The Strays [JT]

[Alacrán]

The massive and freshly formed Gillian had roamed through Hueco Mundo for a few days now, ignoring most of the smaller and weaker Hollows that were to scared to try and attack it. Them. Soon the Gillian finds itself wandering through the dunes of the desert before a commotion causes it to be drawn over a set of sandy hills and into a bowl where a group of about four rather bestial and odd looking Arrancar can be found training. As it gets closer, they stop to stare and watch the Gillian with curiosity.

One of them taps the other, "What do you think it's doing? Hey you! Whatchu want?" The other shrugs in response as they sheathe their swords and begin making their way over to the Gillian, "No clue but I don't think it's one of them special types. It was probably just looking for some food and heard us making all that noise. I doubt it's very strong. We could probably make it work for us if we're careful, use it to send out into the World of the Living and the Soul Society." They turn their attention back to the massive Menos, "How's that sound? You want to be our subordinate and work for us huh?"

Some of the other Arrancar begin laughing as the Gillian just stares down at the two Arrancar before it's neck twitches. We will not serve. We do not follow the weak. We...we... There is a cracking sound as the Gillian looks up to the sky and let's out a screech as orange markings appear on it's mask and mandibles begin to from around the edges of it's mouth. The two Arrancar look at each other and then at the Gillian with a bit of caution. The Gillian's mask begins to grow over it's head. The Arrancar unsheathe their swords and the instant they do the Gillian's attention whips down towards them as small Cero begins charging in it's teeth. The Arrancar leap away just as the Gillian slowly tries to reach out for them. 

The closest one takes a swipes at the Gillian's hand but doesn't do much to scratch it's rough and armored like skin with only a strength of 100. However the Gillian does seem to feel it as it swipes it back at the Arrancar who struggles to hold back the massive Gillian's arm. He turns to his training partner, "Go get someone to help." His partner looks at him with a dumbfounded look, "You're kidding me right? We can take this things." They rush head on and swing their blade down to try and cut the Gillian's arm and while they were somewhat stronger with a strength of 150 it was still not enough to find any purchase in the Menos' armor.

The Menos let's out another screech t the sky before it turns back to them and howls, "I. WILL. NOT. SERVE. YOOOOOUUUU." The two Arrancar are taken back, the male one becoming distracted as the Gillian reaches and wraps his hands around him, crushing his body in it's grip and even breaking a few bones. The Arrancar screams and shout for his partner to help them as he's lifted off the ground but they just watch on in terror as the Gillian  lifts them up to his mouth and bites his prey, causing the small and weak Cero to explode which admittedly doesn't do much damage. However the teeth tearing into the flesh do plenty of damage to cause the Arrancar to give out one last death scream before he expires and is slowly consumed by the Menos.

It soon turns it's attention on the other Arrancar who stares up at the Gillian in horror before they quickly turns and begin running to try and escape the from the sandy hills, screaming at the top of their lungs as they do, "HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME." As the one frightened Arrancar flees over the stark white sandy dunes, the other two seem to snap out of it as they rush the Gillian who was sluggishly moving to try and catch the one that was screaming and fleeing.

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{Consumed}X1 Class 8 Arrancar

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [143] (-30% multiplier) 100.1(100)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(25)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}975/1000
-25 Cero Morder

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Walking across the dunes of Hueco Mundo left Camila with nothing but a curious feeling. Something told her that she shouldn't've been here; like she just didn't belong. Another part, however, seemed to contradict that. Told her this was her home; where she belonged. It left the girl with a conflicted feeling inside of her, one that she knew she wasn't going to easily resolve. That said, she was here on a mission. Having followed a Hollow through a Garganta that had lingered for just a little bit too long, Camila managed to find herself spending time in the White Desert. First things first, though, she needed to find a way to locate Las Noches.

So, she began to walk. Not with any particular kind of direction involved with her movements, but she kept in a straight path. If she was lucky, she'd stumble upon the Arrancar citadel. If not, well, then she'd need to find someone who could. Ultimately she didn't have much of a choice, but she was going to have to make the first step in order to make any progress to begin with. As such, she began to follow the rising and falling of the dunes, hoping that behind every uphill climb was the building she so desperately desired to stumble upon. Unfortunately for her, that wasn't what this portion of her journey was about, but instead, she'd be reuniting with an old ally.

"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME." 

As the raucous screams of a freaked out Arrancar echoed through the sands, Camila couldn't help but take interest. Surely there had to be something interesting about this encounter; sure, she knew what Hueco Mundo was capable of. It was a hollow-eat-hollow world here, and naturally there'd be some who opposed the natural order of things. The strong ate the weak, and the weak served no reason to exist outside of an afternoon snack. She'd grown to rather enjoy the 'might makes right' mindset that had been instilled upon her by her previous encounters with Hollows and Arrancar, and truly looked to make the most out of that mindset where she could.

Making her way to the screams that coated the air, Camila faced down a rather interesting sight; a Gillian that seemed oddly familiar to her in terms of that mask was taking on the remainder of what looked to be four separate Arrancar - some of which had either been killed or were fleeing - and was doing exceptionally well, at that. To say that she was impressed was an understatement. This was the work of a Hollow that had truly desired to survive; one that had obviously put forth tremendous effort in order to keep themselves going strong and fully capable to stomp down any opposition that might've been in their way. Surely it'd make an interesting experience to fight alongside a Gillian?

Drawing her blade, Camila made haste over to the Arrancar that had been now shouting, and looking for some semblance of assistance in order to help deal with the hollow in question. Oh, she'd be sure to help all right. Closing the distance between her and the Arrancar, Camila quickly slashed her blade across the person's chest as she ran past faster than the Arrancar was likely able to perceive. She would've bisected him if it weren't for the fact that she'd overshot the strike by a bit; something that'd take her a bit of practice to get down when making strikes like that, but that's what happened when she let herself get rusty. She hadn't had a good combat experience in quite some time; this was going to make up for that.

Walking back over to the Arrancar she'd just fatally injured, Camila held her blade above the person's throat. Within a matter of a few short moments, she plunged her blade through the Arrancar's throat, forcing it into the sands. If they weren't dead before, they absolutely, undoubtedly were now. Withdrawing her blade and quickly flinging any excess blood from the weapon, she tucked her Zanpakuto back into its makeshift scabbard for the time. Unfortunately her Ex-Captain had taken her original one, so she was forced to make do with what she could for the time. Thankfully, the leather straps she managed to fasten together were serving well enough for the time being.

Giving the Arrancar some time in order to finish moving, Camila continued to watch the fight that was going down. Once the Arrancar had completely finished, she grabbed the person by the leg, and dragged them over to the familiar Gillian. This was their kill, after all, there was no reason for her to just take it and not let them reap the rewards of doing so. She wasn't that cruel. As she made her way closer, she began to pump reiatsu through her arms for the time being. It didn't hurt to give herself a bit of extra physical prowess for the time being, as she chucked the corpse in the Gillian's general direction. "Take it," she spoke loudly, "careful not to let your prey escape like that."

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Spirited

Strength: 50
Speed: 400
Spiritual Pressure: 400 [800]
Reiatsu Strength: 50 [100]
Instinct: 200 [100]
Senses: 100 [50]
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Light Aura: 0
Dark Aura: 100

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Skills

Weapons - Blood Weapons: 2
Mental Incantations: 2
Damage Recovery: 2
Strength of Will: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Hakuda: 2

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{Reiatsu Pool}Reiatsu Pool: 7,475/8,000
-525 for Combat Cutback

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{Combat Cutback @ 800 Strength}Technique Name: Combat Cutback

Class: 4

Technique Type: Reiatsu

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): Anyone with 300+ SpPr

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Affects: Persons with high spiritual pressure are known for their large reiatsu pools, but they also tend to be known for their weaker reiatsu strength, which means they have a ton of reiatsu, but not that much to actually use it on. This techniques entire purpose is to take that sheer volume of reiatsu and turn it into a viable, dangerous weapon.

The user builds up a pool of reiatsu internally, increasing the internal pressure, before channeling it towards a set of limbs, such as the hands or feet, discharging it as a weapon. By doing this the user can harness their reiatsu into physical striking power, allowing them to match a physically stronger opponent blow for blow, or possibly even beat them. Upon initial use the user pays 75 reiatsu per 100 strength, maxing out at their spiritual pressure, but afterwards the per post upkeep drops to 25 per 100. The amount of force generated can be changed once per post, going down merely drops the upkeep, but going up, the user must pay the initial upkeep as well as an additional 75 reiatsu for every 100 strength they add to the technique.


How to use technique (How is it activated?): Building up internal reiatsu before focusing it on a set of limbs such as hand hands or feet (or other applicable appendage like a tail). Before mastery of this technique only a single limb, such as one hand or foot, may be selected at a given moment, after master is obtained both may be used at once.

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc): Besides a fairly large initial cost and a moderate per post upkeep this technique only has one major drawback; reiatsu burns. When using this technique the user is forcing a large amount of reiatsu to be funneled through a relatively small area, so extended use can be dangerous. 1st degree burns begin to form after about 3 posts, 2nd degree after 5, 3rd after 7, and finally after 9 posts the chosen limb becomes borderline useless and the technique can no longer be used in that area. Healing, specifically of the burns, will reset the timer of this technique.

[Alacrán]

As it's mask continues to grow over it's head, it's mandibles growing larger as the he bloodthirsty Menos doesn't even notice the newcomer or the two Arrancars charging at it from behind as it continues to chase after the already dead prey. Just as they're about to reach the Gillian and slice it in two it disappears from their view. They stand there dumbfounded for several moments, looking around for the massive Hollow.

There's an eruption from the sand below them as the Gillian leaps up towards them at a very quick speed. They dodge out of the way however one of them wasn't quick enough to avoid the mandibles that slash across their back as they dodge and the other one gets completely caught in the Gillian's mouth as it clenches down on them. It slams the Arrancar down into the sand as the other one stumbles away immediately feeling effects of the venom coursing through it's veins.

The one stuck in the Gillian's teeth struggles and screams as it tries to free itself from it's impending death. It tries to stab into the Hollow's mouth but the can't find any gaps without stabbing itself. The Menos clenches down harder on it's prey and the starts to tear into the Arrancar's torso as it grabs the upper half and pulls the body apart. The Arrancar panics and continues screaming for a few seconds before his screams disappears into the Gillian's mouth.

Before it can even finish swallowing it's meal a ball of Reiatsu explodes across the Menos' face, leaving a very large and noticeable burn on the Hollow's mask. The Gillian screeches as it then quickly turns on it's attacker and runs straight towards it. The Arrancar sends off a volley of Bala towards the charging Hollow. Without sparing a second it disappears from the path of the projectiles which causes the prey to panic and begin assaulting the dirt below them, basically creating a crater.

There's silence for a few seconds before the Gillian's screech can be heard coming from above the Arrancar who's looking almost exhausted and sluggish. They raise their hand up to let loose another volley however the Gillian's hand shoot out and clutches them tightly, causing a mini explosion in it's palm that causes it to screech out some more in pain but it doesn't let go of it's now wounded and weakened prey.

"We...do not...we...no...not we..." It turns it's head as it stares into the frightened eyes of the 'ascended' Hollow and feels a sick and twisted sense of glee and enjoyment from the sight, feeling a bigger rush than from the fighting itself. "Yer fear...will taste...splendid." The Arrancar then begins to panic and sturggle even more as it tries to escape the Menos' grasp but most of it's strength was already drained by the poison in it's system. The Gillian let's out a deep, creaking, chuckle before it screeches once more as it squeezes tightly down on the Arrancar, some of it's blood dripping out of it's hand. It growls, the mandibles clicking in irritation before the Gillian shakes his head, "We will serve no one." And before the Arrancar could get out another word the Menos snaps it's head off and begins to suck the blood out of it like a popsicle before completely consuming the body.

At this point it's mask has fully covered it's head and neck stopping just above the spike below the neck. It's seems to be in a trance as it consumes it's meal until a voice breaks it from the trance. "Take it, careful not to let your prey escape like that." It snatches the corpse that was tossed at it from the air and stares at Camila for a good long few seconds as there appears to be a hint of recognition. It raises the corpse to it's mouth and takes a bite out it, taking out most of it's body it that one bite. It then throws the body back at Camila as it simultaneously lets out a screech as it slowly moves toward her.

"Human...food..."

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{Consumed}X2 Class 8 Arrancars
X1 Class 7 Arrancar

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [100.1(100)] (-25% Blindado drawback) 75.075(75)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 (-50% Blindado drawback) 50
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(25)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}725/1000
-150 Ulcera x2
-100 Veneno de Hombre Muerto

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Seeing a Gillian in action was, to say the least, a gruesome experience for the girl. She'd known what Hollows were like, and she'd learned about the various stages of a Hollow's "life cycle" back at the Academy, but seeing a Gillian in action was actually a horrific sight. Even the lesser Hollows had more... elegance to their attacks and maneuvers. It seemed that Gillians really did function on nothing but instinct, and that raw, primal hunger that fueled most Hollows. The thought of it noticeably shook her up, but it wasn't something that she was just going to let consume her. Shaking her head, she continued about her actions and eventually tossed the Gillian its food.

"Y'know," she said, "you kind of remind me of someone I met not too long ago. Same little motif going on, y'know? Certainly would be nice to be able to meet with him again." After finishing her words, the girl smiled while reminiscing in her thoughts. "What was his name again?" she mumbled to herself. She couldn't particularly remember; she was never really the best with names, but this one seemed to bother her. She felt upset that she genuinely couldn't remember for the time being. She sighed, deciding to take the time later to dedicate in order to remember what his name was. She began to watch the Hollow eat, and sighed to herself once more.

Even just the eating process had been something far outside of her range of comprehension. She couldn't even hope to understand why that hunger was there, and frankly wasn't exactly wanting to do so either. While sure, it was something she wanted to know more about, she was ready to just leave it at that. Thankfully for her, she'd been one of the lucky ones, and wouldn't ever have to deal with that feeling. Well, in this life time, at least; the topic of the Soul Cycle was another can of worms she didn't want to get into even mentally, she she decided to just drop the topic there. "Hey, curious question if you can understand me; what's that hunger like?"

As he began to throw another corpse in her direction, she watched him somewhat confused as to what he was trying to do. There was plenty of different things that he could've been looking to do; for one, he could've mistook her for a hollow of some kind, and had been looking to aid her like she aided him. Though, that wouldn't really justify the "Human...food..." comment it'd just bellowed out after that rather loud screech. She winced at the sound of it, and watched the Gillian as he seemed to move closer to her. Not sure of how to react to that, she drew her sword and began to back up slowly, but cautiously. She didn't want to be caught off-guard.

"Look," she said, speaking as calmly as she could, "I'm not meaning to bring you any harm. Quite the opposite, in fact; I'll help you reach a more intelligible state, if you're willing to help me find a certain place here I'm looking to hunt down. I can only hope that you're actually able to understand me." In truth, she genuinely wasn't sure if he could, but at the same time, was willing to take a chance like that. She was somewhat confident enough in her skills to deal with a Gillian-class Hollow if she needed to, but in truth didn't exactly want things to devolve into nothing more than just raw violence. She wanted to see if she could learn what she could baout the place she was in, and the Hollow in front of her.

Taking a moment to quickly glance around and analyze the terrain, Camila did what she could to take in the scene; four Arrancar lie dead either in the Hollow's stomach or in the sand, and the area was pretty much exactly what she'd expect from a desert, aside from the weather. Though, that wasn't a major concern of hers for the time being. From the fighting she'd managed to do, even if brief, she'd been able to figure out that the Arrancar that the two of them had fought weren't particularly powerful; Alacrán's victory had gone on to cement that fact. Where it stood, she was fairly confident that, at the very least, she'd be able to at least "talk him down" if she needed to. Still though, she readied her sword and a defensive stance in case he decided to try something.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Blood Counters}
Reiatsu Pool: 7,300/8,000
-175 for Combat Cutback upkeep

[Alacrán]

The Gillian's mandibles clicked in irritation and anxious as it slowly moved towards it's prey however it stops as it's body begins to twitch at the sound of her voice. Something about what she said had caused a reaction from it as it body twists and contorts in all sorts of different and unpleasant angles.

Memories that were not it's own flooded it's head as a voice screamed in it's mind. Many voices cried out yet only it could hear them as the struggle for dominance begins within it's very soul. The name. She had mumbled something about a name. It knew what she spoke of. It remembered meeting a someone that looked like her. What was the name?

"Alacrán..." The name sounds like it's being spoken by the wind blowing through an old oak tree. As it mutters the name it let's out another screech as it's body twists backwards and over itself before straightening back out as it roars to the starless sky and leaps into the air and angles to fall on her, "We are the strongest...not him. We...we.."

As it lands it screeches again before it whirls around on her with a snarl, "I am the one in control here. You were all weak. I was strong." It takes a swipe at her with it's large hands, without care for it's own safety as it seems to have some kind of inner struggle. The Menos screeches once more as it claws at it's mask and head, almost as if it was trying to yank whatever was causing this turmoil out from it's before it bashes a fist down on it.

I am the one in control. I am the strongest amongst these few who are here and I will take over or we will die here and now. I did not survive and fight this long just to die with some pathetic excuses for souls in nor in this disqusting form. Pray she doesn't strike us down where we stand while I sit here and bicker with you fools. There is a silence as it seems to have stun itself for a small amount of time from that single strike, allowing Camila time to either run or think, whichever she'd chose in this scenario.

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [100.1(100)] (-25% Blindado drawback) 75.075(75)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 (-50% Blindado drawback) 50
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(25)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}725/1000

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Watching the absolutely massive hollow leap into the air caught the girl off guard quite heavily. For one, she had no idea that something that large could take to the air with that much ease. The leg strength that it had to have possessed was astronomical, to say the least. Second, she had no real idea how she was going to deal with something like this. She could've just moved out of the way, but what would that leave her with the option to do from there? Seeing as conflict was starting to erupt, what could she have done in order to take the beast down without sending it back into the Soul Cycle or purifying it? Fact of the matter was that it deserved to exist, and she needed information.

As it came back down and looked to slash at her, Camila threw herself forward through Shunpo in order to evade the incoming strikes. Turning back around to watch the hollow, she squinted her eyes in confusion as it seemed to be fighting itself? She didn't know that hollows had a desire to do that at the Gillian stage. Sure, she'd heard they'd be fighting for control over a central being, but to have been trying to pry off a mask? She shivered as she watched. It gave her a painful reminder of who she was; why she was in Hueco Mundo to begin with. If nothing else, she felt sorry for Alacrán. She felt that nobody should've had to go through that torment.

"Hey," she shouted as it continued to fight itself, "I get you're probably not gonna respond to what I have to say, but just hear me out; you're struggling with that whole 'inner turmoil' shit, yeah? Well, how's about we get you to the next stage of your little... Hollow... Cycle? Not exactly sure what to call that. Life cycle? Growth cycle? Anyways, that's beside the point. What say you to us working to get you food? You need to get through that inner hell, and I need to get information; it's mutually beneficial!" Having a smile on her face after that rant utterly littered with "stream of consciousness" BS, she was hopeful that the hollow would've at the very least understood what she had to say. It had given no indication otherwise, so she was taking a gamble.

Taking a deep breath, Camila put herself into a readied stance once more. Hope for the best, plan for the worst. She didn't really want to fight the hollow, but prepared herself in case she needed to do so anyway. Though, to say she found him interesting would've been an understatement, to say the least. She was rather excited to see where that whole thing went with him, even if it didn't have a particularly good ending in store for either of them. She didn't want to think of "what ifs" though, and decided to keep her mind focused to the present. She'd deal with that hurdle of things possibly turning sour when - and if - she had gotten to that point.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Blood Counters}
Reiatsu Pool: 7,075/8,000
-175 for Combat Cutback upkeep
-50 for Shunpo

[Alacrán]

"Hey, I get you're probably not gonna respond to what I have to say, but just hear me out; you're struggling with that whole 'inner turmoil' shit, yeah? Well, how's about we get you to the next stage of your little... Hollow... Cycle? Not exactly sure what to call that. Life cycle? Growth cycle? Anyways, that's beside the point. What say you to us working to get you food? You need to get through that inner hell, and I need to get information; it's mutually beneficial!" Alacrán chuckles inwardly as he thinks and tries to recollect himself, fully regathering his memories and strength. He remembers the small girl with a zanpakutō who'd helped him with a trio of Hollows and then a group of Shinigami who'd seem to recognize her.

He remembers the strength and odd powers she'd demonstrated as well as her healing him. She had had some sort of sympathy for Hollows or at the very least was seeking to align herself with them against the Soul Society. He distinctly remembers her telling, in boring and long detail, about the injustice she had faced when returning to them after fighting an Arrancar, who'd spared her life and sent her back. He can't decide if all that time listening to her was a waste or not, especially as she stands before him now, seemingly ready for a fight.

The Gillian-Alacrán-twists it's head and observes her as it seems to recover from being stunned by itself. It's mandibles slowly click together as it stares at her before it slowly lowers it's body down towards her until it's bloody face is a only a couple meters away from her. It's let's out a low growl and a breathe of rather unpleasant smelling air, "Ya must have a death wish of some sort little vampire. Surprised ya seem ta remember me although I'm not surprised ta see ya alive."

He raises himself back up to his full height and looks down at her, wiping the blood from it's mask, "So ya managed ta find a ride ta Hueco Mundo huh? Good fer you. Thanks fer not cutting me down by the way although it was rather foolish of ya ta think that a Gillian would be willing ta work with a Shinigami. Former or not. They're mostly nothing but mindless beast."

He feels the burnt part of his mask and sighs, reaching down and rubbing sand on it, as if trying to grind it out. He mumbles and growls as he works before he turns his attention back to her, "So...what makes ya think helping me is going ta help you huh? I mean on the one hand, I don't mind but on the other I don't rightly appreciate feeling like some sort of charity case. Ya may be strong but I still have muh pride and dignity as a Hollow ya know."

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [100.1(100)] (-25% Blindado drawback) 75.075(75)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 (-50% Blindado drawback) 50
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(25)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}725/1000

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"Ya must have a death wish of some sort little vampire. Surprised ya seem ta remember me although I'm not surprised ta see ya alive." As though she'd just reunited with an old friend, her face lit up with one hell of a smile. To say she'd been glad to see that same hollow again was a massive understatement. She was beyond thrilled to be able to see him again, and found that nickname he'd given her someone interesting. She almost didn't want to give him her actual name.

"So ya managed ta find a ride ta Hueco Mundo huh? Good fer you. Thanks fer not cutting me down by the way although it was rather foolish of ya ta think that a Gillian would be willing ta work with a Shinigami. Former or not. They're mostly nothing but mindless beast." She simply nodded from here. She wanted to let him finish his thoughts before she decided to interject, but she'd need to think about her response for that part. He wasn't entirely wrong there, and she wasn't going to try to argue it. Not at the moment, at least.

"Well, I'm glad to see you alive too," she said, "time's certainly been a little rough for what looks to be the both of us, huh?" With that, she let out a content sigh. She had a rather strong feeling that he probably wasn't enjoying dealing with all of that hollow stuff, and she'd been through her fair share of hell as of late what with having to deal with finding a way to make it to Hueco Mundo. That certainly wasn't fun dealing with. Either way, she felt little need to burden him with any of that. Though, she'd probably still go into explaining a small portion of it.

"As for your first question, yeah, actually! Someone was pretty willing to let me tag along into one of those portals y'all're able to form. It was pretty easy from there to get in here. And to be honest, I had no real reason to just straight-up cut you down. I'm sure you've worked pretty tirelessly to get to where you are now, I'm sure as hell not going to take that from you." Her mind ran through just what he had to have done in order to reach that point, and needless to say she visibly shuddered at the thought. She couldn't even think of bringing herself to do something like consuming other hollows, just the thought of it kind of disgusted her to a degree, though on a more personal level.

"So...what makes ya think helping me is going ta help you huh? I mean on the one hand, I don't mind but on the other I don't rightly appreciate feeling like some sort of charity case. Ya may be strong but I still have muh pride and dignity as a Hollow ya know." As much as she wanted to say something, she couldn't argue with that. After having dealt with her own fair share of being treated like that in the past, she was in no place to even contest his point, nor did she even want to for that matter. Though, she felt explaining herself might've been beneficial.

"Well, I'm not looking to do it for nothing. You've got a better lay of the land here than I do; that much is certain. I'm personally looking for a specific place here; are you familiar with Las Noches at all? I overheard the name a few times in Soul Society, n' know that's where I need to be. Though, I don't expect you to just help me for nothing, so I figured I'd at least try to make myself useful to you in order to help with that, y'know? Granted, if there's anything else I could do in that regard, don't hesitate to lemme know, I'd be glad to aid you if you've got even a semblance of the information I need."

[Alacrán]

"Well, I'm glad to see you alive too, time's certainly been a little rough for what looks to be the both of us, huh?" Alacrán scoffs as at that as he scratches at his mask, particularly around the burnt parts then pauses and glances at his massive hand. His mandibles slowly click together as he tilts his head and turns his hand, rolling his wrist quietly muttering, "Yeah tell me 'bou it."

He shakes himself out of his daze and returns to rubbing sand over his mask as and continued to listen, "As for your first question, yeah, actually! Someone was pretty willing to let me tag along into one of those portals y'all're able to form. It was pretty easy from there to get in here. He pauses in rubbing the sand on his mask and glances down at her with a rather curious look. He wonder who'd helped her but was debating if he really wanted to know or not. Even if he did good would it do for him. Well...it would be nice to know someone who can use the Gargantas until I'm able.

His mandibles click together again as he continues to contemplate it before he looks away and let's her continue. "And to be honest, I had no real reason to just straight-up cut you down. I'm sure you've worked pretty tirelessly to get to where you are now, I'm sure as hell not going to take that from you." He makes a weird noise like a snort as he shakes his head, "That's pretty naïve if ya ask me. Of course ya have a reason. Ya want ta live and survive righ'? That's the only reason ya need, although yer not wrong but I believe mah current form is a matter of circumstance than what I did."

He goes to roll his neck, at which point the part of his mask that extends to his neck makes a creaking noise and then cracks into segments that extend over itself, as if apart of some form of armor. He pause, looking rather surprised as he feels his neck for a moment and mumbles, "Well that was concerning."

He shakes the sand off his hand and returns his attention to Camila as she explains why they should work together, "Well, I'm not looking to do it for nothing. You've got a better lay of the land here than I do; that much is certain. I'm personally looking for a specific place here; are you familiar with Las Noches at all? I overheard the name a few times in Soul Society, n' now that's where I need to be." Alacrán let's out a low and guttural grunts at that. He was certainly familiar with Las Noches although he'd never been. He wasn't going to tell her that just yet though. He wanted to hear her out completely first before saying anything else.

"Though, I don't expect you to just help me for nothing, so I figured I'd at least try to make myself useful to you in order to help with that, y'know? Granted, if there's anything else I could do in that regard, don't hesitate to lemme know, I'd be glad to aid you if you've got even a semblance of the information I need." Alacrán let's out a long sigh as he stares at her and then looks up at desert surrounding them, scanning the hills, then thinks about it for a little longer. He was certain she wouldn't have any issues to take him down, whether he was weakened or not, so just eating her and being done with her and her problems were out of the question. Unfortunately brute strength doesn't solve anything, much to his dismay.

His mandibles had been clicking rather rapidly this entire time while he'd been thinking until they suddenly stop as he had an epiphany. he turns to look at her, "You're strong right? As in you have a high amount of Reiatsu? I'm not good but I can just barely pick up traces of your strength and I get the feeling that's not the all of it. If you're willing to help me then you'll most likely attract some stronger prey for me."

At this point it seems more like he's thinking out loud rather than talking directly to her, aside from the offhand questions and comments. He nods and seems to be mumbling something to himself and then claps his hands together, "Alright I'll help you get to Las Noches but if any Hollows attack us, then you only fight the ones that target you. Because believe me they will target you and if you try to get involved in my fights, I can't promise I'll be completely myself. Got it?"

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{Stats & Skills}
Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [100.1(100)] (-25% Blindado drawback) 75.075(75)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 (-50% Blindado drawback) 50
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(25)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}725/1000

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As she finished up what she had to say, Camila eyed down Alacrán with wanton curiosity as he looked around Hueco Mundo. Just what was he looking for? She didn't really have any way to effectively tell. That said, she wasn't going to question it. "You're strong right? As in you have a high amount of Reiatsu? I'm not good but I can just barely pick up traces of your strength and I get the feeling that's not the all of it. If you're willing to help me then you'll most likely attract some stronger prey for me."

His words did little less than bring a smile to her face. Nowhere near as overly-energetic as he might've remembered, but enough to show that she was glad to hear what he was saying. "Yeah," she said, "I'm pretty heavily spiritually-inclined. Always have been, likely always will be, y'know? Honestly if you're looking to use me as some sort of... Hollow beacon, I'm not entirely opposed to it. Could certainly be interesting, y'know?"

"Alright I'll help you get to Las Noches but if any Hollows attack us, then you only fight the ones that target you. Because believe me they will target you and if you try to get involved in my fights, I can't promise I'll be completely myself. Got it?" To that, Camila nodded. Seemed simple enough, and he seemed to actually be looking out for her for the time being. She couldn't really complain about that, nor did she even want to start to complain about someone taking the time to look out for her.

"Not a problem," she started, "you've got my word that I'll be sure to steer clear of your fights. Gives me the opportunity to fully test out my own skills, y'know? I'm pleased to say that I've since changed quite a bit; I've learned much more about my release than I ever really expected to. Needless to say, you're not going to die if I can help it." With that, she flashed Alacrán one hell of a smile that hopefully went on to further prove her point. She enjoyed being able to help out like that.

Stretching her back and standing up once more and stretching her back, Camila held her sword out in front of her, but pointed away from Alacran. She didn't want to come off as aggressive in this scenario, and certainly didn't want to seem like she was making an offensive action against him. That said, she began to speak her release command. "Make them bleed, Buveur de Sang!" As she did, her sword quickly began to almost melt into a pool of what looked like blood, which had been quickly absorbed by the sand in front of her.

Having now released, Camila began to bounce on her feet to limber herself up. Spending most of her time in the human world, her physical skills weren't exactly all they should've been. She'd begun to let herself go as time went on, and she wanted to make up for lost time when it came to not staying in shape. This was that perfect experience for her in order to actually help with that where she'd be able to. Watching Alacrán, she simply smiled at him again. "So, where're we headed?"

Shikai duration: 1/10

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{Reiatsu Pool & Blood Counters}
Reiatsu Pool: 6,675/8,000
-400 for Shikai

Blood Counters: 8
+8 Blood Counters for releasing at 80% reiatsu.

[Alacrán]

As Camila releases her sword's power, Alacrán gives her a curious and somewhat surprised look, "Ya've changed since we last meet have ya? In yer strength I mean?" He glances around and searches for the rolling sandy hills of the barren white desert as she continues speaking. "So, where're we headed?" He seems to spot something in the distance and raises an arm, pointing towards it an object on the horizon. If she focused on it, she would be able to make out the vaguest shape of a tower.

"That's the closest entrance ta Las Noches. It'll take us quite a few hours ta get there." He then starts walking off in that direction, not waiting for her but still listening to her response just in case. He's quiet for while before he glances down at her, his curiosity starting to get to him as he wishes to know more about his new travelling companion, "You know you never told me your name? Or why you really want to go to Las Noches? What is it you hope to gain from going there?"

He waits for her response but quickly adds on as something irks his way up from the back of his memory, "You had also mentioned an Arrancar that had spared you or something right? Who are they and is that why you're going there then?" He waits for her response but frowns for as he listens but isn't necessarily hearing her as he feels an itch in the back of his mind. His head does a little twitch as he walks alongside her and his mandibles click together. He lifts a hand to his mask and rubs his mask as he then unwillingly let's out a growl.

You think you have won control over us but we are still here. We will always be here. All of us. Only one can rule now that you have broken us from the hold of the mindless beast of a Gillian but the true struggle has just begun. Should you prove to be the weakest one here then we will try to wrestle control once again. Do not fail. Alacrán pauses in his steps and inhales deeply as he closes his eyes, his mandibles clicking together in irritation before he opens them. he shakes his head and continues leading them.

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [100.1(100)] (-25% Blindado drawback) 75.075(75)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 (-50% Blindado drawback) 50
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(25)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}725/1000

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"Ya've changed since we last meet have ya? In yer strength I mean?" Camila chuckled to herself at hearing this question. "A little bit. I've effectively reached the peak of Shinigami aptitude; I've unlocked Bankai. If you're unfamiliar with that, think of it as a Shinigami's 'second stage' of abilities. Everything only gets stronger from there. Unfortunately, though, I've still got a long while to go before I'm where I want to be, even with Bankai." With that, she asked her question about location.

As Alacrán pointed out into the horizon and spoke about how long it'd take, Camila couldn't help but smile. She was excited, but she'd do what she could to contain it. She needed to keep her wits about her while here; she was exceedingly unfamiliar with Hueco Mundo, and didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention to herself or Alacrán; for all she knew, doing that could've very much been one hell of a death sentence for either of them. She didn't want to be responsible for something like that.

"You know you never told me your name? Or why you really want to go to Las Noches? What is it you hope to gain from going there?" Her attention was immediately drawn back to the hollow, with her eyebrows raised. She was... genuinely surprised at herself. Had she really never gone as far as to even tell Alacrán her own name? She didn't think that she'd explained her reasoning behind her actions, but damn, she felt bad about not sharing her name.

"Yikes," she said, "I'm genuinely sorry about that one. My name is Camila Adaronde, but at this point most just kind of call me Cami. You're free to use whatever you'd like to call me, I'm not really preferential toward one name or another." She shrugged. "As far as why I'm here, though, I've a few different reasons as to why. First and foremost, I'd like to see what Souken Kouhai has to offer as far as taking up a position underneath him."

"Though, that's ultimately not my first priority. I've another goal to accomplish while I'm here; one much more important than some stupid title. I've quite a bit of hollow reiatsu running through my being. That same reiatsu has gone on to cause quite a handful of problems over the years, and I'd like to take care of that where I can. Though, unlike most who'd likely be looking to suppress it, I'd like to do what I can to embrace it and get stronger because of it."

Hearing Alacrán mention her previous encounter regarding her abandonment of Soul Society, Camila smiled. "Yeah, that'd be another reason why I'm here. The girl that saved my life, and allowed me to be where I am now; Ailene Haschiro, the Septima Espada. She's both the reason I'm in this mess of a life, as well as the reason that I'm actually still alive, so I can't really complain regarding that. If I can, I'd like to repay the aid that she gave me all that time ago."

Noticing the growl Alacrán let out, Camila immediately turned her attention to the Gillian. "Everything okay?" She asked, not looking to start a fight with the man where she didn't need to. Seeing him shake his head and continue to move, Camila simply continued to follow. "That didn't seem like fun," she said, "if there's any way I can help please do let me know. I'd be glad to assist where I'm able to, y'know? I'd rather not see an ally suffer if I can do something about it."

[Alacrán]

Alacrán gives her an odd look when he finds out that she actually intended to go and speak with the king and ruler of Las Noches. He didn’t know whether to decide if that was foolish or brave but he can’t imagine it would go over too well for. Still he wasn’t going to be the one to tell her that. If she wanted to walk into the arms of her end then so be it but he wasn’t going to pass up the chance to use some live bait and get stronger. He just hopes he doesn’t get cut down at the gates for bringing her.

As she continues on and explains her situation, his mandibles click together as he glances down at her in curiosity as his mind goes to work, “I’ve heard somethin' about how Arrancar are made. It’s said that Arrancar are Hollows that have regained ther human appearances along with Shinigami swords by removing ther masks. A Shinigami with bits of Hollow Reiatsu in them...sounds somewhat similar to an Arrancar if ya ask me."

After that moment of internal conflict he continued moving when she speaks up, of course noticing the involuntary growl from him. "That didn't seem like fun, if there's any way I can help please do let me know. I'd be glad to assist where I'm able to, y'know? I'd rather not see an ally suffer if I can do something about it." He pauses and glances at her but then sneers and continues moving as he speaks up, "We're not allies. We're tools to reach each other's end. Nothing more, nothing less. Besides there's no way you could help me anyways."

He continues walking, not bothering to appear apologetic or even remorseful about his comment. He does however find it odd what she had mention about the Espada. Ailene Haschiro was what she had called them, the Septima Espada. Alacrán might have to meet this Espada since he found it odd that an Arrancar, an Espada at that, the ones who've taken to calling Hueco Mundo and Las Noches their own under Souken, would let a Shinigami go. He was curious as to why that was.

He's quite deep in thought as he's walking that he doesn't quite about six less than human looking Arrancar shooting towards them at a speed of 100, at least not until they're right upon them. One of them shoots right towards Alacrán and attempts to slice him with their blade, but with only a Strength and Reiatsu Strength of 100, it hardly leaves any sign of damage on Alacrán's body. The Gillian growls as it tries to swat away the Arrancar but isn't quite fast enough in recovering from the sudden attack to land his hit.

The Arrancar doesn't waste anytime in continuing their attack as they become a blur to Alacrán before appearing again right in front of his face. Alacrán doesn't bother with blocking as they go to strike his mask, as he already knows from the first strike that it would be futile for them. So when their sword does connect with his mask, he simply clamps down on them with his mandibles, staabbing through their torso and holding them in place.

As the Arrancar struggles in his grasp, they raised their hand and charge up a Cero, the high pitch scream of it's charge, although Alacrán mistakes this for the weaker Bala that he's faced before. He simply grins as he clenches down on it further, causing it to lose focus on the Reiatsu it's building, making it explode in both their face. As the smoke settles however, only the Arrancar appears to be severely injured by the blast, much to it's surprise as Alacrán holds it in the air with a massive grin.

He clenches down further on it as he raises his head to the sky and gulps down it's blood, the pain and fear causing the Arrancar to panic and thrash about before Alacrán finally releases it, dropping it into his mouth and consuming it while it was still alive. As he finishes eating it, the remaining five Arrancar that had appear cautiously form a circle around the two of them.

"We had sensed a large amount of energy belonging to a Shinigami making it's way to Las Noches, so you can imagine our surprise when we found a Gillian leading it here. Why are you leading her to Las Noches? Have you no loyalty to your own kind? Speak, Menos, before I cut you down."

Alacrán stares down at the unsightly Arrancar with disgust as he growls and licks the blood off his mask, "I only owe loyalty ta myself, Arrancar. It is a kill or be killed world here in Hueco Mundo after all. Besides, I owe her a favor and she is much stronger than I. So I figured I'd use her as bait. I didn't imagine it woulda worked so well as to bring y'all out here."

He grins as he glances back at Camila then to the Arrancar he was speaking to, "If ya intend to stop us then ya've already made the mistake of thinking only the six," he pauses as he chuckles and licks his mandibles, "well five of ya can stop us. But yer welcomed to try after all." He grins as he gives Camila a look of warning, "Remember the plan. The're mine unless they attack ya."

Without another word he takes a step towards the Arrancar he'd been speaking to and disappears into an Ulcera, reappearing right behind them and another that was standing near them and swatting the two to the side. He chases after the two bodies as they sail through the air but notices that the one who had spoken seems less injured than the other, who is practically bloodied up from that one swipe.

Alacrán gives a them a confused glare but doesn't hesitate in going after the one that was already damaged. They manage to pull up their sword to block the kick that Alacrán swings at it but they don't have the strength to hold their ground as the impact sends it tumbling back. They manage to roll back to their feet as they then begin to send a barrage of Balas at the Menos. These hardly leave more than small burnt marks on the giant Gillian's cloak and body, although it appears he still felt the pain as he growls.

He begins charging at the lesser Arrancar before he's assaulted from his flank by another blast of of light blue Cero with a Reiatsu strength of 450, which actually topples him over and actually leaves him looking more worse for wear. "Damn you're a tough one aren't you. A shame we can't add you to our ranks. You would've made for a strong Arrancar. Perhaps even a higher ranking Fracción." Alacrán sneers as his mandibles click together, "No thanks. Like I said, I only owe loyalty ta myself and no one else. Now be good little Arrancar and die for me."

He get's up and grabs the other, weakened Arrancar who'd gotten too close to him, thinking he was distracted, and squeezes on them. The sound of their body breaking is unmistakable as they open their mouth to let out a cry but can't as their lungs were too busy being punctured by their ribs. Alacrán continues to torture them like this for several more seconds before he takes a bite and rips off most of their upper body before tossing the rest at the other Arrancar, who was trying to charge another Cero.

As they dodge out of the way, Alacrán brings his arm down on top of the Arrancar, pulverizing them into the ground or so he would have thought. The Arrancar does look damaged however not quite what Alacrán would have expected as he steps away. They crawl out and spit up some blood as they look at him with equal surprise, "I'll be damn. A Gillian strong enough to break through Hierro. This should be interesting."

Before Alacrán can respond they disappear and reappear at his head, send a kick to the Gillian's head. With the increased speed from what would probably be recognizable as a Sonido, it manages to cause him to stumble backwards a bit. He shakes his head, reeling more from the pain of his nerves than the actual hit as it caused hardly any damage. He hears the high pitched whine of another Cero and glances up to see the Arrancar charging another to blast towards him.

Just as they're about to fire it however, they disappear again and instead of waiting for them to reappear, Alacrán jumps up into the air and into another Ulcera. Just as he did, the Arrancar appears below where he was and fires the Cero, catching nothing but air as their target disappeared. They look around, confused and defensive. Then the sand errupts beneath them as Alacrán reappears with a small red orb charging in his mouth.

As the Arrancar falls into his mouth, he bites down on them with the Cero and causes it to explode on top of them along with being bitten. While his own Cero Morder was not strong, couple that with the strength behind his bite, it left the Arrancar looking much worse for wear as he holds them in his mouth.

"Let go of me you foul thing. This is impossible. I have grown too strong to be ended by the likes of you. Unhand me at once and I might let you and your little Shinigami live." Alacrán plucks them from his mouth and grins rather maliciously, "Now now, accept yer death with some dignity Arrancar. It's like I said, it's a kill or be killed world and I don't intend on being killed." He then drops them back into his mouth and swallows them whole as he shudders. He turns his attention to see how Camila faired, his breathing actually becoming quite heavy as he realizes how much effort that had required from him.

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{Consumed}x3 Class 8 Arrancar

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{Stats & Skills}Type: Roughneck
Strength - [244] (50% multiplier) 366
Speed - [100.1(100)] (-25% Blindado drawback) 75.075(75)
Spiritual Pressure - [80] (25% multiplier) 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 (-50% Blindado drawback) 50
Light Aura - 10
Dark Aura - 90
Instinct - 100
Senses - [87] (-25% multiplier) 65.25(65)
Energy sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Analyzing 1
Anti-Stealth 1
Battle Analysis 1
Battle Focus 1
Calm Mind 1
Damage Recovery 1
Focused Eye 1
Lack of Fear 1
Pain Tolerance 1
Stealth 1

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{Reiatsu}550/1000
-75 Ulcera x2

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"A Shinigami with bits of Hollow Reiatsu in them...sounds somewhat similar to an Arrancar if ya ask me." Cami smiled at this thought. "Well, uh," she started, "I kinda thought so too. Figured that if the Shinigami don't want me, then I could try to stand either alongside Kouhai or the Espada. If all goes well, I might just have a tattoo somewhere on me by the time my stay there is all said and done!" And with that, she couldn't help but giggle. She enjoyed the thought of having a place she might've been able to call home sometime in the near future, and genuinely hoped that she'd have the opportunity to do so alongside the residents of Las Noches.

"We're not allies. We're tools to reach each other's end. Nothing more, nothing less. Besides there's no way you could help me anyways." Camila chuckled at Alacrán's words. "Well, let's see what we can do to change that then! I'd very much like to be able to count on you where I can, and I'd kinda like you to feel that you can do the same here. Just because we're looking to further our own goals through each other, don't you think that we'd both fight a lot more effectively if that bond is there? Hell, take the Spartans for example; most of 'em were exceptionally close, because fighting alongside someone you've grown to care about actively makes you just that much of a better combatant."

Continuing to walk alongside Alacran, Camila couldn't help but wonder what was going through his head. She'd effectively made it a goal of hers at this point to do what she could to befriend the Hollow, and she'd be damned if she wasn't stubborn enough to see that goal through by the time that this little trip had gone on to conclude itself. Ultimately there was no real way to tell if that was going to be the case, but she'd have to try to find out. She wanted to see if she could get passed that very... angry outward emotional state, and see if there was anything beneath. She began to think on just what she could do in order to cement that bond through the journey.

While she was lost in thought, she quickly made note of a group of Arrancar that seemed to be approaching them at rather surprising speeds for what she'd expected for those trying to gang up on a Gillian and a Shinigami; she didn't expect them to be too strong, much like what was displayed as she watched the first Arrancar try to attack Alacrán, but she was a bit surprised to see them going that headstrong into combat with two foes that they had no idea about. Before she could truly analyze anything that was going on, her head began to pound with a headache she'd been growing increasingly familiar with. Albin seemed to be doing what he could to fight her. Why, of all times, did it have to be now?

Watching as the next attack began and was quickly shut down, Camila smiled. She was glad to see that her attention could be reverted back to the group that had now focused on surrounding the two of them, and that she had no need to worry about Alacrán. She didn't inherently feel she needed to, but at the same time she didn't want to see him in an encounter he couldn't exactly hold off; something something, forming a bond n' all that. Turning her attention to the group that had been now circled around them, Camila took the time to size them up and down where she could. In her direct view, she saw three different Arrancar she'd quickly taken notes on.

One of them stood taller than the rest, and much more physically inclined. If she had to guess, he was probably upwards of 6'3"; quite a bit taller than she'd been. He'd held some sort of club that he felt comfortable throwing over his shoulder, and stared at her with a grin that she very much didn't care for, provoking a full-body shiver from the girl. Turning to the next one, she'd made note of the fact that this girl was likely around her height, and had a build very similar to her own; she was relatively small, and likely didn't possess any physical prowess. She was probably a ranged fighter. Nodding to herself, she turned her glance to the final one and-

Her thoughts were quickly interrupted with another pounding to her head, resulting in a mix between a grunt and shout of pain. Gripping tightly at her forehead and covering her left eye, Camila eyed down the third and final person; a boy that likely didn't look much other than thirteen. She stared confused at the kid for a moment; was this boy really able to keep up with the other Arrancar that had been here? She'd found that hard to believe for the time, but ultimately she'd have to wait and see on that one. "Remember the plan. They're mine unless they attack ya." Quickly pulled out of her own thoughts and pain, Camila nodded. "Got it," she said, feeling like she had to force it out.

"Look at what we've got here," the large one said, turning to the other two that were nearby, and sauntering closer to Camila. "Seems a Shinigami of sorts has wandered onto our own turf. What say the two of you that we put the bitch down like a dog?" The girl to her left seemed to nod, while the young boy crossed his arms. "Do what you want with her," he spoke, his voice rather soft, much like what was expected of someone of his size, "I'll clean up whatever's left of 'er when the two of you eventually fail to do your jobs; like always, I might add." The girl simply turned her attention away, while the kid's words caused the larger man to rush in to Camila with his club.

As he went in for a swing, Camila simply sidestepped the strike, rotating on her left heel one-hundred eighty degrees with a pivot, placing down her right foot, and rotating the other one-hundred eighty to strike the man in the arm with a force backing her up equal to her Spiritual Pressure; 800. Needless to say a force that strong was much more than enough to break the man's arm, and send the club flying into the distance with the force. With a shout, the man fell to the ground and gripped his now-shattered arm. As she went in for another strike, Camila immediately joined the man on the ground with a shout, and she gripped and scratched at her head.

Around her left eye, bonelike fragments began to form as her own hollow reiatsu exploded around the area, threatening to eclipse any other signature that might've been being released at the time. To those that might've been familiar with the happenings of a Vizard, Albin was doing what he could to struggle for control. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Camila shouted, trying to pry her fingers underneath the forming fragment, but to no avail. Within a few short seconds, she let out another shout of agony, though her voice seemed to be overlaid with another; a voice that sounded deeper, more masculine than her own was. She'd just lost control. 

Slowly rising to her feet, "Camila" let out a soft chuckle, which quickly turned into a cacophonous laughter. It seemed as though she'd effectively lost it, and even the change in her voice had gone on to show that where it could. Turning her glace down to the beefy Arrancar before her with a grin of pure evil on her face, she forced the Arrancar to watch in horror as she placed her hand over the Arrancar's face. "Next time," she spoke, "try just a liiittle bit harder to think about what the right decision was here. When you see someone you can't size up, don't engage~!" With her words finished, Camila used the full force of her hand, each finger backed with the raw power of her spiritual pressure, to absolutely obliterate the man's skull, forcing him to drop dead.

The other two Arrancar watched in horror trying to understand what they'd just witnessed. Camila had made short work of the physical fighter of the two of them; almost effortlessly. It seemed that the only bit of effort that she'd actually put forward in trying to deal with the singular Arrancar before her was only the little charade she'd just gone through to effectively magnify her strength. Turning her attention to the girl, Camila crossed her arms and observed just what the girl was looking to do with a crooked smile on her face. She seemed to force the girl into a state of sheer panic, and couldn't help but giggle at the prospect of this.

Without saying a word, the girl punched the air in front of her, launching forth a Bala toward Camila's body. Though, Camila dared not to move a muscle. Not as the Bala moved toward her, and not as she took the hit with minimal recoil. Readjusting her posture, Camila laughed once more with that same eerie tone that she'd now been forced to use. Almost instantaneously, she'd vanished from sight and appeared right in front of her attacker. Wasting no time at all, Camila launched her hand around the girl's throat and quickly hoisted her into the air. She didn't put her full strength behind the attack, as to no outright kill the girl; that'd simply be no fun.

Instead, she slowly began to tighten her grip, as to cut off the girl's airway. Getting annoyed by this, the younger boy seemed to shout. "Let her go!" Holding a finger out and charging a Cero much, much stronger than she'd expected these Arrancar to have been able to do, Camila ran forward with her grip still on the girl as to direct the Cero of this child away from her Gillian friend while she had the opportunity to do so. She didn't want him to get caught in the crossfire. Instead, she'd simply turned away from him, and allowed the boy to point his finger at her. She could feel the raw spiritual energy radiating from him; she was excited.

As the Cero of easily 600 Reiatsu Strength was fired, Camila held the girl she'd been strangling out in front of her as a sort of guard against the attack. While cheap, and certainly sadistic, within a few moments, it seemed her attack paid off rather significantly. As the heat from the blast washed over her and the Arrancar she'd subjugated to it, her victim seemed to be quickly incinerated into nothing more but reiatsu-charged particles floating through the air. Camila, on the other hand, had walked away completely unscathed from the attack itself once it had finished being fired. Simply continuing on with her laughter, Camila charged the boy at her full speed and threw him to the ground with her full weight.

Pulling her arm back, Camila rocketed a punch through the boy's abdomen, pummeling straight through his skin, organs, and just barely missing his spine. In return, the boy coughed up quite a bit of blood as tears seemed to streak down his eyes. From there, she continued with a barrage of strikes very much like the first one she'd laid upon him, coating across his entire body, until he was nothing more than a red stain on the sands of Hueco Mundo, sans messed-up portion of skin that rested where he once was. Standing back up, Camila stretched, and began to observe the fight that was continuing on Alacrán's side of things. She was curious to see how he'd been doing.

"Let go of me you foul thing. This is impossible. I have grown too strong to be ended by the likes of you. Unhand me at once and I might let you and your little Shinigami live." With this line, Camila couldn't help but burst out into laughter. Him? Let her live? Whatever would she do if someone like that tried to challenge her? Oh, just the thought of how that fight might've gone couldn't help but crack her up to no end. Thankfully, she was quickly dragged back out of her laughter with Alacrán turning to face her. Simply put, she gestured behind her, and showed him all three- well, two absolutely decimated bodies that she'd left behind from her little skirmish.

[Alacrán]

Alacrán hadn't really noticed Camila's earlier struggles or shouts as he had been preoccupied with surviving but as he glances from the remains of the other three Arrancar to the now sadistic looking Camila he frowns. Something seemed off about her and the weird bone fragment around her eye was the most obvious indicator of that.

He moves around her slowly and with care, stopping just besides the two corpses of the Arrancar. He picks them up ad stares at them, showing a hint of being impressed by the savagery and sadism of it. He also frowns as he isn't quite a fan of consuming kills that weren't his own and acting as a scavenger but he's well aware that she wouldn't be eating the remains and he'd hate to let them go to waste.

As he tosses on of the bodies in his mouth, his mandibles click together and he stares at her with no hidden amount of caution. He motions to his own face as he finally speaks up, "What's with the get up there? And what happened ta the third one? Ya didn't eat them did ya." He grins at the joke he'd made but with her appearance now along with what she'd told him earlier, he wouldn't exactly have put it past her now as she is.

He glances around at the battle grounds they now stood in although it had been more of a skirmish than a battle. He notices something odd. As far as he was aware he'd only seen a total of two Ceros fired, neither of which had touched the sand and yet there was bits of the sand that had been burnt by what he could only assume had been a Cero. He glances at Camila with even more caution. She was much stronger than he had originally thought.

"They were no trouble fer ya I assume..." He tosses the second corpse into his mouth, a sickening crunch and squish as he chews it up and swallows. He moves back around her again and motions into the direction they had been traveling, never turning his back on her while she still had that fragment on her. It gave him a sinister feeling akin to his own kind, "They must've been guards or a patrol group. We'll no doubt run into more when we get closer."

He looks back to her with narrowed eyes and heavy breathing, "If ya don' mind, that took a lil' more out of me than I coulda imagined. I'd like a moment ta rest and regain mah strength before we continue. The ones closer to the entrances are no doubt stronger than these ones here. We'd be foolish not ta rest although I doubt ya need it."

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{Consumed}X2 Class 8 Arrancar courtesy of Camila