The Legendary Sword [PG-13, NDE, Hard]

[Zou ۞]

Kouhai has called a meeting. He doesn't require all of the Espada attend, only some of them. He wishes for a task to be fulfilled. Report to the meeting room immediately. He will provide some kind of mission after a bit of discussion.

As for posting order, I'll be posting in between everyone as a Dungeon master, since I have to control multiple NPC's in this thread.

[Faust Zsalamel]

From the doorway to the meeting room, Faust stood rather nonchalantly. He was enthusiastic, at the very least. After all, it was Kouhai who had them convene, not any of the other Espadas. He fixed his armor, and tried to look smart. His swords were all in place, and his gauntlets were all placed securely around each hand. He pushed the door as gently as possible, not wanting to look like a brash person, not especially under the presence of the king. The door swung open silently, with not even a creak. Faust walked inside casually, taking a good look of the place.

As he entered, he immediately took a seat and waited for anyone to come. He seemed to have been the first, but he doesn't want to put it that way. Some of the Espadas have a habit of just reappearing from out of nowhere.

[Zou ۞]

Kuroi didn't like the fact that he was stuck wearing white. He was considering changing his outfit to black. He'd had it in black before, but he had been told at the time that only a higher ranking Espada could have custom clothing. At this point, he was only just now remembering. Up until now, he had forgotten all about the issue of clothing. He hated white, and so wearing it irritated him greatly. Kuroi really was considering just what to do about it. Black with white flames again would be cool, though he wanted it on the tail this time, not on the sleeves. He saw the doors ahead while his thoughts on his outfit drifted. They left his mind like steam drifting away on the wind in an instant. He kicked the door open on it's hinges, leaving his hands in the pockets of his long white coat. Kuroi took a look around, realizing that only Faust was there. He hated being made to wait, this was irritating.

Kuroi walked into the room casually, and sat down at a random seat. He sat with both legs neatly tucked down, the 'proper way' of sitting in a chair. He leaned over the table, resting his elbows on it. His hands were clasped together in some kind of ball, which helped him think. Kouhai's Reiatsu was getting close, but obviously Kouhai knew that not many Espada had arrived, and he was taking his time. Kuroi felt some other Reiatsu signatures vaguely gathering. He really wasn't in the mood to pick out who was who, he was just going to wait and see who showed up. Kuroi didn't really think that all of them would show up. At best, only three or four would be here. That didn't really matter, though. Kuroi was satisfied with the belief that sooner or later, all of the Espada spots would be filled.

[Cero Azalea]

Today was one of those...playful affectionate days. She wanted to play, though she wasn't sure with whom as of yet. Someone with a neutral feel to them. Maybe a little lighter. Someone with a...ehh, she wasn't sure. It will hit her later. She walked into the room where Kuroi and Faust were just sitting in the room. Not even talking to each other. She looked at both of them. "You two fighting? Or are you always this way together?" She walked over getting a better view, closing the doors behind her. Faust seemed to be a little uptight that day. Dressed and at full attention. Kuroi though, a rarity in deed was loose. Elbows on the table and seeming to be deep in thought. She walked up behind Faust. "You know..I have always wondered.." She pulled on one of his swords, drawing it and swinging it about. It had a small hole on it. About the size of a yen. It was heavier then her weapons easily, but light for a sword. "Why do you use so many diffrent types of swords? Curious...do they change when you go into your Resurrection?" That was it...

[Zou ۞]

The door swung inwards, opened upon its hinges. The force of the door opening was great, and a powerful blast of air rushed over the table, batting all three Espada that sat there. An aura of strength came with the air, a feeling of confidence and a seeming lack of fear. "Good Evening." Kouhai said. "My dearest and most loyal Espada." he flashed them a confident smile, but it was an empty one. His smile, like all smiles that he ever gave, was fake. He never held a real smile, only a fake one. And it was with this smile that he was greeting them. It was obvious that he was simply giving pleasantries when he said most loyal. It was obvious that he knew quite a few of the Espada were only with him out of their own self interest, and would betray him if they could. However, the magnitude of his strength was so great, that he could literally crush all of them at once in a matter of seconds if he wanted to, and that was why they followed him.

"Kuroi, Cero, Faust." Kouhai greeted each in turn. "You answered my calling for this meeting, and so obviously you are my most loyal Espada." Something about his tone implied that he figured it might be because some of them were also incredibly bored, but he didn't say anything about that. Kouhai snapped his fingers, and four cups on coasters formed at the table, one in front of each Espada, and one in front of Kouhai. In front of Cero, there was a cup of sake. In front of Kuroi, there was a cup of black tea. In front of Faust, there was a cup of lemon tea. "By all means", Kouhai said, "Drink." He himself had black tea with some sugar in it. He dropped two extra cubes in, and began stirring the tea with his spoon. After a few moments, the spoon dissolved into sugar, which also fell away into the tea. Kouhai lifted the cup to his mouth, and sipped. He then placed it back on the coaster, continuing to give the Espada his false smile.

"How do each of you enjoy Las Noches?" Kouhai asked. "Why don't each of you share what you think so far." Kuroi was the first to speak. "Dull." he said. "There is more to do when there are proper enemies. We don't face the Shinigami as often as we could since the Ogatago keep both sides busy." It was obvious from the way Kuroi spoke that he expected Kouhai to eventually bring out some kind of plan to get rid of the Ogatago, and to destroy them. When Kouhai simply smiled, and did not present such a plan, Kuroi fell silent. "I see." Kouhai said with his smile. "And what of you then, Faust, Cero?" Kouhai asked. His fake smile was still ever so daunting, and the presence of his Reiatsu in the room was menacing, utterly evil. Anyone in that room would no doubt feel their stomachs growing ever more queezy, tightening.

[Zou ۞]

OOC: It is Faust's post.

[Faust Zsalamel]

Faust gave a slight growl when Cero decided to pull out one of his swords. Nobody touches his sword, at least no one but him. But then, he was in the meeting hall, and Kouhai was prone to show up suddenly, without him realizing, and so he controlled himself, and simply let out a slight growl of annoyance. He glanced around, and saw that aside from him and Cero, there was already Kuroi, sitting, and looking somewhat annoyed too. Maybe he doesn't like to wait, but Faust didn't know the guy as much as he knew the dirt on his armor. He was simply too enigmatic, and Faust was simply too indifferent to care.

"Please, put that back, Primera. We have a meeting to attend to." Faust replied rather civilly. It was so awkward to hear Faust speak like he was being social. But then, Faust was simply keeping his cool, and he was right to do so, because not too long after he spoke, the doors to the meeting room burst open, and a sinister aura flooded Faust's inside. He knew all too well who it was as he immediately stood up and gave a bow to none other than Kouhai.

Faust gazed in front of him, and saw that a cup of tea was placed. Perhaps it was lemon, judging from the scent. When Kouhai invited them to the drink, Faust obliged automatically, taking a short sip from his tea cup and putting it down gingerly, making sure it made the least possible sound. He was keeping himself in check, especially when the person in the room was Kouhai. He listened as Kouhai spoke, and when he asked him what he think of Las Noches, Faust gave a slight bow before he answered.

"The place has been, to say the least, uneventful. But no matter. Las Noches is Las Noches, I have no complaints regarding it. I can't say the same for some of its inhabitants, of course, but it matters not. I am here to follow your orders, Kouhai-sama, and that will do." Faust remarked rather respectfully.

[Zou ۞]

"I see." Kouhai said with his false smile, sipping more of his tea, and gingerly replacing the cup on the coaster. He continued to smile at his Espada, before turning his look towards Cero. "And what of you, Cero?" he asked. "How are you finding Las Noches?" There was something about the way Kouhai's eyes were unmoving, the way he didn't blink, that would put someone's guard up. It was almost as if Kouhai was even masterful of their thoughts, controlling those as well. It was just...a feeling that wouldn't go away. An uneasy one that made the skin of all in Kouhai's presence crawl. His smile was daunting, and his eyes were cold. Cold eyes and a false smile didn't go well together.