Be a Doll [Jt, R] Lorelei and Nola

[Nola Vilde]

Training for CTP

Nola let out a soft little huff as she made her way through the double doors and out into the main area of Karakura General. It was so....weird being around in her Gigai. Most of the time she was only ever in it for some R and R, but this time around she was here in the world of the living for Business. She had been deployed here and was on patrol. A rare occurrence for her, given her abilities in the past, and she felt an immeasurable amount of pride, even smiling to herself just a little as she felt pleased that her superior officers felt she was ready for the task. Dealing with hollows was rather serious business, and Karakura was essentially the big leagues.

As she made her way out of the Library, she took just a moment to look around, scanning the skies and then pulling out her phone and checking for any alerts. The phone was....quite a bit different from what she remembered from being alive. Honestly it was a little much to get used to at first, but now she was quite proficcient with the device! She hummed, slipping it back into her pocket and beginning to look around. She had a good 80% of the city patrolled for the evening. Now she just needed to finish up and she could rest for the evening, maybe get some food and keep her phone on and ready to receive alerts. It was a bit odd to get used to being in a gigai, and having close to human speed and reflexes and the like, but she just told herself it would make good training.

With a smile on her face, she headed to the southern areas of Karakura town, humming softly ot herself as she went about, even as she had to adjust now and then, almost falling a few times as she still had to compensate for her reduced abilities. These gigai were insane, she wondered what the R&D department would think of next? Perhaps they could some up with one even more suitable for training. She could only hope! As she went, she continued to smile to herself and think about all the cool things that R and D could do with their technologies for Gigai. In the meantime she kept her eyes about her, and continued that soft humming. For now? Life was good.

[Lorelei]

:CTP hue:

Observation: going off on what she was looking at, Humans among Humans scampering about with their daily lives looking onwards to the next thing to do. Looking to eat, to study, to family, always on the move to do something. Always running around doing something to occupy themselves with. Maybe they just had very little time to really do anything? Lorelei took her time obviously to really scope things out and just learn what she could from them. They just did the same thing as they always did from what she has seen from the previous days. Yeah, a few did their own thing that made them unique. Few went ahead and broke regulations that their so called Law Enforcement would regularly discourage. She wondered why would Humans look for a reason to cause trouble. She just thought it was counter-productive really since getting into trouble seemed to draw more attention. She just wondered why run the risk of it?

Kids running around in the fading day light. Watching the Sun go up, then go down made an array of different colors that looked pretty neat. This is how the Mod Soul spent a lot of her days observing and trying to see what the Humans do that really describes "life." She did poke her head into something they called movies. Ridiculous really, but same time sorta weird. Humans always had some sort of detail of other worlds beyond their own, which was kinda funny since the Mod Soul didn't really know that there were other places like them. Did Soul Society screw up somewhere when they were looking into worlds or something? Hell, Lorelei didn't know that there were magical ponies with a rainbow one being a leader. If that was the case then they all be screwed.

Walking around, keeping the alleyways of course since she didn't want to cause a heart attack of any sort, the Mod Soul simply watched the busy bodies waltzing past her position. The torn teddy bear glanced place to place, watching through the beady eyes that the body had sown on to it. Good thing that she didn't really have a Gigai since it would be difficult to limit what Humans called "pain." Another concept that Lorelei never really understood. Mod Souls don't feel pain, or at least, she didn't. It was a concept that, among many others, she didn't understand. Well, there were lots of things that she didn't really understand. Her creation was not meant to understand, but to do a single purpose.

The ground shook.....

An echoing roar blurted out suddenly out into the world.

Down the street a building collapsed. Debris and rubble quickly made as something came colliding into the North-West corner of the structure. Not wanting to find out what had caused the sudden splintering of building material, the Humans around the area just simply ran from the scene. Like, who wouldn't with all the terrorist attacks going on these days. They easily made up stories and theories to help rationalize what they did not understand. Probably an Earthquake or just a sudden gas line explosion caused the whole thing to happen so quickly. Nobody knew, nor did they want to find out really. But for those Humans who were really special among their kind would be easily able to see what was causing it. Ten feet of pure stupidity. More like a lazy Iquana that was painted pure black with fat finger tips.

Lazy was a way to describe it as it just leaned against the building as it was. It didn't move or do anything besides rolling the glowing yellow eyes around within its own mask. The Humans fled the scene unbeknowist to them to the actual cause. It was very much instinct for them to run, while as for the Mod Soul, it beckoned to her. She knew why obviously; Shinigami programming. Mod Souls like her, well who were like her off the assembly line, were designed to fight. It was all that she knew what to do. A base line for her to follow through, despite learning more about herself and what she was truly capable of. Enough said though. Spiritual circuits qued up as the fluffy little thing sprang from its hiding place. Unknown to the Humans that ran by that a living Teddy Bear was scurrying beneath their legs to face the opposition.

Charging the spiritual matter through the tiny body, Lorelei charged. Each little tiny fluffy step squeaked put her closer to the base of the Hollow's scaly feet. She drew her right arm back. Getting ready to explode that massive pent up energy in the stuffed fluff of an arm. It burst forth with incredible speed. Piercing through the wind she thought as she drew upon the power of her programmed fist. It inched, more or less breaking the sound barrier through the small space between the two of them. The Hollow would under what pain was. Lorelei made contact...But what happened wasn't suppose to happen.

All that happened was just a soft squeak from her body's own squeaker device. The Hollow was unfazed, let alone interested in what patted it. Crap.

[Nola Vilde]

Nola's attention was snared the moment that that building first collapsed. In the confusion, she managed to stash her Gigai onto the ground, seemingly just passed out at the scene as she rushed on over to the site of the hollow itself. Her mind wandering as she closed on in. What sort of hollow would it be? She wasn't sure if it would be something to worry about. Especially not with how many people were around. She couldn't stop but curse under her breath when at long last she came in on the scene.

The hollow was some kind of big lizard, her brows knitted together as she took just a moment to watch. It seemed most everyone was running away from the monster, except for a...doll? She blinked, confusion written across her face as that little thing closed in and drew it's tiny arm back. Nola watched in surprise as the little thing reeled back, and then slammed it's fist into the hollow to...literally no effect. Nola actually felt bad for the little thing, and as the hollow turned it's attention to it, Nola had suddenly Shunpo'd in between the pair of them. More or lesss standing directly over the animal as she promptly summoned a thick pane of reishi between her and the massive hollow.

She dropped, attempting to loop an arm around the little doll and hold them close as no doubt the hollow would attack. If not at the doll, then at the sudden shinigami that had made herself known just then. It would give a lash of it's tail at the pair, purely out of it's own visceral hatred for Nola herself. And ocne that tail connected with the pane, it cracked, and then detonated LOUDLY, promptly deafening and blinding the hollow, as well as tearing through it's body like tissue paper, the powerful trap shredding a good ammount of the hollow's form as Nola glanced down at the doll themselves.

"Hey! Are you alright?!" She would ask it, her attention snapping over to the hollow itself once again, rather....anxious as it no doubt would become agitated as a result of her little stunt. Another reishi construct suddenly formed in her hand, a long blade without guard or proper handle, just a section she held that was not sharpened. "Hold onto me. I'll finish this thing off, alright?" She asked the doll, well aware of what precisely it was. Admittedly she didn't know how to act around the thing, she was aware that they were....welll...unfond of shinigami. And vice versa. But desperate measures, right?

[Lorelei]

Out of all beings to come and step in to help the Mod Soul out, it had to be a Shinigami. The Shinigami that had the Mod Souls created for the single purpose of fighting the creatures known as Hollows. The same creature that Lorelei aspired to remove from the city. Just programming was what compelled the Mod Soul to do so in the first place. This she understood right away. Just some means to help the Shinigami fight against their long rivaled foes. However, rumors came around among their kind; the Mod Souls. Hearing what these rumors were about that many of their Pill-kind were being disposed of. Destroyed due to formulating something that the Shinigami referred to as a conscious. Something that revolved around a higher level of thinking beyond what they were supposively programmed to know. Already, the Mod Souls were smart, precise, and strong. So, why would having this "conscious" be dangerous for them to have? This made Lorelei's unit wonder.

For that reason they were discarded. She was discarded. That sense of being destroyed forced the girl's hand to flee as the others remained indifferent about it all. That was when the thought to came her. A belief that everything that was happening to her.......... was wrong. An error of some kind? A sort of mental process that caused a glitch in her programming to make her react as such. An unforseen development that caused the Mod Soul to decide for itself to remain rather than being scrapped. Was this the reason why they decided to scrap her? Either way, a Shinigami was here now to handle the situation in which she couldn't really do squat about. Neither could the Mod Soul resist or runaway while caught in the arm of the woman. Though, if allowed to, then Lorelei would have utilized the situation to insure her own safety while still combating the Hollow menace. Yet, that would be tasking to do considering that the only way that her body was capable of doing any harm was suffocating the beast with her cotton fluff. Fat chance at that happening.

The Shinigami called down to the tiny fluff ball. Funny how it was that two beings that were suppose to label each other as enemies were actually in hugging distance of each other. Not only that, but one being saved and helped by the other. What luck. All that Lorelei could do was nod its tiny round head to acknowledge the words that the woman spoke to her. Still unable to speak, or rather refusing to waste energy in using vocals, the nod would have to suffice until further relations with Humans became better rather than being bad. Soft plush like arms crunched around the surface of the lengthy arm of the woman, holding on for dear life. It was much as she could do for the time being until her true form grew with enough spiritual pressure to better fit a larger form.

As for the Hollow, it let out a rattling croak. More like a rattling burp as it rumbled out of the belly of the beast. Seeing that there was someone who could actually hurt it, more like feel the strength of, it went on the offensive. Looking to body slam the pair, its body lazily flopped off the buildings surface onto the floor that had the two on. The horned lizard didn't bother moving around. More or less it believing that it had crushed the pair, or just for another reason all together. Whatever the case was, Lorelei was certainly placing its trust into that of the Shinigami. She wouldn't be able to run away from the large mass of fat that was pretty much that made up the stupid excuse of a lizard, or that of a Hollow. All that Lorelei knew that was the fact was holding onto the Shinigami would prove to be the safest means of surviving.

[Nola Vilde]

Nola was surprised! That blast should have obliterated the hollow unless it was at least gillian strength! She cursed under her breath and promptly vanished with another shunpo, pulling the littlle doll along as she did, panting just a little and wincing a little as she made sure she wasn't hurt. Though she did pause and feel a little warm inside as the doll clung to her. Oh fuck, here came those maternal instincts to protect HRNNNNG! She promptly raised her blade at the iguana and narrowed her eyes. She began forming more reiatsu along it's edge.

She took a nice, slow breath, calming herself as she watched the hollow closely. It seemed so...slothful. She couldn't possibly miss this! She lowered her body into a crouch and then RUSHED in! She moved in a practical blur as she shunpo'd in on the hollow and raised her blade! That edge cracked the instant she slammed it into the monster, but once it did there was a hissing KEEN as a pressurized shockwave tore from the edge, exploding with all the force of a higher level air trap, aiming not only to cleave clean through the hollow themselves, but to cut a clean line right through the rubble that used to be an entire building, shredding the cement and causing a sudden gust!

She would skid back from the attack, still clutching that doll to her chest as she panted, hoping indeed that the hollow would have been vanquished from her attack, not wishing to have to use her powers against such a menial enemy, though more than capable of doing so if she were pushed in that direction. She was feeling just a bit ragged from all that shunpo'ing around and hopefully a few seconds to catch her breath would do her a world of good! Assuming the hollow's vanquishmet she would promptly smile down to that little doll, giving the thing a sheepish look and loosening her grip so it wasn't quite so mashed facefirst into her chest.

"Um, hey there. You alright?"

[Lorelei]

The Hollow roared and tore itself to fragments as the woman's power struck it. Lorelei couldn't have the time to analyze it as her eyes at this time couldn't follow the motions. Plus, the Mod Soul was still hanging on for dear life onto the Shinigami woman most of all. All her rush in movements didn't do Lorelei much good with the stubby fingers that the small Gigai had. Croaking as its massive body faded away, the small Mod Soul dropped down at Nola's side, looking back up to see the woman's full form. Didn't matter how Lorelei looked at her, this was definitely a full blown Shinigami. Not that her breasts were a dead give away, being dressed against the woman's aspect of a uniform, but seeing that only the Shinigami would be the only ones who would allow for such travesty. However, bypassing that regard she was a bit surprised that the Shinigami didn't turn her attention towards the Mod Soul and vanquished her immediately. That...........was strange indeed as far as she was concerned about the whole thing.

Lorelei didn't like shinigami. At least in the sense that the Mod Souls were just disposable assets that they could make more of. She stood there as proof of that as she was cast away by her previous Master. Cast away and left her pill to rot and become nothing more than a heap of trash among the others. Trash that was to fade away and die. And that was another thing about it. The concept of "death" actually. Looking at it now Lorelei didn't really understand it very well. Like first of all, Lorelei wasn't really technically alive at all. No heart, lungs, a brain, or intestines. Everything that comprised of her whole being was that of the pill that held all of her data. Her though processes, functionality, and programs. All of them were stored into the pill form. That was it entirely, so didn't really make sense that she would be "alive" at all.

Unlike their Shinigami Masters, they had organs and other mechanisms that helped them operate their large bodies. But for the Mod Souls, like now, didn't have them. None of them had such mechanisms or devices to help them operate the bodies that they had. Of all her time she didn't feel the need to eat or sleep. Those concepts didn't really ring with her at all even though she has watched the many organisms around her do so. So many things that she didn't do that others did; did that make up what it meant to be "alive?" This was the thing that stumped her a lot of the times that she watched the Humans. She wasn't alive, so the concept of death didn't apply to her. If that was true and all, then why did she react when she heard she was going to be disposed of?

A sudden sensation overwhelmed her body. That sensation made it tremble. That sensation made her unstable. It had her react in a way that she didn't know was possible, or heard of. Lorelei, back then, couldn't explain it. Even now, she still couldn't explain it. A sensation that caused her body to move without even thinking about it. Like it was instinct or something. Based on what she read in the World of the Living, the only answer that she could come up with.............. was fear. She found it to be the most reasonable, and unreasonable answer that she could narrow it down to. Something that couldn't be described, but same time remarkably present. It could not be simply be explained or described, put into words, but rather following through it. A sudden rush of action that didn't respond to reasonable thought process. It was simply do or do not at that time. A sink or swim reference if there ever was one to her predicament. It was what she felt now as well when looking up at the Shinigami woman.

When she spoke, Lorelei didn't know what to do. Completely biased to the situation, the little Mod Soul would have just ran. On the other hand, based on what just occurred in front of the Hollow, the Shinigami didn't act in the same manner as the others would do so; conflicted was the best way to describe it as. Or in other words a system error on her behalf. Too many damn possibilities to really analyze as this time and with so little time the Mod Soul couldn't process it all. A literal brain fart, or short circuit. Error..........

..........errorerrorerrorerrorerrorerror...............

The sounds of people began to rise from around them. Lorelei couldn't stay there as she was as more Humans would see her moving around and about on her own. She had to get out of the area fast. The Mod Soul dashed quickly around the rubble that sat behind her. But, she wouldn't do so alone. That stubby fluff of a teddy arm beckoned to the Shinigami to follow. Lorelei couldn't remain out in the open as more Humans would be made aware of her existence. Away from the plain sight of the Humans, she hurried into a nearby warehouse. Well, more like a back house storage unit for a department store. The back stutter door was partially opened as Employees fled the scene in order to escape the area in which the Hollow's brief attack went on. Although it was stopped quickly the Humans didn't take chances to remain within the vicinity of the unknown attack. And so, they abandoned their post and left an opening for the Mod Soul to enter without being seen doing so.

Inside, there were many storage containers and boxes. Filled with stereos, televisions, DvD players, all electronic equipment and getups for the Humans. Boxes upon boxes made it somewhat of a good hiding spot for the Mod Soul, and if the Shinigami had been following, a good place to strike up a conversation. But, there was a problem; how the Hell was Lorelei going to speak when she herself wasn't capable of it. This was something that she completely left out when running away. Oh right, she did wave the Shinigami over to come follow her. A SHINIGAMI! OF ALL PEOPLE TO ASK TO FOLLOW HER! Oh good grief.

Well, there was no way to get around it all. With a little pulse of reiatsu from the small body of the Teddy Bear, Lorelei went on to look for something to help her speak.... And what was it that she found in the minutes of searching, was an a classic white board. Oh yeah, great.

[Nola Vilde]

Nola was still a little rattled from fighting the hollow. After all, it had been quite a heavy task to be bridled with. She thought it would be much easier to slay. But sadly that had not been the case. She shrugged her shoulders and let out a bit of a groan. It was such a pain to have to exert herself like this. But even so she did feel a little better seeing the stuffed animal alright. "You alright? You seem well enough to me." She murmured softly, and then paused when she seemed to go shooting off, beckoning for her to follow.

Ah yes. The humans wouldn't be able to see her, but the poor doll would probably be seen well enough as it were. Nola promptly followed along, rushing in after the little thing as they headed into a more secluded space. Nola's limbs felt just a tiny bit heavy, but it was so very easily ignored. Her body and soul both had an insane amount of stamina, and so even after that little debacle with the hollow, she was easily able to follow along and get along with following the little thing. When at last they came to a stop, she had a look around, a little intrigued at the little nook.

A glance in the mod soul's direction confirmed that the little thing was making it's way toward a whiteboard. Ah, it was meaning to communicate. Even as she watched, she had her duties on her mind. In her own way, she remembered her own encounters with bounts. She had grown up with them. Loved them. And killed them. As it were, she found that they were more of a tortured bunch than a dangerous one. She did consider the fact that technically speaking, this little doll was supposed to be killed or detained. But as it were, the notion of doing so didn't even enter her mind.

She thought of all the confrontations she'd been in so far. Hollows, Arrancar, beasts and monsters that always attacked the soul society. The sereitei was functional, but it was still in tatters to say the least. What sort of resources would it take to contain this little thing? Why should she even waste her energy killing it? Thinking it over, if the Shinigami could find a way to work with the bounts and mod souls rather than against them, it would be all the easier to strike down the enemies knocking at their doors. If she saved this doll, maybe they wouldn't have to be evil.

She had so many memories of them going bad. Of them feeling horror and resentment to the soul society. Bounts. Mod souls. Fullbringers. Hollows. She knew them through her zanpaku'to, and had seen the many ways they could go bad. Maybe she could make some good out of this one. It was by no means a guarantee. But was it not worth a shot? It probably wasn't. But well....her Zanpaku'to would be the first to tell anyone that she was much too kind for her own good. Sitting down on the ground, she watched the little doll closely as they retrieved their board. "Have something to say?"

[Lorelei]

The answer to the question that the Shinigami asked of the Mod Soul was simple, and that was a big yes..or errrr... maybe. Since she was already there she might as well do so. If the woman was seeking to eliminate her, then the fact remains that she would have done so already rather than listening to her in the first place. So, she may as well do so as she found the Dry-Erase board to making the appropriate symbols necessary to communicate with her. So, naturally she asked immediately, "Why do you not kill me?" A simple question that she wrote along the board, quickly turning it around to show it the Shinigami woman. Something that made her both curious and interested in the woman, and hopefully a possibility to evolve further along the future.

Something to help her learn more about the woman, and what she would be capable of. Learning was another thing that roused Lorelei's interest in subject matters. It didn't matter how trivial, or how stifling that it may be, but so long as she took something away from it was all that mattered. "Why leave me be instead of not hurting me?" she scripted along the board after erasing the previous question that she jot down. Lorelei studied Nola for a bit. Studied her reactions, her pacing, and her aura. Something as such would be better if she had a name to go with the individual. "What is your name?" she asked before proceeding forward.

She wanted to look into the woman more. Those beady eyes of hers looked over her figure, analyzing the entirety as a whole rather than of pieces. The Mod Soul's own Energy Sensory were dull, tiny. She had to expand herself in order to become more, stronger. She wanted to study more.

[Nola Vilde]

Nola tilted her head slightly as she watched the little stuffed animal. It was a strange experience to be sure, and truth be told kinda fascinating. As she watched them write, she sorta guessed the rest of this particular question. She looked off to the side for a moment, thinking about it. Well this was complicated. "Well truth be told. It's very hard for me to kill anything. I can usually only do it if I'm protecting something or if....well...other circumstances. You're not hurting anyone. And truth be told, the soul society has much bigger fish to fry. Sure there's standing orders but the fact of the matter is that we keep getting attacked, so wasting men and risking useful soldiers on Mod Souls or Bounts who aren't doing anything is....kindof stupid." She murmured.

She looked down at the floor for a moment and then looked back up. Oh! It seemed they were already writing again, this time she tilted her head, shifting a bit in her sandals with socks (awful, but it was the uniform) as she took a few moments to parse. "Why leave you instead of not hurting you? I think you mean instead of hurtng you, but yea. Like I said. Sure I probably could kill you, or hurt you, or capture you. But that's time and energy I can't afford to waste. Truth be told? We don't even prioritize hollows anymore. It's a volunteer thing nowadays." She noted softly, rubbing her cheek a bit and then looking up at the veiling, scanning the place they were in.

It was a bit strange, to be in this kind of....situation? Hm. Looking to the doll, she got up and then squatted down beside them, watching them closely before she lightly patted the top of the little bear's head. She missed stuffed animals, she remembered having them when she was still alive.....back with her aunts. She closed her eyes and sighed softly before she looked back to the board. Oh. Another question. This one surprised her . she paused, remaining silent for several long long seconds, drumming her fingers as she thought about it. Was there any harm in telling them? "Well....I'm Nola. Nola Vilde. Um....what about yours?" She may as well get to know them. After all, it teeeechnically could help. even if she didn't kill them, being friendly could help her keep tabs on them.

She hadn't lied or anything. Killing anything, especially something so...harmless, was very hard, even impossible for her under normal circumstances. But even so, she had a sense of vigilance. This little mod soul was weak now, but she knew very well how things could be with them. She even had a few mod souls she had known in her past. Well. Somebody's past. "I'm not quite sure what to do at this point. Apologies for the...uh...petting. You just remind me of a little puppy plush I used to have, bit of an impulse." She murmured and then looked off to the side. She didn't sense any other nearby hollows. Was it safe to begin heading out? Maybe. Maybe she should do a sweep before she leaves. Hmmm.

[Lorelei]

Was it just her or was there something wrong with the Shinigami here? If she had fingers then they'd be scratching the fluff off of her head. Fortunately that wasn't the case or else it would be hard to fix without help since she doesn't know how to sow. But she drifted away from her original thought since trying to fix something that didn't need to be fixed, and that with the matter with the Shinigami, she was losing focus. That lack of focus was really due to the illogical reasoning that the Shinigami was giving the little Mod Soul. None of it made sense as the Shinigami would normally act upon orders and strike out at potential threats. Based on what the woman was saying it seemed like the Shinigami became a bit lazy since her departure from Soul Society. All of it was really alien to her as the woman in front of her didn't seem like a Shinigami at all.

To be honest, it made her head spin like no other. What the Hell was going on in this world? What was it coming to that a Shinigami would let a rogue Mod Soul run amok in the World of the Living. She introduced herself; name of Nola Vilde. The Shinigami introduced herself the way that only one other had done so, but, just as she did with him Lorelei couldn't respond back with a proper answer. She been called many different names but didn't seem like anyone of them stuck with her. Her creator just referred to her by serial number, or just "stupid" or "Doll." The other was the Quincy man that captured her once. "Subject Teddy Bear," or simply just "Teddy Bear" was the name that the man gave to her to help give her an identity. So, when asked, all the Mod Soul could jot down were these names that were given to her in the past. Each one written out after the other for a total of five possible names to choose from. Yet, there was a sixth to go with them as well. Something that she recalled.

Her Master once had an assistant who gave her a name. It was a faint memory, but it was definitely related to the subject matter. The name that was given to her by the woman was what she added to the list of names. "Lorelei" was what she wrote down at the bottom of the other names. The list was short there was no hiding that one. However, it didn't seem to matter since the Shinigami stroked the shape of her scalp past the wear and tears that the body had already sustain. Being touched as she was held a different array of "emotions." That was the best means that she could describe it all if she had to put into words.

Though, despite being asked what her own name was, and to the fact of the petting that was done, the Shinigami appeared to be slightly distracted. A shift in behavior was something that one could not hide when gazing around. As if her head were in the clouds, or simply preoccupied by other thoughts. Her eyes were definitely out of focus just as her body language suggested. By what exactly she didn't know, so it made her curious while at the same time anxious. Could be planning to destroy her? Nope, that wasn't it. If that thought did cross her mind then she would have done so already. Hmmmm. Lorelei released a pulse of reiatsu from the tiny body of hers. The small wave wasn't enough to cause harm in any way possible, but did help to reveal any hidden objects from her optics. Kinda like misty air tracing invisible objects or the such.

Maybe something may turn up by doing so, like that is how she met the Quincy man. Weellllllll. Maybe not best way to find out, well since it draws attention rather than helping. Sticks out like a sore thumb to be honest.