Post by Kritia on Apr 9, 2020 0:57:18 GMT -5
She was still hurt from her....encounter with the shinigami from before. It was painful to continue moving with the injuries, forcing herself to soldier on. She even had to eat a little. The shinigamis bodies had provided ample reiatsu, and her injuries had healed for the most part. But the aches and pains had lingered, until she found herself happening upon a plus. A woman, weeping beside a house, looking in at what was probably her family. Not that this registered to Kritia.
She was just meat. And before the woman could even make a sound, the monsterous bat had torn out her throat, and begun to chow down on her, ripping her limb from limb as those inside remained oblivious to the heinous act. She was so hungry, even the flesh in her mouth didn't do much for it, and she couldn't help but wonder why. She had never been this hungry before, what had happened? She looked up at the sky, and in it, there was, in some strange way a void.
A hunger that made her insides ache just looking up into that bright starry sky. Something FELT like it was missing. There was a hole, when she looked up in that black night. Or maybe the hole was inside of her. She looked down at her claws, to the dripping hot life of something she had just consumed. Why had this hunger gripped her like this? What had changed? Why was she so ......empty? Pulling the rest of the remains into her mouth, she rose to her own staggering height and began to wander on.
After all, what else was she to do? She was still so very hungry, and looking through the glass at the humans inside still did nothing to help that feeling. She still needed more. Without ever knowing a reason why. She crouched down, taking a moment to gauge the distance between her and the nearest hill. There was a brief running start, before she bounced, spread her wings, and then glided her way straight to that hillside, swooping in and holding out her feet.
There was a brief moment, where she almost didn't feel like she'd make it, and then her feet finally clamped onto the bark, locking her in place as she swung, brushing against some of the branches and making the tree sway just a little as she surveyed the area around her. Hunting was becoming such a chore for her. She used to enjoy finding these beings every now and then. She felt herself tense, irritable as she scanned the land around her. Something about this place was making her uneasy.
It wasn't until she spotted it that she realized just what was bothering her. A hollow, massive in size, swooping in her direction. She tensed up, briefly startled, alarmed, and lunging up. Their claws met in the air, and kritia latched down, locking her grip onto the other beast as she HISSED as loudly as she could into it's face, twisting and wrenching as the two of them suddenly started to plummet toward the ground, the air roaring around them.
She managed to reach in, grabbing at it's throat as it's own wings beat against her, the feeling of it's neck suddenly tensing, becoming slightly hard. But it wasn't hard enough to keep her from starting to dig in, slicing into that throat with a sudden viciousness. She tore, ripping out some of it's neck in a bloody spurt, causing the both of them to start to tumble down from the sky, lunging, biting at it's body, ripping into it's mask and tearing it away before she began to chew and swallow it.
The hollow, clearly not used to being on the defensive in this way, suddenly began to screech and try to pull away. But of course she had no intention of allowing that. She locked her claws in, slashing into it's legs and wings, ripping ravenously, peeling, slicing, shredding into it as she sought to cripple it, having no intention of chasing the damn thing down again. No, she locked on and began chewing into it's back and spine, pulling chunks from it's body as she felt it slowly begin to slow down, strength ebbing from it's body.
It was just as she thought it was about to die, when she knew it's form would begin to go still and those last few pulses would escape it's heart before it finally went into a dead shudder, that that....thing suddenly arrived. In the blink of an eye, and sudden brilliant flash of bright shiny metal, the hollow's head was severed from it's shoulders, relieving it of it's life and leaving her in a sudden state of stupor, unsure exactly what had just happened before her eyes.
She glanced up, just in time to see a zanpaku'to in her face. She froze on the spott, tensing up just a little as she felt a brief shimmer of fear, before suddenly that weapon lowered, and a gentle chuckle escaped them. A chuckle that was, soft and gentle. "Well well, Who would have thought I'd find one of you out here. What are you doing in the world of the living, girl?" came that gentle voice, the woman stepping out and into the light with a soft, serene expression on her face. A hand reaching up to gently caress the side of her face, stroking that cheek in a way that surprised her.
She....hesitated, and then pulled back, HISSING loudly, before that form backed off, still smiling, hair looking almost ghostly and ethereal to say the least, This one felt....strange. She had a shinigami's weapon, but she didn't...SEEM like one. Who was she? the woman backed off and raised her hands, chuckling softly and shaking her head. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you girl. Relax, alright? Shhhhhh. It's okay." Those soft tones compelled, causing Kritia to slowly settle down, and watch the woman closely.
(Learning Shunpo)
They looked down to the now-fading corpse and smiled back up to her, winking just a little as she sat back against the tree. "well, I guess you probably need a little help with these things huh? You didn't even seem to follow my step did you?" She ventured, and then vanished, moving a few feet to the side, causing Kritia to perk up, eyeing them closely. As she...moved around on her claws, and began to tense up her muscles. The woman perked, apparently amused by this apparent interest.
Kritia watched them a few more times as they performed the action again and again, as she herself began to hop around, forcing herself to move faster and faster, again and again watching the woman, who continued to smile that strange smile, apparently amused that the beastclan was learning from her. And then she felt it. A sudden....click in her head as she felt it suddenly start to make sense. Just the barest flicker of reiatsu that coursed through her body. Enough that the world suddenly blurred around her, and she was suddenly a good few meters from where she'd just started.
(Back to TP training)
"Not bad~ Look at you! Who's a good girl~" Crooned the shinigami, and before she knew it, those soft, pale hands reached up and began rubbing up and down along that long, fuzzy neck of hers, causing her to tense up just a little, though she didn't quite feel as threatened anymore. Though she still did make a low, growling noise in response to the contact, causing the woman to once again chuckle and back off, folding their arms and humming a bit as Kritia began to settle down, eyeing her legs and continuing to zip around, clearly beyond fascinated with this new talent.
