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♔—;; Hands deep in his pockets, the Espada approached the other Arrancar, eyeing him curiously with a slightly raised brow.

　　 “How strong are your Calaveras?” he asked,  sounding entirely too curious.

　　 While Grimmjow had seen Rudbornn and the rest of the Exequias around the palace, he had yet to truly see them in action and had been unable to assess their abilities for himself. The idea intrigued him and he wanted to know how it worked; was it simply a matter of overwhelming the enemy with their large numbers or did they possess any sort of special ability?

Truly he is blessed that the espada has granted a curiosity of his ability. But right now the secret strength of his calaveras were a secret, if given enough time he could create a town by himself. No, a city already. He could be the workforce of every thing in this fortress. 

 “... Alone they are only worth a fifth rank of the shinigami titles. But given enough time, they can overwhelm up to the 7th rank espada.” no need to hide the truth. 

The arrancar was at the moment, the only person she find to talk. She couldn’t find any other someone to speak normally. When she walked to the castle of Hueco Mundo, during on the way, they were hollows and adjuchas who tried to attack Yachiru. Of course she defeated them easily. She became stronger and she had her Zanpakuto with her. She didn’t want to fight the full masked who talked to her, because he didn’t even touch her. She just wanted to go home and be with Ken-chan. But there was probably no other choice, because the arrancar wasn’t really kind. ‘’Let’s fight. If I win, you should tell me how to go back to the Soul Society.’’ 

Fight? With him? Preposterous. there is no reward for denying her request, but also for doing it. He wants this shinigami to die now. But to exert effort when the task itself is not worth it? He wouldn’t do it. 

 “No. You would rot in Hueco Mundo till you die. No arrancar will do such a thing like help you.”

She appeared suddenly in Hueco Mundo, after that Kenpachi unreleased his bankai. The reason about how she went there is still unknown. However, she don’t know how to go back to the Soul Society, because there is no Garganta. There she was, in the desert from Hueco Mundo. She was strayed. She looked for someone who knew how to go back to the Soul Society. Poor child, she really miss everyone there and she really miss playing, Suddenly, an Arrancar appeared and talked to her. She was just happy that she found someone to talk, even though she couldn’t trust anyone easily in Hueco Mundo. ‘’I am strayed and I appeared here suddenly, I want to go home. How can you go back to the Soul Society?’’

This child... she is familiar in the way that a passing memory would pass at him. Nagging at his head for purpose to come. What is it about this child that would stir up unpleasant memories. No matter there was little else to say about the matter. Because Chelute cannot open a garganta at all. 

 He is simply not powerful enough-

Ok that is a joke. 

He already is powerful. Just not in the conventional way that is needed to be a effective single guard.  

@infinitotree

“I hope you’re not comin’ up here expectin’ some type of special treatment. You’re catchin’ me in a good mood, but know it’s not gonna get’cha anywhere Rudbornn.”

And when has the sexta ever been known as generous. He is perhaps the most ruffian of them all, though as a hollow that doesn’t say much when it is a requirement in order to survive. 

 “Aizen-sama has announced a meeting in a matter of three hours.    Your presence is recommended.”

Shinigami, the bane of all hollows and a lot of other people. Sword almost unsheathed at the sight of one so small. But her  robes, despite her young looking age. He won’t hesitate to kill her  should she act out. 

Halibel orders ignored. As often as he could get away form. 

 “What is your purpose here, shinigami. Hueco Mundo does not want you here.”

As a rule, lower ranking arrancar such as him don’t interact on a daily basis with the espada. It would only disturb them [Starkk is an exception as he actively seeks out companionship] but thats not the point. Right now if his face could be seen, surprise would be written all over it. 

After all the espada clearly want to be left alone, lower ranked arrancars are just bugs to them. 

 “Grimmjow-sama! To...what do I owe the honors of this visit?”

“I’m not here to cause problems. However, if you’re looking for some kind of fight, i won’t hesitate to oblige.” She was really here because she needed to speak to Aizen. She wasn’t about to let him get away with his betrayal so easily. She had a few choice words for him. Though she wasn’t about to tell that to him. Not yet at least.

However, she wasn’t expecting to run into any enemies so soon. She wasn’t about to let her guard down around this guy. Even if it did falture for a brief moment.

Like a sand worm, they appear. His little soldiers, hundreds of them bursting out of the sand in one quick movement. It seemed that he was producing them a short while ago, but each one had a sword ready to be used. Though of low quality, each one had enough strength to fight against a fifth seat shinigami. 

One hand grasps the hilt of  his katana, still sheath as he makes no sudden moves at the arrival of a new shinigami. It has been quiet a few years and yet, the impulse to kill them remains intact as always. 

“Whoa, easy there pal.” Despite his languid demeanor, he’s quick to snatch the milk. With all that twitching, he’s likely to spill it on the pillows.

“You feeling okay? You seem kinda.. shaky.”

What do you expect. 

He’s near his idol. Its a win wins situation. And who wouldn’t like some milk scented pillows up here. 

“You know, you don’t have to wait around on me Chelute. I appreciate the offer, and I’ll take the milk if you’ve got it handy, but you don’t gotta act like a servant.”

 Like a shot to the heart, he nearly swoons but holds it in. Lucky that he’s mask covers all features.