Awakening of the buried[open]

"Karakura town, shopping district." Said a surprisingly calm, womanly voice. "I'd say it's mid day too-" the red headed woman put a hand to block out enough light for her to look up at the sun, "-about 74 degrees fahrenheit-" she licked her pinkie finger and held it up to determine the breeze, "-and a gentle breeze headed south to southwest, just about."

Should the woman turn around to look at the one who spoke so clearly and informatively, she would see a young-looking redheaded maid who appeared to only be in her mid twenties. Hands clasped in front of her, the woman held just a few small bags of what one could only assume where groceries purchased from a nearby store. Her smile was a serene, serious one, contradicting any "mocking" her earlier statements may have implied. But what set this woman off from the others was that she seemingly wasn't affected by the pressure exerted by the woman's reiatsu. In fact, this red headed maid was exerting her own reiatsu, which, surprisingly enough, exerted some sort of feeling of nostalgia? Something that would make the woman think of old, or possibly bring back some memories.

"Is there anything you need help with, ma'am?" the woman asked, clearly trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. The people around her couldn't tell if she was really dumb or if there was something off with this red head. She saw this woman burst out of a fissure in the ground just like everyone else, yet she seemed intent on helping her still. Or, at least, she was intent on being nice to her. Either way it was strange and abnormal and she really probably shouldn't be doing this. She just didn't care.

"Ah, my dearest apologies, ma'am." The woman said, bowing in apology to the woman. "My name is Ophelia Lestat, head maid of the Mikadzuki household. Karakura city is located in Japan of the Human Realm, also, and if you need someone to show you around, then I could do that for you." As the woman offered this, she stood up from her bow to look at the woman who was apparently disappointed in the not-so-capable population of Karakura. They were just normal humans after all, no real power or ability, yet still this woman went on about how weak they were. Of course they were weak, they were humans.

Not more than a moment later, Ophelia was faced and approached by this mystery woman who seemed to have a lot of pent up energy. Ophelia could relate, she was like that not too long ago. But thanks to a certain incident, that was kind of turned around on her. Now she doesn't have enough energy, especially with her maid duties. There wasn't nearly enough time for her to go out and test out her powers either, mostly because of said energy issues. However, as she listened to this woman, it seems she would be offered a chance to test out her powers via a spar. That is, if the woman accepted her invitation to do so.

"If you want, I could be your sparring partner. I haven't had time to test out some things that I've theorized about and you need to get rid of your pent up energies..." Ophelia reached into a bag and pulled out a table cloth she had bought, intending it to be used as one. Today however, it would find a very different use. Opening up the package that held the table cloth, Ophelia draped it over her shoulders and smiled at the woman. "So how about it, miss... uhm..."

Ophelia didn't have the time nor the skill to dodge the woman's first attack, but even as it hit, there was hardly a sign of care on her face. The fist connected with her stomach and the wind she stored there to try and cushion the blow was pushed out as well. Most of her reiatsu was also concentrated there, and she soon found herself skidding backwards along the concrete on her heels just from the leftover force. Slowly coming to a stop before she hit the wall behind her, Ophelia looked up at the woman and smiled as if nothing happened.

"I missed the date, part. My apologies~" the woman chimed before watching this Hyomi woman try and attack her again.

There wasn't any hesitation as Ophelia snapped her fingers and her left arm turned black. The first attack she was able to predict and block, but the force still made Ophelia cringe and gasp in pain. The punch however, connected once more and sent Ophelia flying, which is exactly what she wanted. Holding the table cloth in front of her, Ophelia waited for the moment of impact with the ground and made sure to enclose herself completely between the cloth and the ground. And that's where everything got a little stranger.

The table cloth flew up into the air after Ophelia disappeared, quite literally, into another dimension underneath it. At the same time, Hyomi would feel the leg she had kicked Ophelia with to feel quite difficult to move. Looking down at where Ophelia's blackened arm touched her leg, Hyomi would see a fairly sized black spot which is where her muscles and skin were temporarily dead. Shortly afterwards, she would feel her back gain an extreme weight as Ophelia, from the torso up, appeared out of her back and pressed a knife to the back of her head.

"The name's Ophelia. Ophelia Lestat." she said, mocking how Hyomi introduced herself mere moments ago. After this introduction, Ophelia would attempt to stab Hyomi right where her shoulder and neck met in an attempt to either kill or severely harm her. Ophelia was still only halfway out of Hyomi's back as well, so any attempts to dodge this by jumping out of the way would only bring Ophelia along with her. It was block or get stabbed, really.