The Vixen and the Dead Man [Closed, Titus. R]

Tick….Tock….Tick…Tock….Tick…Tock… the monotonous echo of the grandfather clock sounded throughout the tower, it’s noise resounding through the walls and reaching all the darkest spaces. The tower was silent except for that resounding noise, it permeated every detail of the castle and it seemed as if the castle had grown around it, now even the drops of blood in the more unfathomable places had grown accustomed to dripping in time to the sound. The Primera Tower changed when the Fraccion were not about, the cheerful echo of Locura and Ix’s voice and their laughter and the sounds of whatever Sorekencho had decided to do today made the building silent. In the end all you could hear was the grandfather clock, ticking away every second of every day as was it’s Duty.

The steam coiled out of the skeletal maw of Titus’s mouth as he thought this, it was pathetic that everything was bound to such “duty” a man needed to provide for his family and a Hollow needed to feed. He stretched clicking his old bones. All things were bound by duty and all things would serve it. However Titus, Titus was bound even more so, every little thing became a matter of duty and the honour that he felt that he needed to maintain, it was foul. The voices in his head, a murmur of what they had been when he had been Masquerade droned unanimously as if trying to hide away from his thought path in their own wall of agreement. Since Titus had became a Vasto Lorde the primal hunger that a Hollow should feel was primarily non existant he guessed it was because of his large reserves of power but even then if he grew too peckish he would reach towards an unfortunate Hollow, examine them curiously and then watch as their body literally began to decompose before him as what created the Hollow was drained into his purple burning cloak. He looked up as he watched Huginn and Muginn rest in the chandelier above and relaxed back into his throne. The Primera Espada, the Arrancar who went to his roots and became a Vasto Lorde, already many Hollow had forgot how exactly he had became this way rather saying it was a new pinnacle of power.

Was it not pathetic that now in Las Noches the Hollow Espada outnumbered the Arrancar? Perhaps this was the beginning of a new dawn, whatever the reason Titus had invited Pureza Blanca the Hollow Fox Girl who had became the Noveno Espada to his tower, he was going to see if she had changed at all from the girl he had met and if she had not, well, he would need to teach her some valuable lessons, it would never do for an Espada to not know her way around battle. His Pesquisa announced her presence and his head tilted in the direction, he watched her with interest, and because the room was dark she had not seen him yet, he clicked his fingers and Huginn and Muginn releases bala at the candles lighting them instantly. “Pureza how nice of you to join us” he spoke the burning purple and black cloak seeming to pulse with each word. It was then that he released his pressure so that it coated the room she would recognise and at the same time become confused over the fact that he was indeed Titus.

“Your eyes do not betray you Pureza I am indeed Titus, however I have became something more, I am now what they call a “Vasto Lorde” the pinnacle of Hollow Evolution” he wondered how she was going to react.

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She seemed frightened when she realised but that soon went away as she realised who he was, her exaggerated gestures were almost a signature of Pureza’s nature as she seemed to act like a child most of the time. Titus really did not have a problem with this, it all came down to whether she could hold her own in combat and if she could survive. He figured that if she was a Hollow she must have had some experience in fighting and survival unless everything she had done to this point was a complete and utter fluke [he found this unlikely] he sighed and placed a skeletal hand on her head patting her as she asked the question how he had became a Hollow. “I paid a visit to Death Pureza and she paid me back in kind for my escape, apparently she thought being a Hollow was a bad thing. It seemed she misunderstood who I actually was” well that was the explanation he could give for it anyway, it could have been just that he was lucky he had regeneration. He watched her, as she curiously smelt his scent as if to savour every little detail and Titus smiled slightly Pureza was a curious Hollow and Titus always seemed to be filled with happiness at her small peculiarities.

“You remind me that I need to see Yaksha at some point, he has more experience being a Vasto Lorde than I so I feel it’s only proper I pay him some respects as being my brother now but you my dear, you are now my sister, I have heard of your promotion to Noveno Espada, you have grown strong since I saw you last” his old bones clicked as he shifted positions. He clasped both hands in a steeple position and leaned forward looking at her with curiosity, how to word the question? How to create it, it was an interesting thought and one that required attention, he leant back again and began to speak. “Pureza now that you are an Espada you have responsibilities to the Arrancar and Hollow within Las Noches, I am curious as to whether you realise the full magnitude of this, Pureza being an Espada means you have to be readily available to defend the Arrancar and Hollow that make this place of their own” he sighed and took a breath as he began to think if what he was saying to Pureza was crazy, would she actually understand what he was saying or would it sound like mad rambling?

“What I am trying to say Pureza is that you have to engage in combat and I wonder if you actually know how to fight outside of what your primal instincts tell you to do?’ he looked her in the eyes and let the questions hang in the air curious as to what she would say and what her thoughts would be on the matter. Titus was not looking to fight Pureza but rather he felt he should train her about how to survive in a world of sophisticated strategic foes.

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He chuckled when Pureza commented on her prey dying after she tore their throats out, most likely this would kill most Hollow but wouldn’t exactly work on Shinigami if they prodded her with their sword before she could actually tear their throat out. It seemed like she could not hold her gaze, this was probably likely due to the fact that his eyes were indeed very empty and did not really show any signs of emotion, he watched her curiously examine his Hollow Pets, Huginn and Muginn had once been the same entity till they had divided into two Hollow showing separate aspects of his personality, Huginn was an Eagle and Muginn was a Vulture, it was interesting how they both corresponded to the two moral directions of a being. As Pureza spoke for a moment Titus was confused at the choice of her words. Was she speaking to him or to herself?

He figured she was talking about him and saying that his battle prowess must have been skilled for being an Arrancar and being able to live for so long. Though even then he was not so sure he was as accurate as he could have been. “Pureza you need to discover your own way of fighting, something that can defend you but also is an effective form of defence, perhaps your own fighting style? Since you lack weapons why not combine your physical prowess with your hollow power distract your opponent and land a punch before weaving out and doing it again. It is all about how you react to their attacks and exploit their weaknesses” he realise she had a tail and could probably use that as well, sweeping it underneath her opponents to trip them up and then use her hollow powers combined with some quick punches to deliver fatal blows? Maybe he was just getting carried away.

“Remember Pureza going for the throat is well and good but can leave you open, if you extend out of the area in which you could defend yourself a Shinigami could poke you with their Zankaputo and you’ll end up dead” recklessness was usually the main cause of people dying, Titus had seen it many time especially in Hollow versus Arrancar fights who misinterpreted the handiness of a sword. It wasn’t just a tool it was an extension of an Arrancar’s body, Arrancar who had honed their talents of Zanjutsu could cut swathes through Shinigami and Hollow alike. “Use your tail Pureza, perhaps even train it to withstand damage, then use it as an extra weapon, whip it around your foes legs, trip them up, grab their sword, use your tail as an extra arm and grab your foe with it, make them suffer”

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How does a skeleton experience orgasm? It's a hard concept to grasp but one can say that that day Titus and his hollow froze in place transfixed by feelings unimaginable, Titus suffered. Terribly. He was locked in place by the feelings that bedazzled his head and swarmed his memories of lust and the passion of the moment when he was but a lad. These feelings almost alien to the Vasto Lorde that was Titus triggered other memories of his perverted days as a lowly Arrancar, those hips, that Macarena, oh woe was him! Titus let out a gasp and looked at Pureza his head cocked a little too far to the right to be normal. It was as if Pureza was wearing a skirt and Titus was trying to look up it, that was Titus of course, the old Titus, the Titus who use to fondle girls in changing rooms and watch them swat at his drooling mouth because they could not see him. He was the original poltergeist and the action he saw, it was mind meltingly brain boggiling!


"Pureza, why do you not sit on grandpa Titus's lap? I'm sure I could do better things for you then just teaching you combat" he winked and patted his lap already imagining her sweet slender frame on his lap. Her giggles as she was greeted by exctasy as her body was pene- Wait. Titus blinked hard in his mind even and he shook his head looking up at her. He needed to rememebr what she had just done, he remembered the lights and before that? He was sitting and they were talking about combat and she said she had a very strong power. These thoughts...were these her power? Was her power to make him seem like a young man again? To bring him into the strongest form of lust he had ever felt? Something that brought backa vital organ he had long since forgot about? Titus did not know whether to bemused by it or furious. Both seemed to be possible and yet his anger was slowly fuming in the regions of his mind as it picked up the voices in his head to join the maelstrom.

"This power Pureza, you foolish child. Do you abuse this power like a common whore? It seems you enjoy the reaction, my girl I am not impressed with you" his voice literally seeping with anger. His skeletal hand cracking the arm rest of his chair and causing it to crumble to dust which trailed through his fingers. Though she would not know better...she was just a Hollow... little did she know about the workings of the world... "Pureza when I am less annoyed with you we will have many lessons but not about combat, about things you have not learnt, about reading and writing letters. You will learn many things Pureza about chivalry and what is right and what is wrong, it is clear to me that perhaps you have been a Hollow for far too long or perhaps you never knew? Either way I will teach you about language my dear and hopefully you will learn to be more civilized" he stood and curled all of his fingers on his right hand bar his index into his palm.

"Now my dear, this is your first and only lesson of combat. Your goal is simple, strike me in the chest" Titus said swinging his index finger at Pureza.

100 -1 stamina for Combat Action. = 99 Remaining

Attack is moving at Titus's normal stats. o-o

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This power, it was unlike anything he had felt before, it went into the corner of his minds and drove him back into sitting on his throne, the feeling was like tendrils of pure ice driving into his brain and delving deeper into his mind. It was as if it was seeking for something, but Titus could not think of what, this beast that Pureza Blanca had become, she was indeed very dangerous, she could reduce men to blithering husks depending on which side of the coin she chose to use with her power. This effect was Terror, absolute mindless terror and Pureza was enjoying it. It seemed he had underestimated the Noveno Espada; she was more dangerous than Salzabor was. Salzabor had poisons and experiments, but Pureza, she could dominate your mind and laugh without remorse. Pureza Blanca was a Hollow Queen in name and in nature; she would seduce you with pretty whims but kill you with a flick of her tails.

Tails? He looked at Pureza through the paralysing power of the cold terror, she looked different? She now had multiple tails and her eyes were rimmed with gold. It seemed Titus had awoken something deep inside Pureza through his actions, whatever it was seemed to enjoy the disabling of her opponents. “Pureza, it seems you are more dangerous than I first thought. These powers are” if he had a tongue he would have bitten it, another cold stab of pure terror flicked through his mind almost lazily. It was as if Pureza’s power was toying with him? Even now he could barely hear the dull throb of the thousand other voices in his head. Pureza would make a good Espada it seemed but he thought it was about time to cut her down a few bars.

“Aye Pureza you can restrict people, but what happens when you meet a foe who is immune to your powers? What happens when they simply blink and look at your abilities as if they were nothing? You will be vulnerable Pureza and in that second you will be hurt. Which is why I brought you here, you will attempt to rely on your instincts but some foes will look at your instincts as if they were nothing, you will be a child to them” he hoped Pureza actually thought about what he said, if she did not then it was quite possible she would meet her end. Titus hoped this would not be the case but it was indeed very possible. He felt the tendrils lessening as if the ability was finally wearing off. His anger was significantly less now but he was still annoyed with how she had gone about it.

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