The scene was a large room. It was generally empty, a nice wooden table with a couple bottles of miscellaneous wines and juices sat with many wine glasses. Many chairs were set up with three chairs facing the opposite direction, towards the rest of the chairs. In the middle chair sat a man in a nice tuxedo. He wore a red and black striped tie and had a glass of wine in his hand. Pink hair rested below his shoulders, and his yellow eyes stared down the door, awaiting many to come for tonight company. Chairs that were set up were made of stone, but soft stone, almost as if they are cushioned. The Headrest of the man's chair was several feet higher. It may be small, but it showed he was more significant. Beside on each side where chairs of similar hieght, just a few inches smaller, these chairs were to be reserved for the horsemen loyal to the man.

Beroli'm received the message from Grand Chat, the usurper king, to come to the castle for some sort of meeting. What it was for was not for Beroli'm to think about, nor was it relevant. All he knew that he was beckoned for by the man who disposed of his father and took over. There would be many questions, especially regarding the peace talks between he and Rui: the usurper and the enemy, how fitting. Beroli'm stared... he glared through the doors, able to see Grand through the door with his Pesquisa. His traditional Espada robes were his only attire, a gift from his father, and they endured years of bloodstains. Yet they were still as white as the sand in the desert.

Kicking the doors open, Beroli'm is noticeably the first of the Horsemen, the first of anyone, to show up to this meeting. His right hand was resting on his neck, his fingers itching violently to grasp the sword and hack into Grand's body until there was nothing except the scent of blood throughout the whole of the dining room. Yet there he was, sitting in a high-backed chair akin to a throne, a glass of wine in one hand, his eyes peering into Beroli'm like a wolf's fangs in the flesh of a deer. Beroli'm glances down towards the chairs that were a mere percentage smaller, a little more than a few inches, shooting his eyes back up at Grand. Beroli'm grabs his sword and rests the flat of the blade against the back of his neck, placing his wrist on the edge and letting his hand dangle over it. He walks over to the chair assigned to him and pulls it away from the table with his foot, his eyes still fixed on Grand maliciously.

Kyo Blaze had received a message to come for a meeting with Grand, their new leader. Wonder what it could be about? Does he want me to destroy something for him? I could get a good meal out of whoever he wishes to destroy...The arrancar thought. He calmly found the place and entered. A horseman was there. Ber...Berioliam? Something like that. He really didn't know the guy well. The five foot ten tall man saw his leader, sitting like a king. The air was more than just a little tense. He kneeled down, like a knight, to his king. "Hail, King Grand Chat! How may I serve you this fine day?" He set his spear to his side. And now he waited for his answer. He always respected power. And served that power with all his might.

(OOC: Sorry for the crappy ass post. But I really couldn't think of anything else.)

(No way you beat me to it Jun, now i have to re-mod it!)

The short spikey haired arrancar walked through the hallways; he had a blank expression displayed on his face. He was the new sin of envy and was finally free from Jeff; despite his cold personality he did feel somewhat resentful for leaving Zezel without saying a word, but he instantly shook it off as he slowly began to approach the doors to the large room. He wasn’t nervous as he stood there for a brief moment, but he was a bit hesitant to open the door since he wasn’t sure what to expect. Crimson eyes stared blankly at the door for a brief moment till he finally walked over and opened it.

As he entered the room he looked around the area, he was the second to arrive although he honestly didn’t care about the time he entered. The room was very large and looked really nicely arranged, but his attention was more caught up on the three arrancars that were in the room. One was his leader, the King Grand Chat, his Horseman of Death which he knew very well and a strange red headed arrancar he had never once seen before in his life; he didn’t even know if he was a sin or a demon. He instantly spoke towards their leader in respect.

The arrancar however, bowed out of respect towards his leader before turning and taking his assigned seat, he was resisting to glaring or even making a comment towards Beroli’m for it probably would of ended up in a fight and at the moment he wasn’t going to do that in front of his leader unless he provokes him first. The young arrancar was one to continue a battle and despite his size he was willing to take on anyone one except for Grand, it was his way of respect. He waited patiently for the others to arrive, since he they were all a bit early.

-As Azure made her way down into the hallway to get to the entrance ahead, she could feel nothing but irritation due to the fact that she had to even come into this meeting with the rest of the arrancar, due to her incessant mood swings, at this point she was absolutely in no mood to sit and listen to the bickeringss of Arrancar who never seem to be able to settle on a topic with some civilization-

-She pushed the door to enter the room and could see that their had already been on or two people there already, she acknowledged the king and then took her place in a chair that was available, she really had no intention to engage in small talk with the rest of the people in the room, but with her constant and unpredictable mood swings, in a moment she just may seem like she would have the world of things to say to the rest of them, but for now, she just felt grumpy-

Helba hadn't even gotten up to answer the summons and already she could feel the omnious venom in the air that was the other arrancar's attitude. As each one answered the summons their own reiatsu flared with a reflection of their mood in the matter. Two most notables being the mood swing queen..and the animal. Go figure that they would be one of the only ones with a problem with being summoned by their King.

Helba walked in right behind Azure..having followed her particular grumpy reiatsu to the meeting hall in the first place and sat down wherever she saw fit. She was a knight for her King and she was sure as hell not going to let anyone do anything stupid..to promote that train of thinking..she glared at Bero'lim whose reiatsu still hadn't changed from it's obvious hating murder feel.

After that..she acknowledged her king with the proper greeting and waited to see what this was all about to begin with..She had a few ideas..but one could never know what someone else was thinking..unless they could read minds..and as far as Helba was aware..no hollow possessed such an ability..or that hollow would be held at one of the highest standards of usefulness...to anyone.

( I'm here o..o )

Grand examined each that came in, not with his eyes however. He kept his spiritual pressure very low, still sensible, but none in this room have yet to see how high he can make it. He didn't want anyone to pass out, yet. From his whole over view of everyone, their was a lot of dysfunction. Grand would have to get busy. First came in was one of his horsemen. Grand had memorized all the names, this angry fellow was Beroli'm. Man this guy sure had some killing intent against Grand. Probably more killing intent then he could feel spiritual pressure, he sensed this man a mile away. Next was Kyo blaze. This man had some more respect, but it didn't seem like him it was respect for, more of the power he may posses. As Kyo acknowledged him, he gave a smile and answered “I am doing well Kyo, and you?” he would wait a bit for the answer. He would let Beroli'm slide for now, but would not hesitate to make him an example. Next up seemed like a fairly new member. Hiei Jaganshi. He looked like he had some potential, sadly he was at the same strength as Beroli'm it felt. And Kyo stronger than both. After awhile another one entered. This one...the aura was fluctuating. Grand was actually bit scared at the randomness she may cause, but he didn't dare show it, more like a back of the mind thought. Finally Helba entered, he had worked with her once and knew she was competent. Probably the second strongest in the room too. As each acknowledged him, he smiled and nodded until they all took their seats.

Grand stood up from his chair. Time to get this started. “Welcome one and all” He smiled as he looked at each one of them in the eye. “Today I call this meeting to find out not only more about you all, but the future of this group. As introductory I wish each of you to say your name as you came in” he waited for each one to say their name and then continued. “as to end, I am Grand Chat as you know, and I hope to lead you all into a prosperous future, One that will benefit each one of us here.” He took a sip from his glass and then gestured to the table with juice and glass. “if you wish to have a drink be my guest, but if you get drunk, don't expect me to just stand by and let you make a fool of yourselves” he would wait a bit for everyone who wanted a drink to get one, if no one got up, he would continue much sooner. “now, from what I see here, we need to establish a training system for our first order of business. From what I feel. Our new member Hiei happens to be equal in strength to Beroli'm, who happens to be a horseman. I applaud Hiei for his strength, and hope that everyone here will grow stronger through training. Even if it comes down to it, I would gladly put on a duel with anyone here as a spar if they hope it will better themselves against others. We need strong individuals,” he set down his wine glass. “That is why I look out for more allies. For far to long, we have been herded to the Hueco Mundo by the shinigami, keeping us from our best source of diet, and they kill us, fight us, force us to starve. I say we shall take this no more. My brothers, sister. We must join up and train for an upcoming war. One against the shinigami themselves, Aizen may have failed. But we shall not. We will band up with others for help if we have to. And tear down the walls of the Gotie ourselves” He sat down to let the reactions settle. If things got to out of hand, he would take action. "If you wish to say something, please say it one at a time, and keep it appropriate."

"Don't applaud that child over there," Beroli'm says; he remembered Hiei well. "He had to rely on an enemy in order to survive a beating, courtesy of yours truly. As for you, Grand, your name denotes nothing to me, except you're a usurper, a liar and a common thief. The only person I have respect for is Helba, and that is only because she is War, and War brings Death." There was an actual filial tie; Helba was the sister of the woman who was genetically Beroli'm's other half. "Whatever happened to MY FATHER," Beroli'm says; there was no need to keep the secret, especially now that he was no longer, technically, a Crown Prince, "means that I should be sitting up there, amongst you, as First Among Equals, the Primus Inter Pares; Rome always loved a winner. That is the only reason why you are sitting in MY chair."

Beroli'm said nothing as he ran his sword into the floor, so it stood up straight, within easy reach of Beroli'm's grasp. His eyes lit up with a cruel flame, his great ire directed towards the man that now sat on the throne. Beroli'm knew of his talks with Rui; there was more activity among the Gillian, more... individuality. "I'm sure you have some explaining to do with me, since, so I've heard, you are arranging not just a truce with him, but a full-on peace with the very bastard king who I have been born to killing. Why do you think you are the man to bring peace to Hueco Mundo with Rui? Grand... sama (Beroli'm was forced to spit that out, like a cobra spitting venom)... what makes you the one who will attempt to bring peace to a war that has lived longer than you! As soon as the Espada died, what gives you the right!" Beroli'm sat down (in which case he stood up to voice his angry opinion and sat back down) and crosses his arms, his red eyes shining under the silhouette of his hair.

After the message of Grand Chat arrived Riri made up her way to the excepted place. She made herself a not too long way and tried to arrive as early as possible since she was late enough already. And since Riri wasn't in her good mood she wasn't really able to open a garaganta to fit trough, which made her come even later than she excepted. ,,I hope i will arrive there soon.... otherwise that will leave bad reputation..."
[Side note: Riri is very bad at making Garagantas]
After finally succeeding to open a Garaganta where Riri could fit in, even if she did hurt herself while on it. NOw the next problem arrived, since she concentrated to make the Garaganta big enough she came to the next random spot in Hueco Mundo. ,,Damn....." she thought and pretty much gave herself a facepalm. She was too late already but she quickly made her way to the excepted point.

She pretty much ran to the point and had to use her sonido a few times. Right after arriving she was runing in and was pretty much out of breathe, it was noticeable on her hard breathe. "I am very sorry...." she had to pause due to the hard breathe. "King.. Grand Chat... i had some problems at opening a Garaganta... i hope you know... about my weakness for it.." she hoped that she didn't come between or something but she was happy that she at least arrived.

"I am doing well, King." Kyo stood back up and took his seat, spear resting on his shoulder. He didn't like the tense air. But he'd bare with it. He listened only half heartedly. But frowned at Berioliam once he started paying attention, when the man started spouting things about his father. He barely remembered Hayato Hibiki. Guy didn't last too long. Now the Demon of Gluttony will always be loyal to the crown. To the one in the crown, he will serve to the bitter end. And to better serve them, he would love to get stronger. But last he checked, this civil war has only lasted a few hundred years. Two or three? And even then, could you call border skirmashes a civil war? "Kyo Blaze, the Demon of Gluttony. Berwhatshisface, can you really call border skirmashes for only a few hundred years a civil war? I'm almost seven hundred years old, and I can remember that this only started a few hundred years ago. Besides, I think the fact that he can beat you down gives him that right. Right?"

His voice was carefree, and when he stood, he maintained a very relaxed stance. And when he was done, he too, would sit. Though he added something quickly. "I'm honored by your praise, miLord. But I fear that you may overestimate me..." Kyo was almost too relaxed. But bowed towards the man anyway. He really didn't think of himself as really all that strong. Although unknown to him, his power, having so much excess energy, allowed him to be felt no matter what. He could never hide. Nor could he sense anything either...

(The thread is a bit confusing, so I’m going to post based off Kano’s post.)

The pink haired king stood up from his chair and began to welcome everyone, Hiei sat in silence not even looking up as he was taking in the scenery. He quietly listened attentively at what the king had to say and since he requested for each of them to introduce themselves, he did so without hesitating even though he didn’t care to. “Hiei Jaganshi, sin of wrath…” he said with a shrug, he didn’t care for introductions. Despite his enthusiasm he was paying attention towards each of his comrades names whether they be a sin or a demon.

After the introductions, Grand continued to his speech as he drank. He signaled the others to also drink; Hiei didn’t feel like drinking, but he took some juice anyway to be respectful towards the king. Looking at the liquid Grand continued to speak and as soon as he heard his name he lifted up his head to look to look at him. Hearing his compliment the spikey haired arrancar bowed his head in respect; although what he wanted to do was provoke Beroli’m right there in then, but he resisted the urge again as he said nothing even though it was really tempting.

As Grand finished his speech about war, Beroli’m spoke out causing Hiei to raise his eyebrows at him. He made him very irritated, but he refused to say something until he finished. “Whats wrong Horseman, are you jealous?” Hiei asked slightly provoking a fight. “Can’t stand the fact that your father had left you with nothing?” he said with a grin slightly amused that he was pissed and had most likely angered the king. He would have continued, but he decided against it as the sin of vanity came in through the doors. She was more than over late, yet in Hiei’s dictionary just in time for the fun.

-As Azure was already seated in her place, and as was to be expected, the tense air had already started to cause what seemed to be disagreements and provocation amongst the arrancar that had rallied to hear the speech of Grand Chat, which was exactly what it was, a damned motivational speech, the vein in her temple started to throb as she was getting irritated of the exchange between some of the arrancar here, the ber-ravioli person was just drawing negative attention to himself by trying to justify his self worth to the rest of them, Azure was also very loyal to hayato as her loyalty originally and foremostly belonged to him, but she would never step out of line and try to disrespect the new King-

-Azure arose from her already seated position and bowed slightly, but low enough for her respects to be made, "Azure Lobo sin of Envy." She took her seat and could feel the warmth underneath it from the heat she pushed while sitting earlier. As Grand gestured for them to get beverages she only eyed it suspiciously as though the cause for her terrible mood was the drink infront of her, she simply released a private scowl and turned away from the drink-

-As Grand instructed if there was anything to be said Azure could only feel as though what she had on her mind needed to be said, she rose from her seat once more and began to speak "So our only reason for being here today is so that we can discuss running to some random stranger at the side of the road for help in our cause? To me it seems somewhat low that we should have to 'rely' on anyone else to fight our own war, I believe that we would be better off on our own as we can barely even rely on our own 'allies' as is seen in this room as we speak, yet we seek help from ones who we barely even are much acquainted with, we can hardly even work together with our own yet here we are trying to seek outside help, with all due respect My Leige, I think that we should sort out our own little dysfunctional group before we try to draw assistance from anyone." With that said and done she re-assumed her position in the warmth of the chair and leaned back-

( To clarify james agreed to this course of action )

Helba moved the moment the fool Hiei finished speaking his taunt because she noticed immediately the split second shift in room's energy and Bero'lims reaction to the taunt. He had gotten a full grip on his zanpaktou and with a sonido turned berserker lunge thrust. Nearly stabbing his blade into the throat of the offender had it not been for Helba stopping his blade with her own hand.

Bero'lim.. no...everyone in the room was powerful in their own right..That was certain. However..Helba was one of the top fighters among the arrancar rallied around the idealism's of the "pure" breed and it's need to thrive. To top that off..Helba's main offensive power was her Heirro. Ironically..an arrancar's heirro was a defense. yet Helba's was so strong she was capable of fighting on a level among danger that gives her the title of Impregnable Fortress. She didn't think she had the "strongest" heirro.but she was very proud of hers.

However.. Bero'lim was near his full power as it was..being the only arrancar in history to not have a resurrecion yet still be powerful. Causing the pressure to be more annoying than usual. Helba forcibly pushed the blade back and caused some sparks as it slipped against her heirro then sonido / tackled him into the nearest wall. Simply glaring at him as harshly as she could possibly manage.

She didn't strike him though. She just backed off and waited until he moved to his seat to go back to her own But she didn't sit. When she thought about it..she didn't really understand why she hadn't beaten him senseless for starting a fight. But then again..he was related to her by blood something that she had actually been able to remember during the brief time Hayato was ruling the pure breeds.

"I am Helba Yauvola. Arrancar of WAR..Bringer of chaos and doom. Remember the name.."

She looked around the room with the same harsh glare she had given to Bero'lim..then decided to speak for herself.

"That's enough of you all questioning the actions of the ruler of the pure breeds."

She was still standing..having not sat down just yet. But now her arms crossed as she once again glared over the room. They all had reasons for joining to begin with..and even now..they weren't about to abandon without a very good and unlikely to occur reason.

"If you dislike the actions of the one we have as King.. then challenge him right now. In this room."

She saw that no one moved to do such a thing..as everyone present knew full well that at their current level of power..they couldn't take Grand Chat out either physically OR spiritually and they ALL knew it..none of them stood..though Bero'lim..upon hearing her challenge..nearly stood up right then and there to try it..only to sit still upon Helba's aunty glare of doom that she all of a sudden developed in the past few months.

"It is not ment to be a secret that King Grand truely did have a meeting with Rui Herutsu. It is a simple matter of no one bothered to ask why myself and our King went away for a short time."

Helba sighed at this point and sat down in her chair. Her arms still crossed in annoyance.

"However.. The meeting did not end as expected by our Lord..for reasons you have well stated this day, But that doesn't mean that we can't attempt to control ourselves on a level equal to that of the humans and shinigami."

She allowed that to sink in a little before continuing her speech.

"As King Grand has pointed out.. They are forcing us from our food. Keeping us from what we require to survive. We are hollow. But if you think about it..we are simply the opposite side of the coin from shinigami. They were souls who did supposed "good" we were souls that griefed, hated, or murdered and didn't descend to the depths of hell as a result. WHY should we die when we are simply the half they are trying to rid themselves of and bury under "laws"."

She decided to do her King a favor and do most of his explainatory speech herself..figuring he would neither mind..or expect less from her. This last bit though got directed entirely at Azure Lobo the sin of envy considering it was she who brought it up.

"You call out small bit of disfunction a war amongst ourselves? Even if you double back and state you ment the border skirmishes with Rui and his people. As it has been pointed out.. a few fights with little to no casualties cannot be considered a civil war. Our kind hasn't had a true civil war since Albel and Yukio took command of us over 1000 years ago."

she waved a hand and looked like she was sighing from boredom.

"No.. we need allies so that we may fight against the ones who would tell us to starve and go extinct. Even if that means we of the purest and strongest of our bloodlines..must work with our impure brethren..it must be done. The shinigami have many. We have but a few strong enough to oppose the strongest of them. not counting all of their smaller members."

She paused to once more allow the speech to sink into those in the room's minds.

"If by strangers.. you mean the hinrichten.. They are not our "allies" as much as their are......people we don't openly kill. At least this is my own opinion on the matter.. They are not sinner's from hell. They do not have ANYTHING in common with us other than hatred of the shinigami.. That truce is in place only to keep us from having to deal with one more enemy..but again..this is merely my own opinion..our King can confirm or deny this..IF he chooses.."

She sighed once more as she had finished her own speech and didn't feel like continuing it.

"Any..further..complaints? Anyone!?"

One last glare cast around the room and she sat still..closing her eyes and keeping her arms crossed. She had spoken her lengthy peace. She was done for now. Someone else's turn.

Grand sat in his chair listening to them all, and just about bashed Beroli'm through the wall, and the next one. But he was lucky for Helba to take care of it. He was gonna continue but he let Helba due the honors, she would be considered his vice. She seemed the most competent of his horseman, which the only one to compare would be Beroli'm. Grand got up from his chair when Helba was finished. “as Helba has kindly stated Beroli'm, you can challenge me, I would be happy to for when you can beat me means you might be worthy, however I am no usurper, I am no common theif, and I am no liar. The only reason I sit in this chair is because I am the strongest and the smartest. If you were to sit in my chair, take my place. You would bring this group down to the ground.” Grand's spiritual pressure rose. Not out of anger, but to prove why he was the king. He rose it to points that a 3 tier would possible pass out then lowered it back down to normal and sat. he looked over at Helba and thanked her silently for stopping a massacre in this place. For if Beroli'm killed a single person that is in this room, he would be the next on the floor soaked in blood.

“with the hinrichtens I will attempt to hold a tighter peace with them. If a war were to start, it would either involve us, the hinrichtens, and the other side of the arrancars, or all of the races in general. I would rather get them on our side before it happens.” He looked over to Azure. “what the purpose for this meeting is to solve the problems within this group as well. Through training bonds within us will be built and power will rise as well. I am not drawing assistance yet. I am merely building a bridge that will be needed when the time comes. This group right here needs to get stronger and closer. Infact, why not train one yourself here. And Helba, I wish you to train someone as well. We need to train within ourselves. Kyo, Helba, and Azure. Would you mind helping these others train. In all techniques that may help us come together strong. And Kyo, Helba, and Beroli'm. After the meeting, please stay.” he finished some of his commands, the meeting was for now over unless someone brought up a huge topic, he would give them their last chance to talk in this meeting before going, however he wished Beroli'm to stay, Helba seemed to be able to control him the most, and he had a favor to ask of Kyo.

Beroli'm was forced into the wall by Helba, causing his red eyes to flash in rage. He knew her well, and he respected her. She refused to strike him, but it would've made no difference to him. A few lost teeth would easily be regenerated. However, she would not hit him, but she released him. Her 'aunty glare of doom' was enough to let Beroli'm know that he was on borrowed time, whether due to Helba's making an example of him or Grand's expression of sudden power. Weaker-willed warriors would fall, but Beroli'm was under the magnifying glass at this particular moment. He felt the eyes of the others on him; his skin burned as his blood flushed through his capillaries. Beroli'm looked right into Grand's eyes as he addressed him, listening to MOST of what Grand had to say; the rest was derogatory. Beroli'm knew he had to bide his time so, quietly, he walks back to his seat but, like his aunt Helba, he refuses to take a seat.

Only one thing in Beroli'm's mind made sense: a 'tighter' peace with the Hinrichten demons. "I fought with their present queen and their highest-ranked knight," Beroli'm says, actually supporting this normally repulsive idea. "They will serve to be our greatest allies alone, only bound by our united hatred." Grand mentioned their training together, which made more sense than Beroli'm wanted to accept. Of course, Beroli'm had made that conclusion already, having fought with Zazie and Lilith each. Helba was charged with training the others at the table, as their numbers were much lower due to their racial purity. Beroli'm saw many empty seats, but they would be filled, or else Arrancar will die.

Grand dismissed the meeting, ordering Helba, Kyo (the overly respectful little guttersnipe), and himself to remain. For what reason, Beroli'm knew it would not be for something small. Being the weakest of the horseman, while holding a considerably highly-ranked horseman, and also being blood-related to Hayato and (though removed) Helba, Beroli'm knew that he was required to attend...