Home, sweet home(2)

(OOC: Expect shortness..)

Ichi had made his way across as the storm raged on, and grappled Hisoka.. They made eye contact, and Hisoka slowly began to... Fade? Indeed. His body limpened as the winds forced his eyes shut. It looked like Hisoka had actually lost this time... Wrong.

Pure Hollow reiatsu exploded outward from Hisoka's body, his nearly shattered mask completely remanifesting itself. "Well hello there, Quinta!" The voice of Hisoka's inner hollow spoke audibly form Hisoka's body. Had it really happened? Indeed.. Jinteki had exploited the "trance" and taken control of Hisoka's body. "That trance of yours works by making eye contact..." Jinteki said, his eyes still sealed shut. "We'll just have to remove those annoying eyes of yours from the equation!" The hollow cackled as the serrated teeth of the mouth broke apart, an orb pure black reiatsu forming in Hisoka's... Well, Jinteki's mouth.

The orb split down the middle, forming two large(Roughly 7 inches) spikes that Jinteki solidifed using HIS technique, the one he had so graciously lended to Hisoka. These solid reiatsu spikes blasted forth at point blank range towards the eyes of the Quinta. Ah, Jinteki had forgotten to mention something.. Being impaled in the eye by a solid substance would also mean his death... Whoops.

Kenji Kouen had sealed itself upon Hisoka losing control of his own body, and the firestorm slowly began to subside... The spikes flew forth to impale Ichi's eyes, and Ichi had wrapped himself around Hisoka's body like a python.. Jinteki did not see this Espada making an escape from his sure death..

She saw the effects her attacks had on the arrancar and smiled. She saw him practically explode. Now he would release his ressurection. And so he did healing his wounds, though now the real fight began. His release was interesting, seeing him revert to one of the hollow states Mayu could feel his reiatsu skyrocket. She couldn't beleiev it when he was suddenly gone, she tried to put up some sort of defense, but the barrage of punches seemed too much her body taken damage from the sheer brutality of Apollo's strength. It seemed to come from everywhere, he was unleashing everything he had at her and she couldn't defend it all. She would turn one way and block a gravity cero only to get hit in the back by a different one. She could stop most of the damage but it put a ridiculous strain on her, and Mayu ended up having to use up a lot of reiatsu as a defense.

The cero fired and she opened up a dimensional void to take them while in her other hand the dragon tatoo was covering her entire arm, she thrust it at Apollo and said "Shadow Dragon Wave" The dragon flowing outwards, now no matter what happened to her that dragon would follow until it hit its target. Then he seemed to be firing at her and she used up her remaining reiatsu to try and put up a barrier using dense darkness, the blasts hit and the first few didnt get through, but the rest did and Mayu's body was crushed by the overwhelming forces of gravity. Every bone in her body was broken or shattered and Mayu screamed in unimaginable pain. She fell to her knees and then face first onto the ground unable to move, barely able to see, her vision clouded by blood.

She chocked up blood, most of her internal organs destroyed, she couldn't breathe due to crushed ribs and was literally drowning in her own blood. Blood flowed from her mouth and ears and nose as her skull was broken as well. She lay there looking towards where she thought Hisoka was. She felt so tired. So cold. She hoped Hisoka survived, someone had to take care of Hiroto. She thought of her service to Soul Society, making love to Hisoka, having his child, raising Hiroto. She wished she had been there more often for him. She wished a lot of things actually. "Hi..ro.to...." Mayu managed to say, barely a whisper and then she coughed up more blood. Her bankai resealed itself now, her time was up. Finally, the life left her body, her eyes becoming dull and glazed over, devoid of life, but remaining staring in Hisoka's direction, her final thought. Take care Hisoka...Take care of our little boy....

Hollow.... whatever he was, it seemed to take over and Hisoka closed his eyes; easy to re-open... But then, something odd happened. Solid spikes began to form right in front of the Quinta's eyes and obviously planned to inflict damage somehow. Maybe the vaizard thought he;d won, that it was over and with spikes in the espada boy's head, it was over. Sigh... So naive, the spikes were taking there time to form, and this gave the boy enough time to bring up his left hand for a counter; kind of. Swiftly, as the spikes formed, his hand reacted instinctively and grabbed one of the spikes as it formed, tossing it away. He tried to evade the next one, knowing it was impossible, but some good came out of it. Instead of direct contact to the eye, Ichi was able to lean, sort of, to the side in an attempt to dodge the projecticle. Still, it fired and dug into his mid-cheek. No screaming occured, as all warriors had been accustomed to pain. Only blood seemed to trickle and, if his hierro had not been there, again, the spoke would have torn through his head ending in a fatal blow...

Shakily, after the spoke spike was thrown away, the same hand went to pull out the other spike. Squeegy sounds were echoing as blood pooped from the hole and the spike slowly came out with an added on grunt of dismay. Spike dropped, Ichi brought his legs back around and pushed off Hisoka into a lengthened leap. Now... with the failed technique, he would be soon useless. Landing from his leap on his hands and knees, the flames bit at him and, what was left of his hierro, scarcely held onto a defense; subsiding flames against his hierro only provided him with 2nd degree burns... Changing positions to sit on his buttocks, Ichi used every last teeny bit of his reiatsu to fire a semi-powerful green cero at the vaizard. Though not the best cero ever, with limited reiatsu, it should distract Hisoka enough for him to escape; Ichi also also the cero to expand into a larger mass so that it would "look" stronger and make sure the vaizard was unable to see what he was doing. While he fired the cero with one hand, the cero drew a small garganta next to him... Upon firing the massive, semi-powerful cero, Ichi used every last bit of energy he had left to drag/throw himself through the garganta. Whether or not it would work or not was undecided... But all he could hope for was that Hisoka would be distracted with the cero, let the boy go, or be too tired to finish this. Ichi had disappeared into the dark dome before it had dissipated anayways so, maybe, Hisoka wouldn't know where he ended up and his confusion would allow an escape. Just in case, words of motivation for the boy.... Crawl Crawl Crawl! Heh... Like a Lemure Zombie.

>>>GONE

Do to his large overuse of his power it all went to 0, sealed up for a bit as he fell to his knees. He had broken out of his Resurrection. Reverting to his sealed form. Lucky for him the Dragon wave flew right above him and crashed into the wall behind him as it stayed constantly on fire. Burning in a black fire. He stood up and dusted himself off. "Damn i hate the Five Second Relapse." He said as he yawned again. As the girl laid on the ground coughing and hacking up blood she was muttering words."He looked at her and spoke as he narrowed his eyes. "Ever hear of shut the fuck up bitch!?" He then Stomped on her head, effectively killing her. He then peered over to Ichi "Good Luck in there, Seems I caught me a nice Little fishy!" He said it loud enough for both Hisoka and Ichi to hear it. Giving a Yawn he stripped the body to complete nakedness. "Nice," He grabbed the Zanpoktou and strapped it to his side. Shortly After he through her over his shoulder and headed off to Roses location. He had his tracker activated like a Beacon. He vanished into the Hallway.

[EXIT]

A cero was shot towards Jinteki. Jinteki simply jumped into the air, dodging it as the firestorm faded completelty. Ichi had left through the Garganta and the dome disipated. Jinteki sheathed Kenji Kouen and landed on the ground of the lab. He knew what had happened. The Arrancar had killed the Shinigami bitch. "Wha--!? No! Not already!!" Jinteki screamed out as the mask cracked and fell from Hisoka's face.

Hisoka looked around.. He had failed completely... The Espada he had fought with survived and escaped... And Mayu was... Killed. It was his fault. Had he not insisted on toying with Ichi at first, he could have saved Mayu. Now what did he have to show for it? Nothing. He did not kill his enemy, Mayu, his love, was killed, and her murderer had escaped. And he STILL didn't know where Hiroto was. Wait.. They had even taken Mayu's body?!.... THUMP! Hisoka finally lost conciousness. His injuries, nearly nonexistent reiatsu, and the loss of his love were all too much for him to handle.

So there he was... Asleep in enemy territory and completely drained of reiatsu...

Upon enterance to Las Noches, the garganta the vaizard had used in order to transport himself between realms had taken him too far into Las Noches. Moved into the Espada conference room, where all major espada meeting took place, the Overseer of Rogues in Hueco Mundo sighed and lazily walked down a corridor to a room that had an elevator. Seeing as they were underground, blasting a hole through the wall for an exit wasn't such a hot idea... Singular footsteps echoed throughout the cement-like corridor and something seemed strayed as he grew closer to the room. Suddenly an arrancar carrying the headless body of a woman rushed by him and... a faded reiatsu lay wasted in what feels to be the room with an elevator. A vaizard... Kush?!? No wait, it was different and Kush couldn't have possibly beaten him here. So familiar 'twas this signature; maybe Izanagi, no, Hakushin, no, Celestia, no...

Holy shit, it couldn't be; Hisoka? I mean, sure, Hisoka said he was going to visit Hueco Mundo one of these days, but why the hell would he invade the Primera's laboritory? Assuredly Hisoka was strong, but nowhere close to being able to handle the Primera. Fortunately, the Primera was not near, or her reiatsu would still be lingering, so maybe he he had accidentally encountered another espada... The only reason it worried the rogue vaizard was because Hisoka's reiatsu was so low, no one unfamiliar to his presence would pick up on it unless they concentrated. Dashing now, the man made a dead halt at the enterance to the room and stared at what was left remaining. Damaged walls of seiki seki rock reformed and repaired as blood spattered over every wall; a single man lay there... No doubt about it, the vaizard laying there was indeed Hisoka. Ichijouji leaped with agile reflexes towards the limp body and checked the pulse... Thank jesus he wasstill alive, just wounded and extremely exhausted. Shallow breathes escaped Hisoka and something else seemed the matter, but it was still unclear; no matter, Ichijouji only needed to bring Hisoka for immediate treating and rest. Carefully, Ichijouji placed Hisoka over his shoulder and went to the elevator.

Oh; great... Not only was Hisoka half dead and unconscious, but the elevator shaft was completely empty. Whatever the hell could someone do in a fight that could completely remove an elevator from its shaft? Looks like he's going to have to just jump off the walls to ascend to the surface. Eventually hereached the destination and then lazily walked towards one of the medical nursing rooms; it was the Primera's laboratory, of course it had an infermory. Ichijouji lightly placed Hisoka on one of the hospital beds and hooked him up to an IV. After setting up the pulse counter, the IV, and respirator, Ichijouji went to the closet next to the bathroom and grabbed some bandages and rubbing alcohol. Tended wounds with disinfecting rubbing alcohol and covered in soft, thick bandaging reverted from bleeding any more and, if proper rest was made, Hisoka should be fine in a few days. Hisoka's zanpaktou, broken in two peices for some reason, lay on the counter next to his bed; whoever he fought must've been pretty strong to get a hold of his zanpaktou and break it. Hisoka was only lucky enough that Ichijouji Takanashi came along and decided to help, but hey, that's what comrads are for. Waiting for Hisoka to awaken, the Overseer brought a semi-comfortable chair and sat himself in front of the bed in case anything went wrong... This would be the second time, for Ichijouji, in this exact situation; maybe this time he wouldn;t fail so miserably.

(OOC: Two days later.... >_>)

"Wake up, Hiso-chan. This'll go along so much faster if you'd awaken."

The voice echoed through Hisoka's otherwise empty mind. 'Hiso-chan'... Only one person called him that. It was Kenji Kouen, his Zanpaktou spirit. The elegant phoenix refused to show Hisoka any respect, and insisted upon calling Hisoka that annoying nickname. And the honorific the spirit chose to add only made it worse. This, however was enough to awaken Hisoka. He lie in the bed, his eyes closed as he sensed the presence of another next to the bed. His shinigami robes had fad back to their original color, as opposed to his Bankai which caused them to invert and take the appearance of Arrancar robes. Aside from the lose of his Captain's Haori, and his robes being ripped and burnt straight to hell, Hisoka had to have no other physical differences than his normal self. He felt bandages wrapped around the wounds he had received in the battle with the Quinta. He felt no pain. Whoever accompanied him, was most likely an ally.

Hisoka's eyes snapped open, just as the shelf his broken Zanpaktou began to shake violently. A burst of flames eminated from his Zanpaktou, blocking it from view. The flames left, and there Kenji Kouen lie, completely new. Hisoka simply stared at the man sitting beside him. This man was obviously a Vizard, but... Hisoka had never taken the time to get to know any of the Vizard. He honestly had no clue who it was who sat beside him. Hisoka then asked the two most expected questions from someone in his position, "Where am I? What happened?" His voice scratchy and weak. Hisoka tried then tried to sit upright, upon asking his two vague inquiries. A sharp pain shot through his body, forcing him to lie back onto the bed. And with the pain, came recollection of what had happened. He had met the "God-Series" Arrancar called Apollo. He fought the child Quinta known as Ichi, and it was that fight that had him in such a weakened state. Mayu had found him within Las Noches and engaged Apollo in battle. And then.... Hisoka felt yet another pain fill his whole body. Not physical, but emotional. Mayu was dead, and Apollo had apparently taken her body. Hisoka felt the unusual need to cry, but quickly shook the emotion that was known as sadness from his body. He had no time for mourning. Not now. He had recovered, yes. But he was still extremely low on reiatsu, and he was still in the Enemy's fortress. He needed to get his son and get the FUCK out. But for now... He simply lie there, his pain preventing any type of movement.. His eyes set upon the Vizard before him.

Two days past and the vaizard had moved himself from sitting to lying in the bed next to Hisoka; sleeping most of the time to entertain himself. ther times, he was reading porno's while smoking a pleasant joint of weed. Yeah, he was a pervet and fuck it all if he was ashamed to show it; he used his perverted mind daily as if it were second nature because it was fun and gave him additional amusement. In fact, while Hisoka moaned and groaned into a state of consciousness, the rogue was currently looking at a porno whil pulling out another joint from his left pocket. Looking at it and then at Hisoka, doing multiple double-takes, he finally decided to offer Hisoka a joint. Sigh, there were only two left so other than the one he would give Hisoka, he'd be smoking his last one until he went back home and rolled some more. Extending his hand to the left, with liter and joint in hand, the Overseer's hand gestured physically implied his offering to smoke up while introductory words would conffirm this; along with the two most cliche questions a man in an unknown situation could possibly ask.

"Well... You're in the Primera's infirmary and what happened is what you should be tellin; me Hisoka-san. It be me Ichijouji; even if you don't know all those other vaizards, you might as well remember me, eh? I'm number seven who booked it out of their during the invasion of Soul Society. I went rogue 'cuz them shinigami are bitches and since Zeikke was allying with them, I was like fuck you. Anyways, I saved your ass before thePrimera came and experimented you to death. So, want'a smoke?"

Tired words retorted smoothly from the rogue vaizard's asophagus; his speech sort of rolled out easily as if he were hissing the syllabes out like a serpant. Hand still extended, Ichijouji awaited the response from Hisoka for the explanation as well as if he wanted the damn joint or not. Attention still relatively glued to the porno, Ichijouji didn't tend to masturbate, but generally enjoyed getting "hot" from looking at them and reading the arousing articles and stories. Whatever it was that went down with Hisoka hit him hard as depression overcame him; maybe not fully expressing it, but Ichijouji had dealt with this many a previous time and he knew depression when it went on. Something must've devastated him quite negatively for him to pass out; Hisoka was not one to lose consciousness because of physical wounds alone. Ichijouji didn't need to know though, but if Hisoka was going to acknowledge the fact in his recollection of his adventure, then so be it, but proposing for him to speak of it would be only rude and un-called for.

(OOC: Forgive the shortness... Don't really feel like posting, just wanted to get it done with.)

"I... Don't want to talk about what happened..." Hisoka said, shaking his head to decline the joint. "I need to get out of here, though.. Do you know anything about a Shinigami child the Primera has recently brought here?" Hisoka asked bluntly, laughing internally at Ichijouji's obsession with porn.

Word struck the rogue vaizard as Hisoka inquired about a boy the Primera forcibly retreived... Yes, Rose had mentioned something about a shinigami boy or some experiment. A detailed briefing was not executed, but a general idea of the capturing was unquestionable, but why... Why would the Primera so hastily kidnap a shinigami; even if it was for an experiment. Wouldn't it have been more efficient to take a higher ranked shinigami; the possibilities with a more powerful one, in terms of experimentation, would be much greater. No matter, as a friend, Ichijouji decided to willingly exert his information and confirm this accusation.

"Yes... I am not completely informed about the situation, but from what I've heard, there was something about a recently in-taken shinigami... Or some experiment the Primera Rose was performing. Is there something going on that I've missed? Meh... I go to Karakura for ONE day and I come back to an entire mess; maybe I should stay home more often..."

Blatent statement encouraged pessimism as it occured to the vaizard that he had missed all the fun... Well, most of it. If it was true the Primera was behind this, dealing with her would not be easy and if a fight were to break lose, unless Hisoka could defend and attack effectively, then all was lost. Unfortunately, the Primera was a woman of wicked science; doing anything needed to provide succeeded experiments without the consideration of recoil. Hopefully she would comply with whatever Hisoka had to do with the kidnapped shinigami because dealing with the Primera Rose would prove ratehr bothersome...

(I put some effort into it, but... Screw it I'm tired >.>)

"Yes.. There is something you missed.. Tha shinigami, is my son..." Hisoka said, suddenly realizing something. He was in the Primera's lab.. Yet, the Primera had not shown her face. How.. Strange. Maybe she was preoccupied with something. Eh.. No matter. "Do you know where the kid's at? Or if he is even alive?" Hisoka asked aprehensively, fearing the worst possible outcome..

(OOC: Not much for social posts. They bore me. Appologies.)

Kush was waiting outside of the room, not really paying attention to the unconscience man or Ichi as he looked at his porno. Kush, having his hat tipped over his eyes alittle, almost fell asleep in the hallway, until he heard some talk of a son, the man on the bed being his father, and the Primera herself. Kush never meet this guy or the primera, but he wanted to see the primera and say "hello". He wanted to see some espada or some enemy, but there wasn't to much going on here. Even in this hospital room, in the middle of las noches in a tower. This was a strange experience for Kush, it being his first time here and all. Walking into the room, he looked at the man in bed first then at Ichi. Relaxing abit, he introduced himself, looking back at the man on the bed.

"...Well, Im Kush, 5th elite Vaizard. Im sorry to here about your son." He didn't want to be formal, but what do you say to a guy who just lost his son? Kush looked at his battle wounds and scars. It looked like he seen a fight or two recently. Kush really didn't know what was going on, but hopefully would understand alittle more as everything became clearer.

((OOC: Its short, but, hey, everythings short compared to you guys posts xD))

(OOC: I am also tired at the moment and dislike such boring topics as this so, until we make progress, my posts will be short as well o.o)


Kush had finally entered the room, what a relief. For a moment, Ichijouji thought he;d gotten lost or something. It was fine though because he entered and began to speak. Apparently Hisoka had lost his son, AKA, the shinigami. Questions, questions, questions; all to be answered by the "all-knowing" Overseer of Hueco Mundo.

"Mmm... No. I would not say your son is dead yet Hisoka. Rose is a scientist; the only reason she would have kidnapped your son is for pure research and, for research, he needed to be alive. If anything, e may be hurt or exhausted, but assuredly not dead. My apologies Kush, seems we may have to postpone our little engagement. The boy is most likely in her lab... This means we may have to fight the Primera, and win, in order to get your son. We are strong, all of us having surpassed level of captaincy, but with your condition Hisoka, Kush and I alone would probably only have a 45% chane of winning."

Rambling thoughts arose throughout the vaizard's mind as he contemplated having to engage the Primera; even though he abided by the espada, the only one he really could say he became friendly with was the Overlord, Naraka. All of the rest still generally disgusted him, even this radical scientist known as the Primera; she was just as arrogant as the rest of the poor lot. Fortunately, Ichijouji hoped he could fight the Primera... With Kush would be even greater, an almost dead even match and, oh god, it would be undoubtedly epic.

(I thought it'd be a good time to post now that I see you're done fighting. )

Hiroto had spent the last two days staying out of danger. That included hiding whenever he heard any sounds unfamiliar. He was smart enough to go back to Rose's room and pack some food so he wouldn't be hungry during the two days. Now he found himself in a hallway that he hadn't seen yet. Stopping he would listen to his closest surroundings to make sure that he didn't hear anybody coming. When it sounded safe the Tanaka boy would continue his venture down the long hallway. Voices were heard when Hiroto had traveled in this hallway for about fifteen minutes. As he listened closely he heard a familiar voice he had learned but a few days prior to this one. It was the voice of his father. Running the rest of the way he would burst through the door. He hoped it wasn't a stupid idea and that they wouldn't go on the offensive.

When he was inside the room he stopped and looked at the other people inside the room. His eyes focused on his father as he gave sort of a half smile, "Hey, Dad."

Thinking about what he had discussed earlier he thought inside his head to the spirit of his Zanpaktou. 'Hah, I told you my parents would come for me.' His smile widened as he proved to his mind that he was correct.

With an uncaring voice Sakugo responded, "Yea yea, whatever. Doesn't matter to me much anyways. He probably came to save you because of your mother, he most likely doesn't care about you at all."

"Hey, Dad."

Awww, Damn! Hiroto had found them. This situation would seem like a happy moment, but it was much the opposite. Hisoka was not fit to be a father. There was no way in hell he could ever hope of giving the child the life Mayu had wanted him to have. Hisoka frowned, ignoring the entrance of "Kush", as well as ingoring the speech of the new arrival and Ichijouji. Disregarding his pain, Hisoka sat up deciding it would be best to give Hiroto all the news at once. It may not have been the best decision, but Hisoka found it better than only giving him pieces at a time. "H-Hiroto... Is there anyone you know of that can take care of you? I cannot give you the life your mother wanted you to have.. And... Mayu died, Hiroto.." Hisoka said bluntly, feeling the same feeling of sadness well up within him as before. "No.." He thought, pushing the emotion from his mind. He had just told his son he was practically abandoning him.. He'd no time to be sad.

(OOC: Still short. >_>)

He looked at Hisoka and looked up at the wall. The room was filled with tension, Kush didn't want to bring any weirdness to the situation. Even still, there was something weird about the whole coming to Las Noches in the first place anyway. Kush wanted to get to "know" the place better. "Know" as in "eat" or "destroy" or "desimate".... "disenigrate". All these words is what basically sumed up Kush's feelings for Las Noches. He even had the feeling that running into the primera might not be such a bad idea after all. Yup... bored. Kush was about to cut the tension with some comment about Ichijouji, until footsteps were heard behind him... It was a little boy with a Zanpaktou on his side. Who was he? It seemed like this soon-to-be mission was over. But, who knew, there were always things to do in here. Still...

"Hey, Dad."

"H-Hiroto... Is there anyone you know of that can take care of you? I cannot give you the life your mother wanted you to have.. And... Mayu died, Hiroto.."

Kush was tooken back abit. The boy just kind of appeared into the room, clearing all previous deeds with this place apparantly. Or, thats how Kush precieved it. He re-adjusted his hat, and thinking about questioning about "Mayu". But, something told him not to, and he sighed alittle. "...So what will you do now Hisoka?" It seemed like he wasn't going to do to much. But all in all, Kush wasn't the best conversation started, and needed to say something. His hand fell freely back down on his side, hoping Ichijiouji would say something to break this weird tension upon himself. "It feels surreal in this room right now. Somthing doesn't quite feel right... Better make sure your back has its eye's open. The second time his inner hollow tried to help him. This was rising tension like a rubberband in a taffy puller... "Well, there's always something sinister in the unknown right?" "I didn't say be a smartass, I said watch your back. Im in here to you faggot." Kush laughed alittle on the inside. The hollow was a poor sport. Above all, Kush wanted to fight Ichijouji. The highlight of him coming here, but he knew he was going to have a different highlight up on the boards pretty soon. He even thought of using his mask for the first time. Or when it needed to be used.



((OOC: Its pretty short, compared to yalls >_>))

Rose was dismayed to see the state her labs were in. As she walked down the lonely corridors she noticed how much of it was destroyed due to all the fighting that must have taken place here. Most of the lab lay in ruin, most of the facility had collapsed on itself, a miracle the whole structure hadn't been taken down. Well, actually not a miracle seeing as Rose had built the place. She was looking for the medical bay, seeing as her fight with Imperecedor the Sexta had gone flawless until the very end when he managed to slash her in the back with a wind blade, from the top of her right shoulder to her left hip diagonally across her back and it bled freely, staining not only the top of her custom white uniform, but partly her white short skirt as well. How undeniably aggravating. Not to mention she would be moving her labs to the White Sand Desert, seeing as this facility was all but destroyed anyways. She made her way to the medical bays, and finally got there after having to deal with countless detours due to collapsed corridors.

She watched the door, barely on its hinges and tapped it, watching it slowly fall to the ground. Timber. She thought to herself as she made her way past the front desk and up into the back rooms where all the medical stuff was. She noticed that the incubator section was in fact caved in, meaning she would have to move to her newer lab in order for her to do any repairs to Imperecedor. She had messed him up. Badly. Yet she felt no remorse, he had provoked the situation and gotten what he deserved. Rose made her way to the medical rooms, and found the vizard and the shinigami kid already there lounging about having a nice little chit chat about what she did not know. She recognized Ichijouji, he was one of Naraka's friends, or guess. Whatever. She hadn't met him until now, nor had she really cared to meet him for that matter. "Oh? More guests?" She said striding in confidently, despite the gash and the blood running down her back. She snapped her fingers waiting for something.

She noticed Hiroto had a weird grin on his face, and looked at him bemused, though when she scanned the room she did a double take on Hisoka. Then she looked at Hiroto with an eyebrow raised. Yep. There it was, a striking resemblance to each other meaning that this vizard was most likely Hiroto's father. "You must be the boy's father come to get him, whatever in the world happened to you?" She said addressing Hisoka, though in all honestly she didn't care. She snapped her fingers again more impatiently this time. Waiting for the expected response she noted that if the shinigami boy had vizard lineage she could possibly explore that for experimentation. Rose was annoyed now. She looked towards a seemingly blank wall and fired a bala at it. The hole it created revealed a spider like robot, that squawked to life and then scurried over to Rose. It climbed on her back as she took a seat on a chair without a back. "So, what are all of you doing here in my labs, besides watching the boy's father?"

As she said this the spider like thing on her back had scanned and assed the level of the wound and reached around to her front unzipping her top(exactly what im wearing in the avi) and removing it. It then began to clean up all the blood on her back, before sterilizing the wound with anti-septic, then instead of dressing the wound, the robot slid three of its eight legs into the wound, not deeply, but making Rose wince, as they began to repair the wound with reiatsu. After five minutes the wound on her back was completely gone, and she got up the spider droid scurrying back into the whole in the wall. Rose looked disdainfully at her blooded top, and would not put it on now that her skin was clean. She walked over to another wall and tapped it 5 times in different spots, each spot glowing a different color and giving off a different sound. Three notes that increased in measure then two quick notes that dropped two measures. A section of wall folded away and a pole with different outfits hanging from them came out. All of them white, maroon or purple.

Rose hesitated then selected a white dress from the rack and another droid this one looking more humanoid came and immediately tore off the rest of her bloody clothes. Working quickly it slid the dress over her head, and placed her in high heels. It placed two shiny buds in each ear and combed and did her hair(looks like avi hair now) again as it had gotten a bit out of place. All within 2 minutes. Now dressed nicely one more, she looked back at her guests unashamed that they had seen her without clothing, she was far too preoccupied to be concerned by such a trivial matter.

Happy day, happy day.... The cavalry had arrived and, the whole reason for Hisoka's being here, arrived within the room only mere seconds after Kush had as if it were nothing. If it was truly this easy for them to have found each other, why the hell did Hisoka get himself so beaten up? Of course, Hisoka killed the mood and probably was happy to engage with his son, but it seemed, this Mayu woman was dead and his mother. Maybe Hisoka didn't want the kid, couldn't take care of him, didn't have time, or whatever, but there has to be some compasion in that locked-up heart of his, for his son; leaving him to die out here would mean nothing. Hey, if Hisoka had wanted, this rogue vaizard could take care of him for a while anyways. His pillar, in which he resides, was enormous and more than enough for two people. Supplied food, drink, clothing, bedding, electricity, and other essentials, or luxuries, for living were provided in the Pillar. Even A.C. as installed for those impenetrable days of blistering heat. Sure, it was lonely out here, but visiting Karakura every once in a while could do well for him, right? The suggestion could arise later, but, for now, let us just rejoice, relax, and sit down for a bit.

Just as the Overseer was stretching his limbs and letting out a monstrous yawn for an upcoming nap or "just chilling", the door is tapped and falls off the derranged hinges with the enterance of the Primera. Bloody clothes provide enough information to say she'd been fighting with someone and came to her infirmory for a check-up. Eh, she didn't seem mad and greeted the grouping of men and children with a neutrel greeting; not a "hello", but rather a "Oh, you're here too?" kind of deal. Smart as ever though, reminding herself of the resemblance between Hiroto and Hisoka, she immediately conjured that they were son and father. Obviously an expected encounter and nothing would probably dismay them from further leave. a simple bala blast through the achey wall and a spider-like robot android appeared and sat upon Rose's spine to repair her wound. The vaizard rogue was sitting up at the enterance of the Primera, about to speak, when, oh my lord, the spider un-zipped the Primera's skimpy dress.

DAMN! That rack was one of the best Ichijouji had EVER seen; so perfect and plump and round. He always knew the Primera as a beauty, buyt holy shit, was this orgasmic. The "tips" were lucious and bright pink along with per-fectly fitting her body; no mistakes, instant arousement, breasts of a goddess. Nothing staryed his attention and, having trained himself not to make it completely obvious, a blatent stare kept itself steady at the bodacious breasts instead of drooling or wide-eyes. The robotic spider had finished its job though and then Rose non-challontly walked over to a back part of the room, tapped the wall several time, and a hidden closet opened. Dresses of three different arrays lay there as she finally decides to wear one and, thank jesus christ and god almight for this unknown happening, she changed right there. Nude for maybe 30-45 seconds, it didn;t even matter, because that brought up a pitched tent faster than the world's best blowjob. Fuck, it was so hot and a perfect body like that could get anyone. If Ichijouji could get a chick as fine as that, he';d settle down for life and do it all night long! Dressed and ready, she awaited the response of previous questioning. Coming to, from his fantastic fantasies, Ichijouji Takanashi revived broken silence into refined speech.

"First thing I gotta say, Primera-san, you have a nice rack. Sorry, but I have to say it... Everyone else is thinking it so I'll just put it out there so it's not awkward anymore. Ok, but we can have our erotic fantasies later. I'll explain what I know. I brought my old friend, Kush, here next to Hisoka, back to Las Noches for a little spar. Of course, the garganta machine Naraka-san had given me a while's back brought me to your lab instead of my Pillar by mistake... I found Hisoka-san lying on the floor, picked his ass up and brought him here. The kid jsut entered and so, HERE WE ARE! I planned on sending out Hisoka-san in a bit when his injuries had healed a bit more. The kid can go wherever and Kush was going to stay at my place for a bit."

Reluctance no longer disturbed the vaizard as he got out of the bed and stretched himself out, for that little "show" had vitalized every part of his body; one part in particular hehe... Anyways, the Primera didn't seem to mad, but rather depressed about her lab's current condition. 'Tis true though, the lab was a complete wreck. From whatever went on here, some epic happenings kicked the shit out of the lab. Barely still functioning, any more mis-haps would cause it to completely and utterly collaps in on itself. Ichijouji never felt awkward in these situations and by looking over at Hisoka and Kush, neither did they... Ah ha... aha... aha... aha... Ok, not really; sarcasm there. Kush and Hisoka seemed under a lot of tension from whatever is going on which wasn't that much. Hisoka was probably worried about his son, but other than that, there's no reason to be up-tight and nervous. The Primera was a cool-headed person as long as you didn't intentionally try to piss her off; why some people did this not even the Primera herself would be able to find out. Up and ready, one last stretch of the spinal cord and a satisfying 'crack' led Ichijouji for a ready leave, or, whatever he planned on doing.

"H-Hiroto... Is there anyone you know of that can take care of you? I cannot give you the life your mother wanted you to have.. And... Mayu died, Hiroto.."

Hiroto was taken aback. He expected his father to be the one person in the room to be happy to see him. After but a few moments in the room and he was already being put off on somebody else. Looking down at his feet he had no idea what to say. Nothing in his thoughts would make it to the tip of his tongue. His mother was dead and his father doesn't want him, it looks like Sakugo was right all along. Hiroto wouldn't cry about this, at least not now when he was in the room with people. From the deep silence drew a noise off in the distance. It was a crashing sound probably the laboratory around the group of people falling apart.

"Oh? More guests? You must be the boy's father come to get him, whatever in the world happened to you? So, what are all of you doing here in my labs, besides watching the boy's father?"

Hiroto had ignored her for a bit and just thought to himself. 'You were right Sakugo, I'm not wanted by my parents. He came all this way, got himself hurt, got my mother killed just to tell me to find someone to take care of me. If he didn't plan to save me from this place there was no point of even coming,' he told the spirit who talked to him inside his head. Sakugo tried and almost succeeded putting in a sympathetic voice. "I told you, but you just didn't listen. If you had listened to me in the first place you would never of had to even hear the words come from your father's mouth. We should just stay here, if your own parent doesn't even care why would anybody else? At least this Primera person went out of her way to keep you, she's the only one who even seems to want you."

The Tanaka boy nodded what would seem to be himself. He would look up at the woman who had originally brought him to this place only to see she was naked. Rather embarassed Hiroto would look down at his feet again before speaking with a calm voice. "No, he did not come here to save me. I'm staying with you Primera, I'm going back to the room..." Without saying another word he would leave the room without looking back up again afraid to see the nude woman.

(OOC: As stated above. Short. Bite me. >_>)

"...So what will you do now Hisoka?" The foreign voice had spoken to Hisoka. He sighed, he actually had no clue what he planned to do. First thing was first, however. Get the hell outta this place, and back to Karakura. "I do not know, Vizard..." Hisoka said, unsure as to what to call this man.

Suddenly.. Oh joy. The door flew from its hinges. And in-stepped the elusive Primera Espada.

"Oh? More guests? You must be the boy's father come to get him, whatever in the world happened to you?"

And, so here she was. The Primera. The cause of this mess. Oh how Hisoka lusted to jump from his bed and slowly beat the life from her, but alas such was not the case, nor even applicable in Hisoka's current condition. His wounds prevented any major movement, and it was just his luck he was in the Primera's domain.. He would have to try and remain calm. "Yes, I am the boy's father, Rose..." Hisoka spoke the Primera's name, remembering it from both his encounter with Cocaine, as well as the "God Series" Arrancar, Apollo. And now.. How wonderful, the Primera blew a wall up as a robot of sorts came in and healed her apparent wounds. The robot removed Rose's top, allowing full view of her breasts to everyone. "Perhaps it wasn't pure randomness that your clone was naked..." Hisoka mumbled moreso to himself than to the Primera.

All healed up, the Espada removed the remainder of her clothing and walked to a wall, which was revealed to be a clothes.. Room? Of sorts. Hisoka watched her as she moved about nude, muttering something to the effect of; "Nope. Definately not randomness." All the while his thoughts roamed to previous events, the one of Cocaine rating Rosalina in particular. "Water Dude was right. She is a nine..." Hisoka had thought to himself as he reminised. As she dressed, hiding her spectacular body from view, Hisoka soon lost interest in her and returned to what actually mattered in the room.

"First thing I gotta say, Primera-san, you have a nice rack. Sorry, but I have to say it... Everyone else is thinking it so I'll just put it out there so it's not awkward anymore. Ok, but we can have our erotic fantasies later. I'll explain what I know. I brought my old friend, Kush, here next to Hisoka, back to Las Noches for a little spar. Of course, the garganta machine Naraka-san had given me a while's back brought me to your lab instead of my Pillar by mistake... I found Hisoka-san lying on the floor, picked his ass up and brought him here. The kid jsut entered and so, HERE WE ARE! I planned on sending out Hisoka-san in a bit when his injuries had healed a bit more. The kid can go wherever and Kush was going to stay at my place for a bit."

Hisoka sighed.. Ichijouji sure was a talkative bastard. Annoying, it was. But, eh. He was Hisoka's apparent way out of here.. Perhaps he would not be completely useless.

"No, he did not come here to save me. I'm staying with you Primera, I'm going back to the room..."


Oh, wow.. Hisoka had forced his son to decide to stay with his capturer.. He should have felt like shit, but he actually felt relieved. The Primera had not killed Hiroto yet, so it was safe to assume she wouldn't do so at all. And, Las Noches wasn't the easiest place to invade, not to mention the added trouble of finding Rose's lab.. Hiroto would be safe here, which was more to say compared to him going with Hisoka. Hisoka forced himself to stand, ripping the IV Ichijouji had placed in him earilier out, and used what little bit of reiatsu he had to lift Kenji Kouen through the air, and into his hands. He reattached the sheath and blade to its rightful place across his back and spoke through a strained voice; "I'm ready to get out of here.." And Hisoka hoped those would be the last words he spoke within Las Noches for a long while.

Kush was standing around, watching as everyone had there moments with everything and everyone. It was a very boring room, with alot of unseen tension that was due to the fact that nothing was going on, and then out came a beutifull women. Out of nowhere. Where do these things come from? Even though its not a bad thing that a girl with a fantastic body showed up, everything was just happening out of pure Randomness. Then get this... She sits down, and takes her top off. Really. This is getting pretty wild. Something was very great about these type of Espada breasts, they were the kind of breasts that you just wanted to fondle. Kush held all his emotions towards this women inside, leaving him in a very weird position. He felt like he should say something, but either way, they're were wounded guys without/with there sons, breasts, a very dangerous set of breasts at that, and Kush. The guy in the middle of everything. Sasuka Uchiha was just now getting out of the bed, looking like he was about to leave.

"So, what are all of you doing here in my labs, besides watching the boy's father?"

"First thing I gotta say, Primera-san, you have a nice rack. Sorry, but I have to say it... Everyone else is thinking it so I'll just put it out there so it's not awkward anymore. Ok, but we can have our erotic fantasies later. I'll explain what I know. I brought my old friend, Kush, here next to Hisoka, back to Las Noches for a little spar. Of course, the garganta machine Naraka-san had given me a while's back brought me to your lab instead of my Pillar by mistake... I found Hisoka-san lying on the floor, picked his ass up and brought him here. The kid jsut entered and so, HERE WE ARE! I planned on sending out Hisoka-san in a bit when his injuries had healed a bit more. The kid can go wherever and Kush was going to stay at my place for a bit."

So now that everything was settled and that everyone was introduced, there was only one thing to do. Try to play it cool, and get past the Primera. Something about this women wasn't right, she was either playing it to cool or just trying to make it seem like it was "Oh so your in my home huh? Well, im right here... what will you do now?" Kush didn't know how to take the sudden apperance of the first Espada. "...I think everything has already been said, Miss Primera. I think its about time for me to leave. It was nice meeting you Rose, goodbye guy in the bed, and I'll see you outside Ichi." Kush felt like he needed to go, wanting to just look at this womens breast alittle longer, and or just wanting to sit around and listen. I think everyone just wants to be somewhere at the moment. Hisoka wants to go, Rose wants to... do whatever primera's do, and Kush wants to blow up... fight Ichijouji. Even though he wanted to stop and talk to the half naked girl alittle, see if he could make some friends on the inside, it would be best if he left. Kush sighed alittle bit and walked out of the room. Walking down the hallway, he thought that if the kid just showed up, whoever was keeping him hostiage most have just let him go. But why? Rose showing up was no real suprise, someone was going to show up sooner or later, but the primera was someone least expected. Everything seemed like a well oiled clock for some reason.... who knows who would show up next.

Kush ended up at a big whole in the wall, Las Noches desert in front of him. He jumped out of the side of the building and landed hard on the sand. Kush then leaned on the side of the building. The worst part of this whole little situation, was that Hisoka's son wanted to stay with the primera. You would think that Hisoka would care alittle, but maybe he didn't. Kush thought that something was wrong with that... Hisoka shouldn't like the Espada because... well they just beat his ass. Either way, Kush tipped his hat up and looked up in the direction of what seemed to be the Skies of Las Noches. Huh, Kush was out in the middle of nowhere. Las Noches was a strange place, even though that it seemed like nothing was going on. He wondered where the Vaizard stand on the topic of Soul Society vs Espada. This display of... pure randomness showed that the Espada had some heart in there. But who knows, he knows nothing of Hisoka or Rose, seeing as Rose is the only Espada he's met. Funny, the first Espada he met was the first Espada herself. That was some sort of paradox. And, he seen her boobs the first time she met. Haha. Theres alot of firsts going around, next he hopes to meet Orhimie and get laid on the first try on the first of may. Kush laughed alittle in his mind, and continued to daydream unill Ichijouji came out and took him to there sparring place. Ah... today was turning out to be ok after all.

Looks proved that everything was just about over and no one really gave a damn. Whatever went on didn't matter and it was time to get business done; to fight Kush and send Hisoka's sorry ass back home. Morbid yawns accompanied Ichijouji as he awaited someone to do something... Well, Hisoka stood up and Kush relatively jumped out the window so it was cool now. Ichijouji grabbed his zanpaktou and put it diagnally across his back, then motioned towards Hisoka.

"I'm your ride home, mate; follow me. Oh dan... goodbye Primera-san, good day."

Deceased speech and ackowledging Hisoka meant it was time to go. Hisoka was still pretty banged up, but whatever; wasn't Ichijouji's problem. No sooner did he say his goodbye's than did he disappear from the lab and re-appear next to Kush outside; Hisoka was probably smart enough to follow. He patted Kush on the shoulder and gave a nod.

"We'll go to my Pillar; just follow me."

Making sure Kush got the message, Ichijouji started running towards the direction in which his pillar was in.

>>>>>>>Exit

(Sorry for crap post, it's too early.)

(n00b post as Hisoka would say)

Well, this had been most interesting but it was time to move to her new base of operations, she had things to attend to. "Well, if you'll excuse me I must be going now, if your planning on leaving I suggest you do it soon." She pulled out a small device and pressed a button. A gargantua opened up leading to the real world. Then she pressed another button, this activated the lab's self destruct sequence, the klaxon horns blaring and the automated voice repeating the same self-destruct message. Fair enough, time to go. She went to go collect Hiroto and and sent some of her minion to go collect the broken Imperecedor. Then she made a quick exit not caring to see what Hisoka did.

>>exit to Rose's R&D Facility.

(OOC: I am done with this zOMG Vizard in LN!? Stuff.. So, just assume Hisoka followed Ichijouji to his pillar, and left through a Garganta.)

Alright topic closed/locked.