Contradiction : Friends Or Foes? [Closed Ask For Invite Shizuo/Frost]

The start of this day was suppose to be mundane, unusual and ordinary. Many of those in the eleventh company were more focused on these objectives: training themselves to become stronger for the next attack on the seireitei, helping assist those in the Soul Society with the aftermath of Demonic Incursion or outright following the command and instructions of their Captain. This was a time of great repair, healing and improvement and the Shinigami needed their privacy for the time being. They had been so worn down with the crisis that things just weren't looking too bright for them.

So, in light of these problems, The Oni Captain of this division was busy training her men, filling out paperwork and helping reconstruct the Seireitei at this time. That is, however, until she felt something bizarre in the dimensional fabric of their realm. There was an electric air in the barracks of the Division Eleven Squadron. Yes, a mighty surge in power covered the lands and it was quite foul in its odor. From this energy frequency, it could be only one thing: a demon. One on par with a Demonic King or Queen at that. Therefore, the likes of Menacing Devil Girl was more than up to the task of dealing with this perceived threat. All it took was a matter of moments in order for her to arrive at the scene in all of her oni attire.

Her eyes were as amber as a sunset, skin as rich as milk, bronze horns as fierce as a demons and spiritual aura as purple as a violet flower. These were the many words that could be attributed to stand-out features in The Kenpachi's appearance. Aside from that, she was adorning the typical shinigami uniform, but she seemed to be missing one vital component: her zanpukto. So, with a snap of her fingers, it materialized around her waist a metallic belt with numerous chains across it. As it took shape, as to did a pair of metal cuffs appear around each of Ibiki's wrist. The last items to emerge on the ends of these chains were a orange sphere, an emerald green triangle and a red cube.

Now armed and ready for combat, The Menacing Devil Girl pointed her fist directly towards Inami and motioned to a thumbs down. It was clear that she didn't approve of her being in this squadron. Not after everything that had occurred in the aftermath of Demonic Incursion. It was far too soon for an Asthavon to be seen here. Therefore, despite her good nature, Ibiki did not desire that she stay here for too long.

Add to the fact that there was a bit of arrogance in her tone and it left a sour taste in The Oni Shinigami's mouth. Did she honestly expect, even in her hypothetical situation, that a demon of her caliber could just waltz on into her home and obliterate it without a single hand to stop her? There was some serious nerve in that statement that just made the pride of The Devil Girl cringe. A feeling that she rarely felt, but with the backs of her people on the line, it was one that was becoming increasingly common.

"You should retract from making statements you can't back-up, Demon. It isn't wise to poke the beast like that. Prod it too much and you may get the claws, hehehe."

There was a sense of jovial nature behind her voice, but there definitely was intent hidden behind the words. The woman was stressed and Inami really wasn't helping matters with her boastful entrance. But, most of all, this response was mostly geared towards that statement The Demon Queen made about leaving her people six feet under if she so chose to. As if she was the ultimate decider of their fate so long as an equal power like Ibiki's still existed to oppose her.

"And that certainly isn't the way to make a diplomatic entrance, now is it?"

With her arms folded, the disposition of the Menacing Devil Girl eased and she kept her ginger eyes solely on the sight of Inami's body. Watching, waiting and anticipating for her to make any sudden methods. If there was the ounce of hostility? She would deal with it then and there. These demons, at least Asthavon ones, were infamous for their meltdowns and she wasn't having any of that in her squad today if she had the power to help it.

"Well, I've gotten the gist of your statement: you aren't our enemy. I'm happy. Really, I am. Now, if you could be so kind as to exit, I would appreciate it!"

The tone of Ibiki's voice was as perky as ever, despite the desire for Inami to leave. So, to speed these matters along, The Oni Captain sent mental commands to the research department's teleporation systems. This was done so that she could summon a wormhole that would lead back into the Living Realm for The Demon Queen to follow. At least this way she could get a swift entrance out of here and back to handling whatever business she needed to tend to that didn't concern her.

" I'll mark down your statement and keep it moving, Inami. I've got a ton on my plate and I'd prefer it if you just go."

Thus, yet again she'd motion towards that same vortex and hope that The Demon would just go away. If not, she had better be prepared to give her a reason to care for her being here. Or, if she truly was here for a fight, then The Royal Demoness better prepare to be taken to heaven and back for a clash she would not soon forget. In any case, most of the other division members were beginning to pick up on this hostility in the air and they to started to surround the area to back up her Captain.

"So please, make your decision wisely and quickly time is running thin for both of us."