Status Check (Social, Closed)

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

The halls of Las Noches were generally fairly empty, and with that emptiness came a certain silence. It was probably nice and peaceful for the rare individual within them. It brought a certain level of stoic solemnity to the place. This was of course intentional, one of the little things that Lord Kouhai instilled upon his domain to help keep his subjects calmer. Of course, this was normally a relatively fruitless endeavor, brought about by the fact that Arrancar were incredibly temperamental at the best of times, and downright murderous at the worst. Conversations between them were likely to become violent at the least provocation, and almost any measure (barring more extreme violence) you could take would do little to deter them from such.

And yet, there was a simple sound now disrupting the normally silent corridors. The simple clack of heels walking down the halls was echoing throughout, their pace measured and calm. There weren't many female Arrancar present within Las Noches, much less many that wore heels. In fact, for anyone with even a modicum of knowledge, it would be obvious who it was. After all, she was a somewhat notorious figure, even by the standards of Arrancar. If any were brave enough to follow the sound, they would eventually find her, practically strutting through the halls: Myzaraphiston Synderfell.



She didn't look like an Arrancar at first glance, though any energy sensing concentrated on her would certainly be able to tell that she still was one. It was quite probable she was wearing one of her custom-made Gigai. However, she was still wearing her traditional black, backless dress, but now it was accompanied by a rather large sunhat. In addition, her hair was now cut short, and she was wearing simple makeup. She also had a slight smile on her face as she walked through the halls, and she didn't seem on edge at all. In fact, she seemed oddly relaxed.

[Rio Demonliogalgo]

The clack of Myza's heels against the ground did nothing to hide a set of heavier footsteps that emanated from one of the many connecting hallways along the path that Myza had chosen to walk. The corridors of Las Noches were like a labyrinth. A natural deterrent to invaders, the entire layout of the massive fortress could easily confuse attackers, and cause them to get lost very easily. Of course to the denizens, they had long since adapted to this way of life (or in the case of this particular Espada, anytime he ended up getting lost, if he moved in a straight line long enough, he'd walk through enough walls that he'd eventually figure out his bearings).

"I thought I smelled someone familiar." The familiar, deep, aggressive voice of arrancar #5, Rio Demoniogalgo boomed from out of sight, just before the Espada walked into view. At this point now, Rio was probably the Espada that had held his rank the longest. All the others that were Espada when he had joined their ranks had long since disappeared. Only Asuka could have outstripped him in seniority, and she appeared to have vanished yet again anyways. "This place is like a revolving door with all the old faces comin' in and out. Or in your case, Synderfell, that's a new face too." Rio remarked, looking Myza up and down. "I can see your sense of fashion hasn't changed. Goth as ever." He added. Not necessarily the friendliest of greetings but anyone who had known Rio for long enough would recognize this was about as close to a friendly greeting as one got from him. "Thank fucking Ares you're back anyways. These new bloods have no fuckin' pride." He added as he walked towards the Septima. "Where the hell have you been anyways?" Rio wasn't familiar with what had caused Myza to slip away from the Septima position among the Espada, especially since nobody had claimed the spot in her absence. Perhaps the more pressing question would have been "why was Myza back" but Rio didn't bother with something like that.

"Well, I hope you've recovered a bit of your former strength and fire. Las Noches could use it nowadays. Kouhai's been sittin' pretty on his laurels, letting the Shinigami and this new group of Quincies bleed each other dry day in and day out. Haven't had a good fucking brawl in ages." Sure Asuka's Fraccion had tried to pick a fight with Rio, but... that hadn't quite scratched Rio's itch like his brawl with Miho had. There was also the Beast Clan that had interrupted Rio's attack on Soul Society, but once again, that was not quite the same thing. That kitty cat had been more of a punching bag that occasionally hit back than a true battle. Rio wanted so badly to go out into the field again and battle an entire group of Shinigami. To revel and relish in the pure joys of battle. He was getting pent up in Las Noches, and getting Rio pent up was rarely a good thing for those around him....

It was around this point, as Rio got closer he noticed the smile on Myza's face. "Well, at any rate, you look damn pleased with yourself. Happy to be back home?"

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza would turn to Rio, a wide and happy smile upon her face. She seemed particularly overjoyed to see the Quinta Espada, and would give the man a light bow as she began to speak.

"Lord Rio!" the female Arrancar said in a bubbly, happy tone. "It is so incredibly pleasant to see you! And don't worry, this face is temporary. A simple little thing from my vacation. Things had become... Frustrating here. So disappointing when others show up for an appointment, as I'm sure you understand. There was some lack of proper respect, so I felt some... Small reminders were necessary for people." Her smile would turn sharp at that, and she would lean against the wall some.

"I got the worst of it out of my system," she said, her smile turning into a smirk. "Spent a small amount of time masquerading among the Lesser Races. Had to remind myself of the important things in life, as I'm sure you understand. Honestly, I don't know how anyone could stand it. It's all so... secular and vile." Myza would shiver some at that, a look of disgust on her face.

"But onto happier subjects," she said, waving away the thoughts of her time among the living. "Or perhaps less happy subjects. What is going on around here nowadays?"

[Rio Demonliogalgo]

Rio nodded in approval at Myza's response. "Sounds about right. So you broke some skulls for the disrespect then?" Rio asked. It was what he would have done for any perceived disrespect after-all. But it seemed the Myza had more to say and for once, the Quinta Espada actually stopped to listen to someone. Myza was an old member of the Espada, after-all, and even if she had lost her rank for the moment, Rio would respect her former rank with his attention. So, she'd gone on quite the journey around it seemed, and come back.... enlightened, it seemed? Or at least with renewed motivation.

"The lesser races have their place." Rio replied. "We were once like them. A longass time ago, but we were once like them. Some a' them are worthy to become new Hollows, and maybe even arrancar, given time. So long as fucking Shinigami don't intervene in the process." He growled out. "Still. Right now, you're right. Not really good for much. They're intolerable. Not that I've really dealt with any of them since we hit that one place in the Human World. That was a good idea you had back then. I actually got a pair of humans that knew how to fuckin' fight." Rio added with a bit of sadistic cheer. Shame what had happened to both of them as a result of that battle, but they had put up an admirable fight for ones who stood below even Shinigami on the totem pole of power.

"Nowadays though? It's been dead. Kouhai's not sent for any assignments so we've been forced to find our own entertainment. I went through Soul Society a week or two ago, and smashed the place up a bit like Kuroi used to. Some fuckin' cat-man got in the way, and then a Captain showed up. So that was good to blow off steam. I dunno what the fuck Shiki's been up to, or Sargon. Hitotoki disappeared again. Dropped in, kicked ass took names, claimed the spot of Segunda, and seemed like she had fuckin' earned it, then disappeared as fast as she came back. Weird. But who the fuck knows, maybe I ought to take one of those journeys. Seemed like it did wonders for you and her." Rio commented, walking across the hall to look out one of the windows to the interior of Las Noches and its strange, painted internal layout. "We need to get this war effort back in gear. The war with Soul Society's cooling down since those Zeus-damned Quincy showed up on the scene. Kouhai's been saying we just gotta let the two of them rip each other apart." Rio's face was the very picture of displeasure at this. "But fuck that shit. This is a war, and the Espada-- the arrancar, are warriors. I don't give a damn how much "tactical sense" it makes for them to wear each other down and clean up at the end. We're not gonna prove our dominance by sitting on our asses and cleaning up some already half-beaten dregs!" He snarled. Besides. There was nothing like battle to make Rio feel truly alive again.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza would simply listen as Rio spoke, politely waiting her turn to speak. One thing could be said for the Septima: If she thought you were deserving of respect, she was going to respect you. However, there were also plenty of other people who could attest that lacking her respect was often an... unpleasant experience. All that being said, Rio was one of the few individuals who had her complete respect and had continued to ensure that said respect was maintained.

"Some are indeed worthy of conversion," Myza said happily, nodding in agreement. "I noted some worthwhile people who I'm considering ongoing projects. They need some time to marinate for the moment. Though I am glad to hear that the idea was worthwhile! Entertainment is an important part of life." She would chuckle, a coy smile on her face.

"I do admit that I am at least happy that coward Shiki dropped off the face of the desert," she said, the slightest hint of venom in her voice. "My one regret is that I didn't get to dispose of the blind fool myself." The Septima would scowl, and hit a nearby wall in an explosion of movement. While she wasn't as physically powerful as Rio, the Septima was still reasonably impressive. The resulting impact would splinter the stone, with thin cracks spreading across it. Myza would grimace for a while longer before smoothing back her hair. The same wide smile that she possessed before would come to her face as if nothing had happened.

"Still! You are quite right on the war effort," Myza said, looking out the window as well. "We should be doing something about that. So, if you wish, I believe I have an idea in that regard. It's simple, really. We do a small competition. A competition among Espada. We can even drag in the lesser Espada, test them out some, see if they're up to snuff. Just go out among the lesser races, draw in powerful enough individuals, and simply see who causes the most damage to all surroundings in the meantime. A nice, simple distraction, and should remind the insects of their place in a very overt manner. Perhaps we could even set wagers on it!"

[Rio Demonliogalgo]

Rio looked at Myza as she mentioned ongoing projects. "Just don't wait too long. It's a shitshow out there. Utter chaos. The best kind." Rio grinned, darkly. "So many groups are at each other's throats. I've been around a long time Myza, and I've never seen a war like this one. Quincy, Fullbringers, Arrancar, Shinigami. Fuck, even some misfit gangs are trying to carve out their niches in the world, and they're willing to bite and scrap for every centimeter of turf they can call their own. It's fucking fantastic." Rio stated. "Just be sure your little pet projects don't get snapped up by someone else first." Of course for arrancar, it was always survival of the fittest. If they were turned against Las Noches, the Arrancar would just break them. Still. If an Espada recognized you as having potential, it'd be a shame to lose it.

As far as Myza's glee about Shiki Rio gave a simple shrug. "If Shiki couldn't cut it, he can't cut it. I'm disappointed I never got a chance to fight him head on. Woulda liked to have seen his strength. Kouhai seemed to put him as being stronger than me." Rio slammed a fist into his hand, as Myza unleashed her own pent up fury against the wall. "Whatever. What's done is done." Rio finally remarked.

"Well, if you've got some ideas, I'd be glad to join in if you're planning some mayhem!" Rio grinned emphatically and sadistically. "My blood's still boiling for a fight! Fightin' a Captain was a bit of fun, but it couldn't sate me for too long. If you've got some marks like that Uzaki Enterprises place again, I'm all ears! They actually managed to put up a half-decent fight themselves when we hit 'em." Rio gave a barking chuckle. "That reminds me. The two Espada we dragged with us. One of 'em got offed by a Vandenreich. The other's still kicking. Gave themself a hell of a makeover though. Seems like they came back stronger for it. Ailene, they're callin' themselves now. Used to be Kazuna." Rio added. "Not that I meet up with them much myself. Who knows, maybe they'd want to get in at the action for a second try. Seems like they're a bit closer to actually having the proper power of an Espada, last I heard."