Panty & Stocking with not Garterbelt (closed Training)

[Abaddon]

Abaddon opened his eyes and the vast emptiness of Hueco Mundo came to greet him. He looked around and there was nothing for miles say for the white sands of the desert and the almost empty black sky. His eyes focused on the lone waxing crescent moon that hung above in the sky. This lone object was the only thing that somehow gave light to all of Hueco Mundo. Abaddon could feel the warm sand under his feet, with the darkness all around him felt warm and familiar he felt a strange sense of peace here.

The stillness of Heuco mundo was unreal, in the human world there was countless distractions and noise that made it hard to simply stop and feel the world for what it was. Yet here in the vast nothingness Abaddon could feel everything that the world had to offer and while he was a quincy he felt more at ease here than he had ever felt elsewhere. He wondered why as he started to walk, his feet sinking into the warm sand. He wasn’t heading anywhere in particular, just simply walking without purpose. He would walk for hours without feeling tired, all the while he looked out at the emptiness, yet drawn towards a particular location.

Over a hill he saw it, a strange sight in the desert of Hueco Mundo. There in the emptiness he saw a single tree and a small lake surrounded by strange and unusual flora. It was a small oasis in the middle of the world, without knowing why he was drawn to it. Making his way over to the oasis he saw the water reflecting the moon in it. Not knowing why he slowly went over to look at himself in the water. That’s when he saw it, his flesh was black, his limbs long and unnatural, and over his face was a white mask that told him that he was a hollow.

The sudden shock of seeing himself as a hollow again forced Abaddon to wake up. His body was surrounded in a cold sweat. Looking over at the digital clock that was on his bedstand he saw that it was still very early. The clock showed that it was five fifteen A.M. There he stood upright in his bed trying to figure out why he had such a strange dream, however everything he thought of brought him nothing that he could consider an adequate answer to his question. As a gust of cold air drifted over his sweat coated body he felt a chill go down his body.

It was after this gust of air caused a chill that he decided that it would be best to take a shower. He quietly opened the door of his bedroom and looked out towards the dark hallway, he knew that Mon should still be sleeping and he didn’t want to wake her. He made his way as quietly as he could to the bathroom and started up the warm water, letting it soak his body as he tried to warm up and rinse off the sweat that had built up over the night. It took a bit of time, however he would finish showering, using a towel to cover himself he went back to his room to get dressed.

Abaddon put on a pair of black dress pants, a long sleeved white dress shirt with a black tie over it. While he wasn’t going out just yet instead of the normal suit he placed on a black dress vest matching his pants over the white shirt. A black belt with matching black leather shoes were slipped on, the last thing he placed on was the white gloves he always wore, that and a mild oakwood cologne, that he had chosen as the one he would use today. With that he was dressed and ready to leave his room and head into the living room.

While it was still early, between his shower and him getting dressed a bit of time had passed. He didn’t know if Mon was still sleeping so he tried to be quiet as he walked passed what he assumed was where she made her bed and into the kitchen. Grabbing a large pan he cracked open several eggs cooking them as he went to grab bacon from the fridge. The smells of bacon, eggs and fresh pancakes would fill the air of his apartment. Abaddon made plenty for himself, Mon and hopefully Shizuka if she would actually respond to the email that he had sent last night.

[Elke Sia]

It tasted sweet. The syrup drizzle of red that came down with each new mouth full she managed to stuff herself with. Fingers painted with the same shade, feeling the warmth that quickly left each piece that she came to take into herself. Was it a dream? The vivd images came and went just as quickly as they formed. It tasted sweet. Her canines chomped. It stained the white large t-shirt that she was provided from the man of last night. Her mind felt hazy. Everything was blurred, trapped in a daze that she couldn't wake herself from. Elke felt angry. The Sinner couldn't snap herself out from the induced trance she found herself to be in. A trance? Maybe. She felt angry. She felt as though her body was moving on its own. She nudged herself left, away from the sweetness of the red puddle. Instead of following what she wanted her body did the opposite, diving in more.

All Elke could do was watch as the dream sent more of her senses into overdrive. Everything felt surreal, but present at the same time. Nothing seemed as what it should be. Her dazed eyes wandered around the red stain on the floor finding the stain had more of a figure than before. The more her eyes wandered across it the more it became focused. It was a person. Actually, to be more specific a girl. Someone was on the floor covered in red. Elke was eating. She was eating with a driven sense of anger, not hunger. The blank color of the shirt turned red with every moment that passed. A girl that had two different colored sections of hair. Pale white skin wearing an sweater, or maybe a jacket, that was definitely bigger than herself. A girl with two different colored eyes. Someone she didn't know. All that Elke felt was a sense disgust, and dread.

She wanted to puke. Elke snapped out of her dream like state. She felt sick. Into the bathroom to go ahead and sip a bit of water from the faucet, since she did want to get rid of the taste that lingered for some reason. Still caught in a daze, the Sinner couldn't remember some of the images she saw from her dream. At least it was a dream. The running cold water was to help wake her up a bit, trying to regain some focus back into reality. A splash here, and a splash there to get rid of those cloudy eyes. The taste was still there. A dream that carried over a revolting flavor into reality wasn't something that was common. None of it was. But was it really a dream? She'd soon come to realize that it wasn't as the faucet's handles were stained in the same red shade from the dream. That red shade smeared over the porcelain sink made her gaze shoot up to the mirror to see a face. A face that she saw moments before.

The girl in her dreams was staring back at her in mirror. A long moment passed without even blinking, Elke only saw that girl looking back at her. It felt like forever before she blunk. A single blink that chased that girl's image away from her sights, only to return Elke's own natural figure back in the glass' reflection. She was back. Blood was smeared due to her hand instinctively working the on and off nozzles to the sink, including from the steps she took to get into the bathroom. A simple trail that led from a window in the living room back to where she was sleeping at. The blanket had been tossed aside, across the hallway. Probably taken off as she went ahead and did something on the outside. Whatever it was resulted in the blood that was on the shirt, and on her.

She didn't feel pain. Elke checked herself, looking from her toes to that of her neck to see no wounds on her. She wasn't hurt, which meant wherever the blood came from had to be from someone else. It wasn't from the man. That much she knew of considering the trail came from the window to the hall, and not from the bedroom door. She had to clean it up. Her old clothes were cleaned, which she had little to no choice but to put back on to get rid of the shirt. It was the middle of the night, probably about a few hours since the pair originally went to sleep. What happened? Elke honestly couldn't say, but nevertheless, she cleaned the mess that was made. It was better that way, or least not to raise questions for which she wouldn't be able to answer. For now it was best to think of it at another time, so she went back to sleep.

The next thing that she noticed was the smell of something cooking. A sweet aroma, sizzling going on at the end of the hallway. The hallway became stuffy not too long ago as the heat from the shower and the cooking made it so. No way she was able to stay asleep with an area being so stuffy now, so she got up and washed herself up. No shower, but rather using the sink in the bathroom to wash her body and face. A light wash of her hair and the back of her neck made the Sinner feel a bit more refreshed than before, though her stomach said something else. Despite smelling what she did, Elke wasn't really hungry. Instead, it made her feel nauseated. Like something pent up in her throat wanting to come out. Coming out of the hall with semi-wet hair, the Nakkabaki's attention was drawn to the obvious scene in the kitchen. Only then did she really speak up. "Hey, thanks...for erm...last night... Just wanted to say that before I take off now. So don't worry about me, alright?" Elke wanted that to be known, not wanting to take up more time than she did.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

A little late to the party, Shizuka was catching up on emails after some recently busy days. She was thankful for being able to be kept active, though at the same time it was a bit stressful. Having to adjust to a new schedule was proving to be difficult, and dealing with some of her new abilities, specifically enhanced sensory, was equally so. She could feel way more out in the world than she ever could before and it was not something she enjoyed. Not at the moment, anyway.

As she scrolled through what seemed like mostly advertisements, something caught her eye. The sender was Abaddon. Cocking an eyebrow and smirking, the woman tapped her thumb on the message and opened it to reveal quite a bit of information. The email was not particularly long, but what it contained was interesting. It seemed that Quincy had gone out and picked up a stray. She wasn't necessarily surprised at such actions, especially since she was known to do the same thing. Hebika's face briefly flashed within Shizuka's mind and she giggled.

Apparently, it was also incredibly lucky that the Fullbringer was looking at her messages when she did. She had heard a ding from her phone last night, but she ignored it for a moment while she worked on something else. Taking advantage of her free time now was a good move. Abaddon sounded a bit rushed in his email, especially given the fact that this girl could up and leave any day. Well, that made sense. If you're doing well enough to care for yourself, why let someone else cage you?

But this girl was also a spiritual being. She, like Abaddon and Shizuka, possessed great skill. She was probably lost and confused and just looking for a place to call home, even if she didn't realize it. So since Abaddon obviously thought Xcution would be a good home for her, it was definitely worth it to Shizuka to meet her and assess that. So, without any further ado, she got up from her comfortable chair, dressed herself, and left her house, traveling quickly but silently to Abaddon's residence.

Thanks to her speed and stealth, doing so wasn't very hard. Abaddon didn't leave an address, but he didn't have to. Shizuka could be quite the stalker, especially now that she could sense him. Within a few minutes, Shizuka arrived at the front door of his residence after a bit of sneaking and creeping, but now that she seemed like any other guest, she didn't try to hide herself. Fascinatingly, though, she could feel the presence of someone else inside. That was definitely the girl Abaddon was talking about in the email.

With a few knocks on the door as a warning, Shizuka focused briefly on the soul of the lock and heard a quiet snap as it turned and opened. She let herself inside and sniffed. She wasn't so entirely late that she was going to miss breakfast, it seemed! She hoped the knocks were enough to get their attention, as well, because she wasn't always a very patient woman. She didn't need to be invited in, after all.

"I hope you guys don't mind the intrusion!" Shizuka sniffed the air again and followed the scent to the kitchen, spying Abaddon first. "I just couldn't resist this scent and it was making me feel so hungry!"

The woman was all smiles until her eyes scanned the room and rested upon the other girl. Their gaze softened immediately, as if in an understanding of the situation, and she carefully made her way over to introduce herself. She held out her hand, a very 'human' gesture, and offered it as she spoke her name. She didn't want to do anything crazy or say anything too weird that would make this girl feel uncomfortable, and she already looked as if she was wanting to leave.

"Forgive my rudeness. I'm Shizuka Sanamizu. Abaddon told me just a little bit about you, but I want you to tell me the rest. You have nothing to be worried about. Besides, I have this super strange feeling that we know each other in some other life, or you just look insanely familiar. I have no clue." The blonde sat down in a chair nearby. "So what do you say? Wanna chat?"

[Abaddon]

As mon walked into the living room/ kitchen he saw her wearing the clothing he had washed for her. He assumed that she was hungry so before she was even able to say something he made her a plate of eggs, bacon and pancakes. It was only after he had set it on the counter that she spoke about wanting to leave and was going to head out. He looked at her seriously and sighed a bit. “Mon, the injury I gave you is my responsibility. It was no issue to treat you, but please sit and eat something. I’d rather see you off with food in your belly than sending out without knowing where your next meal would come from.”

Abaddon wasn’t about to take a no from here, he could only hope that he would be able to delay her long enough for Shizuka to arrive. He wasn’t sure if he was able to make decisions to hire or recruit someone so he left that to her. However later on that would be something he would have to get clarity on if he did come around someone else that would be suited for Xcution. Abaddon set a plate for himself as he poured some fresh orange juice for Mon and motioned towards the chair that was in front of the plate he set for her.

It was at this time that he heard a knock coming from the door, his gaze instantly went to look over at the door. The lock slowly turned, he could feel the trace amounts of reiatsu coming from his door and a signature that felt familiar to him. The stern look he had across his face faded into a warm smile as he heard her voice followed by her stepping into the livingroom. He saw her wearing her vibrant red and rather short dress that he had come to know that she loved. He words told him that she was hungry like he had expected.

He would remain silent as Shizuka spoke to Mon, waiting for her to finish before approaching Shizuka. With her sitting down he stood well over her while in front of her , leaning over he softly wrapped his gloved hand around the fingers of her right hand as he leaned down to kiss it softly. “Welcome to my humble abode Shizuka, I hope you find it as charming as you are.” With that said and done he leaned back up and went over to the kitchen area to grab a plate of food for her. Making sure to include everything he had cooked that morning.

It would take a few moments for him to come back with a plate of food for Shizuka as well as a cup of Chai tea for her. “Chai tea, I hoped I remembered correctly that you do enjoy it.” He placed the food and tea down in front of her before looking back over at Mon. He had a feeling that this might of upset the girl given how she was last night however he knew that this would be better for her than simply roaming the streets like a wild animal. She had been lucky last night that he was a generally kind individual, if he had been less than savory numerous horrible things could have happened.

“Let me start off by saying that Shizuka is my employer, I contacted her regarding you because I have a feeling that you would greatly benefit from meeting her and taking advantage of a possible offer.” He paused as he looked at the expression on Mon’s face hoping that she wasn’t freaking out. “You have nothing to worry about, she isn’t a quincy, rather she employees very few quincies, at least that’s what I’ve seen in the time I’ve been working for her.” Abaddon slowly took a bite out of his eggs not wanting them to be cold by the time this conversation was over, nothing was worse than cold eggs, well maybe being captured by the Vandenreich…. No cold eggs were still worse.

[Elke Sia]

“Mon, the injury I gave you is my responsibility. It was no issue to treat you, but please sit and eat something. I’d rather see you off with food in your belly than sending out without knowing where your next meal would come from.” Well fuck. There goes that idea, considering that she wanted to take off as soon as possible was going to result in this guy having to chase her down. And with a bummed leg, the Sinner wasn't going to get very far off either. Ughhhh, why her? She just wanted to leave for crying out loud. Not that she had anywhere to go, or was on a schedule, but the fact really was smelling the food now was making her sick all the more. She stomach felt like it was twisting into a knot, making her want to puke out whatever it was that she felt stuffed with. Still wondering about that too.

"Listen, I've already taken up too much of your time, and with me staying here is already going to be a problem, alright? I just want to-" *Knock Knock* What the? Was Abaddon expecting company or something like that? Like, who would visit a guy like this? Or really, was there something more to him that he let on about? Or, what if...The Vandenreich. she immediately thought of. Just no way. Could it be that they found her out after the police looked into the robbery last night? Could they be that quick? So many thoughts came racing into her mind. Too many scenarios of how she could have fucked up. Staying in one place was too dangerous, and Elke knew that. So whhyy? Whywhwywhwywhwywhwywhy did she do that anyways? GGGGGaaaahhhH! Why? Oh fuck.

The Sinner's emotinos were stirring up. She was panicking. Her sense of paranoia going a bit out of control so much so she didn't realize that the door had cracked open. The sound of that squeak going off was completely, and totally over her mind. She was dead. She was caught. She gone and fucked up. Oh shit why like this? "I hope you guys don't mind the intrusion! I just couldn't resist this scent and it was making me feel so hungry!" Blonde hair. Gold shoes. Glowly red dress that fell down to her thighs and hugged her frame to emphasize it more. A necklace that rounded her collar and fell down the narrow split of her cleavage. Entirely something that no one in the Vandenreich would wear, even on a special occasion. No one that Elke knew by any chance would wear something so flashy, let alone revealing to the point that it looked like nothing more than a bath towel. Wait.... Why did she think of it resembling a bath towel?

The growing burn in her horns was dissipating, fading to a sense of confusion as well as weariness. Her own amber eyes merely watched in awe at the girl that had her own gaze wander the scene. While she did as such, Elke was more stuck on trying to figure out who she was. Abaddon acknowledged her, being someone named Shizuka. At least the blondey had a name that Elke can refer to now then just "girl" or "hey." “Let me start off by saying that Shizuka is my employer, I contacted her regarding you because I have a feeling that you would greatly benefit from meeting her and taking advantage of a possible offer. You have nothing to worry about, she isn’t a quincy, rather she employees very few quincies, at least that’s what I’ve seen in the time I’ve been working for her." Huh? An employer? Why?

There was no way for the Sinner to even get two words out before Shizuka added on. "Forgive my rudeness. I'm Shizuka Sanamizu. Abaddon told me just a little bit about you, but I want you to tell me the rest. You have nothing to be worried about. Besides, I have this super strange feeling that we know each other in some other life, or you just look insanely familiar. I have no clue. So what do you say? Wanna chat?" She didn't attack. She didn't give off a sense of warning to what Elke could feel, if anything at that. Shizuka simply made herself at home like it was an everyday thing with her. She didn't attack, but... there was something about her. Something off. No no no, not in the sense that she was dangerous or anything. Nothing of that sort. But, like she had an aura about her. She felt like she had a presence that just made eyes wander onto her. A lure or something if she had to describe it. Elke wanted to respond back, to see what was going considering that the Quincy went ahead to tell Shizuka about her. She wanted to say something to continue on...

"....slut.."

She cringed hard. That was the first word she muttered benath her bangs. The first word that she issued to the woman before anything else. Like, it came out of no where. Just looking at her she didn't expect something like that to come out of her own mouth, yet it did. Elke completely was weirded out by how casual the woman was dressed yeah, for sure. But to say something like that off the top of her head was totally off. So why did it feel normal? Grrrr, the Sinner shook it off. "I mean, yeah totally. I know what you mean heeheee...heehe." Oh come on now, that was the first thing she could have thought of? UUUUUGHHHHHh. Nope nah uh. Nope. No. Hell, she didn't even realize that she hid her own horns under her hood. Okay, now that was understandable considering that people aren't just use to seeing actual horns on a girl. And no, not cosplay horns either.

Elke forced herself to step forward, but not to take a seat. She stood adjacent to the pair, leaning against the wall facing them. A simple gesture with her hands caused her hood to fall back over her shoulders, flashing the pointed series of bone marrow that extended out of her head. The same horns that she felt disgusted with. "So if this moron told you all about me, then I guess you already know that my name is Mon, and I had a small fight with this him." she nudged her own head to Abaddon's direction. "After a little fight, and me trying to do what I can about this bum leg.." her bandaged leg rose, "..Abaddon patched it up and let me stay here for the night. So....here we are now?" Elke explained in a quick notion fashion. Subtle, vague, but straight to the point. She didn't want to loligag on these things.

To be honest, Elke was more comfortable with Shizuka. She didn't know why really. It was just... normal, if there were ever a sense of the word to be held in this kinda situation. This was...normal. But what wasn't normal was her craving for sweets now.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

"....slut.."

Shizuka sat and stared for a moment, wide-eyed, before snorting and bursting into laughter. She had a hard time catching her breath and was practically slapping the table in response to the girl. Honestly, the comment didn't even bother Shizuka. She thought it was hilarious and found herself already coming up with a comeback that was both fitting and oddly familiar. As soon as the Fullbringer was able to stop laughing, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and spoke to Mon, completely forgiving her for her 'insult.'

"Listen, hooker. I'm trying to help you, okay? Now quit being so shy under your fetishy hood and show me what you're so worried about." Smiling, Shizuka bumped Mon's elbow with her own. "And seriously, what's going on? Why're you here?"

After calming down, Shizuka listened silently to Mon as she explained what happened. While the woman wished Abaddon hadn't gone so far as to break someone's leg, there was a part of her who was thankful for the encounter because it meant Xcution had the potential to adopt this girl. That, and Shizuka just loved her overall look. There was something so familiar about this girl that it was insane. That aside, though, she also knew that it wouldn't be so simple to convince her to join. Shizuka would likely have to come up with some sort of deal just as she did for anyone else.

It wouldn't be the simplest thing to do, unfortunately. Since Mon was basically a complete stranger and Shizuka knew nothing about her, she wouldn't even know where to start. The Fullbringer looked over at Abaddon for guidance, hoping that her voiceless cry for help would be heard, especially since he was nice enough to show this girl some compassion and honest hospitality. Shizuka made a mental note to personally thank him for that later, perhaps in the form of a gift basket or something, but she'd definitely do so.

"Mon, you have no reason to be afraid of us. I won't hurt you even if Abaddon already did. I would never force this life on you, but if you have nowhere to go, Xcution can help. I know if gave me a purpose when I felt like I had none. You're also welcome to ask me questions, obviously, and I'll answer them as honestly as I can. You just have to be honest, too."

The slight hesitations were easy to pick up on, but Shizuka wasn't able to pick apart every piece of this girl's life like she had seen other powerful beings do before. Envious of their abilities, Shizuka stifled a sigh and tried to speak in a kind enough manner that would hopefully make the girl feel more at ease. Different people handled stress in different ways. It wasn't too hard to get people to be more trusting, but getting them to open up entirely was another story. Shizuka just hoped Mon would understand.

[Abaddon]

Abaddon was honestly shocked at the actions of these two woman. First at the down right name calling that mon had done then followed with Shizuka following suit doing the same thing. Honestly he hadn’t expecting Mon to be on her best behavior, however he had expected more from Shizuka to not sink so low to result in name calling like that. Even if it had been a joke or a way to diffuse the tension in the room from the initial slip of the tongue. Neither way the two acted sat well with him and while Mon wasn’t anything to him at this moment Shizuka was his student, at least when it came to

Grabbing the towel, he had he smacked the back of Shizuka’s head with it softly. “Language” He looked at her with a somewhat serious tone on his face as he stepped back towards his kitchen allowing the rest of their chat to happen without him getting involved too much at the moment while he started to clean up the mess that came from making breakfast. He knew that it would be better for those two to talk a bit before he would interject his own opinions on her situation and what Xcution could do for her.

By the time he was done he would end up coming back to stand by Shizuka’s side as she was making mention that if Mon had any questions she would be free to answer them. Abaddon would keep himself quiet as she asked the questions, only interjecting if there was something that Shizuka got wrong. Abaddon knew a lot about the spiritual races and only a bit about Xcution so any of those questions he would leave to her. However if Mon would ask why she should join Xcution or what Xcution could offer her he would speak freely even if Shizuka was going to say something, if she didn’t he would speak after her questions were done however he would say the same thing.

“Forgive me for interrupting Shizuka however I think Mon has to hear this. Xcution can offer you safety from the Vandenreich. To deal with an army you need an army, while I personally don’t agree with everything that Xcution does simply being a member offers you better protection than running around alone. It’s only time before the Vandereich catches you and either destroys your soul or forces you to become something you’re not.” Abaddon’s tone was cold and firm, he didn’t care if he made either of them uncomfortable about this, however he knew first hand the horrors that the Vandenreich did in the name of the emperor.

It was at this time that he wondered if Shizuka had any idea if she knew what the Vandenreich was, if she ever had to deal with any of their members or their power. He knew that as strong as she was, if it came to blows the Emperor was stronger than her and would kill her, however it wouldn’t be a battle without heavy casualties on both sides. “Besides that Mon, I feel like you haven’t had a chance to actually use your powers without someone judging you for them. It would be better to have someone willing to help you without judgment and teach you about both sides of your powers.” Abaddon was trying to remind her that up until yesterday night Mon had no idea what race she really was.

[Elke Sia]

Well, this was certainly something. What kinda position did she really get herself into being in between the two love birds. Were they really serious? Like really, where could she start breaking this apart. If Elke had to choose, then she would start where this "Shizuka" girl began. This stranger was offering a place that Elke could use as a sort of sanctuary. An organization that Abaddon put it as, one that the Sinner could make use of its resources to actively hunt down members of the Vandenreich. This much was what Elke needed most of all while keeping herself out of the open, and somewhere difficult to find. This was something that the Empire didn't have eyes on, nor could they see something that would likely come up from behind them and stab them. That alone was enough to lean heavily into the direction of Xcution, though, Elke didn't like how Shizuka was portraying her seeking out a purpose. What purpose?

Yeah, it is true that Elke lost all sense of direction after leaving the Vandenreich. Like come on, spending time as a lab rat, being poked and sent out to see what she could do in a fight. All that she was made to believe in, what their so called Emperor could do for the whole world, bringing about salvation for everyone. All that garbage she had spent years having the adults pound into her head day and night, and for what exactly. Regardless of what she did, no matter how hard she tried to meet their expectations, Elke couldn't. She lacked the same prowess, the same powers as the other Soldats did. Often times the Sinner would hear something along the lines of "not accepting the blessing" or some shit like that. Elke didn't understand it all too much since she always believed that she was like everyone else. Like honestly, wasn't she born the same way as all the other Quincies in the Empire?

Her entire life was always shrouded as her questions were never answered. Or at least, she wasn't given the honest truth behind it all. Maybe that was what set off the adults around her? Maybe that was why Mother never accepted her. A purpose? Her purpose? What purpose did she have if she couldn't fulfill the role like all the other Soldats? She was different. Shizuka's words made the Sinner think more about it than she had before. She didn't know why, or maybe Elke never got the time to truly think about it all. It sorta pissed her off. Urges of the Osen were spiking as more of her frustration was beginning to grow inside the pit of her stomach. All of it was stolen from her. What purpose was there for her? What was Elke really doing now with her life now that she was free?

Killing Vandenreich members yeah. That was one thing to do. Just the more she thought about it the more the second voice echoed in the back of her head. Ashisu was angry at the Vandenreich as much as Elke was. Before she tried to avoid the Vandenreich as much as possible, but now there was like a paradigm shift in that thinking. Elke was angry at the Empire for making people suffer. She felt heated. The Sinner's pale skin shifted in tone, darkening a bit. The bone marrows that made up her horns expanding themselves outwards, poking out of her hood. Elke felt hot the more she thought about it all. She needed air, feeling a bit uncomfortable being around people as Shizuka nudged the Sinner's elbow.

With a single motion, the raggey hood that concealed the girl's head was removed as she felt it helped her to breath. A faint hue of amber emitted in her eyes as she trying to reign in the impulse to just hit something. Black tattoo markings began to form as a set bled down her eyes to her jawline. She had to think about something else as she scooted herself a bit away from Shizuka. Then Abaddon spoke. He spoke about things that she already knew about. That was the second thing that Elke wanted to break apart. How to use her abilities and powers was a given. She needed to know more about herself if there was information about it at all. Seemingly, based on how he worded it that the Xcution group, Shizuka's people, would know more about it. This would add more incentive for Elke. Maybe giving her the answers as to why she wasn't accepted by her Mother and the others.

It didn't matter how cold, or how stern he made it sound since all of that was something that she knew that she needed. But, even if knowing all of this, even if finding out what she could do, about what she is, would that bring her a sense of peace? Wait, peace? What peace? Elke's head throbbed. Too many questions and little answers. Sure, there were possible answers laying in wait for the Sinner to find them, but right now it was like pummeling her head with lots of other thoughts. Things were feeling too crowded. "AAAHhhhhh why doesn't everyone shut the fuck up. Like really." Her horns felt hot as much as her own forehead was. Her eyes wandered looking at the blonde sternly, "Geez Hoe Bag, do you really talk to people like this? that was more from the "hooker" comment that the woman brought up earlier, "Like, hehe, it sounds like you are trying to advertise some cheap makeup from China or something. Like I don't think I can put my trust into someone who talks like that. Like, is that really how you talk to people at all with that soft shit."

Elke was really trying hard not to make it sound rude, let alone yelling at most. By far, she actually thought she was restraining herself considering with the Osen taking affect. "If you are gonna, then talk normal argggh." Elke didn't hesitate to speak her mind to Shizuka, seeing that she did fall for the "nice guy" act before with Wycliff. If the Xcution girl was going to talk, then better be open about it all and start talking as if she would anyone else. Unless, this was how she really did talk to other people? Yikes. But that wasn't all since her gaze followed the horizon towards Abaddon. "And you. You are telling me stuff that I already know. Like as if any of that stuff cross my mind you douchebag..ow.." she winced from the sudden throbbing of her wounded leg. It was still sensitive. "I really did think that this girl here was Vandenreich for a second, but seeing how she dresses I thought she may be your squeeze or something. She does look the part."

The Sinner eyed Shizuka once more, reflecting more as how the two of them, both herself and the Fullbringer, dressed. Elke is a total shmuck now. "Honestly, who isn't going to be judging me for having these stupid horns? I've heard it all my entire life, and even some people here in this city who think I am some sort of weirdo.... And what the fuck is cosplay anyways?" she barked more noise out of her mouth. But finally, she came to end of her hissy fit, "If I was going to be going with some group or what not, then I need to know if they are going to real instead of me having to find out that they all look like walking Sex Dolls." she complained.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

A giggle escaped Shizuka's lips as Abaddon used his towel as an abusive weapon. She looked up at him with a smile and then glanced back at Mon, still curious at the strange, otherworldly draw she felt. Abaddon did a good job of explaining, and Shizuka didn't feel the need to go into more detail right away, but she did want Mon to feel welcome. She knew what it was like to feel a bit outcasted. Worlds like theirs could get lonely very quickly if people didn't have the right friends. If that meant Xcution could be somewhat of a safe haven, that was fine.

Unfortunately, the welcome Shizuka intended to give wasn't what Mon wanted. The Fullbringer's smile faded mildly as her new friend scooted away, likely feeling uncomfortable with the actions from her two hosts. That was a shame. The last thing Shizuka wanted was for Mon to feel like she couldn't be there. Even with the bodily changes, the differences in appearance just based on horns, eyes and tattoos, wasn't enough to make Shizuka feel like she was in danger, but Mon was different. She wasn't used to this kind of thing.

Then came the words. While Shizuka could hold her own, she wasn't always used to such verbal abuse. She had definitely heard worse things and experienced actual trauma that molded her to having more of a thick skin, but this was a bit different. She felt like Mon was acting out more than usual, but she didn't have much of a scale to base that thought on. Before today, she didn't know who Mon was. Now she felt like she was growing more and more defensive. As the girl spoke, Shizuka's facial expressions hardened and she raised her left brow. She glanced down at Mon's injured leg and gave it a firm kick.

"We're being truthful with you. Being nice is part of the deal, you know. People don't tend to listen to you if you're spouting nonsense, kinda like how you're doing right now. This is full honesty, but Abaddon and I are also trying to remain reserved. We don't know you yet."

The blonde paused for a moment and adjusted how she was sitting, crossing her legs in an opposite direction from how they were previously. She wanted to consider her words carefully so that she didn't say too much to expose anything, and also didn't lose any trust Mon might have had. The likelihood of that last part was slim, yes, but it existed. Mon needed a place to go and Xcution could be that place. That, and Shizuka's thinking brought something else to the surface that she felt she needed to address.

"Also, Abaddon and I aren't a thing. This is, like, the second time we've ever talked. It takes a bit more than that to bed me. So let's start with questions. You want answers, we can provide them. But you have to ask."

[Abaddon]

Abaddon sighed at both Shizuka and Mon, both of them being extremely childish. Mon with her verbal lashing out and Shizuka flicking the obviously injured leg that Mon had. Both of them had their own issues that he would address in time, however the obvious thing was that something was going on with Mon. This wasn’t the first time he saw her lash out out of nowhere. The first time had been the time he had bumped into her the night before, even with him trying to be pleasant she attacked him. Originally he assumed that it was a fight or flight response, but now the way she was acting made him reconsider, was something making her act like this?

“Mon, I for one am not judging you for your horns, they’re part of your heritage, something you should be proud of. You should never feel judge by the way you look, you’re more beautiful than you give yourself credit for.” Abaddon wanted Elke to first off stop obsessing over the way she looked. As far as he was concerned Mon was an attractive individual, while a shower and some proper clothing and food would help there was nothing wrong with the way Mon looked. He knew that while there were some people that would look at her skin and her horns as strange, there were plenty that would find them to be fetishized and in part her to be fetish bait.

Abaddon standing behind Shizuka would place a single gloved hand on her head and rustle a bit of her hair. “First off, yes we aren’t a thing, if anything I’m a teacher to you. Secondly you’re getting more assigned to read before the end of the week.” While Abaddon wouldn’t try to physically match Shizuka, he knew very well that she did want to learn and he was well informed about everything spiritual, however most of the literature he had was very dry and old. Which sadly made for a very boring and tedious read say for the most astute historians. As a form of punishment for her acting like a child this would be plenty for now.

“Mon as Shizuka said, if you have any questions please feel free to ask us. We’re not trying to deceive you nor hide anything from you. We honestly want to welcome you to Xcution. If anything my actions last night prove that I don’t mean any harm to you.” Abaddon knew very well that he was the source of the injury she had on her leg, but that was in self defense and afterwards he made sure that she would be safe and properly treated. Abaddon’s eyes glanced down to the bandages wondering if it was time to replace the dressing that he had done the night before.

[Elke Sia]

A snapping kick to the leg, what else was going to come out of her mouth than, "Ah, you bitch." wincing at the pain that came out from it. Like kicking a sleeping foot awake was what it felt like while it was being split wide open. Elke didn't take to it well, but more or less is what she was looking for. Finally, some real damn honesty. Given how the blonde sex doll responded the Sinner could tell that it was genuine, though, it did take a kick to the wound leg to see it. However, based on how both Shizuka and Abaddon were acting, seeing this as their second time talking to each other made it almost impossible to believe. Elke caressed her throbbing leg as though doing so would actually stop the numbing pain from surging. All she could do with it was allow it to settle on its own and let the treatment do its magic.

From Shizuka's perspective, despite how she was dressed was genuine with what she was saying. Elke's curse caused her blood to boil, causing her own mind to form moments of delusion. Her enhanced aggression made it difficult to discern honesty from lying. She had to get it under control. What Elke really wanted to do was kill them both, but knowing the face facts helped to notice what was going on with herself. Control was still a pain in the ass, reigning in herself and opening up to new people was something that she was going to have to do if she wanted to survive. With what she has been doing thus far was only going to get her so far, and if Xcution's resources could help her in any way, then it was well worth the risk. At least for the time being.

The self proclaimed teacher, or Pervy Teacher, with how Elke will know Abaddon by was a bit too forthcoming. Either a lecher or just plain dumb Elke did feel a sense of relief, especially if Shizuka was watching over. The two were odd, but complimented each others style. She will to place some trust in him to get things moving, but staying cautious at the same time. With Shizuka, or the Sex Doll, Elke understood where she would stand with the woman, and saw a possible future with. The memories that she had of the Shinigami Wycliff was going to be hard to get over, but overall something that she was still going to keep in mind. These individuals, or at least Xcution it seemed like, were more based around non-spiritual beings; Human in other words. Thinking to herself that her situation would be best if that remained the case and keeping herself away from the other races. Of course, with the exception of Quincies being the one race that she would have a harder time controlling herself around.

Gripping her left forearm Elke proceeded to keep her blood from going over. She had to keep herself focused on keeping her Osen at bay. "Alright then. I'll trust in what you guys have to say for now." She began. She responded through pinched lips and gritting fangs. "And....you can call me Elke. That is....my actual name." she looked off to the side with a bit of flushing red coming up to her cheeks. She didn't want to look either of them in the eye for now, but she was feeling a hint of relief from putting that out there. Relief? If that was what it felt like then she didn't like it.

"So, what happens now?" she asked. Elke had never really been involved in a group before. Isolation was what she can remember in her past time back in Silbern. Friends, companions, working together. None of that really sunk in for her since she first heard of the word. What was it all about? Her talons sunk into her arm, keeping her composure together. Her body felt heated, stirring about as she had no other choice but to submit herself to other people. Being in the care of others rather than herself felt as if she was back in Silbern, and under the eyes of the Doctors and Scientists. She didn't like it one bit, but she had to endure it. It only made her want to burst out all the more.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

Abaddon was being sweet, for the most part. He obviously cared about Mon and that was the best way to be. Shizuka cared, but it was different. She cared in such a way that felt familiar, yet oh-so distant. Actually, with how she was reacting to everything being thrown at her, Shizuka thought Mon was handling things better than the average person. In fact, she was handling this stuff way better than Shizuka did when she first learned of her powers ten years ago. A small sigh escaped her lips as Abaddon was speaking. She was lost in thought and remembering how things were back when she was a teenager.

Years prior, the Fullbringer was staged at the brink of death by someone she cherished, all because he could sense something special in her. She had no idea what that meant or how it would affect her life, but she desperately wanted to find out. So desperate, in fact, that she chose to fight for it, and that was the moment she unlocked her powers. Without any idea how to use them, she trained, hoping she'd finally figure out what she was meant to do. Turns out she was meant to be a leader. Many years later, here she sat, with two strangers in a house that didn't belong to her, negotiating some form of alliance.

The second Abaddon rustled Shizuka's hair, she snapped out of her train of thought and immediately went to fixing it with her fingers. She didn't like her hair being touched by other people, especially since it took forever to grow it to the length it was at. She was proud of her efforts and entirely vain. She could afford to be. But! That wasn't the point. As he offered the same support that Shizuka did, the blonde hoped Mon would understand and come to an agreement with them. She didn't need to be involved with Xcution if she didn't want to, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't have some small amount of hope.

Within moments, Shizuka watched the girl's features twist from concern, to anger, to rage, to sadness, and back to calmness in some way. That made sense. Being in a weird world with people she didn't know or trust could mean danger to her life, but Shizuka wasn't going to be the one who caused said danger. In fact, she wanted to protect this girl. And as if she could all but read the blonde's mind, Mon was able to admit something that started her on the path to honesty and privilege. She looked up at the two of them and claimed her name was actually Elke.

"Well, I'm a fan! As for what happens... Well, Abaddon was with you this entire time. I haven't seen even an ounce of your power yet, and while I trust his judgment, I'd love to see what you've got. You don't need to fight anyone, though if you wish to let off some steam, I totally get it. But otherwise, I'd like you to demonstrate a small portion of your abilities. This will help me figure out your placement better. Abaddon, would you be able to coach her?"

[Abaddon]

Abaddon sat back and allowed Mon to think it over, he knew that it was a good offer for them to help her, however at the same time he also knew that trusting someone brand new wasn’t an easy thing to do. Eventually as she told them her real name Abaddon made a mental note that he felt that Elke would need a bit more time to truly trust them. Getting her real name was a step in the right direction, however he just hoped that nothing would happen to cause this trust to be lost so quickly.

As soon as Shizuka finished speaking Abaddon started. “I can certainly help teach Elke how to use her quincy powers. As far as the akki powers however…. I can’t claim to be an expert, but I have a basic understanding of how some of them worked from my short time in Las Arenas.” Abaddon stepped away from Shizuka and over to one of the bookshelves in the living room that was filled with black journals, each of them numbered and each one well worn. It took him a moment to grab the journal he was looking for before placing it down on the coffee table between the three.

“That book holds all my notes when I interviewed my former nakka neighbor. It should be able to help out understanding the nature of your power.” After that Abaddon stepped back over to the side of Shizuka. “If we are going to have Elke show off her powers I do prefer that we don’t destroy my apartment, I do believe that Xcution has a training facility nearby here that would allow Elke to go all out. As I’m also curious as to your quincy powers. Given I’ve really only seen your Saisei Oni powers.”

“While my clothing isn’t exactly flattering on you Elke, please feel free to use anything that will fit while we walk over to the facility.” Abaddon offered Shizuka a hand so that she could stand up and they could make their way over to the Xcution facility. He would wait for the two of them to stand before opening the door and following them out of his apartment, hoping that Elke would find something decent to wear. Abaddon would offer Shizuka his arm as they walked if she wanted it, he was already making a list of things that they would need to supply for Elke after she got accepted.

[Elke Sia]

"Fair enough." Elke said begrudgingly. Her powers weren't really something that she wanted to display. Knowing full well that they were needed to exact her revenge on the Quincy race, what Elke felt about them made her uneasy as to what she really was. She had the blood of those that she despised. She had to use it to kill, and to protect herself. Elke had this "Saisei Oni" or "Akki powers" from what Abaddon described them to be, what consisted of her other half; the half that made her a freak. The pair appeared to be a bit overjoyed of the revealing of her name, seeing it as something that was made to be an achievement of some sort. The Sinner tilted her head in wondering why for the moment but only came to the realization that seeing herself in a calmed state, or however calm she can manage, was a considerable change from where she started off as. So, there was that, but at the same time the urge to explode was still ongoing. She could still feel it in her veins.

With the Blonde discussing about how to assess Elke's ability, Abaddon went on to talk about his own experiences around what was suppose to be Elke's kind. Nakka, or Akki from how the man referred to them as, but seeing how her abilities worked would give the two a better idea as how they should proceed with the indoctrination. It was fair enough to ask for it, and quite obvious too that it was the right call to make. Both Shizuka and Abaddon needed to know what Elke could do before knowing where to place her, and how to deal with her condition. While there are some bits of information that they knew about what she was not all of it was going to be there. Just as Abaddon mentioned that he only knew of a few instances, so he had some perspective as how her other abilities worked, and considering that he is a Quincy himself some actual tutoring would be beneficial too.

While the two were getting to leave, bringing up a place where it was considered safe to observe her abilities, Elke was offered some attire to help with her current appearance. And while men's clothes were not to her upmost liking, or preferred choice, they were still something. But, "Thanks, but I'm gonna stick with my old clothes for obvious reasons." she pointed out as she began to undress, or at least it would noticeable given the state they were going to be in. Not something that she would consider doing, but with how her leg was her moving about was gonna be a bit tricky. She couldn't put pressure on the leg, so she was going to have to improvise, and in all honesty.... she was hoping that she wouldn't need to do it either.

She had to take a deep breath for this before letting her emotions run a bit amok. Gritting teeth, letting those pent up frustrations and uneasiness settle throughout her body, the Sinner was slowly opening the mental gate she had set up to keep her curse in check. Elke's skin felt hot, turning the natural shade of her skin into a dark gray hue. The feeling her veins burning caused them to illuminate orange across her body with rushing reiatsu. Her body hunching over, foaming bits at the corners of her mouth to force the large horns to sprout out of her back shoulder blades and lower back, with each settling in at five feet. Her butt being pushed a bit away as her tail bone extended outwards as a new appendage at the length of seven feet acting as the Sinner's tail. And lastly, the tear ducts at the corner of her eyes split open as the orange hue filled in the cracks with each path of rushing reiatsu reached her heart, causing the horns on her head to extend for a few inches outward.

Her fingers clawed into the material of her seat, keeping herself steady as much as retained control. Elke's eyes rose up to meet with the pair's before using one of the four large horns on her back as a limb. The two of her lower, accompanied by her tail, levitated her body as if it were a strung doll, moving about just inches off of the group to where her old clothes were. Still in tatters they were better than ripping through layers of new clothing that would have been ruined one way or another by her Saisei release. Now, this wasn't something that she was going to be able to hold on, but it would get the job done before she ended up losing control. She struggled with moving around as is, and using her new appendages wasn't helping either as they were essentially muscles she hardly uses, nor did she want to use them. Either way, she had to rush things a bit.

"Let's...Let's just go already." biting her lip.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

“I can certainly help teach Elke how to use her quincy powers. As far as the akki powers however…. I can’t claim to be an expert, but I have a basic understanding of how some of them worked from my short time in Las Arenas.”

Shizuka watched as Abaddon made his way over to the bookshelves. Ever the scholar, of course. He really was basically a teacher, wasn't he? The shelves made the woman curious, though. There were so many journals that she would be able to sneak a peak through. Evidently they held quite a few secrets since it seemed Abaddon took many notes about the other races. Even through her own exposure, the Fullbringer didn't know everything about everyone else who existed. She simply learned as she went or tried to go through Xcution's files.

The man explained what the book was, hoping he could share his wealth of knowledge. He was already providing Elke with more than Shizuka ever could, and she felt a little guilty for it. She was supposed to be able to give her some sense of belonging and freedom but she hasn't done much aside from be the comedic relief. Sort of. And as Abaddon offered her a bit of clothing, Shizuka glanced between the two. She'd be fine if she trained under him. He'd be able to help her more than the Fullbringer. That wasn't something she wanted to readily admit, especially since she prided herself on being helpful, but this would be better for Elke anyway.

Within a moment's notice, Elke started to change. Shizuka didn't get a chance to say anything sarcastic because she was too distracted by watching the girl morph into something almost completely unrecognizable. The blonde gawked a bit as she watched the change take place, wondering just how much it hurt Elke. Could it be painful? Was that possible? Was she... used to it? Making a mental note to ask later, Shizuka's expression softened when she noticed the obvious discomfort Elke was showing on her face. Discomfort from being forced to transform, probably.

"Abaddon, I think you're right," Shizuka started, locking her arm gently within his, "I think we do have some training grounds around here. Xcution has several locations like that set up for various purposes. Lead the way."