Cries of Ciguapas [Closed]

The tortured screetches of hollows echoed through the air as they fought amongst eachother, unbeknownst of the fact they were being watch by a pair of glistening green eyes. Sitting in the railing of the balcony underneathe a synthetic sun was a certain curious espada, her feet kicking high up and down out into the air. each time the backs of her heals left small chips in the rails supporting her. "They sound just like those jealous, crying ciguapas. Really they're just as unsightly as those backward footed women too~" Rou giggled to herself, mocking the monsters she was watching. Her laughter was short lived though as she let out a long, whining sigh, crossing her arms over her chest, her long sleeves of her white jacket whipping around her torso when she did.

"Its so not fair" for what seemed an eternity she had been waiting to become a hero known throughout not only Hueco Mundo but all the other worlds as well, those of humans and shinigami. Patience was not a virtue the blonde arrancar had and if heroes weren't supposed to be loyal and honest she would have run off weeks ago, well off with the power she had been given in return for her agreement to fight as an Espada under their lord. Not that she would give up such a perfect setting though. Rou was just like and old time night, trusted by the king, able to slay any beast that came her way, saving the day and gaining fame as a strong warrior with a thousand books worth of tales of adventure and suspense.

Out of the blue a roar louder than all those previous reached her ears, drawing her attention out of her pout and back to the hollows, or rather hollow. "Sounds like the ciguapa doesn't have to be jealous anymore~" she noted in a sing song voice. Rou threw herself back off the railing, her hands catching her as they touched the bacony floor, leaving her in a perfectly straight handstand. Some how she didn't fall with the slickness her sleeves added nor the way her hair seemed to be tucked under her palms. All the while she was humming to herself, flicking her feet to the rythem she had set. Following her beat she twirled around on her hands with more grace than others had just using their feet. Rou knew that anyone else that walked out there and saw her would probably be put off by such a strange display but she couldn't care less. The tercer was too caught up in her own made up melody as she finish a large cirlcle dancing around the balcony, effectively dirtying her unkept long hair even more than it had been as it trailed behind her, working much like a broom.

After making her rounds a few more times the espada found herself in a lack of entertainment once more. With the slight swing of her legs her perfect balance was knocked off and with that she fell onto her back with a quiet thud as she crossed her arms behind her head, lying upon a mess of twisted hair. Rou stared up into the fake blue sky that further set Lss Noches apart from the rest of Hueco Mundo, like a pure, holy castle surrounded by dark lands of evil. One could have mistaken her for being dead if they did not look close enough. Her eyes were unblinking and blank from her zoning out. The only movement the rest of her body made was the movement of her chest with each thin breath she took.

Seemingingly out of nowhere though she had pushed up into the air, gracefully laning on her feet. The blonde arrancar looked dazzled, her eyes sparkling almost as much as the wide smile that overtook her. Rou was still staring up at the sky, at what must have been invisible to all other nonhero arrancar. In her own imaginative mind though she saw a terrifying dragon, its black scales jagged, red eyes glowing with power, teeth off-white with the stains of blood, its horns sharpened to a point just as the spikes at the end of its storng looking tail.

"Hey! Stop right there!" she shouted into the empty air, placing her hands on her hips and pushing out her chest in a notable hero type pose. Though despite her obvious show it seemed the dragon had not listened as her eyes followed it into the distance over the darkness covered sands. "I see. Running away." the girl smirked, crouching down just slightly, her eyes deadlocked on the invisible thing in the sky. "Smart choice. But it will do you no good foul beast" whispering those words to herself she launched herself into the air, disappearing in a flash and leaving behind a cracked floor in the balcony where she had stood before. The next sight of her was a vague one in the distance as she chased after the evil, nonexistent dragon she was so set on destroying to save Las Noches. Following it into the desert that would become its burial ground.