A Howlin Good Time [Lily/

It was hard maintaining the façade, the exterior everything was alright when in fact it was not. Solhammond Palliser, otherwise known as Sol, was tasked with Earth Affiliation which usually meant going on a deployment to a area on Earth and acting as the guardian over said places. Some areas where known to be more dangerous than the others, where it was near promised to have a combat encounter. Naturally, he requested such spots. Publically it was under the guise of needing more experience, in reality, it was a distraction.

There was a certain level of trueness which came with risking one's life. To lay bare everything they where to triumph, or fail with sufficient grace. No doubt something which was instilled by his culture, but also a coping mechanism for a far darker side to himself. If he could ignore the weight on his shoulders, than he could ignore the dull pain he felt in the pit of his stomach.

Tonight he found combat, a nasty hollow infested night.

He stepped backwards as his foot slammed into the concrete beneath him, his arms raised in a loose fighter's stance. His core would lean backwards as a humanoid hollow sought to claw his face missing by a narrow margin. Despite such a close miss, Sol for any observer looked to be in his element. In return for such a swipe his left hand would close into a tight fist, before throwing a single sharp hook into the hollow's body with his left hand, while taking a step to the left leaning forward to fix his posture. As the beast recoiled from the hit, another left hand would fly towards their body again before followed up with a powerful right uppercut.

A combo done a thousand times against human and monster. Equally effective on each from the supernatural strength and speed the former human had.

His left hand would shoot outwards to the exposed chin of the Hollow, callous fingers extended before he grasped the mask of the creature. In one smooth motion he'd force their mask towards the earth as a sickening crack echo'd before the wet sound of gore being splattered was heard. In no time the Hollow would be dissolving, as Sol slowly lifted himself from a knee. He felt no excitement in this today, no joy. Instead, on his weary face was that of someone wholly disinterested.

His eyes closed briefly, his shoulders raising, before he finally sighed raising his head towards the sky. His shoulders dropping as the Hollow presence in the area decreased. The tattoo'd male merely standing there for a moment as if trying to summon the willpower to press one, a hand coming to run through his hair as his eyes opened. Surprisingly, in the distance upon a rooftop he saw another person. Provided they where not masking their spiritual pressure too much, someone clearly of Hollow origin and at least as strong as him- if not stronger.

This was exhausting.

They where talking to him before it was notably a female voice. So an Arrancar was hanging about, he guessed it was about a fifty percent chance they had something to do with this. Normally, it might be completely appriorate to assume they might intend him harm. It was either the nonchaliceness in which she spoke or simply his already exhausted state which compelled him to assume the opposite. Grey-green irises would squint as he attempted to get a decent look at them, before giving up entirely on the matter. Instead he'd simply drop the hand from his arm, offering a light shrug to the woman.

"I'm sure there's some kido-corps member or zanjutsu specialist around, but this is easier for me. Everyone has their preferences." His lackluster tenor would remark as he looked around, taking note of his surroundings. Despite his lax nature currently, for any observer with a measure of combat prowess there was a rigidity to him. His spiritual energy lacked definitely, yet, his body seemed coil tight. Lean muscle pulled over a tight and hardened frame, a trained and experienced fighter's gait.

His next look at her was a skeptical gaze side-eye, before finally going to take a seat on the floor. His hands pressed against the floor behind him. His head tilted backwards as he took a deep breath before sighing, his movements dolefully slow. "Solhammond Palliser. People call me Sol." He'd remark dryfully, a soft accent to his English. One might wager African of some variety.

"Are we gonna fight? As you can see, I'm shaking with anticipation."

He was, in fact, not shaking with anticipation.

"I welcome the challenge."

His head would roll to the side as he said it, giving her a sideways glance. Despite his sorry state, the lazy way in which he spoke, his voice sharpened a bit. As if what he was saying wasn't merely false bravado, but a genuine belief. He didn't know who exactly this woman was, or who they thought they where, but he wasn't quite partial to being lectured. Granted, most of that was just general irritability. He was silent for a bit, before sighing loudly bringing a hand to rub his head. His mother would kill him if she saw him being this way, again.

"Sorry. Just a shitty-" He'd pause looking for the timeframe to use, before finally saying; "Year for me." He'd tack on as he slowly began to get to his feet. Mostly because talking upwards to her was weird. Now that they stood in front of each other, Sol was just a little over six-feet tall. "Thanks, for the hollows. I'm sure the people of the area appreciated the help." He was at the very least making the effort to appear sociable, he was taught his manners as a child after all.

"I'm with Earth Affiliation, under Captain Murasaki. Kinda. I'm in a weird situation." He wouldn't say further on that topic, or at least didn't get to as the conversation progressed quickly. In a few moments he was offered what was essentially a wolf pup, made from her energy? He assumed so. The entire display actually did cause a smile to spread onto his lips, a light laugh leaving his lips. His shoulders raising and lowering with each laugh before extending callous fingers to take the pup by his under arms.

His grey-green irises would stare into the own eyes of the pup, a small smile on his lip. Despite the first impressions there was a genuine warmth in the eyes of the young man. There was a youth to his features, not that of a shinigami decades old. No, he was definitely someone who recently turned. Whatever he was thinking, it was fond enough to keep a smile on his face.

"Nana, and Yu, would love you." He'd remark quietly his smile twitching ever so much lessening just a bit, before remembering just where he was- and who he was with. He'd clear his throat, peering at her past the pup.

"You know my name, you should probably share your own."

He'd transition the pull to where they where cradled in his inked arms. He made no movements to actually stop them from licking his hand other than bringing a hand to slowly run it down their head and back. As she spoke he listened quietly, his brow furrowing the more she spoke. It seemed like she was some boomer arrancar whom only recently had gotten to the world. Made sense, there was plenty reports of older things coming to the world in recent years. Between everything in the news, you'd think that there was some weird tidings in the world.

"Well.. nice to meet you I guess." He'd comment showing no real concern with the title of Primera Espada. He knew that they where at one point something big in Hueco Mundo, and Shadow fall, but with everything happening he barely understood it all. Didn't help that he was still new to this whole gig. He'd stare down at the pup for a moment then back to her.

"To be fair, last year I was a human." He'd admit, before shrugging. "It's a long story, but I'm surprised you don't know. The too long, didn't read, is cause of all the massive conflicts the past four centuries and the growth of spiritual energy as a whole- people started evolving. I was one of them." He'd chuckle idly moving his hand to let the pup lick at it, having stopped petting them.

"You.. probably have a lot to catch up on if you didn't know that. I'm not well-versed in all of it. I sorta got thrusted into this. An over zealous friend of mine thought it's be a great idea to do the whole 'stab you with a zanpakatou' to get stronger- which I didn't ask for mind you- I just asked for a little training!" His voice raising steadily as he recalled the admittedly annoying situation. "And she fucked it up, killed me." He'd remark almost to himself, flabbergasted at even remembering the situation looking down at the pup. A pause happened as he took a breath calming himself.

"I'm only slightly more knowledgeable than you, Lilynette. I'm technically on a provisional member of the Gotei. I take night classes. At the academy." He gave her a blank faced stare.

"Anything else I can help you with? You did just clear up my work, for the.. night at least." He'd look around, mentally noting that she probably just made this entire deployment null.

"The Gotei, shinigami, are not even near the top of the list for my problems." He'd mutter before offering a shrug. "And it wasn't.. I wouldn't exactly call Masami one of the Gotei's. It's.. another long story." He'd just place a pin in that one as well, not wanting to reveal even more personal details to what was essentially a total stranger. He already felt like he overshared, before furrowing his brow at what she said. He was quiet for a moment as he thought about how to answer her question.

"It's.. mixed reactions I'd think. I don't think your kill on sight, if that's what you're afraid about. If you managed to get there.. I guess don't be waving around your powers or reiatsu levels. That might get you jammed up with the Gotei, and the Police." He'd comment before shifting his weight. He looked her over once as she placed her hair into a pony tail. "I could go out on a limb for you. Introduce you to my captain. She might be able to help. She's.. approachable. If the guy you're looking for is, or was, a captain she'd be the only person I'd comfortable refer you to."

Sol at this point would give a strained smile to her, apologetic in nature. He seemed to be willing to help her, for whatever reason. In his eyes, he owe'd her one. Another part of him did not want to let go of the wolf pup. They where very cute.

"But I'm still deployed here for a week, so, I can't make introductions immediately. If that's, something you want."