Continued From: April 13, 2014 *Recap*
I'd be mistaken if I were looking for change. The people. The sand. The void-- none of it was subject to change in this world or the next.
"Lord Ulquiorra?" A low voice draped itself over my shoulder and turned me with an invisible hand. "Ulquiorra."
"Halibel." She pushed herself away from the wall and folded her arms across her chest. I did not have time to deal with her.
"Ulquiorra, you will listen." She thrust herself forward until she was inches from my face. I could pick out every imperfection in her face and the satisfaction of this brought me the rare sensation of home. Indeed, nothing had changed. "Ulquiorra- listen to me when I am talking to you!"
"You are not my equal or my superior-- ah, Halibel, where are your manners?" I caught her hand as it cut in an arc towards me.
"Listen to yourself! You arrogant fool. Do you think you can leave here in our most critical stage?" She ripped her hand out of my grasp but did not back down. Was this the same silent, reserved Halibel? "Do not think things can be the same as they were, 4th espada." She hissed. Our eyes remained locked even as we drew back from one another and resumed an appropriate distance.
"You have obviously mistaken me for another of your consorts, 5th seat. Evidently Aizen did not create us equal." I was about to slap her for her insolence-established espada or not- when I was stopped. Halibel apprehended my hand and broke three of the fingers before flinging it back in my face with such force.
"Apparently not, Ulquiorra." Like a woman gorged on her own ego, Halibel turned her back and strode away. I smiled when I was alone. This was a small repercussion of my long awaited return.
I, Ulquiorra Schiffer, would not get angry. I would get even.
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Continued in: http://www.theotaku.com/worlds/perfect_being/view/328369/lights%2C_camera..._action%3F/
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