WHO: Gracia(Logger), Vayu, Cara, Aetok, Gloomweave, Shisou, Kurotori, Rey, Aalvar.
WHERE: Throne Room - Fortaleza Eterna
TIME: Sun Jul 03 13:56:59 2011

== Hueco Mundo ==   Throne Room - Fortaleza Eterna
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        Upon entering the throne room one is greeted by the massive size of the room. There is a long walkway leading towards the throne which was lined with pillars. The throne is made in a fashion to be quite intimidating as all thrones were made to do so. This one however was not gaudy like the old thrones of the human world, no, this one was very tall and almost seemed to be a set structure of the building itself, but it was simple. Just a stone seat, no markings. Moving outward from this to either side, begins a wide, open circle of seats, Identical in styling to the seat at the point of these arcs, save for two features. On each seat, above where the head would rest against the tall backs, are inscriptions, each with a name of an incarnation. As well, each one of these seats had been built into and part of the pillars of the large room, symbolic, of the equal necessity of each office holder that would occupy the seat. Also, moving away from the throne, the floor rose slightly, in an amphitheater sense, so that those on the end sat higher, than the elevation the rest besides the throne, another symbol to say that those closest to the throne, are no more high ranked, than those sitting higher, but each position is unique. Finally, in the center of all is a raised platform, which smoother stone leads to from the entrance to the room. The platform itself has fixtures with which to attach, shackles or other restraints, though the stepped platform itself is made of Sekki Sekki stone. Light shines, focused from several portals upon this point, to illuminate either the speaker, or if it is so the case, a prisoner. There is a few slits that allow light into the the rest of the room but it is only the twilight of this world. Fixtures on the wall may be used for more light if desired, that glow blue, fed from the energy of souls in the well.

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        Aetok was usually the one to call for a meeting, even if he did it through Gracia because she could get the message out faster, so when he'd been told by Gracia earlier to be here for a meeting at this time, he'd been somewhat curious as to what that was about. He isn't upset with her for doing it, but he doesn't like not knowing why she'd be calling a meeting at this point. He is now standing in the throne room, the room that had finally been reconstructed. He is standing in front of the throne, looking at its rebuilt state with a smirk on his face. He walks around it slowly while he awaits the arrival of others, finally taking a seat in it and watching the door to see who else comes to this called meeting.

        Vayu wanders into the room, intrgued at the thought of a meeting and looking about the throne room with no small amount of interest. He had never been in this room before, never having a reason before to come in and look around. How ever he now has a reason, and it's about as impressive as he figured, though still in a different style. He inclines his head to Aetok, moving over to the side of the room and leaning against the wall to wait and see what this is all about.

        The door from the roof top opens as a single arrancar walks in , whistling to himself and seeing the Dios and giving a nod and a smile. " So is this where the meeting is ?" His eyes turn to see the bird arrancar also in the room leaning against the wall, " Guess so. " Rey walks casually over to the suerte throne and sits on it before adjusting so his boots are resting along the head rest and his head is hanging upside down and he smiles happily wondering who will tell him to move out of a chair this time.

        Not far from the fort a garganta appeared above the desert, and with it the naked form of Gloomweave appeared at its mouth. The vasto lorde had been busy as of late, training, testing its limits, even forcing a powerful quincy to flee after a brutal fight. With a little leap the vasto lorde would descend into the desert below, landing with a light graceful impact, kicking up almost any of the white sand. One of his hollow messengers had informed the thing about the meeting, and this time it was in the throne room, a place Gloomweave had never visited before. It did not take long for him to reach the fort, and unlike many other times he would not take his time, moving at a much quicker pace. The stairs still proved somewhat of an annoyance, but not nearly so much as when he was younger. Along the way a small gather of the hollow that worked alongside the Esencia had begun to follow, curious to see what the long absent vasto lorde would do in the meeting.
        For the moment Gloomweave paid them no mind, wanting to see what this meeting would be about this time. When they had finally reached the throne room it took the hollows aback momentary.
        The room was shaped in such a strange fashion, with the amphitheater style and a seat for each of the incarnations. The man-hollow nodded as he approached the Dios, and made his way towards the seat with his name engraved above it.
         For a moment he took his time, examining it before finally sitting. The other hollow made their way up towards the higher seats above, not interested in the meeting itself, but staying all the same.

        Gracia had waited to arrive to the gathering she had called. She wanted everyone to be as impressed as they were capable, which in some cases would be not at all, with everything done to the throne room. She had been busy while conducting various business across the worlds. It was time for the next change, and the Princesa walked in, every bit of her her usually barefoot Grace, but in skin hugging knee high boots, a definite change for her in most of the current families eyes, but for those that know, it was a return to the Princesa of old, a fire of ice in her sapphire eyes. The boots of course match the rest of that she is wearing, A vinyl looking bikini top that hugs her small chest, barely visible beneath the claf length black coat to match, buttoned with a single clasp that provides some bit of modesty and adds to maybe a tease. The same material shorts that squeeze low on her hips, a white belt slung about it. Her hair is tightly fixed into long pig tails, the bindings near the scalp as the fall with appropriate graviational affect, down to her thighs.
        She smiles fiantly as she approches Aetok purposefully, stopping just infront of him and the throne, her entourage coming in just behind her, Kurotori waiting at the entrance to the circle of seats, for Gracia's gentle beckoning. She turns away from Aetok and with wide open arms and gesture. "All of you here, Incarnations or other parts of this family, I am pleased and honored to be with you now, in this newly refinished place. IF you are all settled, I think we can begin..."

         The entourage... or Shisou would enter after Gracia. His eyes looking over the room. He had never been this far into the fortress despite all the history that connected the room to him. For those who had not seen him since his transformation, he now looked human with a bright red mask. His body was only covered from the waist down with what formerly was a quincy robe.
        Shisou would stay close to Gracia though he remained silent. His eyes fall on each of the people, most of which he had met before. He would stop as she did and simply remain standing behind her.

        Aetok looks to Vayu, someone he's seen in passing once or twice before but has yet to actually interact with. Perhaps that will change before this night is through; for now, though, he gives the Arrancar a nod before Aetok continues to look around the room, taking in the appearance of the newly-built thing. He likes the new structure, one to reflect the new structure of the Arrancar and Hollow order. It has qualities of the single-ruler time of the Orden Divino combined with the good aspects of a multi-leader system like the Espada were, but with a lot less of the flaws of each system.
        Aetok then looks to Rey as he enters the room, nodding to him as well. "Well, I would assume this is the place for the meeting, seeing as Gracia said to be here." Aetok speaks to the monkey Arrancar as he finally rests his vision upon the central platform in the room, noting all the little details about it with a smirk. He wonders how much use it will see as a prisoner's platform instead of a speaker's platform. He watches Rey move to the throne normally reserved for Superbias, but as he said last time, Rey is allowed to sit in Superbias' place when the Suerte can't personally make it to these meetings; as such, he says nothing of Rey's current position.
        Aetok watches Gloomweave enter the room, finally having taken in the room fully. He is now just waiting to see who arrives, and now Gloomweave is here as well. He also glances to those that followed the Esencia into the room. He is somewhat curious as to what the Vasto Lorde has been up to lately himself, but he figures he can wait to talk to Gloomweave about that until later. And so he once again looks to the entrance of the room, awaiting the arrival of the rest.
        When Gracia walks into the room, he grins at her, looking around the room once more to show his approval of the new design and finished construction. He then takes in Gracia's new look, tilting his head at her with that smirk of his she knows. He remains silent as she gestures to the rest of the room, and his smirk fades as he waits to see what happens. He also watches as the one following Gracia enters the room, and something seems familiar about him but Aetok cannot place why. As such, he simply remains quiet while he waits to see what happens next.

         Well this was a change and a surprise, but not an unpleasant one. He kind of liked the way she was acting now. It was certainly an improvement over her crazy as hell personality he met previously. He shifts a little closer, lurking a little behind and to the left of the El Mal throne as he would have if Neku had been present in his seat, brought fully to attention and waiting to see what sort of interesting things this meeting would hold before the end.

        Rey watches the others enter smiling at seeing the spider man walking in and gives a smile before he hears the doors opening and turns to look at the prince and princess walking in. " Well if it its not the sibling of the brok... rebuilt throne. Prince it is always a delight to see you. Princess a pleasure as always. " The monkey gives the two a forced frown so that while he is hanging upside down he is still giving people and obvious smile. " So little lady , I reckon you should be telling us what it is you have convened these people for. If you be so obliged. " The monkey says with a fake western accent before he breaks into giggles.

        For a while Gloomweave would just watch and wait for whatever was going to happen, happen. Gazing around and admiring the odd place, and its strange designs. He did not truly understand it, appreciating a dark tunnel or a musty basement over such grand designs, but it was impressive still, in its own way. Then the things pomegranate eyes would shift towards the other two arrancar within the room, one he did not recognize, and the monkey arrancar Rey.
        A brief hiss would be Rey's greeting from the man-hollow, before he too noticed the doors open, and with it a sight that confused Gloomweave beyond words. At first the hollow thought that it was someone else, not his sister Gracia, who led the group of hollow behind her. Her bizarre attire was might have been welcomed more, had Gloomweave had any fondness of clothing, as his current naked form would clearly show. Still once her familiar scent was caught, Gloomweave would smile lightly, until his eyes shifted towards his fellow vasto lorde Shisou.
        Everything else today could have been at least somewhat expected, but seeing this other hollow appear was not something expected. This caused him to move from a sitting position to a crouching position, keenly watching what was unfolding. Its long fingers would twitch and writhe, confused but also expectant, because this proved something bigger then normal was going to happen.

        Gracia let the words sink in, as the others either settled in more, curious, or squirmed nervously. Each reaction was gauged and her smile grew. "My dear brothers and sisters, hollow and Arrancar in kind, together, family. We've come far from the ruins of the Espada and the forgotten time before. Forgotten by many of our world, but not by the Shinigami, or the Quincy. Those of you here are not here by force, but solidarity of principle, a family, resolved against the rest. Mutual respect and comradarie, even for those too proud to use such words. A new system we established together, of equality amongst our race, Hollow and Arrancar alike, no further subjugated. Each incarnation aside from the Dios, with equal voice, say and autonomy to perform the duties of their office, in the best interests of us all. We have come far, we have paid the price for arrogance with the lost of an Incarnation and her forces, a sister, but we have far still to go, and so we change again."
        Gracia turns then again to face Aetok. They share a long silent look and she is sure he knows already what the changes must be. "Aetok, without you holding everything together in the time after Wormwood, we wouldn't be here. You certainly carry the spirit of the Orden that we share, and my respect, which I have given. Now it is time for you to play a different role. Please step forward, and take your place as the true Encarnation de Muerte, as your brothers and sisters, as I, need you now to do."

         There was a simple nod offered to Rey as he made a point to greet both he and Gracia. Then Shisou's eyes would focus on Gloomweave. Though the other Vasto would crouch, down Shisou did not bother to move. He would remain stationary behind Gracia. As she spoke he would briefly move his eyes to glance over the reactions of all of those around, even Aetok.

        Aetok, at this point, isn't paying much attention to the others in the room because they've done nothing else to warrant his attention at the current time; that is, this was true until Gloomweave's reaction to seeing the other Vasto Lorde. At this, Aetok sits up slightly, Gloomweave moving to a crouching position putting Aetok slightly on edge, and Aetok doesn't want to be taken off-guard in the heart of the Fortress. His left hand has shifted slightly, resting on the hilt of his katana while he watches Gracia and Shisou slowly. He trusts Gracia, which is why he is only being cautious but not yet drawing his blade, but he is curious as to why this being that would cause a Vasto Lorde such a reaction would be here with Gracia.
        Aetok listens to Gracia talk, and as he listens to her, he begins to relax once more, happy to see that she's not here to challenge anything with this Vasto Lorde in tow. Her words come to a stop once though, and that look is shared, and then his body tenses as she speaks her final piece. He knows those in the room are watching him after that, some wondering if he has become drunk with the power of being in charge and can give it up so easily, and perhaps others expecting it to be easy for him. Aetok stands up slowly, his left hand resting still on the hilt of his sword as he begins to walk around Gracia slowly, a glance given to Shisou for a second before he turns his gaze back to Gracia as he circles her.
        He is silent as he circles her twice, but as he comes back to in front of the throne, and thus between Gracia and the throne. He then turns to her completely and stands there, looking down on her. "Are you suggesting yourself to take my place as the leader of the Incarnations, my dear Gracia?" Aetok's gaze moves to the Hollow. "Or is it this friend of yours you bring in, one I barely recognize and even then only recognize the face, not as someone I actually know, to take my place?" Aetok looks to her again; he is hoping she'll say what he wants to hear, but before he agrees to step down as the leader, he wants to know who she intends to replace him.

         Vayu raises an eyebrow slightly as Rey reffers to them as prince and princess, turning to once again survey Gracia and Shisou, looking them over a lot more closely now. If nothing else, the way Gloomweave shifts suggests something is up beyond the normal scope of thise meeting, but he felt out of the loop on what. He straightens, trying to represent their branch as well as able with the lack of the man in charge, mind already whirling as he parses information to bring back on this meeting when he sees Neku the next time.
        When the announcement of Aetok's replacement comes out, Vayu is left at a bit of a shock. He did not expect that news at his first meeting. He schools his expression a bit, calming his mind again so he can think before commiting Gracia's words to memory as best he could. This was definitely something to report on when Neku pops around next.
        As this exchange passes between Aetok and Gracia, Vayu spares a glance at the others in the room, trying to take cues from the way they were acting as to his own position and posture, being new enough in the army that he probably shouldn't even be here if he wasn't apparently the sole member of Neku's team at the moment. This is far beyond him and what he's been trained to deal with.

        Rey blinks upon hearing the words of the prince and casts a glance of surprise to the spider Vasto Lorde and then to Aetok as his tail unravels from around his waste. He studies the man intently but remains calm as his face loses its smile that it always carries. NOting the hand on the sword his body tenses up as he grasps the arm rest, still watching the situation unfold before him and laughing on the inside that pride is missing this, or perhaps that is intentional. Perhaps all the people here tonight were intentionally arranged to show up and the others were left out for some reason or another. Rey just keeps his watch on Aetok for now figuring one way or another the first aggressive move if any would occur either from or to that one particular arrancar.

        The feel of the meeting had quickly changed, and how this would lead, Gloomweave truly had no idea. The air itself seemed alive, thick and heavy, or perhaps it was the side effect of two vasto lorde being in such close proximity. Still remaining in its crouched position the hollow's gossamer white hair would begin to descend and cover its face, and yet the purple-red glow of its eyes could still be seen, if barely. Those eyes never left Shisou, but it was far from hostility that was being directed, and yet not quite kinship either.
5tThe two had not seen eye to eye since last they met, but Gloomweave accepted that Gracia considered the other her kin as well, and that was more then enough for the spider-hollow. His focus on Shisou would quickly shift to Aetok and Gracia, as he managed to pick up the last bits of their conversation.
        Hearing his little sister wish the Dios to step down and take the old position of his Pandora, was met with a deep confused hissing noise. Yes his instincts knew something big had been about to happen when his fellow vasto lorde appeared, but to think this would happen? The problem was how Aetok would take such a thing, as while the Dios had always seemed a much more level, even likable arrancar as far as they normally went, giving up power willingly was something he had never truly seen them do. This made Gloomweave grow tense for a different reason for while Gracia did seem to ask the of the demotion with kind words, the hollow did not expect this to happen without bloodshed.
        It was Rey's reaction, watching the monkey arrancar appear to slowly reach for his own weapon, that signaled him to react as well. A long serpentine tongue would part the hair obscuring his face and fling the mane over to the sides while waiting for whatever was going to happen, to do so. All the while one thing went through its mind, who would Gracia ask to be the new Dios?

        Gracia turns her to look to her other Vasto Lorde sibling, the former arachnid, her head tilted in the strange manner she was apt to do, gracia never took the normal approach to things after all. This for example, walking in and asking the head of the Incarnations, and former Cero Espada, to take a different role. Whether or not he was in truth more suited for the responsibilities of Muerte or Dios, few coule be certain, though the Princesa seemed utterly sure and without doubt, still with that faint smile. Looking then at Gloomweave with those sapphire orbs, she nods barely and closes her eyes a moment, softly, reassuring as to say be at ease, all is the way it should be. She turns again to Aetok, smiling barely with those soft roseate lips of her mother's of the Emperatriz and Death Mistress, a ghostly reflection of the other blonde, birdlike Arrancar from their mutual past.
        She spoke clear, soft but loud enough for all to know everything was as she had intended. "Have I not come speaking of family, unity, and solidarity. I bring a child of Irasci, my oldest brother, Gloomweaves companion in having reached that fables peak of Vasto Lorde. Both my elder brothers then, and all of my family here, sister and brother alike, including you Aetok, brother as well, rescued by mother, and Aalvar, Grandfather to many, by virtue of being in context, father to Dulcinea herself. Family. I ask that you take the place you are needed, as Muerte, not to replace our fallen sister, but take up that flag in your own right, to your strengths, and allow me to continue to lead and guide us all. I have not steered anyone wrong, or would you disagree? No, the truth is, if it was what I wished, you would have never lived long enough to sit upon the completed seat of our joined power, the Incarnations here. I need you now, your strength and sword, to take that place, in honor of the office and what it stands for."
        She looks to Kurotori and nods, and the large Adjuchas avian lifts up and lands carefully behind the throne seat, and then to Aetok. "Shisou nii-san is here to join us, properly, in a new office. Justiciero Encarnacion, the Judicator. To help me arbitrate amongst your equal ranks and voices, as you continue to trust and follow me my family." Gracia gestures to the seat with said title on it, for Shisou to take, and further prove that there is no need for tension.

         The eyes of Shisou would follow Aetok as he moved around. Any moment he was ready for a conflict to break out. He had doubted Gloomweave would have the intention of hurting Gracia in anyway. For now he would make sure he was close enough to come between any attacker and Gracia. Even as she speaks, he remains stoic in his stance. Then Gracia points to the seat with the title on it. Despite his willingness to start something, it had not been Gracia's goal to watch the forces of darkness destroyed in a blood bath. He would move to his seat and sit with a nod.

        Aetok is silent for another long while once Gracia has spoken; he is aware of the others tensing up around him as he circles the one they all seem to favour over himself, at least when it comes to following and leadership. He slowly walks around her once more, before his sword is slowly drawn from its sheath so that Aetok is holding, upside down, in his left hand. He smirks at her words, then chuckles. "I did not say you had misled us, my dear. I simply wanted to know if you intended to lead us yourself or if you had another one in mind to do so."
        Aetok turns to face her more directly, letting the tip of the sword rest upon the ground, moving his hand to rest on the tip of the hilt instead of gripping it. "Do not, however, assume that you would have been able to ruin us if that had been your intent. As you said, I held us together after Weiss was gone; before you came back, I was doing that, and I would have done so if you weren't on my side when you did show up again. I am glad you /were/ on my side, and I am not dissatisfied with how things went with your return, but do not presume to think that your presence was necessary for something to happen or that your opposition would have stopped it."
        Aetok takes a breath. "That said, however..." Aetok slowly kneels down to a knee, hand once again moving to grip the hilt of his sword. As he comes to a stop with his left knee on the ground and his right foot in front of him with his knee raised, he then bows his head. "I will admit that I did not enjoy myself as the leader of the group. Being near the top I have always wanted, but while I used to think I would want to lead, I've come to realize that I only wished that because I was tired of Weiss' idiocy. Just as I would have not truly ruled even if I took the Orden from Irasci, but instead been the second to Dulcinea's true command, I realize that I still would prefer to be near the top. And you are the one I would want to follow more than any other, for the same reason I would follow Dulcinea willingly and without question. You have enough of her good qualities, without her few flaws, that I think you will be the best leader we've yet had."

        The reactions of Rey and Gloom weren't looking very favorable to him. They were apparently expecting trouble, and being the weakest in here by far, this did not bode well for him. He holds his ground, fists clentching and unclentching repeatedly as he watches, poising himself to get into motion at a moment's notice, but motion to do what he still didn't know. The words and mention, all that was happening. It seemed like it might be alright and that everyone is just on edge because of the news, but perhaps it would turn into a battle for the right to rule. It's always so hard to say what would happen at any given time here. When Aetok kneels and offers servitude or however you woud=ld prefer to call it to Gracia, Vayu eases up visibly as it appears that the worst of it was already past. He listens to Aetok's words, glancing down at the empty throne next to him for a moment. He couldn't wait to tell Neku all about this strange turn of events now.

        Rey's tail casually wraps back around his waist as he closes his eyes and smiles still keeping his head upside down, having not bothered to right himself. The arrancar suddenyl had an urge for hot chocolate, but he doesn't move but speaks casually, " So the princess is now the goddess and the prince is the womans scorn while god becomes the goddess right hand man. " Rey sums up for all to hear wondering what the others will say. If it will be frowned or accept, if they would just disappear.

        When the little female arrancar met the vasto lordes eyes, it was only a brief moment, but it was more then enough to put the creature at ease completely. Whatever was going on was something she had chosen to have happen, and that was more then enough for Gloomweave. Quickly the on edge nature of the thing shifted, and its crouched position did as well. Moving back to its original seated position, the thing watched and listened curiously to the little empress as she explained why his fellow vasto lorde was here was well.
        It was strange to think Shisou would join, but he had learned already that Gracia could move mountains in her own special way. As Shisou moved to take his seat Gloomweave would grin more to himself then anyone else, curious to see how the long lone hollow would take to the new environment. When he had joined, even entering this building was hard, as his disliking of humanoid structures as a whole was always strong. This also confirmed that he no longer had to worry of his fellow hollow trying to kill his other sister Ilmeya.
        The idea did raise a few questions that would not leave the things mind, wondering is Shisatsu would follow behind his father and join. If that happened what would then Shi follow suit as well? The idea was indeed a important question, as if those two joined, the number of other hollow roaming the human world would raise exponentially as well. Gloomweave's thoughts were then interrupted when Aetok began to speak, and he listened carefully to each word. While the hollow did like the current leader, sharing a belief in terms of the balance, in the end the Dios was not considered one of his family just yet.
        Still his respect for the male greatly increased when he did not drive that sword into his apparent rival, but into the ground, and kneeling as well. With the last possibility of threat gone, Gloomweave would then close his eyes and listen intently.

        The small girl, would kneel with Aetok, and, wrap her small arms around him, turning her head to lay it on the top of his, an embrace of welcome, to a sure spot in the family, brother to them all. It is clear, the great meaning and measure of importance that this family of the Hueco race in it's hollow and arrancar branches has to her. For a few moments she holds this way, and then rises and waits, so he can take his seat. So what is Gracia now then in title, with no inscription on the throne itself, if anyone had noticed. Well that was to come. For now, it should remain sister, or princesa as some deferred, the name would come soon though, soon enough indeed. She giggles slightly and waits for Aetok to sit, before she moves up to sit herself, backing gently into the seat, and crossing her young legs, on atop the other, her hands folding in her lap. "Now then family, we have much to do. We have our delightful Quincy hunt, and of course you all have your divisions and responsibilities. Do not let it slip from your mind, that I wish the equal ground between my family of Encarnations, but the responsibility that comes with the autonomy granted, is that you will not fail me in your roles. Take a look at what you have been doing and focusing on recently, evaluate yourselves, and adjust as necessary. I know more than you think, I will not suffer traitors amongst us that would endanger us all, our family. Now, unless there are questions, you are all granted leave and dismissed, free to come and sit with me as you wish, when you wish, and we will meet again when I call for another family gathering. I do so love seeing my family after all. Now then... Questions, comments, Knock knock jokes?"

         Shisou would remain at his seat silent and continued to be without motion. Rey had caught on perfectly. This life would take some getting use to for old Shisou. If one really looked close, they would see the mouth of his mask slightly turned upwards in a grin.
Superbias (Kil)
Superbias (Kil)

        Aetok lets himself be hugged by Gracia, standing up as she stands up. He had noticed the lack of a name for his... well, now his former throne. He could identify it by its location, which is how he'd known to sit there, but now he finds the one labeled Muerte and sits upon it; he divides his focus at this point, partly paying attention to what those around him are saying so he can speak up if he feels the need to do so, while the other half of his attention is sorting in his mind how he wants to instill the terror of Death upon the enemies of the Incarnations, as well as who he might wish to have help him in the internal affairs and secret police part of being the Muerte.

        Rey watches the girl and then the others before he rolls out of the chair and stands up stretching for a moment. " So many things to talk about. I suppose I should fill in pride at the same time or first or something so the chain of command isn't broken and all that jazz. So please make sure to pencil me in with your new secretary. " With that Rey begins to move to the door whistling to himself. The monkey arrancar had a lot to think about it would seem.

        Everything seemed to be falling into place, and now in one swift motion it seemed as if familys strength had increased greatly. The words of his now leading little sister rang home for a moment In regards to to their duty's as Incarnations. Gloomweave would turn to look up at the hollow in the higher seats and remember what his own dutys were in regards to them. For a moment the hollow would remain motionless as he looked at them, before hissing softly and standing up as well. His enjoyment of tormenting Kynshin would have to wait, for he had an obligation to his own kind, and his leader.
        The hollow would move towards Gracia for a moment before tilting his head and briefly grinning. Then a brief signal from his spiritual pressure the vasto lorde would call the hollow above to join him as he left the room. His next destination would be the lower reaches of the fort, to gather all the hollow who he was responsible for. There was much training, much teaching to me done, and now the man-hollow planned to truly see it through.

        With the transition complete, and everyone at least in agreement with what transpired, and nary a drop of blood shed, Gracia smiles to herself, pleased. With this act she has wiped the world of Weiss' stain and the folly of his Espada experiment. The leader of the pack, of the pride can rise to the head, without coating the fields in the blood of the family. Now they can focus, and begin to feed their natures, moving on their prey, first taking out the weak, thinning the human and shinigami herd's at first, to feed and garner strength. Then they will take down the head's of other packs and prides, remove the strong, to show who rules, and who is superior in this hunt. Then the rest of the black robe and terminal flesh bags are but fenced cows with little more than some occasional sharp horns. Yes she was pleased, and now they would grow strong, and thin the herd of the Quincy. Mmmmmm... such delicious fruition to well laid plans. Her strong family would only grow.