Post by Torre Vulci on Jul 8, 2019 12:29:06 GMT -5
The outer walls of Las Noches, Torre could see them a bit clearer now that he was getting closer. He must of been walking for miles to only be getting close to the walls now. To be honest he didn't even know where to begin once he even got there and who he should even serve. Clearly the strong would have no need for him to be a weapon for them when they could just kill whoever they wanted on their own. Yet he was hoping that there was someone there that could make use of him. Course then he would have to imagine which member of the Espada was gonna be a good fit for him.
He expected the worst to be fully honest, he expected to be treated like literal trash if he was proven to be significantly weaker than he expected himself to be. He knew he was strong in terms of adjuchas class hollows, but now that he was whatever the hell this form was called. Well he wasn't quite sure to be honest with himself, he heard the Espada were the most powerful beings in the entirety of Hueco Mundo. This thought alone made his warrior heart scream out in joy of potentially finding someone to fight, over, and over, and over again. Then the dread of finding a fitting warrior that would end up being his master set in, the ultimate goal and one he considered never a reality. If he swore himself to someone, he could never raise a hand to them ever.
To have this extreme view of loyalty and devotion was maybe one his own flaws that he never really thought about, but many would call it a blessing. He would rather die than to raise a hand to whoever became his master even if that said master was a total dick. Torre looked up into the starless sky of Hueco Mundo wondering to himself on whether he was lucky or not. Laughing at the thought of being lucky when he was now in this form of miniature hell hole.
" As usual.... my luck screws me over... " He said solemnly by now he was close enough to see the entrance to Las Noches. Dressed only in a robe made of hollow hide to cover his otherwise naked body. His hair a utter mess from the lack of combing and proper care well not his braided ponytails, those were in perfect condition as usual. " Well.... I wonder who my new master is gonna be, might as well brace myself. " Torre said speaking to himself if anything expecting the worst, but hoping for at least not the worst.
He expected the worst to be fully honest, he expected to be treated like literal trash if he was proven to be significantly weaker than he expected himself to be. He knew he was strong in terms of adjuchas class hollows, but now that he was whatever the hell this form was called. Well he wasn't quite sure to be honest with himself, he heard the Espada were the most powerful beings in the entirety of Hueco Mundo. This thought alone made his warrior heart scream out in joy of potentially finding someone to fight, over, and over, and over again. Then the dread of finding a fitting warrior that would end up being his master set in, the ultimate goal and one he considered never a reality. If he swore himself to someone, he could never raise a hand to them ever.
To have this extreme view of loyalty and devotion was maybe one his own flaws that he never really thought about, but many would call it a blessing. He would rather die than to raise a hand to whoever became his master even if that said master was a total dick. Torre looked up into the starless sky of Hueco Mundo wondering to himself on whether he was lucky or not. Laughing at the thought of being lucky when he was now in this form of miniature hell hole.
" As usual.... my luck screws me over... " He said solemnly by now he was close enough to see the entrance to Las Noches. Dressed only in a robe made of hollow hide to cover his otherwise naked body. His hair a utter mess from the lack of combing and proper care well not his braided ponytails, those were in perfect condition as usual. " Well.... I wonder who my new master is gonna be, might as well brace myself. " Torre said speaking to himself if anything expecting the worst, but hoping for at least not the worst.