Friends on the Other Side [Social]

[Camila Adaronde]

In truth? It was rather mind-blowing how often Camila found herself in New York. First, her fight with Kimiko, and after that her little self-training experience nearly tearing down the city. It had been quite a wild ride over the last two weeks, that was for sure. Though, she still had a bit of unfinished business in the City. Well, that was a bit of a stretch; she had business outside of the city, further north. Unfortunately for her, Kumon hadn't exactly been the most reliable form of travel, and she was brought well-within the heart of the damned place.

Letting out a soft sigh, the Vizard took a look around. If nothing else, it seemed that a number of people were still doing what they could in order to get the place patched up, n' fully repaired. She'd done quite a bit of damage with her recent attacks if nothing else; such made itself exceedingly clear. Though, that wasn't why she was here today. She needed to get out of the place post-haste. After all, she'd given herself a mission; one that she wasn't going to just default on if she could help it.

Kicking it into high gear, Camila immediately took the to lower roofs of the city. Silently cursing to herself with how slow she'd ended up being without Albin, she continued forward to the best of her ability. After their battle, there was still quite a bit for her to get used to. Her spiritual prowess had dropped rather significantly given that he hadn't seemed to be inhabiting her soul anymore (at least, according to Camila), so she'd been forced to pick up the slack to the best of her ability. Thankfully, her newfound abilities had helped her with that.

Though, this wasn't the time for her to dawdle. Continuing on, and leaping from rooftop to rooftop as she moved about, Camila took the opportunity to continue onward at an ever-increasing pace, thanks to her Hakuda training. She'd get outside the city; it'd only be a matter of time, provided that nothing else sought to stop her along the way. There was no way that was going to happen though, right?

[Celes Castellanos]

Today was shaping up to be an ordinary day. The sun was shining, the birds were humming, and an ominous glow filled the streets. The sparks of reiryoku all coalesced into a yellow orb of searing energy. The Arrancar laughed maniacally. "Haha! You die today Shinigami! Fell the wrath of my Cero!" The orb rapidly expanded and rocketed forth from the Arrancars' finger. It consumed everything in its path. Trees, cars and trash alike. All of it was going to burn beneath its burning fury. 

Despite its ferocity, however, the Shinigami clicked her tongue. Her hand rested upon the purple hilt of her Zanpakutō. "Yeah, like I haven't heard that one more times than I can count..." Within the span of a single breath, the girl's blade leapt forth from its sheath. A clean vertical cut along its length, practically split the Cero in half. The force of strike also generated a powerful gust of wind which crashed against the Cero and rippled through it. As the glow dissipated and the ground sizzled, the Shinigami stood upon an undamaged piece of the road. This Shinigami was the Captain of the Tenth herself, Celes Shindazu.

She sighed for a moment. She had been sent here due to the escalating amount of Hollow activity. Something or someone was causing needless amounts of chaos. New York, though, was a big city. This could've been various Hollows or perhaps even a singular Espada. Regardless, she had found herself face to face with this Arrancar. Thus far though? He had displayed himself to be pathetically weak. His boisterous bluster was getting tiresome. "Listen. I've told you before that I'll let you leave if you retreat."

It was not unlike the girl to shoot for this kind of resolution. She meant no ill will towards anyone. Only those that actively committed violence within Soul Society would be judged harshly. After all, it was her duty to defend the holy realm of the Shinigami. Despite that, the Captain usually sought to avoid killing her opponents, instead opting to repel them. The Arrancar, however, did not seem to share this same mindset. Disappearing with a familiar static, the Arrancar came within striking range of Celes and gripped the girl by her Shihakusho.

"Are you fucking dense?! Why would I retreat from you, bitch?!" Celes sighed. This fight of theirs wasn't even all that fun. Her hand quickly whipped up and gripped the Arrancars' arm. Using her dominating physical prowess, the green-haired Shinigami twisted and pushed. The movement was so quick that the Arrancar didn't even have time to react before it was too late. With a simple movement, the girl twisted and broke his arm. Once the pain finally hit him, he howled in anguish and tried to move back. It was to no avail. Celes had him in her grasp.

As the Arrancar tried to charge another Cero, Celes pivoted around and tapped her leg against his. After this soft movement, she suddenly applied much more force and effectively tripped her opponent. As his body crashed into the ground, Celes kept holding his arm and twisted with it, dislocating it further. He was practically whimpering. "I would start learning when you are outside of a bitches' weight class." She'd let it sink in for a moment before continuing. "Do we understand each other?" 

"Let me go! We Arrancar are above all of you. We are strong! We a-" Gripping his head, Celes raised it and slammed it forcefully into the concrete below. The road itself cracked violently as the Arrancar laid there, motionless. She sighed briefly after letting go, sheathing her Zanpakutō. "There. That shouldn't have killed you, but you'll be knocked out for a good few hours. Let's hope you get the memo." She didn't like to resort to such measures, but some simply have to learn the hard way. 

Taking a few steps away from his unconscious body, Celes stretched and looked around. The street had been burned to hell but was fine otherwise. Nevertheless, she couldn't stop here. This might've been only one of several Arrancar or other Hollows. She had to be on the lookout. She had to keep moving. Hopping on her feet, she'd wiggle out some tension before breaking into a leisurely run. That fight didn't leave her in the best of moods, but she couldn't let that bog her down. At least this was the low point. It wasn't like her day could get any worse, right?

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. After a few minutes of running, as she passed a building, a silhouette appeared above Celes. Her eyes naturally drifted to the speeding frame that leapt above her. As she turned her head to get a better look, she practically froze. The woman leaping from building to building had long black hair and red-tinted eyes. The Captain's eyes widened. "What... the... fuck?" The woman above her looked like Camila! She looked a bit more mature... but the similarities were uncanny! She even wore the same black clothing. 

Nearly stopping in her tracks, Celes watched the woman leap to another building. "Am I really seeing things?" Gently biting her tongue, the Shinigami scoffed. She really should've kept moving, but this... this couldn't be ignored. Without a second though, the girl leapt up into the air and onto the rooftop to follow the doppelgänger. She'd speed up a little to catch up, but eventually would maintain a similiar pace when she was a few meters away from the girl. She'd call out to the woman with what sounded like desperation.

"Wait!"

She quivered for a moment and growled out, "Is that you, Camila?!" The girls' voice was practically shaking with a combination of anguish, glee and anger! She awaited any kind of answer. 

[Camila Adaronde]

It seemed that Camila had a rather unexpected guest following behind her; a turn of events that she truthfully hadn't anticipated. Though, interesting nonetheless. As the very familiar call behind her told her to wait, and asked just who she was, Camila nearly shook her head. She wasn't going to stop; she couldn't. She had a task, and she'd be damned if she wasn't going to carry it out beforehand.

Though, this whole thing certainly seemed rather curious. She hadn't expected to reunite with Celes so soon; perhaps that Nakajima had spoken to her about her whereabouts? It was difficult to say, but from Celes' own tone of voice that seemed to be far from the case. Almost like this was her first hearing about Camila's return to the Human World. If nothing else, she was glad - almost relieved - to see that Celes had been all right thus far. Though, that wasn't something she could get lost in right now.

She needed to make her way outside of the city. If nothing else, for her own benefit. Celes was going to have to wait. Likely to the Shinigami's chagrin, Camila continued onward, moving from rooftop to rooftop, all the while beginning to speed herself up. Sure, she was pushing herself, but if nothing else this was a necessary evil; she couldn't sit back and talk with her. That was a luxury that she didn't exactly have time for at the moment. She needed to keep going; to keep her past behind her for the time being.

[Celes Castellanos]

A few moments passed. No answer. Needless to say, Celes was incensed. If she had been any more angry, a vein would've surely popped on her forehead. Her eyes remained fixed on the girl in front of her as a predator stalks its prey. Was this really Camila? Celes had to know. It seemed, however, that the feeling was not mutual. The Captain was a master of Hakuda. Among its techniques was a movement known as Rhythm Beat. Celes knew it well and she recognized the same rhythm motions in the Vizard. If looks could kill then Camila would dead nine times over. "Don't make me repeat myself..."

As they finished leaping from yet another building, the Shinigami's reiryoku began to spike violently. Celes was not known for her spiritual capabilities, but it seemed that the anger had inspired her. She, wordlessly, released her Shikai. The twin katana, that once rested within her sheath, glowed a brilliant red. Suddenly, a red-tinted aura surrounded Celes. Forming around the girl was a ghostly ribcage that became equally enveloped by the burning aura. In the depths of her subconscious, Celes could hear her Zanpakutō Spirit calling out to her. "Celes! Calm down. You know what will happen if you don't keep your emotions in check!" Unsurprisingly, the suggestion fell on deaf ears. Instead, leaping from the ribcage was a massive 15 ft long hand that threatened to grab Camila at a speed of 1000.

"I told you to wait!"

Thankfully, Celes had the element of surprise on her side. Despite the fact that releasing even her Shikai allowed practically anyone to sense her reiryoku, Camila had never seen this iteration of her release. She must've still expected the Captain to wield the hoplite armor from their last fight. Nevertheless, their distance gave Camila the slightest chance, albeit very slim, to escape her grasp. If she didn't or couldn't, the skeletal arm would enclose around her and trap the girl within its grasp.

In fact, if Celes found her attempt at restraining Camila successful, she'd slam into the roof of the building she landed on without any regard for the people within. She had become so single-minded. So utterly focused on the Vizard that nothing else mattered. She had questions. Oh, so many questions that needed answering. Despite that, Celes paused for a moment and brought the girl closer to the ribcage. She studied the girl before her briefly, her grip never actually crushing Camila.

This woman before her had pig tails and was roughly the same height. This alone was not enough to prove that this woman and Camila were the same. However, her choice to try and run was completely unlike her formerly deceased friend. Once more, in a tone that was clearly a mix of many clashing emotions, Celes demanded an answer. "Now answer my question! Are you Camila?! Are you some twisted Akki parading around in her body?!" The last question, while seemingly odd, was not completely random. Celes had seen Orobas kill someone and wear their body like a suit right in front of her. Needless to say, if this was some Akki, there would be hell to pay.

---

The typhoon of emotions that swirling within Celes was having a profound effect on the girls' Inner World. The otherwise quiet realm was plagued by a sour wind. Strong gusts threatened to tear trees from their roots. Among the greenery of her Inner World, Celes' Zanpakutō Spirit, Yunorashi, looked concerned. She'd whisper to herself quietly, "Celes..." Meanwhile, the girls' Inner Hollow merely sat atop the one of the trees, seemingly unconcerned by the raging winds. In fact, a smirk persisted on his face. "So... the bitch has survived after all? Heh. Can't wait to see how she handles this one."

[Camila Adaronde]

It seemed that she wasn't going to take silence for an answer. As a spiritual prowess began to explode outward from her follower, Camila immediately turned her head back in surprise, noticing the rather intense glare coming from the Shinigami. If nothing else, this was certainly a turn of events. Something that only further solidified itself with the giant hand that seemed to almost immediately close around her.

With a slamming of her body against the roof of the building she was on, Camila let out a soft sigh. As she was dragged closer to Celes' own body, she kept her head down, hair in her face in order to obscure herself. As the Captain shouted her questions toward the Vizard, Camila simply willed a creation into existence; one in front of her face. Within an instant, the girl's mask had formed, and she looked up toward her captor. Without speaking so much as a word, a Cero formed from the girl's chest, exploding outward through the skeletal hands to destroy them.

If Celes was struck, thus would simply be collateral damage.

After having broken herself out, the girl simply focused her effort toward escaping from the Shinigami once more. If she turned to chase, then Camila hadn't held any complaints toward firing off another hollow flash toward the girl. She'd expected her to survive; after all, this was the Captain of the Defense Squad. She knew that Celes could take it, if nothing else.

As for her trip? Camila simply focused on leaving the city to the best of her ability. She still wasn't going to talk to the girl, if she could avoid it, though her utilization of Shikai had been rather surprising all things considered. Had she really wanted to see her that much? If nothing else, it was an interesting thought. Still, though; she had a job to do. Dismissing her mask, and resuming her departure, Camila continued to hop from rooftop to rooftop in order to create a bit of distance between the two of them without so much as an acknowledgement toward the girl.

Mask Posts: 1/3

[Celes Castellanos]

The moment had finally come. The green-haired Shinigami had finally captured the feeling Vizard. She barked question after question at the girl about her identity. In truth? Part of her was terrified. She was scared that some denizen of Hell had claimed her very soul. Then again... would it be worse if this truly was Camila in the flesh? Would she be able to face her after everything they've been through? Perhaps. Unfortunately, it would not be in the cards at that very moment.

Celes received an answer. The Captain stared at Camila who, without any motion or effort, suddenly donned a mask. A combination of pearly white and hints of brown, the bone-like visage was adorned with several wings. Needless to say, Celes was shocked. She knew Camila to possess an Inner Hollow like herself. Hell, she had met Albin some time ago. Accompanying the appearance of the mask, and without warning, the Vizard suddenly formed a familiar orb of reiatsu from within the grip of her hand.

Its familiar hum filled the air and, almost comically, everyone cried out in confusion, "What the hell!?!" The Cero suddenly exploded within incredible force. Just like that, her skeletal arm had been destroyed in little more than a single blow. In fact, the volatile bolt of energy crashed against the ribcage of her Shikai with much lesser force, but enough to leave her skidding backward. This gave Camila the moment she needed to get away once more. Leaping from the smoke, Celes dismissed her Shikai without completely sealing her blade. Camila was already a ways ahead and the Captain needed to catch up!

Growling, she leapt from the building and gave chase. "The fucking nerve of this woman!" It seemed as though the girl was descending into even more of a spiral. Using yet another burst of speed, she did her best to catch up to this woman. Given her natural agility, this was not particular hard. "You're not getting rid of me that easily! I'm not letting you get away again! Not like you did at Uzaki!" Clearly referencing the day she deserted Soul Society, it was clear that Celes was allowing her emotions to spill over. Would this be enough to appeal Camila? Perhaps. First, however, she had to deal with this other shit.

It was time for yet another Cero. Celes simply scoffed as it soared towards her once more. This time, however, she was ready. Within her hand, the girl formed a flickering blade that rivaled the burning red of her aura. Allowing her reiryoku to surge through blade wildly, Celes plunged it into the searing reiatsu. Instead of clashing with the reiatsu as if it were a sword, Celes instead used the blade as a guiding hand. Pivoting around her center of gravity thanks to her martial training, the girl flicked the beam of reiatsu upward. However, if Camila prepared another Cero, Celes would instead fling the Cero at the incoming attack. Her goal was simply to cancel out the two attacks.

If there was yet another cloud of smoke, it would settle for a moment before the Captain leapt from the smokescreen once more. Being that they were in the World of the Living, Celes formed an Air Ground underneath her feet and utilized a Shunpo to kick off of it at an incredible speed of roughly 6000. Her goal? To appear on the next rooftop from which the Vizard would leap. Attempting to block her path, Celes aimed to grab Camila with her own two hands and hold the Vizard before her. If she was, once more, successful, the Captain yelled at Camila. "Stop fucking running from me!" Not only would the girls' voice be breaking ever so slightly, but she'd be gasping for air. Seemed that redirecting the Cero had really messed with her stamina.

Despite that, the lime-haired Shinigami remained standing and growled. "Y- You're supposed to be dead! How are you here?!" Her grip weakened ever so slightly as the she felt herself getting more emotional, especially if the Vizard remained silent. The Captain could almost feel the onset of tears streaming down her face. "Say something! Say you hate me! Say that I'm a terrible friend! S- say anything... something..." This all was so emotionally crippling for Celes. For one of the first times in the Captain's life... she didn't know how to cope with the situation before her...

---

The winds continued to rage with Celes' continuing turmoil. As the Captain's blade came into contact with Cero, redirecting it, a piece of Camila's Hollow energy surged through Celes' body. Yunorashi blinked for a moment as she felt the touch of energy. For a brief moment, there was a flicker within the Inner World as the sky was briefly replaced by a fully lit sky with countless stars. For a singular moment, the winds had been quelled. As the starlit sky disappeared, those same winds blew with even greater force! "W- what was that?" As she looked up at the trees towards Yukito, the Inner Hollow was disarmed. He stood there, practically shuddering. Initially there was some level of disbelief, but it soon became replaced with raw excitement.

This burst of energy had meant everything to the Inner Hollow. He recognized it for what it was. "I can't fucking believe it..." Yunorashi raised an eyebrow. She had no idea what the spectre was talking about. "She actually did it. She vanquished her Inner Hollow." The Zanpakutō Spirit's big, child-like eyes widened. "You don't mean... so she's..." Trailing off, Yukito confirmed the pairs' realization. "She's a full-fledged Vizard." The Inner Hollows' expression suddenly became that of a wide-eyed grin. "Oh how... exquisite." 

[Camila Adaronde]

With the explosive force behind her cero echoing out, Camila had turned to run. She wasn't going to hold herself back if she could help it, and focused most of her effort toward fleeing the scene. Though, it seemed that the green-haired girl wasn't going to give up on chasing her that easily; a fact that made itself true with her ever-present screams.

Without any somatic motion, Camila simply fired a Cero out from behind her, aimed for the girl that had been following her practically the entire time. This cero had been noticeably weaker than the first, seeing as she wasn't in any real danger otherwise, but if nothing else it allowed her to create yet another distraction for her to deal with. One that she knew the girl wasn't going to be very happy about.

Though, something seemed off.

As Celes took the brunt of the attack, she seemed to fire the laser back; directly up toward the sky, to be more specific. As the flash of red and black shined through the afternoon sun, blocking out the natural light for a moment to replace it with the all-encompassing inky blackness, Camila's eyes widened for a moment. Though, she kept her attention forward. She wasn't going to stop, or pay the girl any mind. That was, before she'd cut her off.

Blitzing directly toward her, and blocking her path, Camila once again forced her mask to appear in front of her face as she stopped her movements dead in her tracks. She wouldn't find herself grabbed by the Shinigami, thankfully having the instincts to stop before such an event happened, but her movement had been halted for the time. Seems that talking here wasn't going to be something that could be avoided.

Though, she was going to wait for a moment. After Celes' own voice dragged on, eventually coming to a stop, Camila let out a soft sigh. Crossing her arms, the girl maintained her mask for the time. She wasn't going to talk without it up. Though, after those few likely-agonizing moments of silence that Camila further enabled, she eventually uttered a couple of words.

"I'm impressed... I hadn't expected your Zanpakutō to change so suddenly, Celes. You've grown since we last met, haven't you?"

Mask Posts: 2/3

[Celes Castellanos]

As Celes appeared before Camila, ready to stop her, the Vizard brandished her mask once more. Stopping just before the Captain, she'd elude her grip, but at least Celes had her attention. Nevertheless, the lime-haired Shinigami asked her questions. She was distraught. She was not entirely free of blame. She had, in part, failed. She hadn't acted soon enough to avoid putting Camila on this path. A path of misery and mistrust that ultimately culminated in her death.

Yet, despite that, the Vizard now stood before her. As Celes begged her for any response, she'd finally get some acknowledgement from the black-haired girl. "I'm impressed... I hadn't expected your Zanpakutō to change so suddenly, Celes. You've grown since we last met, haven't you?" Celes' eyes widened for a moment. She couldn't believe it. After all of this... that's what she had to say?! The Captain nearly bit her own tongue off, practically seething. It had become difficult to keep her own emotions in check. Nevertheless, Celes did what she could to keep her composure. 

A practitioner of internal martial arts, the lime-haired Shinigami simply took deep breaths. "Yeah... I suppose I have..." There was some clear resentment in her voice. Her body language had relaxed, and it certainly did not appear as though she was going to pounce on the rogue. As her eyes danced over Camila's form, the Shinigami let out a puff of air accompanied by a notable sigh. Part of her wanted to break down further. She wanted to hug Camila. She wanted to never let go in fear of having to cope with losing her again. 

Perhaps there would be time for that later, but not now. For as long as she had her attention, the girl peered curiously at the mask which Camila donned. Celes had grown quite familiar with the mask fragment that formed during a takeover. Hell, Celes had seen it demonstrated by Camila during their fight. This, however, felt different. She seemed to be in control... She gulped, trying to keep a cool head. "Though, I see that I'm not the only one who has grown..." For the briefest of moments, a genuine smile touched Celes' lips. Her reiryoku continued to bleed from her body, but now it was soothing. Warm to the touch. A tribute of her usual positive energy.

"That's neither here nor now, though." She refocused her attention. "I still can't believe that I am talking to you here..." The sadness practically oozed from her voice. She'd gently push her hand across her eyes, wiping them. She was getting quite emotional. "A- Albin told me what happened. About Guujin. All of it." She knew of Camila's descent into Hell and the Inner Hollows' transformation into a Shinigami. None of it explained why Camila was alive again, though. 

---

Celes' strong emotional responses had awakened something within her. It was one of a few cracks that her Inner Hollow, Yukito, could use to wiggle to the surface. Normally, Celes kept this in check. She knew the consequences after all. Camila was a strong emotional trigger for the woman. She couldn't hold herself back. Besides, the realization of Camila's newfound power was downright intoxicating to the specter. The grin had plastered his face never shirked, even for a moment. 

The Inner Hollow cracked his knuckles and chuckled. "Well, I can't let this moment pass by. Who knows when I'll receive another chance like this!" Concentrating his reiryoku, the Inner Hollow allowed it to overflow. "Ah, it has been so long since I've been able to do this!" Before another moment passed, the Inner Hollow felt a presence behind him. More than that. He felt a blade pressing against his backside. It didn't pierce his flesh since he had the foresight to flex his muscles until they were as tough as steel. Turning his head, he saw the silver hair of the young Zanpakutō Spirit behind him.

Letting out a soft scoff, the eyes of the Hollow pierced Yunorashi's. "Oh? And what the hell do you think you are doing?" Yunorashi gritted her teeth and continued to try to pierce him through the back. The blade, unfortunately, didn't budge an inch. "I won't let you do this! Not now! Not with her..." Scoffing once more, Yukito brought his hand against the Zanpakutō Spirit's blade and used his insurmountable Strength to push it to the side. "You really think you can stop me? Dumb bitch..." 

Suddenly, Yunorashi felt herself launch forward. She was being pulled by her own blade! Before she truly had a chance to react, Yukito suddenly struck her in the side of the temple. Her vision immediately blurred and her concentration broke. The young girl could barely stand as she was brought to her knees. The Inner Hollow merely looked down upon her. "Pathetic!" With another strike, this time a blow to her chest, the girl felt Yukito's knee drill into her with crushing force. Knocked backwards, Yunorashi was sent crashing into a tree, her tiny body ripping it from its roots from her sheer velocity. 

Lying on the floor, gasping for air, Yunorashi looked up as she heard the ground crack. The Inner Hollow had leapt from the tree. He cracked his neck to one side, then the other. Once his golden iris focused on Yunorashi, he'd speak once more. "I think it's about time we end this little dance of ours. I had hoped that you recognized your place, but it seems that you'll need a reminder." Yunorashi simply groaned in response. "Stand up." It was sinisterly commanding. "You learn best on your feet, y'know." A soft cackle filled the air. It seemed as though Yukito was going to show Yunorashi who between them truly stood as king.

[Camila Adaronde]

Camila couldn't help but smirk as she watched Celes try to calm herself down. If nothing else, she was glad to see her 'friend' so fazed by all of this; her general lack of comment on her previous questions. If nothing else, Camila felt justified over the whole thing. Especially after everything she'd been through.

As Celes spoke about growth of power, and commented on Camila's own growth of power, Camila dismissed her mask, breaking it down into spiritual particles in the process. When the mask faded, Camila's gaze had been lowered to the side, not quite meeting Celes' own. Though, it seemed that she wasn't quite done commenting. "There's nothing to believe, Celes," she spoke, her voice kept soft; quite the opposite of what the girl had been known for.

She was... calm?

"I won't comment on what Albin told you, but given you know of that bastard Karai, I'm going to assume that it's all the truth. I did, in fact, die." From there, Camila directed her gaze toward Celes. As she did, the girl released her own strength of spirit, sacrificing some of her already-limited spiritual presence to exude an exceedingly intimidating aspect of her own capabilities. Like a torrent of hollow reiatsu pouring over the area not quite like gravitational pressure, Camila did what she could to let the Captain know exactly what she was dealing with.

"As you can see though, I'm alive. But... how might that be possible? One would think I should be in Hell; and for a time, I was." Through Shunpō, Camila reappeared behind Celes in an instant. She wasn't to make a strike against the girl, but she did make sure to get close. When she spoke again, her voice remained quite hushed. Perhaps she was trying to keep her voice down?

"Now isn't the time for chatter. I've a mission to take care of, and I'm not going to find myself held up any longer. We can continue this conversation another time; for now, keep yourself safe." And with that, Camila went back to focusing on leaving the city. Leaping from roof to roof in order to continue to move between the two of them, she wasn't going to let an old friend distract her while she could.

[Celes Castellanos]

Camila's calm demeanor did not go unnoticed by the Captain. She had grown to know the rogue quite well over the years. She was a loose cannon. A harbinger of destruction. The epitome of "kill first, ask questions later." If someone had told her that Camila would change from that mold, Celes could've called them a liar. Despite that, here she was with a focused and calming gaze. When their eyes locked, Celes felt invigorated once more. Her friend, despite their many differences and disagreements, was back!

"I won't comment on what Albin told you, but given you know of that bastard Karai, I'm going to assume that it's all the truth. I did, in fact, die." Celes' eyes widened for a moment. "So, Albin really did tell the truth-" Suddenly, Celes could sense Camila's energy. It radiated from the girl quite powerfully and for the briefest of moments, Celes froze. She could practically taste the hollow reiatsu which radiated from the woman. It wasn't random either. This was deliberate. It was measured. Controlled. The girls' eyes opened wide. "Has she... really gotten control of it?" Suddenly it all began to make sense. The Cero. The mask. This energy. All of it revealed a terrifying truth. Camila had vanquished the demon within! Celes wasn't sure how or why, but she had truly done it!

She was so stunned by this revelation that she could barely respond. Thankfully, Camila dispelled the silence. "As you can see though, I'm alive. But... how might that be possible? One would think I should be in Hell; and for a time, I was." The lime-haired Shinigami simply gulped and nodded. Then, all of a sudden, Camila vanished from sight. Celes might've been frozen, but her instincts were on high alert. Rending control from her body, her head turned only to see Camila had now been behind her. A bead of sweat rolled down Celes' brow. Was Camila, after everything, still going to make a move against her?

A few moments passed between the two women leaving a crushing intensity hanging in the air. Thankfully, nothing serious would come of it. "Now isn't the time for chatter. I've a mission to take care of, and I'm not going to find myself held up any longer. We can continue this conversation another time; for now, keep yourself safe." Celes raised an eyebrow. A mission? Whatever could she be up to? Without another word, Camila leapt from the rooftop and began making her way towards whatever destination she had in mind.

Needless to say, Celes was conflicted. She had duties to tend to, both in New York & in Soul Society. Could she let herself be distracted by something like this? The shorthand? Yes. Absolutely. Besides, perhaps Camila did have something to do with the rise in Hollow activity after all. This was all Celes needed to delude herself. Without a second though, she rocketed from the rooftop just the same as Camila had. Using her impressive agility, the girl kept up with Camila and merely maintained a few feet of distance. For a few moments, she wouldn't speak and instead just tail the girl. Once she made it clear that she wasn't leaving, she'd speak calmly, "Well. I won't stop you from doing this "mission" of yours, but you're not getting rid of me either..." She'd simply huff for a moment, letting out a puff of air. "What kinda mission do you have anyway? Just trying to get the hell out of the city?" It wasn't like Celes to needlessly bombard others with questions. Alas, she wasn't just going to hang around and stay quiet either.

---

Meanwhile, the battle mercilessly raged on within Celes' very soul. Yunorashi grumbled and brought herself to her feet. Her brown eyes focused upon her opponent as she kept a measured stance. She was not going to lose against Yukito again! Allowing her reiatsu to bleed from her body, the girl suddenly dashed forward towards the Inner Hollow. Unleashing a merciless number of slashes upon the Inner Hollow, the Zanpakutō Spirit moved gracefully. Her snow-white hair barely moved as she cut away at him.

Unfortunately for her, Yukito was skilled too. In fact, not only did he match her skill, but he was far stronger than anything the young girl could've hoped to muster. Moving with her as if this were a dance, Yukito dodged and parried the Spirits' strikes with nothing more than his body. Each time, he'd offer some form of critique. "Slow." Then another. "Sloppy." Finally another. "Almost there!" As the girls' blade was raised above her head, threatening to strike down at her, the Inner Hollow's reiatsu leapt forth from him. Twisting into the familiar ribcage, Yunorashi's blade was stopped by the Shikai. A threatening chuckle pierced the Hollows' lips. 

Letting go of her blade, Yunorashi took a few steps back and circled around her own center. From there, she'd bring her arms to her side. To finish the maneuver, the white-haired girl allowed her hands to shoot outward like a corkscrew. This was a Hakuda technique simply known as Sei Shin Suikyou Soushou. It was a powerful ability that was specifically fashioned against defensive techniques. This two palmed variant was even more powerful, but it came with one fatal flaw. What it had in power, it sacrificed in speed. A smirk arose on Yukito's face as he simply dismissed the Shikai faster than the eye could see.

Suddenly, Yunorashi had hit nothing but air. To follow up, the Inner Hollow utilized Shukuchi-Ho to step in to both close distance and grip the girl by her throat. The Zanpakutō Spirit simply squirmed, gasping for air. Bringing Yunorashi closer, Yukito whispered just above the sound of a whisper. "I had to admit, I was expecting more, kid!" Spinning around, the Inner Hollow suddenly threw the childlike Zanpakutō Spirit away. In a flash, Yunorashi's small frame crashed against a boulder. However, it didn't stop there. The force was so overwhelming that it practically crumbled upon impact and flung the girls' body further. Several trees were ripped apart in the process until Yunorashi's body slowed down enough to not shatter whatever it came into contact with.

It was a fearsome show of brutality. Yunorashi whimpered as she spat up blood. Her entire body was wracked with pain. Before she had a chance to recover though, the Inner Hollow simply utilized a Shunpo to close the distance. Looking upon her battered and broken body, he couldn't help but smirk. "Seems like Round 2 isn't favorable for you either. Let this serve as a reminder to stay out of my goddamn way." Turning on his heel and taking a few steps back, his ears suddenly perked as he heard the crunch of branches and the shifting of dirt. 

He turned his head only to see that the Spirit had lifted herself to her feet. The girls' breathing was labored. She was pained. Despite that, she couldn't allow herself to stop. "D- dont turn your ba- back on me!" Yukito merely scoffed in response. "Tch. This battle is lost, Yunorashi. Be glad that I let you live another day." As he took another step, he heard a pained groan behind him. "Is she fucking serious?" Indeed. The girl kept making her way over to him. Her hand was shaky and yet she still gripped her Zanpakutō tightly.

At this point, most would've likely had some respect for their opponents tenacity. Not Yukito though. No. He was furious. Dashing forward, he kicked the white-haired girl in her chest, sending her skidding towards the tree again. As he began walking towards her, he opened his hand and summoned forth a blade. Pointing it down at her, a stern growl escaped his lips. "You're getting on my last nerve. If you won't submit, then at least I'll find some use for you." He gently positioned the tip of the blade against Yunorashi's chest.

A sadistic grin formed. "No doubt this will drive Celes mad. Be sure to scream loud so she can hear, 'kay?" Suddenly, the Inner Hollow's blade pierced Yunorashi's chest and struck her heart. The Spirit couldn't help, but scream. "Aaaaa!!!!" This alone would surely prove fatal, but the man was far from done. Surging his reiatsu through the blade, he began to break down Yunorashi's spiritual essence. Starting at her fingers, her very body began to dissolve. Her flesh peeled from her bone. One might assume that this was painless, but quite the opposite. To Yunorashi, this was the worst agony she had ever felt.

As her essence surged through the blade, her screams became more twisted and distorted. By the time that their body began dissolving, she was practically howling in agony. It was utterly ear-piercing. "̸̹̔Å̸͍̒ą̵̔ä̶̭́̌ã̵̙a̶̧̛͙͐a̶̜̫̕a̷̞̹̅͘a̸̩̭̍̓a̴̭͇̍ã̴̹̝̂!̶̠͜͝!̷̦̰̎!̴̟̔̚ Ç̵̳̹̇̆͠ě̸͚ͅl̷̜̦̟̟͒ě̶̙ş̶͐͠!"̶̡̋̉ Once her body vanished from sight, Yukito felt his own reiatsu expanded rapidly. The world rumbled violently. The acropolis which stood at the highest point cracked and crumbled. Collapsing in on itself, a cackle escaped the Hollows' lips. "Magnificent! Such power! It-"

Suddenly, the man's flesh glowed. Looking down at himself, she was shocked. "What the hell is this now?!" Shortly after, his own crimson reiatsu shot outward before rebounding inward. Digging into his flesh like claws, he groaned. He tried to fight back, but to no avail. His very reiatsu was fighting against him. There was no escape. Digging further and further into his flesh, more reiatsu leaked out from him. Before he knew it, the man was being surrounded in a crimson orb. "T- This can't be happening! I'm n̷o̵t̷ ̶w̴e̵a̴k̷ l̴̰͊i̸̖͔̇̇k̶̟͑̊ḛ̸̥̐̕ ̷͇̒̆ḧ̴̯́e̶̜̼̐͑ŕ̵̫̘͘. L̷̼̗͐̓e̷͉͙͒͒t̸̨̠̚ ̸͕̬̋m̷̫̯͋e̷̱̕ ̸̳̓ģ̵̙̇̀o̶͎̒! Ľ̶̥̬e̸̛̱̫t̶̝̦́̋ ̷̬̙̈́m̷̢̳̏ḛ̸̓-̴̦͉̌̽" The orb sealed shut, silencing the cries of the Inner Hollow.

The orb itself hummed softly. The hum turned into a soft, rhythmic beat similar to a heart. With each beat of this heart, the world around it began to change. Rifts in the ground split open. Mountains crept upward, forming elevations. Trees that stretched into the sky grew rapidly. At the heart of all of this, the crimson cacoon that surrounded the Inner Hollow suddenly beat faster and faster. Soon, it was beating multiple times a second.

The once rhythmic beating was now ferocious. It was blinding. If anyone could be there to witness it, they'd like fear for it bursting. However, this would never happen. Almost on a dime, the beating stopped. The orb hummed one more time before collapsing inward. It began to mold itself to a form underneath. Every curve, divet and feature would be slowly surrounded by this orb. At a glance, it seemingly formed a woman! Then, it shed like skin and left only crimson droplets on the ground. The woman, revealed from underneath, took her first breath. Opening her eyes, she briefly surveyed the lush forest that had formed around her. "What a wonderful place to call home." A soft cackle arose from the woman's lips.

[Camila Adaronde]

As Camila began to leap away from Celes, she found herself almost lost in thought. It had felt like almost an eternity since she'd last been around Celes; five years spent down in Hell, coupled with the two or three that it had been since she had lest met up with her. Where exactly did the time go? She couldn't quite tell.

Though, she was pulled from her thoughts rather quickly. It seemed that Celes had other plans for her; in fact, she was trailing directly behind the Vizard. With a soft sigh as she moved, listening to Celes' words, Camila had decided to shoot something back to her. "Feel free to follow if you must," she called, "I'm not looking to hide my actions at the moment, so it's nothing that others won't have the opportunity to be directly involved with."

If nothing else, she did mean that. She wasn't looking to conceal her actions - her existence. if that was the case, she wouldn't've gone out of her way to draw the attention of a Captain for a fight, nor would she have delivered quite a detrimental blow to a spiritual hotspot like she had over the last couple of days. She was fully prepared to deal with whatever repercussions her actions were going to have; whether those around her liked those repercussions or otherwise.

"Oh, Celes," she spoke with a chuckle, "you can't think that I'm going to be so willing to share something like that with you, right~?" She focused her attention ahead. "That'd... ruin the fun, don't you think? There'd be no suspense; no surprise for you, or any of those dogs in Seireitei." Starting to hum a chipper tune as she continued onward, Camila focused her attention toward the "road" ahead. Last thing she wanted to do was trip over something and fall straight down toward the pavement. She could take the damage, sure, but it wasn't going to be pleasant.

[Celes Castellanos]

Following the Vizard wasn't the most difficult of tasks for someone like Celes. All in all, it was fairly mindless as they hopped from building to building. That didn't mean that it had to be boring though, especially when it came to an old friend like Camila. Nevertheless, she'd make her declaration that she was going to at least tail the girl. There was no malevolent reason on Celes' end. She wasn't going to blindside her or anything along those lines. She... just enjoyed the Vizard's company.

Was the feeling mutual though? "Feel free to follow if you must," Celes hummed contently. It really did seem like Camila had mellowed out. The Captain knew a time when the very idea of following her like this would drive the girl to a blood-filled rage. "I'm not looking to hide my actions at the moment, so it's nothing that others won't have the opportunity to be directly involved with." This alone caused Celes to raise an eyebrow. Needless to say, she was curious what Camila had planned. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to ask."

After making her inquiry on Camila's objective, a brief moment of silence was upon them. Was she going to answer or not? Finally, the girl got a response. "Oh, Celes," Almost instinctively, Celes rolled her eyes. "Oh great. Here we go..." She spent enough time around Camila to know that tone of voice. "You can't think that I'm going to be so willing to share something like that with you, right~?" Seemingly prompting Celes to respond, the Captain just remained quiet and listened. It wasn't worth dignifying. However, Camila would at least give her a hint. "That'd... ruin the fun, don't you think? There'd be no suspense; no surprise for you, or any of those dogs in Seireitei."

The Captain merely clicked her tongue. "Dogs in Seireitei, huh? I guess some things never change." The Vizard's hatred for Soul Society was well known to her. With her next jump, Celes looked off to the side and scoffed. "Ominous. I see you haven't changed one bit, Camila." Instead of offering a retort to her snide comment, the girl simply reminisced of other times. She'd smile a little. "Y'know, this takes me back to our first patrol. Remember? In Baltimore? You were so eager to check out the shops that you almost forgot the reason we were there." A lighthearted chuckle pierced the Captain's lips. 

"Oh! And there was the o-" Celes' train of thought was quickly disrupted a shriek. "̸̹̔Å̸͍̒ą̵̔ä̶̭́̌ã̵̙a̶̧̛͙͐a̶̜̫̕a̷̞̹̅͘a̸̩̭̍̓a̴̭͇̍ã̴̹̝̂!̶̠͜͝!̷̦̰̎!̴̟̔̚ Ç̵̳̹̇̆͠ě̸͚ͅl̷̜̦̟̟͒ě̶̙ş̶͐͠!"̶̡̋̉ The distortion made it difficult to make it, but Celes knew that voice better than any other. It was the cry of her Zanpakutō Spirit, Yunorashi! This alone caused Celes' eyes to widen. She suddenly became frazzled. "What the hell is going on?! Yunorashi. Yunorashi!" As the pair landed on the next rooftop, Celes drew her Zanpakutō almost immediately and looked upon the gleaming blade. Within its brilliant reflection, Celes could see... trees?

---

Upon looking up, the girl was borderline shocked. She was no longer in New York. No. Instead, she found herself in a forest. It wasn't like anything that she was used to, however. The trees stretched up into the sky; far higher than she could hope to see. The ground beneath her was lush and vibrant. This place... it reminded her of her Inner World, but it couldn't be. Hers looked far different than this! Could it be an illusion? Perhaps. Nevertheless, Celes' ears perked up as she heard another set of distorted sounds. "̵̟̎C̸͎͌ě̶̗l̵̈́͘ͅe̶̳͐̔ŝ̷͚.̴̣̓.̴̫̤͂.̷͎̽̕ ̵͈̖̏̔H̷͍̿e̷̘͙̽l̶̛̦͖p̸̩͐̚ ̸͓̤͗ṃ̵͕̋͝e̷͍̩̅̂-̵̛͔̂ͅ"̵̧̯͘ She growled and nodded, calling out loudly, "Don't worry, Yunorashi! I'm coming!" The girl suddenly disappeared in a flash. 

Traversing this forest was daunting. It almost seemed to stretch on for eternity. Every now and then, Celes would come across various mountainous ranges. If this was her Inner World, it had undergone radical changes. Nevertheless, she had to push forward! For Yunorashi's sake. After another few minutes of travel, however, Celes came across an interesting sight. Several dozen feet below her over a precipice was a large structure. It had a traditional Japanese exterior and somewhat reminded the Captain of her disciples' school. "Huh. Maybe she's in there..."

Leaping forth from the edge, Celes braced herself as she landed within the confines of the dojo. She wouldn't really cause any environmental damage from her landing. As she opened her eyes and looked about, the scenery was rather charming. It was a pleasant garden with plenty of flowers and even a bubbling creek. It all came together to paint a lovely picture. Had the situation not been so dire, Celes wouldn't have minded taking a seat and enjoying the scenery. With this in mind, the Captain turned and saw a large moon gate. 

Walking up and pushing it open, Celes found herself in an inner sanctum of some kind. Looking around, she saw a myriad of weapons and training equipment lying around. As she walked further towards the center, she even saw a small tree blossoming in the courtyard. Among all of it, however, there was one thing in particular that caught her eye. At the head of the room was a shrine. An incense burned solemly and gave off a rather pleasing scent. There was, however, also a roaring fire. 

Approaching it slowly out of curiosity, Celes saw something flickering within the flame. Getting closer, she saw... bones? A good few of them still laid in front of the flame as it ate away at whatever was thrown in it. Upon inspection, Celes noted their size. They were clearly of a smaller frame. Small enough for... a child? The Captain took a few steps back, placing her hand in front of her lips. She softly muttered at the to herself. "N- no. No. It c- can't be. Please just be coincidence..." The girl was practically trembling. She still had hope. However, that hope would soon leave her eyes as she looked upon the shrine. Right there, atop the hearth, were two broken Zanpakutō. Her Zanpakutō! Tears streamed from her eyes as she fell to her knees. Trailing down her cheeks, the tears lightly tapped against the floor as she whimpered, digging her hands into the wood. "H- How could this happen. Y- Yuno..."

"YUNORASHI!"

---

This Inner World experience took place over the course of a few seconds in real time. Celes' heart began pounding. Her eyes dilated. Energy began to bleed from her form. A dark green reiatsu was practically visible to the naked eye as it flowed from the girls' body. Accompanying it, tendrils of red suddenly formed around her face. Twisting and curving, it began to creep up the side of her face. All the while, the girl was practically paralyzed. Darkness creeped into her sclera and her iris suddenly turned a golden hue. As the mask finished forming, Celes' face seemed to have been taken over by a demon! More specifically, an Oni! 

Straightening out her posture, a soft whistle pierced the woman's lips. Continuing to whistle the haunting melody, the woman's eyes descended upon the leaping Vizard. If Camila hadn't bothered to stop and was still in sight, the Captain quickly sped forward with a Shunpo. This Shunpo was frighteningly fast, aiming to appear behind the Vizard in mid air. In fact, from there, the Shinigami swiftly drew her Zanpakutō, recently formed within its sheath, through use of Iaijutsu and struck at Camila's ankle at a speed of around 3000. If it hit, the cut wouldn't be deep. She wasn't trying to take off her foot after all! Nevertheless, there would certainly be enough force to sever the tendon to stop her from running around so well. Just how would the Vizard respond? The Inner Hollow was dying to find out.

Complete Takeover: 1/3

[Camila Adaronde]

Chuckling as Celes made her comment about 'not changing', Camila responded in turn. "Thanks," she started, "take comfort in the fact that you're the sole reason I haven't pressed forward with this sooner." She hadn't meant anything rude from her comment; quite the opposite. Camila had meant her words as a compliment. Well, sort of.

Regardless of that fact, Celes went on to share her words with Camila as normal, reminiscing on their time spent in Baltimore all those years ago. The Vizard let out a soft sigh. "I do remember, yeah," she 'smiled', "let my emotions get the best of me back then, n' haven't changed one bit since, yeah? I still remember your words on the matter... That 'it's not the way to act' and how you were 'ashamed to say you had to see it'."

Balling her fists up ever tighter, Camila thought back further to that damned day. Tears began to well up. Gods, how the fuck had she been so blind? How had she just dealt with something like that? Did her infatuation with the Captain run back that far? She was disgusted with herself to even think such a fact to be the case. To think that she was willing to put up with such bad-mouthing from someone that was supposed to be her fucking friend!

Drowning out some annoying whistling with her own shouts, Camila shot back toward Celes once more. "Do you remember all that, Celes!? Do you remember your own fucking words!? Well, news flash; I've long since sunk down to that 'hollow's level', you piece of-!" Her words were almost immediately cut short from the blade raking against her ankle, not cutting deep but knocking the Vizard off of her own footing, and tumbling down onto a nearby building.

It hadn't been anything too bad, thankfully; nothing she hadn't dealt with before, though moving at her top capabilities was going to be a different problem entirely. Gritting her teeth, Camila shouted out as loud as she could muster. "CONTAMINATE, MAKKANA ITAN!" As her words cried out, and one of her twin Zanpakutō had reforged itself through Shikai, Camila stood back up and faced the beast before her with widened eyes.

She had a mask.

Celes had created a no-shit mask across her face. Or, the demon that she had dwelling within. Part of her had thought that Celes was similar after her comments during their falling out, but she hadn't thought that something like this was to actually happen. It seemed that Celes too was plagued with an inner hollow. Someone - or something - that sought to fight for control. The two really had been the same, after all. Though, that was neither here nor there. She was going to put this bitch down. As the wound on her leg slowly started to patch itself up, Camila stood valiantly before her opponent.

[Celes Castellanos]

Practically breaking down within the confines of her Inner World, Celes felt anguish unlike any other. Curling her hand into a fist, she slammed them into the wooden planks beneath her. Her distress left her striking at the ground with surprising force. Thankfully, her Inner World was a reflection of her own self. Incredibly resilient, the entire build would not crash down upon her. Tears continued to stream down her face as she struck the floor again. Then again. And again. Each strike bloodied her hand more and more.

Eventually, the Captain's hand would numb from the persistent trauma. Her body practically shook as she stared at the fire pit in which Yunorashi's bones lay. As the smoldering bones cracked from the intense heat, Celes' breathing quickened. Her heart began to race. There could only be one person responsible for this. Suddenly, sadness became anger. Her chest heaved as she drew her Zanpakutō without a second thought. In a loud roar, her voice echoed through the quiet halls, "YUKITO! Where are you?! I will cut you down for this?!" In fact, the very ground itself shook.

With her blade in hand, Celes raced through the entirety of the Dojo. First the student rooms. Then the commons and recreation area. Then the kitchen. Next was another set of residential quarters. Finally, her warpath took her to one of many training rooms. The girl almost screamed bloody murder. She'd find many things as she scoured these rooms, but the Inner Hollow was not one of them. After what felt like an hour of searching in vain, Celes inevitably found herself in the very place she had started.

Giant, and frankly imposing, trees dotted the landscape which now surrounded Celes. She had discovered no trace of the Inner Hollow. Once more, the Captain roared at the top of her lungs, "Damn you!!!" More noticeable than anything else was the pain that stained her voice. She collapsed to her knees, exhausted. Tears began to flow again as she sobbed in isolation. She muttered softly to herself, "Why didn't you li- listen... W- Why did you have to stay. I'm so- sorry. I'm sorry... I failed you!" 

She couldn't help it. She repeated the same tired phrases over and over again. For once in her life, the girl had been completely and utterly broken. However, as she wallowed in her own shame, the Captain heard a sound beside her. She couldn't describe it, but something was happening to the water next to her. One of countless creeks which dotted the Inner World flowed beside her and its otherwise calming stream flowed into a nearby deposit. The water became disturbed by little ripples. Once the water cleared, though, Celes' eyes widened. S- she saw herself in the pond, but she was in New York! Across from the girl was Camila with her blade drawn. "W- what the hell..." 

---

It seemed that the Inner Hollows' attack would be a resounding success. As she let her blade loose, the Hollow watched Camila lose her composure. The Vizard tumbled onto a nearby building as she seemingly lost her balance. Crashing into the buildings below, the Vizard's response was expected. "CONTAMINATE, MAKKANA ITAN!" The raven-haired girls' voice was loud as she practically shouted. One of her Zanpakutō became writhing mass of flesh that resembled a greatsword. Seems that a fancy new mask wasn't all that the Vizard had developed!

Nevertheless, the Hollow possessing Celes' body landed on the opposite side of the roof, her back turned to the Vizard, all the whistling that same eerie tune for a few more moments. Upon its completion, the Hollow looked over her own shoulder and stared at Camila. Her golden iris scanned her from head to toe before locking eyes with the Vizard. Her voice was much like Celes', but mildly distorted. "Hmm. Shame that you had to be cut, but I need to focus your attention." There was a hint of amusement to her voice. It wouldn't be hard to tell that her regrets were entirely disingenuous. 

"I clearly need no introduction, not that it really matters." The Hollow pointed at the Vizard and declared, "Don your mask. Prove to me that you are worthy of my time and attention." Once more, reiatsu practically leapt from her body. Focusing it around herself, the Hollow chanted. "Soar across the heavens..." Her voice, for a brief moment, was silenced by the intense surge in energy. Suddenly, her voice rose above the deafening energy. "Bankai; Kōgōshī Sōkō Gassō" A soft smile arose on the Hollow's lips. 

The familiar red aura overtook Celes' body once more, briefly kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust that covered the battlefield. At this point, Celes practically radiated with power. Behind the smokescreen, Kōgōshī Sōkō Gassō formed itself. First the skeleton formed, then the layer of skin and finally the armor itself. However, the Bankai went a step further. Raising the Hollow into the air, legs formed as an armor-like robe covered its body. Fiery red hair covered the head and wings sprouted from its back. As the smoke cleared almost as quickly as it had covered Camila and Celes, the Vizard could finally bear witness to their Bankai, a 40 ft tall Avatar resembling a Tengu!

As the large wings of the Tengu flapped once, rising slowly into the air. Opening its hand, an orb of energy formed which the Tengu quickly enclosed its hand around. Suddenly, this orb changed into a longsword. Gripping the hilt, the Vizard called out to Camila. "Show me the power of a full-fledged Vizard!" With that, the Avatar moved forward and swung downward with devastating force! Even if Camila dodged the swing, it effortlessly cut the house in two before a mighty shockwave blew the debris away. The shockwave, however, wouldn't stop there and continued forward in a line. In a single instant, a block's length of housing, and likely its residents, had been utterly destroyed! Would the Vizard meet the same fate? The Hollow hoped not, otherwise she would've been incredily dissapointed!

Complete Takeover: 2/3

[Camila Adaronde]

Even despite taking such a wound, Camila found herself nothing short of overjoyed. To think that Celes had some sort of inner Hollow as well! She wasn’t alone in the matter, but that hadn’t mattered; not after everything that had gone on through the years. She figured that she’d take the opportunity to have a little bit of fun with this woman.

”No need for introductions, huh?” She spoke, standing up as her leg had healed itself, ”Suppose I can live with that for now. I’d like your name before she takes control again though, yeah?” An interested smile remained plastered across her face. To say that Camila had been damned interested in this turn of events was an egregious understatement.

Watching carefully as “Celes” released Bankai, Camila’s excitement only grew further. ”LET’S DO THIS SHIT!!” She exclaimed, taking her fingers across the air in front of her face. Just as requested, Camila had donned her mask. She was ready for the shit show that was to follow from something so damned tall. While a “Kaiju battle” would’ve certainly been fun, Camila didn’t exactly have the time to set something like that up. Regardless, this was going to be fun.

Clearing to the left with Shunpō as the sword came down toward her, Camila watched as not only the house she was on, but the entire street had been cleaved apart with ease. This woman was strong! Gods, this was going to be so much fun! Taking to the air from her position, Camila pointed her blade to the sky, before taking it downward as she fell. Released from her blade was a spiritual blast - a full-powered Vizard’s Cero, wrapped in one of her own release abilities. Specifically, a Ryūketsu Nami, aimed directly for where Celes existed within her avatar.

Assuming the Cero could threaten to break through the defense, Camila didn’t hesitate in firing off another, in the exact same fashion. Given her accelerated spiritual reserves thanks to her mask, she felt like she was on top of the world for the time. She wasn’t going to be bested by some woman like this! Quite the opposite; this was to be a prelude for what was to come should the two cross paths once more. Regardless of that, if either of these attacks missed their mark, the areas they stuck were to leave behind quite an amount of flesh-crafted land. Hell was to be paid.

”LET ME SEE WHAT YOU’RE MADE OF!!” She exclaimed, ”FIGHT ME LIKE YOU FUCKING MEAN IT, HOLLOW!” Following her words was a cacophonous cackle not quite like the girl. If her eyes were in sight, Celes would’ve likely seen them widened; like the girl had been on something, and utterly losing it. Her stance had been lowered; almost bestial in nature. Her own hollow Reiatsu flared around her, inflicting a crushing gravitational pressure on anything and everything nearby. It was like a repeat of her fight with Kimiko; civilians nearby were to be erased all over again.

Mask Posts: 3/4