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"Now, now, Banira, was that really necessary? Heh." He snickered, then kept on walking through the void, a tunnel of blue reiatsu forming around him as he walked. "But I'm really glad to hear it... princess." He laughed again, then got ready to dodge in case he had to. He couldn't help it, acting like that, it was just too much fun to pass up.
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Grimmjow's smirk was long-gone, a stupefied look on his face. He knew the kid had no chance fighting him, but he knew that his sister wasn't bluffing about being able remove his Vasto Lorde ranking. Rumors had spread about her father having given her that ability. No way was Grimmjow letting her do that. He hunched over defeatedly, eyes shadowed by his long hair, and momentarily allowed his dignity to be trampled. "Damn it... Fine!" He shouted begrudgingly, then turned around so she could latch onto his back.
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"Here we are!" She sat down after she set Miedoso on his feet. "It's beautiful up here." She gazed out at the sands of Hueco Mundo, which was being softly illuminated by the moon.
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Miedoso didn't protest this time when Banira picked him up, seeing as it would have been useless anyway. She used a Sonido, and they were up on the roof of Las Noches in no time. She set him down, his hair and robes ruffled from the speed of her Sonido. Realizing what he looked like, Miedoso lifted a finger as if he were about to say something important, then spun around so he was no longer facing Banira, quickly sorting his robes out and then pushing his hair back into place, then spun back around to face Banira, sitting down now. She commented on the view, and Miedoso walked over and stood next to her, looking in the same direction as her.
"Yes, it is." The moon illuminated his eyes, causing the bright hazel color to seem to shine. "Lady Banira, you know Lord Ulquiorra's aspect of death, don't you?" He was sure she did, but he went on anyway. "Emptiness." He folded his hands behind his back, "No matter what he has done, no matter what anyone else has done, he has remained empty." Miedoso's voice took on an admiring tone, "But maybe that's because everyone gives up on him, maybe no one has ever gone far enough to fill him." He looked at her, thinking of when Asun had recruited him, the first of his Fracciónes. Asun had been like Banira, except he had never given up on Miedoso, and himself had been like Ulquiorra, unwilling, unable, to accept there was more than sorrow in the world. Miedoso shook his head at the stupidity of the thought, comparing himself to Ulquiorra. "I think, in time, you can do it Lady Banira. He is lucky to have someone like you." Miedoso's face turned red, had he really just said that? He turned away from her, eyes wide. His composure seemed like it simply disintegrated because of her. Damn!
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