To the human world

The tall male figure would be the first on the scene. Bleached jeans with white and black sneakers that would form slow steps to a random location in the Forest of Menos. A white and black leather jacket that coordinated perfectly with the shoes would cover a basic black T-shirt that hugged a bulky muscular form. He packed down a box of cigarettes beating them against his palm before flipping the lid and sticking one into his mouth. He took a drag before knocking a rogue bang from his eyes and letting his hands settle into his pockets. He inhaled deeply and paused a few moments before finally letting the remainder of the smoke escape from his nose. Qilin was the 10th espada and his partner for this mission was the ninth so he assumed he would be taking a back seat on this one.

He paced a few times waiting for this guy to show up. He didn't know the ninth Espada very well or his capabilities he was just hoping they wouldn't run into any unwanted guests. He would prefer not to fight and didn't really care enough to enter into any type of conflict, In fact he didn't care about this mission. But he would get to go into the human world and see a few new sites. He wondered how long that would hold his attention before it became boring and pointless. He took another drag this time holding it in longer than usual. He was hoping to get some form of sensation but there was nothing. "F*ck it" he said as a large gaping hole opened up and he awaited the others.

As Mugen walked he made it a point to flex his immense spiritual pressure so that the Menos within the forest would flock towards him, and as they moved towards him he would increase the pressure to the extent that it would cause them to wilt like plants that lacked enough water. As they withered away and faded in to nothingness their disappearance from this world only did little to curb and satiate his lust for death. Their end was nothing to him, while at the same time it was everything. He did not care for their deaths, yet as he killed them it was a representation of everything he had become. He was rage, and due to his past his rage was solely directed at the race of Hollows, so it was only natural that the seemingly irrational slaughter would bring him a small amount of subconscious pleasure.

After all, he had joined the Espada so that he would become closer to the source of the Hollow's power, so that he could end them too, but for now he knew he stood no chance, and as such he would simply mind his place until they least expected his betrayal. Mugen hated everyone now, and everything, he held no allegiances. With his minor fit through Mugen, dressed in his typical garb would through back the garb and place it upon the ground, finding human clothing to be more...appropriate for this mission. He would place his clothing upon the ground and sought to get it upon his return. After changing Mugen would be wearing black jeans with black shoes, and a black long sleeve shirt. Having changed Mugen would emerge from the trees just as the hole was made in space time, appearing next to the Tenth Espada. Mugen wasn't one for words, but found this situation necessary to say something, so he would simply say "Sup....", the words clearly forced as his fists clenched within his pockets, just simply praying for this day to end and this task to end. "So are we ready?" he would ask, the impatience evident.

With no orders given to him Ryusaki decided to accompany the two espada to the human world. Though to be absolutely honest this was more done for the greater good than the benefit of them all. Beyond his queen trusting either of these was a long shot in his mind. Adjusting his clothes to become a bit more comfortable he arrived at the location. Seemingly late both of them had already decided to go on ahead and open up the garganta. Seems a few more moments and he would have been late to the party. Now who was he going with on this day. The infamous cero espada and the weakest espada by number. Then there was him, seems the main source of strength should anything happen was going to be the leader of the espada. It would be a good chance. "Were you gentlemen going to leave me?" Ryusaki would say this as he caught up with the two espada and began to step through with them, allowing them to go first.

Qilin would simply secure the cigarette between his index and middle finger releasing another volley of smoke rings from his mouth before the 9th Espada popped up. He watched as the man walked through and the menos simply dispersed. He shook his head and chuckled to himself a bit before placing the cancer stick back into his mouth. The 9th acknowledged his presence and he would simply give a nod. It would serve as both a greeting and a confirmation to his question. His hands that were within finger-less white and black motorcycle gloves would form a fist before relaxing.

It was then that another individual would pop up. He didn't bother to sense the spiritual pressure. He just waited until the man came a bit closer. "Coming along with the big boys eh? Primera won't be here to hold your hand small fry so keep your guard up. Make sure you do that thing you do and keep us cloaked or the sh*t will hit the fan real fast. I really don't give two sh*ts but you might wanna know if our spiritual pressure gets picked up we will probably be knee high in Shinigami and whatever else decides to pop the f*ck up. Though I'm sure if ya listen to your fearless leader over there he will make sure you get back to licking the queen's a**" He wasn't saying it to be harsh or insulting most of the Espada and arrancars for that manner knew it was simply the way he spoke. He didn't care about tact or barriers. He didn't care about much at all for that matter.

With a shrug Mugen would acknowledge the fraccion's appearance. The shrug wasn't directly to him, but simply a way of deflecting the annoying presence. Mugen didn't hold any general dislike towards the fraccion, but felt that their difference in power level would become a hindrance to the overall goal, though now that Mugen thought about it he did not know the plan either. So without him knowing the plan, and without the fraccion knowing the plan..it was obvious that the tenth must be the one who was leading this little escapade. He would shake his head as Amatsu spoke to the Fraccion, a hidden smug grin upon his face as he walked in to the Garganta to the human world.

- Sorry for the delay...errm exit?