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[DeuxDeux]

"Uhhhhhh, we've been here for quite a while. Soooooo, I'm gonna go over here and trip balls on these pills in my backpack." Tu said as he skipped away into the desert.

[Bebo]

(Sorry, been fairly busy the past few days with life+schoolwork, should get to it tonight or tomorrow at the latest >_>.)

[Bebo]

"No, a currency is of no real use to us...though I suppose I could have one of my men steal something you'd like, something that you couldn't get caught doing, hm? As you know, we don't really care what belongs to who." The First asked with a slight smirk. His words were true enough, if he or any of the Espada wanted something badly enough that wasn't theirs, they would just take it regardless of the circumstances.

"Or would you prefer something a little more normal?" He asked in a flat tone.

[Loba]

Willow appeared from the entrance, "My my, I thought I felt good old Shanks. It's been some time. I was the 10th Espada Willow Raton, Currently Willow Loba." Loba bowed her head a bit in respect to the former first.

"Beo, I overheard their offer. With our recent activity, maybe having a group which we could claim we are not affiliated with doing missions against certain foes might prove beneficial." Using his words delicately, with their take over of Nebo, The Soul Society will likely get aggressive, so using this group as a buffer against the soul society, and even as a attack force would be useful. As long as they couldn't prove a connection between the Espada and Mercenary group, the group could be used to wage a proxy war. Or even use them to take out certain targets in other soul societies to weaken the defenses so that the Espada would have an easier time at conquest. 

"But I dunno, these guys don't look half as strong as us... Don't you hire people becasue you lack power?" Willow said a bit insultingly, "Oh my, that was rude. Forgive me." Willow bowed again, "Sorry for the interruption, Bye bye!" Willow broom appeared in his hand and he took off into LN.

[Sol]

"Hrm... Steal something for us, huh... Well I can't think of anything at the moment, but I suppose that can wait until you actually need our services for something." Sol said before pausing as the 8th Espada came out and gave his/her rather lengthy analysis on the situation.  Sol cocked an eyebrow at that last bit but kept from doing anything but scowling a little at him/her as s/he left.  "Okay, I uh... I know I didn't exactly pay as much attention to the Espada as I should have back then but... I SWEAR that one used to be a boy..."

[Bebo]

"I know just as much as you about it, to be honest. The men say the crazy kid experimented on himself with the souls he'd eaten and another took over his previous form...which makes sense in theory I guess, but I just leave it at that. As long as he serves his post well enough." He replied, shrugging his shoulders lightly. "Forgive his lack of subtlety as well, apparently kids these days aren't taught it." He chuckled. What Willow had said earlier he had been mulling inside his head as the two spoke. Hearing another share his sense of opinion just helped to solidify his thoughts.

"Well, alright then, we'll figure things out when the time comes." He straightened his posture and held out his right hand again. "It's good to know you're still around. Take care of yourself, hm? I don't know about the others, but you're still the old friend I know." He gave a friendly smile towards his comrade of old. True enough, it'd be hard to forget the person you slaughtered an entire group of pompous assholes with.

[Rider]

"Oh my, it seems we have an unexpected guest today." Rider called out, swiftly yet gracefully descending from above, landing squarely on his feet. "Ghosts from the past show up when you least expect them, hm?" Planting his collapsed umbrella into the earth, Rider dusted off the bits of sand that had found their way onto his sleeves. "So, what have you been up to? As far as I could tell watching you all earlier, you had some allies of rather dubious character. Cohorts in your latest plan, I take it?"

[Sol]

"Er... Rider... You've.." he paused, not sure how to address the now second espada.  "got an umbrella.... How've you been?" he asked.  In the past, Rider and the former first had never been THAT close, but he'd needed Rider's inventions often enough to keep in good contact with them.  "No plan, this time, I'm afraid.  At least as long as you don't count making money as a plan." he said with a shrug.  "aand.... those dubious characters are.. still sort of here... Well... physically.  I'm pretty sure that one just took something that'll make him try to gargle sand for a few hours..."

[DeuxDeux]

Like magic, hearing what sounded like him being mentioned Deux snap back into existence. "Pfffffffffffft,  why do you say such things to mr.umbrella, I don't start tripping like that till around lunch time. Mr.umbrella I am far from dubious. I am DeuxDeux."

[Rider]

"Not bad." Rider replied simply to Shanks' question, retaining a smirk on his face. "The past five years has been rather dull, besides the various projects I've been engaged in. Same old, same old, you could say." Before Rider could continue, Deux interjected, defending the quality of his character, with an introduction thrown in.

"You're right; you are indeed far from dubious. Dubious implies there's still some question in it." Rider replied, bringing his hand to his mouth in a chuckle. "You've seemed to have passed that point a long time ago." The Espada finished his sentence with a shrug, pausing a moment. "In any case, I'm the Second Espada, Rider. A pleasure to meet you, Deux."

[DeuxDeux]

"Mmdzkxdfasdie" Deux mumbled incoherently, his various depressants have kicked in and rendered him a drooling fool as predicted by shanks. He did not gargle sand, for sand is for the unclean instead he just drooled some more. "Riiiiiiiidaaaaaaaaaah, such a ldvdafeaveasdf" And once again his train of thought derailed horribly.

"Hmmmm, have I ddknnnnnnnnnnn." and now the train has exploded. Deux was out of it completely and subconsciously decided to just take a nap.

[Rider]

"Hahaha..." Rider gave a light laugh as he watched Deux enter a drug-induced seizure. "Fascinating.." He said,turning to face Shanks. "So as I was saying; some rather dubious characters you've chosen to associate yourself with now, hm? Though I must say, he's interesting in his own way..." Rider followed with a light chuckle. "Really, it's amazing his body could handle that many drugs in the first place. Truly a wonder how his body hasn't given out on him yet."

[Sol]

Sol sighed as he walked over to the passed out druggie and picked him up, hurling him over his shoulder.  "Trust me, if he puts the right pills into himself, he becomes some kind of murder machine.  If anything, he'd probably die if he STOPPED taking them at this point." he paused, thinking back over Rider's words for a second.  "And NO... No you can NOT experiment on him..." he added sternly.

[Rider]

"Hahahaha... I thought of no such thing. I was merely commenting on his oddity. Do you really think me that irresponsinble?" Rider laughed as he said this, twirling his umbrella around. "Though, now that you mention it, I'm interested..." Naturally, Rider was joking around. He wouldn't do such a reckless thing, never!

[Sol]

Sol gave a nervous chuckle as he took a few steps backwards away from the mad scientist.  "In any case, I'm assuming it's not hard for you all to keep in touch with us.  We're situated in a base in the Sahara and I'm figuring you have your ways of communication."  He said, opening a garganta as he stepped backwards.  "Kun-To.  We're headed back to the base.  Let's go." he said before exiting through the rip.