Meeting People [open]

Ladon's eyebrow raised at the mention of the combat squad. Another person from the same squad Ladon was in. Not uncommon, Ladon didn't exactly expect it though. He was a little disappointed he couldn't test some of his new ice control on the hollow but he only sighed and looked on at the two as Mirja started to hug Taichou and nibble on her ear. As Ladon saw this he had thoughts of his own past... of his fiance... NO! He shook his head, his surprisingly long hair, for a guy, flailing around slightly as he did so. He was NOT going to remember that shit now, this wasn't the time for that. He sighed softly and listened on as the two soon enough spoke their names. He exhaled and looked at them both again.

"Ladon Iwashikeru, Combat Squad as well. What are you two doing here...?"

He sighed softly and looked at them, waiting for an answer, unsure why they were here. Things were definitely taking a strange turn.

"Mirja-sama is my mentor. She took me in while I was wandering on my own, at the darkest point of my very existence. We've been inseparable since." Taichou spoke, before sighing, as the memories from her past began to roll in, like a thunder-storm.

"She's like the big sister I never had, and the best one at that; together we'll rule the Human World as the Terror Twins! And maybe the Seireitei too." Chuckling, she shook the thoughts of her dread-ridden past, focusing on what was directly in front of her: her future in the Soul Society, and the very future that was rising for her as a Shinigami-in-training, with her Shin'o Academy Entrance Exam looming overhead.

And in this, Taichou remembered that there is good, smiling towards the newly introduced Iwashikeru Ladon, bowing in a formal greeting.

Mirja cocked an eyebrow softly as the guy introduced himself as part of the Combat Squad. There was a time when everyone knew everyone in this squad, but now the squads were several hundred thousand, or even millions of Soul Reapers, that was blantantly impossible. So instead she focused on Taichou's words. How Mirja had freed her at her lowest point and build supports and foundation to rise her up again, culminating in the joining of the Shin'o Academy. The thought pattern was a nice one, but Mirja was always worried about the people of old that Taichou knew, coming back to start trouble.

"We can't rule the world, it's far to big. Best we can do is rent the world. Less reliance on the serfs. More time spend eating grapes from the hands of barely clad Kajira"

Taichou glanced at her mentor, wondering what she was thinking as she noticed Mirja's eyebrow cocked. Tilting her head to the side, she extended her hand, curling all of her fingers towards her palm, in turn, uncurling her pinky finger; linking it with that of her maestro's.

She then looked back to the other Shinigami, intuitively she thought, 'Mirja-sama looks apprehensive about this guy... There's something about him. Something that lies beneath the surface. But what?' With a shake of her head, she shook away her thoughts, before she responded to the statement her maestro had spoke,

"Renting the world... Hmm.. I enjoy the sound of that, maestro." A toothy grin caused Taichou's cheeks to dimple, and her eyes to crinkle at the corners.

Ladon sighed softly at these two. They were definitely... well, they were weird and Ladon truly had no way to describe them otherwise. He couldn't help but think of Nemesis, how she told him to find her. Well... He hadn't done that yet... but why? It could be because he's afraid... or does he somehow have ties in the Soul society? No... well, there was the death of Azure, which, was indeed a tragedy but, even then, Ladon didn't really care... It was another person who had died trying to protect something... Well, anyways, he noticed that Taichou was staring at him at one point and he was sent only slightly on edge. Partially out of instinct and due to the fact that the last time he had looks shot at him like that were, well, it's been a while...

Ladon sighed softly and touched his left hand to his Zanpakutō's handle out of habit. It wasn't remotely anything like a threat, he was just absentminded in the random touching of his Zanpakutō. He did notice it, however and he moved his hand away. He looked at the two once more and sighed softly.

"W-well.. thanks for the help. I think I'll just be going now if that's okay..."

Ladon slowly turned after bowing politely, a notion that he had forgotten to do quite some time ago. He had no idea why those two were here... frankly he didn't really care. He'll always be a loner, in his mind at least, ever since he lost his fiance, that's all he's been. A lone Shinigami who skulks around and does what he wants, mostly. He still believed the only way for him to get strong was to get Nemesis's help... who knows, maybe this interaction in the wastelands will be what he needs to actually go to Europe and seek out Nemesis... maybe it was his method of 'escape'...

Mirja watched as the guy just bowed, and then turned to go. Like they weren't good company or something. Tsk, what a drip. Who even just walked away from a pair of hottie girls in the middle of a Hollow-infested wasteland of nothing? This guy...Still, Mirja wasn't going to do anything if Taichou didn't mind his sudden departure after lack of actually really being here. She was always up for more alone time with her Tiny Taichou. This was girl time, guys were not allowed, they were pooy. nyeh~~

"Well, ok. Be safe out there. It's not the nicest place around these days" she said, in total oposition to her mental thoughts. She even cracked a smiled and waved softly, to make it look like she was totally friendly and stuff, which she totally wasn't.

Taichou blinked, noting Ladon's very abrupt exit. Not knowing how to respond exactly, she continued blinking, before she turned to her maestro and spoke, "Well, that was weird... I sensed him brooding about something, but I can't put my finger on what." Her brow furrowed, as she now found herself waving at his retreating form.

She raised her arms, extending them above her head as if she were stretching. Her body now feeling the after-effects of the ball of reiryoku she had thrown at the Hollow. She placed her left hand on her right shoulder, rubbing it and moving it around. The action then looking as if she were a little bird, flapping with only one wing. A yawn elicited from between her lips, before she shifted her fixated gaze from her master, back to the man called Ladon, who was still retreating before them.

Ladon kept walking, not really caring what these two thought or said. Sure, they were good looking women, but, Ladon really had no need for companionship right now. He had no reason for it... Frankly, he wasn't even sure if he wanted such a thing now. After all that had happened... but, never mind. That was in his past, a past he was not going to let anyone else experience again. Though he did stop after a while, looking around slowly. Why hasn't another hollow attacked yet...? Pretty sure hollows were supposed to be common here. Well... then...

With Cautious steps Ladon prepared himself to draw his Zanpakutō if he really needed to, if a hollow decided to pounce on him. Damn things weren't gonna stay away from him, his spiritual pressure was interesting enough that they wanted a snack. But, soon enough Ladon slowed to a stop again. He stood there, waiting to see what might happen, as we was still terrible at sensing Reiatsu. It was time to wonder, even more so now, where are the damn hollows?

Mirja shrugged as Taichou announced that he was brooding over something. She never really thought a lot of anyone from that gender, so she had quite the callous view of them. As a result, she spoke pretty negetively as to why he might have been brooding and what could have spawned the sudden exit.
"He is a guy. They brood over practically anything, and everything. Seriously, once met a guy who brooded over the fact that milk was white. No valid reason either, it was just because milk was white that he brooded. I think they think it makes them mysterious, or something" She told Taichou, before she sensed a movement off to one direction.

"Was wondering when they were coming. See, your average hollow is a little stupid, but not entirely so. They know enough to get a gang of friends if they think it will help them with a group that might otherwise kill them. And that is what we are seeing here" She told Taichou, turning to face the Hollows with a look of nonchalance that one would usually not have, facing down something of this size and voracious hunger. Still, a lot of Hollows mean a lot of faces to smash.

"Mirja-sama.. Something's not right." Taichou's spiritual essence had caught wind of something large heading in their general direction, and another heading in the direction of Iwashikeru Ladon. Grimacing, the young Ryakketsu held her hand infront of her bosom once again, though still draining from the power she had exerted against the Hollow, she manifested Soul Ribbons, clasping one of her hands onto the Ribbon of the mysterious, ominous figure that was approaching them.

"Shit.. Could this be?..." Her feet began to lead her in the direction of the being at large. Composing herself, she began to charge her Reiryoku in the case that things were to go south, and for whatever reason, she and Mirja got separated.

"Mirja-sama.. We need to help him!" She hollered to her maestro, a brisk air surrounding her now.