Tame new room and his fathers old room (open)

Zeth had just been promoted to the Elite just a few months ago, and his rank had gained him alot of respect. Walking a corridor of the mansion, Zeth heard a snore from a nearby room. Rasing an eyebrow, Zeth walked up to the door. Whoever it was who was asleep, they should know better than to let down their guard, even in thier own domain at times like these. Openning the door, Zeth looked around the dirtied room. The one asleep obiviously think of putting his things away.

Looking at the one on the bed, Zeth drew his zanpakto and strolled over to the bed. If he wanted to sleep, then he might as well get a scare. Grinning at the thought of the man jumping out of bed startled, Zeth raised his zanpakto and started poking the man lightly, making a few minor cuts, waiting for him to wake up.

Raising an eyebrow as a zanpakto was pointing at his throat, Zeth grinned at the amusing display of anger. His grin vanishing, Zeth noticed the man had crimson eyes, similar to his own, though his were lighter in color. Moving his zanpakto to his side, Zeth watched as the man moved to the side of his bed, the zanpakto hardly moving as he moved. Good focus, Zeth noted quietly in his head. Zeth listened to the man's brief dream unamused at the moment, and then grinned mischeviously as the man asked who Zeth was. His eyes moved to the man's second zanpakto, where his hand was gripped around the handle. He could even hear Masu snicker in the back of his mind.

Moving his gaze back to the man's crimson eyes, Zeth's look became serious. "Know your place. I'm one of the Elite Vizards, and probebly much stronger that you." As a show of power, Zeth let the man feel his Reiatsui, which started making the air dense. Stepping around to the other side of the bed, Zeth looked at a desk near the bed. Placing his hand on the desk, Zeth noticed words carved into the old wood. "Tenshin Zaraki....Interesting...." Zeth turned back to the man, seeing if he would have any reaction.

Zeth returns his gaze to the desk, feeling the carved words in the wood. "No, I didn't know Tenshin personally, but did hear a bit of him after I became a vizard." He then turned his gaze to the man behind him, curiousity in his eyes. "Why do you ask? Do you have some sort of connection to him?" Walking away from the desk, Zeth heard his inner hollow chuckle quietly, almost as if it was mocking him. Pushing the voice away, Zeth returned his focus to the man infront of him. He stopped a few feet in front of him, his crimson eyes gazing questionly at the man.

Zeth looked at the man curiously as he explained his connection with Tenshin, a quiet interesting connection to be sure. Father and son, eh? This one could be trouble...or just arrogant... The man may be of the same blood of Tenshin, but, that doesn't mean he would live up to him in the slightest.

Watching the man closely, Zeth noticed as he moved his hand to his zanpakto, gripping it tightly. The man was probebly communing with the spirit of the zanpakto, but then again, it didn't matter. Waiting until the man looked back up at him, Zeth sighed and turned to the door. "Well, since you're awake now I should be going. However, let me tell you..." Zeth turned his head back to the man. "Control your anger. If what you did earlier you do all the time, you could get into serious trouble if you're not careful. Good day." Walking out into the corridor, Zeth walked away until the sound of his footsteps faded.

>>Gone to somewhere...<<

Tame didnt say nothing just stood there relax as he could be. "this place is lame now lets go find something to do." Tame said as he flashed steped away now where to be found and with out a trace left behind.

(OOC: To Short I know sorry writters block)