Nnoitra snorted at Orochimaru's taunt. The hypocrisy almost shocked him before he shook it off, mentally telling himself he should expect that of him. He did things to weaken, demean and demoralise people in order to keep them under his thumb, to keep them powerless. He never took responsibility for anything he did. He washed his hands of the pain he caused and kept doing it, moving on to others after he'd broken the one before.
He'd ruined his life. Everything bad that Nnoitra had ever suffered, every disaster, every breath of ill fortune, everthing, could be traced back to Orochimaru's meddling. He'd pushed that first domino and the others had fallen down the line, crushing everything that he was and replacing it with ... This.
Orochimaru had made him what he was and he was about to suffer the result of his interference and utter lack of repentance.
Nnoitra had no interest in torturing a weakened opponent for too long. It wasn't any fun and Kadaj had done what he'd have wanted to. He had taken the lead in turning the humiliation back on him, the feeling of empty helplessness, of degradation, of weakness.
He stepped up to him, his expression unsettlingly calm. "I've been waiting a long time to do this," he said quietly, fixing him with his single eye. The other, uncovered, was scarred over under his Mask fragment, the socket empty and the lid permanently closed. "You should have known this would happen from the moment you heard I'd joined the Arrancar. You should have seen it coming and prepared yourself. I was going to cut you down, you bastard, but you aren't worth cleaning from my blade."
Instead, he leaned in towards him. He was within touching distance, but he didn't lay a hand on him. Instead he extended his tongue and concentrated his Hollow Chakra at the end of it, a small ball of glittering gold. He thought that it was a fitting way for him to die -- he'd seemed so interested in it before. He let his lips twist into a smirk as he thought that. Nnoitra's cero didn't require much in the way of charge time and he fired it from point-blank range.
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Nnoitra snorted at Orochimaru's taunt. The hypocrisy almost shocked him before he shook it off, mentally telling himself he should expect that of him. He did things to weaken, demean and demoralise people in order to keep them under his thumb, to keep them powerless. He never took responsibility for anything he did. He washed his hands of the pain he caused and kept doing it, moving on to others after he'd broken the one before.
He'd ruined his life. Everything bad that Nnoitra had ever suffered, every disaster, every breath of ill fortune, everthing, could be traced back to Orochimaru's meddling. He'd pushed that first domino and the others had fallen down the line, crushing everything that he was and replacing it with ... This.
Orochimaru had made him what he was and he was about to suffer the result of his interference and utter lack of repentance.
Nnoitra had no interest in torturing a weakened opponent for too long. It wasn't any fun and Kadaj had done what he'd have wanted to. He had taken the lead in turning the humiliation back on him, the feeling of empty helplessness, of degradation, of weakness.
He stepped up to him, his expression unsettlingly calm. "I've been waiting a long time to do this," he said quietly, fixing him with his single eye. The other, uncovered, was scarred over under his Mask fragment, the socket empty and the lid permanently closed. "You should have known this would happen from the moment you heard I'd joined the Arrancar. You should have seen it coming and prepared yourself. I was going to cut you down, you bastard, but you aren't worth cleaning from my blade."
Instead, he leaned in towards him. He was within touching distance, but he didn't lay a hand on him. Instead he extended his tongue and concentrated his Hollow Chakra at the end of it, a small ball of glittering gold. He thought that it was a fitting way for him to die -- he'd seemed so interested in it before. He let his lips twist into a smirk as he thought that. Nnoitra's cero didn't require much in the way of charge time and he fired it from point-blank range.
Orochimaru didn't stand a chance.