Meeting of Tiger and Horse (R/Closed/Sargon & Aurora)

[Aurora Guerrero]

Aurora had been walking this desert for what felt like an eternity. She hadn't been in this weird desert for too long, but it was already starting to bore her to tears. She did hear of the Espada and wished to join their ranks. From what she had heard from her prey, they were very powerful. She heard of other groups in this place, but those didn't fascinate her as much as this Espada group did. Just the name alone had a nice ring to it and it rolled off the tongue quite nicely.

She stopped for one minute and pointed her nose up into the air. She sniffed and smelled a hollow nearby. She smiled her feral grin and was off. She ran quickly since the hollow was a little bit away. Once the smell got stronger and she could feel its presence, she slowed down to creep up on it. Thankfully, since she was always barefoot, she was able to get some traction in this sand. She got closer and closer, hiding herself in shadow, always keeping her eyes on her prize. Then, when it turned its back, she quickly pounced on her prey.

Once on top of them, she growled low in her throat at the hollow. The hollow started to beg for mercy, like a weakling. She hated that. "Please Arrancar, please! I have some information you might want to know. There is a new Espada in the ranks. He was given the rank of Tercera. He seeks a fraccion and there are many that want the spot. He is tall with long silver hair that covers his right eye and..." At that point, she broke the hollow's neck and started to eat it. She didn't want to hear it talking anymore.

After she had her meal, she did think about what the weakling had said. So, there was a new Espada, and a powerful one at that to be given the number three. And, he was looking for a fraccion, which is what she was willing to do to go up in the ranks of the Espada and getting numbered herself. It sounded like she needed to meet this Espada and make sure she would become his fraccion. She would kill any other hollow or Arrancar that would stand in her way.

It was then that she got the scent of this weird smell. She had only smelled it while she was alive, which was a few hundred years ago. But, due to her new outlook on life, it smelled like it could be a good meal. She pulled down on her leather, fingerless gloves and started to walk towards the smell. She didn't want to run towards it, she wanted to make this new prey come to her. She tried to make sure where all the shadows were, in case she needed them. She hoped she wouldn't.

It was then that she saw the outline of a man. So, her next prey wasn't an ordinary hollow. But, she had never gone after another Arrancar before. But, there was a first time for everything. She started to slow down and hide in the shadow behind one of the only trees. She waited for this man to walk past her tree. She then looked at this man's hair and noticed that he had hair similar to what that weakling had told her. Interesting she would meet the Espada out here. She walked out from behind her tree. "I hear you're the Tercera Espada and looking for a fraccion. I want that spot. Also, you smell like a horse. I haven't smelled that since I was alive. Very interesting..."

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{Stats}
Strength - 50 Points (63)

Speed - 50 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 50 Points (25)

Reiatsu Strength - 50 Points (63)

Light Aura - 10 Points

Dark Aura - 90 Points

Instinct - 50 Points (25)

Senses - 50 Points

Energy sensory - 50 Points (63)

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 350 Points

SKP used: 8/15

[Weapons: Swords] 1

[Weapons: Knives] 1

[Strength of Will] 1

[Pain Tolerance] 1

[Damage Recovery] 1

[Stealth] 1

[Focused Eye] 1

[Bleeding Tolerance] 1

[Sargon Denumic]

Sargon couldn’t help himself with the fact that he wasn’t pleased with the situation. While it was true that he was now the Tercera Espada and held one of the most powerful positions in Las Noches he wasn’t going to accept it. It was the fact that he only got the third seat position that made him so angry. Someone such as him only was being placed in such a low ranking. If Asmoskon had realized that was the position the other two Arrancar were fighting over he would have simply killed the current first to gain that position. That was still going to happen just not right now there seemed to be something he was missing.

It seemed that most of the other Espada had underlings that went by the name Fraccion. These underlings apparently were like guards or soldiers of each Espada specifically. While Sargon knew he would never allow any that he could acquire to aid him in battle he couldn’t help, but imagine what pride he could feel from having the strongest of Fraccion. It would just be another source of his endless pride and power over everything else in existence. More bodies to spread the fear and legend of Sargon simply useful if nothing else.

So Sargon was walking through the forest hoping to come across at least one Arrancar that could prove them to have some type of potential. Sargon doubted this however for he could remember running through this forest a few decades back and simply killing everything without any type of challenge whatsoever. If that was the current state of the forest still he would never accept a follower. Whoever wanted to be his Fraccion was going to need to prove themselves and he doubted anyone was going to be able to succeed.

It was then that Sargon tasted the smell of the air. There was an Arrancar somewhat near by yet it wasn’t alone. No there was a hollow near the Arrancar. That meant that either they were both working together and would die by Sargon’s hands simply because of weakness or one of them was hunting thee other. The latter was proven correct when Sargon tasted the scent of blood coming from the same location.

It was obvious that the Arrancar had claimed the life of the hollow Sargon could smell the hollows blood from where he continued to walk with his arms crossed over his chest. What was interesting was that the Arrancar seemed to be closing in on Sargon. That meant that either this Arrancar was very stupid or very stupid. Be it as it may Sargon could tell that the Arrancar stopped a few feet from him behind a tree. In the next moment the Arrancar stepped out from the tree revealing itself to be female and feline.

This one sure had a mouth full of disrespect. It was almost enough to make Sargon simply crush her right then and there, but the Espada fought off the intent due to the fact that it wouldn’t aid him in acquiring at least one Fraccion. So starring at the female Arrancar with his stern silver eyes Sargon gave a snort of disgust. “You girl seem to be nothing more than another weak pussy cat. Save yourself and shut your mouth before you speak out of line again and I rip your fur coat right from your flesh for my new palace.”

“You seem to have either courage or stupidity. For your sake I hope it’s not the latter. Now since you so boldly state your reason for disrespect I will allow you to prove yourself worthy of fighting under my name. For the next five minutes you will be blessed with the approval of touching my body. Inflict harm to me if you are possible just try not to bore me or else the time won’t even save your life. Begin!”

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Strength - 200 (100)
Speed - 300
Spiritual Pressure - 300 (600)
Reiatsu Strength - 400 (1000)
Light Aura - 0
Dark Aura - 100
Instinct - 100
Senses - 200 (100)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 400

Abilities:
•[Weapons: Swords] 3
•[Weapons: Shield] 3
•[Street Fighting] 3
•[Strength of Will] 3
•[Battle Focus]

[Aurora Guerrero]

Aurora listened to what the Espada said. It seemed that he thought her to be weak and she needed to shut her mouth before she spoke out of line again and he would rip her fur off. She growled a little at that comment. He then told her it sounded like she had either courage or stupidity. He also said that he would allow her to prove herself worthy of fighting under his name. She now had five minutes to try to injure him and keep him entertained.

Once he told her to begin, she roared loudly. He had just pissed her off. Though, to be fair, it was pretty easy to piss her off, but what he said, she thought was out of line. She growled louder and unsheathed her sword. She knew that she was a lot weaker than he was, but that wasn't going to stop her from fighting him. As of right now, he was in her way, and she vowed to kill anything in her way.

She drew her zanpaktou and instead of holding it with both hands in front of her, she held it in her right hand, with the blade facing the Tercera Espada. She stared him down and ran at him. She knew that what he said would be almost impossible, due to his speed and strength, but she would not give up. She would never give up. While she ran at him, her golden eyes started to glow with her rage.

When she got about two arm's lengths away, she struck out with her zanpaktou. She used as much speed as she could muster, but there was something that still bothered her. Why did he smell like a horse? She had encountered other hollows and they had no distinct animal smell like he did. Maybe because he was an Arrancar. She hadn't really met other Arrancar, but she did hear that most Arrancars were animal-based. It had to be the reason that he smelled like that.

[Sargon Denumic]

The roaring of a cat . . boredom was the only expression that Sargon could feel within his body. This Arrancar seemed to get rather angry very easily which just so happen to be a weakness Asmoskon could exploit. That though wasn't needed against such a weak Arrancar. Although in truth Sargon had no talent or skill at all in energy sensing he could tell just by her actions and overconfidence that this Arrancar was barely more than a simple hollow. Yet Sargon knew that a lot of the time the greatest results came with patience and rage so he decided to continue to stand as she came rushed forward.

After a few moments the blade of this Arrancar was swung in his direction. It seemed very strange to him that she was wielding her sword in a single hand. It just didn't seem to fit her like she wasn't revealing her strongest trait or wasn't giving it her all. As the metal of the blade neared his chest Sargon remembered something very important. Right then and there his left hand launched up and suddenly there was a loud sound that was similar to metal clashing against itself completed by the appearance of sparks in between the both of them.

"Hang on girl. My clothing shouldn't be damaged in this forsake forest." While Sargon didn't specifically care about his clothing it still was a symbol of his newly obtained status as an Espada. Sargon also didn't truly want to leave it on the ground of the forest seeing it as a form of dampening his prideful attire. Though he wasn't someone who cared about the clothing he wore in truth and simply took his coat off his arms and dropped it on the ground to his right.

"Like I said previously girl don't bore me. Use your most powerful methods or else you will be a pelt girl." Sargon wasn't particularly interested in the feline Arrancar it just was a matter that he needed Fraccion. The girl had claimed she wanted the position, but like he had told her she was going to prove that she was worthy. At this point though it just seemed like she wasn't trying to deal out damage that would get through his Hierro. Sargon knew that whatever she did would most likely not penetrate through his skin though and he would need to remember that there was a massive difference between them, but that was the same for everyone when compared to him.

[Aurora Guerrero]

Aurora watched as her sword was met by his left hand. It didn't sever however, and when they did clash, it sounded as if two blades had clashed instead. There were also sparks that had appeared from the clash. She didn't understand how he was able to block her sword with his hand, since it was flesh. The part that puzzled her the most was that the clash made sparks and it was like she hit another sword.

Next, he told her to hang on since he didn't want his clothing to be damaged in the forest. Did he not look around himself? They were in a desert with only like one tree around. Maybe there was something wrong with his vision. She couldn't tell anything just by looking at him. He did take the coat off of his arms and dropped to his right, on the ground. For someone that didn't want to damage his clothes, his coat would get pretty dirty.

He then told her not to bore him. He wanted her to use his most powerful methods or else he would turn her into a pelt. She growled while he talked. She would never be a pelt to the likes of this horse-man. She growled a little louder after that. He did have strength, she would give him that. But, his mouth just made her more pissed. Her rage was reaching her highest levels. She held her zanpaktou out and growled out, "DESTROY, Tigre ácido!"

Once she said that, her zanpaktou exploded, coating everything in acid. Black armor started to appear on her body, her own skin erupting tiger fur and her skull fragment completes on her head, making the helmet. Two special knives appear in her hands, with her sheath still by her side with her zanpaktou. All of that is now coated in her acid and she roars loudly out in the air. He will now get her full fury.

Her eyes glowed even more brightly as she let the acid seep from her armor and weapons even more. She then glares at the horse man. She growls, running at him. Her acid grows more with each step, completely coating her with her acid. The more she runs, the more her acid starts to change shape. When it's complete, it looks like a tiger made from her acidic liquid is running towards him. She roars again before she tries to hit him with this technique.

[Sargon Denumic]

Sargon watched as the little tiger threw herself into her fury. It was quite boring to just watch her get pissed off about the truth that she was going to be a pelt if she didn't impress. It in fact wasn't even Sargon's fault she had told him she wanted the position of Fraccion and this was the price one was going to have to pay to get the position. On top of that the little kitty cat thought she might have a chance of making his radiant blood flow from his magnificent body. That was a mistake however and so she was going to need to show him her true strength and why she thought she could possibly serve him. That was when she held her zanpakuto and growled louder than before then calling out a phase Sargon knew meant only one thing.

It was obvious that this little Arrancar at least was somewhat stronger than a hollow. That fact was self apparent by the fact that she could even release her former hollow powers in her new body. What seemed to change though was black armor and more fur met with a fowl stench. If nothing else was proven Sargon could at least note that her smell had become far more potent. It seemed that the blackness around her body would be the catalyst for her main ability that much Sargon assumed based on the appearance and the way it moved.

So as the little kitty cat charged Sargon growling with all her might he stood his ground. He had second thoughts about leaving his nice black sleeveless shirt on his chest. It would be such a shame if it was touched or damaged by such a smelly ability. He could see the resemblance of the acid taking the shape of a tiger now that she was gaining a good deal of speed . . for a hollow. So as the distance closed between the both of them Sargon graced her pupils with the interaction of his own only for a brief moment. The following resulted in Sargon stepping forward just as she reached him only to attempt a head butt into her skull.

If successful and Sargon’s forehead slammed into the face of this Arrancar Sargon would forward up with a swift knee to her gut. Following the sequence of attacks further Sargon would smack the back of his hand against her face. It seemed that this Arrancar felt that charging forward without knowing anything about the foe was intelligent. In truth Sargon knew almost nothing about the Arrancar’s own abilities yet nothing would ever oppose his own and that was simply fact. “Give it everything you’ve got BITCH!”

[Aurora Guerrero]

Aurora was charging at her full speed. Her anger was at her peak, but she knew that this would be the last shot for her release. While she was charging, she just hoped that this horse man would get hit by her acid and start to burn all of his limbs off. That thought made her smile. She would enjoy watching his limbs fall off so she could eat them. She ran faster and faster until she got to the horse man.

Then, everything changed. He had stepped forward into her attack. At the very last second, he actually head butted her. HE HEAD BUTTED HER! It enraged her even more. The only good thing was that her technique showered both of them in acid when she was stopped, so now he was covered head to toe in her acid. Through the pain, she smiled for that. Before she could react again, he struck.

He kneed her in the gut then smack the back of his hand against her face. She growled at him. HOW DARE HE DISRESPECT HER! No one had ever done that to her and lived. NO ONE. She was going to make this horse man pay. She felt the sting of pain, but she didn't collapse from it. She wouldn't. Not in front of this horse man. She now wanted to rip his head off and bathe in his blood while eating his remains. It would definitely make for a fun night.

When he told her to give it everything she's got, she was annoyed. When he added bitch to the end, she just stared at him. She thought to herself, oh no this horse man didn't just say that. She roared louder. "I AM NOT A FEMALE DOG HORSE MAN! YOU'VE MADE ME ANGRY AND YOU KNOW AT LEAST I DON'T SMELL LIKE A FUCKING HORSE!!" Then, she started to spin, gathering all of the acid she could. Then, when she reached top speed, she headed towards this Espada. She didn't care how strong he was, she was going to kill him now, that was for sure.

[Sargon Denumic]

Once again this feline continued to growl in rage yet no further action came of it. Sargon thought perhaps this disgusting black liquid was meant to harm him in some way. Sargon couldn't understand how though it was just a black liquid that reeked like the smell of the fallen. As the little feline continued to growl after he smacked her across the face Sargon saw that more of the liquid had seeped onto his hand. Rising it and then flicking his hand downward the black liquid fell from his hand to the sandy ground.

It was then that Sargon saw what the purpose of the black liquid held. Smoke was already coming from below and around the black sludge. Sargon saw that around the feline and behind her where she had rushed him was suffering the same effects. While it wasn't the most pleasing ability to look at and it seemed this Arrancar who was more like a little girl being told no for the first time her power brought a grin to Sargon's face. It was then that the small, fragile little feline broke out in rage.

"I AM NOT A FEMALE DOG HORSE MAN! YOU'VE MADE ME ANGRY AND YOU KNOW AT LEAST I DON'T SMELL LIKE A FUCKING HORSE!!"

It was meant to be an insult toward him that much Sargon knew to be true yet nothing was wrong with his smell. In truth this girl had to have a poor sense of smell if that was what she truly smelt emanating from his body. That however wasn't going to be enough to save her from the punishment of a god. As this girl began to spin around and the black liquid gathered toward her Sargon leaped forward attempting to knee her once again in the stomach. He would follow this up with an uppercut executed by his right hand to the bottom of the girl's jaw.

Sargon knew he wasn't the physically strongest by any means yet that wasn't the source of his true strength yet it would have helped punish this feline much more simply. If the previous two strikes connected properly then as the feline felt the effects of Sargon's uppercut the Espada would already be crouched down. In the following instant he would grab hold of the feline's legs and lift her from the ground. What would follow would be multiple executions of Sargon slamming the girl onto the ground then up again to repeat the action. To finish it off Sargon would spin once around and throw her through the air.

If all of this was successful then Sargon was going to want to see if the girl was alive and still had at least some rage or spirit left in her body. This meant that just as soon as her body would hit the ground Sargon would already be standing right behind her looking down at her face from over her head. "If you want the position of a Fraccion your going to need to following certain rules girl. Is all you can smell truly horse flesh if so then your acid has effected your own senses as well." Sargon was truly curious if that was the case if this girl was only able to smell his horse scent the she was weak. He wanted someone that could at least smell the scent of a burning he held in terms of senses for an Arrancar at her level.

[Aurora Guerrero]

Aurora hoped that it would insult the Espada, but she figured it probably wouldn't. No matter, at least her screaming that out made her feel a lot better. It eased just a little bit of her rage, but honestly the rage never goes away. It is always in the back of her mind, pushing her forward. It kept her going when she needed it and it gave her the power when she wanted to overpower her enemies.

She could tell during the spin that he didn't seem too impressed with her technique. But, she could see a little bit out of the acid that was surrounding her. It seemed that this Espada was finally realizing what her acid did. Though, she was sad that her acid didn't effect him. But, he started to look around and notice what she was doing to the surrounding area. After he looked, he smiled. It was interesting.

But, she figured that a smile was good for something. Then, when she got close, he leapt forward, through her acid, kneeing her again in the stomach. He followed up with an uppercut that got her right in the jaw. The uppercut hurt, that was for sure. While she was feeling the pain, she saw the Espada crouch down in front of her. then, in the next instant, he grabbed her by the legs, lifted off the ground.

After this, he slammed her into the ground multiple times before spinning around once and throwing her into the air. She was dazed, that much was for certain. But, she could remember a little bit of her life before all this, looking up into the sky, wishing to fly like this. So, while she was going through the air, she just watched everything flying by under her, and it actually felt a little freeing.

Until she was crashing towards the ground. She definitely didn't want to crash, so she tried to at least turn in the air to land on her feet. Thankfully, she did. Right when she landed, the Espada appeared behind her, telling her that if she wants the position, she had to follow certain rules. He then asked if all she could smell was horse, then there was something wrong with her sense of smell. "What kind of rules are you talking about? Also, I smell other things about you, but the horse smell is much more interesting to me."

[Sargon Denumic]

Sargon had watched as this little girl managed to land on her feet. It was amusing to watch her struggle to execute such a feat after being unable to counter his physical assault. It wasn't very impressive that this girl hadn't been able in the least to defend herself against the basic strategy that Sargon had employed against her. However, the ability that this feline possessed was something that peaked Sargon's interest. It would make for at least some kind of extension in his name.

Now that he was behind her however it seemed that the girl was once again back to asking questions. She was interested still in claiming the position of his Fraccion. As he had said only a few moments ago that if she wanted the position she was going to need to follow specific rules. Well the fact was that she was asking Sargon what these rules were instead of waiting for him to decide when to tell her himself. That was in fact going against the first rule and as a result this girl would be punished.

In the next moment Sargon’s right hand dropped from the cross like position while his left dropped down to his pants pocket. The right hand however moved to the top of his girl’s head only to grab hold of her hair in the following moment and pull her backwards until she would be right next to him. “You should be more interested in improving yourself before deciding to watch others girl. To prevent you from causing yourself future harm here is the first rule. Never speak unless spoken too unless it revolves around a subject I have assigned you to previously.”

As he finished Sargon would shove the girl away from him and flip the black sludge from his right hand. “The second rule is simple. Every action you take from this point onward will reflect your status as a servant under my command. Due to this fact you’re to do your best in every single battle your involved in. I will only accept so many losses from you before you’ve proven yourself merely a disgrace to my name.”

“Now for the final rule. You’re never to disobey an order from me. In doing so you will effectively cleanse yourself of the status as my servant and will fall in the following moment by my hands. However, keep this in mind little girl there is a goal I set for you from this moment onward. Learn under and serve me in order to surpass me. This is nearly impossible for any insect such as you yet I do find potential in that gruesome release of yours.”

[Aurora Guerrero]

Aurora didn't know if he was impressed or not, but frankly, she didn't care. She has been put through the ringer in her life and what he was doing was no different than what she was used to. What pissed her off the most was that she wasn't even able to harm the bastard. Her acid did nothing against him and it seemed that he just thought of it as a liquid of sorts. No matter, one of these days she will burn him.

That thought alone filled her with evil glee. She smiled to herself, showing her teeth. On that day, it would be a glorious feat indeed. She just thought about it, standing there, with her awesome daggers at the ready. She was whirling them in her hands, thinking about what she would do to this Espada once she killed him. She got lost in the moment and almost forgot where she was for a moment.

It was then she felt a hand grab onto her hair pretty hard and get jerked backwards to stand at the right side of Sargon. The reason that he pulled her to the right side wasn't really lost on her. From the side he picked alone, she knew that she got the job. Obviously, she was better than the others that wanted the position. Or, she just pissed him off enough that he wanted her to be a punching bag.

Things could we worse. He then told her that she needed to be more interested in improving herself before watching others. He then said to prevent herself from causing more harm, the first rule he was laying down was to never speak unless spoken to unless it revolves around a subject he assigned to her. Then he shoved her away from him and flipped off more of her acid. She growled low in her throat for that action.

She then listened to the other rules. The second rule was every action she takes from now on reflects her status as a servant under his command. She didn't like being called a servant, making her eyes glow a little, but he was powerful and she would endure, for now. He then said he would only accept so many losses before she becomes a disgrace to his name. So, he pretty much wanted her to train all the time, very interesting.

Then, the last rule was to never disobey him. If she did, she would 'cleanse' herself of the status of his servant and will fall by his hands. Now, he said that the goal he's set for her from this moment onwards is to learn under and serve him so she could surpass him. He sees the potential in her gruesome release. She always liked her release. But she did like the fact that he wants her to surpass him.

She liked the goal, that's for sure. She thought it over and in all honesty, it didn't really bother her too much, his rules. She didn't like being called his servant, but she was sure that they weren't even really going to talk anyway, so she would get freedom. It was nothing she couldn't handle. She's handled worse before. "Alright horse man, I accept the rules. My name is Aurora by the way, so you don't have to keep calling me girl. What is the first thing I'm going to do?" She took a breath and her release faded away.

[Amagai Kuchiki]

Grading this as a PvP, but please be specific next time in the title.

280 TP Aurora 
350 TP Sargon