A Meeting of Beautiful Blondes

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Karakura is Under MY Protection ރ I'm my own Person now. One that will destroy any who seek to harm Karakura ☠ Step after step the Substitute Shinigami of Karakura Town made her way ever closer to the general hospital of the spiritual active town. It was her duty to overlook Karakura and make sure that the town itself and the people that lived in this town were kept safe. While she wasn't always able to keep everything alright this was one of the things that she felt was important for her to do in order to fulfill her duty. She had been making her way throughout Karakura like she did everyday, but she picked up something different about the hospital today. There was a spiritual entity in the hospital. An entity that felt like a Fullbringer. While Nami wasn't all that experienced or talented at being able to sense the reiatsu of spiritual individuals she was capable enough to know that what she was sensing was a Fullbringer. Either that or it was another experiment that had been sent into Karakura Town by the organization that had created her. She wasn't all that sure that the organization would be able to locate her now after so long, but at the same time it was very likely that they could without a problem. Going off of probability and logic like Nami always did though there was a much greater chance that this reiatsu she was sensing was that of a new Fullbringer that had just arrived in Karakura Town. Nami wasn't even all that sure that what she was sensing wasn't the reiatsu of a new born Fullbring. It was why she was heading to the hospital right now. She had decided a short time ago that it would be best to know all spiritual entities in Karakura in order to execute her duty most effectively. So finding out the source of this new reiatsu was necessary. It would take Nami about half an hour to get to the hospital on foot. After that she'd walk through the hospital constantly sensing the reiatsu of the Fullbringer in the hospital and using as a type of radar so that she would know where to walk and which way to go. Eventually Nami would be standing outside the small hospital room that currently had a curtain blocking the doorway keeping her from view of whoever was inside. Nami would brush the curtain aside with her right arm and enter the room to see a long hair blonde human much like herself in the hospital bed.

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

It must have been a dream. All of it. The cool breeze that rolled through the window made the immediate sights much more as a blur than that of a ongoing image. Despite having been to the World of the living countless times, whether it was on a mission or visiting Marcus, the woman's being felt misplaced. A dream like state was how she could described the feeling. Maybe not. Perhaps having been in a coma for centuries to find that all around her had changed, and she was the only constant in the ever changing variable. How could she have made sense of it all after all that had happened? It frightened her to no ends. The sheer anxiety of it all was constant, nagging at every nerve of her body. It was very much like how she remembered it all to be. Very much like in her past as a child; a foreigner in a completely strange world.

Ridiculous to believe in that notion, considering it was her duty to protect the World of the Living. Just a few days ago she served as a Captain of Squad 2. Operating as Soul Society's assassin, as a guardian of the Human World, she remained stern in her operations, pushing aside unnecessary noise that may cloud her judgement and abilities. All of her training and experiences led her to what she became. Being a Shinigami was a learning experience just as everything else was. Kaijin had to put on one piece of her uniform at a time, despite how much of a blunder she was at first. Eventually, learning to become part of the squad and operating as it's Lieutenant. Each was nerve wrecking, but overall thrilling. The girl managed to experience places she never seen before at all, which made the world seem all the more mysterious. Truly, it made the inner adventurer in her gleam with joy. Unfortunately, it wasn't meant to be.

The challenges that came her way only made her position all the more purposeful. Slaying Hollows and maintaining order were essential duties given to her by the Gotei 13 after all; her Commander and Chief. Serving as a Shinigami was never easy, but it did fulfill that need for purpose. A goal. Before hand, Kaijin turned to theft to help her along her life. After her parents' passing she had to learn to survive on her own. Using her talents as a stage performer from the circus, she operated from town to town to make a living. Even then she lacked a goal, only serving the purpose to fulfill the imagination of children and families with her performances. To her, that was all that was needed to live. As for herself, there wasn't a single thing that could have been called a goal. Soul Society gave that to her. A goal that the Shinigami's instilled into her being, which eventually led to her becoming a Captain. Harle Quinn serving as a Captain to protect the balance among the worlds, to insure their safety. However, that itself proved to be even more daunting.

The latest events led to her "rebellion." A hostile take over of a Noble House, Kawada. With how Soul Society was being led towards, the girl couldn't have remained silent. A task much difficult to accomplish when everyone around her seemed to be a potential enemy, or traitor. For that reason she had no other choice but to do it alone. This was her dilemma that led to her own downfall. She had no one to blame but herself. Now turned traitor, any connections she had to those around her as Captain had to be severed. Notes and documents sent to Himitsu Kasumi'oji about her findings, to Souza Kuichiki, to individuals who she could only turn to insure that would be done about it. Kisala and the others would not know of her dealings or activities, thus removing them from being heavily persecuted by the authorities who would attempt to question them. Kaijin had to cut herself off from all that she once knew. This made her anxiety much worse than what it was already. She cast herself into a world with little to no information as how she would carry or portray herself. She was alone.

What evidence there was to this fact was what remained missing. Her eyes shifted as her head turned to gaze upon what had been taken. What was suppose to be a fully developed human being was now a broken human. The grotesque bloodied layers of bandages covered what was left her left arm. The elbow joint and half of the shoulder were taken, cleaved off with a single strike. The wound was cauterized the moment the arm was cut off, thus resulting the now breathing girl that sat on the bed now. But still, the damage done did cause a loss of blood. From what was said before, Kaijin had fainted due to shock, forcing the girl into a minor coma. The extent of the coma wasn't serious, as much of the shock was due to the mental trauma. Fortunately, unbeknowist to the Doctors, Kaijin had centuries of training and fighting to help maintain a strong mental state. Only the moment of shock caused her to lose consciousness as the pain joined the moment of loss. Luckily for her, a few patrons were passing by that night and found her laying on the floor. They were the ones who managed to save the young girl's life as she remain unconscious.

Her missing left arm served as a testament to her crimes, and to her dedication. Though it may have been a failure, it was her devotion to Soul Society. For her to proclaim that she was in the right or the wrong wasn't up for discussion, nor to be debated. Kaijin did what she felt was right for her to do under the circumstances. But, even so, it couldn't stop the tears from swelling beneath her eyes. In many ways she should find herself to be happy. She could live an ordinary life now. She didn't have to don the badge of the Shinigami anymore. The French girl was free to choose to do what she will with her life. So then why, why wasn't it felt as if she lost something altogether? Kaijin already knew the answer to that question. She just didn't want to acknowledge it. With that understanding, something she thought she would never feel came back. It was close. But to what it was she wasn't certain of, but she hoped for the best. And that best came in the form of a woman. A woman with blonde hair with a slender physique. The beating of her heart thumped against her chest, leaving the human girl wondering as who this woman aligned herself with. For that itself could spell disaster, or complete Hell.

[Izanami Midorikawa]

She had been walking throughout the hallways of the hospital until finally at this very moment Nami was standing outside of the room that she sensed the new Fullbringer in. This Fullbringer needed to be spoken to if for no other reason than the simple fact that they were in Karakura Town and Nami felt the need to know all spiritual entities in the town that she lived to protect. So checking on this Fullbringer was the very least that Nami intended to do. That was exactly what she was going to do as she opened the door and stepped into the room.

What she saw sitting in the hospital bed was a Fullbringer that much was for certain, but it was an injured one with an obvious injury that now could be classified as a handicap or deformity. Nami picked up a few details about the Fullbringer immediately. The first of which was that this Fullbringer was a female like herself with long blonde hair. Beyond that though the comparisons between them both were lost to Nami as she took in the fact that this girl was missing her left arm and by the coloration of the bandages that were wrapped around her stump she had lost it recently.

Apart from the obvious wound that this female had sustained from what Nami could only assume was a battle between a different spiritual entity that had gotten the best of her the only thing that she could see besides the fact that this female was looking to her at the moment just as she was doing the same, happened to be the fact that tears were at the moment running down from her eyes to her cheeks. Nami took notice, but like always she didn't understand why this female was crying or how to react to such a thing so her expressions didn't change as Nami felt nothing towards what she was seeing.

Moving to the end of the bed Nami continued to keep eye contact with this female her silver eyes a wonder to most held the beauty of a thousand stars as the gaze fixated on this new Fullbringer to Karakura. "I've a few questions to ask you and rules that you will follow if you plan on staying here in Karakura Town." Nami spoke in the typical direct, blunt and apathetic tone that she almost always did as emotion while now possible wasn't something that she felt all the time or understood like a normal entity. "I need to know first though if whatever took that arm will be coming for the rest of you while you're in Karakura."

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

A Shinigami, here? Oh no, it was one of the worst case scenario to come up and rear into the room with her. Had it been a Hollow, then she could manage to make a run for it. Her legs were all but unless for the time being, but she could still manage to operate with the rest of her body. She could toss and roll herself under the bed and out the door. It would be a struggle of course, but there was a chance, though slim as it may be. But a Shinigami on the other hand would be more difficult to handle. Her odds of survival just dropped to nearly zero if it came to her running away from the scene. Never the less, Kaijin had to engage this situation cautiously as she recently left the Gotei 13. Though, what shocked her wasn't the Shinigami's mannerisms, but her overall behavior. She wasn't here to kill Kaijin?

As Harle, the woman's crimes were severe. Treason wasn't looked at as a simple crime as murder. A crime as such would transcend beyond that what murder would go for. If her left arm didn't prove that her existence wasn't completely eradicated by the Captain Commander, then surely the ex-Shinigami would be pursued in order to complete the task. Should the woman speak of Harle being within the human world, then it wouldn't be long before a pursuit force came for her. Serving as a Captain, Kaijin had knowledge in regards to the Seireitei's operations, dealings, and passages. What forces that the Shinigami had, and their activities. Compared to others who may have escaped, or turned rogue, Kaijin had the more recent developments to Soul Society. Such information meant that she could practically attract and enter into Soul Society without much worry. Achieving such a result would surely prove to be daunting, however, once achieved the woman would become a wealth spring of knowledge. That was the danger that Kaijin posed remaining alive. Yet that isn't the issue as it would seem to be at this moment.

What the Shinigami inquired was further along the lines of her injury. How it was received and any future occurrences that may result of her being in Karakura was more of the concern. In that regard, then there wasn't much to worry about, at least for now. "Who are you, and how did you get into zhiz room," the french woman posed her own inquiry. A Shinigami isn't seen by most, as they are only visible to those who were gifted in the supernatural. Those who were favored in this category were usually referred to be as being "gifted." But that itself made it all the more easier to instigate that the Shinigami wasn't meant to be inside the room when permission is often required to visit. Especially for those who the patient does not know. In other words, the Shinigami was trespassing. "How did you get into zhiz place. Did ze Doctors and Nursez letz you in?"

Kaijin's hand shifted, reaching for the emergency response button. Once pushed, there would be a Nurse ready to respond to the woman's call and check up on her. Though the Nurse's presence wouldn't change the situation, but it did reveal another revelation when concerning Kaijin. "Who en what are you?" Kaijin posed the question again in regards to the Shinigami's presence. She had some knowledge as to what the woman was, yet what puzzled her was why a Shinigami would be here if there were no Hollow activity present. The Shinigami posed her reason for being, but she was just a simple human now. A "gifted" human at that. "Do you ownz zhiz town, or ze police?" The french woman motioned herself forward just an inch, only to be seized by the pain that surged from the empty slate that was her left arm. The nerves and empty space pulsed at first, then erupted with a throbbing sensation that broke out throughout the entire body. Every nerve screamed as it told the woman to stop.

Despite the pain killers given to her early in the day, the extent of her injury couldn't be held back. Kaijin winced heavily as her body curled forward, arching as she reached out to grip what wasn't there. "Kaijin doez not know who....mmmgggh.. who you are...but... what did zhiz iz would not know zhat Kaijin iz here..." she managed to gurgle out of her lips as she reached for the call switch. Her left arm throbbed horribly, and just wanted it to end. The strands of blonde hair moistened by the gather beads of sweat formulating on the woman's scalp. Her finger tabbed on the call switch.

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Standing at the very front of the hospital room Nami looked upon the new Fullbringer that she sensed in Karkaura Town coming from this room since she had first picked up her signature. What she saw first was a reason for why this Fullbringer hadn't moved. She was missing her left arm and based on the bandages that covered it she had lost it recently and from a horrific injury. It made logical sense why she was in the hospital bed. What didn't make much sense or at least brought more need for investigation was her immediate sense of worry at the sight of Nami.

When she spoke Nami could tell that while she was speaking in a way that she could understand she was obviously from a different part of the planet that had effected how she learned to speak. "My name is Nami Kawa. I got in here because I need to speak with you." Nami spoke in her typical apathetic tone despite the obvious look that she was giving this female that she could tell she was hiding either something or from someone. Nami wasn't sure which at the moment, but she needed to find out if it would place Karakura in danger.

"As for how I got into here the Head of the Hospital is a Fullbringer like the both of us and knows what goes on in Karakura. He allows me to come and go as a must as the guardian of Karakura." Nami could see this girl reach for something with her good arm and although she wasn't sure what she was reaching for she knew that it was an obvious response to the situation that she was in at the moment. "I'm a Fullbringer. Substitute Shinigami of Karakura town. I live to protect the citizens of Karakura from anything that could cause them harm."

Nami stopped speaking as it was obvious that this girl was going through serious pain as she continued to reach for the button and if effected what she was asking Nami. Nami waited for her to stop trying to speak to finally say something again. "You can relax. I'm not here to attack you unless you pose a threat to Karakura. I've simply come to review you as a spiritual entity in Karakura. If you release your Fullbring though against me I will be forced to take it as a threat. I suggest you relax and answer the questions I have for you." While Nami wasn't really giving this girl a choice she waited in her spot for the girl to answer.

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

"F-Fullbingg....Z-zhini-gami... What iz zhat?" she struggled to utter the words through panting breathes. The throbbing was growing beyond what the girl could stand. Under normal circumstances her body would be able to tolerate this amount of pressure done unto her. It wouldn't be much of an issue due to the amount of training and experience that she has already. As a Captain, as Harle, Kaijin under went intense missions where the odds tended to be stacked against her. Whether it be a large battalion, rogue Shiningamis, or that of the Espadas of Las Noches, Kaijin was pitted against strong adversaries that only continued to grow in size and strength. This pain wasn't as harsh as those times, but it did often build up to the level of stress that she was under. And right now, it was escalating.

Given from the information that the woman just provided, she must be one of the rare subjects that was granted special permission from Soul Society to act on their behalf in the World of the Living. While not having seen one, or handled such cases before, this was the first Substitutes that she has seen before. This was definitely a bad position for her to be in right now, especially with what happened probably days, if not weeks ago. Her heart monitor rang with the alarming tunes of an increase in blood pressure. The situation was upsetting the woman. Kaijin winced. The swelling in the nub remains of her left arm pulsated as much as her own veins were. She broke eye contact from the visitor as her body searched for the little comfort that it could to help alleviate the pain.

"Zhee only threat here iz zhee one zhat you brought whizz you.......mmggh.. Kaijin doez not know who you are.... or what iz it zhat you are.... Zo, if you are not whizz zhee Police, zhen Kaijin haz nohzing to zay to you, Madame." The French woman took deep, steady breaths to help control her rapid heart rate. She had to slow it before it caused more discomfort to her body. She knew that any further strain wouldn't only harm her, but possibly cause more severe damages. Control breathing. Easier said than done when another person was trying to extract information when she was gathering her point of focus. The disruption of rhythm in her mind made it difficult to truly keep her mind trained on what was needed to do to reduce the pain. In any other circumstance, the young acrobatic would simply work her body to help distract herself. But now, she was only able to sit around as her body familiarized itself with its physical form, rather than that of a spiritual body. It was all that she could do for now.

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Something wasn't right that much was starting to become somewhat clear to Nami. She had come here when she had sensed that there was a new spiritual entity in Karkaura like she always did now yet this girl was acting like Nami was some kind of threat. Nami was starting to think that this girl had something to hide. After dealing with so many spiritual entities though Nami had started to pick up that many simply wanted to stay away from Soul Society which she was now apart of as a Substitute Shinigami.

The heart monitor was revealing that this girl's heart beat was increasing rapidly along with the way that this girl was speaking Nami could tell that she wasn't going to get any sort of information out of her here. A few months ago Nami would have still been oblivious to all of the signs that this girl was giving off yet now she could see the signs that told her this was a lost cause for the moment. After the girl had spoken Nami starred at her for a few more moments. "Alright then I'll take my leave."Nami turned and walked from the hospital room. She could have kept trying to get information from the girl, but she wouldn't get anything. There was the possibility this girl had lost her memories, but it was unlikely. Nami would have to wait and speak to her at a later date when she couldn't hide behind the human world as easily.