An Encounter With The New Primera Espada & Gathering of The Shadow Espada: Enter Rose Miscehvang [Mini-Event]

Ugh, what a fucking week. It had been Rose Mischevang, one of the youngest Mischevang sisters, grand return into the Hollow scene. And oh boy, was it not a grand return for her. During the initial entrance of her debut, she had deployed into the burning wreckage that was Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. It was a horrid war zone filled with a never ending supply of bodies, mayhem, destruction and blood for as far as the eye can seen. However, for this veteran Arrancar, it didn't phase her one bit. In fact, she thrived in this environment; as she had displayed capacities worthy of her claiming the Primera Espada position for herself. One of the first major highlights of this return event for Rose was the fact that she had utterly blazed through a Shinigami who currently surpassed her Beta-State in power/strength, but had ended that confrontation in roughly a minute. Secondly, prior to that, she had finally gotten to see her loving sister, Ashlei Clixx, and had a short, but disgruntled reunion with her.

Lastly, although there was talk of another Primera Espada in Shadow Fall, Rose didn't particularly care for him or her. As, when she had sized the supposed Primera Espada in that battlefield, he was nothing more then a joke to her and ill-fit to take such a high ranking position. Therefore, if this asshole wanted to start a fight about who was going to be the new number one, she'd gladly bash his head in and fill the contents of his empty skull throughout the hallways of the Espada meeting room. After all, to be a leader of monsters, you yourself must have the raw strength needed to know when to put these punks in their place. Nobody listens to nice words, but everyone listens to peaceful words if they have the threat of bodily harm and non-stop brute violence hanging over their head. As skewed as that saying or logic is, it's something that Rose believed would be needed if she was going to properly assert her dominance in this group; and sometimes you had to get a bit irrational with fuckwads who dared to otherwise oppose your authority.

AT ANY RATE, it was about time she had held a gathering of the new Arrancar and Hollow who joined the ranks of this crazy organization known as Shadow Fall and the Shadow Espada. The lass had no idea who she was leading, outside of the database profiles this faction of freaks had posted up in their registries; so Rose needed to get a personal feel for each and every one of her teammates that could attend this meeting of beasts. Thus, as logic would dictate, some sort of introduction to her...coworkers...would most likely be required. As a result, The Self-Proclaimed Primera Espada would call a massive assembly in the compound that was Las Noches. Unlike Espada rendezvous of the olden days, Rose actually invited all those who were of Arrancar/Hollow origin, possessed a high enough rank within the depths of Shadow Fall and knew the location of Hueco Mundo to attend this convergence of hollowfied beings; as she wanted every elite warrior who was apart of this organization to partake in this event.

This message was spread throughout the networks of Shadow Fall to all those whom possessed communication devices affiliated with Shadow Fall, it was spread even further through telepathic connections thanks to the skilled sorcerer's who were among Shadow Fall's ranks and this bold announcement had even passed by word of mouth thanks to Rose having her own personal grunts alert those within this organizations membership that this gathering was going to be occurring today. With this declaration taken care of, she'd then go on to transport herself to the meeting room of the Espada. Prior to this, she had buried deep within the depths of Shadow Fall's research department located within Demon World. There? She had been devising something truly delicious for herself and other outstanding species of her race as well. Combined with Rose's intellect, craftsmanship and the resources pooled together from Shadow Fall; she had quite the large array of tools needed to come up with thousands upon thousands of new methods to augment the racial attributes of the entire Hollow race. With the major focus on augmentations, cybernetics and the transition of every asshole and their mother having some sort of superpower; there was going to be some sort of genius thinking required to set the bar a bit higher. If Rose's research was correct, she may have found the answer to quell such an issue and establish the Arrancar to the same level of fear they once had in the days of the Winter War.

As she was preparing for her own dimensional warp from a docking station contained within the compound back in Demon World, she had pondered if she was going to share this information in the meeting. This was because she was still unsure of the data she had gathered about this project. The only subject she had tested these experiments on had been, well, herself. Of course the Primera Espada had a strong understanding of what should, could and would not work with her body's structure; yet, in the back of her mind, she knew that all beings weren't made alike. What may have worked on one individual, could prove utterly lethal for another person. However, there was not a single shred doubt within Rose's mind that she'd at least mention a tidbit of this Intel with her eldest sister and Hollow Queen, Ashlei Clixx. But Despite that, there was obviously going to be some kinks that needed to be worked out in the early stages of this development. Ergo, it was extremely necessary to evaluate the minions whom followed her under the banter of Primera Espada. If they were weak shits? Then she'd give them no other choice then to undergo this transformation. There was no way she was going to drag around pathetic sacks of meat that were better suited to be spliced, diced and minced up into dog-chow then to serve her as fellow Espada.

After all, when she was watching footage of Lala Vega's encounter with some Quincy dipshit who took residence in the Forest of Menos, she wasn't none to impressed with the strength of supposed new generation of Shadow Espada. From the estimates of that fight, this chick was fighting with a vice captain power at best and it seemed nobody possessed the proper skills to take this guy out. So, with an irritated sigh, Rose knew this was going to be a touchy subject to bring up in the gathering, but she couldn't care anymore about the personal feelings of her men. All that mattered was asserting further Arrancar dominance, wiping out that Quincy fucker, getting to know her comrades better, seeing Ashlei once more outside of the pits of battle and possibly unveiling her project to put her plans into action. Furthermore, in a different train of thought, there was no doubt in her mind with this new war brewing across the lands, that these sorts of gatherings were taking place throughout other factions in the known universes. So, to play safe, it was wise to Rose Mischevang that she held this meeting while everyone was still in one piece.

Thus, with those thoughts in mind, The Primera Espada mentally activated the coordinates in the teleporation device near her and instantly warped her to the location of the Espada meeting room. Once there? She'd walk towards the entrance of the room, slam her fist on a object that appeared to be a hand signature device. Following that action, a brilliantly lit holographic set-up had began to arise towards the center of the meeting table. The facility would dim in lighting, a soft red glow would ease into the room and all sorts of video recording of the Shadow Espada's fights had began to flourish throughout the HUD, heavily detailed charts of the Arrancar Physiology were exhibited across this strange invention and data profiles of the Espada members were shown across the varying chairs in the meeting room. Glad that everything was following into place, Rose would take a heavy sigh, slam her ass on a cushy chair and then slam her feet up on the table; having a somber exposition parade across her face. At this point, it was all a matter of playing the waiting game and seeing what the events of today would transpire for the following year to come.