#emptyespada

@emptyespada

From the meme:

The female spirit couldn't help but the give off a slight smirk at her master. She knew exactly how much he treasured rules. "One told me, rules are there to be broken. Apparently it rises as feeling of adrenaline." She spoke as she was quite curious of what was behind the door. Murciélago wasn't authorized to enter that specific room, since it wasn't of her concern what actually happened behind the scenes. She had always kept herself to the rules, yet this time she wanted to go beyond that point, simply to see if the sayings were true.

@emptyespada

From the meme:

The Zanpakuto spirit looked at her master in confusion at first. She then however, remembered she had made a mistake before and Ulquiorra mostly requested a reasonable explanation for her mistakes. Murciélago was rarely making mistakes, but they happened from time to time. Which was rather unfortunate. In this case, Murciélago had probably made him the wrong tea. Her eyes stared at her master, before she lowered her head, knowing this was becoming quite a hard task.

“Rain is a weather phenomenon that occurs in the World of the Living I have no interest in for its lack of importance and benefit to Aizen-sama’s plans.”

The Espada Zanpaktou rebellion.

After a long absence, Murciélago was able to return to her master. She had been under a strong influence of another Zanpaktou. She was sent back with a mission. To assassinate her master. However, Murciélago had accepted the job with doubts. She had always sworn to be his partner. His only ally to stop his loneliness. But Muramasa had shown her the light. The one thing that made her certain that this all was a good idea. At least that was what she kept telling herself. She had been enslaved by him for quite some time now...now it was time to turn the tables and end her master's life.

She entered the hallway towards the quatro Espada quarters. She had only one shot at this. So she had to make each step count. So why not going back to all the usual stuff they did before this brainwashing? She swallowed a little heavy as her eyes had that quite empty look in her eyes, nearly matching the one of her master.

Murciélago knocked on the door, a place where they usually spent their time together. However, she wasn't sure if he'd still be there after the long time she had been gone. "Master?" She asked as she moved in after opening the door quietly. Her movements seemed to be rather slow. As if she already had trouble talking towards him.

ulquiorra, immediately: not nnoitra