As she spoke those words he turned towards her cocking his head to the side. It seemed as if she truly missed the stupidity of her own words. Placing both of his hands in his pocket he looked her up and down before he venture to speak again this time louder than before. [b "What if your power isnt just the ability to reverse time? What if it's the ability to complete reject reality? Alter what's occurred in real life and shape it how you want it to be. If that's the case, than you'd be able to project the image of a shield protecting you and it should just naturally materialize. That was Aizens theory the first time he saw you heal someone."]
As he shrugged his shoulders he doubt that it was such a complex idea. His Lord had never been wrong and as he saw that they would probably get no where from this training session he began to straighten himself up and slowly speak to her in that soft voice which he assumed she found so comforting for reasons unfathomable for him
[b "I give you my word you will not die. Do you fear death? Nothing in this world is mortal, not even the soul itself is immortal. Everything is destined to fade into oblivion eventually."] He spoke as if that thought of eternal nothingness should comfort her.
[b "Tell me more about your powers. How old where you when you first discovered them? And of course, in return I'll answer any questions you have about me and this world your slowly being expose to more and more."]
Orihime watched him, carefully taking in his words and she only shook his head at his question. She had never felt the need to use her powers for anything other than healing. She figured it was because she had naturally trained herself to only respond to injuries and wounds, she had never been in a panicked situation to explore other possibilities.
Her eyes turned the ball of energy he created and she watched as he turned something in the distance to dust and she flinched slightly. War was not something she was accustomed and she only dreaded to think what would happen to people in his way. She looked back to him after the dust had settled.
“I don’t know.” She said simply because she realistically didn’t know if his ideas would work.
“I’ve never tried.” She explained and shrugged a little, “Why would I? Never been in a war.” She added as she shifted a little uncomfortably. She really didn’t like any of this.
“What happens if I die?” She asked him, she didn’t know him, she didn’t trust him to keep her safe at all. Would she be stuck here for eternity in this grey place with stoic people who didn’t seem to care for anything other than themselves and their lord.
It seemed as if the change in atmosphere was effecting her mode in a rather positive light. It was something he noted. Taking in her explanation of her powers, he nodded his head slowly before he stopped and spoke softly to her. "Interesting.. So, you have the power to reverse time... Tell me, have you ever tried using that to. Effect inanimate objects?" Closing his eyes he was trying to figure out exactly how well her powers could best he used. If it only served the purpose of reversing time than it sounded like a rather limited power. Yet, at the same time it held endless possibilities. Shifting from one foot to another, he closed his eyes trying best to explain how well he could paint the picture of her using a shield to protect herself and those around her.
Lifting up a finger, he slowly pointed it away from her and concentrated his energy. Slowly, a black ball with a green outline to it was forming at his fingertips. As he did so, he slowly started to speak. "Our spiritual energy manifest from within. Sometimes we're able to control and cause it to take whatever shape we please before releasing it." As he spoke, the ball suddenly turned into an energy wave of shorts and blasted an an object in the distance. It caused a small cloud of dust to form in the air before settling down.
"If there was a way for you to take your healings powers... and someone channel it to wrap around you... or someone. It could shield them from attacks by reversing the time around then to where the attack never hit causing it to disappear. Or perhaps it could speed up time causing the attack to turn to dust.. it's all just theories.. ideas to play with..." he murmured softly.
Orihime watched him, he seemed a little more bearable now somehow. He clearly felt passionately about this place so the best option was to stay on his good side, at least for now. She shifted a little as he came closer, lacking a good sense of trust in him because he was her captor, not her friend. She raised an eyebrow at him. They had kidnapped her and didn’t even know how her powers worked? Seemed foolish.
“And if it’s invaded, then you’ll fight.” She murmured and was slightly offended that everyone seemed to think she would need a babysitter but she didn’t press the subject. She watched him, his bright eyes were off putting somehow, too sharp and too much like the skies above. She shrugged a little and scuffed her feet. It would sound foolish to him and no doubt coming from a human it would end up sounding ridiculous.
“I reverse the time.” She said to him, “If I cut your palm right now, then I heal it by rewinding the time and then it doesn’t happen. It’s... complicated.” She explained and she wasn’t sure how that would ever be trained into her because every time she did it, it took a chunk of energy from her but maybe he knew better than her. She watched him,
“Doesn’t work on me, I’m not good at crossing my own timeline and healing myself. It’s dangerous.” She commented with a very small, half amused smile. She hadn’t smiled since getting here but the blue skies were helping.
Orihime moves some loose strands of hair from her face and smoothed her outfit down, awkwardly. She turned her gaze back to the blue skies and let her feet wander the room, listening to the man and his response.
As she kept on speaking and speaking the male looked at her studying her features.. of course he would fight. Though, not on the front lines. After all, it was his duty to protect her as best he could. So as she sent on spouting of statements and questions he slowly started to answer everything that she had asked. "I simply observe. I watch things play out and than act accordingly to said outcome." Walking towards her he slowly started to study her closely. He remember he seeing a little weaken after using her powers. Perhaps? There was a way to help her use her powers to its fullest potential and put less of a strain on her body. It was worth a try though he'd wouldnt know without studying her more and more.
"Since I've been assign to watch you onto the war is over I'll only fight if Los Noches is invaded. Though, I doubt that such a thing would occur." During the last meeting their Lord had predicted such an invasion would occur. Hence why he'd ordered some of his Espada to remain to guard the castle. Yet Ulquiorra himself doubt that such folly would occur. To launch a rescue mission against him and the others would truly be suicide.
Stepping backwards he looked at her once more with those dissecting eyes before murmuring. "Yes.. so it would seen. Perhaps there is a way to maximize your power and decrease the stress it puts on you. For example, we Espada are able to shoot spiritual power through something known as Cero. We focus all out energy at one point and fire. Using maximum power with minimum effort. If there was a way for yp8 to heal quickly without straining... but in order to do so I'd need to ask how do you go about healing?" He asked. "I've seen in in action but I dont exactly know how it works."
Orihime was surprised to see clear bright blue skies and she didn’t realise that she had missed that. She looked up and enjoyed the light for a while as she listened to Ulquiorra speak. She looked to him, a little bewildered that all she would be doing was healing people but it was a relief to know she wouldn’t be at the front line against beings she didn’t even know.
“A shield?” She had never tried, there had never truly been a need and she furrowed her brow a little, still enjoying the blue brightness that seemed to put her at some amount of ease. She liked colour, the drawl greyness of this land was dull and not like home but this was different. She looked to Ulquiorra, studying his features and wondered what he would be doing in this great battle.
“What do you do?” She asked him quietly, not wanting to be disrespectful by any means but she had seen a slither of his powers before. But would he face combat and open war? She didn’t know why she was so bothered if he did or didn’t.
“Will you fight?” She asked him. He had been kind in his own way to her, not that she was particularly fond of him or anything, she didn’t want to see death and injury.
“You understand using my powers takes a lot out of me, right?” She had barely used her powers and so healing a lot of people or using it more frequently was bound to exhaust her, at least until she got used to it, and got more powerful and strong.
Walking beside her, the male couldn't help but take in her question before remaining stoic. There was a room where she'd be able to pratice her healing abilities, or rather they'd be able to study it and see how it truly worked. As they walked through the door, he wondered if she'd be shock to see clear blue skies above hand and terrain that resemble the outside. It was a welcome break from the monotony which came with the dreary outside which was home. Shifting from one side to another he turned towards her and spoke softly. "No. A healer is infinity valuable. You life shouldn't be needlessly risk. You'll stay here till the battle is over to treat the wounded and then we'll release you. After all, our battle isnt against the living but the soul reapers who are opposite of us."
Stepping away from her, he shifted from side to side and looked at her softly. Hands in pocket he slowly shifted from side to side before he spoke again. "This is our training room. Here is where we'll be seeing how useful your powers truly are. Our leader thinks that along with healing, you can use your powers in other ways. Like maybe creating a shield to heal people? This area is special since its filled with spiritual power that can help increase the powers of normal humans.."
As he explained he turned his head towards the side. He wondered if he should demonstrate even more of his powers or if he should keep it to himself. After all, the longer she spent here the more and more he'd get a chance to see her grow.
Food had materialised at some point and Orihime had awkwardly picked through some of it as she tried to wake herself up. She had no idea what today would have in store and she washed and tried to make herself look respectable but it was difficult with her mood being low. She stepped outside and was immediately met with Ulquiorra. She eyed him over with tired eyes but didn’t have a snide remark or sassy word for him. She looked to the corridors as they walked and she cocked her head at the other males words.
“What’s wrong with humans?” She asked, narrowing her eyes because she hadn’t asked to be here. We’re they forgetting that they needed her for some reason or were they going to pretend she was just a nuisance and of no matter to them? She shook her head and glanced to Ulquiorra. This was incredibly scary for her and she was doing her best to cope with everything but the endless tradings about being a human were starting to work on her nerves.
“Will I have to fight?” She asked him, her tone a touch softer because it was painfully obvious she was not a fighter and she wasn’t even sure if she could pretend or learn such a thing. Then again, she didn’t know why she was asking the robot with no emotion, he wouldn’t understand and it was starting to tick her off a little. She wasn’t weak and she wasn’t some feeble being who wanted to be looked down on. They needed her. She hadn’t come here for a vacation!
He'd returned to find her asleep and resting in the bed made for her. Setting down the food he brought for her close to her bed he left the room. There was nothing to do now but await for her to wake up and continue the daily routine of watching her regardless of whether she wanted to or not. Stepping out into the vastness of the castle he began to walk around. There was an eerie silence that he found was rather comforting and as he made his way to his own room he studied it. It was a purple room that only had a chair in it. It was quite comfortable or so he thought so. It ass a minimalistic as could be. Sitting down on the chair he folded one leg over the other and closed his eyes resting for just a moment.
He'd no idea how long he slept for. The sun never rose on the land of the hollows. It was eternally night. Except in some places of the castle the ceilings were made to mimic the bright blue skies of the soul society and the human world. Time seem to almost be nonexistence in the world of Los noches and the Hueco mundo. Heading towards the prisoners room he stood at her door waiting for her to awaken from her sleep.
On the way there he ended up bumping into the first Espada. Cocking his head he looked at the male as he yawn before closing his eyes and stretching. "Training... training. I rather be sleep than preparing for this invasion. I cant imagine how boring it is watching a human girl." As he spoke those words Ulquiorra simply shrugged his shoulders. It was neither boring or exciting to the male. It was just part of his mission to serve Aizen.
Orihime glanced up when someone returned and she thought for a moment it would be her mentor and captor. The shock of blue hair was a surprise and she watched him, a little perplexed. He seemed to have emotions, despite being so loud and outgoing.
“I miss them.” She said quietly but he was already leaving and Orihime guessed it was as least good that she wouldn’t be absent for all that long in her own world. What if she couldn’t return? What if something happened. One of her friends was half soul reaper? She gave a small smile at that. She had good and loyal friends but she didn’t want them to come here. She had come willingly, for the most part. She didn’t want them to foolishly give up their own safety.
“You’re welcome.” She murmured and shrugged a little. He seemed kind enough. She watched him leave and got up, mopping up her face, cleaning up because the last thing that she needed was her stone faced captor coming back and making some snide remark at her misery. She figured that the man had been right about it one thing; she needed to get stronger. The quicker this was over with, the quicker she could leave it all behind.
Orihime wanted nothing more than to curl up in bed, and hide away from everything. She felt stupid here, like a performing monkey. She sighed as she pulled a thick blanket around her shoulders to keep out the chill that was setting in. She huddled on amongst some fluffy pillows and gave a small yawn. She wasn’t even hungry, she just wanted to rest and forget this whole thing and maybe wake up in her own home.
[i "Well, well, well, she's quite the cutie. Have you tried seeing how obedient she is yet?"] Ignoring the crude remark from his fellow comrade, the male simply took a seat at the table as all of them gathered to discuss the upcoming plans that would lead them to victory. As they gather around the meeting table their Lord was accompanied by two of his fellow leaders who had staged a rather huge fiasco back at the soul society. Sitting down at the table he grinned at those before he leaned forward and pointed towards the top three ranked members which gather at the table. Everyone knew without question what that meant. While the rest would stay here and prepare for the inevitable, those three would go with him to the land of the living and fight in the war that was quickly approaching.
From then on, it was quite the normal conversation with those who were obnoxious being so and those who were calm being so. Later on standing on, the male whid captured the female nodded towards the others has he headed out towards the land of the living. He wasnt entirely sure what was required to fully sustain a human but that didnt matter at all. In his absence orihime had a visitor.
Knocking on the door, the blue haired male whom she'd heal was grinning ear from ear as he flexed his arm which was pain free. [b "I wanted to personally thank you for what you did. Ha, ha, Our lord Aizen thinks that your friends are gonna secretly mount a rescue attempt to come and save ya. And I hope as shit he's right. One of your friends, he's half human half soul reaper. And he gave me one hell of a fight the second time around. He keeps on getting stronger and stronger. And I'm sure with you being here he'll only be mad as hell making his strength explore through the tufkin roof. I love strong guys. It's more fun when I crushed them!"] With that he let out w violent laugh. Shifting from one feet to another, he walked towards her and slowly dropped his voice.
[b "Why you look so down for? Uh? I said ya friends are probably gonna save ya in the next month or so. Time here moves differently than it does in your world. One hour here is like a second there. A month here is like a week there. If I were you I'd take advantage and try to get stronger. After all! The strong survive while the weak perish."] Crushing his fist into his palm he grinned before leaving the room.
Orihime watched him. They were dead, right. She swallowed that fact with some discomfort, but really what did she expect? She didn’t believe he had simply turned off emotions though, no one could do that. She eyed the outfit at her feet and she sighed softly. There was no escape, she could run from this and when he vanished only to reappear behind her, she stumbled a little. Despite everything, he seemed quieter and softer spoken than the others she had met thus far and she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Her eyes followed his movements, it seemed like by the minute he got more intimidating.
She didn’t utter a word as he left her, sitting on the bed to breathe for a few moments. This wasn’t right, she should have been home laughing with friends, cooking something for dinner. She eyed the outfit and she supposed she should at least obey one command without question. She shivered a little as she washed her face and changed into the outfit, smoothing it down. White was too clean a colour, too pure and innocent for her predicament but she figured it was best not to argue as she adjusted a sleeve and tied back her hair, some loose strands falling into her face. This wasn’t her home, and she didn’t expect anyone here to understand given her guardian or mentor was an emotionless robot.
She returned to the spot by the window, watching the foreign landscape and feeling utterly dejected. She felt alone, lost at sea and she wasn’t sure what these people planned to do with her. Her escort was at least calm, but it didn’t take the frost from him. He didn’t seem human, or approachable and Orihime wiped at the stubborn tears that had landed on her cheeks. She didn’t want to be part of a war, she didn’t want any of this and she hadn’t asked to be ripped away from everything. In the solitude she could at least express her emotions without being ridiculed or mocked for being ‘human’. She sighed out shakily, catching herself before she dissolved into a complete mess. This wasn’t right.
On the way to her new room she asked a question which struck him as odd.. Emotions? Why would he had use for such things which made one irrational? Hands in pocket he debated on whether or not to answer that question before he simple started to speak slowly. [i "According to Espada siete it has everything to do with how we died before we became hollows. The one you heal, Grimjoww, has an extremely destructive personality. Its suggested that the reason why he loves go fight and destroy things is because he died a violent death. And thus, he never being able to take vengeance against those who harm him he now seeks to destroy everything as to make himself not seen as weak ever again. I believe that this theory is nonsense. I simply don't have emotions since I've seen them interfere with logical rational decisions."]
Ending they're conversations he watch the way she explored the room which she was being held in. Indeed, it had everything that a human would need to be comfortable and as she turned around he'd saw the confusion on her face. Cocking his head to the side he didnt understand why the confusion. Did she believe that they'd keep her in a cage as if she were some wild animal? Or perhaps, she thought by studying her that meant they would prod her with needles and such. Walking past her, he open a door which reveal to be a closet. Reaching inside, he grabbed a white uniform that looked alot like his and tossed it down to the floor at her.
"I have no say in the matter of whether you leave or go. And that outfit is design to monitor your heart rate, and location. Even if I turned my back the others would be able to find you.. and because we are warriors escape would be impossible. Allow me to show you why." For a moment he was there, than in another moment he'd see seemingly vanish only to appear behind her and place a hand upon her shoulder.
"Its called sonido. It allows us to move as fast as the speed of sound.. each Esapada is able to use it different. As for me, I prefer not to use it unless necessary. Please, dont make me do unnecessary things." He spoke to her softly. Stepping away he walked towards the door and spoke. "I'll give you your privacy to change. And a moment to adjust to your new surroundings. I'm going to bring you back dinner."
Orihime watched the Male she had healed and took a step back as the Lord approached her, watching him. She didn’t trust these people, she didn’t want to trust them in the slightest but they seemed to know more about her than she knew about herself. It was awkward and uncomfortable and she looked slightly offended when he mentioned studying her. She followed Ulquiorra, not exactly in the mood to explore any floor and she wondered why everyone was so fascinated. She could heal people, did they not have that here? She was not a soldier, she was not a warrior and Orihime was sure she wouldn’t ever be such a thing. These people, creatures, whatever they were, they were hardened, stony and ready for battle it seemed.
She watched Ulquiorra and followed him, mulling over everything for a while and it was a very strange feeling to be completely alone in this world.
“Why don’t you have emotions?” Orihime asked him, suddenly. The quiet was not pleasant for her, she preferred conversation even if it was with a kidnapper. Perhaps she could irritate them enough that they would just send her home. Did he not feel anything? Or had he made a choice to be distant and cold?
She stepped into the room she had been given and stared in silence for a long time. She had never been in such a large room and she looked almost confused. This couldn’t be for her? She had a humble beginning back with her home, something that had taught her how to live small. She looked to Ulquiorra and seemed entirely baffled by the room. She didn’t say anything, although it was written in bold letter across her face what she thought of the accommodation. It was too much for just her.
She stepped to a window and peered our at the landscape. It was quiet, and it made her on edge somehow. She didn’t want to stay here. Couldn’t she stay at her own home and come by every day?
“I’m not a soldier, I’m no use to you in a war. Can’t you let me go home? Tell them I escaped or outsmarted you?” She murmured as she turned over her shoulder to watch him. It sounded childish, but she was scared of these people, scared of Ulquiorra.
All eyes where on the girl as she stated her reason for helping them.. Before her, stood the male as watch was his wounds seemed to regress back in time. Widening his eyes, he grinned a little bit before he slowly spoke. "OI.. OI! Oi! Espada seis is back to fight again bitches!" As he roared with laughter, he threw his head back almost ignoring the response that the girl gave after she got done healing him. Shaking his head in disgust, the male which brought her here looked back to the male sitting upon the throne as he smiled warmly at the prisoner who'd spoke her mind. So the girl did have a back bone. A spine and a will to that wasn't easily going to be broken. Shifting in his seat, the male slowly looked down upon the girl before he stood up and easily started to walked towards her.
"If I recalled, we gave you the chance to heal one of those we've attacked. And as for your help, well.. your simple a pawn in a bigger game beyond the scope of your imagination. I only wished to study these powers... Simply because I have a goal. And to reach it I'll do anything to grab hold of it." He spoke those words softly before shrugging his shoulders.
Turning towards the male who brought him here, he grinned before clasping his hands together. "Ulquiorra, show her to her room. Its quite spacious. Also, give her a new change of clothes. Ones that match our uniforms..." Nodding his head the male moved to follow orders before he stopped and looked at the girl. [i "Lord Aizen, is there anything else you want of me?"] He asked turning his head to the Male. To that, the Lord smiled a little before looking at the girl.
"Make sure that her needs are met and study her.." It was a simple request and one that would be fulfilled without question. The war wasn't set to happen till the winter and they still had months to prepare and study the powers which laid dormant in the girl. Who knows perhaps they was even a way to make it stronger? Turning towards the girl he gave her that same look. Cold. Calculating. "Once you've gotten settle you'll be able to move around the third floor as much as you please though it is rather huge." He explained.
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