Night time stroll (Game/Morph)

She seemed utterly out of touch with him spilling the soda down his front, so he quickly closed his eyes and let out a little energy to heat himself rapidly and make the liquid evaporate before exhaling and trying to stem his nerves. It wasn't a giant drooling Hollow staring him down or a demonic goddess hell bent on killing everyone, no this was just a girl, a pretty girl that seemed to be excited that she finally had company and that's what threw Landen off.

No one ever really seemed excited to talk to him except for Carter and that's because the two were eachothers only friend. When a pretty girl did something weird like set up a fast food dinner in a narrow ally way it was strange and had Landen thrown off just a tad, if someone else had done it he would have been cool and level headed, not unsure of what to say but this idiot never really spoke to girls before and found his loud mouth had abandoned him and left him feeling quite bashful.

Snapping back to reality he heard the click clack of bones stomping down the ally way to leave the two alone and watch the opening toward the street, leaving them in peace to meet, exchange small talk, and get to know one another. Be that as it may stay on guard, eyes and ears on. He thought to himself before keening into what she was talking about, she seemed over joyed to have someone to talk to and wanted to know his name and all she could about him, " My name's Landen, I'm a Viza-" He started to answer before she kept speaking and he felt as if he had interrupted her.

Once she finally stopped talking after stating she wanted to know what he was, his energy, and that she was pretty new to all this he cleared his throat and picked back up, "Like I was saying my name is Landen, I'm a Vizard and actually the reason you might be so interested in my energy is because ours are closely related. We both have shinigami powers and Zanpakutō's but where as I still hold mine in battle you use your Zanpakutō as a way to unleash your Hollow abilities to the extreme from what I've seen with other Arrancar. I unlock my hollow powers by dawning my Vizard mask but most of the time I leave my hollow locked up, the panther is not a good friend."

Once he said that he could feel the burn of a violet flame while the wicked cat flick it's evil tail in his soul, whispering a dark promise of power like it always did when he brought it up.

Cracking his neck he shook the words from his mind and focused back on the girl, " You'll have to forgive my shaky voice and nerves, I just never get to speak to a pretty woman without her trying to kill me and being that you are an Arrancar and I am a Vizard and I work for the Vizard Corps we are actually enemies so any time now I expect this nice talk to turn to blows. I, though, won't be drawing my weapon if this stays peaceful because it's been quite a long time since I actually sat down with someone other than that short white haired asshole to relax so I'm taking full advantage of this. "

"[color=#9900ff]This food you prepared looks quite wonderful./[color]" he said, trying to adopt and old English accent to make the mood lighthearted and turn it away from his stupidly serious statement, " So Murai tell me about yourself, I've spoken enough, now I guess I could listen a bit." He said, feeling his stomach start to settle and his heart beat slow just a tad, still racing though at talking to someone new outside of the battlefield where it was easier to have a large ego. While he waited he stuffed four chicken nuggets in his mouth in an attempt to make himself not look like a child put on a spot light and uncomfortable.

The woman seemed interested enough at least, ears left open so she could listen to everything he had to say. Her body had begun to adjust, weight shifting as she leaned forwards slowly, a single elbow placed upon the table, soon followed by the other as delicate fingers pressed against her chin to keep her head up. With her body leaning the way, her back had been left to curve slightly, top pulled down just slightly for a bit of cleavage to show in order to continue leaving this 'Landen' rather flustered. Honestly, at this point, she wanted to see just how much she could mess with him. A single leg crossed over the other one, thighs touching against one another almost visibly due to the way her dress had rested upon her body.

Instead of interrupting such as before, she remained entirely silent and only listened to what he had to say. Some of these things were interesting, such as the fact that he was a Vizard. It wasn't something that she had ever learned about or dealt with before, so it was a major point of interest for her. Along with the fact that he was a vizard, he wielded a similar weapon with a similar energy, perhaps spiking her interest at the first sensing of his power. That explained a lot for her, and also helped her feel... Just a bit more understood if he held a hollow within him. She never really met any other sentient hollow, or even arrancar that would speak with her. Hell, she felt like she was the only one to still walk the earth, so at times, it did feel rather lonely.

Well, there was still the fact that he wasn't -really- a hollow, on having one contained within him... That led to a small pout coming across the pale woman's lips. Edging downwards slightly as lips were pursed out teasingly, cheeks puffing out as brows furrowed. That was mean to the poor hollow! Keeping it locked up forever with no chance of freedom unless it clawed it's way out... And that probably wouldn't be very pleasant at all! Well, no matter the case, she still had to listen with her lips pursed forwards to show her disdain towards the comment about an inner hollow being kept within.

And soon, those words were uttered. 'Enemies'. Bah, why does that even matter? Hurr durr we're good people that slaughter everyone of this race. Honestly, they should either have a reason or just not set it to be one specific race within her mind... Welllll, most arrancar are probably really really bad and murder lots of people, so she sorta mentally put herself in a checkmate. Her thoguht process was a bit odd, but hey, at least this new fellow didn't plan on starting a fight. That'd be pretty unfortunate for him in such closed quarters. Less places to run and hide.

Before she could even start speaking, laughter burst past her lips. Her pout fading away and instead led to her lips curling upwards to signify a smile to join the laughter. She wasn't expecting something this nervous at all to give a silly little accent, laughter over taking her enough that she leaned back in her chair, bellowing out with hands where her lungs would be. After a few moments of her showing that she wasn't a stiff prick, she simply sat up straight and placed her hands upon her lap to look at least a little bit formal. He was at least enjoying the crappy food that she bought. It did it's purpose of getting someone's attention to stay, and that's all she could ask for.

"Alright, alright Mr. EnglishMcGentleman~!" Her own posh, english voice came out, face getting rather straight as her lips were pursed... Even a single hand raised with her pinky straight up seen to fully get into the accent that she would speak with for probably a good while. "Well, Mr. Landen, I have a few interesting facts about a woman as gracious and wonderful as me." Oh gosh, she had gotten even more condescending. "I am an Arrancar of many talents! One of such being that I am part of the well-known Monsuta who has just changed leaders to one less wild. Along with these change of events, a proper lady such as myself has gone through all ranks of the hollow lower-class in order to obtain a high standings such as this! While on the topic, why do you choose to not let thy hollow out? Surely once it grows in strength, it'll be unstoppable and could be used for your benefit! At least, that's how I believe. Though my knowledge may be -vast-, I am not all too sure on how a race such as yours works." She was starting to run out of fancy people speak, but she still seemed pretty adamant about keeping the act up.