Wasteland Chaos [Mirja]

She floated above the barren wasteland, standing upon air as though it was steel beneath her feet. Her blue eyes roamed the earth below, noting the few hollows that had wandered within her vicinity. With a flick of her wrist, the raven haired woman sent blades of air towards these intruders, slicing easily through their masks and ending their occupation of the area. Letting out a soft sight, Videl Yuudeshi allowed herself to lower towards the ground, eyes scanning the area even as she reached in to her jacket to pull out a cell phone. Shaking her head at her own foolishness, she checked the time, ensuring she had more than enough time to continue fooling around before heading back to Karakura town. Honestly, why in all fucking hell had she wanted to go to school? Seriously? It was bloody insane! Unfortunately, now she had to deal with it, and that meant having a steady place to stay, a job to afford said place, along with numerous school supplies that she'd have to purchase. Groaning at her own frustration, a concentrated blast of wind rushed outward at an approaching hollow, slamming it backwards even as it shredded it to nothing. Now, if only there was someone more interesting she could fight...

The Wasteland! Full of coolness, and awesome, and cool awesome. She knew that if there was anything to do today, it would be found here. So she set off, sniffing out some someone to take her mind off Tessa. The cute Dragon girl had realized strangely when they last met, going from hot an angry to warm and sexy, almost as if Mirja had intimidated her into being a Good Girl, without any of the usual fun that went along with it. So she needed to go out and find that fun while it was still around to be found, and if not, crush all who stood in her way until she could find the fun!

Driven by the need for fun, she eventually came across a woman who was taking out a few Hollows. She even had wind powers, which was interesting. Grinning to herself, she darted towards the girl with her Slip-Stream, and with great focus and skill, moved in to slip her panties off. That should give her a good enough reason to come chase Mirja, get into a fight, and be generally fun.
"Hahaha! The Panty-stealing wolf has arrived, cower in fear of my stealing skills"

The second she felt a hand upon her body, Videl was already in motion. A burst of wind shoved her sideways and away from the person with speeds akin to a shinigami's flash step. Stumbling slightly as she came to a stop, she then began to fly upwards, the air around her carrying her in to the sky. Eyes turning to look downward upon the one who had done such, a snarl slipped from her mouth.

"So... this is a game for you? I guess then, I should bring the fun!"

Pointing her hand downwards towards Mirja, the air around the newcomer would still, going from gas to solid in a matter of seconds. Then, slowly but surely it started to pull away from the woman, leaving her in a vacuum and without any air to breath.

"Let me make myself clear, shit stain. Do not touch me. Ah, but you probably can't hear me as you're currently in a vacuum, and there's nothing for the sound to pass through. Guess I'll just end it then."

Her other hand came around as well, and slowly from it leaked a black miasma, the miasma heading straight for Mirja, passing easily through the vacuum. If the substance were to touch her? Well, then it would begin to slowly disintegrate her body from the point of contact, rendering it as if it had never existed in the first place. It cared not for physical defenses, and so unless Mirja possessed a strong spiritual defense, getting hit would likely be fatal.

The second the girl felt a hand on her body, Mirja had already relieved her of her underwear. If there was one thing that could be said about Mirja, is was that she was fast beyond belief for those who were not in the same echelon as her. Spinning the panties on her finger, she smirked at the girl.
"It's very much a game to me. Cute panties by they way. I definitely approve of them" she teased, spinning the panties some more before suddenly the air became solid around her. It was a neat trick, Mirja thought, and she wondered if her Slip-Stream could get through it like it could through water. It didn't like going through water, but The Wind was there, even in minute amounts.

But, before she could think of anything to do, the thick air was slowly going away, taxing her lungs and straining the rest of her body. A vacuum wasn't just a lack of air, it was a lack of everything people took for granted, and could easily be fatal. While there was still room to move, Mirja dropped into the Slip-Stream as the air dissipated, become less of a prison as more was removed and allowing her to shift through the strange semi-state that was Slip-Stream. It was not a true vacuum yet, and so she could still hear the girl's taunts as she slipped away. And the black stuff, it was disintegrating the air as it passed. Best not get hit by that. This girl threatened her ability to use one of her most prized abilities, and so she decided to congratulate the girl with a clap. Unfortunately for her, it was a clap that reached 300 decibels, was loud enough to set the surrounding area on fire, burst the eardrums of anyone who heard it, and gale-force winds erupted from the point of impact. Mirja's own ears were saved by her specialized BoB earplugs, but the poor girl as probably absent those.

Rolling her eyes at the woman's response, Videl watched as the individual somehow slipped away from her trap. How had that happened? Well, she'd figure it out somehow. Watching the idiot's movements, she directed the stream of miasmic energy to follow after the woman, changing directions instantly to follow its prey. When the individual finally stopped, moving to bring her hands together, Videl grinned. As the hands joined, the air around this annoyance would simply stop on a molecular level. Forcing all the atoms to shed the energy that caused them to move, all that kinetic energy would end up being shunted towards her opponent's body. In addition, with this sudden drop in kinetic energy, the air would freeze over, surrounding Mirja in an icy shell. On top of that, with the air molecules unable to move, the sound wave that Mirja had produced would be unable to move them, and thus it would end inches from the attacker's skin.

Taking a few moments to ensure the sound wave had thus dissipated, Videl would then relax her control upon the air that surrounded her opponent, letting Mirja's body heat return the area to normal even as she let another stream of her deadly miasmic energy leave her body and aim towards Mirja's legs.

"Come on! I know you're stronger than this! Even those pipsqueaks the old man fucks around with could do better than you are! Show me some fun!"

Maybe the girl underestimated her, but there was something to be said about what she had managed to pull off. The energy that was making the air move was currently in the vicinity of several thousand Megajoules. To simply disperse that would require a phenomenally higher degree of energy than what had been committed, and so the effects where less than what she desired. Like a train hitting a brick wall, it was slowed considerably, but there was to much force to stop outright without a tremendous effort, and so erupted a loud clap from Mirja's hands. It was not enough to do anything untowards, but nor was it stopped by her attempts. However, Mirja was surprised at this, and looked up at the girl, smirking as a pitch black mask condensed onto her face.
"Maybe I should treat this less like a game" She exclaimed, her voice turning elderich from the Hollow mask, as suddenly a shadow was cast across the ground.

This shadow, was made by a gigantic forty foot woman, Lady Caliburn. A hundred glorious arms spread in a semi-circle around her, and they did not look as if they were going to play nice. Mirja dissipated into the Slip-Stream, becoming all but untraceable within that bubble, and having no Reiatsu in which she could be sensed by. Videl had bigger problems, however - quite literally, in fact - as the monster of a woman looked to the girl, and began to throw several dozen hands at her, with considerable speed and might. Getting hit by one would hurt, but wouldn't be a massive issue. But this situation was one that portrayed the quality, of quantity.

Darting around in her Slip-Stream, Mirja kept an eye on the girl, and prepared a plan for if she focused on the colossus, which would be the obvious response from anyone. Lady Caliburn had a certain Shock and Awe to her, after all.

Her eyes widened as she felt her control break, and then the force of a shockwave slammed in to her. It shoved her backwards even as her eyes followed that of her adversary. They were stronger, far stronger than she had imagined, and now that Videl new that she simply let her body flow with the force before coming to a stop. Shaking her head to rid herself of the ringing in her ears, Videl's eyes widened once more at the sight of the giant being before her. Within an instant said eyes hardened once more as she focused inwards. With a surge of energy her body began to change, clothes and sclera of her eyes turning pitch black. Then, without a blink of an eye her body dispersed in to a cloud of miasmic energy before streaming up to the head of the beast that had come, intangible to all efforts during this movement, and then solidifying back in to Videl's form, her arm aimed straight at the being's head.

"Such foolishness."

With those words, more brackish miasma poured forth from Videl surging in streams to the being's head and each of its arms. Meanwhile, the previous two streams of the energy moved towards the being's torso, intent on getting hold of it. If it did? Well, it would start to devour the beings body, growing as it spread forth from the source of contact, as if it was just using the entity as fuel for its replication. With that work done, Videl then shot herself away from the being with another burst of wind, putting some distance between them in case it managed to survive somehow.

"Are you trying to help me win this battle? Cause, you know, fueling the opponent's abilities is only something dumb shits do."

Even as she spoke, her eyes darted around the desert, searching for any sign of Mirja. She knew she couldn't keep this up forever, time was not on her side with this form.

Mirja was interested in the depths of this girl's energy. She was pulled trick after trick off as if she was bottomless. Although, one thing that was interesting, is the way she charged at Lady Caliburn, as if expecting it to act like it was a being tethered by the rules of this reality. It was not. Letting Her launch her powers off to coat Lady Caliburn, it would quickly become apparent that this was no easy meal. The being was an incredibly solid construct, and resisted the devouring by limiting it to a very slow rate of attrition. At this point, it would be nearly several minutes before the construct was fully devoured. And being devoured did not impair it in the slightest. Exhibiting an ability to strike quickly, and extend it's arms far beyond what a person would assume the range of such a thing was, it struck at her with every palm at it's disposal while the girl was distracted looking for Mirja.

And, on the topic of the Wolf Girl, she would appear suddenly on the desert floor, and lift her mask enough to stick her tongue out at Videl.
"Nyah~ you are all talk, and yet, I haven't seen you do anything even remotely impressive" She taunted, preparing two Dome runes to cast as soon as it appeared like she was about to do anything. The Dome would protect her, and hopefully she had taunted the girl sufficently that she wouldn't notice the incoming threat from her Lady until it was to late to do anything. While Videl seemed to be taking this incredibly seriously, Mirja was just having a jolly time tormenting her. The interesting new form was certainly just that, but Mirja had made more tricks up her own sleeves yet.