A Hopeful Induction [Open Social, R]

[Rio Demonliogalgo]

Rio heard a slow clapping, and caught Myza's scent on the air. He turned his head slightly, to notice the Septima's approach. Myza was a subject of awkward conflict for Rio. Although he had never personally fought the Septima, he had heard talk of her strength, and that she more than met the standards of an Espada when it came to power. But there was still that part of Rio that remembered her as she was when she'd first joined Las Noches as Adalo's Fraccion. Well, then again. It had been Adalo afterall. Small wonder Myza had turned out this powerful. Myza mentioned that Rio's description of Cierro had been accurate, and Rio nodded. "Myza." He said, actually calling Myza by name, instead of some caustic insulting nickname. Probably more than would be allowed for Kazuna and Adolf at present. But while describing Rio as a bully would be one of the most accurate ways of depicting the Quinta, he didn't tend to hold people's pasts against them in the long run. Strength was all that mattered. Didn't matter how weak the two newest Espada were if that got corrected, and if either of them achieved strength enough to contest Rio's they'd earn his respect, and this day would be long forgotten. "It's been awhile."

Rio heard the subtle resentment in Kazuna's tone, when he promised that he'd remember what Rio told him. The Quinta's grin grew. That's a tone worthy of an Espada... Rio thought, interpreting Kazuna's tone of voice to indicate that he wanted to return the favor Rio had just dealt him. He even snapped off to Adolf about backing up in lieu of the coming storm. Rio definitely felt that he could grow to like this Noveno, given time. But when Adolf asked what had made Cierro a disgrace, a stormy look crossed Rio's face again. "....Your predecessor was an insult to our ranks. He lacked the temperament, attitude and strength deserving of an Espada. That he was allowed to join us, was nothing more than a joke, that he did not die for it, only an indication of his talent for running away." He snarled. "You have a lot to make up for, new Octavo."

[Ailene Haschiro]

Kazuna darted his eyes to the side as the clapping became distinct. "What the hell is that?....", Kazuna thought as someone drew closer. He gazed upon the coming Espada, noticing her distinct features that seemed somewhat offputting. He continued to look at her attire and couldn't help, but chuckle. His chuckling soon drew to a moment of pure silence as he looked at her face, seeing the imprint of a 7. He admittedly had a hard time believing it and only stood there, staring at her with a combination of indifference and disbelief although it was leaning more on the stare of disbelief. He began chuckling again as she moved over to Adolf. "That poor fool...let's see how this will play out."

He looked back at Rio with irreverence. "This woman...the Septima...she gives off a very bad feeling.", he began saying in a tone so that only Rio could hear what he was saying. He was more concerned about Rio becoming mad at the gossip admittedly, but still decided to take his chances. He had to learn all he could about the fellow Espada given by how bloodthirsty Rio can be. Despite his general nihilism, he realized that it was a matter of survival and the more he knew of others the better. Conversely, the more he could avoid letting others know of his own abilities was a highly beneficial matter which he would definitely take advantage off.

He stared down at the floor after saying what he had to say to Rio. This was mostly to avoid any forms of suspicion from the Septima. As he looked at the ground, he thought of his past. He could still hear the scream of the girl and he winced slightly because of it. Looking down at the ground kept him grounded mentally. As he thought of it, however, he felt a somewhat ravenous feeling emanating from Kurakusabyou. Placing his hand on the hilt, he calmed himself down. Having his hand on a weapon at the ready was one of the most secure feelings he had. He thought for a moment and retracted his hand, relaxing a little and leaning against the wall, indifferent to his surroundings as usual.

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Adolf looked fairly confused, as well as surprised staring at the woman in front of her. From the "7" on her cheek, she was obviously the Septima. Hopefully she was decently new, and didn't remember the previous Octavo, Adolf thought, really don't want to start this meeting off on a bad note. He stepped back, remembering that he bowed to Rio, and decided not to shake Myza's hand just in case Rio thought it was some form of respect thing, as well as the same with Myza. He hadn't known how long she was watching them, so it could've been a bit longer than expected. After stepping back, he decided to bow and introduce himself, though this time with significantly less emotion than before. "Adolf Reinhard, Octavo Espada. And who might you be, Miss Septima?" For once in his life, after introducing himself, he kept a decently straight face. There was a lot on his mind right now; a lot he had to think about. Everything was a bit much to process, and he needed a bit of time to get it straightened out. Right now wasn't exactly the best time for that, though.

Adolf turned to Rio for a moment, and began to speak to him. "Don't worry, I will make up for it. Though I may not be stronger, or better than any of you in a combat scenario at the moment, I'll surpass any expectations that were set from the previous Octavo. That I promise, whether I do it with, or without any form of help. Now," Adolf stated, his old demeanor surfacing again with the seriousness in his tone slowly fading, turning back to Myza, "How're you?" Adolf needed this to go well, especially after not starting off too well with Kazuna or Rio. He needed someone to be able to decently stand his company, and the way that things went with Rio and Kazuna, it doesn't seem like either of them really liked him that much for that to be the case.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza simply stood in front of Adolf, watching as the boyish-looking Espada went from surprised to respectful, her smirk changing to an actual smile. Say what you would about his apparent strength, at least he had the sense to show some respect to those above him in rank. Admittedly, this was almost certainly due to Rio's excellent object lesson a few moments ago, and not from any inherent respect the new Octava might have for her. Either way, it was quite acceptable and worthy of a positive response.

"A pleasure to meet you Adolf," Myza said, her tone bubbly and happy. "I am Myzaraphiston Synderfell. And allow me to say that you're already a marked improvement over Cierro. The fool didn't think himself weak, and he had some disgusting habits. Just work on how pathetic you are. At this point, you're making some of the Fraccion here look good."

With that, Myza diverted her attention to the Noveno. While she approved of the Octavo, the other Espada was a different matter. She had heard that laugh he had given at the beginning upon seeing her, and now he was actively trying to ignore her. It seemed he hadn't learned enough of a lesson from Rio. That had to be rectified immediately.

"Noveno," she said, her tone still happy and bubbly. "The Octava has introduced himself. I would appreciate it if you did the same, rather than ignoring me."

[Tsajara Dread]

There was really no soubd as Tsaja made her way from her very brief quarters, a small box in hand as she made her way from the sexta's room, and paused. Of course, out of those in the group, Myza would likely be the only one to noticeher presence by simple fact of her tremendous reiatsu-sensing abilities. Otherwise, she would have been all but completely undetected as she calmly approached the group from the now-empty quarters, those pale, colorless eyes shifting from one person to the other. Of course, she doubted even any of them would even be aware of her, or her induction into the espada. Not unless any of them actively sought that kind of information, and even then there wasn't a lot. Though they would likely be a bit intrigued to see the faint traces of a number 6 over her throat. Tsaja did not know if it had been intentional, but Lord Kouhai had not been quite so...complete with it's removal, and her very brief rank was rather visible.

That aside, she seemed as ethereal as she always did. Pale from her hair, her skin, even her eyes seemed to seamlessly match that pale, bleached look. Her uniform being a rather simple and punkish look, the standard white hakama pants as well as a white jacket which came down to the end of her ribcage, bandages covering the majority of her chest. However, her mask fragments (Those little feathers rucked behind each ear) would be nowhere in sight.

"I didn't even know we had this many espada..." the woman murmured as she looked from one arrancar to the next, a little...amazed that so many had showed up in the same place at once. Ironic that she had so very nearly been among the ranks of these individuals. But she did not really regret her demotion, which was likely very akin to the reason she had been demoted in the first place. " I don't believe I've actually ever met any of you. However, at least two of you Kuroi DID describe to me." She noted, nodding to the only female of the group, and then to the Quinta. "Ms.Synderfell, Mr.Demonliogalgo." And then she looked to the new arrivals. "You, he did not inform me of." She noted, shifting the box of her belongings slightly from one arm to the other.

[Ailene Haschiro]

Kazuna looked on as Myza diverted her attention to him and his face went somewhat cold. He still attempted to maintain the sense of irreverence to the intimidation that Myza was displaying. He inspected her from head to toe, taking note of her attire, possible weapons, and general status. Seeking to avoid a similar confrontation as with Rio, he decided to play nice this time. "By all means, I meant no disrespect. My name is Kazuna Hashiro and as you promptly put, I am designated Noveno Espada.", continuing to look at her with a rather cold stare which he tried to force into a smile. He was mildly successful, his lip quivering as he smiled.

He stared up into the air. Opening his mouth quickly, "Forgive my speaking out of line, but I truly was not ignoring you...simply preoccupying myself with analyzing demeanor, possible motives, etc. The...volatile area we are in demands that of me, especially due to my status as the Noveno." to which he somewhat smiled again, but this one was not quite as fake as the last as he sincerely meant to watch his back around the others. They all had a higher designation and as such, he assumed anyone to be stronger. He needed to bide his time and grow stronger before choosing to act or defend himself. Until then, he chose to give the others the respect they so arrogantly desired. He looked at Myza, half expecting a serious outburst from her to an extent, but he was intrigued by Myza. Unlike Rio she was a mystery, not seemingly showing her hand and Kazuna was quite interested in her intentions.

[Rio Demonliogalgo]

Kazuna made a comment as Myza approached, about her giving off a bad feeling. Rio answered with a toothy, terrifying grin. "Then you're feeling the presence of an Espada." He answered. Rio gave no shits about gossip. People could talk behind everyone's backs freely. Say what they would. So long as nobody said it to Rio's face, they wouldn't need to worry about theirs getting punched. And hell. No Espada worth their salt would feel insulted by people admitting they made them uneasy. In Rio's eyes that was a compliment. Not.... Not that Myza wasn't one to fear. Rio would only kill you. Myza could do far, far worse. Las Noches' own personal Qyburn.

Adolf spoke up expressing his desire to improve well above Cierro. Rio snorted. "I'm sure you can do better than that. That's a fuckin' low bar to jump." He responded to Adolf. Myza echoed his statement... more or less more kindly, reflecting on all the nasty and unpleasant qualities that Cierro had. ...To be fair. Rio wouldn't have cared about half of them, if Cierro actually had possessed the strength to back it up. Cierro himself might have argued he clearly did, as nobody had ever been able to punish him for his mocking attitude, but being skilled at running away and hiding was not the same as strength. Not even close. But Rio did have to repress an even wider grin as Myza addressed Kazuna. He did not quite step aside for Myza to pass, but he did lean sideways, to offer her a clearer look at the Noveno. Hmm... wait, what was that. Rio's acute sense of smell had picked something up. A slight shift. He wasn't entirely sure what it was though. It was minor, very minor, and he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was, but there was definitely a change in the air. He lifted his head slightly, like a bloodhound catching a scent, but the source of the change made itself known shortly as a pale, etheral woman joined their little crew. "And just who the hell are you?" Rio uttered, catching a glance of the faded "6" on her throat.

He was briefly distracted again by Kazuna's political answer to Myza, already adapting what Rio had warned him about. He's dangerous..... good. The Quinta thought, suppressing another grin, his face a poorly held together mask of indifference.

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Adolf nodded after Myza had finished addressing him, reflecting on himself. He really was kind of pathetic, wasn't he? Probably not something that could've been helped at the moment, though later on, that could definitely be fixed if he put in the effort to do so, no doubt about it. Adolf nodded respectfully towards Myza, smiling sincerely. He was beginning to prematurely think of her as a friend, at least more than the other two Espada at the moment. Even after kindly insulting him, she was still easily the nicest of the other two he'd previously met; the brute of a Quinta didn't exactly seem like the "let's be friends" kind of person, and the Noveno seemed to have more of a loner-like personality to Adolf, being both similar, yet a polar opposite to him at the same time.

"I wasn't really trying to make it out as some feat," Adolf said reverently, "I was more going for a promise that I wouldn't stoop that low, which I can definitely avoid." Adolf wasn't lying with his words, he knew for a fact that he could avoid taking on traits of the previous Octavo, though he didn't really know what they were, considering he had never actually met him. From what everyone was making him out to be, though, he was somewhat of a coward. Adolf may not be much of a fighter, but he's certainly no coward. He'd stand up for himself if he absolutely had to.

Adolf quickly turned his head at the alert of a new face near them, one that Rio had pointed out with his "And just who the hell are you?" comment that he made recently. "Greetings," Adolf said, taking a bow to the woman in front of him, smiling in her direction, "Adolf Reinhard, Octavo Espada. And who might you be?" When he stood back up, he held his hands behind his back, awaiting a response. He looked over the woman in front of him, quickly noticing the mark on her neck, but deciding it probably wouldn't be the best idea to comment on it, so he refrained from doing so.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza sneered as the Noveno spoke. It seemed that he was quite the mouthy one. It reminded her quite a bit of the former Noveno. Of course, she had stabbed the man in the chest for talking back to her after she had politely asked him to not smoke on her floor. Speaking of, she hadn't seen or heard from him since. But surely that hadn't killed them. Probably. Regardless, that was in the past.

"I see," she said in an amused tone, her sneer still present. "So you're saying that you're too stupid to talk and observe at the same time. Life must be hard for you, you poor dear." She slowly chuckled after that, before suddenly turning. She would look to Tsajara, locking gaze with the Privaron Espada before she even said a word. A slight smile would once again come to Myza's face as she looked at the female Arrancar.

"And here's yet another arrival to our little meeting here," the Septima said, her tone still happy and bubbly. This was immediately contrasted by Rio's more hostile question, which prompted another chuckle from Myza. "Though I do agree with Lord Rio here. I believe you owe all of us an introduction."

[Tsajara Dread]

She was not surprised by that rough reception from Rio, though Myza, on the other hand, was not really someone that had been well explained to her, so she was not really sure in the slightest if the woman's...warm tone was unusual or not. In any case, ONE of the unfamiliar faces didn't even seem to be aware of her presence, and frankly, he didn't look particularly important. Especially not with how he was apologizing, he practically sounded like a subordinate. At the Octava's greeting she offered a light nod before her attention shifted back to Rio.

"Tsajara Dread. An arrancar recruited by Kuroi. My, initial placement, was as the Sexta espada, however, Lord Kouhai, after a personal assessment, determined that I was not quite suitable for the seat. Truth be told, I'm still not entirely sure what it was all about." she noted with an idle shrug, as indeed she hardly seemed to be quite what one would expect from an espada. No doubt that would be rather apparent to the two new arrivals with how....unbothered she seemed to be. Given Rio's example of how Assertive Espada aught to be. "So, for the time being, I'm Privaron 106. I was in the process of moving my things to the Tres Cifras."

[Rio Demonliogalgo]

Rio's eyes focused in on the faded "6" as Tsajara introduced herself. Recruited by Kuroi..... "I see.... Sexta Espada..." Rio muttered, before embracing a slightly smug grin. That had been his old rank, after murdering the former Sexta. That had been long before his promotion to Quinta Espada, where he now resided. In short, she hadn't even been fit for a position Rio had long since discarded and outgrown. Was that an unpleasant thing to think? Well probably, but as had, by this point been firmly established, Rio was something of an unpleasant person. "Well if that's all..." Rio stepped aside. "Please go ahead ex-number six." He stated, without a hint of malice, but more than a hint of that unpleasant smugness. It was probably a bit of a shame really, that Myza was the only person here capable of wiping that look off of Rio's face. Actually that wasn't entirely true. Any one of them here could probably have pulled it off for at least a moment or two. Myza just likely happened to be the only one that might be able to keep it off Rio's face.

Still. Smug superiority complex was better than furious murder hoboing, right?

Rio glanced over at Adolf. "I just hope you can fix that doormat attitude of yours, Octavo." He snarked. "....Still. At least we're growing in number again, with Espada that at least want to look like Espada." Well. That was about the closest thing to a compliment Rio had given so far. Las Noches had been suffering in the lower ranks of the Espada lately. Myza and himself aside, the lower ranks had been left empty with no candidates for replacement for some time. And as he had mentioned, Adolf was technically an improvement on Cierro (though to be fair, in Rio's eyes, a blind housecat with a bad attitude might have been an improvement on Cierro). Kazuna had a bit more work to do to surpass Asuka, if not in attitude, than at least in raw power. Asuka hadn't exactly had the mentality Rio might have expected in an Espada, but she'd made up for it in power. Time would tell if Kazuna could do the same.

[Ailene Haschiro]

Kazuna had adapted an interested and curious outlook on Myza. She seemed calm, but was quite interesting with her expression of politeness. Kazuna eyed Myza carefully, trying to decide whether to simply let it go or retort. Going back to what Rio said, Kazuna deemed it best to not mouth off if he didn't have the strength to show it. In this case, he certainly didn't as the Noveno Espada. In response to Myza, Kazuna simply shrugged his shoulders and quickly spoke, "It is what it is I guess...nothing I can do to change my apparent "stupidity"", Kazuna putting emphasis on the fallacy of him being stupid for choosing to analyze the situation among an unfamiliar group. If they wanted to, they could easily dispose of him and while Kazuna welcomed death, he wasn't going to suffer yet another afterlife. Even then, Kazuna had goals to achieve.

Meanwhile, Kazuna keyed in on the new face in the room. The former ex-sexta is what most intrigued Kazuna. What could she have done to be removed from the Espada. Kazuna chose to be careful around her as well since she used to be part of the fabled group. Kazuna looked around, eyeing Adolf who still seemed to be somewhat green to not only self-confidence, but also standing up for yourself. It did amuse Kazuna, but he chose to not let his amusement slip out. Deception was a great tool in the right hands and Kazuna came to the realization that to get around here, strength is required and currently, his best bet was remaining on good terms with Adolf. The last thing he wanted to do is be alone in such a volatile situation. On that note, allies could prove to be great meatshields in the direst of times.

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"Greetings, Tsajara," Adolf said, somewhat forgetting that he'd already introduced himself. Because of this, he decided to cut the interaction short, ending with the greetings. If she wanted to continue talking, surely she'd say something? Though that might not be the case, Adolf tended not to speak his mind on these kinds of things, so someone else might have been the same way. With the way the Privaron was acting, there wasn't really an easy way to tell how her personality was going to go regarding that.

He turned back to Rio, displaying a confused look on his face. "Do I really come off like that of a doormat?" Adolf seemingly cringed at that thought. He didn't like to think of himself as a doormat, though that might have been the case. He knew that he was friendly, after all, that was kind of what he was going for. But if he seemed like a pushover, then that's something that needs to change. While change doesn't happen right away, that doesn't mean that it won't happen. Making a mental note of Rio's words, he once again turned to face everyone else again, though fixing any posture problems he might have been having, and tried to come off as more confident.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza's smile faded as Tsajara introduced herself, with an expression that could only be described as disgust came to her face. Much like Rio's contempt, the Septima's emotions were plain to see, her lip slightly curled as she leaned ever so slightly away from the Privaron. It was almost like the reaction one would expect from an upper-crust socialite when confronted by the presence of a sweating, stinking bum. She would eventually shake her head, her lips drawing tight together as she gave the other female Arrancar a disapproving stare.

"Very well then," Myza said, stepping aside at the same moment as Rio. Her tone was terse, tense as she spoke to the Privaron, as if she was forcing herself to even acknowledge her. "Carry on. Enjoy your move. Good day." With that, Myza turned away from Tsajara, focusing her attention on the two lower-tier Espada. Her smile seemed to return almost instantly at that point, almost as if she had put the Privaron out of mind. She didn't respond to Kazuna, instead listening to Adolf and Rio's conversation.

"Yes dearie," Myza responded to Adolf's question, a look of pity and regret on her face. "You do come off as a bit of a shrinking violet, I must admit. It honestly surprises me that you are that way. After all, we are God's Chosen People, and the Most Fit among them at that! We're each the best out of hundreds of souls who were vying for control of one body. There's plenty to be proud of with ourselves. Now granted, you and Kazuna could use some personal improvement, but that's easy enough to work on."

[Tsajara Dread]

A brow lifted slightly in reply to Rio's odd manner of speaking. Myza didn't really say anything, so she kept her focus on Rio, mildly perplexed by whatever tone of voice he was using, not really something she had ever heard in her own direction before. Was he trying to taunt her? That smile of hers softened as she watched the Espada. It was...interesting. " Thank you~ It's a pleasure to meet a fellow Ex-Number Six. But after all, you've moved up as well haven't you?" she asked with that mild, pleased look, before those eyes drifted to the side, locking onto the two newest espada. "Besides, Clearly there is plenty of space to move up. Who knows? Perhaps I will find myself back in the ranks of espada in the future. Perhaps I will one day even challenge you, Lio." She mused.

She was a little surprised to see Adolf's response to her. That oddly...earnest greeting was a bit of a contrast between the other Espada. She couldn't help but smirk ever so slightly. "Anything less than abrasiveness would come off as rather flimsy. Honestly, don't let it worry you. So long as you are strong, I see no reason why your temperment should matter. You can be as sweet and pleasant as you like, standing over the bodies of your enemies." She reasoned before she promptly walked around the group, that smile brightening. "But of course, I'm no espada, so I would take my advice with a grain of salt. It was a pleasure meeting you two." She noted with a nod to Adolf and Rio, promptly making her way to the Tres Cifras.