Scouring the F-Zone For A Future [Open]

Shaking her head erratically, Mirja denied the young thing's claim. He did not smell very much of mushroom, he smelled of Person. But that did not matter in her mind.
"Ahh, but this is now what you smell. It is what you are. Little Mushroom, you thought you could hide from me, but my eyes see everything that is you. Bwabwabwabwa!" Clearly, right off her rocker. Which is what the kid thought, and thus Mirja was doing her job well. Today she wanted to go spook someone and see how long it took for them to run away, because she was a nutter like that.

However, someone else came into the scene, someone known to the both of them. Yoma, from Monsuta. Mirja did not like that orginization after Ibiki had told her to leave it, but would be polite to him for the sake of being polite. She was not a supra rude Wolf, after all.
"Ahh, Crazy Wolf Lady's Crazy Wolf Parts are indeed real. For they are the fluffiest, and snuggliest, and outright bestest of them all. None can compete with Crazy Wolf Lady's Crazy Wolf Parts. You would be a fool to try!" She exclaimed, laughing maniacally some more.

Then, however, came the askance of a spar. To pit themselves against her, and in doing so, become stronger. Or have their spines snapped into a pretty pattern and turned into a human crab thing. To avoid the second option, Mirja smiled. A coherent and focused smile. It would be clear to anyone paying attention that she was just putting on the act of madness.
"To cross fists with The Wolf of Eden is a tall order. I must test your conviction. You have five minutes, survive!" She exclaimed, and then Slip-Streamed over to a nearby building, looking down on the two with a grin. Of course, neither of the two would be able to give chase because, in her place, she had left Lady Caliburn. A hundred arms splayed from her, as the head looked down at Yoma and Belleh. Giving them a few seconds to comprehend what was going to happen, she threw a palm strike at both of them, hand soaring from on high, strong enough to cause some serious damage to the kids if they didn't get out of the way. One evolved fastest when faced with insurmountable opposition, after all.

Yoma was very interested in the women’s behavior, she reminded him of someone else he knew and felt that if he could stand up to her he would be able to face himself one day. Yet, Yoma had to question whether or not if this was an act or not. It was easy to act differently in a quick second but this just pumped up his excitement. Yet, He grew curious as to why the boy named belleh hid himself behind him. Guessing that the woman’s behavior had gotten to him, Yoma laughed. Seems belleh had also recalled him which gave Yoma a bit of comfort. Belleh had informed him that he had no idea what he was doing here but stated that the women was nothing more than loud and annoying. Continuing to compare his other self and the woman, Yoma could not help but feel as this fight would be more of a challenge than usual.

Belleh pointed towards the woman stating how she is just crazy and would it be fine to spar against her. Hell Belleh barely knew yoma or the woman but couldn’t stop thinking of how crazy she was. Yoma could see mirja continued acting as she was with a laugh and everything. She began answering yoma’s questions of how she was a real wolf and her behavior changed suddenly upon hearing his request for a spar. Her face had managed to form a strange smile as if she was going mad. It gave yoma the thought as she had suddenly had a plan or idea. It really felt as he was facing him, but knew that he will have to push himself if he wanted to try to pull a win. Mirja expressed her demands to confront her power the two children had to pass a simple test, survive for 5 mins. Yoma knew he had been surviving for the entirety of his life, constantly in flux. He wasn’t going to lose here, He knew he wasn’t the strongest nor had he been the most active shinigami but had his purpose shaken a bit more from his encounter of poliro.

What he learned from tsubasa also caused him to strive to keep moving. Yet, as a challenge for himself he had thrown away his zanpakuto to return for it another day until he was ready to face it once more. The woman here and now represent a part of himself he strived to defeat. Mirja disappeared in an instant and left behind a tall woman with a number of arms, yet one half was gold and the other half was dark. Yoma felt as it reflected himself as it looked down upon him and belleh. Yoma knew immediately he had to react as quickly as he could. His body reacted as fast he could. Grabbing Belleh and tossing him aside from the first strike. Using the flash step technique the old man he met in the gotei showed him to avoid the first strike. Ready for any more that would come.

“Survive for 5 mins? Then you better not make it simple. I won't let myself go down easily. I have a lot i need to prove. Belleh give it your best as well. You want to grow right? This could be our chance. Let's show we aren’t as weak as those expect of us! She reminds me of someone i want to beat so come on belleh.”

Yoma had no idea what he was getting into but knew this was his chance to improve. This was his challenge to learn the world from a different view than before.