JULY 9, 2014.
Post by Rosalie on Jan 3, 2014 18:52:03 GMT -5
She squinted her eyes at the duo, before allowing her body to be consumed in green flames. After they died down she remained in her vine throne; she simply didn't have any control over it any longer. Her brown sweater cloaked most of her body, and she reached up, subconsciously, to feel and reassure that the barrette was there. She looked back up at him, he was still analyzing her. To the point that it was becoming creepy. He had been looking at her for, around, five minutes nearly non-stop. She understood the etiquette of eye contact, but that was too much.
Though the tension did die down a bit when he agreed with apologizing about the city. Relaxing into her seat further, she listened as he told her that he couldn't tell her everything. She nodded at him, she understood. It'd be like telling an enemy who their next target was; pure stupidity. But she sat silently, her face allowing itself to go blank. She didn't want to give him anymore insight to her emotions, which were usually painfully obvious on her face, but realized that she might not have a choice in it at all. But, that aside, she was not going to give him what he desired.
Listening she was sure that she almost sure her eyes widened as soon as he told her how many were in the army. A thousand of them was certainly an impressive force and, even more than that, there was up to fourteen generals in the army of the Espada. That was a fearsome force, much more than she had ever began to think, and the Humans had no such force on their side to defend. Sure, she heard whispers of such people inside the C.I.A. but how many people could they truly have? They would be decimated if they ever decided that they were going to attack.
"You never answered my question on whether or not your army has plan to attack the Human World."
She eyed the hollow horse with much speculation. In truth, she loved horses. Ever since a young age she'd love riding them around, and they had mostly loved her. Her sweet, caring nature was very much endearing. On top of that she was never scared of falling and she never spooked them. But this was different. It was a beast of a killing nature and it bothered her that he resembled her most beloved animal. He snorted at her, with the introduction, and she simply smiled at it. She wasn't going to be angry with it or him. All of that was in the past, though a very short past.
"Nice to meet you Sutarion. So, Lán Shī what brought you here in the first place?"
She was perceptive. He smiled, then, realizing he had forgotten a piece of the conversation. She had asked so many questions, after all, could one blame a man as old as him to lose his place every now and again. "Ah, yes, my apologies. The answer is that truthfully I do not know." He shrugged then, nonchalant in gesture and his face read innocent. "I am merely a General. When the plans of battle present themselves, I follow orders. Nothing more or less, I'm afraid, my dear." Ao turned his head then, to take in the view one more time. A soft breeze lingered against his skin, tossing his hair and cloak towards the direction of it's free spirit. Turning his head back and reaching out, he stroked the neck of the stallion, before turning his gaze upon her again. He had read her a thousand times already and he would need to no more. She was merely a conversation partner now.
