The huntress is out on the prowl~ [Closed]

He'd been watching her the entire time. He had run through the white sand after her. His purple scarf flapped like a flag behind the racing arrancar, smacking against sand his feet kicked up. His single visible eye was fixed on the espada that ran before him, tranfixed on all of her movements. Thye were beautiful. Perfect. Deadly. As expected of his beloved. Even as she was taking down prey Arcelia was hard to keep up with, though Taito had been following her this entire way. He had to keep an eye on his Dear Master afterall. He could never know what scum she might lay her eyes upon out here in the colorless desert. He shuddered at the very thought, having to hug his arms around himself to keep down a frustrated growl. He'd end anybody that dared take her attention, even lowly hollows out here. The espada had taken care of any of those jobs though, cutting them down herself as if she knew. It warmed his heart.

His sprint died down to a gentle walk as he neared where Arcelia was sitting, his arms falling bacl to his sides with a bit of effort. Taito stopped when he reached her side, looking down at her, his eyes glowing with a happiness that could hardly be considered sane. "Unsatisfied, Master?" he asked, his smile widen and showing off sharp canines. Turning on his heels he fell to the sand a few feet infront of her, resting on his knees. "Those worthless weaklings were hardly worth you even lifting a finger to acknowlege them, right?" his voice was trembling with disgust and hatred, as was his short-lived laugh that followed. The purple haired male asked the question but it seemed more like a statement. One of how he trully felt. Surely 'Master' saw things just the same way as himself.

Again he became happy just thinking such things were true. As he often did in those time he grit his teeth together, smiling even wider, and reached into his jacket pocket. He scraped his finger tips against something sharp there, the pointed end of he precious ice pick. The fraccion suppressed a pleased noise as it slipped past the layer of skin, causing something warm to slip down his over his fingers. He pulled his hand out before that warm substance could leave a red stain within his clothes though, holding his hand in a fist against the sand. His violet eye stayed locked on his master, watching her face for any reaction of approval or disapproval. Anything would do. So long as she'd look to him.

The moment his most important person looked his way, Taito smiled with great force upon his teeth. Those mismatched eyes sent a rush right through his chest every time he had the pleasure of their attention. It was at those times he remembered just why he had killed his comrades and petrified all the others. All for her and his most perfect Arcelia was most understanding, perhaps even proud and happy he did such things. She wasn't like other arrancar who frowned upon him for his...eccentric methods. At least those were the thoughts he had on the manner. And just like how he clung to his 'master', he clung onto his own ideas.

"That's true, strong Master" he inched closer to her in the sand, leaning forward trying to close some space between them. "Even other espada would hardly be worth your time. You're far above them in every way. They don't deserve your attention. Any who dare demand such a thing should be killed, no, they should suffer. You stay away. I'll take care of it." Taito was growling soon enough and yet he went on rambling, shaking with annoyance, not realizing he had been speaking out loud until he bit his tongue. With that pleasurable surprising pain he became quiet, his face becoming blank for a moment. He usually did his best to keep his audible words mild. A slight blush rose to his pale cheeks and he opted to hide the lower half of his face into the confines of his purple scarf. Beneath it though his smile returned with a dark aura. If this was his master she'd understand just like always.

"The human world?" at this he raised his head, looking even more appalled than before. "Sure the sins and some others are there and maybe some shinigami to crush...but..." it was still the human world, a place he never liked. It had always been filled with weaklings far below even fresh hollows who had no clue. "If you wanted to go I mean I'd go with you" his words of course code for 'Don't you dare think you can go without me.' He scooted forward even more, his knees now just a few inches from her feet. He had leaned farther forward, and it seemed like it'd be too easy for him to simply fall over, balancing on just he knees on the unstable sand. Arcelia's knees would have been easy supporters but he wouldn't think of touching her. It was a strange rule he had set for himself. His violet eyes were wide with curiosity as to what she would do. She couldn't possibly be serious.

With a blink of an eye a large form of a brute of a man would appear almost half a mile out from the two. He wore a white sleevles vest that was unbotton showing his extremly upper toned body. His baggy white pants blowing within the wind softly like his short black spiky hair. Within his right hand was a massive broadsword that curved like the fang of a snake an it even had in big letters that say fang along the blade. The broadsword rested upon his right shoulder as he carried it like it was nothing more then a feather to him. Walking slowly towards them it would be easy for any Espada to tell by the large spirtual pressure that he produced that it was the 3rd Espadas Fraccion known as Karis.

His blood red eyes gazed at them as he grew closer an closer to them by the seconds. After just minutes he had reached 20 feet away from them an stopped as his feet slightly sank in the sand due to his own weight. Looking towards the espada he would slightly bow an then stand straight up once more. "We have been summoned by our lord to gether within the Throne Room for a meeting." For a large brute of a man is voice seemed soft even though it was very deep. Turning away from them once more he would begin to walk away from them not waiting for a reply. Taking just 3 steps he would sonido away causing some sand to burst up from his speed. Vanishing he would head back to Las Noachs.

Taito put on a half frown as his master looked over to him. Honestly he didn't know of anything that would shun her boredom in Hueco Mundo. Just looking around it was easy to tell how correct she was. Everything, or mostly so, was...well dead as she had stated. Unlike the barren desert, he could only imagine the happenings in the human world that would please Arcelia's need for something beyond the dullness she was left to here. That of course didn't change his mind about the place in the least bit.

Just as he was about to spout some random nonsense about ideas, Taito detected another prescence. "Tch. What does he want...?" He clenched his teeth and turned his violet eyes to the place where Karis appeared. His eyes narrowed in on the man that was much larger than himself. How dare he come out here where he and Arcelia were alone to themselves, much the way he liked it. His glare stayed fixed on the other arrancar and he didn't do a thing to try and hide it, only making it stand out more as he scowled the man way. However he couldn't help but to blink at the timing of the man's arrival, just when they had been speaking of their lord's actions, or lack there of. His glare returned just as quickly, his hands closing into fists which he hid within his lap. Taito watched the man go, letting his body relax as he vanished as his spiritual pressure did as well seconds later. He was alone with his beloved master once again, which cause the smallest of smiles to replace his grimace as his features softened.

"I suppose a trip will have to wait til later, Master" The scarred arrancar looked back to Arcelia, giving a slight shrug of his thin shoulders. On one hand he was glad not to be going to the Human world where Arcelia would be focused on everything but him, but then again a meeting with all the espada wasn't much of a better situation. His face seemed to darken at this realization and he turn his head and mutter a few curses under his breath in a small growl as he got up to his feet. "It can't be helped.." Taito offered his hand to his master to assist her in getting up, one of the few times he would allow himself to ever touch her. The smile he wore now was all but genuine, an underlying meaning plastered over it. 'You look at anyone in that room for more than a second and I'll never forgive you. You'll pay for it dearly' In his other hand he flipped his bloodied icepick in his hand. He knew very well he couldn't really do anything but some part inside his mind screamed for him to get that message across. Master was his afterall.