Bleach: The Rise of The Renverseur IC

[Valerium Therme]

Rarren sat diligently examining the door as the first Espada entered the room. It was an Espada that had Rarren had met long ago back when Rarren had watched the end of their old Primera at the hands on Takai. Amarda was the Espada who had initially requested other's help to perform a coup d'etat of the original Primera's position so that Takai could take charge. How long ago that seemed to be though the "trophy" Rarren had kept from that coup still hanged meticulously in Rarren's new quarters. Oh how enjoyable it was to tear that Primera's head off after he had dared to order Rarren to return to Las Noches during his battle with the Shinigami. As she spoke Rarren felt a wide smirk etch along his face and he when he answered her back a joyful tone could be heard in his voice as he remembered the looks on the last two Primera's faces as he had decapitated their heads as trophy's.

"Yes Amarda I must say it feels so much better to be the Primera. At least now fools like Takai and the Primera before him won't be able to end our 'fun' as they always did."

As he finished the next Espada had entered, this time it was the 5th Espada Takai Densensu. He was of course one of Rarren's favourite Espada his absolute insanity and volatile personality made him fitting for the spot of Rarren's partner whenever Rarren so decided to leave Las Noches. Though strangely enough this Espada shared the same first name as the Primera who'm had given way to Rarren and even more unusual is that their personality's even seemed somewhat similiar to each other. As the Espada sat down and glanced towards Rarren there was a moment where Rarren only examined his face, his seemingly expressionless face, before giving him a light nod. Then as Takai looked away the doors to the chamber swung open again this time it was the 2nd Espada who entered, Rarren watched as she gave him a short bow before heading to her seat. He felt himself holding back a chuckle when she bowed as he had already become quite aware of her attitude towards him. She was interesting to say the least, he knew just how much she envied the Primera's position and maybe that was one of the most major reasons he tolerate her antics. He enjoyed the idea of how painful it must be for her to admire this position so much but never truly have the ability to claim it. As she began to scrape her fingernails across the table Rarren examined her for only a second, not even wincing at the loud sound sound she was making, before her fingers reached the end of the table and the noise ceased.

As the screeching had come to a halt the doors swung open a fourth time and this time the newly christened 4th Espada entered, this Espada just like Amarda was one Rarren was quite familiar with. This Espada had also been there upon the original Primera's demise though he had shown much distaste for Rarren's actions towards the Primera's corpse. Rarren was probably much more familiar with Max then with Amarda because Max had been Rarren's partner for a short while before Rarren became the new Primera. Seemingly though Max's own ethics had proven to be much different from Rarren's, Rarren had nonetheless found him an interesting character to keep around. As Max spoke to Rarren, Rarren gave him a light nod as if silently informing him that he held no malicious intent for his attitude towards Rarren. As Max sat down the next Espada entered this time it was the 7th Espada Jacques Arlequin. He was an interesting yet dubious character when it came to his rank in the Espada, truly a joker in all aspects of the word Rarren had always felt a slight mistrust for this Espada though he thought the Espada to be quite entertaining when put on the battlefield. Rarren spoke again now as Jacques approached his seat.

"Jacques, my most unusual Espada, you always have a way of making such an entertaining entrance. I am so glad you decided to join us this fine day."

As Jacques took his seat Metus seemed to follow in behind him. Rarren examined this Espada closely and for only a second his sly smirk diminished before reiterating itself upon Rarren's face. Rarren had a stern distaste for this Espada's presence whenever he saw him within Las Noches walls. He had even contemplated ending this Espada's pathetic existence in the past out of pure loathing. Why did he loath this Espada so much one might wonder? Long ago when Rarren had first made his move upon the last Primera and became the new Primera this Espada was one of the few who dared to propose an alliance with the Shinigami to fight against the Renverseur. What a despicable thought, so disgusting this thought Rarren wondered why any Arrancar would dare allow it to cross their mind. Many of the Espada who had suggested such a thing had their lives ended in an untimely manner for such a heresy towards Rarren's position. Of course Rarren had allowed Metus to continue existing because unlike the other's Metus had seemed to quiet his radical ideas and take on a more silent approach to his rebellion. Rarren had so far yet to hear a peep from this Espada and thus found his existence tolerable at best, though the idea of a Shinigami-Espada alliance still stood fresh within Rarren's mind. As Metus spoke Rarren felt the sudden urge to lunge from his throne and smash the smug Espada's head through the table he sat at but he resisted and instead decided to respond. His voice held the irritation and annoyance he felt towards this Espada at bay as he continued to sit in his throne.

"It's simple my dear Espada. All I wish is to inform you of a recent development with our dear 'friends' in the Renvenseur kingdoms." Rarren made sure to emphasize the Renveseur kingdoms bit as if taunting Metus with those two simple words. "But before we move on to that business how about we have something to eat?"

As Rarren finished the doors to the chambers swung open one more this time though Maliruki entered with other Arrancar behind him, each carrying a platter as they began to place these platters down in front of each of the Espada. Removing the lids on each platter the contents were revealed to each Espada simultaneously, a slab of exquisite hollow meat courtesy of the Vampire Queen of the West. Rarren waved off the Arrancar now and all of them left with the exception of Maliruki who quietly approached Rarren's throne and kneeled down beside it. Maliruki effortlessly stared down at the floor in front of him, refusing to budge even an inch until Rarren gave him any such order as to stand. Rarren himself now extended his arm's as if gesturing for the Espada to eat the food provided for them, Rarren sat silently now watching he planned to inform them of recent develepments as soon as they finished with their food.

[Blandman]

Medrakan

Swift and steady footfalls echoed through the dull empty halls of Las Noches, their sharp tone reverberating off the blank, uninteresting, walls. Along with it came the light thud of a perfectly black cane tapping against the floor intermittently. An exquisite cape fluttered with no wind, and a neatly kept top hat sat upon the head of the latest Arrancar to take seat number eight amongst the notorious Espada. He was Medrakan Stife, and he seemed to be in no rush.

A wide, almost friendly, grin was stretched across his face, while his eyes gleamed with what seemed to be excitement. He would even go so far as to hum or whistle a light tune every now and then, earning him more than a few odd glances from those he passed. This did not look like a man who was late for an apparently urgent meeting. It would be one of the few meetings he had attended, and perhaps a chance to better know his fellows in crime. They certainly seemed like a dour lot in his mind. All these white, greys and blacks were so dull for the eyes.

He idly wondered how people did not go stir crazy here. But, then he remember that they were already crazy, and moved on from the thought. Which conveniently brought him to the grand entrance of the hall, where his peers undoubtedly awaited his arrival eagerly. He prepared himself for a grand entrance, but was flustered by the exit of a group of no-name Arrancar. His expression showed a momentary lapse of joy, before he quickly composed himself. With long, confident strides, he entered, taking off his hat, revealing his perfectly slicked back black hair, and giving a particularly low bow, holding the hat to his chest and extending his right arm outward. As he rose again, the new Espada began to speak, twisting his hat and placing it back atop his head as he did so.

"Medrakan Stife, the one and only eight Espada, at your service," he said in a notably smooth voice "I hope I did not keep you waiting too long, but I do enjoy being fashionably late."

He gave another bow to their Primera, just for good measure, and as an apology for being late, before hurrying off to the table. As he briskly walked by the seat of Espada number two, he saw a particularly disinterested looking woman. He passed by her chair slowly, before reappearing on the other side, a perfectly red rose in his hand, offering it to her with his gloved hand.

"A flower for the lady?" he asked rhetorically, with his most winning smile.

Medrakan did not wait for an answer, simply placing it delicately upon the table next to her meal, before moving on to his own place and taking a seat, taking off his hat as he did so and placing it aside. His expression lit up slightly as he saw the exquisite meal laid out in front of him. With a movement of his hand, he produced a napkin, before performing a similar motion with both hands, summoning a knife and fork from out under his sleeves. Without waiting to see what the others were doing, he took a taste of the meal, savouring the taste.

"Mmm, magnifique!" he stated, before helping himself to more.

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James

For a while, the captain stood in a stoic manner, merely observing those who filtered in. It was good to see that so many people had gathered, most of whom he had not talked with in quite some time. Things looked to be highly organised, and it quickly became obvious to him that this was a much larger operation than originally anticipated.

However, his few moments of peace were interrupted as he witnessed a stranger approach the newly dubbed Captain-Commander unannounced. This, for him, was insulting enough, but to then hear this...outsider, speak in such a manner to their right and honourable leader was something that he found to be absolutely unacceptable. With a low grumble, James was roused from his calm demeanour and slowly made his way toward this new arrival.

He stood in front of the Captain-Commander, and gave a slow short bow to the man, before fixing his gaze upon Ukita, then moving on to his fellow Captain, Primrose.

"Who is this whelp that thinks himself enough to speak to our Commander in such a way?" he asked plainly, in as stern a voice as he could conjure.

[1Gr1mm]

Max

"So it seems...I'm glad that you've been fine in these few months" He said before he listened to the explanation the Primera gave. Max looked around the other Espada before Primera spoke, and it all seemed they were all filled with blood-thirst, especially some...like Metus, he was a snake...Espada who could be trusted in Max's eyes only because of the honor he showed, but that was only him. He didn't know him...heck, he didn't know any Espada from here except Primera and Amarda...after all, they were all lower ranks before.

The new days were coming, and with them the new generation of Espada would come forth too. Max never even once thought of becoming the Primera...but if he would live it out and grab the place once...he knew changes would occur. But changes were happening with each passing day. Then as Primera finished talking and their 'meal' was delivered to them; another Espada came in. It was the 8th Espada and he acted rather...polite.

He bowed to the Primera and gave a rose...just Max couldn't put his hand to whom he exactly gave the rose, Amarda or Kuro? Who both sat one beside another. It didn't matter, but the detail caught his attention and made him smile slightly. His attention was then taken by the meat that was delivered to them all. He didn't even try to eat it, but looked at Amarda, as if to see if she is going to eat it. He didn't know what was this all about; and he wasn't in position to analyze it.

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Lily and Key

The two walked a little faster now, and soon were by the meeting hall door. Max asked them to wait for him in front of the meeting hall and that's exactly what they're going to do. Key leaned on the wall besides the door, and Lily took a seat on the fence of some sort across the door. They had to wait, and who knows, maybe someone familiar will pass by...even though it seemed highly unlikely due to the emptiness of the hallway.

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Mina

Mina grew bored...she gave out all the needed orders to people in her squad, especially those who were extremely loyal to their captain. She could now make her choice...get something to drink, go to sleep or go to the gate where she knew some commotion was going on. Well...it was too early to drink, she wasn't tired to sleep...so all that was she left with was to go to the gate.

She took her captain robe and as soon as she came out of the barrack, she came across few of her squad members who seemed to be done with their tasks. They didn't see tired and it seemed they were about to ask for new orders. "Hey you two! Yes you...come with me" She spoke before they got the chance to bug her with formal stuff. At least she would have someone from her squad now with her if nothing.

She was quickly by the gate and as she thought...there was really some crowd here. Some people recognized her and moved out of the way, but she could pass by them anyway...the place wasn't that full. She tried to find some Lieutenant or Captain to get a quick briefing on the situation. And luckily she found someone. A captain of 12th Division, it seemed by her robe. "Um...hey Cap, I haven't seen you around; I'm Mina, Captain of 7th Division...you are? Oh well...it's not that important, do you know what's going on around here?" She spoke quickly.

[Glitchybugger]

While the Espada ate and enjoyed the hollow meat, a young looking shinigami in white flash stepped into the room to appear next to Rarren's seat, right next to Maliruki. She was smiling quite happily to them all and gave a courteous bow. "Good morning, my dears. How are you all today?" Jessica seemed quite pleased with standing while everyone else was sitting down, she didn't even do what Maliruki was doing, which was kneeling down to wait for an order.

It may have seemed weird to anyone outside of Hueco Mundo, but she acted like a mother to the Espada and their Fraccions for some reason, she didn't really tell any of them what reasons she had for acting in such a way towards Arrancar.

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It seemed like things weren't going as they had been planned as there was a small commotion around the captain-commander now, Ayro definitely had to check this out. So she walked quietly over and watched how the argument played out.

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Rebecca listened closely and as soon as Claire had finished talking, she nodded. "So the Great Clash is a huge struggle for power over the entirety of the Renverseur just because the queen of the west wasn't satisfied with not being in control.. It's kind of sad that we can't just sort this out without a fight."

While sitting there and cooling off from the sparring, Rebecca sighed. "Should we get back to training soon? I do still have to improve after all."

[cookie munster]

Kuro smirked when 'thing' spoke to the 10 Espada. She could feel the tension bewteen them. 'Thing' didn't seem to appriecate the other. A stiffen chocking of a laugh was hiden into a smirk and a squeak. As the girlish squeak passed through her lips she shiffted in her seat.
As Rarr-.....'thing' said his last words Kuro was shocked when a dish was placed by her. It opened and Kuro tried not to make a scene out of the meat sitting in front of her. Her mouthed opened as gagged escaped. Placing her hand on her mouth, Kuro looked away trying to bare the site. The site was horrid to her. Kuro started to uncomfortbley shift a lot in her seat. She new exactly what it was and she was never fond of it. Eating hollows wasn't what she called "good". It was against her vouls to eat hollow's meat. She couldn't explain it but to her it was like eating others. Canabalism, that's what she called it. Eating hollows meat was just discusting and nerve-wracking.

Braking her mental breakdown on what was laying on the table before her, a man appeared beside her. He looked odd and not very interesting to her at all. He looked like a human....this meal was getting worse and worse by the second. As she was taking in the horrible site of him, a rose passed by her. Stopping the locked on stare she turned her head to see the flower on her....*gag*....meal. She hated roses and hollows meat. Roses were pretty and she didn't like pretty and hollows meat....was canabilism and for the reason she had named above.

Kuro couldn't take the horrid site infront of her any longer. She quickly arose from her seat with on hand over her mouth trying not to barf. Her eyes were wide and "discusting" was written all over her face. Today she was coming out with a lot of emotions. Kuro glanced at the other Espada in the seat and then 'thing' and quickly walked out of the room, shutting the door quietly but it was done quickly. She was just going to wait, wait for the hollow's meat to be eatin and she would walk back in there with the same entrance she had done before. This time less childish and more embarassed.

[hanabixwhitexwolf]

The room was cold, barren and pure white. It was the perfect place to practice mental discipline. It was there that Hanabi Kagenochi, 10th Division Captain trained diligently. The room made it so no object would cast a shadow. Despite it being white there was no "dark and light", a challenge for her to draw her powers from. Her eyes closed, she moved her arms outward, hands clasped together. There is always darkness... she thought. From her hands dripped a black ichor, the shadow within her palms. Soon the white room was surrounded by black.

"Just a bit....more.." a bead of sweat dripped from her chin, her hands flew apart and she dropped to the floor, panting. The room was splotched with what looked like black paint splatters. It was difficult, something of the mere impossible. She had formed shadow in a place where there was virtually no light or dark. And while she was honing her physical manifestations, these exercises allowed her to think critically as well. It had taken her years before she could even manage half of what she did today, and she was satisfied.

Hanabi rose from her place, gripping the walls of the room, head hung low. A sharp pain rose in her abdomen. She began to cough furiously, digging for her medicine pouch, only to be lost somewhere.

"Agh... curses.." She tapped the side of a wall as her "helper" answered.

"Ah, your medicine? It's right here, Miss Kagenochi." He handed her a small bag of powder and green tea. She sat against the wall and drank the mixture, sighing with each sip. I still don't have a 'second in command'...I wonder how everyone is doing with their subordinates.... Her eyes wandered to the ceiling as she smiled. I'm sure they're having much more fun than I am...

[PrimezTime]

Yomiko
Yomiko listened to her vice captain. Then grew disappointed, "Come on, I thought I taught you better acting then that." She smiled, "Alright let's go see what the fuss is all about at the gates." Then the two of them left. The entire walk there they made small talk and nothing really important came up. Then they arrived in time to see Ukita openly insult the new Captain Commander. Yomiko was about to do something but Yormistu shook his head.

Isamu
Isamu left his quarters to go investigate the activity. There were no orders to go to the human world gate, so it made Isamu curious on why everyone was gathering around. To him, the only purpose to is to follow orders to the letter. No personal gain should be introduced. Simple idea, but as Isamu arrived he saw that everyone was here. There was enough Spiritual Pressure to wipe out an entire city. He made his way through the crowd till he saw the new Captain Commander. He stopped and watched the rest of the time, not saying a word.

Yormsitu and Keada
Yormistu was about to give his announcement but was inturrpted by Ukita. He wasn't mad at him or anything. Then he saw the other captains trying to defend him. He put his hand up, "Thank you for the help everyone, but the boy is just surrounded by so many Shinigami. Plus, he's just been kicked out from his own world and forced into ours. As for what I'm doing you will soon know."

Yormistu cracked his neck and then increased his volume as he spoke. "Alright, I plan to have a meeting with everyone invovled with the Renvenseur attack. Also, for any captain or vice captain it is mandatory, even if your not going." The crowd looked around and started a loud uproar on the possible events. Yormistu lowered his voice, "Ukita, your going to be my advisor and guide to all this. I hope you don't have any problems with that, your free to do whatever you want."

[Buio DiAngelo]

Ukita

Ukita couldn't help but smile when he saw Willimina stick up for him but the moment was short-lived when another shinigami began mumbling something about him to primrose. He was about to chew off the 11th captain's head by telling him that he never swore any oath to the shinigami and wasn't bound by their laws or system of hierarchy when the very man he'd barked at earlier stood up in defense of him. This not only surprised him but also severely irked him

"this guy... he's totally treating me like I'm some little brat He though, glaring at the man severely, resisting the urge to challenge him to a duel.

If nothing else, this man's title as Captain-Commander guaranteed that he was a far ways stronger than any one else here. Ukita even remembered his master telling him how a shinigami Captain-Commander was rumored to have enough strength to destroy even a Renverseur Lord. As much as he disliked the man and his patronizing ways, Ukita wasn't about to pick a fight with someone of that power level.

When he heard he was going to be the man's advisor on what to do concerning the Renverseur ukita just looked to the side with a sour expression. "Well obviously I will. It's not like anyone here knows jack... he sighed and retrained himself, choosing to re-phrase his sentence. It's not like there's anybody else present who could supply you with the information you need."

Claire

the Valkyrie chuckled at her subordinate's comment then sighed lightly. " I agree, all this bloodshed, it is rather useless. I might be a warrior by birth, but even I wish that all the Renverseur lived in unity and peace. she looked up and pictured Ukita's face. If Renverseur from different kingdoms could befriend each-other and get to know each other in ways other than as bloody enemies, maybe then all of this useless hatred would finally subside." SHe chuckled and shook her head at this fantasy.

"But that won't ever happen, not as long as the West is around... and even then. We're a race bred for destruction and war. she looked over at Rebecca and smiled. You've heard it, haven't you? The call to the darkness? That deep, consuming blackness that covers your heart whenever you try to use your Forme Divine. That is the hollow within you. The flesh we have consumed isn't just part of our bodies, it has become part of our souls as well. We have developed primordial hollow instincts by eating their flesh, and those instincts fully awaken when we enter Forme Divine, that's why it is such a difficult state to control, because suddenly your powers gain a mind of their own. Well the westerners, are simply Renverseur who have given into that darkness rather than fight it off.

As long as that basic evil rests within all Renverseur then I just don't see how true diplomatic peace can ever be achieved. Even if someone were to kill off Evangeline, there would be someone ready to take her place. Feast on her flesh to add her power to yours? You risk being tainted by the very same evil that consumes her and becoming the next 'Vampire' lord or lady. It's an endless cycle."

Claire sighed and got up. "anyways. that's enough of the history lesson. And enough training. Any more and you'll wear yourself out. The Great Clash is only two days away you know. C'mon, let's go wash up and find some place to relax. You and I haven't spent any quality time together in like two weeks now." she said smiling kindly at Rebecca.

[Im Not Me Im You]

Takai could feel his mouth beginning to flood once the meat came into play. It had been rather long since his last feed. Once the plate was placed in front of him, he took a look around, few members were watching him, but figured that would soon change. After all, how does a being with no mouth feed. The others were about to find out. The part of the mask that covered his mouth began to crack, a smooth line forming horizontally across the center. It seemed like the thin line would stop at the edges of Takai's mouth piece of the mask, but it just kept going. It spread the length of his jaw and nearly all the way back to his ears. Before anything else happened, a raspy high-pitch voice managed to escape his mouth.

Devourrr!

All of a sudden, the lines began to open. The caliber at which his jaw extended was rather disturbing. It was feeding specific to Takai. He lifted the large slab of meat and was able to chow down the serving in one bite. His mouth began to water even more. He realized however, he had nothing left and as he sat and watched the others, Takai returned to his scratching of the chairs. Somehow, the deep valleys in the chair grew in every dimension. That disturbing jine that became his feeding tool, finally faded away, returning his mouth into the simple design of nothing.

People kept entering the room, one had even left. Even Jessica, who had been there since before Takai's birth as a hollow, entered the room. Possibly the only shinigami that the lunatic knew not to attack. He remained silent as far as speaking went. His mind on the other hand, kept switching between the urge to feed and the undying passion to kill... something. Next was to listen in and gain Intel on the current situation. Takai wouldn't understand most of it, but would soon find out what his enemies would be.

[Elation]

Jacques

"I do aim to please Rarren," Jacques said in response to the Primera. He was having so much fun today! No one was lashing out at him or anything! He decided he would have to kick things up a notch, just to see if someone would complain.

Jacques looked inquisitively at the meal laid before him. Hollow meat eh? That was sure nice of Rarren. Jacques entertained himself by just prodding at it with his fork and knife for a bit, but soon enought he had skewered most of the meat with his silverware, and began to juggle the meat around. He wasn't really looking at anyone else at this point. Eventually, he stopped the theatrics and decided to take a bite. It was delicious. But after 700 years you'll eat anything.

He also noticed that he wasn't the only one dining. It appeared Takai was quite the eater. "Now now Takia," Jacques said in a light hearted tone, "didn't your mother ever teach you table manners? No offense Jessica."

Amarda

Amarda decided to not give Jacques the attention he wanted as he made an ass of himself, and looked at the food instead. Seriously, a meal? Amarda would rather cut to the chase. She didn't like being in prolonged contact with the other Espada.

She also took notice of her fellow Espadas reactions. While Jacques played with his food a bit before eating it, and Takai just engulfed it, Kuro seemed disgusted by it, and Max was hesitant. So the 2nd Espada was not a Menos before becoming an Arrancar? That was bizarre. As far as Amarda knew, all of the previous Espada and current ones were at least Adjuctas and even some Vasto Lordes.

So the 2nd Espada left. Apparently she had a weak stomach. Good to know? Maybe. Well she may as well eat. It would be bad tact to hesitate. She lifted her fork and grabbed a piece of meat and swallowed. It was great, but Amarda was never really a picky eater. Hell, she ate the original Primera's corpse. It helped that she was a flock of scavengers in her Resurrection.

She briefly gave look to Max to signal that the meat seemed to be OK. She wasn't sure why Rarren was doing this though. Who would it win over?

Primrose

"Well I guess I was proven wrong," Primrose chuckled, "it looks like you do have some influence Ukita."

"Now then, Yormitsu, since there is some confusion as the tohe situation, I will be sure to be at the meeting. See you there Captain Commander."

Primrose then proceeded to walk off and prepare for the mission.