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Post by LILLITH IJDELHEID on Jul 30, 2015 21:18:50 GMT
It was still a long ways off to the citadel. She had to walk in a certain direction. The enourmous palace would doom up before her at one point. Though, that was only what she was told by Cybele Prisca had told her. Better yet, told the soul she had consumed. The soul that she didn't manage to stomach properly. She grinned slightly. Hakrth was comparable to a rotten piece of food. Food poisening. Yes, a severe case of such. Though, simply throwing up wouldn't help in this case. The pair's souls had already intwined too much for any kind of thing to happen.
She felt a roar pull through her head, closing her left eye and smirking slyly. As if a child scolded, yet, finding value in the act and not minding the scolding. She kept walking, glancing over her shoulder. She was being followed as she trudged through the white sands. It was not only one person. It were roughly twenty. Signatures of moderatly powered hollows. The arrancar merely sighed, stopping in her tracks. Sand rustling as she turned around, a lamenting sigh crossing her lips. Whether it was one. Whether it were five. Even if it were twenty, these bottomfeeders couldn't stand to her. She pitied these creatures, mindless, driven by hunger. Blind to the power that stood before them. But, these adjuchas didn't seem like quitting. From underneath the sands, roughly twenty adjuchas shot up and threw themselves at the feminine arrancar mindlessly.
And within an instant, Lillith was burried under the torrent of hollows.
The night sky had a full moon tonight. Though saying "tonight" wasn't the best way to put it since the land was always night. The land was bathed in eternal lunar light, with only a day or two every month being nigh complete darkness when the moon wasn't out. Since there was a lot of light tonight, Gabriele could wonder around freely without worrying about bumping into holes in the sand. Though it was a bit chilly since she was currently without any clothing baring a tan tattered cloak.
She wasn't tired from walking mile after mile in the endless desert. But her stomach began growling. How many days had it been since she last ate? Quite awhile, however, what caught her attention was a series of Hollow around the area. There were over a dozen hidden somewhere in the distance beneath the sands. Despite their tries with hiding their Reiatsu, detection was a specialty of hers. What she spotted was an Arrancar who appeared to be staring off into space for whatever reason. Gabriele smiled curiously and rose a brow as she leaned forwards. Her foxtail began swaying from side to side in her slight joy.
Though what came next was sudden. A group of Adjuchas dogpiled onto the Arrancar! How rude of those hungry pups! Children, children that needed spankings! That and this could end up as a good meal. The ground beneath Gabriele turned into a white-blue tinted crystle that expanded quickly towards the group of Hollow. The sand beneath, turned to crystal as it consumed a wide area and would come underneath the Hollows and consume them all. They would quickly be completely turned into nothing more than crystal statues.
Post by LILLITH IJDELHEID on Aug 19, 2015 17:47:38 GMT
She was knocked down in the torrent of flesh, they actually managed to wound her, biting down on her arms. Some blood drawing due to ravenous and relentless attacks that were thrown at her. Her eyes went glazy, turned to a dark deep crimson. Followed by a loud, high-pitched cry filled with hatred and bloodthirst beyond recognition. The hollows slowly formed into crystals, some trapped by having their bodyparts already crystalized. Another dreadful shreek resounded from within the pile of hollows, followed by the amassing of tremendous amounts of energy. And just like that, all of a sudden, crimson energy surged upwards into the sky, completely shattering the crystal, turning every adjuchas that had attacked her into dust or a red, thick and gorey mist. Her arms were clawed open, small parts eaten away, but they were soon healed by the high speed regeneration Lillith possessed. For a brief moment, blood rained down on the arrancar, who stood amidst the dust and gore. Covered in various colors of blood. But one of them was her own. Her large chest rising and falling as she panted. Her face twisted in a sick grin. The crimson eyes standing wide due to the rush of battle.
Her panting resounded gently over the white sands. Yet, the sound of her panting slowly dissappeared again as she seemed to calm down, her eyes changing from the deep crimson back to the soothing purple, at the same time, the grin and enthusiastic, bloodthirsty expression on her face made way for a more neutral one. Lillith out her index and middlefinger against her forehead, the sudden change had caused her a headache. Damn Hakrth. She thought to herself. Just taking over like that. It was quite painful to be ripped from all control over her own body. She had to find a solution to this.
She looked up again, wiping a streak of blood away from her face with the back of her hand while she gazed at the arrancar. She seemed rather casual and approached the stranger. "Greetings." She said with a gentle and disarming smile. Though, she was on guard. If the arrancar would make any hostile move, she was ready to lunge forward.
{Techniqes} Name: Purga (Purge) Class: Hollow Technique Tier: V Type: Offensive Range: A radius of 20 meters around Lillith Description: Fueled by Hakrth's rage, Lillith manifests her reiatsu into deadly energy that surges upwards, slicing everyone in range to bits and knocking them into the air. This also negates any energy based attacks that enter the maelstrom of energy up to tier V. This takes an entire post. Two posts cooldown. The energy travels at cero speed.
The grotesque display flowered with dark purple and crimson like fireworks. Life's precious elixir plastered over a lone Arrancar and all across once pure white sand. Yet, that sand began absorbing that very blood as if it thirsted. These lands were strange because the land were no life flourished apparently hungered. Though the curious Gabby did not look at the sands for long. She bounced in place and clapped her hands while laughing joyously at the wondrous display. Truly, that Arrancar with the pink ears and tail of a fox was an Arrancar in nature, through and through.
Gabriele's tail swayed left and right as she leapt into the air towards her newfound company. The robe concealing various parts fluttered about for only a brief moment until she landed on her left knee. She then stood and tilted her head with a friendly smile. "An art show, an art show! We should put on an art show. We would win, we would win!" Gabriele bent down and grabbed two pieces of non-crystalized hunks of meat the size of a small steak. She extended her left hand to offer her company a piece while she bit into the one in her right hand.
A gesture of kindness. She quickly swallowed and spoke up. "Gabriele, Gabriele is the name but feel free to call me Gabby!" Gabriele glanced over her new companions body and watched as the remainder of the wounds healed. "A rarity, a rarity. Most Arrancar sacrifice Regeneration for greater power. Your interesting, most definitely interesting. You must want to survive, because surviving means more than having power. Right, right!?" She said with enthusiasm.
Post by LILLITH IJDELHEID on Aug 19, 2015 22:21:55 GMT
She arched an eyebrow at the arrancar as she jumped around in pure joy. Clapping her hands in a manner most excited. She saw the arrancar leap through the air, landing infront of herself. "An art show?" She asked. Unsure what she had performed was to be considered as art, rather than the brutal slaying of mindless creatures that desperatly sought to evolve to still they everlasting hunger. "Who else would participate?" She didn't want to infringe the other arrancar's excitement, but a lack of other participants, let alone the lack of a crowd would also be detrimental for this so called show. She accepted the offered piece of meat. A fresh kill no one but herself had performed, yet, she knew what this meant. A symbol, indicating at least friendly intent. "Lillith." She replied, trading names was such another gesture of friendly, or at least, non-hostile intent. Her sharp teet sunk into the piece of flesh she had recieved as the other, what looked like, cheerful arrancar raving about how interesting she was.
She swallowed down the meat, not even bothering to wipe away the blood from her mouth, she was already covered in it, body, face and hair. The latter might've been the most irritating to clean because of a lack of water in the white desert. "Ofcourse I want to survive." She replied with a slow sigh. "Others do too. But they believe strength helps them. Rather than this regeneration." She said, propping her arm up under her chin. "It seems very shortsighted to me.."
Adjuchas grouped together in packs with one leading the rest. For Hollow, status was about power and little more. The Adjuchas that attacked this stranger attacked at once but quickly fell because of Gabriele's unneeded intervention. However powerful they were, Lilith's power dwarfed their own. Gabriele continued devouring Hollow flesh that was mild in flavor. She placed her hands behind her head and interlocked her fingers. "Adjuchas don't taste good anymore, that they don't!" The reasoning was simple. Many Hollow and Arrancar alike desired stronger souls the more powerful they themselves became. Gabriele didn't mind to much.
She turned her head and looked around the area to admire the bloodbath. Though her instinct still warned her that Lilith could potentially be dangerous. It was natural for any beast to be weary of another. Even though an Arrancar regained reasoning and sanity, they were still very much beasts that overcame a hunger no Hollow could. She moved over to another slab of meat and picked it up to eat. She swallowed it whole. "You're right, there's nobody else around that would admire such art! Ah, oh well!" She laughed. "We should go and find a feast! I'm hungry. There's too much tiny pieces we'd never be able to gather them all up and make a good meal!"
Post by LILLITH IJDELHEID on Aug 20, 2015 15:28:43 GMT
She finished the slab of meat she had recieved and had already eaten recently, thus, her hunger was stilled for the time being. Taste wasn't really a point at wich they could criticise. Hollow flesh was the only edible thing here in the endless wastes of Hueco Mundo. So, one could complain all they want about the taste, unless they'd risk going to the plains of the living, breakfeast, lunch and dinner would always be the same. Hollow flesh. Not much change to be had. She witnessed how the arrancar picked up another stray piece of gore, swallowing it whole, before agreeing upon her statement. There wouldn't be anyone to 'admire such art'. Wich to Lillith was nothing more than blatant personal self defence.
Her thoughts interrupted by a gentle laugh, she looked up at Gabriele, or Gabby, arching another eyebrow. An invitation to a feast? To hunt together because this arrancar was hungry. She herself wasn't all that hungry, but, it was friendly contact. Infinitly friendlier than the band of hollows that had just jumped her and got reduced to dust and gore. "I.. Didn't hold back." She smirked gently in response to Gabby's sentiment. Due to the Purga ability she had just released, one of Hakrth's less subtle abilities, the attackers were turned to a crimson mist and rendered at least irritating to get a proper meal out off, as the other arrancar had already stated. "Sure. Lead the way."
Gabriele obtained a grand partner. The woman named Lilith didn't seem very enthused by Gabriele's strange actions but she was friendly enough. Neither woman wanted attacked the other because neither posed a current threat. Gabriele turned around and began marching forwards. Legs took long strides as if she were a soldier and she pumped her left forearm up in down with her a fist with each step. Her right remained at respective side with palm facing the ground.
"Then let us march forwards my new friend! Let us obtain a feast for many but there will be only two! We shall find a Gillian and set his body ablaze, mix in a few Adjuchas too!" Different Hollow tasted differently because of the mass amounts of souls within, however, most tasted similar. That problem could be fixed but how!? Gabriele tilted her head to the side and placed her left pointer finger against her cheek. She curiously smiled. "But how could we make it taste better? The sand doesn't make a good spice and I've tried some strange white trees before, but they make the bodies crunchy and I no like the taste either."
Gabriele was lost in thought and she pouted while closing her eyes. She growled just as her stomach did at the same time. With a blush, she turned around and leaned forwards, grabbing her stomach and laughing while walking backwards. "Oh my, my tummy is pretty hungry. I should find something to eat soon or else I fear I may eat off my own arm!"
Post by LILLITH IJDELHEID on Aug 21, 2015 19:33:38 GMT
She casually followed her fellow arrancar, smirking slightly at Gabriele's marching. A funny sight to behold. "Sounds good." She said with a smirk. An eyebrow furrowed. "You ate the sand?" She asked with a puzzled smile. "And the trees?" She frowned slowly. "Is there anything that you haven't tried to eat in this world?" She asked with a gentle chuckle, still following the hollow, before she stopped and turned around, and explained about eating her own arm. "Autophagia? Hm." She said, wrinkling her nose slightly in disgust. Authopagia, eating oneself, was a thing she saw once during her time as a Vasto Lorde still. It was quite an odd sight. Quite an unsettling one at that.
Although, she was fairly certain Hakrth would take over again. And she was fairly certain Hakrth would try and kill this arrancar. She sighed slowly as Gabriele rhymed her plans out. How would she communicate this? She didn't feel like fighting. Well, she never did. But, she didn't want this arrancar to fall prey to Hakrth. Or her being mortally wounded by said arrancar. Because she knew near zero about Gabriele's abilities. "Gabriele." She started, sighing slowly. "When my eyes turns red. Stay away from me, alright? I can't control it." She said with a faint smile. "Just stay away. I don't want either of us getting hurt."
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