Emmi lazily sat in the hallway in front of her room. After she had blown a hole through her wall, a chilly wind was blowing sand in her room, not to mention it had dropped a couple degrees, to uncomfortable to sleep. <br />
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She was dozing off, when suddenly, a little hollow, no bigger then her own foot, ran by. A shoe was in it&#039;s mouth, and it was running like something was trying to kill it. <br />
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Emmi shrugged, the shoe was too big to be hers. She felt a fimiliar spiritual pressure, then a &quot;GRAB THAT HOLLOW!!!!&quot; It was Sobra. The new guy. Nnoitra&#039;s new fraccion. <br />
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Emi watched the silver-haired man run by. She raised one of her blue eyebrows. He stopped and turned around, panting &quot;WELL HELP ME, DAMNIT!&quot; He screamed, running off. Emmi blinked, picking her zanpaktou up and following the arrancar with a missing shoe. <br />
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The ran all through Las Noches. Eventually finding themselves in the middle of the Hueco Mundo desert. How, Emmi didn&#039;t know. But Sobra finnaly unsheathed his zanpaktou and stabbed the little&#039;s hollow, it turned to sand and he put his shoe back on. <br />
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Sobra pulled his zanpaktou out of the ground, turning around and walking back. Emmi put her hands on her hips, &quot;What, no &#039;Thank you Emmi&#039;?&quot; She snapped. &quot;Nope&quot; he said in a cold tone. She followecd him the entire way back, flailing her arms and fussing him out. <br />
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He smirked inwardly the whole way, she could be such a brat.