Post by Cole on Oct 30, 2022 10:40:30 GMT -5
For whatever reason, the voices of his blade began increasing in volume shortly after he mentioned Nezuel again. Low murmuring that always lurk in the back of his head turned to incoherent screaming. Loud enough that it was nearly painful, and he missed the Vice Captain’s answer to his options.
It faded nearly as quickly as it had come, but apparently it was clear to the man sitting across from him that something had happened. Or maybe the man had finally had enough of being close to his strange aura and just wanted to get back to whatever he was doing, ”No…no, I am fine. My zanpakuto is just acting up again. Still trying to puzzle out the mystery of this blade.”
The rookie glanced over his shoulder at the handle of the weapon, shook his head, as near as he could tell, he wasn’t making hardly any progress with it. Nonetheless, he stood up slowly, it seemed he was being dismissed as politely as Muimina could manage without just ordering him to leave. He hadn't really gotten a clear answer though, or maybe he had and his zanpakuto had just drowned it out, ”Though, I must apologize and ask you to repeat yourself. Did you want me to make a tracking device for you, or contact the Arrancar myself and arrange a time for us to meet?”
Cole pulled out his spiritual phone and nodded at the man as he collected his things, ”Either way, this matter shouldn’t go through messengers, and it may be best if we had a method of direct contact.”
It faded nearly as quickly as it had come, but apparently it was clear to the man sitting across from him that something had happened. Or maybe the man had finally had enough of being close to his strange aura and just wanted to get back to whatever he was doing, ”No…no, I am fine. My zanpakuto is just acting up again. Still trying to puzzle out the mystery of this blade.”
The rookie glanced over his shoulder at the handle of the weapon, shook his head, as near as he could tell, he wasn’t making hardly any progress with it. Nonetheless, he stood up slowly, it seemed he was being dismissed as politely as Muimina could manage without just ordering him to leave. He hadn't really gotten a clear answer though, or maybe he had and his zanpakuto had just drowned it out, ”Though, I must apologize and ask you to repeat yourself. Did you want me to make a tracking device for you, or contact the Arrancar myself and arrange a time for us to meet?”
Cole pulled out his spiritual phone and nodded at the man as he collected his things, ”Either way, this matter shouldn’t go through messengers, and it may be best if we had a method of direct contact.”
