We Own The Night [Joint Training]

[Camila Adaronde]

Very little actively bested how Camila felt about the nighttime. She absolutely adored it; the sounds to come with the busy streets in the center of town, the vague sights of stars to be seen through the light pollution, and everything that came with the world at the time. She couldn't help but smile as she and Albin walked down the street, looking for a bit of conflict to spice up the evening. After all, that was simply in their nature to do.

Eventually, they'd get to causing a bit of trouble. For the time being, however, the opportunity to simply enjoy the evening was at hand. That, however, didn't stop either of them from flaring their rather noteworthy spiritual presence around the town. While not applying the gravitational force that came from that level of power, they certainly were making no effort to hide any presence. Any Shinigami that was going to come to them was more than welcome to try. Camila would make sure that wasn't going to last very long.

Throwing her arms behind her head with a soft sigh, she continued to take in the surroundings with a smile upon her face. "Y'know," she spoke, not turning her attention back to the gentleman that followed behind her, "there's certainly something to be missed about all of this, y'know? The lights, the smells, the sounds... so much better than damnation, that's for sure." She chuckled, prompting one in return from Albin. With a nod of his head, he agreed. "Can't say I doubt it. It's certainly a change of pace from the Gotei, that's for sure."

Taking another moment to look around where she could, trying to take in her surroundings just to stay alert where she could, Camila continued. "I still can't believe you got yourself affiliated with those fucks," she spoke, "especially after all you told me about lying through my teeth to steer clear of all of that." With a sigh, the Hollow responded once more. "And I'm surprised you ended up nearly getting the both of us killed. Be grateful that I made a deal with not one, but two hellions in order to get out out of that."

Chuckling again, Camila found herself coming to a stop. The sidewalk they'd been walking down had come to a few branching paths; all of which had led to places that they'd never seen before. Neither of them had really explored this part of Karakura before, so it wasn't anything outrageous for them to be almost lost. With a soft sigh, both turned around, and continued walking back the way they came; back toward civilization. "Yeah, fair enough. Can't really argue with that."

[Aura Kyuketsuki]

The eyes can be decieved. Walking. Talking. Frolicking among the Living as one of their own, and without the better assumption that they be monsters among them. Both eyes and ears that peered through the crowds of the night scene. They were always watching as one of them. Fingers fidget, jerking with stamping motions that pulled the strings of those that befell to them before. Puppets that made their range of detection all the better, relying information as quickly as it was heard. The Bounts have made Karakura their nesting grounds, and watched all that came abroad. However, Aura did enjoy taking on some investigations personally.

The whispers that fell into her ears rang loudly with news, of something that stunk with an intriguing aroma. While Aura herself didn't have superb detection abilties, but those of her kin did. The Covenant served, filling in the wedges of what Aura lacked in the few departments that she couldn't compete in. While being the oldest of those in the group it didn't mean that she was that informative, or keen on certain things. For that, she leaned on others to bring her up to speed, thus serving as additional arms and other appendages. Thus, Aura watched. "Mother..." Aura smiled. "Let's play a game shall we?" Standing as the Bount trio watched from a seventh floor balcony, Aura directed her finger outwards as she issued the silent command.

Individuals that remained distant yet close to the target as the pair wandered back into the crowd. A pair that leaned against the building in the narrow alleyway. Eyes that watched from the corner as Camila passed. A small group of girls that grumbled and complained about their daily workload in the office, shooting a glance while idle off the edge of the sidewalk. A flare of spiritual pressure that conveyed one's own presence was a bit arrogant, yet not unplanned. Aura grinned with curousity as it was similar to that of a Shinigami. Similar, but that was all. There was something more to it. "Mhmm, yeah. Looks to be walking in the other direction now, but not in uniform or anything." Perhaps a Gigai? Aura first thought to herself. Not if they were announcing themselves like they did before, then no. Something more was afoot, and Aura wanted to know. So, she nodded.

A clap of the cellphone closed signaled the others, fanning and following the pair of unknowns. Black scarfs wrapped around each of the pursuers, looking for more from what they had before. Bounts that did as what predators do when hunting. But, who was truly the predator in this case. Was there a point to making lower class Bounts keeping tabs on this individual? Aura stood before the railing as she continued to look over the dazzling lights of Karakura. "Who is the cat, and who is mouse..."

[Camila Adaronde]

As the two continued to walk down the sidewalk, slowly making their way back toward the central areas of Karakura, Camila threw her hands behind her head. For the most part, everything had felt... almost normal. Like she'd felt back before she died. Like the streets were hers to roam once again, and that absolutely nothing was going to stop her from doing what she pleased. Though, such a feeling was eventually bound to come to an end.

As the two continued to simply focus their attention toward finding their way home, both sighed almost in sync with one another. Quite a number of thoughts rushed through Camila's head. For starters, she wondered how Sylvanas was holding down the fort back home; how she was managing everything, and if she was keeping the apartment under control. She'd thought that she left the girl enough money, but five whole years had passed since she was cast into Hell; had she been able to keep the apartment?

If nothing else, the two would find out soon enough. For the time, however, they'd need to navigate through this maze of a town all over again! After spending so long away, it only made sense that the two had lost a bit of touch from the town's layout. Perhaps that'd come with time once more, but it was ultimately hard to say. Regardless of that fact, the two continued to spend their evening trying to find "home" once more.

As the two continued to walk, Camila herself made rather keen notice of... something. While she couldn't quite put a finger on it, and while the girl's sensory abilities were certainly nowhere near her peers, she was a good deal above the human average. So much so, that picking up on some level of footsteps that had been trailing the two for a little while grew ever more apparent with each passing minute. Eventually, the girl stopped dead in her tracks. "Albin," she muttered, "hold for just a moment."

Waiting just a second, before eventually turning around as quickly as she could, she decided to shout. "Come out!" Her words carried as far as they could, and as far as Camila could force them to reach. She wasn't about to put up with someone tailing her like this; whether she was in this damned fake body or not. Keeping a steady hand toward her side, with Albin keeping himself at the ready, the two prepared for whatever was to come. While a fight wasn't exactly what they were looking for at the moment, they weren't going to turn one down should it break out.

[Aura Kyuketsuki]

The taps of footsteps echoed down the complex's staircase. The trio made their move whilst the details were being sent over. A female Bount with her ear glued to the phone, paired with her partner in matching black suits. Both tailing closely the one that referred to herself as a "Mother" to the Bounts. That same woman whose smile grew all the more from side to side with the information that was mumbled from out of her rear escort. Aura's senses expanded to keep tabs on the small group that pursued, ever more interested on the individuals that they came into contact with. Not that trailing individuals with spiritual capabilities was new to the Bounts, with their own information network growing as they moved into public sectors of Karakura, and slowly into the private areas. Their expansion of how far, and how keen their hearing was what allowed them to keep themselves in the loop of spiritual activity. Cross referencing rumors, investigating what would be considered outrageous claims, and making a mistakes to help root out what was and what wasn't. All of the efforts made was what made the Covenant prosperous for when they would declare war on Soul Society.

The Bounts descended as those that followed continued with their investigation, being called out from the contrast of light that was meant to keep them concealed. The shout shook the small group from where they halted. Eyes that hued red from transitioning light to darkness as shadows were cast upon them. One remained at the rear continuing to speak on her cellphone with the other two guiding the small pack toward the alleys. "Come on. Too close to the public." the man said from the pair. "We don't want to make a scene like the one you are going to cause." his partner added as they backed up further into the shadows, guiding only by the red light that beamed from their eyes.

To follow, to see, to learn, when the eyes fall onto thee they will never look away. The Bounts have set their eyes, looking at a foreigner that has entered their territory. Aura's feet had met with the ground, clinging to the element that gave life to their abilities; to what they were naturally gifted with. The Shinigami had created the Bounts by accident or by intended purpose, yet, to be cast aside when they were deemed too dangerous. A level of caution that Aura had to maintain to a degree when bringing the Bounts back to life. She needed to what this foreigner was as she stood across an opened lot. Construction underway for a new building, baring its bones and frame. Materials scattered about from a finished working day, and retired for another.

The construction site was where something new would be born. It will take shape into what it was meant to be. Across from the zig zag passages that led to the site, and across of what was meant to be. Aura's amber eyes remained trained, following the steady pace of which the others will arrive through, and if not, then she would be the one to move next as her shadow expanded, turning the pavement into utter black.

[Camila Adaronde]

As she called out to the relatively empty street, seeing nothing of note, Camila furrowed her brow. The girl had been filled with a rather noteworthy feeling and sense of unease. Had her and Albin been under watch the whole time? Or was this a more recent thing? She couldn't tell, but regardless of whether that was the case or not, she did not enjoy that feeling. Turning to Albin, whom had begun to walk passed her at this point, Camila spoke.

"You feel that too, yeah?" She asked. Waiting for just a moment as the Hollow continued to simply walk on, not saying a word, Camila began to grow rather impatient. "Hey!" She called to him, "I asked you a damned question, don't you-" she stopped speaking. Within that moment, her attention had changed from Albin, to the glowing red lights that seemed to plague the way the two had been facing. Stopping in her tracks for a moment, Albin decided to chip in.

"Are you through shouting?" He asked her, "because as it seems, there's something out there. I'm going to investigate; after you're done throwing whatever kind of fear-fit you're currently in, you're welcome to join." Continuing to walk, Albin paid the girl no mind. His focus had been almost laser-set on whatever it was that was moving about the darkness, though making its presence somewhat well-known in the process. He was curious, if nothing else.

"F-fine!" she shouted back, running to catch up, "you don't have to be an ass about it, though." Stuffing her hands into the pockets currently on her hoodie, she simply followed next to the Hollow, walking alongside him as necessary in order to keep up. She couldn't deny her own level of curiosity over just whatever had been out there, watching over the two of them, but it seemed that they were going to eventually get their answer. Well, hopefully, at least.

Crossing through pathways and making their way across the streets and sidewalks as necessary, Camila and Albin followed rather dutifully behind the moving lights. All the while, neither of them let a hand off their sword (or in Camila's case, a hand away from the side of her sword, given her hands were still tucked in her hoodie). Both did what they could to stay vigilant in case something had decided to take advantage of the distractedness the two were in the middle of dealing with.

In time, however, assuming there were no change in plans, and the two had been able to follow the whole time, they'd eventually stumble upon the construction site. Taking a few moments to peer around, Camila watched rather tentatively. She couldn't help but wonder just what they'd been doing here; why they'd been led here. There had to have been some kind of reason, but what was that??