Defying the Primera

Pereza walked towards his chambers, feeling comfortable back in his own palace. He didn't like leaving it much; it made him feel...uncomfortable, like he didn't have a shell. At any rate, it felt good to be back.

He opened the door to his quarters and collapsed onto his huge bed, putting his hands behind his head as he stared at the undecorated ceiling and thinking about the Espada meeting and his encounter with the Sexta. He ran the conversations through his mind again, contemplating what had been said and what he had heard. And he came to the conclusion that...he didn't really care. Whatver Lasconni's doing doesn't concern me. Well... I guess I could keep an eye on her, but... Pereza yawned. Ginbara seems to be doing a pretty good job at it already. He doesn't need my help.

Slowly nodding as if he was agreeing with himself, Pereza fluffed his pillows and drifted off to sleep, hoping that he won't be as moody the next time he wakes up.

Denzeru sparked an interest in the new foes that appeared. He wanted to see them in action seeing that fighting them will be fun, and probably life threatening. The thrill made him shiver once again. He couldn’t stand around anymore! So he figured that the Primera would let him go on reconnaissance duty.

He thought of many ways to approach the Primera on this subject, but was at a standstill. The Primera know of his reckless behavior, and how it could come out if Denzeru got too excited. “So many ways to approach, but not one guarantee…” Denzeru said. He slowly approached towards the throne room, still thinking on how to approach.

He smiled as the female Espada approached him. So seductive and impressive was her appearance that he lowered his book so as to look her. But even beauty was one of the many things that couldn't easily move the Primera. And only for a moment he saw her godly appearance and lifted up his book again.

"The thoughts of the Primera were formed to belong only to himself, my dear Lasconni. Do you have anything else to ask?" he said with a broad smile, his voice bearing a tone of elegance and mystery at the same time.

Bringing his thumb and the rest of his hand's fingers closely to each other, he closed his book in a dashing motion. Throwing it scantly on the table, his gaze crossing that of Las's, he made himself comfortable by leaning his back against his chair.

((It has been almost a week and no one has replied to this. Unless you wanna see some motion going in the Arrancar RP, we will have to close this topic. I am not allowed to make a new one until this is done for good))

Well considering that Lasconni's creator is probably still with his mother who was in a bad car accident, I think we can give him a little leeway on this. I mean those are events FAR beyond his control.

Or you could just close it and have Lasconni talk to the Primera in a different topic.

I prefer the second one. I close this topic and thus set in motion the Arrancar RP.