
He had spent the day re-purposing one of Sobek’s labs in order to attempt to answer the first question, but all he had concluded was that it was a remarkably well preserved hand from a spiritual being, though he couldn’t even tell if it had belonged to an Arrancar or a Shinigami. To comprehend what he was even meant to do would take a long, awkward conversation with the king. As for why the king needed his power sealed, Robert may never know, but he knew well enough that to devise a seal powerful enough to bind the energies of a being he couldn’t even sense was beyond his current skill-set. That too, would take months.
It seemed that the only answers he could hope to find today lay with Evelynn. And so he went in search of his mate, tracking the scent of her Reiatsu across the desert winds to another imposing white tower that lay near his own. As he approached, he couldn’t help but feel relieved at the lack of Erasmus’ void of energy near her own, although that didn’t completely banish his concern. A king could take what he liked, and the way he embraced her, whispered to her.. it was like a dog marking it’s territory. He could only hope that Las Noches hadn’t adopted Droit du seigneur.
Or he’d have to try and kill him again.
He considered knocking on the door, but he could feel her above and saw no need to bother with such formalities. There was nobody with her, of that he was confident, and so he simply let himself in, and took up the stairs until he reached the door that separated him from his partner. ”Evelynn?” He tapped his knuckles thrice against the door before giving the handle a twist and stepping into the room. As his eye fell upon her golden hair, he allowed himself to smile and dismiss just a bit of the concern and jealousy that clouded his mind.
”Are you alright my dear?”
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