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Vainus stepped through the gates of Las Noches, it was a rather quiet place now, the Arrancar who had been around before were gone. Cross was now the Primera, which could bwork out well for Vainus if he actually cared for any of the politics. The daylight beneath the dome was unsettling, a complete contrast to the perpetual nighttime that was Hueco Mundo.
Kicking around the sands at his feet, watching it dissipate on contact with his skin, he felt bored, and somehow lonely. He shook his head to clear that thought out of his head. He had already lived thousands of years without being with others, this time was no different.
The thought of finding another stayed in his mind though, and it compelled him to try and find a new companion, perhaps Cross could be found, or at least another Arrancar.
Kicking around the sands at his feet, watching it dissipate on contact with his skin, he felt bored, and somehow lonely. He shook his head to clear that thought out of his head. He had already lived thousands of years without being with others, this time was no different.
The thought of finding another stayed in his mind though, and it compelled him to try and find a new companion, perhaps Cross could be found, or at least another Arrancar.