A spar in the desert?

Dellapero Grance, known also in Hueco Mundo quite commonly as the Trecera espada, stood silently under the endless midnight that enveloped the desert of Hueco Mundo in a constant shadow. The thing with Hueco Mundo that was differemt then most other worlds was that it was always midnight. The moon was always up and infinite darkness spread over the white sands that made up the land. Just below the vast desert was the imfamous Menos Forest where most hollows of Adjuhas class and lower stayed in their eternal hell in afight to survive. The life of a hollow was a real pain in the ass and no one except an arrancar or hollow of the higher ranks would know that. The weaker hollows usually died before they could fully understand and the other species, unles they also spent half a milenia there would fail to compensate in experience. Only the one's who have proved to be the strongest through constant combat knew of every aspect that made their life what it is. That was usually because the mind fails to comprehend such advanced things quickly and such could only be acknowledged fully through years of experience.

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 was hera, at the center of the seemingly endless desert of Hueco Mundo solely to be in solitude for the moment and think over current and past events, He had heard from one of the Numeros arrancar that a new Segunda Espada had been placed in the ranks, though who it was or how powerful they were was unknown to him. A calm wind moved over the grains of sand and created small wvaes of drift reaching only about 3 or 4 inchs above the base of ground.

The white deserts of Hueco Mundo: a perfect desolation. While most beings would be driven insane by the constant solitude found within this world of the hollows, it seemed that it's natural inhabitants had adapted quite well. Then again, since your average hollow was no more than a hungering beast who had to fight just to survive; the silence of being alone was probably a welcome break. Still, even then, most of the more advanced hollows had at least a pack of others with whom they traveled with; providing them with so sort of companionship. This desolation, however, was a welcome to a lone wanderer exploring the white sands. Judging by the way that not even a single hollow (despite their sparse population) even approached this wanderer, it was clearly obvious that he was a very powerful being. Just how powerful, however, could only be gauged once close enough to see a number "2" printed on the front left side of his white jacket; signifying that he was the Segunda Espada Diablo Cortar. Of course, he did have his number tattooed on his body somewhere, but it was not visible at the moment.

As he continued his solitary walk, Diablo noticed a trace of reiatsu that was much stronger than any of the hollows that lived here in the desert. By simple deduction, Diablo was able to assume that he was not the only Arrancar (if not Espada) who was wandering the desolate plains this day. This, of course, wasn't all too welcome to the Segunda Espada as he preferred to be alone; disliking the typical "Arrancar personality". Still, now that he was able to sense this presence, it was obvious that this being would also be able to sense him. Deciding, although even if against his better judgement, to find the owner of this reiatsu; Diablo began to follow it to its source. Using sonido to move quicker, Diablo was soon at the source of the reiatsu he had sensed; the Trecera Espada. Appearing a few yards behind him after using sonido, Diablo slowly closed the gap between them by simply walking. "Trecera...¿qué estás haciendo aquí?" he asked in Spanish, something he often did. Of course, as he spoke, there wasn't even the slightest hint of emotion in his tone, only his slight Spanish accent. Along with this, his face showed no signs of any emotion as well.

~Diablo's Fun Translation Time~
"¿qué estás haciendo aquí?" = "What are you doing here?"

Dellapero Grance continued to stand motionlessly in silence and solitude, which just so happened to be his aspect of death, when another seemingly high spiritual presence became apparent in the area. Judging from it, even by a distence, the reiatsu source belonged to another arrancar, though who or of which rank they were was unknown. Dellapero didn't know many of the espada as he himself had recently joined their ranks less then a few weeks ago. As the energy source drew closer, seemingly at a faster rate then before as well, it became more clear of which ranking the being had. By this point, it was obviously an espada, most likely in the top six, but time would soon tell, as distence determined the amount of power that could be sensed from his Pesquisa. Dellapero's pesquisa wasn't too bad or good, It was average for ann espada, adept, as some would say.

Once the being appeared before him, it was clear what ranking in power they had. The man who Dellapero had sensed earlier was the new Segunda Espada, as told by their power and the number marking on their white-jacket. As the new entrant spoke in a spanish language with the emotionless tone you rarely heard these days, Dellapero, knowing most spanish, though not exactly being an expert on it as he mainly spoke English, Japanese, and German, retorted to the man's question in his normal tone of voice which was described as overly calm to the point of being confused with emotionless at times. One with an actual emotionless tone should have been able to tell the difference in his voice. "Greetings, the new Segunda Espada, I assume? I am here to spend my time in solitude, or was, in the current case. Now, for what particuler reason have you decided to come to this specific location?" It was a simple question with a simple answer that would seen be heard from who had been asked. Dellapero, have not been meeting someone of such rank, would most likely have responded much differently to others. Normally, he would have just asked one what the hell they wanted and nothing more. The reason he acted different with those of higher power is because they usually were of far greater use in his plans then the weaker pawns. However,his plans were known to only himself at the moment, as he had never spoke them yet. The only way someone could comprehend and know of his ideals were if they somehow had the ability to read minds, which was a rare power to see these days as well.