To much pacing

Longmaul paced back and forwards she was more or less locked in this room and her hunger was growing what ever was needed of her better happen soon or she would fade away, she needed to souls to exist the could feel the ones coming from the Menos Forest and wished she was there to devour them. Longmaul pondered why she was here what was she needed for and what did that Shinigami stop her before she could feast on that captains soul she hoped all her questions would be answered soon any longer and she would have to take action and go looking for souls to sustain herself. She was more than willing to hear this Niamo or who ever out, she had never even heard of him but that was down to her choosing to live alone within the forest.

It was cold, so very cold. A man's worst enemy; this frost froze anything it touched, bringing any creature to its knees. It took shape and formed a part that seemed to be beating, but at the same time, not. It was alive, just like the person was; but it help no shred of humanity. It was a quiet part of what people called a monster, a man who knew nothing but despair and pain. it wailed loudly, a ringing inside his ears that never went away. It was said that this was the reason why he turned his back on loyalty and life, but really; they knew nothing. No, this little organ of his had nothing to do with his plot. Nothing at all. It was merely a part of his body that traveled with him to this second life.

The man who had taken over the name of 'monster' walked soundly down the corridor, the clicking of his shoes on the concrete a constant sound that didn't falter. It was strong and confident and every step led him closer to his destination. He wasn't too interested in where he was going, so the raven head's pace was slow and relaxed, barely quicker than a snail. It was not that the man thought Haburi had poor taste, but Niamo at the moment was pre-occupied with something else. It also stung his ego that this Vasto Lorde didn't know who he was, not that it would effect his thinking however. He knew beggars couldn't be choosers and if she was at least capable to withstand him and had some potential then he wouldn't kill her.

His lips curling into a small smile that held a hint of malice he opened the door to the room Haburi had directed him to and without a word, he shut it behind him, barely making a sound. Seeing the pacing creature, he let out a sigh, his voice monotoned, "What a waste of energy."

Longmaul spun around at the sound of the voice to see a man with a disapproving look in his face not that she bothered, she guessed this was the Niamo she had heard of recently, she could tell from a glance that he meant business, and she could smell his soul it was one that had lasted the ages like her,She was commanded by no-one but by his orders she was here,in las Noches, She shuffled a little stopping her pacing to face him properly and grinned.

"I take it you Niamo then" her voice a low growl "You have summoned me here for a reason unknown to me and you call me a waste of energy" he tail swung back and forth behind her her grin faded replaced by a scowl of sorts,How could she the Strongest of the Hollow the most powerful Vasto Lorde be a waste of energy she wanted to kill him there and then but she knew better an offer of power was not taken lightly something she had learned over the last 400 odd years of her existance, a grin once again crossed her face "So are you just going to stand there Sir or do i have to guess the reason i was brought here" there was a slight hint of sarcasm in the sir part and she knew he had heard it but alas she had to show him she was not weak, but out of respect she managed a slight bow, her tail still swinging from side to side.

"You don't understand the power I control..."
A whisper of wind blew by her ear as he spoke, Niamo having flash stepped behind her without her knowledge. The tip of his zanpakuto was placed percariously close to the top of her head, the pressure chipping away at the mask. He moved as gracefully as a dancer, his position switching so swiftly that to have noted the motion was near impossible. Smiling slighty, he released a small portion of his reitsu, the sheer force of it knocking the Vasto Lorde breathless. The raven was not here to be insulted or prodded at by an arrogant not to mention ignorant being. If they wished to live, they would figure out their rank or he would gladly show it to them.

He was above this creature who seemed so sure of themselves. If the Vasto Lorde wasn't as cocky, maybe Niamo would have had a reason to slaughter it. Although he hated arrogance, he disliked whimpy panies even more and this little Hollow wasn't even close to needy. But that was merely a first impression which he could alter later on down the path. "Do not test my patience Hollow, or you will find yourself in another life." Pulling back, he sheathed his zanpakuto and stepped away, setting himself elegantly down in a chair placed on the far wall. The room was small and bare, a weak light flickering from the candle's flame illuminating the room.

"Now please," he murmured, his voice quiet and soothing, "Make yourself comfortable before we continue."

Longmaul pulled herself to her feet anger crossed her face but she knew this Niamo was powerful far more powerful than her. she did as she was told for the first time ever she sat on one of the bedsas best she could. She had to fight the unsaciable urge to attack and devour a hollows primal instincts for she knew if she tried her life would end here and she would never get the power she wished for. After sitting down to looked to Niamo's cold face she wouldn't admit it but she liked him and his attitude he was cold hard a ruthless just what she liked in a warrior and a leader.

She bowed her head and prepaired for what ever was going to happen next either she was going to loose her life or gain that which she so desired.

Very emotional and hot-headed... he thought quietly to himself, the lean fingers of his steepling together to create an awkward triangle. This was a well known position for the man who created chaos in his wake but as he lounged in the chair confidently and resembling one in deep relaxation, Niamo tilted his head to the side, causing a flow of dark bangs to fall into his eyes. He let them impair his vision, knowing that this Hollow could do nothing to him. Patiently, he waited for the woman to make herself comfortable before he continued, his lips moving slowly. His voice was soft and melodic, seeming like something that would belong to a singer or one of god's angels but that was not the case.

"Longmaul," he murmured, causing the hollow to lean in to hear what he was saying, "I have an interesting proposition for you... Of course.. it also comes with a price." Smiling slightly, his lips curving upward in a boyish motion, he continued, "What i wish to give you is something of a gift.. Power. it is something you so desire that i can give you... for only your constant services..."

Longmaul leaned forward and almost fell over,he was willing to give her what she wanted the power she wanted plus constant service wasn't to big a price to pay, she had never served anyone before but for power she would do anything even if it included destroying herself to be reborn. Longmaul nodded stood up and dropped to one knee

"I am at you servise Niamo-Sama" she said very sincearly, since being in las noches she had felt power like none she had ever felt before reitsu that could easily be the strongest of all and she wanted to be a part of it, As long as some sort of destruction followed then she had no problem with having a master and she would happily be rid of this hunger that drove her insane

A slow, sensual smile made its way to his lips, curving them upward. The Cheshire Cat expression pulled at his mouth until he revealed the pearly white colour of his straightened teeth. They glimmered in the moon light, creating an eerie plane of shadows that covered his face and accentuated his closed eyes. For a moment, he just sat; his body still, head leaning into the palm of his hand which was propped up by the arm of the chair. He was laughing quietly, the pitch of his voice nearing one of insanity before his golden orbs snapped opened, the masochistic that he was appearing fully in the glint of light. The laughter rose to a new height, becoming louder and more joyful, bouncing off the beams of the ceiling, echoing in the tiny, darkened room that was sparsely furnished.

Continuing to grin, the chuckles slowly died down into nothing. Looking Longmaul in the eye, his head pulled itself off from his hand nearly bonelessly, its body moving around, brokenly. His plan was beginning to form, Niamo knew and soon; things would begin to be looking in his favour. He was lacking in his Espada, the poor creatures finding themselves getting killed off more quickly then he thought they would. They were foolish, he had concluded. Ignoring his orders to be patient and wait, and instead heading into Soul Society without a clue. He would show them however, that having free rein under his rule was not allowed. He would squash them, break their souls and make them fear. There was no room for treason or mistakes...

Following his neck's motion, the raven head stood, his body rising like a ragdoll. It swayed slightly before the muscles tightened up and his back straightened, his face smiling and head once again cocked to the side. The sinister look had left his eyes and as he gained his footing, closing the distance between him and the Vasto Lorde, a sweet; kind of nurturing look filled his face, taking over his features. he knelt down before the kneeling Hollow and with a smile, he placed his hand on the creature's shoulder, his voice husky, "I accept your act of servitude, Longmaul Razor. I am pleased to see you join the ranks of Arrancar. But for now, you must wait; for the creation I need to commit such an act is still in creation... Patience.. is what i ask of you."

Longmaul nodded and stood back up "Thank you and you will not regret this, but if it is not to much i have one single request, i must feast of my hunger will destroy me, let me venture into forest to feed for i promise i will return to you" Longmaul grinned not a wicked grin but a sincear one if a sincear grin was possible from a hollow. This were finally working for Longmaul her ambitions of true power were coming true, although she knew very little of what arrancar were she knew enough information to know they were Powerful beings.

Longmaul once again strode across the room and stared out the window. "You have my patience and my servitude and i hope i will not let you down Niamo-sama" Longmaul then cackled thing would good smoothly from here.