Reproach [Theo]

“I am eager to work alongside you, Inigo. I am not sure if you are aware of the former Shinigami who once took command over all of Hueco Mundo, but I am not one to ask others to follow for my own gain. I hold no reigns over anyone. You are free to go and do as you please, whenever you wish. However, when the time comes for war, I do expect you to be there and lead with me. There is no greater feeling for those who are lower than us in our chain than to feel the presence of a Vasto Lorde commanding to press the attack. That is what I would have you do, if you would like. There is much more that will entail but...this place,” He paused to point over to Las Noches. “you may call it home any time you wish, and as such, I would like to show you around and maybe have a drink.” There was a quick suppression of his energy as Theocelese's released form returned into his shield, strapped to his arm. His side arm was gone, as was all of his armor.

Now returned to his nice clothing, Theocelese holstered the shield over his back, straightened out the collar of his shirt and led Inigo back to Las Noches. “As for Seran, he is a man who can create many and much. I can forge you a shield, sword and armor, but that is his area of expertise. He has already made me a few wonderful devices, and spoke of having several more ready for me in due time. I have but a couple prototype shields that have their own strengths and weaknesses.” As he spoke to Inigo, they were in and out the diner. He figured the Vasto Lorde would not have much care for such a place, and instead took him to the cleared out and empty bar. It bore minimal amounts of furniture, tables, chairs and the like. Behind the four and a half foot counter though, rows of bottles, varying in different alcohols and spirits could be seen. He pointed out this is where most of the Arrancar here came to relax and take time to themselves. He also explained this is where most camaraderie was built, over glasses of the intoxicating liquids, but this was just a quick stop and that Inigo could drink whatever he wished at his leisure.

The last, and final stop for the important places Theocelese wished to take Inigo to was the laboratory. Granted, this was more so Seran's stomping grounds, the area was inherited to him upon the ruthless murder of Szayel Aporro Grantz. After placing his hand on a square piece of glass and metal jutting out from the wall, the thick doors slid upwards into the wall, revealing the experimental and creation area once owned by the former 8th Espada. It was as big as a mansion, perhaps even twice that.

“I would not touch much of anything Seran is a meticulous man who likes to keep things in order. Right there though, is where I mostly dabble in work here.” He pointed out to an area hooked up to the wall, a large forge, anvil and everything that went with it. There were four shields lined up, two like his and two which were much taller and curved more inward. Upon turning them around, Inigo would find that one of each bore straps much like Theocelese's own shield, and the other two had only a single bar to grip. “Strap shields and what I call punch shields. Pick them up, try them out and see which and how you like them, my friend.”