#murcialago

Ulquiorra was about to place the garbage disposal he had been fixated with lately over the head of a small Hollow, when he heard the voice of his Zanpakuto, he pulled the garbage disposal away from the Hollow's head and watched it flee off into the distance before turning to look toward Murciélago. Staring her down with his usual cold stare, for a moment " Here is where I have learned that Human's will ask: Did you have fun?" He stood then, holding the disposal with his hands and continued to stare at her. There was this feeling, faint, of course, that had come over him when he had first heard her. He believed he might, on some level, have missed her. To him, Murciélago was the closest thing to family or friend. Ulquiorra imagined that this was why he was suddenly struck with such a feeling. Without expression he moved closer to the Zanpakuto "-I have been doing more research on the Human's, they seem very fond of these." He shook the garbage disposal, he found the strange device to be absolutely fascinating.