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[lucifer on the other hand, had been debating getting a job for a while now. she was furniture, she needed something to do in order to feel useful! she didn't exactly need money either, she just... needed to serve someone...

but alas, no one was really worthy enough for someone as amazing as her. lucifer, as usual, would not allow anyone beneath her to order her around, her pride would simply not allow it.

however today she was by the mall, looking at the structure with curiosity. she had been window shopping this entire time, but.. didn't really have any money to buy anything... either way! she was just outside of the strip mall by now, floating in mid-air as she looked at the building with curiosity.

she felt a particular pair of eyes on her- and she turned to see a tall man with striking blue hair.

...ah.... he looked... really strong...]

Wha-.... what do you want? [keep it together lucifer!!] ...if you're going to stare like that, then out with it already...!

[ Unlike her, Grimmjow didn’t have a desire to serve anyone, not anymore. He was happy to be on his own without the rest of the Espada or that jackass Aizen here.

There had been a small moment of surprise when he spotted her. Grimmjow didn’t know what he expected, that’s all he could really think as he stared at the floating girl. She was the source that he had been hoping to find, but she didn’t even look strong. Yeah, she wasn’t human. At least, she didn’t feel like she was. ]

I came here trying to find out who the strange Reiatsu belongs to. I thought it would belong to someone more impressive looking than a little shit like you. [She didn’t look or feel intimidating in the least, though looks could always be deceiving. Still, It was almost kind of a disappointment. He moved closer to her to get a better look. ]

What did you just....!

[her pride was seriously being hurt right about now.

she turned to face him fully, still floating in the air, but instead she crossed her arms over her chest as she talked to him.]

You will address me as Lucifer, nothing more! I will not allow someone to simply talk to me as they please, you worthless fool...!

[she was pretending to act tough but she was actually pretty scared of him... he just seemed so strong.]

[Grimmjow almost wanted to laugh. Was she trying to look tough? Because he was finding it difficult to be terrified of her.]

I will call you whatever the hell I want. [But her name was Lucifer? That was strange. He remembered Lucifer fucked up this place a while back. But that Lucifer was a guy, as far as he knew. He stopped just in front of her, his gaze trained on her.]

And if you think you can tell me what to do or call me whatever the hell you want, you better be able to do something more than run your mouth.

[...oh god no he wasn't backing down.

but when he walked closer they were staring at each other right in the eyes, all because she was floating so they were at the same level. if she were on the ground, she knew she would hardly come up to his chin.

her eyes narrowed at his statement, and she lifted her chin a bit to look down on him some more.]

Keep talking, you child, and I'll have no choice but to cut into you! Aahh-... that sounds like a rather good plan, actually! I have had enough of this place already- you have caught me in the worst possible mood!

[You know, it had been a long time since someone threatened him. It had also been just as long since he had to draw Pantera from its sheathe. So either this girl was actually strong and would give him a good fight or he’d easily put her in her place. Even if the former happened, he still assumed he would end kicking her ass.]

So you think you can actually manage that? [He says before suddenly exerting his spiritual pressure over the area. His eyes take on a more predatory look as he sizes her up.]

[this... this pressure....!

as soon as he exerted his spiritual pressure, she knew that she was outmatched. he was definitely stronger than her, there was no doubt about it! however.... to admit that already... she can't... she can't accept that!

kuh...! she landed now, taking a few steps away from him. she brought her hand in front of herself, that purple lotus materializing as she prepared herself for battle.]

I know I will not lose to someone like you-!

[The regular humans unfortunate enough to be in the area were feeling it too, and they weren’t taking being within it anywhere near as good as she way. Grimmjow looked over the weapon that formed as she prepared to fight. That was interesting, he didn’t know what kind of threat it posed, but he’d find out soon enough.

He utilizes Sonido to close the distance between the two of them in a flash. The moment he appears, he quickly snaps out his right hand to grab her by the neck. ]

[so fast-! what had she gotten herself into...?! the other sisters might be able to put up a better fight against him, actually, since while she was skilled in fighting, she didn't exactly excel in much of anything...

aahh.... this was so useless, but her pride wouldn't allow her to give up!

when he suddenly re-appeared before her, she gasped slightly before going on the defensive. when he tried to reach out for her, she disappeared in a burst of golden butterflies. when she appeared again she was above him, now descending quickly with her lotus moving to slash at him vertically.]

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[Grimmjow just ended up grasping air when she disappeared. He made a small annoyed sound as he was denied her neck. He could completely understand pride not letting you give up. His own pride wouldn’t let him quick in the middle of a fight either, unless he was force to.

His gaze shifted up to her as she reappeared above him and attacked. It was time to see just how tough that weapon was. He simply held up his forearm to block the blade. He’s blocked Shinigami blades before, thanks to his Arrancar granted abilities. Whether the blade managed to cut into his skin or not, he threw an attack with his free arm, sending a punch right toward her stomach.]

[due to just how arrogant she was, she didn't foresee her losing right away. actually, she thought she was going to win with how much pride she had, despite how clearly powerful he was. she had figured this would end badly, but after she dodged that grab of his her arrogance only rose. maybe she can win this, maybe she can defeat this mighty opponent! she is the eldest sister, after all.

she laughed a bit now, especially because that lotus of hers did cut into his skin. it wasn't extremely deep, but it was enough to bleed. she was about to laugh some more and gloat when she actually felt him land a hit to her stomach. it was hard, such a hard hit, and she let out a pained sound. she was completely winded from that, and she ended up falling to the ground immediately.

she gasped, she coughed, and she held her stomach while trying to even breathe again.]

Guh....! A... ahhhghh...! [she was totally defeated and they had barely started. how humiliating-! it was so embarrassing that she felt a blush rush to her face, tears even pricked at her eyes.]

I...I'm...! Gugghh.... not done... yet! [she managed to choke those words out as she tried to stand back up, all because her pride wouldn't let her be defeated so quickly.]

[Grimmjow could feel the blade bite into his skin, though it didn’t cause him to flinch or pull back or anything. He’d suffered far worse than that. He’d lost his entire arm before. This in comparison to that, was just a scratch. He shifted his gaze to the blood trickling from the wound as she feel to the ground. Then he turned his gaze back to her. One punch and she was down. His own weapon still sat sheathed, and she still thought she had a chance against him?]

Tch. You just don’t know when to give up, do you? You couldn’t take one fucking punch after all of that boasting. [He helped her up..by actually reaching down and picking her up by her neck. He pinned her against a nearby wall.] This wasn’t even a warm up for me. You can’t be such a dumbshit that you don’t realize how simple it’d be for me to kill you right here.

[another gasp left her as soon as he picked her up by her neck. she couldn't even say anything, simply groan from the pain and yelp when he suddenly pinned her up against the wall. no... no no no! how could she be defeated yet again?! she had become far more red in the face, her blush growing the more he caused her pain.

it was just so embarrassing...! she was being humiliated and she could barely stand it...!!

lucifer's nails clawed at his arm, attempting to get him to let go. it was no use, his grip was absolute. he held her very life in his hands, and she felt a surge of fear run through her.]

P... please....! [she managed to say that much, but she doubted she could say anymore like this.]

[His grip tightens a bit more as if he is actually going to end her life. It really would be simple, and she would hardly be the first person he ever killed. Then again, what as the point? She was defeated and posed him no threat. He sneered a little and decided against killing her. He let go of her so she could drop back to the ground or onto her feet if she had the power to stand.]

Killing you isn’t worth the energy that it would take to do it. [He was letting her live this time around. She could consider that a gift and take pride in being given it. Because Grimmjow doesn’t give gifts ever.]

[she felt his grip tighten and she frantically dug her nails further into his skin. her nails weren't enough to break skin, but even so he would be able to feel how desperate she is. a tear slipped down her cheek, she really was going to die...!!

and then he suddenly released her.

she fell to her knees, a hand grasping at her neck as she coughed and breathed hard thanks to just how close she was to sudden death. she listened to him speak and knew that she had been spared.... and she was grateful for it-... however...]

Kuh....! Haahh...! U.... unforgivable...! H-how could I...! [how could someone like her lose! she had been so sure she could win, there was no way she could lose...!!] I... I won't...!

[actually she couldn't get the rest of her words out, she just felt herself start crying even more. she was here all alone without her sisters and without a master... she had no purpose as furniture- even if others told her it was a good thing. without someone to serve... she really had no pride in herself as furniture.]

Wa... waaauugghh..!

[Her reaction to his hand as it had tightened didn't go unnoticed. She must have feared that he decided to kill her instead of releasing her. She was lucky that that wasn't the case.

She'd lost before the fight had even started. Maybe her pride stopped her from realizing that. But she was being allowed to live. She should at least be happy about that fact.

However, she clearly wasn't. Was she actually crying? He probably really looked like a bully for beating up on someone that could be brought to tears so easily. He made another annoyed sound before reaching out and grabbing her by her hair. He forced her to tilt her head back and look up to him.]

Oi! Quit your damn crying! You lost, get over it. [Says a man who couldn't let go of a defeat either. Though his reaction to a defeat is more ragey. ]

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[she gasped when he suddenly grabbed her hair, forcing her to tilt her head back and look up at her abuser. she kept her eyes closed, trembling both out of shame and absolute anger. she... lost...! and he was telling her to forget it?!]

I... I cannot-! [she reached out to his arm, gripping it, and in turn she had grabbed at the cut on his arm. her hands were coated in his blood, but she hardly cared.]

For a defeat such as this, it's.... it is humiliating! It is a furniture's d...duty to...! [she let out a sob, trying her best to still talk to him.] ...without a master.... is this all I can do...-?! Kuuhhh...!

Edited 2015-03-18 20:25 (UTC)

[Yeah, he was telling her to forget about it. Why worry over something that she can't fucking change? She was easily outclassed by him. Moping and crying over that shit wasn't going to make her any stronger. What she was saying now was a bit confusion, though.]

Furniture? Master? Just what the fuck are you going on about?

[oh boy.... now she had to explain this, when he was holding her in such a position?

she grit her teeth, feeling humiliated that she had to explain this to someone who just beat her.]

I.. it is just as I said...! You may have...guh...defeated me... but... a servant without a proper master... is the most humiliating situation of all-!

[and she's been feeling that way for a while now.]

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[So the fact that she was so easily defeated was only part of the reason why she was getting all mopey. He couldn't claim to understand the need or desire to have a be a servant or have a master or some shit. But it wasn't much of a suprise that someone else might desire for it.

There had been a lot of Arrancar that would die for the sake of their Espada. Grimmjow himself had lost all of his in one single swoop. Wasn't sad about it, but he did have respect for most of them since they were loyal to him.]

Crying ain't going to get you a master. If you want one, then get one. That shit ain't hard.

[yes, there was a lot going on with her right about now. she thought without her sisters here she could indeed start over, no one would know how they made fun of her, or how beatrice would torment her as well...

ahh... her master was so cruel! ...or would she be her former master now, since she had been summoned to another place without her? she simply didn't know.

he was still holding her by her hair, and she tried to push his arm away again.]

It is... ngh... not that simple! Do you think I would allow just anyone to have control over me....? Don't make me laugh...! [at least she was crying anymore, the tears in her eyes were simply angry ones now.]

One is only worthy when I... I say so!

[She wasn't going to pry Grimmjow's hand away. Not with how tight his grip is on her. All she would do was get more of his blood on her hand. He crouched down in front of her, still holding her hair.]

You want a master? Then I'll be your goddamn master. [He wasn't giving her much of a choice in the matter. His grip tightened on her hair as if enforcing the point of his dominance over her. Who was more worthy than someone that just kicked her ass.] Now quit your fucking moping.

[she stilled when he suddenly crouched down in front of her. there was a moment where she sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth, all thanks to the grip on her hair, and when he spoke her red eyes widened.]

E....eh....? But you are... [...well, what was the problem here? he obviously showed he was more than powerful than her, that he was willing to kill if he needed to- and he said he would allow her by his side.

but she... barely knew him...! this was just....! she was going through so much right now. she did need someone to serve in order to feel like proper furniture, but that would also mean leaving beatrice behind and only serving him... aahh.. this was so hard....!

lucifer swallowed hard and she had stopped trying to push him away. she looked up at him now, her gaze determined and staring right into his eyes.]

...Before I accept that.... [she wasn't saying she wouldn't.] ...what is your name....?

[She really didn’t have much choice back to accept. Grimmjow didn’t really pose it as an offer more so than just telling her than he was her new master. He could see that surprise in her face as her mind registered what he just said. He knew she wasn’t expecting it, hell, he didn’t decide to assume the role until this very moment. Impulse decisions weren’t exactly beyond him. She could try to fight him on it, but it would just lead to him putting her in her place once more. ]

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.

[she figured that was the case with him... that he would give her no other choice regarding this matter. he had offered- no, told her to be his servant... but that in a sense was because she said she was worthless without one, wasn't it? it pained her to even admit it, she hadn't wanted to admit it since she got here- but it had just slipped out in a moment of weakness.

lucifer saw no other option here, he wouldn't let her simply walk away from this now. sure, she didn't know him, but she was furniture- she had no right to complain. he was strong, pure strength, and... well, perhaps there really is some pride in becoming his furniture if that's the case after all.]

Th-... then... [how did this even happen....?] Lucifer of Pride... at your service...

[even though her tears weren't falling anymore, she still had a distinct blush on her features. she would soon get over it- but she couldn't believe that she was now bonded with this new and sudden man. yes, she had agreed to stick with him, and that of course made the contract absolute. unless he allowed her to be passed off, or he was defeated, she would have to stay by him now.]

[A grin found its way to Grimmjow’s lips. Now that was much more like it. He finally released her hair. Grimmjow couldn’t even tell you how this all came about. He came here just to see what she was, ended up fighting her and now he was her master. Never could he have predicted that the day would turn out like this. He stood up completely now.

It was good that she was crying anymore, because that would have gotten annoying. He was going to get her into better shape as a fighter as some point too, so spars in the future was something that was going to happen. He wanted her to at least do better against other people than she did him now that she was his servant.]

Get up and come on. I want to get something to eat.

[truly, she never thought this was going to happen either. she let out a sound when he released her, and she took a moment to try and fix herself up a bit. his blood was still on her hands... but she didn't really care about such things, she's killed before- as if that would really bother her.

she swiftly wiped her eyes with her sleeve however and then stood up as well. she had used the wall behind her as support to get back up, and she blinked a few more times to get rid of anymore tears.

wha... wait what, really?! just like that he was moving on...?! this guy was so odd- but she couldn't exactly complain against him.]

....Yes, Grimmjow-sama. [and just like that, she had a new master... she had a new purpose as furniture. she was rather happy about this, despite the fact that she still needed to get used to this. it would take time, she knew it, but she would be able to do it. so, lucifer simply walked behind him for a few steps before kicking off the ground, now floating behind him as she followed him.]

[What else was he supposed to do? He wasn’t just going to stand here for the next hour or something. There were food places in the area where he could get a bite to eat. And since he had already solved the mystery of the strange reiatsu, there wasn’t anything more important to do right now. He did glance back over his shoulder towards her when he heard her footsteps stop. Right, she could float. She was doing that when he first bumped into her.]

Tell me about your abilities. What was your weapon made out of?

[as they walked, well he walked and she floated silently behind him, she stared down at her hands. they were still full of his blood, and she wondered what he was going to do about that cut of his. he didn't seem to even care that he was injured or that he was bleeding.... it was so odd, especially since beatrice would have been able to heal herself by now.

ah- she needed to not think of her former master, she had to try and get herself into the mindset of having a new one, as strange as that was.]

Hm? [she looked over at him when he asked that question, realizing that he was demanding to know just what she was all about.]

...I am the eldest sister of seven, all of us sisters make the seven stakes of purgatory- each of us embodies a specific sin, if you will. As I have stated, I am pride... and we have been granted life due to magic from Beatrice-sama. So my lotus blade is made out of pure magic, just as I am.

[Embodiment of sins and magic. That wasn’t something he could have guessed, even though he knew there was something different about her. That might explain why her blade was able to cut his skin too, which he hadn’t forgotten about. But he didn’t see much reason to do anything about it. The bleeding would stop soon enough, and it was hardly an injury that was life threatening.]

Magic explains why your Reiatsu is so different. You stand out compared to everyone else here. So what, can you not die?

[she... was a bit more confused at his words.]

Rei....atsu? [that word was entirely foreign, she didn't know the meaning behind this so called 'spiritual pressure.']

In a sense, I can be defeated in a fight... but unless my vessel has been destroyed I cannot disappear entirely.

[there are more complications, like anti-magic toxin, but that about sums up what grimmjow was asking.]

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[That wasn't actually bad to know.]

It's the energy that you give off. It's unique to everyone, like a fingerprint.I can sense it, and since I know what yours is like, I can always find you.

I've noticed your for a while now, sometime after you arrived. It's not like a Hollow's or a Shinigami's or a Human's. You being magic explains why it is so different. [It wasn't strange that she didn't know about it. Different worlds and such.]

So what would have happened if I broke your neck?

[...he can always find her...?

yeah... okay, she'll definitely keep that in mind. it wasn't like she was going to hide from him anyways.

she blinked at his question, growing quiet for a moment. she was just thinking of how to answer it, especially since he wasn't from her world or anything. it seemed like magic wasn't exactly present where he was from... and that was strange in itself.]

I would have disappeared, for a time. [subconsciously, she even brought a hand up to her neck, touching it briefly.]

It is impossible to kill me completely... unless... my vessel is destroyed, then there's no way I could come back. [her sisters, along with herself, have been injured and defeated many times... as much as she hated to admit that. belphegor had been shot, for example, but returned good as new in due time. it was just like when all of them were destroyed and crumbled under the weight of anti-magic toxin... they returned before long, simply because their vessels stayed intact. with magic they could heal, it would just take some time to recover.]

There was an instance such as this back in my world, for example... one of the Chiester's, another set of furniture, had been killed entirely. Chiester 556's vessel, a rabbit figurine, had been smashed... so of course she could never manifest herself again.

My vessel... is a stake, so you are aware.

You did say you and your sister was the Seven Stakes of Purgatory, so I thought as much. [Still though, he could have been wrong. It wasn't like magic was a thing he was at all familiar with. But what she had explained was simple enough that he could understand.

It was also always good to know what it would take to kill someone. Though it wouldn't be necessary for him to use that information on her unless she betrayed him.]

I'm a Hollow. A creature born from a corrupted human soul that didn't pass on and hung around the human world for too long.

[a... hollow? the word is foreign to her, so is the concept, and she just stays quiet as she thinks about what he just said. a corrupted soul...]

...I see. And your strength, was that granted to you as well or did you acquire it?

I gained the strength myself. No one can give you strength as a Hollow, you have to get it yourself. Before we become Arrancars, we eat each other to gain strength. So if you are stupid enough to pick a battle that you can't win, then you die.

[he... he ate people to get stronger? it almost sounded like the other furniture she knew of, the goats, they ate and they ate.. however they didn't get any stronger. he was definitely special in that case, and well- she admired someone that would fight to get stronger. she wanted to do that too... especially since she was so mediocre.

ah but she didn't want her master to know she actually had no talent, of course.]

And yet you didn't kill me... [she muttered it to herself.] ...I thank you for telling me about your powers as well, Grimmjow-sama.

[Honestly, he couldn't have if he tried before, since he didn't know that he had to do a specific thing to kill her. All he would have done was destroy her physical body, but apparently she would have still been alive. It was no big deal now, really. As long as he didn't have a reason to kill her, he wouldn't.]

You told me about yours. [So it seemed right. And she needed to know since she was working for him now.]

[...so he's the type to pay back the favor, then? how interesting indeed. lucifer instead allowed a smile to rise to her features.]

Indeed I did. Hearing about powers that do not involved magic is quite.... complex, but I am impressed by them.

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