The espada visits Bloodmetal?

In the center of Fuma Park, a few feet away from the new store known as Bloodmetal, a black line split into the fabric of reality. The line split open into a dimensional portal of infinite darkness that most would know as a garganta, the infamous technique used by arrancar and hollow alike, as well as even some well-versed in kido shinigami. From the cavity of shadows, a figure would emerge who was non other then the Trecera Espada, though his spiritual pressure was highly surpressed to a level that only those in the park could detect it naturally, unless of course they had something like advanced pesquisa or a device other then the feild that encased the city.

The trecera's named was Dellapero Grance, a recent addition to the espada who wasn't known to many yet. Dellapero looked at the store near him and thought to himself about if this was the store the Numeros who spoke to him about it was reffering to. It had the right name, and the Numeros descried it as a place to obtain powerful weaponry. There was only one way to find out which was rather simple. Dellapero stepped out from the garganta around him as it closed back down to a line and vanished.

Dellapero stands at a height of 6'5 with a Mesomorhp build. This is shown by his abnormally large mussle mass that is visible along his chest and stomache. Dellapero has a tan, caucassion skin-tone, black hair that covers the entire top of his head as well as even reaching down over the back of his neck and forehead. Dellapero has eyes as black as the darkest midnight and commonly has a very calm, almost to the point of being emotionless, facial expression. He only would show a different expression in a rare case.

Dellapero's attire consists of a black leather jacket that covers his entire back, the bottom-back of his neck, and 25% of the sides of his stomache and chest. As well as black pants that go down to his ankles. At the center of his right-hand, the incription of his his number is shown in a blood-like red color. Dellapero's hollow mask fragment consists of white hollow mask covering a 1 inch radius around his left-eye. The mask material appears to be smooth, and isn't that thick compared to other fragments. His hollow hole is at the center of his back and stomache, allowing one to see the inside of a portion of the jacket through the stomache.

Dellapero Grance slowly walked into the store so called Bloodmetal and glanced around, The place obviously was a weapon shop, but would any of them peak his interests? There was only one way to find out. Dellapero parted his lips and began to speak in his casually overly calm tone of voice that would often be confused with an emotionless tone. "Anyone here?" Such was his question clear and easy to hear to any who might be present in the store at the time.

Dellapero Grance turned his head in the direction of the odd armor-shaped doorway as one, who was supposedly the owner arrived at the area in only about a minute. Usually one would be intimidated by an arrancar's spiritual energy as most arrancar were savage-like. He himself have what one could call savage goals, but he was relatively civalizee. He noted the appearance of the man and through the fact that the being could see him, Dellapero concluded it was a spiritually aware human, or a shinigami in a gigai, though if it was a shinigami, they would have been very likly to call the Soul Society at the time, which the individual before him hadn't.

Dellapero, deciding to be up forward with his requests and questions, began to speak once more in his same tone of voice, only now directed at the male instead of just in any random direction. "Greetings.......I am Dellapero Grance.. I heard from one of the other arrancar in Hueco Mundo this shop sold, somewhat powerful weaponry, correct? If so, I would like to request the" most powerful scythe you have at the moment. Concerning money, I have two hundred fifty thousand yen, if that is enough for such a weapon." Such was his question which would of course get a quick answer. He had no need to state his espada ranking, as such information wouldn't be very relevent to the current scenario. A name and the intended reason for coming to the establishment was all he really needed to say. Now, Dellapero would wait and see if the weapon meteing his specifics was available. Hopefully the numeros wasn't making shit up, or if it was, then there would be one less arrancar in Las Nochas. Dellapero didn't really need a new weapon, but if this place had weapons as powerful as the numeros said, then it would make a good trump card for later.

Dellapero Grance continued giving his dull and overly calm glance as the individual before him went to get what appeared to be a dust-covered inventory book. It was most likely containing the data for which types of advanced weaponry they had here based on his description. Once the ..human, from what he had seen so far, began to read the pages sealed inside the binding, it became apparently obvious the male didn't exactly have much trust in the arrancar. Of course, he was an arrancar, and most arrancar have been known for their trickery and dumb-founded ideas. Dellapero was what some could call evil, but when it came to deals, he could be called a man of his word, most the time, atleast.

After twenty boring minutes past and the supposed shop-owner began to speak once more, Dellapero complied and followed the being through the shop, taking quick, but short looks at the other weapons in the shop. The place was quite like an armorry, but the question was, wil it be powerful, or just a peice of shit? Dellapero didn't fully need a new weapon, after all, being the Trecera, he was one of the strongest arrancar in the known worlf of Hueco Mundo. This was just something for a trump-card to be used later in combat.

Dellapero looked at the steel scythe, it was four feet in height with a 2 feet long blade to the left and a small second blade to the right. So, that was the weapon? he decided to just test it out when he got back to Hueco Mundo as he didn't feel like spending much more time in this dimension. Dellapero grance quickly reached his right-hand into one of his pockets along the inside of his black jacket and pulled out a stack of yen amounting in total to a number of 250.000.

Now at the counter with the store-owner still holding the scythe, Dellapero would set the collection of yen down on the counter and wait, not bothering to speak yet as he only planned to say one more thing later when he left.

With a nod, Urufu accepted the cash and slid it into a drawer protected by many sigils and seals, which all glowed profusely. "Have a nice day, sir." Urufu purred, before turning and wiping something down with a rag. As far as he was concerned, the deal was done and he had no need for the arrancar anymore. And that, my dear friends, was that.

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