Meeting of Espada

Los Noches was pretty festive today, underlings moved around adding decor in a single room. This room was quite large with a single man sitting in a throne like chair perfect posture. He had pink hair that laid on his back and a tattoo on his neck that had two digits on it, '99'. Normally an arrancar with such a number would be considered old as hell, and yes, this man was an arrancar. He wore a tuxedo and shiny shoes, his jacket blacker than obsidian. His eyes were piercing the room making sure things were alright for the first meeting, he expected some chaos, but some subjects needed to be run through, including a way to determine how the hierarchy would be established, in old times it was strongest, but this high king had a twisting feeling it should change, he wanted the espada to know they have input, and he wanted to know it. But that was just one of a few more subjects.

A shadow flitted through the darkness along the barren corridors of Las Noches. His movements hardly detectable, his prey unsuspecting. A hollow who had wandered from the great room in which it was supposed to be assisting in "decorating". The figure was quieter than a wraith, and it's bite like a viper as a blade sliced through the unsuspecting victim's mask, extending a foot in front of it before being withdrawn from the lethal wound. The entire action seemed to happen too quickly for many to be able to comprehend what exactly had happened. The hollow slumped over, slain instantly before it had even seen the predator.
Then, from out of the shadows, the figure revealed itself; it's entire body covered in a black cloak - the hood up concealing his face. The only inditation of a presence underneath this blackness was the two red eyes, their sinister glow piercing the dark hallways.
Just as he appeared, he was gone again. The undetectable wraith darting through the shadows as if he were in fact part of them.
Then he came to the room. He hated being there... especially at that time. It was large, and with little shadows to conceal himself with. He shrugged as he knew he had little choice in the situation and grimaced as he stepped into the light, appearing before those pathetic underlings; his mere presence a warning to them. They snickered, however, as they knew he would not - could not - aim his blade their way while that other man was in the same room. Without revealing his face to his potential prey, he walked forward, slumping against a side wall relatively close to the other arrancar's position.
Tsuneo, the predator, had arrived.

Soaked in blood and smelled of burned, the spikey haired arrancar walked into the room; he had just finished a battle between an insane sinner. he looked terreble, but felt worse. the battle however was very interesting, it was the most fun he had in ages; however knowing that he Grand had wanted to see all his followers in a meeting, he had to come as soon as he could. it wasn't long ago when the young arrancar was just an uderlind, a low class arrancar; he worked day in and day out to become stronger and it indeed paid off.

Hiei was around four feet four inches tall, he had spikey jetblack hair with a white star burst in the center and crimson blood red eyes. his hollow mask was a bandana that concealed his third eye. he walked as if nothing had happend; his clothes were teared, bleached in blood and burned. Hiei himself had a few scars and was partially wrapped up; he held a blank expression on his face as he walked into the corridors. despite his injuries he didn't look like the type to be messes with; he walked directly towards his leader and bowed respectfully, he was very loyal towards his leader and would do anything he asks of him going as far as death. "My liege..." was all he said before walking towards his assigned seat. only nodding to acknologe both Tsuneo and Delgado.

His number was not visible, but seeing as though he sat down in number seven's seat it wasn't necesary to see it. with his hands folded accross his chest and his eyes closed, he awaited paetiently for the others to enter the meeting... he hoped that this time it would be even more entertaining then the last time.