As Akir closed the file on him, Aymuharu returned to the window he entered from. Looking out the window, Aymuharu searched his mind on the meaning of his file loaded onto the data grid set up by the Soul Society. Maybe they were labeling potential enemies after the fall of the Soul Society and the rise of their Underground. Either way, someone uploaded his file into the system and he didn't want it there. He hated being watched over and being analyzed; thank goodness they didn't have anything except pictures. Barely paying attention to the others in the room, he barely heard Akir's question on communications. Before he could reply, he was interrupted by Midnight with her "Hollow" phone.
"Rather rude creature Aym, then again, most Hollows are..." the voice said.
Laughing under his breath, Aymuharu agreed with his inner "Hollow" counterpart. Most Hollows were arrogant, selfish, and insane. It really didn't matter to him though, being a Vizard, Aymuharu got use to his inner "Hollow" being that way. When you have to train to learn control over it, you must confront it and deal with its actions. Aymuharu's inner "Hollow," was a narcissus with a bloodlust equaled to an enraged cannibal. However, his stronger will took the spirit and harnessed it to his control. As soon as Midnight and the other Shimigami finished their turns speaking; Aymuharu sighed and spoke his turn.
"The other Vizards disappeared after the sacking of the Soul Society by Aizen, in turn I have none to call upon... Communication wise, I have nothing. I have a hightened sense on spirit pressure, which allows me to track Shimigami and Hollows."
The man who is really serious, with the urge to find out what truth is, has no style at all. He lives only in what is. ~Bruce Lee Philosphy~