I am really bored. [ ESPADA DUDES! POST! ]

The old arrancar stood in the middle of the white sand desert, silence controlled the desert. Some may consider it as peace, but to Tormenta it was hell.. Of course, it would mean more time with his thoughts, but no person to talk to. The reason he even fought hard to become apart of the Espada was to tell jokes and talk to people, but the group slowly disappeared after time. Most are probably still there, but not seen very often. Silence controlled everything in Hueco Mundo, but many wonders crawled under the sand, many mysteries explored the skies above, yet not heard by anyone. Tormenta watched the sand being blown away slowly by the winds, it was unusual considering normally there were no winds in Hueco Mundo, but today, it seemed there was. Folding his arms on his chest, as he remembered the past which tormented him for days. Grasping in his right hand, he had a tequila bottle, he held it tightly, so tight that it was on the verge of breaking. The bottle seemed to opened and half finished, unfolding his arms he raised his arm to drink from the bottle again. Gulping down the toxins that would kill his liver until it was finished. Then he spoke " Seems as though I'm out of tequila, I wonder if this is my 4th or 40th." dropping the bottle suddenly on the soft sand.

Disappearing in a blur, he appeared a yard eastward from his current position, landing face down on the sand. Pushing himself up a bit and spoke again " Huh, I can't control my own ability on my 20th drink? Wait, is it 20th or.. No, that's not close. My 5th? Sixth?" he was puzzled at how much tequila bottles he has drank. It amused him, he normally got drunk and was aware of everything he did, but it was funny.. As long as people laughed, he was happy. Hueco Mundo today was cold, no people in sight. Tormenta looked around a bit and then disappeared again and appeared 2 yards southward from his position, but this time a serious face on him. Looking around again, he said to himself "[color=blue] It seems it's time to cut the act, with no peeps around, my funny jokes would be wasted. I'll save it for the next Espada meeting." dropping down on the ground once more. He sat indian style and looked through his thoughts for a little bit.