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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Fri Jul 02, 2021 4:53 am
The Runaway
“I only warned you. I didn’t start attacking until you started growing that shit!”
Julia spat the words back at Santa. How gullible did that Hollow-lady think Julia was? Did she really believe she would just stand down so she could be drowned in flesh, bones and despair?
Before she could release an arrow, something fast and hard hit her and pushed her arm away. The arrow flew away and vanished somewhere in the distance. If Julia hadn’t activated her Blut it surely would have broken her arm. Still...it hurt. It hurt a lot. It was through a leather jacket, a sturdy leather cuff and the Blut and Julia still was sure she would take away a major bruise.
In the same moment the Arrancar charged with a Sonido. Julia reacted almost too late, only a fraction of a second before Santa reached her, catapulted herself back with her own high-speed movement. It resulted in a short, very surreal moment, when both women moved at the same speed, parallel to each other. For this short moment it seemed as if the two of them stood still, while the world around them was a blur. Julia could clearly see the face of her opponent, stare into the intense eyes that seemed to wildly shift color in the rapidly changing light of their movement. Santa would be able to see Julia’s face as clearly: the fair, almost pale, skin, framed by blonde hair, and the greyish-green eyes, in which now fear flickered.
Then Julia extended her movement with another, faster Hirenkyaku and pulled away.
When she stopped she continued to move back, but without Hirenkyakus. Slowly but steadily she began to feel the wear of the repeated use.
Meanwhile dozens of hands started growing, reaching for her, trying to grab her. Panic almost grabbed Julia even before the hands could. She jumped back and fired two, three arrows into the hands, but there were dozens. Even through the fear, squeezing her heart with a cold claw. she realised she couldn’t shoot them all with single arrows.
She drew the string and held the arrow, just a moment longer, and whispered:
“Funkenregen.”
Then she released it. And in quick succession another one. The arrows flew only a short distance, then they burst apart in small flashes of light and ten individual sparks of energy flew away and towards the hands growing towards Julia. The sparks were pretty weak, only a tenth of the strength the original arrows had. But there were twenty of them.
Although she felt the strain with each additional one, Julia used another long Hirenkyaku to get as much distance between her and Santa as she could. When she stopped again her breath was going a bit heavier. A feeling of relief, for being temporarily out of Santa’s reach, pushed back some of the fear, but even thinking about the horrible hands reaching for her sent shivers down her spine.
“Are you really that naive?” Julia yelled towards the Hollow-lady, unsure whether she was even able to understand her. This time there were more than just 50 yards between the two of them.
“Do you really believe I would leave myself open to you and your ‘garden’, so you can grab me and consume my soul? Do you really think I believe you would just go your way? If you aren’t on the hunt, what the heck are you doing in the world of the living anyway? You were the one who approached me after I told you to get lost. You were the one who threw that shit at me. You stand down first!”
Julia wondered if this would really have any effect. Her bow-arm hurt and trembled a bit. And she felt the strain on her stamina. This was only the second time she had to do real battle without a security net in the form of a well trained and well seasoned squad of Quincies protecting the heiress of her family. It was something totally different when you really had to fend for your life. And Jules was far away from her A-game right now. What she felt was about the same an arachnophobe felt when he was thrown into a pit filled with gigantic spiders.
But still, she wasn’t at the end of her rope yet. And she could still kick it into high gear, although that was something she never used in real combat, not even under the protection of her parent’s gorillas. And it was really taxing. but it would especially boost her speed to an incredible level. Enough to outmaneuver the…’garden’. Theoretically.
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Sun Jul 04, 2021 12:33 pm
Santa narrowed her eyes, the garden growing, surging up as it mounted, a mound of bodies between her and the quincy as they shot around dizzyingly, it was only because of the numerous eyes scattered around the garden that she was able to keep track of her. That shotgun spray of sparks ripping into those hands but they continued to grow, stopping their advance as Santa...... peered.
She could hear through her garden, so even as the girl dshouted from a distance, she still wasn't that far from the nearest growth, which by now since Santa was no longer spreading her garden, began to complete itself. Organs, higher layers of muscle, and even skin slowly curling and sewing across it, until the garden slowly matured into replicas of the woman, sans outfit of course. But all the same, the garden halted, watching the quincy carefully. That pile of bodies obscuring her.
She was too far away to sonido all the way over there in one step. Well....SHE was.
THOOM. One of her garden replicas promptly zipped forward, easily crossing the distance between the very edge of her garden and the quincy, the naked blonde form raising a hand and then PWACK! The air crackled as a bala shot out, aimed right for the quincy's chest, with enough force to knock the air out of her lungs before the garden LUNGED, intent on tackling the woman to the ground. "STOP runnign you're being cray-cray!" She shouted at the quincy as Santa herself started sprinting forward, her garden moving behind her as she aimed to close the distance on the woman. She could have used sonido, but she didn't think she'd be able to catch them, she'd probably just wear herself out.
That was something she always remembered fighting in hueco mundo. The fastest enemies always tired out eventually!
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Mon Jul 05, 2021 8:27 am
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It was hard to decide if the new stage of the ‘garden’ became less terrifying...or more. It didn’t sprawl out as much, instead it began forming complete bodies. In a horrible process the flesh seemed to condense around the bones and gain more regular shapes. Then skin formed and…
...an army of -naked- women stood between the Hollow’s real body and the Quincy. It was like a horror movie. The abominable growths that came out of every surface before were so indescribable, that Julia’s brain seemed to block out most of it. Luckily, because that and the adrenaline helped keeping her on her feet, (mostly) focused and fighting, and from breaking down, vomiting and crying. This turn of events, however...these women weren’t any abominations, they weren’t a formless lump of flesh. They had faces and bodies too beautiful for the way they were created. They were so...normal, benign, yet even more fearsome on a whole different level.
A deadly cold claw reached into Julia, took all her innards and replaced them with icy emptiness.
A loud booming noise and one of the copies lunged forward with a Hollow-version of a Hirenkyaku, closing the distance faster than the shocked and tired Julia could react at that moment. Jules was beginning to turn away, when the copy fired another bala, hitting her bow-arm again. With a suppressed cry Julia staggered and her arm went numb. Artio flashed up and vanished.
There wasn’t time for any great maneuvers. A movement by Julia, her right hand reaching behind…
A body crashed into Julia, tackling her down. Her Blut was active, so the pain was manageable. Still, she felt it and inertia was something even Blut couldn’t negate. She toppled over and within moments several of the copies and the real Santa, discernible by her clothes, pounced at her. Julia tried to jump up, dash at Santa herself, but almost instantly she was held by multiple arms, embraced by the copies, and face to face with her adversary. It was an extremely weird situation. There weren’t any fleshy hands, growing from the ground, that held her. It was a bunch of naked women, pressing their naked bodies against Julia, immobilizing her splendidly. Feeling the warmth of their skins and their boobs pressed against Julia wasn’t unpleasant at all, which made everything all the more awkward.
Breathing heavily from exertion and from fear, eyes wide, Julia forced herself to look her executioner in the eyes. Because that was what she was thinking now, that this woman in front of her was going to consume her soul and leave behind a dead and mutilated body.
“So…” Julia said and tried to sound hard-boiled although her voice trembled like a childs
“What now.”
She was almost completely immobilized. But if Santa got close enough, she would still manage to tap Santa’s chin from below with the sleek true-silver handle she held in her right hand. It was the handle of a Seele Schneider, inactive and cold, but there in her hand. It was pointed upwards and the blade would probably go right through her brain, if Julia activated it. But she didn’t.
It would be a tie. If Santa made any move to harm Julia, she would activate the Schneider and pierce Santa’s skull, killing her, while she was torn apart by the so-called ‘garden’. Vice versa, Julia had no doubt that Santa would rip her to shreds with her dying breath, if Julia would activate the Schneider. Mutually assured destruction.
But even if Sanata didn't come close enough, Julia would be able to do some damage with the Seele Schneider. Probably. Maybe. Hopefully. With luck. Or maybe not. She was about to find out.
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Sat Jul 10, 2021 8:37 am
Santa was panting when at long last she managed to pin the quincy down, huffing just a bit, but keeping herself grounded, peering down at the woman as she was piled on by her garden. Of course there wasn't really a whole lot of soft for Julia to be smothered in. She would MOSTLY feel Knees and elbows pinning various bits of her down, aside for maybe one or two of them that were using a sort of body press to keep her down, so it would hardly be the heavenly mashup of tits and soft that perhaps might be assumed.
And perhaps more to Jules' chagrin, Santa was keeping her distance. Memories of her mentor Tier's ability to simply allow a cero to explode outward in all directions. Jules had seemed VERY similar to her mentor in that her attacks seemed mostly reiatsu based. She made no effort to move in personally and risk some sort of bombing attack.
"What do you mean what happens now? Now you STOP trying to attack me!" She huffred out, having FULLY ignored Jules' earlier comment about her attacking first. She was stubborn enough to just ignore that fact and consider herself right. Hands began reaching around, frisking Jules before they would eventually find those weird shiny things, namely the cross and that strange sword thingy of hers, the garden would work on trying to extract them from the girl.
"I don't know what's going on in your upstairs, homie, but you need to chill the fuck out.... maybe eat or some shit. Food makes humans feel better right?" She murmured, looking around thoughtfully as she spotted a hotdog shop off in the distance. Hmmm, maybe she'd calm down if she had food? "How do you feel about hotdogs?"
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Wed Jul 14, 2021 4:05 am
The Runaway
“What the...I repeat myself, you attacked first.” Julia said and it sounded like a growl.
“Doesn’t make much difference anymore anyway, does it?” she said and stared directly into Santa’s eyes. “You have me now and you're gonna eat my soul now. That’s what the likes of you live off of, isn’t it? As if you wouldn’t fight back if someone was trying to eat you.”
There was very little Julia could do to prevent the copies from taking her Seele Schneider and her cuff and glove. So, aside from the obvious threat the Schneider posed, the Hollow-Lady had realised that she needed the Quincy crosses to summon her bow. So after a few seconds Julia was pretty much completely disarmed. Or at least, so it seemed.
She didn’t try to struggle against the “garden” anymore. It was futile anyway. The figures held her down with hands, elbows, knees, some even with the full weight of their body. It was like being buried under a human avalanche. Yet for some reason Julia was still alive and she tried to figure out why and, if possible, how to prolong that status.
When after a few moments Santa asked about Hot Dogs, it was about as far away as anything from what Jules had expected to come next. She looked at the Hollow-lady as if she had just turned into a pink chicken with bunny ears.
“Hot Dogs? Ist das dein Ernst? Was zum…”
Julia was so surprised she didn’t realise at first that she was speaking in der native tongue, but stopped when she did, a little bit embarrassed that a simple question like that could catch her so off guard.
“You’re serious? What the heck are you talking about? I like Hot Dogs. Everyone likes Hot Dogs.”
She shook her head...or at least she tried to. The thought about Hot Dogs was somehow sobering. She was still convinced that the person before her was only a Hollow, about to do what Hollows do, and that all this nonsense talk was just a cruel game Santa played. It did fit with the pure horror her “garden” represented.
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Mon Jul 19, 2021 7:38 am
Santa rolled her eyes lightly at the insistence but all the same she took a moment to consider before she vanished with a Sonido. Rapidly making her way to the stand itself. She expected to have to haggle but she was surprised to see that the man was just flat out asleep. The hell? The sign ‘closed’ next to the window made her furrow her brows, and .... sneakily she reached in.
It took her a few moments of rummaging around and sneaking but eventually she had two hotdogs complete with buns and condiments.
With another sonido crackle Santa returned to the irrate quincy. Her garden stayed nearby, but they allowed her to sit up and freed her arms before promptly dissolving, their forms just turning to dust as they were reabsorbed i to Santa. She held out the hotdog, eyes narrowed and careful, but still offering the food.
”See? Not gonna eat you. But YOU seem like you could use some doggo. So eat up, Lady Hangry.” she instructed tersely.
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Tue Jul 20, 2021 3:39 am
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The new direction this encounter was taking kind of overwhelmed Julia. What the heck was going on? Instead of tearing her apart, the Hollow bought hotdogs? Like...what?
Slowly, but with the force and temperature of glaciers, some insights creeped into Julia’s conscious mind. Like the one that she might have interpreted the whole situation horribly wrong. And that the reason for this fight lay somewhere completely different.
Still overwhelmed, Jules took the Hotdog. With a rather mechanical motion she took a bite. It wasn’t half bad, actually.
“Thanks.” she said, still grumpy and wary, but a lot calmer now. “Name’s Julia, by the way.”
The situation was bizarre, to say the least. Here she was, sitting on the ground where a living nightmare had just dissolved, eating a hotdog with a woman she had just tried to kill. She had expected a lot of things, was prepared for a lot of things, including kicking it up to eleven and smoking the other woman with her Vollständig. She was still able to use it, thanks to the tattooed Quincy cross on her inner left wrist. At least for the moment, though, it didn’t look like she had to.
The silence dragged on for a few moments, until Julia spoke again.
“Don’t get this the wrong way, but...why? Why didn’t you eat my soul? I mean, I am quite pleased you didn’t, but don’t you Hollows eat souls anymore?.”
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Tue Jul 20, 2021 5:29 am
Santa smiled, even with the girl giving that dumbstruck look, it was still FAR preferable to being shot at. She herself started munching her hotdog idly as she took a moment to relax, pausing for a moment when she noticed the woman staring at her. She paused, raising a brow before winking idly in her direction before going back to eating her hotdog. What a weird woman.
However, the question did cause her to pause, chuckling slightly with clear amusement on her face. "You really never met an arrancar, homegirl? We're evolved hollows. Sure we CAN eat someone soul, but the nagain anyone can technically do that in spirit form if they had a mind to. But we don't HAVE to like a hollow does. You do smell good though, Quincy and all that shiznit. But I'm not with the whole......'stay to your roots' kinda deal that some arrancar have. And to be honest they aren't THAT common, at least in my experience. Usually its the real psychos that bother still trying to devour peeps. Even the cute ones. But you won't have to worry about that from me." She explained, taking another bite of her hotdog.
She paused, frowning just a little. Her brain finally letting to of her assumption from before. "Sooooo if you .....WEREN'T glaring at the ocean cuz some hot piece of dick done did you dirty, why ARE you out here?"
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Wed Jul 21, 2021 5:15 am
The Runaway
For another few moments Julia didn’t move or say anything, didn’t even flinch. However the soft red colour on her cheeks and ears betrayed the embarrassment she felt.
“Actually...no, I haven’t. Never seen much of anything in my life. I grew up in a big estate with a lot of servants and bodyguards and stuff. If they ever let me go on some mission...they wouldn’t even let me close enough to anything like a Gillian.”
Of course Jules had studied all the lore about the ancient arch-enemies of the Quincy, it had been mandatory. Some books still described Shinigami as the arch-enemies of the Quincy, but in truth it had always been the Hollows. Even the mightiest Shinigami wasn’t usually able to doom a Quincy by simply scratching him and introducing as little as a single cell of his own being into the body of the Quincy. That made Hollows to some sort of antithesis of Quincy, the one being absolutely deadly to the other and vice versa, since Quincy completely destroyed Hollow-souls instead of sending them to Soul Society or Hell. Knowing that it wasn’t hard for Julia to understand at that moment that some facts might have been omitted from the lore Quincy-children were taught.
Still, it didn’t mean Julia could trust Santa just right away.
“Pff, no, please! I wouldn’t get all moody just for a boy.” Julia snorted. The thought was hilarious to her. She never had met a person in her life she’d fallen for hard enough for that.
But within a moment Julia became serious again and for a moment she turned her head and let her gaze wander over the beach. She quickly looked back at Santa again. Santa herself was a beautiful woman and even the memory of her “garden” weren’t as dreadful as the memories Jules connected to that one night.
“Dunno if you were in the area at that time, but a few months back something attacked Karakura.” Julia began, reluctant at first, but more and more willing to talk with each word.
“I had just moved here. To Karakura, I mean. It was some giant creature that could control water. I didn’t fight it directly, but I was here and saw it dying. Just over there.”
Julia pointed to the section of the beach without looking.
“I was in Karakura when...it somehow used the water, you know? Flooded the town, formed giant tentacles, crushed buildings and all that stuff. Like a good monster movie. Only this time it was real. And so...so many people died that night. So many.”
She looked down at her hand. The hotdog was already eaten minutes ago. Too bad, it would have given her something to concentrate on. Julia sighed.
“Why exactly am I telling you this? I don’t even know you and ten minutes ago we tried to kill each other.”
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Re: Unhealthy Coping Strategies [Santa/Julia]
Wed Jul 21, 2021 5:44 am
Santa let out a soft sigh of relief as the woman FINALLY seemed to get it into her head that Santa wasn't trying to eat her. She took another bite of the hotdog as she watched the woman calmly enough, a brow raising slightly as they transitioned into some sort of story? IT would certainly have been interesting for her to sympathize with the girl, but...... she didn't. She was ...perplexed. Was that..... it? Just some hollow going nuts and killing a bunch of people. That happened all the time, both in hueco mundo AND in the world of the living, didn't it?
Santa was so used to holllow destruction that the very idea of NOT being familiar with it didn't quite process fulluy in her mind, and she wound up looking a little confused. "Uhhh, I see..... I had no idea that you could manage to be that sheltered though...." She murmured, then pausing to wrinkle her nose and frown a little. [coloro=goldenrod]"YOU were trying to kill ME. I was just trying to get you to calm down"[/color] She corrected again, taking another bite of her hotdog as she briefly glanced at where Jul had noted the thing had died.
How did this effect Jules though? Did she lose someone important? Why would a bunch of random people dying upset her? She just didn't understand, but ehhhh. She finished her hotdog, swallowing it down before she frowned, trying to think before ultimately she patted the woman on the back. "It sucks now, but eventually you get used to this kinda thing. I mean, you seen documentaries and shit about animals, right homegirl? Animals kill and eat eachother all the time. And people are no exception, human form or otherwise." She chuckled, thinking that she was being comforting.
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