Indolence {open}

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Regresar Estrellas sat on the sand in the dome, staring at the fake sky. Regresar rolled on his back, running his fingers through the sand absentmindedly. He stared up at the clouds from where he lay. The clouds were fluffy, white, and the same as ever...."I see a cookie in that cloud..." He murmered to himself, "And that one a Fox..." He closed his eyes, relaxing.
A shadow fell over Regresar. He opened his eyes only to have sand kicked into him. He sat upright and rubbed his eyes, vainly attempting to get the grains out of his corneas.
"Lazy ass," Desparo Por Dios, the Octava Espada, sneered, "Get off your behind and do some work."
Estrellas gave a soft chuckle, "You en what army? 'Ain't part o' your Fraccion."

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Daemon stood within Las Noches, staring at the sky. His cold eyes staring into the clouds. His Zanpakuto was held in his right hand, blade tip sitting in the sand. It was a simple day as it always was within Los Noches. A simply partly cloudy sky with a fake sun in the middle of it.

"If I had the heart for it, I Might actually enjoy a day like this."

He said with sarcasm as he sensed the presence of two fellow arrancar. He walked in the direction of where he sensed the spiritual pressure, wanting to see who was around. He soon found a lone Fraccion and the Octava Espada having some sort of conversation. He walked over to them before swinging his large Zanpakuto till it came to rest inches away from Regresar's face in the sand.

"Oh.. Seems someone's getting chastized. A lazy ass and a weak Espada... Los Noches is going downhill."

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"Oh, what a wonderful day to Arrancar." Regresar said jokingly, eyes fixed on the blade, 'What's up with today?'
Desparo glared at Daemon, "My number might be eight but I could whip you anytime, buck-o" She put her hand on her hip, fixing up a stance. Keeping her glare fixed on Daemon, she gave Regresar a kick in the shoulder.
"Git up."

[twilightsshadow]

Daemon let out a dark laugh as the Octava Espada said she could beat him anytime. Daemon was the Cero Espada, as such, he was the highest ranking Espada currently in existance, and in his mind the strongest arrancar there ever was and ever would be.

"Is that So? Octava Espada."

He said with a cold mocking voice. He then took one hand on his blade while the other hand moved to Disporo's face. Slowly, a finger reached out and on the tip of that finger a Cero began to charge. The purple energy began to grow bigger and glow until it was ready to be fired.

"A weak Espada like you? Has no chance of even cracking my Hierro... I wonder, if I Fire this Cero... What will happen to you exactly? Octava Espada?"

He said with a look of complete seriousness that masked his true nature.

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Desparo used sonido to go left and drew a shortsword, "I'll get you first."
A smile, rather smirk, crossed her face.

[twilightsshadow]

Daemon let out a course laugh as she used Sonido to simply side step him. She drew a shortsword on him and he stopped charging the Cero and turned to face her with a dark grin on his face. He then used his own Sonido, leaving an afterimage of himself still standing in front of her. He would appear behind her and reach to grab her by the head and lift her off her feet.

"Is that so? Fraccion turned Espada? You don't look like half the Espada Neliel and Halibel were... You don't live up to the expectations of female Espada."

He said with a laugh, referring of course to her rank as Octava espada when all other female Espada were Tercera.

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She readied her short sword, tightening her grip on it. Her knuckles turned white, standing out against the black metal. Though not knowing his next move, she still wore her smirk, "I could eliminate you and mebbe Aizen would see my true inner strength."

[twilightsshadow]

Daemon was behind Despora, he reached for her head to grab her. He would lift her up like a ragdoll if she didn't move. He then exerted his spiriual pressure, his claymore in his right hand while his left moved for her head.

"You can't even hope to cut me."

He said with a laugh as he continued reaching for her, if he succeeded he would lift her off her feet and then throw her into the air, probebly end by cutting an arm or leg off to get her demoted.

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She used sonido to the right and swung her sword outward, towards. Daemon, pryaing it would land a hit.

'All or nothing. I finally understand what that means.'

She focused all her energy into the swing.

[twilightsshadow]

Daemon watched her as she used Sonido to dodge his attempted grab. He stood where he was, wondering exactly where she would attack from. She soon came from the right, putting all her force in attacking him with a slash. Her sword connected, hitting the right side of his neck, the sword scratched down his Hierro, creating sparks and a metal against metal sound. Once her sword had left his body, she would see that his neck didn't even have so much as a scratch on it.

"Is that it? That sword only looks sharp apparently... Go on, release it. I can't release mine under Los Noches, it may be your only chance to survive this encounter... Show it to me, release your Zanpakuto! hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

He yelled at her with mocking sarcasm as he let go of his own Zanpakuto. He wasn't even going to use it in this fight, he didn't need it. He would show her why he was 8 ranks ahead of her.

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She felt her dissapointment in not landing a scratch, 'Damn...'

" Las llamas del...Infierno!" She drew her sword. {Las llamas del Infierno=Flames of Hell} Three tails grew from her tailbone and her mask consumed the more of her face, great fangs sprouting from her face. The fangs started at on the edges of the "mouth" of the mask, just above the nose bridge beginning, and ended at mid-neck, sharp and poisonous.

"Happy now?" She sneered.

[twilightsshadow]

Daemon stood calm as the Octava Espada released her Zanpakuto. She grew tails and took on a generally foxlike appearence. Her spiritual pressure grew as any Arrancar's would with thier release, but it was still dwarfed by Daemons, despite the fact that Daemon was trying to keep his under control. He looked on at Desporo, a wide grin on his face.

"Is that it? Seems like the only link you have to Neliel and Halibel is an animal form release."

He said calmly raising a hand to her. Soon, a large ball of red energy the size of a large beach ball formed in his hand.

"Explosión de fusil de Machiene!"

He yelled out, holding his arm and firing off bala blasts like a machiene gun.

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She raised her tails over her head in an attempt to block the blasts. She still felt the power of the blasts. A gash crossed her cheek and she winced at the pain, one of her tails missing half a blast.

"Lucky Shot, Daemon."

The fight getting more intense, Regresar. took a few steps back. 'Keep meself outta harm and the fight;'

[twilightsshadow]

Daemon lowered his arm, the ball of energy fading into nothingness. Normally the Explosión de fusil de Machiene was supposed to be followed up with the Corte de dimensión, but he didn't need to go that far. He wanted the Octava Espada to feel just how powerless she actually was, and he would make her feel that.

"5 minutes... For 5 minutes, I won't even move from this spot, and you still won't scratch my armor even with your strongest attacks. So come, Octava Espada, come show me how powerless you really are... Regresar, bear witness to the strength of the Cero Espada."

He said in a cold voice with a menacing smile.

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She put on a smile and prepared to strike with all three of her tails at once. Focusing all her energy and might into one hit, she struck at him.

"This isn't gonna be much fun, now is it? One hit is all I need, bebe."