The Incident [Social w/ Ailene]

[Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou]

Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou

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It was a day like any other in the Karakura Shopping District... ahh, the sky is bright, I can feel the light refracting through the shop window; shining upon my humble self like a guiding light of sorts. Its warm, my cloth is warm... my stuffing is - warm. Wait. AM I BURNING?!

"HAaaAH- ah. Wait, no, I'm fine."
I exclaim to myself, short of 'breath', of common sense.
Or awareness too, it would seem.
It certainly brought me to my senses again, though.

After that maginification glass incident and in order to ensure my complete and total continued survival I must not be so careless. I so and say remind myself. But how did it come to this~!? Ahhh, I'm sobbing, my sewn hands put up against my glass chambers, how I wish to be free of this vile imprisonment. How did it come to this, what kind of troubles and turmoils did I endure to deserve this fate? I'll tell you.

I was enjoying myself in a nice evening stroll, as sentient stuffed dolls often partake in their free time - don't expect us to be doing anything else, we can't even enjoy a nice meal! - and it was great. Moon was bright, sky was clear, reiatsu in the air was all fresh in the sense it just made you feel alive even whilst walking amongst the monolith structures. That was when I came across it, my adversary.

It was a tall, giant monstrosity, standing twice my size it lept from its perch faster than the eye could see - but a blur to my senses, I was dazed. Landing right beside me I first saw its sheen, it made me tremble. Me, one of the strongest hollows, quake in fear. All I could clutch to for a moment was its white fur, before its teeth were sunk into me. Its paws, buried deep into my stuffing... the trauma.

Curse that damn feline.

And that was only the beginning of my troubles! Once it sunk its claws into me, I had to practically fight for my life - my stuffing! - to keep it from tearing me apart. It was an epic battle of several parts, and before I knew it, within its vice grip, I was landed back at this place... 'this place'.

This holding cell, yes. Taken back to its master, and as though at their beck and call it simply placed me down like some won prize. I fought well, but... I fought well, I- Okay I tried my best, but still.

I was defeated.

Must have underested my opponent, as well as their master. I was too dazed and shocked to move, presenting before a live size human would ordinarily be no such big a deal for a powerful hollow like myself, but I was weak, I was struggling. So I was picked up by their hand - 'bloodied'.

I thought they were being merciful when they had the clemency to spare me, stitched me back together. This was surely their means of apologizing I thought as I existed motionless, unable to exert spirit energy to my unanimated faux body. But I was wrong, so wrong.

They went and put me in this holding cell - DaMn IT!

I thump my right sown hand against the glass repeatedly three times, the display case would not budge. How weak I must have become after that near-death experience that I am unable to undo such a simple confinement, yet here I am. I fall back on my behind, plush tail resting behind my outstreched hands used to hold my weakened body up, and I sigh almost sobbing.

Las Noches and I will have my revenge on you for this, mark my words!

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[Ailene Haschiro]

It had certainly been a while since she had been here. The sun shone brightly, the smell baked goods and many other treats filling the air and the presence of rather casual conversation. Among the groups of businessmen, cliques of schoolgirls, and solicitors was Ailene. Usually wearing her Espada robes which she had customized to appear as the robes of a student at any fantasy school, the Arrancar had covered herself in a typical robe she wore. Dyed a beige color that was easy on the eyes, Ailene made her way through the bustling crowd of the Karakura shopping district. She had to admit that it was rather nice to be among others. Especially those who did not know what she was and didn't run in fear and of course those that simply could not see her.

A hood emerging from the cloak covered the mask fragments of the Arrancar that matched the appearance of a headband, clinging to her forehead. She chuckled softly as she did her best to weave in and out of groups, just looking to be on her way. After all, she was here for one particular reason. To collect new and interesting flavors of tea. The Arrancar was going to open a business soon, funded by a particularly hellish friend of hers. Ailene was thankful for Orobas' assistance in simply buying out a prospective new tea shop. She had spent the last few weeks getting everything set up. Machinery, displays, menus. All of the wonderful quality of life improvements that would make it attractive and easy to order. 

She soon reached a lovely little shop that she had visited in the past, quickly turning to her left as she dashed into a door. She would open it normally and courteously, but the crowd outside sometimes made it difficult to maneuver. The sign above read, The Tea Leaf, highlighted in a soothing meadow green. As the door opened, a notable Ring sounded out from the door. The store was humble in size, but was jampacked with options that Ailene could not get enough of. An elderly man looked up from the counter as he saw the figure come in, he spoke calmly and friendly. "Why hello there young one. If you need assistance with anything, please don't hesitate to ask! Is there your first time at the Tea Leaf?" 

Ailene chuckled for a moment as she shook her head. She lowered the hood covering her head, revealing the mask fragment that lie beneath along with a fairly younger woman. She smiled, speaking softly. "Kage it's me." The elderly man smiled as he adjusted his glasses, the voice sounded rather familiar. He began to come out from behind the counter as he approached Ailene, holding the arm of the Espada. He spoke in a jovial voice. "Well as I live and breathe. It's you, Ailene. It's been a while since you've graced my humble little shop. How have you been?" There was no fear in his voice, having known Ailene for years at this point. The Arrancar chuckled. "I've been well Kage. I'm actually going to be opening up a Tea shop soon in Karakura!" Kage adjusted his glasses once more, chuckling.

He spoke in a strong voice despite his frailer appearance. "I am happy for your Ailene! It's quite a joy. To own a shop. I do hope, however, that you don't have plans of driving me out of business." There was silence between them, the air having seemingly grown serious. They both then developed a sly smile as they both broke into laughter. "Kage I would never even think of it! It's going to be a place to serve tea. Not to sell it like you do. I will still be coming and buying more!" She smiled as he gently rubbed her shoulder, returning to the counter as he spoke. "Good..good. Well you know your way around. I can't say my stock has changed much, but you've always seemed to like my stock. So go wild. In honor of your accomplishments, this one is one me!" The Arrancar could not help, but giggle like a fool.

== 5 Minutes Later ==

The door ringed again as Ailene was on her way out, a small box full of tea flavors gently set in her satchel that she always wore. She looked back and spoke loudly. "Thanks again Kage! Be sure to visit sometime!" With that, the door would close and the Arrancar returned to the streets which had thankfully died down in activity. The last thing that the Arrancar wanted was for someone to run into her, breaking the box. If someone did, she was completely willing to shed blood over it. Especially now that she had been given these as a gift. She continued onward for a few more minutes. Perhaps it would be time to head back. After all, she had gotten what she came for. At least she would have had one more shop not caught her eye. 

She approached a firm glass window that had some products out for display. In the display case she saw numerous items. Toys and trinkets that seemed to have different origins. This immediately intrigued Ailene as she was a bit of a foreign collector of sorts. Her eyes descended upon a peculiar doll. A black-haired doll with what looked like fox ears. A cute blue scarf running across its back. It was truly a well-crafted doll. More than that, as Ailene looked at the piercing blue eyes, she almost felt as though she could feel a soul. It was certainly bizarre, but the Arrancar shook her head. Perhaps it was just her mind playing tricks on her again. 

Regardless, she'd enter the store as another Ring rang through the store. It seemed that there was nobody to greet her. She frowned for a moment as a cat mewed softly, flicking its tail and walking across the counter. Ailene could not help but smile as she had a look around. She saw numerous things. Greeting cards from different countries, crystals and shells stocked in neat little baskets, among other lovely trinkets that the store had to offer. As Ailene had a look around, dazzled, but finding nothing that immediately caught her eye, she thought back to the display case for a moment. She hummed softly, slowly treading over as she stood beside it, looking down at the selection once more. She knelt down, looking at the doll that Shio's soul resided in. She peered at it. She had the feeling that something was off, but she couldn't put her finger on it. It was just a normal doll...right? 

[Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou]

Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou

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Ahh. Life as an inmate isnt so bad. At least my holding cell is nice and clean, how long have I been confined to this prison - it must be hours, at least. It's understandable though that they'd want to keep an 'SS' class danger locked away, can't be helped; I can sympathize with them to some degree. They won't keep me contained forever, though.

Yes, this is simply the first step of my escape plan.
But look at that feline sitting over there.
Mocking me...

I mutter under my soft voice.
"Don't act like you've won just yet... ehhh-?! Think you're some kind of prince on his throne..."
Majestic, even from my elevated cage it refuses to even look at me, the arrogance-!

'Ringa-ling-ding~'

Ooh, perfect, a customer!

On behalf of the absent owner, welcome - welcome! Everything is proceeding according to plan, I'll just puff my chest out; make my eyes look extra shiny. There's no way they could resist such a cute doll, maybe they'd even recognize the character... a fan, yes, hummu hummu~... Wait, this spiritual aura.

Gulp.

What is this monstrous aura-?! How did I only notice them approach when they entered the shop just now?! Ah- this is bad, very bad! I'm sweating - dolls cant even sweat, so I'm fine! - quick, think of something! Just slowly move my eyes down, very slowly, I need to catch a glimpse of the one who is- ...

GlaRiNg RiGht AT ME?!

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Shio feels her soul part-detatch from her stuffed body, and in a vain attempt to go unnoticed, remains completely motionless for a prolonged moment. This moment seems to last an eternity, as though stretched out to infinity. For her, no doubt, yet it is a passing albeit awkward moment for Ailene.

Haaah- I've remained silent for too long to say something now! Is there anything at all I can do to escape this situation. I bet that cat finds this amusing, yes, laugh it up, you won't be laughing for long once I- wait a minute. This person seems somewhat ordinary, fair skin, somewhat friendly expression. Also, although I am in my weakened state, I can sense something familiar about their reiatsu this close up. Is that a broken mask, an arrancar then? I see.

"So you've finally arrived, I was waiting."

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[Ailene Haschiro]

Ailene's violet orbs danced over Shio's form. The craftsmanship was absolutely impressive. Whoever had made the doll did not overlook the finest detail. Ailene had to admit that she was not much of toy collector, preferring the pursuit of knowledge and historical works ranging from arts to jewelry. She kept these items that she collected in various display cases and out in the open in her quarters back in Las Noches. Bookcases, dozens of meters tall adorned the walls, packed with all kinds of works of fantasy, journals and other documents that she had been collection over the past century. Dolls or other toys were never at the top of her list. This doll was different, however.

As she peered down at her, Ailene could swear that she was feeling something. A presence beside her. Her eyes darted over, eyeing the cat carefully as it continued to prowl around the counter. She shook her head. It didn't feel like the cat. No, instead it felt like there was something about this doll. Unfortunately for her, she possessed little ability to sense energy and it was not much grander once she chose to utilize her Resurrección. As her eyes looked into the doll's eyes, feeling as though she was staring back at someone, she caught the most subtle of motions. The dolls eyes were...shifting? Ailene blinked for a moment, staring at the doll. She could have sworn that she could see her move. Was she going crazy? 

Soon this feeling of questioning would turn into a momentary notice of shock. Ailene had a resilient mind, able to hide her true intentions even when she was scared. It was a quality of hers that tyrants hated. Yet even she could not hold back at least a blink of confusion as she heard Shio speak, "So you've finally arrived, I was waiting." causing her to look away for a moment. She looked from side to side as if to scour the area around her. To look to whoever spoke. Nobody. Not even the shop owner was here right now. Ailene simply raised her finger, pointing at herself wordlessly. It likely would not take much for Shio to gather that the Arrancar was asking if she was talking to her. 

As she did this her mind began race wildly. "Did...did that doll just talk to me? She's been waiting for me..?" Ailene knelt down, truly coming to eye level with this talking doll. She had so many questions. She was curious. Just what was she? Ailene simply had to know. She would talk in a mildly excited tone, a smile on her face. "You've been waiting for me? Why...what are you?" Likely before Shio had time to answer, Ailene felt another presence enter her immediate vicinity. She looked up. An older man, couldn't be older than 50, looked down at her with a grin on his face. "Well that my dear, is a doll. Quite a beauty isn't she? My cat found her and brought her to me. Stitched her right back up to pristine condition!"

The man was clearly proud of his work and Ailene could not disagree. Ailene has a keen eye. Akin to a detective, it was rare for her to gloss over even subtle changes in a person. The way they carried themselves, their inflection, even their words were not safe from Ailene's analytical eye. In this case, she could tell that for however long that Shio was in the man's care, the doll was well handled and cared for. He clearly took his work seriously. She looked up and smiled, speaking. "You have quite the careful hand. I am impressed." The man could not help, but smile. "A fellow connoisseur of toys?" Ailene shook her head. "No actually. I have a good eye, but my true passion lies in tea. I do, however, collect little historical wonders and artifacts whenever I can get my hands on them."  

He nodded and chuckled. "I see! Well, this is the perfect place for you then! The Treasure Trove is home to all kinds of trinkets and charms that a lady like you could use. Come, I'll show you around." The Arrancar would raise her hand, chuckling. "Thank you for your kindness, but I think this doll interests me the most. How much?" Looking down at the doll, he grinned for a moment. "Well normally I would be charging 15000 Yen for a doll of this quality, but since you are a fellow collector and very polite, I might add...I'll consider dropping it down to 12000. Consider it welcome to the Treasure Trove." Ailene quickly nodded as the man opened the display case. With a delicate grip, he'd hold Shio's doll body, bringing her to the counter. Ailene blinked for a moment. This owner was spiritually aware. He hoped that Shio would play along for now, being just a doll. 

In the meantime, Ailene would reach into satchel that she carried on her person most days. From it, she'd get the money to cover the transaction, offering it to the man. He'd take it graciously, counting it diligently before storing it in a box beneath the counter. "Thank you very much Miss...?" The Arrancar smiled and finished the sentence. "Ailene, Sir. Ailene Haschiro. Pleased to make your acquaintance." They would shake hands for a moment as she took Shio's doll body and simply placed her atop the box as she curtsied to the man. With that, she would head for the door and prepare to leave the store. As she left, returning to the streets.

The Arrancar knew where she was and knew there to be a park, a few minutes walking distance away from her.  As she began to walk, assuming that Shio began asking questions, Ailene wouldn't answer. She would simply keep up a leisurely pace, making her way to the park. As two or so minutes passed, Ailene looked at the nearby bench. Sitting herself down, she moved the cord that held her tea box up off of her shoulder, setting it down next to her. As she did this, Ailene simply peered over Shio. Her eyes were narrow, yet her voice was rather gentle as she spoke. "So then. Would you mind telling me what you are? I can't say that I've ever met a talking...doll before. It surely is an oddity." There would be a warmth to her voice as she continued to peer at Shio. 

[Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou]

Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou

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Mmm, yes. It made perfect sense. After being imprisoned for this length of time, it was only natural the forces of Las Noches would come be my aide. It's too late to apologize now feline! Once my subordinate frees me from my shackles you will be the first to know my wrath; and then your master, too! Heh, I can't contain myself from my smug grin - look at that one, pacing back and forth, serves you right to be afraid. Blep.

"You've been waiting for me? Why...what are you?"
Ah, right, I should likely explain. "Yes, you see I-"
Uwah!!!

It's that rotten old deceiver from earlier! Come to ensure I don't dare escape my prison, eh? Well, it's too late, you would not stand a chance against the likes of this one here. Stand down and I might spare your- hold on... beautiful?~ I... oh, my you flatter me. Maybe you aren't so bad after alh- No! Don't fall for his honeyed words.

This man is a fake, a swindler!

All that being affirmed, I have to say, my subordinate is quite the negotiator. Once I'm out of here there will be no such transaction taking place! Not as though this one is any the wiser, hmph - purchase one as powerful such as myself; ridiculous! He should be the one paying me in apology... not that I'd have much use for the money anyway. And he did spare the time to stitch me back together... and he doesn't seem like such a bad guy...

Now that I take a moment to look at myself carefully, actually, he did a pretty good job too.

Ack- That's besides the point, though! This is wrongful imprisonment, I demand to be released! If you don't release me soon, I'll... do something really bad! I mean it! Don't test me on this one.

Ah, he's approaching this way. Finally, he got the message, I'll be released from this wretched crystal-clear prison and out into the open world to wreak havoc once again. I'm so happy!

Karakura Town will know you as a traitor, but I will thank you. Ahh, it's opening! My impending freedom is fast approaching, I- OOF.

Once sparkle-lit azure eyes of Shio turn dim with the fading manifestation of life.

EUUUAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!

It's... its being squeezed out- my soul pill! Don't grip so hard, damn you!!! AHHHHHhhhh---

Such tremendous strength, I...
Bleugh.

Her body turns as limp as any other doll. In a final struggle, raspy voice barely audible to anyones ear, much like the dying words of someone about to breath their last upon their sickbed; like a warrior defeated upon the battlefield, their struggle unknown to anyone. Shio sniffles out her final two words of defeat.

"Curse... youuu..."

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Is this what the afterlife is like? It's nice, my body feels light, the breeze is nice~ It's like before, those fluttering lights... yes. Is this what it is truly like to be free? If only I could've experienced this in life, it's a comforting feeling, I don't mind it. I could stay like this for awhile.

Yes, I'll stay like this for a long time, in the company of those fluttering... streetlights.

Hmmm...

What the hell am I thinking about, I know I'm not dead. Furthermore, my body has always been as light as a pillow!

I'm being carried by someone, as I look up to gaze at them - I can see it is the arrancar from earlier. It seems to be the very first time I've had a proper, unfrantic look upon them. There is a certain warmth or 'tenderness' to the way they carry this box I'm sitting on. It's nice, no wonder I was able to sleep so peacefully. I also wonder how long I was passed out for, it could not have been for very long as the street we are on is familiar to myself. I walk here often, and if I'm not mistaken, up ahead should be a small neighbourhood park.

We'll be there very soon at this pace, maybe I should say something?

"I- euhm..."
What should I say? They must have saved me from that situation, so, at the very least.
"...Thank you."

They don't appear to acknowledge it, but at the very least, I know they heard me. That's good enough.

It is not long after that we arrive at a park bench, as we quite enjoyed the quiet meanwhile between. It was a short walk, although by the time after everything had happened, the sun was beginning to set, turning the sky an ever so slight shade of pale orange. Dusk may be my least favourite time of day, but in this instance I feel relaxed. It must be because of after everything that happened, I've spent all my energy. Yeah, that must be it.

Here we are, and it isn't long before we find a place to rest. Perfect, I needed this. I'll take the chance to lean back and rest, held up by the palms of my hands. I'm expecting to hear 'the question' any moment now, I resign myself in a relaxed manner, eyes closed, because it doesn't bother me.

"So then. Would you mind telling me what you are? I can't say that I've ever met a talking...doll before. It surely is an oddity."

Ahh, there it is. It is such a common question that I've learned to expect it at this point.
"...Before that, shouldn't we exchange names first? Mine is Shio, also Kyrou, it's a pleasure."
It definitely doesn't bother me.

That is because one as powerful such as myself cannot lower myself to be bothered by such things, indeed, it is trivial. Rest assured by the manner in which I display my carefree demeanour so openly to you, my subordinate, that I am in fact not bothered by this transgression in the slightest.

"...Rest assured, I am no talking doll. I am in fact, a hollow. It is understandable that you would not recognize as such immediately, do not worry, I'll forgive you this once."

What do you think of that!? So humble, am I not?

Furthermore, with my diminished powers, she is not the first to make such an assumption. Oh well, I'm quite happy just to be finally free from that place. Maybe that's apparent from my tone and bright smile, but I really don't like being kept in one place for so long! Well, it was against my will...

Anyway, that's neither here or now.

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[Ailene Haschiro]

As they were beginning to approach the park, Ailene briefly caught the words that Shio was offering her. "I- euhm...Thank you." Ailene focused on the walk ahead of them and her eyes darted down to look at Shio for a split-second as they returned forward. She did not want to look crazy to others by looking like she was a grown woman talking to a doll, but the sentiment had touched her a little. Her cheeks flushed for a moment as she continued to push forward. Being in a shopping district, she would pass the usual. Men and women advertising their shops along the street, schoolchildren hanging out with their friends and the like. A few other stores caught the eye of the Arrancar, but for now she had to get to the bottom of this strange doll that she had purchased.

Entering the park and sitting down at a nearby bench, Ailene let her belongings down gently, watching others in the park for a moment. Blankets were laid out, baskets of food shared among any laughing family members. Truly it was heartwarming sight. Thankfully they were the only ones in the immediate vicinity and were far enough away that the Arrancar could speak without being deemed as a lunatic. She looked down at Shio, eagerly studying her with a thoughtful analysis. First it seemed though that an icebreaker was in order. As Ailene asked the question of what Shio was, the Mod Soul interjected, speaking to establish names. "...Before that, shouldn't we exchange names first? Mine is Shio, also Kyrou, it's a pleasure."

Ailene smiled for a moment, showing a very gentle disposition. She would reach down and, using her fingertips, gently grasp the hand of Shio. She would practically shake the Mod Soul's miniature hand as she spoke. "Well, the pleasure it all mine Shio. Please do forgive my manners. My name is Ailene Haschiro, Arrancar of Las Noches." She did not give any further mention of her identification. The past had show her that the title of Espada carried weight with it. Not just as a title to intimidate others, but it also plastered a massive target on her back. Granted, Shio did not seem anywhere near the strength at which she could harm Ailene. Regardless, she did not want to scare her away.

As it was time for Shio to reveal her nature, Ailene could not help but blink for a moment as she stared at Shio for a moment. While she could easily hide the shock, she was for lack of a better word dumbfounded. "...Rest assured, I am no talking doll. I am in fact, a hollow. It is understandable that you would not recognize as such immediately, do not worry, I'll forgive you this once." After the shock faded, a smile formed on Ailene's lips. This was certainly interesting. She had proclaimed herself to be a Hollow. Additionally, the tone of voice held by Shio almost made it seem as though the Mod Soul believed she held power over Ailene. Normally this would likely irritate any other Espada. After all, to most of them, their power and strength meant everything to them. To have it belittled by someone so tiny and insignificant would be an insult. Ailene was merely amused. 

Ailene looked down at Shio's small form, giggling for a moment. Ailene was not particularly gifted in sensing the souls of others, but she knew Hollow reiatsu when she sensed it. After all, she was surrounded by it all the time. Shio gave off nothing of the sort. Ailene merely raised an eyebrow. "Could this simply be a title to her? Or does she actually believe herself to be a Arrancar...?" This was, for lack of a better word, uncharted waters for Ailene. She had never met anyone who had falsely proclaimed themselves as Hollow. While it was true that Hollows came in all shapes and sizes, Hell, a Hollow she had met prior was a tiny cat, this one did not give off the same impression. For now, she'd play along and entertain the idea.

As Ailene spoke again, her presence would feel comforting. Whereas many other Espada were sometimes described as cold and distant or even being able to feel a sinister side of them, Ailene would likely have no such effect. It was caring, almost like that of a mother. "Well then Lady Shio, it is an honor to meet such a fierce Hollow as yourself. If I may ask since I can't seem to recognize it on you, where is your Hollow hole and your Hollow mask?" Ailene would try to dig up as much as she could to get to the bottom of this. For that, she decided to appeal to Shio. Though at the end of the day, she was a doll resembling a humanoid fox. To add to her warming soul, Ailene would reach down and using her thumb, gently rub Shio's head, focusing specifically on her ears. Ailene was giving Shio the doll equivalent of scritches. She could not help herself. The doll was beyond adorable. 

[Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou]

Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou

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They must be in shock, hah! It's understandable. They must be given adequate time in order to truly appreciate the depth of my power. Well, behold with your gaze my subordinate the form in which I take, peer into its most deepest energies and you will see - you will understand!

At... at least that is what I'm hoping.

And 'No.', I am definitely not shifting my eyes back and forth to get a better look at Ailene's expression. Whilst it may be true that every hollow I've come across thus far has denied my legitimacy, it is only because they lack the strength to sense it; my power. Yes, my acquaintance Ailene will know better, I'm sure of it! After all, she may be one of the strongest subordinates I've come across so far, so therefore she must-!

"Well then Lady Shio, it is an honor to meet such a fierce Hollow as yourself. If I may ask since I can't seem to recognize it on you, where is your Hollow hole and your Hollow mask?"

'L-l-l-l-la... Lady Shio?!'

The homuncular doll leans almost her whole body and head backward, accompanied by this profound shock, she feels a rush of excitement and energy well up from within herself as she springs up to her feet. In a very sudden - and almost comical - fashion, she points directly at Ailene.

Haaahh~! I knew it, I felt something was different about this one.

Scritch scritch. Scritch scritch...

"Yes, precisely! I am one of the most fiercest and powerful hollows in the Espada - a Vasto Lorde!"
As if such a revelation was only natural, she folds her arms and continues.

"My powers are greatly diminished at this moment - yes, it is tragic. That is why I must appear before you in this form, with no broken mask or severed chain of fate of proof of my legitimacy. Many have had doubt in me..."

All those posers with next to none spiritual power at all! Prancing around Hueco Mundo in their own dorky fashion like the big oafs they are! - If only they knew. If only they knew the true depths of my ability unleashed they would not dare to question me so! AHHRKH- it's so annoying! I can feel my brows furrow just thinking upon their chastising faces, the nerve! Once I'm back up to full strength, they will apologize! Definitely, without a doubt, grovel before me! Ahem. It would be unsightly of me to lose my composure any further.

"Yes, but they lack the ability. You, on the other hand, were able to see right through me. You have talent, you've impressed me. Well done."

Once I increase my power it will definitely come back, my severed chain of fate and mask, for sure!

Scritch scritch. Scritch scritch...

But what is this sensation against my head. It's not... it's not, an unwelcome one... but it's so, so very; that is to say... hmm. It's not a disagreeable - one... but, something isn't quite right here.

On that impulse Shio looks up to gaze upon Ailene, the one thumbing between her ears, with a deadpan stare.

"Are you... petting me?"

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[Ailene Haschiro]

Ailene's archaic nature began to slowly show. She addressed most who she met as Lady or Sir. It was simply the way she was raised. As she referred to Shio as such, the Arrancar's eyes detailed the reaction from the doll. She could see a figurative jolt wake her. A surge of energy rush through her. As Shio's soul positively glowed, the Arrancar could not help, but close her eyes and give her a warm smile as the Mod Soul spoke. "Yes, precisely! I am one of the most fiercest and powerful hollows in the Espada - a Vasto Lorde!" For a moment, Ailene would say nothing. She would give no reaction except for her previous warm smile. This had become much more interesting.

It seemed that Shio truly did believe that she was a Hollow and to add to it she believed that she was one of the Espada or even that she could become one. Ailene's purple orbits flashed for a moment as she looked down at Shio who she would be slowly petting at this point, she would watch her continue on her tangent. Ailene was unsure of her true nature. Yet Shio's next comment would give the Arrancar some insight into Shio's origins. "My powers are greatly diminished at this moment - yes, it is tragic. That is why I must appear before you in this form, with no broken mask or severed chain of fate of proof of my legitimacy. Many have had doubt in me..."

Ailene nodded for a moment as she tilted her head. Her soul reached out once more, trying to read anything that she could. Any semblance of Hollow reiatsu. After yet another attempt, her verdict would not change. Shio did not sense like a Hollow. Once more, Arrancars' thoughts raced as she tried to make heads or tails of this. "Could it be a trick? Was Shio able to truly hide her Hollow reiatsu within this doll? Or was it something else...?" Ailene tapped her chin for a moment as she trying to think and listen at the same time, separating the two processes. "A soul in a doll...why does that sound so familiar?" Ailene, a scholar for many decades, always tried to expand her understanding. In that moment, it seemed that Shio triggered a memory, but the Arrancar had trouble recalling it. She would probe further, but for now, she'd see if Shio had anything to add. 

Though for as analytical and cautious as the Arrancar was, Shio would utterly disarm her. "Yes, but they lack the ability. You, on the other hand, were able to see right through me. You have talent, you've impressed me. Well done." Ailene simply blushed for a moment, her pale cheeks assuming a tint of pink. It seemed that the Arrancar was certainly susceptible to flattery, even from someone much weaker than her. She smiled as it only convinced her to continue giving the doll scritches. Though it seemed that the unsolicited pets would soon be noticed. Ailene saw a deadpan stare of perhaps shock when Shio looked up. "Are you... petting me?"

Oh no. It appeared that she had been found out. Ailene chuckled for a moment. There was no point in denying. As such, the Arrancar simply nodded her head and spoke to elaborate. "Well, I suppose that I am. You see, I can't resist petting a gem such as yourself." Ailene was not lying. She did pet anything that she came across that even remotely had feline features. In this case, the fox ears of the doll made the Arrancar very fond of Shio. She adored the Mod Soul for the vessel that she inhabited, but for right now, Ailene also enjoyed their company. They were polite to her if a little prideful. The only thing that Ailene could not get behind was her being a hollow. She'd need to dig deeper. Perhaps the former flattery would lower the Mod Souls defenses.

Ailene tapped her chin for a moment, hoping that her earlier compliment would quell the wrath, however small, from Shio. She'd speak in a rather calming and warming voice once more. "Well Lady Shio, if I may ask, where were you formed?" Ailene tilted her head, realizing it was not the right word she was looking for. "What I mean is where did you find yourself becoming a Hollow." Ailene would point at herself and reveal a little fact about herself as a show of faith. "For example, I found myself dying in the Human World far from here in a distant land nearly seven-hundred years ago after which I became a Hollow." The reveal her own age was not without purpose. Ailene knew that age meant experience and wisdom. For an Arrancar, most notably, it meant that they had beaten the odds. They survived the hell of Hueco Mundo and the existence of a Hollow. Ailene was hoping that Shio would understand that and get a new outlook on what she was dealing with. 

[Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou]

Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou

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At first, Shio is left overly dumbfounded by the forwardness; both of Ailene's gesture, and her reply. Within the moments proceeding her question, it is as though the body of this self-proclaimed 'Vasto Lorde' shuts down in entirety - all remaining but a shallow husk without a word left to speak out for itself. Simply existing firm on top of this tiny cardboard box, equally as petite as herself, without any glowing to be seen left within her eyes.

It was as though the entirety of Shio had 'shut-down', temporarily, just to process this one fact.

This woman- she, she... actually is petting me. Me, of all hollows.

Upon reciting this to herself, for a brief glimpse, a fraction of a moment in time - it is as though everything simply, stops. The setting sun in complete standstill, birds frozen in mid-flight - their chirping ceased. Those people in or around the park, only existing as constructs, much like the playground set; the dirt, the trees - no longer whilstling, the cicadas... and even the very bench they are sat upon. It is complete, total, stillness.

This isn't right.

Gradually, the soft flutter of wings continues, but in slow motion; those within the park move but in a fraction of their usual speed. Cicadas chirping their wings in mesmerizing fashion, like the slow beat of a drum. Louder, and louder.

Is she trying to belittle me..?

Ailene's very lips move at a fragment of their usual movement, so slow, as measured enough as though you might spell out every syllable alongside her - and even slower still.

Are they all just... trying to ridicule, me?

The cicadas, only to her, continue to beat, increase in their volume, the only noise she can comprehend; like ventriloquism, Ailene's words, her questions, do not register upon her own fox ears. Neither do the birds, or the others within the park. Just that one drill noise, on repeat; over and over again. Without even knowing her own breath is held, without knowing her own eyes had gone wide, her pupils shrunk and shaking violently.

Irritating... it's so, irritating!

...

"-and nearly seven-hundred years ago, after which I became a Hollow."
For the very first since Ailene had continued talking, Shio remembers, to 'breath'.

And in doing so, her entire world spins in rotation once again.

"...Huh?"
Without truly realizing when, she had clenched her small fist into a ball.

"...Ahh- ahah. Sorry, Ailene, I should really be leaving."

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[Ailene Haschiro]

Ailene's questioning had quickly become a string in information as she detailed her own experience. As she spoke on it, she could not help, but reminisce. It was almost as if she, alongside Shio, entered an alternate state of mind for a moment. Visions began emerging to the Arrancar. The form of a quaint village, the looming shadow of a distant castle casting over it. She saw much that perplexed her for a moment yet it all seemed so familiar. Families tilling fields, children running around and the sound of chatter that echoed through the village. Among all these little sounds, one stood out. The sound of hammer hitting steel. Her vision shifted for a moment as she heard it. 

As the interior of a house along with the workshop came to view, Ailene recognized much of it. It should have been strange to her. Then there it was again. Clang. Bang. It was as if she was moving in the memory. A ghost watching others interact A fly on the wall. She began to tread cautiously, slowly moving to the source of the sound. As she peeked around the corner of a door, Ailene saw a face that she had not seen for a long time. Wild black hair, an extremely pale complexion and pale grey eyes were the most defining features. The figure was hunched over an anvil, hammering away. The embers of a nearby forge strangely gave Ailene a sense of warmth and comfort. A feeling of hearth. 

Before she even had a chance to say the name of her past self, she felt herself shift again. Her vision went black for a moment. Soon she'd be overwhelmed by the sight of green. Trees covered every inch of the nearby land. The Espada felt herself digging her feet into the dirt, crushed leaves and other debris. It was then that she sensed a presence. Her vision shifted as though she was not in control of it. The same figure from before. Ailene whispered to herself. "Kazuna..." It felt bizarre. It was almost as if this time she was not in control of her own movements. She treaded forward, stalking in the shadows. Talons dug into the soil beneath as Ailene felt herself and the other presence breath, growling softly.

They approached the figure, kneeling against a tree. As they looked at him, Ailene felt a number of emotions. Joy...but also sadness. Sadness would soon become anger. Then the anger advanced, as she felt a sudden bloodlust overtake her. Her vision became tinted red as the feeling in that moment became familiar. Her mind dissected it as she whispered to herself. "The Eternal Hunger..." The term that Ailene used to describe the ravenous appetite that Hollows possessed. Suddenly a ringing filled her ears, a shriek overtook her senses, feeling as though her head would explode. A soft hum emerged from the creature with which Ailene was sharing vision. A wispy haze slowly filled the area. Leaves that fell to the ground began to shrivel. To wilt. The bark of trees turned a sickly grey. And then Kazuna gripped his head. He coughed, rubbing his head as another cough befell him. This time, blood dripped from his lips. The figures posture crumbled. Kazuna lay on the floor, coughing and wheezing. He tried to crawl, but he felt weak. Ailene's vision began to darken with Kazuna. As everything darkened, she could still make out the rising of smoke in the distance. Then everything went black.

As Ailene regained command of her vision, she blinked rapidly, seeing the familiar presence of a park. Her breathing had quickened as if she had seen a ghost. Her hands were sitting on her lap. Ailene's hands were shaking. Her mind raced as she tried to make heads or tails of what just happened. She tried to calm herself down as she dissected what she just saw. "Is that how it happened Kazuna...is that how you met your end?" The Espada shivered at the thought. The feeling of talons, the haze, the shriek. It all made sense. It was her. Eleana on the day that she had killed Kazuna. Her breathing slowed as she narrowed her eyes. Suddenly she heard the Mod Soul next to her pipe up. "...Huh?"

Ailene looked down at the figure next to her. The Espada did not remember the Mod Soul answering. Had she zoned out as well? Regardless, Ailene heard another remark from Shio that admittedly had her raise an eyebrow. "...Ahh- ahah. Sorry, Ailene, I should really be leaving." She...wanted to leave? The Espada's eyes narrowed. Feline-like slits now stood in place as the Arrancar thought about it. No matter what Shio claimed to be, Ailene knew her to be a doll. A doll in the Human World. It stood to reason, especially based on the story that the owner of the Treasure Trove had told her, that Shio would find herself being taken again. Captured for lack of a better word. 

The Arrancar hummed for a moment. Was this sudden desire to leave because of her pets? Did Shio feel as though her pride was in jeopardy. Well regardless, Ailene knew that she would likely get herself into trouble. Her history to date showed her to be the pridefully arrogant type. She that was not all she was. She clearly had the capacity to be gentle. To be polite. Ailene valued traits like this. It reminded her of herself. Besides, she had times when she was prideful in herself or her Hollow bretheren. Could she truly blame Shio for her disposition? Perhaps not. Yet there was so much more to be discovered about this rather unique individual. 

Ailene sat up, her voice changing from entirely gentle to a more protective tone of voice. "I see." Her eyes carried a melancholy expression before she brightened up once more. "Say, why don't I accompany you. After all, Lady Shio, I'd certainly be curious to see what a Hollow such as yourself is capable of!" She smiled for a moment. If Shio gave any indication to refuse, there would be a momentary glint in Ailene's eyes. As she spoke, Ailene unconsciously let her reiatsu flow. As she did, it would feel ice cold for a moment. As if Shio's very body was freezing. If Shio focused even more, she'd feel and hear something behind Ailene's words. A shrill and monstrous roar, almost as if her reiatsu was forming into the depiction of a darkened beast behind her. "Please, I insist." Just as quickly as the darkness and roar had emerged, so quickly they would dissipate as Ailene's reiatsu would feel warm and soothing again. 

[Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou]

Shio "Mod Soul" Kyrou

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Ailene has grown much more serious than before, I can feel the spiritual energies in the atmosphere change around us, did she notice? Even if she did, there's no mistaking the decision I have made; I definitely cannot stay here. Insignificant though it may be, it would be rude to repay the debt I owe her... with, violence. Even now I can still feel that emotion emerging, bubbling to the surface ready to boil over, my hands are trembling. Even to say this much, to part ways and leave it at that, might have been too much. I'm starting to calm now, but not yet.

Just to surpress this emotion, is akin to carving a knife through my own chest. It is painful, it is against my nature - and I know that.

So please Ailene, just agree to part ways and be done with it. Her spiritual pressure is enormous even now, I feel my lips tremble under its weight. Furthermore, she isn't even trying to exert it. What little instinct I have has been telling me to leave as soon as possible, on repeat, since the moment I awoke. There is nothing to hum about - nothing to consider - just leave! I can't deceive myself for much longer.

I don't want to fight you.

As though screaming that urge to affirm her own stance on the matter, deeply into her soul. Time and time again, just to prevent herself from snapping. However, Ailene may have already noticed with her keen analytical skills, the edge of Shio's doll face lips twinge upward. Eyes that seem to portray her being nervous, yet a smile she is attempting to withhold. In that very moment, awaiting Ailene's reply, she is holding back her own emotion by lying to herself.

Shio desperately needed to let go of her pent up anger, but she had no outlet. Therefore, in spite of her feelings of not wanting to offend Ailene, she could not betray this visceral feeling she had latched onto her, either; her smile was that of excitement, muddled with fear, birthed by misdirected hate.

All of the visitors of the park were beginning to leave, placing just the two of them alone.

"I see."

That tone of voice... does this mean she finally understands? Good, I'd like to end our encounter on a positive note, if possible. It's a good thing, we both get to leave, and neither of us get hurt. This is how it should be. Hhhh... I think I can finally allow myself to begin to calm down now. Why is my face still tense, though? And why do I still feel so apprehensive as to not let my guard down. What am I...-

"Say, why don't I accompany you. After all, Lady Shio, I'd certainly be curious to see what a Hollow such as yourself is capable of!"

...Don't, just shut up - Ailene. Not another word.

"Please, I insist."

As the icy cold winds of Ailene's unleashed reiatsu explode, the unexpected torrent rips and tears through Shio's facade, like paper; a whole sheet is torn from her face, revealing the smile of a prideful, deranged maniac underneath.

Crushed under the pressure, being assaulted by a spiritual pressure far greater than her own, she cracks wide open like an egg. A whole layer of ugly, instinctual hate laid bare to see. Under a grin that - given the circumstances - portrayed her innermost thoughts; to those who could not read such thoughts, could not understand why she grinned madly as such, it would be comprehended as nothing short of insanity.

Her delirium in full manifestation in wake of the chorus of screams that pierced her mind.

And in this perfect moment of singularity - of confrontation. Ailene would be able to grasp ahold of these feelings, to glimpse them for just a moment under her analytical eye should tell her everything she wished to know.

Shio is capable of fear, yet her own pride may be the strongest emotion she possesses. It overpowers everything else, it is dangerous, it goes further beyond the truth of her ability. It is delusion itself.

Above everrything, it puts herself in danger; as a soul who is clearly willing to die for it.

"I gave you a chance to leave."
It would seem as though this situation was about to escalate.

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[Ailene Haschiro]

This was cetainly something that the Espada was not used to doing. Ailene was, for all intents and purposes, one of, if not, the most level-headed and non-combative Espada in Las Noches. She preferred to go about situations in a non-violent manner. To utilize her friendly demeanor as a weapon to disarm foes. This time, however, the Espada approached things a little different. Whereas her warm disposition and soothing reiatsu inspired calm and ease of mind, this side of her reiatsu would be completely different. Cold to the touch and intimidating, it inspired fear and dominance. The goal was certainly not to fight Shio, only to make her more agreeable.

As the reiatsu washed over her though, Ailene kept a pretty good eye on her. After all, she'd need to wait and see her response. It would dictate their next moves, perhaps even their relationship from here on out. That's when Ailene saw it develop. It started small and began to grow. A grin. The Espada simply raised an eyebrow at this development. It was curious. Was it fear? No. It didn't feel right. Perhaps anticipation? Somehow Ailene felt that not even that was an accurate way to describe this situation. She began to read Shio's body movements. She held her head high. She would not allow herself to crumble before what Ailene represented. A coming storm. That's when it hit Ailene.

"Pride...that's what's keeping her going, but that also means..." Ailene's own expression darkened for a moment. This could escalate. Immediately, the Arrancar's mind jumped to a familiar figure. That of Luca Castabella. A Fullbringer whom Ailene had met many moons ago. He shared many characteristics with Shio. Stubborn. Prideful. A temper that was likely to get them into trouble. Ailene bit her lip for a moment as she reminisced upon the result of that encounter. She had utterly crushed the Fullbringer under her claws. She struck him down with little problem. Though there was one problem. She was not herself then. She had given into her Resurrección. Her alter ego. 

The result was a broken and battered Luca who she had left to grow stronger. Sure, she tried to make amends for the incident, to bury the hatchet. Despite that though, Ailene recognized it as one of her most shameful moments. A time when she had given herself to madness. When she had succumbed to an indescribable bloodlust. The Arrancar continued to watch Shio for any movements. Any indication that she would need to defend herself. Ailene's analytical eye allowed her to process information at much quicker rates than others. Her heightened empathic ability when combined with such a keen idea would allow her to assess the intentions of most.

After the long silence that existed between them, the air growing thicker, Shio spoke. "I gave you a chance to leave." Ailene sighed. There it was. The Espada knew challenges well. She understood hostility as well. She put up with it almost every day of her existence. They had moved past reason and had given in to her own base emotions. Ailene had no idea just how strong this one was. Was she truly weak? A strength mimicking her appearance? Or was this more like Ailene's own situation. Did she hide a valley of strength within? Ready to be unleashed? Ailene would approach this entire situation carefully. She sighed once more, biting her lip as she resigned to the route that this encounter had led them on.

She would not draw her blade. She would not move. Instead, her eyes would simply scan over Shio. She tried to tell herself that this was salvageable. That there was some other way to go about this. Nothing. Ailene could come up with no alternative. She sighed, rising to her feet for a moment. Her hand planted against her waist, Ailene would speak in a rather neutral tone. Her reiatsu would feel neither soothing nor frightening. It simply...existed, stuck in a limbo. "I see that we've reached a critical point. If it truly is a challenge that you seek. To bring me down to my knees, then I will happily oblige. It seems that even us Arrancar are still Hollows at the end of the day...existing only to fight amongst ourselves."

[Ludwig Verrlicht]

I'll grading this for ya'll so here's your rewards for this.

Kyrou - You had more than 50 paragraphs (lotta conversions of those 1-2 line sentences in addition to your full paragrpahs) -> 50% Social bonus with Ailene

Ailene - Counted 42 paragraphs -> 40% Social bonus with Kyrou