Sector M [Opeartion Moon Massacre]

While the Area in which the child had snuck her way through wasn't exactly the quietest of all places; someone who was on high alert would have been easily able to detect the noisy sounds coming from the demon child running. Loud clacks of wooden sandals against the floor would have been one obvious indicator maybe even the huffs and pants of a child trying to keep up could have stuck out however the most obnoxious of all her sounds was perhaps the overly sized bell that rested on her barely noticeable bust. With each step she took the bell would have been disturbed either making the sound of a metal ball rolling or random uneven chimes whenever she made the noise maker bounce. Unlike everyone else in this battle where they have the speed to practically teleport places Blank only had her moderate stamina and ability to run half decently; making her slow to say in the least. While being a child in appearance it would be fair to same in her mind as well because she would have never dreamed of someone laying a trap down for her to fall in and that the not so heavily guarded path to the door was actually not safe in the slightest. Making her way to the entrance seemed to be way more tricky then she imaged as being able to keep your balance while running on outdated wooden sandals was something she was also not skilled at, marking her downfall literally. Once one of the booming explosions had shook the place event slightly the child lost her footing causing her to go face first into the ground, well if we wanted to be more realistic; body first, bell, then chin into metal. It was most likely not as painful to watch was it was to experience and seeing how she had some luck not to bite off her own tongue, all she was left with was a scare and a good bruise.

At this point the singular person that was guarding the door would have been able to see this all go down and been kind enough not to attack right the moment he had seen her. Judging by her appearance not many people would have attacked right away; if it wasn't for her unnaturally green coloured hair, large teal coloured horns sprouting from her forehead and a tail that looks like the continuation of her spine without any flesh to cover it. She would look like a regular child. Well, a scantily dressed child that is; while most people would wear shirts of some sort, Blank wore whatever she could find in her home town meaning a very revealing bikini like top (though with not much to reveal), white panties with paper ropes coming down the sides and the large bell. Nothing was really covering her torso or vital areas, funnily enough it was her legs and arms that were the most covered seeing how she was wearing black thigh highs, and gloves with kimono sleeves on top of them.

As a normal reaction to hurting yourself in a fall is to stay like that for a few seconds; at this point some people would try to assess what they hurt and how to get up without hurting themselves again which Blank had done. After quickly lifting her face from the ground; depending on how well the man's vision was there were obvious signs of the child about to cry. A red nose, tears start to form, soft sniffles becoming louder as time went on; very textbook child. Just as she couldn't hold her tears in anymore the child grabbed one of her shoes and tossed it down the hall way towards the door before bringing her hands to her face and start wailing at the top of her lungs. While the burst only lasted for a few short moments the child was still in a state of being upset. Trying to use her kimono sleeves to wipe off her wet face and nose, she lift herself from the ground to see her items scattered o the ground. Her Necromancer book and Quill some how slid further than her and her lantern must have flung off her tail at some point during the fall. The sounds of a child almost about to cry again was becoming clear with the child was she frustratingly picked up her items one by one; holding them within her tiny arms all whilst having one sandal on.

"Ngh..." While she never really said anything by the time she had reached this point; she did notice the male the closer she got to the door, seeing how she doesn't have stellar senses like other demons; she had no idea what he was or why he was even there. This didn't really matter to the girl and seeing how she was frustrated with nothing to blame on she went ahead and used him as a scapegoat. "Y-you.. You mister.. you tripped me didn't you.. With that statement a tiny sniffle escaped the child only making her wavering voice much ore pronounced due to her emotional state.

"I tripped you?"

With those words the child would have given the male a fierce nod; tears just barely falling from her eyes once more as she tried to use her book to wipe her face. Perhaps it was time to go and find herself some sort of back sac while she could use her large kimono sleeves as storage it really does weigh her down unevenly and makes it that much harder to run places. However in the time it took him to question her accusation and then start his own interrogation, Blank had used her own boney tail to remove the lantern from within her grasp. In all honesty that is where the lantern is supposed to be at all times, which made holding the Necromancer's book and it's Quill easier on the child. The next words that came from the man's mouth wasn't hostile at all, but due to the reasons of why she was hear it would make sense on why she would be a bit more reluctant to answer.

"I was told it was rude to ask someone their name before you gave your own." The child narrowed her eyes at the male and while the toe of her voice shifted slightly away from the childish nature it was; it wasn't like she was going to with hold that information. Gently dropping her books onto the ground the child would have made her way beside them before bowing her head to the male. While an outdated greeting it was something blank was used to doing at least in situations that didn't require any sort of fighting or running immediately. After lifting up her head the stumbling voice and vocabulary of a child returned to the little Blank, "My name is Blank. I'm a demon! Nice to meet cha' human~"

With that the child lifted herself off from the ground in one quick motion; almost tumbling over as he regained her balance. While her hands and sleeves worked their way to make her any dust or dirt that had befallen her were removed from her last few falls the child continued to speak. "Blank is here to catch up to Neo-nee-san; it seems everyone here is having a BBIIIIIIGGGG party. They thought they could leave Blank behind, no sir-rie. Blank has snuck her way into the party" While the child was speaking she couldn't help herself but respond by using her hands as well; especially when she shouting the word "big". The tiny hairs flung themselves in the air as if the demonstrate how big this party was going to be; even though there was the limitations on how wide she could make her arms even with the extra swaying of her sleeve it really didn't make much of a difference.

"Neo-nee-san should be up on the top floor. So Blank is trying to climb up there!" The child paused for a moment; thinking over what was said and if everything that was asked was responded to accordingly. After what seemed to be a second the child created a fist with her right hand and threw it her left; a common sign of an idea popping up in her head "Ah, human! Why are you at the party? Did you want to join too? Are you wanting to join Khalaism! Is that why you are here? Maybe you wanted to talk to Neo-nee-san! Oh please tell me you did!"

If the child could have been animated more there would be huge hearts in her eyes as she asked the question one after another. Anyone that knew blank would understand her love and devotion towards Khalaism and human or not everyone should love it in her mind. Just from the sheer thought of finding another human who would inspire under the same ideals of her caused the child to become even more excited then the norm. With a tiny squeal she would have placed her hands upon her flushed cheeks; fidgeting in place due to her excitement for the male to respond to her question.

Before the child went on her rant about Khalaism and questioning him repeatedly there was something that was brought up that caught her attention. Just from the sound of the word Quincy would have caused slight visual cues. Her long elven ears and along with her tail would have twitched slightly before returning to their neutral state. After spending quite some time in a pecurial bookstore Blank had hear of some very old texts written about races, species and perhaps cultures of people that were practically nonexistent. Perhaps this Guin-see was a died out race, it would make sense in why she hasn't really noticed them before that could also mean he is ancient. There was also another thing that was mentioned that she had heard of before but no-one had ever explained it to her and that was this ray sue. From the sounds of it everyone had different versions of it, perhaps she had it too? She didn't really understand what he was going on about but for her age Blank was fully capable of telling the difference between demon and 'other'. He was an 'other' and with the fact he didn't look like some monster it would only make sense she'd think he was human.

And the sudden burst of excitement she would have gotten later on through the thought of him maybe wanting to join the ranks of people who wanted to bring peace, would crush quiet quickly. If you were trying to look for a better way to get a girl mad at her; this was perhaps one of them. Unlike most people in her religious group she gets a different type of "excitement" whenever she tries to work for them or do something positive towards their ideals. Nothing pisses off a girl more then killing her very delicate buzz, it leaves a pretty sour taste in their mouths. So much like most pissed off animals blank wasn't very good at hiding it. Her expression was a bit less softer and her bone-like tail would have slowly swayed from one side to the other using extra force to whip it when changing its direction.

The part that annoyed her the most was everything he was saying wasn't all a lie; she is fully aware that they're were people going around and slaughtering those that didn't need to be killed yet. She was aware that it was a great sin unless if it had something to do with bettering yourself, and she so far didn't see it justice for anyone, but as far as she could tell this wasn't an order under her religion. There were members of her family here that didn't need to do this, but joined because their brethren were here; she knew that. The more the thoughts dwindled in her head the more frustrated she got her tiny fists clenching till her knuckles were white. The worse part being the way she was is that you learn pretty fast, childish beliefs start to die just as quickly and while she is only five months she could remember everything she had read. Things about war, about people, about life, as long as she understood what they meant she'd be able to apply them to most things, but Blank is still a child. Biologically, chronologically, her mental choices, but then why does she feel that lying to herself is the right thing to do.

The child bit down upon her lips before regaining her sense of balance after that last shook, tears were forming in her eyes and it took a second before she released the lip to talk. "Uh.. Sorry.. Blank doesn't really understand what you mean, Mister. She hasn't been alive long enough to know what a Guin see is or what ray sue is.." While she spoke she pulled one of her hands up to her head mimicking a classic gestures humans would do when brought to an uncomfortable or a confusing situation. The child tried to smile so big that she had to close her eyes before dropping the forced expression with something a bit more mixed. It was almost like something in between a forced happy and stressed sadness and with that she would carefully take the time to pick up her belongings while speaking.

"Awwww~ ... Blank still doesn't understand.. She'd not good with math, but sucks you don't want to join.. but.." Placing the end of the book's binding snug into her inner elbow, the child would have begun flipping through the pages using her upper arm to hold the page. Reading over the page carefully she'd look back up the male, putting another smile on her face, "But Blank has to go meet Neo-nee-san for the Party.. It's rude to be late. So you won't attack her when she tries to leave, right?"

Annoyance. Anger. Even dumbfounded. Many unnecessary emotions that we feel day to day has finally become a full understanding to the little demon. Never had she had to experience the full brunt of all these emotions working together in a strange emotional cocktail. While it seemed that he did have more experience then her in battle, what he didn't know could be the end for him.. that is if she even wanted to kill him. At this point everything was inside the child's head, unless if you can think about the emotions being plastered on her face, but nothing verbal until she finally sighed. She was trying to get the pent up feelings to finally leave with this breathing experience humans tend to forget about; perhaps it's because it isn't 100% accurate.

"No-one is going to kill Neoveta.. and especially not you." If the shift in vocabulary wasn't weird enough the child took no time in using the quill near by to write some foreign language in the thing air. The words in which were written seems to float in place while also given off a strange glow to it; while this didn't faze the child in the slightest as she had seen this many times, she wasn't quite sure what the others would be. Once the word was completed the letters become to glow so brightly that it could act as a tiny flash grenade leaving become a weirdly mutated cartoon skeleton. in between all the nooks and crannies of this skeleton was the same type of glow that the text in the air carried proving that it was her creation. It had rough looking leather boots on, an old style metal helmet and sword in it's possession; much like cartoon evil skeletons. It should have been obvious that this was her main use of understanding seeing how it's face was just like out of a cartoon with the angry eye holes. Trying to hold out the pain of having one of your souls ripped out of you to do such a thing the child gave up a rather victorious "hmph" her tail responding in a quick flick.

"This is Blank's super scwary Skeleton! Now attack!!" A tiny little squeal left the chid as threw the hand that still tightly held onto the quill towards the direction of the other guy. With that motion the skeleton had quickly made it way over to the male preparing to slice at his torso at any given moment.

But to any outside perspective.. it is a battle between beginner stats and beginner stats and it's really hard to see who will reign over with the abilities they both have.