Lunam Deserto [DE, Cinematic]

[Hebika Nara]

Thread Title: Lunam Deserto [DE, Cinematic, X]
Participants: Tsaj Dread, Ajraka Kuchiki, Hebika Nara, Jyuria Anexet
World: Human World
Death Setting: Death Enabled
Rating: X
Location: A Moonlit Wilderness


Combat Theme
Special Conditions: BATTLE CONDITIONS

Win:
-Calm Ajraka's Tits (People other than Ajraka, Dread especially)
-Don't Die (Everyone)
-Protect the Hottie! (Hebika)
-Stop this nonsense (Jyuria)
-Murder that Bitch Arrancar (Ajraka, and to a lesser extent Jyuria)

Lose:
-Die (Everyone except Hebika)
-Get your body ruined (Hebika)
-Accidentally ingest Dread's Reiatsu (Jyuria)

Handicaps:
-None

Special Conditions:
-Incoming Meteorite! After Three rounds of posts, the Meteor in the sky will impact dead center of the field.


Circumstances: Unaffiliated Arrancar Dread (Class 5) was trying to enjoy some time in the world of the living. However, during a meteor shower, several other spiritual beings crossed her path, one of which was the very same Beastclan she fought once before. She must defend herself from the Frothing Ajraka!

Sand Pirate Ship-driver, and member of the Noble Kuchiki Family: Ajraka Kuchiki (Class 4), fell asleep in the middle of a field. Little did she know she would wake up to a meteor shower, and an old foe! Enraged, she intends to defeat the arrancar, and anyone who gets in her way!

Xcution hopeful Hebika Nara (Class 4], was on her way away from smelly Karakura town (What a shitty place) when she met one hot mamma jamma. However she was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a monstrous otter! She must chill this furry bitch the fuck out and get revenge for being blindsided!

Stern Ritter Jyuria Tveda Anexet, Ritter "T" The Transcriptor (Class 3), was on her way out to enjoy a meteor shower when a flying severed arm smacks her in the face. She spots Dread: an arrancar, and assumes she is to blame (which in a roundabout way she is). She intends to stop this fight and ensure that whomever started it pays.

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Where was she? It was the first of many questions that so found themselves in the woman's mind as, all around her, she felt cool, refreshing breeze all over her body, rustling her clothing as long grass wafted along her body, swallowing hard as she slowly allowed those eyes to creak open and take a look around her. Suddenly her eyes were enraptured by the sight of the moon high above, and the pale glow it cast all around her, the streaking of stars across the sky like some sort of display.

Even as she stared up into the sky they seemed to reproduce, more and more of those brilliant lights coming into play to dazzle and sparkle in ways she was completely unused to. In the back of her head, Ajraka almost could hear a tinkling laughter, as if each of those little stars were a sprite or fairy that littered the skies with their shining laughter. Bit by bit, it almost was…irritating. It bothered her eyes to some degree….for some reason.

She had never seen so many shooting stars, and as she stared, she noticed that not only were they streaking about, but they seemed to be moving all over the lace, lancing across the skies in slow, gradual streams as that moon radiated a light brighter than all of them, a full moon giving the grassy pasture an eerie and almost cinematic feel to it. In any case, she slowly drew herself to her feet, a grunt escaping her as a very odd, familiar sensation reached her and she looked around until she saw it.

One star in particular, like some giant fist was streaking it's way across the sky, burning a brilliant blue light that almost matched the moon in it's intensity. And something about it was just……odd. A sensation she couldn't quite explain filled her, a sort of tense apprehension that sank into her bones and made it hard to concentrate, hard to feel much but…..anxiety. She didn't like it, and slowly, she began to notice that she was not the only one looking at that brilliant falling star.

Presences all around her cued her in that she was not all on her own, two….three others were around her, and she couldn't tell exactly how far away they were, making her nervous as she looked all around and sank into the tall grass, those eyes instinctively narrowing as she balled her hands into fists, that tail all but curling around her almost protectively as she took a moment to try and scout out the others in the area, those lips peeling back as she felt a snarl making it's way to her throat.

She didn't expect to go falling asleep in a place like this, it was…stupid. She should have fallen asleep in the ship at least, knowing that her spiritual pressure had a way of drawing attention to herself in a manner that got her into trouble from time to time, she was, to this day, still having issues concealing herself when unconscious, unable to just keep her spiritual pressure in check when she wasn't awake. Stupid stupid stupid.

And here it had gotten her into this situation, one that no doubt would not end well. Already she sensed….something familiar. something that made her angry. It took her but a few moments to slowly realize that she was not only not alone, but she recognized one of them. A presence that was far too familiar, and one that made her eyes narrow vehemently as she felt those claws of hers curling even more irritably along her palms.

It was HER. That damned bitch of an arrancar. Her hackles rose along her spine as she remembered what the woman had done to her before, that absolute slutbag of a hollow. A rage boiling inside of her unlike anything she had felt before, her breathing growing heavier and heavier as the very idea of being near them set her off, a growl escaping her lips as she didn't even wait. She began striding purposefully toward the woman's scent, closing the distance rapidly, a bit of blindly angry as she began picking up speed, not at all caring that she was all but going full tilt by fourteen seconds into her run.

She didn't even pay attention to what was in her way as she balled one arm into a fist, suddenly furious as she let out a low hiss as she bucked it toward that presence, not even noticing that it was near yet another one. It didn't matter. Dread, was the one she was going for, and she didn't give a rat's smelly shit as to what else was in her way as she reared back and suddenly sent a punch with all of her strength for the woman,.

At the very moment that she rushed towards them and unleashed her attack, she let out a furious bellowing roar that echoed throughout the area, a resounding booming cry that seemed almost to accent the malevolent presence of the meteor as it burned overhead. As if in some strange way, that meteor was mocking them, mocking her, and egging her on to take out her frustration, a silent and wordless, voiceless chuckle echoing through the area in the form of presence alone. The Meteor seemed almost amused.

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{Ajraka's Stat stuffs}Strength - 300

Speed - 500 Points (750 points)

Spiritual Pressure - 130 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 75 Points (50 points)

Light Aura - 50 Points

Dark Aura - 50 Points

Instinct - 200 Points

Senses - 85 Points

Energy sensory - 20 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points

[Street Fighting]:{2}
[Pain Tolerance]:{2}
[Bleeding Tolerance]:{2}
[Damage Recovery]:{2}
[Stealth]:{2}
[Stealing]:{1}

[Hebika Nara]

A walk was what she needed. Yes that was it. Even thugh she felt a little sick to her stomach, a little…off kilt. She couldn't help but believe in some small way that taking a walk would somehow cure her of this horrible, dreadful feeling inside of her. A feeling that could only, singularly, come into effect from one thing and one thing only: children. The vile, wreched little snots that had come to occupy the hills she had been jogging through.

Her hatred for those disgusting little fleshsacks was something that burned fiercely, and when she had seen on the news that there would be a meteor shower, she had decided that it would be lovely go to see. A brilliant and rare display she could go enjoy on her lonesome as Shizuka was out of town. And why not enjoy it? It was beautiful, even on her way from the house she had enjoyed the sight of it as she headed for the outskirts of karakura, the best of places to go and be away from its citizens.

Only on the way, she hadn't thought of the fact that with such a beautiful and pure form of visual entertainment, humans would flock out in droves with their little rugrats. All along the streets on her way out she had seen them. Smiling, crooning, asking to be picked up, asking what they were, asking, asking asking. Some of them crying, sniveling, wanting to go home, or sobbing about how the stars were gona go away if they kept falling out of the sky.

It was stupid, and repulsive. A burning hatred filled her every pore as she began to jog just a little bit faster. Focus a little more forward, trying to blot out the inane questions and "mommy"s and "daddy"s that filled the air and ruined the spectacle for her. It just put her in a very bad mood, and it soiled what was supposed to be a relaxing evening. So when she finally DID get the fuck away from Karakura, she was fuming, but getting better.

As she soon slipped away from those bright lights, displays, and all that ridiculousness that so peppered the streets with their pointlessness and sillyness, she could not help but relish and enjoy, the languid manner of those streaking stars was soothing, a melody of visual display that filled her with a calm that almost smothered her terrible mood that continued to simmer from within with a passion that burned hatred. But then again, as she went out, something else caught her attention.

A presence. And once she wasn't sure she could describe. She had terrible ability to sense spiritual pressure, nonexistent. But something…cued her in. There was a sort of poke to her instincts that something…unusual was nearby. She frowned, her bad mood beginning to fester a little. It was USUALLY the sensation she felt when a hollow was nearby, or a shinigami for that matter. Her muscles tensed and she could already tell she wasn't going to like what she found.

She began to go toward it, and as she closed in she only felt worse and worse, something was wrong. she felt….surrounded. As she moved and closed in on that uneasy sensation, she felt like there was more than one. A fight going on perhaps? She couldn't quite tell, and soon she began to sense that something far more than just the lightshow was going on here.

It wasn't until just then that she felt someone watching her, as she was entering a vast, enormous field of tall grass, just emerging from a nearby treeline, that she felt someone behind her. Spinning about, she narrowed her eyes, ready to summon one of her entities in order to deal with them when suddenly, a gorgeous glow met her eyes. Something that she had never even thought happened: she was struck silent, those brilliant yellow eyes staring wide.

The woman was divine almost. And the moonlight and starlight from above only made her moreso. She was not incredibly tall, only barely moreso than Hebika herself was. But she was radiant. Tsaj's skin was almost porcelain white, a brilliant lustrous milky hue that caught the moonlight like wax paper, and made it glow like she was some sort of angel. that hair only added to the effect, a brilliant white that matched skin as if to try and best it. Each individual strand was like a fine stream of silver that filled the area around dread with a luminescence that took the mod soul's breath away.

But more than that, she was HOT. A body that was clearly athletic, muscles that were a little prominent, but not so much as to be constantly on display in definition. The woman had a respectable rack, and her face accented the rest of her like nothing she had seen. Pale eyes that one couldn't tell if they were blue or just white and drinking in the light and color of the moon. She was very still as the woman looked at her, tilting their head as if expecting Hebika to say something.

Say something. Say ANYTHING. But not about her tits! Cmon Hebika you can do this. You're suave. you're savy. You can do this. She knew her aura would make the woman feel warm, welcome, and safe. But the woman had an aura of their own. Not nearly as strong as hers, but it was definitely there, and as she swallowed hard, she tried to think past the feeling that radiated from this woman.

It wasn't just that she was hot, and beautiful, and gorgeous, but she felt….wise. It was like her body was far younger than the rest of her, and the look that she was being given let her know that the woman was somehow older than Hebika could even imagine What was she to do in the face of this….being? to call her a woman was a discredit. She was a goddess.

When that gorgeous face shifted, she noticed it immediately, a sudden frown on their features before any of them could talk, just as Hebika was about to blurt out how fucking hot this woman was, she noticed a very loud noise behind her. She was about to turn when suddenly a fist connected with her right shoulder. Alarm on her face as her eyes bulged out, caught completely off guard as that fist hit her and it was like being hit by a train. Before she could even process what was going on she felt that clawed fist tearing straight through her shoulder, an injury that she would need to deal with later as she was suddenly without an arm or a shoulder.

The beast that had barreled like a train into her slammed her into the ground from the force of the impact alone, and Hebika's mouth was wide open, the words 'you're so fuckin hot' still on their way out as she spun, the look of surprise on Tsaj's face still present as Hebika when spiralling toward the treeline. The tree she was heading for became her new subject of focus as her brain suddenly began revving up.

With something aside from the hottie on her mind, her brain suddenly kicked into overdrive. She had a new thing to focus on, and her mind began cranking into a more battle-hardened processing speed, her focus sharpening as she focused on the woman that had skidded to a stop behind her. The tree sh ehad been about to impact, at her behest, sprung forward, snagging onto where her old arm had been but a moment before, her old one now flying off into the woods as that wood molded and crept along her skin, wrapping itself along her body in a protective layer as the thing was like a symbiote, covering her from head to toe as well as filling in the missing limb, allowing her to slam into the next tree and launch herself off of it.

The trunk shattered as her new second skin, her Hifu, had enough force to stop her wild spinning, landing hard onto the ground as her eyes narrowed, growling as wooden claws formed along her fingers, curling aggressively as her attention shifted to the woman that had injured her, already that wood was beginning to deal with the bleeding, both in it's presence blocking off the vessels, and the healing aura she had embedded into it.

Suddenly she realized, that she had bigger things to deal with than that hot-ass….whatever they were. Someone had rustled her jimmies. And her Jimmies now felt like tearing a bitch in half. She didn't even turn as a loud 'OW' cracked through the night air behind her. In the direction her arm had spun off to. Had it actually smacked someone in the face? She couldn't help but blink a little as Hifu began working on her bleeding. She had other things to worry about though, her eyes narrowing as she began bucking it toward the bitch that had hit her.

She didn't know what their problem was, but she was going to make damn sure that they had a brand new one as well. She was gonna tear that muskrat apart, and when she was done, she was going to fuck them. She was gonna fuck them right in their little rabid butt and then she was gonna fuck that hot bitch! Well no she wasn't REALLY going to, that was just her seething anger talking. But suffice to say she was very displeased, and intent upon taking it out on Ajraka.

Of course….there was…a bit of concern. She didn't care about her body being destroyed. It was just a vessel. If she were in snake form, she wouldn't care about her head or her tail being crushed,. Bloodloss was just annoying. She could have had her head lobbed off and it wouldn't have killed her. She would Lose her gigai though. A very valuable, very important one she was quite attatched to. The very idea of losing it? Was a little scary.

She was going to have to explain her MISSING ARM to Shizuka, and that was not going to be fun. She needed to be careful, she needed to make sure that she didn't take another hit like that certainly. But more importantly, she had to focus. That…thing, was just insanely fast. She had barely noticed it when it had come flying out of nowhere. She should have done…SOMETHING. Something to try and impede them. She was going to need to be patient though. And more importantly, she was going to need to be careful.

Heart's Content: 100%->90% 1 level 4 Entity Generated.

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{Hebika's Stats}

Strength - 80 Points (60 Points)

Speed - 80 Points (60 Points)

Spiritual Pressure - 120 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 10 Points

Light Aura - 95 Points

Dark Aura - 5 Points

Instinct - 130 points (195 Points)

Senses - 50 Points (75 Points)

Energy sensory - 0 Points (0 Points)

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 470 Points (350 from Class. 120 from training)

Strategist Rank 1: +50% Sensory stats, -25% Physical stats

Skill Points:14/15

•[Martial Arts: Taekwondo]: {2}

•[Pain Tolerance]: {2}

•[Calm Mind]: {2}

•[Battle Analysis]: {2}

•[Damage Recovery]: {2}

•[Anti-Stealth]: {2}

•[Acting]: {2}

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{Hifu's Stats}

Strength - 250 Points

Speed - 350 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 100 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 50 Points

Light Aura - 95 Points

Dark Aura - 5 Points

Instinct - 100 points

Senses - 0 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 200 Points

[Jyuria "Elisa" Arroj]

The Meteor shower was an unexpected delight. She typically enjoyed herself when she was off duty. And as a stern ritter, why shouldn't she? She loved it. It was…peaceful, romantic. Stars racing through the air, the mythos that surrounded such events. It was super rad, and certainly very very cool. The very prospect of leaving her mess of a house to go and look at some shooting stars was just….nice. she didn't have to worry about work.

Well, eventually she would. She sighed, remembering that she had rookies to train, and her duties as a ritter to think of. She supposed the didn't mind them. Certainly there were worse things in the world. As she got up off her bed and waded through the pile of empty chip bags, half-filled boxes of Nutty Bars, and the occasional container of sour-cream and onion chips lying around. She really needed to clean her apartment. Eventually…..maybe…..sometime.

Welll she wasn't gonna waste time doing that NOW, she had a meteor shower to look at. And she didnt' wanna miss it just cuz her place needed some tidying up. Nahhh, she'd get around to it, eventually. In the meantime she was busy getting dressed. Of course, she needed to look nice. Her old green outfit, back from when she was a full human. She smiled softly, shaking her head as she took a moment to get it all put together. she loved the way it made her look. She felt tough. Powerful. Energetic. And sexy to boot. It was the same reason she took her Vandereich equipment out with her.

Well, sortof. In addition to making her feel stronger, her Vandereich cross and medallion was just….good sense. Why shouldn't she keep it with her on all times with the rest of her stuff? In the event of running into like….a hollow or some shit. She needed to be prepared right? Of course she hardly expected to have to go Voll in the middle of the city, but then again she wasn't heading for the city now was she? She smiled to herself.

She headed toward the outskirts instead. Not that she disliked being in the city. It was just that…well….she preferred being away from all those lights. Once you went out far enough it was like the sky just…POOF blossomed into a garden of brilliant lights and loveliness. It was awesome, and it was super-pretty. Of course it was also a little dangerous. Wat WASN'T dangerous around Karakura?

The place was a hotspot for souls of badass calibur. The fact that she herself was there for assignment was bad enough as it was. She knew it was work and whatever, but really the place had a reputation for causing her trouble. she met twice as many hollows as she used to sometimes they just fuckin popped up when she was on her way to the goddamn store. A pain in the ass if there ever was one.

There were less out in the woods, sure, but well, luck had a funny way of changing things. As she made her way through the forest she couldn't help but begin to wonder. Did she really wanna do this? Yep. Simple. She was not in work mode, she didn't need to calculate her actions and shit. She was out here to enjoy herself. She walked leisurely, humming softly to herself as the night air filled her with just….awesome. She felt good. She felt nice. And most importantly she felt brisk. Excited.

A Meteor shower was beautiful. Even on the way there she had seen some of it. Sure Karakura's annoying number of lights made it hard to see. Dull, not nearly as impressive as she knew it could be. Once she got out there. Hooo boy, was it going to be awesome. She could almost taste her own excitement as she went through the woods. She didn't even notice the far-off sensation of other being nearby. It wasn't until that deafening roar that she actually looked up, a bit of surprise on her face as she tilted her head.

In that moment she suddenly began taking in spiritual energy, a furrowing of her brows as she began to do so, pumping herself full of the stuff as she was…perturbed. Thankfuly karakura was a spiritually rich place. It didn't take long for her to feel her reserves building up. What in the hell was that noise? Whatever it was, she was suddenly very apprehensive about her decision. This was her time OFF dammit, why did she…what the fuck was th-

BAM! Came the severed arm flying at her face, a loud "OW!" escaping her lips as she was beaned in the face with the severed limb, knocked onto her ass by the limb. She stared, blood littering her face, but more importantly. Her OUTFIT. She gritted her teeth. Suddenly very…very angry. What the everliving FUCK! Here she was trying to just see some fuckin STARS. Some goddamn pretty lights. And some beast decides to go on a rampage right in her neighborhood!

"WEEEELLL this is a story all about HOW, some bitch got her skull fucked like a bitch of a cow. Now I'd like to tell the story but sit right there. Cuz my arrows gonna hit ya like the new jersey air!" normally she would have started to beatbox but she was kinda furious as she strode ahead. She was gonna rap-battle the fuck outta whoever was causing this commotion.

Of course, she soon got her answer. Off in the distance, she didn'thave to look far. As Soemone was sprinting away from her and back to where the arm had come from. Their skin looked a little…off…. But what caught her attention wasn't her. It was who she was running past. A real beaut, but it didn't take her long to find that she felt in her gut exactly what they were. An ARRANCAR. She now knew who probably was the one who started this shit. She narrowed her eyes as she got ready to cap a bitch.

Reiatsu: 2550/2250 +300 from Quincy Cross

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{Jyuria's shit}
Strength - 100 Points (70)

Speed - 225 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 225 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 250 Points (375)

Light Aura - 70 Points

Dark Aura - 30 Points

Instinct - 125 Points

Senses - 75 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 1000 (400 from class, 600 from Training) Points



Abilities


Available Skill points: 12/15


Martial Arts: Kickboxing {2}

Martial Art:Muay Thai {2}

Weapon:Bow {1}

Calm Mind {2}

Strength of Will {2}

Damage Recovery {2}

Battle Focus {1}

[Tsajara Dread]

Dread enjoyed when she went to the world of the living. It was….fun. Peaceful. And most importantly it had far better food than Hueco Mundo. She couldn't help but smile softly, enjoying herself as she went there. Making her way through a small village close to Karakura town. She didn't like going near the place, but it was a nice place to…..hide….sortof. With all of the strong spiritual pressures around there, hers was much smaller and barely noticable among them.

She found some food to eat in one of the houses. A Pie that had been sitting on the windowsil. She felt a little bad stealing, but well, she had certainly done worse things before. she was not overly concerned with it. She was old, and certainly she figured if she had asked directly, they would definitely have given her the food she asked for. Certainly….definitely. Maybe.

Well she wasn't going to lose sleep over it. With a bellyfull of pie she had time to admire the finer parts of her surroundings. Her timing could not have been any better. As she looked up to the sky, she saw a beautiful display of shooting stars, and a full moon alongside them as well! It was as if the sky had decided to greet her on this night, and she felt a soft smile on her lips in response to it. Hueco Mundo's sky was just….so empty. The contrast was simply astounding.

She decided, however, that enjoying it whilst inside the village was….probably not the finest of ideas. As little as her spiritual pressure was compared to those in karakura, she still hardly wanted to invite the monsters her presence could draw to the village. Hollows were easy. Simple to command and get the fuck off of her if they decided they wanted to take a chunk out of her. And it wasn't as if any menos level hollows were going to show up here.

But if a shinigami squad showed up and she was forced to fight them, then there would definitely be trouble for the village she was in. She shook her head and sighed softly, her eyes narrowing as she headed away from the village, reaching up to gently rub at her eyes as she walked. She so despised the precautions she had to take. But it was the price she was going to have to pay to get her strength back. The memory of that fight only emblazoned the thought into her head.

She had been thinking about it ever since her encounter with that boy, that young lizard man. The one that had reminded her of someone she had fought so long ago. His fight with her had definitely awakened a little of the old herself. Some of that old juju in her ancient days that just didn't want to let go. But at long last, in all the years she had been adjusting, she actually welcomed it. She felt invigorated, renewed, and better for it. She had more to look forward to than just her old habits.

She smiled, the very idea of growing stronger was simply delicious. To once again be able to fight in such a vigor as she had with that lizard? It was simply divine, and she actually lost a little bit of focus as to just where she was taking herself as she was busy mentally licking her lips at the idea of gaining that sweet sweet power again, that mouth-watering idea was like a drug that refused to escape her veins. A pulsating loveliness that sank deeper and deeper into her flesh with every passing moment.

When at last her attentions drifted from those intoxicating thoughts to her surroundings, she paused as she realized she was at the very edge of what looked like some moonlit wilderness. She paused, and for a brief moment, the moon just caught everything perfectly. The stars above adding their light, and one in particular, strangely enough, seemed to add it's own eerie glow with the proximity it had to them. It was beautiful.

Of course, she was hit with another little spectacle not long after. Looking up, she suddenly spotted what looked to be a very lovely young lady, and as they spotted her, she noticed them freezing in place. Those vibrant yellow eyes wandering her for a moment and she felt herself flushing in response as they all but undressed her with their eyes. Goodness, how long had it been since anything had looked at her like that. She actually giggled at their expression, until she felt it.

An unease, and off in the distance, a blur. eyes snared on it as it moved toward her, and at Hebika from behind. she only had a few seconds before suddenly it was upon them. Her eyes were wide as on it's way to try to attack her, instead that incredible beast found it's fist slamming into the blonde's shoulder, that flesh exploding infront of her. A mess of red flinging out and sending the poor girl flying, bits of scarlet hitting the arrancar's face as that beast skidded to a stop.

It was nothing new. Certainly nothing she wasn't used to. Blood was something she ran into all the time. Especially when she had to fight. So it wasn't the sudden burst of red that bothered her. It also wasn't the woman sent flying like a ragdoll. no offense to them but as flattering as it was to see them, she wasn't particularly attatched to them, sure it was sad, but she wasn't very botherd when they were kerpunchsploded infront og her from the shoulder like a freight train.

No it was WHO it was, that caused her a good ammount of concern. THAT OTTER. The one she had fought so long ago, and gotten the living snot absolutely beaten out of her. She remembered them very very well. That smile, that glare. That look of hatred on Ajraka's face was actually startling and scared her a little. She was young, she knew. She could just tell by looking at her.

She was a pup. A whelp, a little infant. But she knew better than anyone that it was the little young chickens that fought the most viciously, the most recklessly, and were the most dangerous at times. And from the looks of it, the woman had gotten insanely faster, and STRONGER. The force of them hitting the young woman before her was devastating, and she had little to make her think anything but that this woman would have absolutely no issue absolutely decimating her like she had the human.

She stepped back and immediately drew her blade, holding it up threateningly as she narrowed her eyes. She had beaten The girl before. She could bluff it up that she had grown just as much as they had. She had experience on her side after all. She showed no fear, not hesitation, and no sadness for the girl that had been sent flying, along with her severed arm. Now was no time for hesitation. Now was no tie for begging for her life. She would not be able to just talk her way out of this. She remembered that from before. She had to bluff.

She knew she couldn't match, let alone react to that speed very well. She had to posture and threaten. If she didn't act afraid then the beast might be more cautious, more conservative. If she acted like she could react to them, then she could make them slwo down. Moving that fast could not possibly come easy. The exertion alone would definitely be nothing they could maintain for long. If she threatened them enough with her confidence, they might slow down in favor of conserving their energy.

She brought herself into a sturdy stance the moment the woman came to a stop, her eyes narrowing at them as she remained silent and stoic, ready to react. She knew that she couldn't afford to lose her concentration for even a second. This was an incredibly dangerous situation, and she had no room for error. This monster before her was more than prepared to end her. she could sense it. Unable to even look over her shoulder after Hebika, she had to stand her ground and not look afraid.

Already she was concerned she might have to ressurect. She knew it was cruel, but she didn't have much of a choice. If this woman was intent upon murderizing her, she might have to. She may very well end up locking that blonde in place. The pressure could push all of the blood out of their body and they might actually die. She didn't want that. She would have to hold out as long as she could in the meantime.

Taking a slow, calming breath she stepped forward, moving in the direction of the animal before her, aiming to try and make them nervous, that she was approaching them without fear, without worry. they knew exactly how destructive her ressureccion was. They had to. HAD to be careful. Didn't they? They had lost the element of surprise. But that was assuming the girl had gotten any smarter since last time. Was that premptive attack just their bestial instinct?

No….no as she looked at Ajraka she was sure of it. The look they were giving her alone already told her they had become much wiser, much more keen. They were intelligent, those eyes no longer just the childish ones she had seen before. She saw the seeds of concern already on her face. She was confused as to why she wasn't running. And definitely she saw their hand reach for the scar from the wound she had given them so long ago.

Yes….good. If she was nervous then she would not rush in without worry. She could be stopped. She could be cornered. She could be dealt with. Now was not the time for fear. Now was not the time for retreat. She had nowhere to go but foreward. Nowhere to run. Nothing to do. No time to think. She had to fight. She had to win. And she had to survive. The idea of possibly killing the girl briefly floated into her mind.

She almost laughed aloud. Killing her? It was proposterous. The monster had survived their last fight, and they hadn't been nearly this terrifying. Not only that, but she had learned many years ago that a dying animal was more dangerous than an angry one. She would try to maul them. Cripple them perhaps. Yes that would certainly do the trick. Kill them? If she had the opportunity, in the heat of the moment? She would need to be prepared to do so. The last thing she wanted was them pouncing her later. She gritted her teeth.

She couldn't focus on that now. She had to keep her wits about her. For now, she had to wait for her opening. Her opportunity. The beast slipped up. She remembered it. They were reckless at times and didn't seem experienced, at least not overly. She would get her opportunity. She was sure of it. She just needed to be careful. If she fucked up and left an opening herself. Well……that human had already demonstrated what taking a hit from this monster was going to be like. Were she not so terrified of making a wrong move, she would be shaking.

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{Tsaj stats}
Strength - 50 Points (38 Points)

Speed - 115 Points (156 Points)

Spiritual Pressure - 180 Points (243 Points)

Reiatsu Strength - 140 Points (105 Points)

Light Aura - 50 Points

Dark Aura - 50 Points

Instinct - 100 Points

Senses - 70 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points

•[Street Fighting]: {2}

•[Analyzing]: {2}

•[Calm Mind]: {2}

•[Battle Analysis]: {2}

•[Damage Recovery]: {2}

•[Stealth]: {1}

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

An arm? Ajraka blinked as she ....didn't hit quite what she had expected. The impact of flesh against her knuckles was pronounced as she promptly removed the arm from whatwever unlucky individual had so happened to be in her way. Well that was their own fault she supposed, not even minding as that arm went sailing, along with the woman that had been attached to it. so much for them. In any case her attention immediately jackknifed over to the woman she was ACTUALLY focused on.

Her teeth ground softly in her jaws, anger boiling from every inch of her body, seething from her form as a soft snort escaped from her lips in a hot jet. Even as she stood there she could hear words spilling from the arrancar's mouth. Meaningless words that no doubt were some measly attempt to try and save themselves. She didn't really plan on dignifying any such thing with a response, with her arm rearing back, she prepared to deliver a punch to the woman, until her ears suddenly picked up on something slicing through the trees behind her.

As Arrows fly

Spinning about, she narrowed her eyes, her arms racing up as that glint of reiatsu tore through the air, and suddenly an arrow was speeding toward her. Immediately she was slightly alarmed, having not known that any allies were involved with the arrancar. Not only that, but this arrow was actually very fast, faster than SHE was! With her muscles suddenly tensing she twisted, moving to the side for just a moment before her hand SNAPPED out, grabbing that arrow as it aimed to pierce her body, and promptly slamming it into the ground.

There was a dull crackle as that arrow was punched into the floor, and mildly Ajraka could feel the sting of using her muscles like this, a soft huff escaping from her lips as she narrowed her eyes, suddenly murderously peering out into the foliage that surrounded the area. She knew she wasn't alone now and she was rather displeased that she was being attacked. She was about to demand wether Tsaj knew who was around when suddenly a second object burst from the foliage.

It was the blonde.

Surprised, Ajraka frowned as the woman lunged at her, shifting to the side as she avoided a punch aimed at her, suddenly a bit confused as her eyes narrowed, leering at the woman for a moment as her tail snaked out, suddenly grabbing the passing woman by her throat and twisting. Her entire body spinning about as she aimed to bring that woman around before slamming them forcibly down into the gorund by their neck, planting them like a little bitch tree as she deemed necessary to put a prompt little end to THAT problem.

Or so she assumed. No sooner did she plant the blonde into the ground that suddenly she heard the arrancar move behind her. Turning to look over her shoulder, Ajraka only caught the afterimage of Dread before the dull noise of a sonido reached her ears, suddenly perking up as her head turned to the side and that zanpaku'to was slicing for her face. Immediately she arched her back, leaning away from the blow as the icy edge of that blade ran along her cheek, drawing a crimson line across her skin as she suddenly skidded back, another growl of irritation escaping her as her hackles suddenly rose.

Something however was bothering her...in the back of her mind despite how angry she was something was....wrong. Even the other animals in the area were gone now, and not just because of the fight that was breaking out in the middle of those previously-serene grasslands. She swallowed hard and backed off from Dread instead of attacking, a little too overwhelmed at the moment to worry about so many individuals, so for now she backed up, trying to move it so that she wouldn't suddenly get flanked, as no doubt the third enemy was showing her face through the treeline.

"You're all gonna be in the ground." She spat ominously at the group, baring her fangs as she did so.

[Hebika Nara]

As she raced for the mongrel that had been so stupid as to damage her body, she did however notice the woman behind her, the source of that rather abrupt 'OW' that signaled that her arm had....rather comically, been used as a projectile to smack them in the face. Well she supposed at some point she would offer her condolences to the woman. Even if it wasn't her fault, it was still quite the thing to have a severed arm slap you in your face.

But she didn't have much time to worry about them, as something suddenly raced past her. And for an instant, she was actually concerned that it was aimed at her. However this turned out to not be the case as the arrow sailed clean by and roared after the beast that had attacked her. Suddenly a smile spread across her features as she raced after the arrow. It was certainly a perfect opportunity to land a hit in, and with the damage from the arrow, maybe she'd be able to put down some damage on the monster, baring herself as she readied her mind for the attack.

Closing in, she was about to unleash her attack when she saw something she wasn't quite sure she believed. The otter twisted, spinning about, and not only dodging the arrow, but catching it, and then bodily slamming it into the ground with a loud crackle, the sight alone was something that almost stopped Hebika in her tracks, but suddenly she was experiencing something very very new, a level of fear she had yet to encounter before.

It was not simply that the monster in front of her was strong, but they were fast as well, and suddenly, she was very concerned for the wellbeing of the arrancar, and as well as the wellbeing of whatever had unleashed that arrow. If she didn't intervene it was very likely that this.....thing was likely going to put in a good attempt at putting all of them down, and that was a very frightening concept indeed, one that surged through her and prompted her to rush in regardless,  loud yell escaping from her as she twisted, using that second skin to speed herself up as she spun, aiming to plant her leg solidly into the otter's side.

But to her amazement, that beast twisted, avoiding her attack completely, as she remained in the air, helpless as the otter twisted, spinning around before she was suddenly aware of something around her neck, a strength much greater than her own suddenly being employed. However it was too fast, even with the strength that her second skin was giving her, she couldn't react in time to do anything as she was, quite solidly, planted into the ground, gritting her teeth as that skin, Hifu, protected her from much of the impact itself.

Even so, the speed at which she was slammed into the ground still made a considerable impact, and through that second skin, she felt a lot of it, arching her back as she felt her limbs stiffen, this worthless gigai of hers locking up as Hifu immediately began mending her sprained muscles, the bleeding from her arm already stopped at this point as she slowly opened her eyes from her spot on the ground, having to take a moment to actually recover from the blow she had received. Of course thankfully she wasn't alone.

With the sudden downing of the blonde, it seemed that the arrancar had been prompted into action. Suddenly stepping in, they slashed, catching the Otter off guard and managing to even land a hit, Hebika grinning to herself at the sight of the monster actually being hit. Somehow it gave her hope to know that this thing wasn't invincible. That it could be damaged and injured, that it wasn't some strange godlike creature that they had no chance of defeating.

With the monster backing off, Hebika felt a chill run up her spine as she heard that muttered threat, swallowing hard as she felt a hand touching her. She was actually shocked when she turned to find a pale hand bringing her up to her feet, lifting herself up and standing with the assistance from the arrancar. A.....sheepish smile spreading across her features before she turned, narrowing her eyes and focusing on Ajraka for the timebeing. She could hit on Dread after this, for now she placed herself at the arrancar's side, ready to strike at the beast that was causing all of the trouble.

It was strange.... but she actually was surprised at how....nice the woman seemed. " Lo, that I should be so graced by angel's touch, and at their side so draw my sword." She noted, finding that smoothness she was known for as a soft smile crept across her features, eyeing Dread meaningfully before her attention shifted back to Ajraka, a smile plastered across her features as she looked to them. "We don't stand a chance directly. We'll wait for another one of those arrows and then we'll hit her." she noted softly, watching the beast intently as she readied herself for the attack. She was ready this time.

[Jyuria "Elisa" Arroj]

Jyuria had planned on snaring the Arrancar with that stray arrow, or at the very least to pierce the animal and then get the arrancar, however as she loosed the arrow, watching as it went off, she was surprised when that arrow flew ff, the gleam of reiatsu in the air before the arrow was, of all things, SNATCHED! Much to her surprise that monster of an animal twisted, curling around and then snagging the arrow, plowing it into the ground before looking around for the source of the arrow.

Of course, seeing the other two immediately engage the otter kept the beast from actually discerning Jyuria's location, but there was a bit of concern. That monster was too strong for it's own good. Shaking her head she knelt down, taking a knee as she took a deep, solid breath and lowered her head, peering slightly through the break in the long grass she'd created with that first arrow. She supposed if she was going to take out that one she'd need to use a faster arrow. Thankfully that wasn't particularly hard to come by as a quincy, smiling to herself as she knelt down.

Raising her arm, she straightened it out, keeping her eyes locked on the little group of miscreants, reaching up to gently wipe that cooling blood from her cheek as she took a slow, deliberate breath in through her nose, and then out through her mouth, the soft glimmer of reishi forming along her knuckles as she too calm, careful aim. Of course there was a bit of a scuffle between the individuals she was aimign at, a little exchange of blows that resulted in some injury on both sides of the encounter. Strangely enough two of them seemed to be ganging up on the other. Though she supposed she didn't really care much about that.

Slowly, she settled in, digging her boots into the damp soil as she slowly drew her fist back, cocking that shortbow in the process, the bow that could only fire one arrow at a time, but fired a far faster arrow than a normal bow could produce, waiting patiently with one eye slowly shutting, giving herself a much flatter view of the targets ahead of her, adjusting her arm only slightly as they moved about, hardly in a rush at this point as she planned on just breaking them up, not really intent on killing them, though she was aware that killing one of them might shock the others into behaving. She smiled at that.

The shot presented itself just as she knew it would, with both combatants backing off, they lined up just right and Jyuria let loose the arrow, that bolt streaking off at a speed much faster than any normal arrow had a right to be going, a grin spreading across her face as she watched it go, the arrow whistling several seconds after it had been fired, like the trail of a supersonic jet as it blared out and aimed to pierce both the Arrancar through the right shoulder just at the armpit, and then on through to the Beast's right shoulder as well.

They would both be nonlethal hits of course, she wanted to give them a chance to scatter as they were at it. And well...of course the fact that Jyuria still had to figure out which of them had thrown that fucking arm at her. ah yes, she had definitely not forgotten that particular little transgression. She had a feeling the Arrancar was involved, but somehow bit by bit she was starting to think it may have been the beast that did it as opposed to the other one. But she'd find all that out on her own.

Following the fire of the singular arrow, she slowly moved up, moving just a bit closer as she kept her bow up and primed, ready to fire another arrow if need be, prepared to try and take out the blonde as well if she needed to. She had no worries about witnesses or anything like that, she wasn't really like her comrades in that respect, it was more of a 'if she had to' kinda deal. After all that sort of thing did come with the job description of being a ritter, sometimes she'd have to kill people just for getting invovled. It was a hard knock life she supposed.

However there was something a little strange about this little entourage. Two of them seemed to know eachother, which somehow bothered her a little bit, especially since it was the beast and the arrancar that seemed familiar, though the human's involvement seemed to be just as perturbing, but she really just ignored that one for the time being, even if they did have some sort of weird ability they looked largely unimportant.

The Arrancar was something that was a little odd, even in Jyuria's eyes. Calm, collected, and oddly they didn't seem to be playing the usual schtick of insulting her opponent, she seemed focused, calm, and collected. Not only that but she was allowing herself to team up with the human, which was a level of cooperativeness she had never seen in a hollow before, let alone an arrancar. This was of great concern to her, and actually was something she might have to keep to herself. A report on a reasonable arrancar wasn't going to do her any favors.

The Beast however was a different deal entirely. Angry and seething, she could almost feel the waves of anger coming from the woman, something that dried Jyuria's throat and caused her to be uneasy. The woman's muscle wasn't realy her problem, she'd seen plenty muscular monsters out there that strength or even that ridiculous speed didn't worry her much. What did concern her was how smart the thing seemed to be, as of all things it threatened the other two, as well as staving off her attack. Of course that probably hadn't saved her from the arrow through the shoulder, but even so, it was something to note.

As she moved up in her position, she began moving off to the side, listing away from a straight line in case that arrancar decided to turn around and pepper the spot she'd fired from with bala, or even worse: a cero. She'd been in enough fights to know that even blindly fired, a cero was something to be reckoned with. Bala especially being something that she had had.....issues with in the past.

-100 reiatsu for 2x class 3 arrows.
2450/2250

[Tsajara Dread]

Dread was just as surprised as Ajraka was when the dark of the night was suddenly pierced by the glimmer of that arrow, her eyes widening a little as in that brief little moment, watching that soft glowing bolt race through the swaying longgrass, she realized that a quincy was nearby, immediately a deep and visceral reaction set off throughout her body as her entire being warned her that the quincy would likely try to attack her.

It was not a matter of prejudice or racism, it was simple fact that throughout her life, Quincy had been the most keen and intent on hunting her down and killing her, somehow always finding a way to try and defeat her. Even that disillusioned young boy from heuco mundo had managed to find some rationalle for attacking her, one she had promptly thrown back into his face, but still the point was that he had messed her up something fierce before he finally came to his senses, shaking her head at the very memory of it all.

However she was not prepared for the sight of that sleek monster spinning about, grabbing that arrow straight out of the air and slamming it into the ground, a sight that absolutely shocked Tsaj to the point that she was fairly sure she was shaking just a little from that unbeleivable sight. Sure she could understand if they'd avoided it. She could understand if she had deflected it with an attack of her own. But what she could not understand was this monster catching the arrow and then breaking it.

Immediately Tsaja's body tensed in it's entirety, readying herself to move in and attack the woman, her brows furrowed as she focused on the woman. However it was at that time that a savior rushed in, a sudden flurry of blonde hair and anger moving in to attack the otter from behind, another little surprise that halted Dread's attack, taking but a moment to hold back and watch as Ajraka reacted to this new threat.

It was actually very subtle, but Dread did notice that the bleeding had stopped, causing her to be rather surprised. Even an arrancar or shinigami having their arm punched off would have some serious recovery to do in response. However this woman wasn't even bleeding anymore, and here she was leaping back into the fray as if she weren't even injured. Immediately something just didn't sit right, but well Ajraka somewhat took care of that.

In another feat of pure speed and a terrifying amount of strength, the otter grabbed the incoming woman and promptly twisted, planting them solidly into the ground in a finishing move Dread could only attribute to some sort of spinning piledriver. As....fruitless as the endeavor had seemed, it did however not go unused, and immediately Dread closed in, the soft thoom of a sonido sounding as she moved in and aimed a rapid slash to the otter, her intent being to cut them from eye to opposite hip, intent on blinding and crippling the woman to try and put them out of the fight.

However her attack didn't quite go as she had hoped, and she only barely managed to nick the woman's cheek before they leaped away, the both of them skidding back and regarding one another, Tsaja's eyes narrowing as she tried to think of a way to deal with this ridiculous creature. She had a feeling that she was fighting an uphill battle. Between her speed and everything else, she wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to last against them.

However a sudden burst of light snared her attention away, as quite suddenly an arrow blew it's way through her shoulder, staggering the woman as red suddenly painted the grass infront of her, her eyes slowly widening as she dropped to a knee, grunting softly as she forced herself to stay on her feet, her mind suddenly flooded with pain as she did her best to try and keep her breathing even, swallowing hard and shaking her head, trying to wrork through the pain of that sudden attack.

Looking up, she saw that arrow had hit the Beast as well, though they seemed MUCH less weakened by the blow and more....angry. In a brief instant the girl was gone, and she assumed she was making her happy ass off toward the quincy she no doubt planned on dealing with. At the very least that woman would be distracted now, perhaps long enough for her to be able to try and get away? A sudden tensing of her muscles and immediately the arm belonging to the shoulder that had been hit went limp.

Motherfucker... She hissed out, arching her back as she dropped and coughed softly, trying her best to try and focus before forcing herself back to her feet, coughing up blood as she took several deep breaths. Normally she would be able to just keep on fighting regardless of the injury, at least for a while. But With Ajraka running off, escape was the name of the game. Getting shakily to her feet, Dread looked for a suitable hiding place to settle into.

Immediately she spotted what looked like a little grove, some large, silvery trees growing up from that moonlit grass caught her attention, and imediately she presumed it would be  at least a good temporary spot to hide out at until she could figure out what to do about that beast and the Quincy, both of which were probably something akin to equal threats at this point. Though she supposed the quincy had a bit more oomf to the fact of that. Certainly Dread hoped that, somehow, the two might just take eachother out.  

She managed to get a few steps before suddenly she felt an arm slip around her shoulders, the Arrancar blinking in surprise, wondering if Ajraka had snuck up on her when she realized it was the blonde! She must not have been hiding her expression very well because the woman immediately smiled in response to her surprise, and immediately something slithered around her neck and Dread felt a sudden huge wave of relief coursing through her body, a slight....discomfort, but her shoulder she could actually FEEL closing back up, a swallow as she took a brief moment to take in that strange sensation, relaxing as her wound was healed by the strange woman.

She would have offered thanks, but she did not feel so safe to do so out in the open. Keeping her tongue for the time being, she simply held onto the blonde and allowed them to help her to that grove....or so she thought. With a sudden strength she was absolutely astounded by Dread suddenly found herself lifted and thrown over the tiny blonde's shoulder, a look of absolute shock on her face as the woman carried her off to the safety of the trees. And for just a moment, unsure if it was her imagination, she could swear she felt something squeeze her ass.

-100 reiatsu for Sonido.
2330/2430 reiatsu

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Ajraka's eyes narrowed as she watched the Arrancar carefully, the hackles rising up along her spine as she shifted her attention from the pigmentless arrancar to the human. She had utterly no idea what that thing was, but it seemed tough as nails. Already she was feeling uneasy just being near it, and with a soft little grunt she shifted from foot to foot, her tail slowly swaying from side to side as she did so. Their smell was...off. Not entirely alien, but not something she was too familiar with.

The sudden burst of light however ended her confusion, her eyes suddenly widening as that attack burst through her shoulder, staggering the Beast clan as suddenly she was pierced by that arrow, her right shoulder punctured as she shifted, wobbling slightly as she felt a splash of blood come from her lips, her eyes wide as she sloooowly began to twitch. She was getting angry. So.....very....angry. Suddenly she absolutely forgot about Dread which was certainly saying something as something new popped into her mind.

She had fought Dread before and well....she understood how things had gone. She hadn't been punked really, she had been fought fair and square. It had been....an outplay. She had been bested, surprised, and had taken her loss a bit personally she supposed. But the thing was that despite all the pain that Dread had inflicted on her, as well as the fact that she had been in fairly extensive agony as a result of the attack, the fact still remained that Dread had been decent enough to keep it as a melee fight.

This however, this....quincy that now inflicted their presence upon Ajraka, now posed a very different sort of conundrum. With this chip missing from her outter shoulder, she was suddenly informed as to just how much she didn't like being shot at from afar. Or shot at all. In any case, with rrage spilling off of Ajraka, her body already working on repairing the damage done to her, gritting her teeth and focusing on that far-off figure, she ignored the pain, overcoming it as she suddenly vanished with a shunpo, as her normal speed just was not enough.

The moment she appeared infront of Jyuria, she raised a leg, raising it high as she rapidly slammed it down onto the woman's shoulder, aiming to plow them down into the ground as she heel-dropped onto them, feeling the sudden give as she flattened the quincy to the ground with the blow, raising that foot again with an intense fervor and determination, her teeth bared as she suddenly came to yet another conclusion in her quest for combative revenge.

She was however a little tired, even though she had lowered her speed, she still felt a little bit of burn. She still had a while to go ,but she wouldn't be able to just buck it. She needed to USE her abilities effectively if she was going to last through this fight. With a sudden huff she raised her leg, preparing for another heel drop as she leered down at the ground-bound quincy, and then slammed her foot down again in order to push them even deeper into the ground. However there was some...difference.

She had kicked and punched a lot of things in her time. A lot of things that did tend to have something of a tendency to try things like...dodge or shield. But when her foot dropped down only to thunk dully against the woman's body, stopped by some sort of rigid barrier that Ajraka had no way to actually see and comprehend, her mind slightly boggled, perplexed by this sudden change in the quincy's durability. furrowing her brows and trying her best to understand, unleashing yet another heel drop as well, but to no  avail.
What was going on?

Suddenly she was reminded of her fight with Dread. Something she didn't understand was happening before her eyes, and she KNEW there was something more. Something she wasn't understanding, something she NEEDED to comprehend if she was going to win this fight. So with a sudden shift she immediately backed off, skidding to a halt as she suddenly narrowed her eyes at the quincy, distancing herself and readying her body to try and come up with another means of attacking and dealing with this woman.

Surely there had to be a trick, some way around it, someway to adapt and bring things back to her favor. This is why she had trained, this is why she had chnged, strove, learned from her Kuchiki family to be better, smarter, and better trained to actually try and make it through this sort of Situation. There was no margin for error. Even if it had been more of a glance than a sheer pierce through her shoulder, she was still bleeding a little. She needed to make sure that this quincy went down before she could take another hit.

-100 reiatsu Shunpo
1200/1300 Reiatsu

[Hebika Nara]

Hebika's eyes widened as that shot rang off, and another arrow, one too fast for even her own eyes to follow, tore it's way through Dread, as well as winging the Beast before them, the audible splash of blood pealing out as red spattered over the longgrass, Hebika's eyes immediately sapping to Dread as the woman stumbled, Hebika immediately at their side as she saw the hole going through their shoulder.

Even from their side she could tell the arrow had pierced a lung, and seeing Ajraka suddenly vanish, she had a feeling that they wouldn't have to deal with the archer for a bit. So as she watched Dread stagger towards the trees, she immediately moved in, smiling and slipping under the woman's arm to support them. With a flex of her will, immediately a thin line of rock was pulled from the ground and wrapped around the Arrancar's neck like a manacle. Sure it probably wasn't very comfortable, but it would begin closing up that wound like nobody's business. Lightly, she patted their back as they headed for safety.

However she was a bit shocked. She had never seen a quincy attack that fast before, and it was something a little alarming, even knowing that Ajraka was dealing with the situation, Hebika had a feeling of dread crawling up her back as she looked over her shoulder, the dull thud of an impact showing through the flowing air, rustling the grass, but still soft enough for that thunk to be audible. She was a little concerned. If the quincy had blut then Ajraka may need some help. But well......

There was still the fact that Ajraka might actually refocus their attack on Dread, and until that wound was fully healed she probably shouldn't be leaving the woman alone. The otter would deal with them for now, and she was going to not worry about that for the time being. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself, doing all she could in order to keep herself focused. But it was something a bit anxiety-inducing. This was the first time she found herself in actual combat where she had been injured.

Sure she had had encounters with shinigami and the like, but those had all been over in minutes at most, and had been easy as pie to simply obliterate the enemy with her entities. However these individuals seemed much stronger, and she wondered vaguely if this is what fighting Proper shinigami was like. She had always liked the idea that she4 could probably take on a Captain. Maybe a weak one. But now she wasn't so sure, her strength was not as absolute as she had once presumed, and it was.....concerning.

Even so, once they reached the spot, Hebika would glance down at Dread as she eased the arrancar down into a laying position, no longer fixated on their beauty as she was much more concerned with their wound. That manacle extended a single little tendril into that closing hole to drain out the blood in the woman's reformed lung, Hebika watching with care as she used her own sharp reaction time to properly sense and coordinate the effort.

Sliding that tube slowly in, she focused it's healing ability on the lung, making sure that the fleshy tissue was completely healed, ensuring that the flesh around it also was free of any bleeds as she left a single hole for that little tube to slide into. Dipping it in, she moved it carefully through into the bottom of the lung as the entity itself fed her sensory information about how it felt on the inside. She was no doctor, but she could tell in a round-about way where to move it.

Draining the blood out of the lung, she relaxed, watching carefully as a little bulb formed on the entity itself, closing up and partially deflating the lung as it was rid of the blood. A little more healing and she stimulated the lung to contract, another tube pouring air in before finally that little tendril retracted, closing up the hole it had used and then exiting the Arrancar's body, finishing up it's work as Hebika kept an eye on the woman. With that out of the wy the woman should be a hundred percent fine.

Of course with how...durable Arrancar were, she had a feeling that she probably would have just coughed up the blood no problem, but she hardly wanted to leave a bunch of stuff. She had seen grey's anatomy and was aware that leaving a lung full of blood was bad mkay? She only hoped she had done it right, and she found herself actually wondering if she should partake in some medical training.... it certainly couldn't hurt she supposed.

In any case with Dread on the mend her attention shifted to their surroundings, furrowing her brows as suddenly she noticed something....alarming. Something wasn't right, there was some kindof noise in the air, something that had quieted everything else in the area save for the sounds of the Quincy and the Beast Clan fighting. It wasn't until she saw it's reflection in a small pool of water that she noticed it, her eyes a bit wide as she suddenly grabbed Dread. They needed to get to cover.

80% Heart's Content from 1 Level 3 Entity.

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{Arrancarade Stats}
Strength - 50 Points

Speed - 50 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 50 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 0 Points

Light Aura - 100 Points

Dark Aura - 0 Points

Instinct - 50 points

Senses - 0 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 800 Points

[Jyuria "Elisa" Arroj]

Jyuria didn't let the satisfaction of her shot get to her. She'd managed to fully hit the Arrancar, but from the looks of it she'd only managed to wing the Otter. She supposed she should have suspected as much. She wasn't exactly used to fighting from this distance, at least not from a stationary position. .She actually smiled at herself as she thought of such a ridiculous notion as not being in motion being a factor. It was an excuse for her poor aim.

Shaking her head, she was abut to cock her arm back, getting ready for yet another shot as her eyes zeroed in on the arrancar and the Otter. The former of which had already dropped to the ground. For the time being she might just be better off focusing on the Otter. The Arrancar didn't even seem like a threat at this point, which was both surprising and dissapointing. All those rumors of how strong arrancar were, and this was all they had to show for it.

In any case she closed an eye, locking onto the Otter, whom was still standing. What a friggin monster. She'd have to make a mental note to make sure that she read up on these creatures, especially if she was going to be encountering them more in the future. In any case she figured once she killed this one she should probably bring it back to the Soldat with her. Surely the coaties back at the silbern would wanna take a look at her.

However no sooner had she been about to unleash an arrow than did that otter suddenly appear in her face, a sudden look of absolute shock overtaking the quincy. That was a shunpo! Immediately she ws at a loss. That monster was frighteningly fast, that she knew, but the speed of the jump that had just been made was absolutely terrifying, something more akin to teleportation than any steping move. Swallowing hard, Jyuria, immediately twisted, in hopes of changing her aim to hit the otter.

However that heel suddenly moved, slaming down into her shoulder and promptly flooring the Ritter,  a spatter of blood racing along the ground as the impact alone cut her skin, her bones only barely managing not to shatter as her lipp cut against her teeth, hitting the ground with enough force to almost push all of the air out of her lungs. The pain was considerable, and she knew that this was not the end of the otter's attack.

If their looks were anything to go by, she could expect more. Especially with how determined the animal had seemed on attacking the Arrancar, and Jyuria began to doubt her tactics. PErhaps it wold have been more beneficial to let the two duke it out, then snipe the victor. As great as all of that sounded, it was, sadly, a little late to go whismsying around with the notions of what should and shouldn't  have been done. She had to own up to it, and focus on what was currently happening.

The moment she had a moment to suck in some air, she immediately activated her blut, her quincy cross already dragging in energy from the air, replenishing her reiatsu as she felt that second heel drop slam down into her body. And of course the impact was nothing she could still avoid, but with her blut, there was no sharpness to the attack, grunting out as.....well....the impact was softened to the point she could take it, but the force behind it still shoved her into the dirt.

And then she smiled, a grin spreading over her face as suddenly that Otter backed off, and she chuckled softly as she slowly rose to her feet, grinning up at them as she swayed a little, cracking her shoulder into place as she allowed her spiritual pressure to rise, licking her lip and shaking her head as she eyed the confused animal. How very strange indeed, seeing this....thing, that had only a moment before been trashing her ass, now looked at her with confusion.

She supposed she hardly could blame them, blut was not something that was really something an anmal would understand. Even by normal standards it was pretty complicted, and subtle at that. The Beast probably hadn't even noticed the pattern that appeared when she'd been hit. Well that was probably for the best. The last thing she needed was them trying to find a way around it, she'd need to end it before any of that happened.

The Sky began to Roar

"Confused? Little Monster? Heh, I guess you would be. I'm....really sorry it's gotta be like this. You probably wanted to pummel me into the ground. Chew me up and Spit me out or something like that? I bet you did. But I can't go getting beaten up by some mongrel....." She informed them, suddenly a fire lighting in her eyes, her chest swelling out as she raised her head proudly, grinning as she watched the Otter, already her spiritual pressure continued to climb.

"I'm a Knight of his Majesty the Emperor, and so long as he still breathes, I will NEVER Fall in combat! I......owe him too much. I've done so little with the life he's given me... I can't even say I've shown him the gratitude he deserves. But even with all the shame I've brought, being of unpure birth... I WILL live up to him! Even if my body is destroyed....somehow...somewhere....I'll still find a way to come back. A way to carry out his word." She declared, grinning as that green hair glowed with her spiritual pressure.

"Prepare yourself monster...." She chuckled, slowly lifting her head....as she saw something she didn't truly expect. Something was falling from the sky? She furrowed her brows, suddenly taking a step back. A meteor? During the Meteor shower? The irony could not have been more incredibly painful as she immediately glared at the otter, hatred seething as she moved, using a Hirenkyaku to back away from them to find cover. She couldn't stay out in the open. She'd wait until the impact and then she'd have to find them in the rubble. But she wasn't going to test her Blut against a hunk of space rock.

Blut Activation, -400 Reiatsu
+300 Reiatsu from Quincy Cross
2350/2250 Reiatsu

[Tsajara Dread]

Tsaja couldn't help but wonder if this was all her fault. Even as she was laid down, looking up at the blonde as they began tending to her wounds, she wondered if this was all her doing. Watching as the woman healed her and, surprisingly, seemed to know more or less what it was they were doing. That strange object forming around her neck only to begin healing her. That odd little extension sliding into her chest in order to help the healing along.

How many times had she had a wound such as this? How many times had she survived such an attack, closely or otherwise, in the many long years she'd so graced this plane of existence with her arrancar form. She liked to think it was plenty. How many times had she succumbed to such wounds? Thinking back it was hard to remember all of them, and in fact she had something of a certain fondness of these wounds. She was....familiar with them.

Thinking back, she actually realized that this particular shoulder had taken quite a few hits of this nature, and she actually chuckled a little as she so remembered it. She could remember the very first time she had been struck in it. Back so many thousands of years ago. When she had technically been human. Well....when NIRA had been human. Even now she could feel them. She could hear them. She could taste the worry that saturated their mind. She smiled and consoled them.

Even so, with the wound, she felt that probing little thing reach into her lung, into the blood Dread knew would be pooling, and to her surprise started draining it out. With that odd little power, her body was healing, closing up, and in the work of a moment, she found herself breathing a clean, fresh, bloodless breath unto the air, her colorless eyes blinking up into the sky before finally settling onto the woman healing her.

She couldn't help but notice the missing arm. Even as she saw them healing themselves, that stump starting to return, she figured that they had been injured on her behalf. Because of her actions so very long ago, this fight had begun on what should have been such a beautiful night. She cringed, as even the pain faded away, and she could feel the sensation returning to that newly-healed flesh, gently curling her fingers.

Was it even worth it? Would any good come of mingling with the other races like this? She knew there had to be something. Some way for her to do things, change things, such that there might be some shot for it all. Closing her eyes she felt a tremor of doubt in her heart and she thought about the fight she had just went through.

Those eyes finally opened and she smiled up at the woman, those pretty eyes focusing on them as she sought to express her gratitude to them for all they had managed to do. For all they had managed to offer. And it was then that she saw it. Another test of fate, one that struck her so very deep with it's irony that she smiled, even as she reached up with those lily-white fingers, and wrapped her hand aroun the back of Hebika's neck, gently pulling them down to her chest as she waited for it.

To think that a meteor shower wold turn so violent. There was some sort of beautiful poetry about it that she had not the skill to weave into words. Alas if she had but been a poet. She braced herself as she knew it was pointless to try to run. She trusted fate, which had so often toyed about with her life, to keep her safe for now. After all it had done to her, saving her this night was the least it could do given the circumstances.





The Impact made the ground shudder, as if the earth itself convulsed at the impact of such a thing, a loud shredding noise as the meteorite tore across the field between Dread and Hebika and where those other two combatants had found themselves. And yet it was not as cataclysmic as one might have expected from a piece of the falling sky, no real apocalypse to be had when it was but a tiny little piece.

Not only had that rock not been very big, but it had hit at more of a skid than a straight impact. The meteorite had snuck from around the horizon, making it much more obvious why none of them had spotted it before. The shockwave itself threw Tsaja, and separated her from Hebika. However, having been on the ground, she had been largely spared any sort of extensive injury.

Rising to her feet, she took a moment, wincing as she looked about and saw the trench that the rock had dug across the field. a little fire here and there, but with all the dust kicked around, it was very clear that none of it would be spreading, so she had that to be thankful for at the very least, but it did not make the task at hand any less daunting. She knew she had to find Ajraka. Perhaps they would be injured, and that would make her job harder. But this had to stop.

Knowing she was probably leaving Hebika, she walked, circling around where that crater started as she looked around for the otter, frowning as she searched the debris, actually a little dissapointed by the lack of destruction and actually surprising herself. It was almost funny that she could be disappointed by a meteorite. Well she supposed it wasn't the most startling of things to be disappointed about. But well, disappointing was something that she seemed she needed to get used to.

The Quincy had found her.

Standing directly across from her stood the Vandereich Ritter. Tall and as undamaged as it seemed everyone was, she knew that this was going to be an issue. A shake of her head and Dread knew that she wasn't going to be finding Ajraka, and slowly her hands moved to her zanpaku'to at her waist....only for a moment before she realized. It had been lost in the explosion. A sudden smile crossing her lips at her luck.

She could summon it sure. And track it down. But there was no real instantaneous way to do it. And from the looks of the quincy staring at her, she didn't really have much time before they decided what it was they were going to do with her. So with a heavy sigh, Dread realized that once again, fate had taken her destiny out of her hands, and placed it into the hands of another, and given it to the most unfortunate of parties. Slowly, she raised her hands as if to surrender, or at least halting them.

"I don't suppose you're going to let this go are you. I confess.... I haven't really met too many of your race. Funny seeing as how long I've been around, you'd think I would,. And yet, you might be the first....in a  very long long time. Well, what are you going to do? Kill me? Shoot me again? I suppose I would not blame you. Isn't that what your race does? Most of them at least. And I suppose, most of my race....well...they have their signature means of dealing with enemies. So I suppose you probably won't believe me saying I'm different." She chuckled, slowly shaking her head as she waited.

They'd do it now wouldn't they? Decide what Dread was going to be. Decide if this was going to be the end. There was some sort of comfort knowing there was nothing she could do. A kind of lack of responsibility that was peaceful, like falling asleep and letting your dreams go wild. Because after all...it's just a dream. No Rhyme or Reason. Just something that was bound to happen when you closed your eyes, swept into a current you couldn't quite steer like you'd want to.

So many of her kind were hopeless. Oh she had seen plenty of them. Men like Kuroi. Women like Myza. And the King of Las Noches. Beings who seemed designed to strife. Destined to cause issue. When in reality they were just....children. Young things, so new to this ancient, painful world. Unwilling to open their eyes, blindly swinging their blades as they found out. They grew old enough to know what pain was, but they were still too young to understand what that pain meant.

She had heard it all before. Speeches about how 'the world really worked'. How things should be. How they used to be. How they would be. But had any of them held any truth? Had there been any true end? Did any of them really have ANY power to have an effect on it all? No. Not one of them. Not a single one of them had had that kind of power. No matter how strong they thought they were. They did nothing. They threw their stones into the ocean, thinking it a pond, and expected to see waves on the far shore.

But even the waves on that far shore? Were still nothing. A ripple in something so much bigger. So much more vast. So much more intense that even if this world that they knew were torn asunder. Would it matter? Not in the slightest. In the end, everything else just...kept going. Everything else went on. Everything else, somewhere else, there was someone going on peacefully, or not so peacefully. somewhere there was a fight going on where no matter how strong you were, they couldn't even tell you were there. And if they did, they'd ignore you.

"And Yet...."

There was something inside of her. A spark once again. That fire that she had started to feel before, as her eyes slowly opened. Suddenly, it didn't matter to her that she didn't have her zanpaku'to. She had been alive for so very long. And what had she to show for it? With all of her knowledge, something about her life.....wasn't enough. Something about everything she had to show for, everything she'd managed to do. It just didn't cut it. It just didn't satisfy her.

Slowly, she brought those raised hands into fists, as her spiritual pressure slowly began to rise. Suddenly she felt....stronger. Tougher. More powerful. It didn't matter that this woman before her had a weapon where she had none. Somehow her strength was growing. Her power multiplying. She felt as if something inside of her was waking up, and in an instant she heard something open it's mouth, and scream. There was a sudden shattering cry inside of her, as she suddenly remembered.

She wasn't the only one in this body.

Nira inside of her. For so long she had been dormant, so long she'd been....asleep. She suddenly felt her there. DEEP inside of her. Where there had been nothing but an echo before. It was as if, here, her admission to someone else taking her fate in hand, was something she could not tolerate. That ancient girl's power rose up inside of her, the girl from that little village, the one who had suffered that horrible mother. That horrible Fate. That horrible change.

All at once that energy surged from her body and her eyes opened wide, and no doubt the quincy would feel it too as Tsaja's body was more than just her own. All at once, the memory of Nira was no longer a hindrance. Deep in her heart Nira's eyes opened up, and the both of them suddenly smiled, baring teeth as she stared at Jyuria, and her spiritual pressure began to roar with a ferocity that was completely absent before, as that sleeping Harpy suddenly shrieked out.

"I don't think I can let you end it just now. Not.....not when I've come so far. This is....my story. And as much as I'd like to say It's up to you. You're really not a major part of it." She whispered, suddenly tensing her legs as her reiatsu continued to scream from her body with such force that it felt like she was going to split in half.

But even with that strain, she was ready.

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

When the quincy rose to their feet, Ajraka could not help but stare. For bt that moment, and so on after, her eyes were opened from the rage that had so narrowed her gaze. She had to admit that the woman was pretty. And as that intensity flowed forth, a sort of determination she could not quite muster. She felt something very different, very distinct, something so very adverse to the norm that she had so felt before.

This was a woman who had soemthing to fight for, someone with something to lose, and something to gain. The feeble excuse for combat she'd had suddenly became....juvenile. Somehow that rage she'd held before came to be embarassing, and her mind went back to the elders that had taught her. One very old man in particular, a man whom had taught her about the concept of the Honor of the Kuchiki. Of course she had not understood at the time.

Even now, looking at this quincy as they spoke so highly of their emperor. Did she really know what it meant to be a Kuchiki? She was strong. And she confessed, that was what MOST of the Kuchiki her age seemed to get from it. They were stronger. Better. Superior to everyone else. Watching those little kuchikiddies, she had derived so very basic an understanding of her adoptive family. She thought that by simply being the strongest she was living up to her name.

But then she remembered her father. That kind...gentle man that had adopted her. Brought her into the family, and though he was not so often around to teach her, by his actions alone he had shown a very different side to the Kuchiki. Something she couldn't quite understand. At lest until now. Thinking back, he had never really brought her in because of her strength. She had not demonstrated any such thing in that infantile state.

What she'd shown was....well....she didn't know WHAT she'd shown. Realizing now, she was not sure in the slightest what he'd seen in her. And yet as she thought back to that fateful day, where he had seen her swimmingin that pond of Koi, munching on fish and playing about in the water. He had seen something most shinigami had missed. Even when he witnessed her moving in on him, trying to swipe his hairpins from his head, he had shown her nothing but kindness.

And here she was now. Fighting out of rage. Out of Revenge. Out of misunderstanding. Suddenly she felt something very deep inside of her shifting. A sort of realization, and a sort of revelation that brought her eyes forward and raised her clawed hands. THIS was why she was supposed to fight. This quincy before her. She wasn't supposed to be fighting for herself. Acting for herself. Thinking of herself. She should act.....for her father.

It was then that she realized.....she didn't care about the Kuchiki. The elders. The young ones. Even the Gotei. They were just things thathad come along with the turf. Something she had done to please someone. To fit in. Because a certain someone had reached out from that complicated world, and into the one full of danger that she had once been in. And that man had brought her into his family. And had looked upon her with the same eyes that so many had looked at her with scorn, had looked at her with hate.

With those eyes, he instead looked to her and said only I love you All at once she felt her emotions welling up inside of her. Feelings buried so very deep, so very down within herself that she felt tears welling up inside of her. All at once, she felt a strength she had never known before. A Power she didn't recognize. She felt sharper, faster, more keen on her surroundings. Looking upon this quincy, she realized that deep in her soul. She had something she wanted.

Slowly, she reached into the back of her outfit, and her claws slowly circled around something, locking onto a blade she had taken long ago. A weapon she had once held close. An object that was deep in her heart. But of course....before she could bring it forward, before she could bare her soul to this quincy. That stone from the sky dropped down behind her, and she was suddenly knocked to the ground, her ears ringing as suddenly all around her her world seemed to rumble.






When she woke up she was disoriented to say the least. Eyes bleary with fatigue, she looked around to see that that pretty meteor shower had had a little more than just a pretty show in store for them. The rock had torn it's ass along the battlefield, and at that moment she couldn't find the Quincy anywhere. In that sudden shift of the field, she was suddenly on her own, and on her own she rose to her feet, looking around at the destruction.

So far as meteors went it had been tiny. A meteorite if she ever saw one. But then she had hardly paid much attention during those lessons. For now she could only remember that the teacher's spectacles had been especially shiny. And that of all the things she learned in that class, stealing during a lecture was one of the only ones that had stuck at the time.

Getting up and patting herself down, she paused to find out if she had any injuries. Furrowing her brows and looking herself from head to toe to see if there was some sort of branch sticking out of her or something. Aside from the chunk that the Quincy had managed to take out of her, it seemed that she was by large, very uninjured for the time being. A soft little smile spread across her face and she shook her head, gently rubbing a bit at her eyes as she thought back to what had happened.

It seemed she had a chance to escape. She had come up with.... a lot to think about. Especially in regards to her father, and even moreso how she wanted to continue acting now that she was a full fledged Kuchiki. Her actions had meaning, and would be looked upon, eventually, with an incredulity like no other. By herself. And looking back, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. So for the time being, she needed to get out of here, and find her group.

It was then that something came flying at her head. Eyes going wide as the otter suddenly saw a glimmer off to the side, and even in her jostled and slightly deafened state, she could still manage to react to the speed with which that object came for her. Her head suddenly jerking to the side as some sort of blade-headed snake slipped past her head, slamming hard into the tree beside her suddenly caught her off guard, her eyes widening.

The thing moved like a whip, and immediately she was n her guard, her memory of the Arrancar alerting her that this was not their ressurection. Gnarly as that blade was, she would never forget those scythes. Her breath catching in her throat as she took a moment, thinking hard for a moment before it suddenly dawned on her. The blonde.

With a splintering creak, that snake was torn away from the tree itself, as a very displeased shout came from just past the otter's shoulder, turning just in time to see Hebika, with her arm completely regrown, rushing at her with a very intense determination, one that frankly caught the Beast Clan off guard and caused her to immediately jerk to the side, avoiding that sudden flashing blade and the anger that came with it.

She was very aware that well...the anger was understandable. Having your arm forcibly removed via fist was not something she imagined was very pleasant, and Ajraka opened her mouth as she attempted to try and, for once, reason with the woman. But strangely, seeing those rows and rows of teeth in their direction did not seem to calm that angry woman in the slightest. Instead, in midair the woman twisted, Ajraka suddenly finding a heel flying in the direction of her face.

Caught off guard, Ajraka didn't react quite as fast as she should have, backing away before that foot connected solidly with her cheek, suddenly the impact of the attack causing her back to bend almost, her flexibility saving her as her shoulders snapped back and she went with the force of the blow, landing softly on her back as she looked up, just in time to see that blade diving for her throat.

This time, she had the speed and reflexes to jerk herself to the side, her muscles tensing, coiled, but also tired. All of the fighting had done a lot to make her weaker, and at such speeds she had to forcibly slow herself down not to just collapse on the ground right then and there. Her breath caught in her chest as she managed to move to the side, her legs and arms screaming to her as her eyes darted back to the raging blonde.

As the blade slipped past where her throat had been just a moment before, the glint of the blade caught Ajraka's eye, and for just a moment she turned her head, actually looking at the thing as suddenly it became very apparent that it wasn't just some weapon. Amongst the sheen of that blade, she also saw the leering glint of one deep, bloodshot eye staring her right in her fuzzy mug. Whatever this thing was that Hebika was throwing at her, it was alive. And from the looks of it, very unhappy.

Knowing that the woman was probably going to try for yet another consecutive strike, Ajraka immediately lashed out with a hand, grabbing that bladed snake with her hand and suddenly feeling a slight revulsion at how sleek and scaly it was. At the very least it wasn't slimy, but then again she was an otter, SHE was slimy. But still the texture left much to be desired and even as she yanked she did feel a little dirty about the whole process.

Pulling hard, she suddenly dragged the blonde into range, her tail whipping out to try and wrap around the woman's neck and pin them down to the floor, Ajraka's heart pounding again as just for a moment, those animal instincts peeped in, a glimmer of sudden urge and instinct, a little voice that popped into her head and tarnished the good intentions that she had only just now wanted to start and honor, the type of fighting that would counteract what she wanted.

For just that moment she wanted to tear the woman apart. Not just figuratively. But literally. Seeing that disgusting snake trying to rush at her, trying to cut her, trying to end her life in a way she knew would not be pleasant, it got her blood boiling. She wanted to preserve herself, and in that moment of animal instinct she knew that the best way to do that would be to grab them, sink her claws into that pretty pale flesh, and start ripping until the thing stopped moving.

But she didn't. In a moment of Clarity. She shook her head, swallowing hard as she stared down at the Mod Soul, letting go of that snake and suddenly shouting. "Enough!" With enough force to probably rattle the woman. Not just because of the force and volume behind that yell, but simply for the fact that this was probably the first time that Ajraka had ever spoken to the woman, or anyone in this fight for that matter.

"I know now. I was angry. And you.... I could tell by the way you looked. You didn't want to fight. I.....started this. I started the fight because angry things.. I was... I was angry. I started the fight because I was angry." She managed to articulate, trying to think back to those lessons from so long ago. Lessons to make her speak like a noble. With only varying success. But now more than ever she NEEDED those skills.

"I was angry. Because she hurt me a while ago. Before today.Before week. A long long time ago. And I thought that meant we were enemies. I thought that dare to fight. Meant that they needed to be killed. Hurt so bad I would rather kill than risk being hurt again. Better kill than be hurt.....right?" She shook her head. "No.. Not better at all. Even though hurt, Arrancar defended herself. She could have killed. But when it was over. She only left. She did not want to kill Ajraka."

She lowered her head, slowly beginning to relax her grip on the mod soul. "I know you want to hurt me too. And maybe I deserve it. Maybe it's something that need be done. So that I learn. But I also saw how you looked at her. You like her don't you? You saw her and saw what I did not. Saw pretty. Saw kind and gentle. Not a lot of hollows look like that. almost none of them." She murmured, looking off in the distance as if to spot Dread from where she was.

"She spared me. Knew I might attack her. Wanted me to learn a lesson. LEarn something I was not ready to learn. Could not learn it with words, too young. Too stupid. But she taught me with pain instead. She taught that she was not evil simply because of what she was. That I didn't need to fight. That she didn't want me dead. That maybe if I wanted. We could talk. So now I try to learn. Lesson she wanted to teach." She swallowed, slowly getting to her feet and shaking her head.

Standing over Hebika, she slowly took a moment, nervous a bit as she knew the woman might attack her again. But even so, taking that chance. She reached down and offered the woman her hand. A hand not to harm or to hurt, but to help them up. She understood now that she didn't need to fight. And hopefuly Hebika, who seemed to like Dread, would accept this admission. And for a long time she did not receive her answer.

The woman stared up at her. No doubt she was thinking, trying to decide weather or not to just keep attacking. And to be quite frank ajraka wouldn't have blamed her. But instead, the otter watched. Watched as a smile slowly crept across Hebika's face. slowly that anger faded, and a sort of sheepish admission came to play. And. Slowly. They reached up, taking Ajraka's hand, and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet.

[Hebika Nara]

She hadn't even seen it when it hit. She had been so focused n Dread when it happened, the feel of that hand around the back of her neck, pulling her in. For just a moment she actually felt a little guilty. But of course when that sudden roar burst out through the battlefield, she was suddenly thrown away from them, even so low to the ground whilst she managed to evade harm, she still couldn't escape the force that rushed out in a wave.

For a moment she wasn't even sure if she'd blacked out. She wasn't receiving any visual information from her gigai. It wasn't until she started blinking that she realized that she wasn't blind. Not that that would necessarily be an issue. She was fairly certain she could just heal herself if such were the case, after all her healing entity was wrapped around her neck. Her....Neck! She immediately burst upright, feeling herself up and down as she searched for the entity.

There it was, alive and well, around her neck instead of around Dread's. Had they put it on her so that she cuoldn't track them? Was that little embrace some sort of goodby? Immediately a sense of apprehansion slithered it's way into Hebika's soul as it occurred to her that Dread might try to sacrifice herself to end this whole thing. Naturally she didn't know jack shit about the woman, but something about her had a martyr feel about them. And even now she wasn't sure if she could really place where it was that the woman stood.

She was....different. In so many different ways. As an arrancar she was an enigma in both action and looks. She honestly was quite fascinated. And for a moment she paused, furrowing her brows as that thought rattled around inside of her head, sitting in the midst of all that broken foliage and rustled grass, looking out across the stary sky as bit by littly bitty bit the idea blossomed inside of her mind, filling her with a very new sensation.

She WAS fascinated. She so realized. By an arrancar of all things. She had met Shizuka sure, but it had been something of an assumption at this point that Shizuka was a very rare exception. However here she hadmet two such women in a fairly short amount of time. And statistically speaking it spoke volumes against her prior assumptions, namely that well...everything was just...horrible. That the world had nothing to offer her other than passing amusements and disappointment.

Was she really missing out on so much? Was it really just herself that had been closing up to the world? she would have thought that it was the human's fault. But slowly, she was beginning to see that maybe...perhaps....it had been her own foolishness that had blinded her, shielding her eyes from that which she did not expect to find, and so she simply didn't. A notion that no doubt might have something of an impact on her later on. But for now.....she had to find Dread.

Slowly, she rose up from the ground, shrugging off bits of debris as her entities slithered along her skin. Her first still wrapped around her in a protective shell, whilst the second remained about her neck, already scanning her for any injuries. Of course it didn't find any, a fact that it relayed to her as it began pumping out healing energy through her body, just incase. She had to admit that the meteorite had been something of a pushover so far as flying space rocks went.

Looking around, she saw the dust settling as visibility was clearing up. However as she scanned about she noticed someone who she actually hadn't been looking for. A certain oily muskrat that was the cause of all this ruckus, and suddenly that little life lesson in her heart was shoved aside for the time being as instead an unadulterated anger suddenly began crawling it's way through her veins, immediately her hand flashed to her side as the ground surged up along her thigh, forming a new living weapon as she flung her arms up, throwing it as the tail remained latched about her forearm.

BladeSnake was simple in design, and quite inspired at that. Like a whip it was long and elastic, slithering this way and that even as it's sleek body sailed through the air. However this was simply a means of stabilizing the head, taking the form og a long pointed blade meant so very perfectly to stab things as it lunged. That serrated edge and glass-filmed eye serving as a relay for the woman as the blade roared towards the otter.

Naturally as she expected the woman dodged, and soon Hebika felt that long weapon of hers latched onto, Yanking her in ever-closer to the woman as she felt her aggression suddenly come up to a peak, the details of the scuffle lost in her sudden mad rush towards that beastly woman. Getting in close, recklessly, uninterested in any sort of danger. She was sure she wanted to kill this thing, whatever it was, but something suddenly halted her. Halted BOTH of them.

At that moment the Otter realized something, and Hebika saw that sudden shift in the woman's expression. Before her very eyes, in perhaps some of the more....reasonable cases of broken english she'd heard, she stared up at the otter as they started to speak. Talking about how it was that she knew Dread. How she'd come to hate them. And more importantly, what Dread had done for them. Another testament to this strange strange arrancar. A catalyst even for this strange beast.

She could not deny that she felt the womans' emotions. Those feelings of regret, but more importantly of atonement. This otter before her was changed. She was special now. And even with that weapon in hand, Hebika couldn't bring herself to continue this fight. Something about seeing them with that lost look, the look hoping that she would accept her words, something about it picked away at the Mod Soul. And she thought back to the only human she had ever cared for.

Even before Shizuka. That little girl. The little girl that had once owned a creepy little snake. A snake that she had held for so very long, until one day they had thrown her away. Something that she never really had gotten over at this point. Even shizuka was treated like an exception. She never even saw Shizuka as human, just.....different. Not like 'those horrible humans'. IT had just been....easier to say they were all bad, rather than risking it again.

She slowly removed her hands from the front of Ajraka's shirt, staring for several long moments as the two backed away from eachother, looking down at the weapon she had planned to skin the woman with. Why was she so bloodthirsty? Even back when she was in that snake body, she had destroyed shinigami in the worst ways possible. Out of anger she supposed. Out of frustration. Out of boredom. And that had been something she had done without even thinking about it.

Looking back up to Ajraka, she wasn't sure how she was going to feel about this. She still wanted to fight. She wanted to fight, something deep inside of her told her to fight, to destroy what was in her way. And yet she couldn't bring herself to do such a thing. Not now, not after all of this, and somehow it made her feel so....empty. With the anger leaving, the rage subsiding, and that fervor to want to tear something into little pieces gone. What was left?

"I suppose." Hebika began, choosing her words carefully as she watched the woman before her, looking upon her with such an expression she could hardly believe. She closed her eyes, taking a soft breath before she continued. "That the both of us. Were caught up in our...emotions. That you were able to overcome yours. I commend you. I know it's not....easy to forgive someone who has hurt you. In fact I'm not sure I ever have." she murmured lightly, looking off to the side.

Reaching out, she gently patted the woman on the head, gently tousling the woman's hair and smiling just a bit as she felt them leaning into her palm. Well that was rather....odd. Looking at the woman she had to admit that she was rather cute when she wasn't a snarling monster of death. Of course as she retracted her hand she found that it had some sort of slime on it. Well....she supposed shed deal with that later. But for the time being, she suddenly remembered, and looking it up, it looked like Ajraka had remembered too.

The Quincy!