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lawlietschiffer ([personal profile] lawlietschiffer) wrote in [community profile] spira_rp2015-01-11 01:16 am

It's my very little wonder

It had taken L some time to recover from his thrashing from Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra still wouldn't speak to him, and blanked him entirely when he ran into him. L knew he deserved no more, or no less.

He still got headaches, and he felt dizzy if he worked for too long at a computer. That had slowed him down, that, and having to re-establish his communication network from scratch in and around Rabanastre. Several of his key informants were missing, and most likely dead, and L wasn't sure if the Ryoka had found them, or someone else, and the really frustrating part was that he wouldn't be able to find out.

He'd kept a close eye on the comings and goings and activities in Daguerro, however, even while he recovered. He had good reason to, and now, finally, he would have the opportunity to devote his attentions further afield of the place, because he was finally able to move the 'package' he'd been keeping an eye on.

There was another there, that another party had been sent to collect, but this one was L's alone to deal with, not least because anyone else would probably just kill him.

L had been forced to make the last leg of the trip personally to bring his guest under Khamja's roof. There was space for him, at last. L hadn't been present when Aizen's request to claim Orochimaru's labs had been denied, and he wished he could have been, but L had got his request in before Aizen had even returned from his own trip to Midgar. He could be a flagrant opportunist, when he had to be.

L sloped in through the main doors, ushering his guest in before letting them close. Personal effects weren't an issue, at least. Most of what the other man considered important had already been retrieved, and L had a few details he wanted the man to elaborate on for him as soon as they got the opportunity.

"Your laboratories are this way," L said, indicating the direction they needed to head.
cierva: Scowl. (...haunt my mind.)

[personal profile] cierva 2015-01-13 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Apache was having a bad day. She was bored, pissed off and cut off from her friends. First Grimmjow and co. had fucked off and left her, her being the newest member of their little band (she was going to make Yylfordt pay for that), and then Nel, who she had been keeping the company of, had gone on some secret mission with Ulquiorra and the Ryoka.

It was for this reason, and not because she was stuck in a room with Szayel, Nnoitra and Luppi, that she was scowling sullenly when the creepy looking old man entered the room.

"Who're you?" She asked after the dismissive huff.