Post by Soma Schicksal on Feb 18, 2016 15:50:40 GMT -5
Soma had been travelling the sands of Heuco Mundo for some time now. He wasn't exactly sure how long it had been, not that it was entirely relevant. He had only recently departed from the Forest of Menos, and found the solitude of his journey enjoyable. The large fortress that was Las Noches had been in his view for a long time, but before he increased his pace Soma was thinking through what e would do upon his arrival. He had heard whispers from other Adjuchas about the going-ons of Las Noches, the "Arrancar" that resided there.
This was a term that Soma wasn't familiar with, but it was something that many of the sentient hollows used to refer to him. They had began to fear him within the forest, his hollow power claiming many of their souls with ease. He had been in the Forest of Menos for so long that it had began to become a tedious place, lacking the ability to entertain him any further. He had heard of a King. That ruled over all of this land and those that resided within it. This called out to Soma, made him desire an audience with a king. Perhaps it was because servitude was all that Soma had known in life, and the chance to experience that feeling once again attracted him.
So that was it then, Soma would seek out the King of Las Noches and Heuco Mundo. He would enlist in his armies and serve his cause. He would enforce the justice of Las Noches however the king saw fit, no matter what. Having decided upon his course of action, Soma would increase his pace. The small indentations in the sand that marked his trail would vanish as he picked his speed up, using his Sonīdo to close a large distance exquisitely fast. As he moved through the desert sands, small explosion of dust would erupt from the landing points of his Sonīdo, before erupting a second time as he would leap forth once again.
Time would pass and eventually Soma would end his chain of Sonīdo as he neared an entrance gate to the large fortress. The long braids of his white hair would fall to his shoulders as he appeared in the sands. He had zipped his white coat all the way to the collar, covering his hollow mask with the high collar of the coat. The Baize air filters that resided on either side of the color allowed him to speak and breathe without hindrance, so the collar merely served to keep his identity guarded. Though his purpose for concealing his mask was not to hide himself from the King of Las Noches, but instead to provide a bit of comfort, as the confines of the coat felt safe. Quite a childish notion, but something that comforted the nervousness that bubbled within Soma's stomach. His sword was attached to his back as per usual, though he never utilized it. Completely oblivious to the power that had was sealed within the blade.
He approached the gate now at a casual pace, unsure if he was going to be approached by some form of guard or scout. He remained on guard, his eyes darting around as he examined his surroundings, with the way that hollow frequently attacked one another, it was possible that Arrancar would act in a similar manner. This was cause for Soma to remain wary, prepared to engage any assailant that would make an attempt on his life. He did his best to Sense any Reiatsu in the area, trying to locate anyone or any thing that he could.
This fortress was massive.. if he was left to himself, would he ever be able to locate the king?
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