The Ghosts in the Meadow [Ehefra / Julia]

Julia glared at the cube and at the woman that just appeared at her side and was presumably this Lady Kleinmund, but said nothing. She felt her anger at the cube quickly vanishing. For one, it was just a construct and did just what it was told, or at least it seemed like that. And two, it was obviously called Beep. That was probably the most uninspired and cute name she could imagine for a talking cube. It was hard being mad at something with such a cute name.

And Lady Kleinmund also was attacking her anger. Kleinmund was a funny name in her native tongue. However, Julia didn’t smile or laugh. She was still mad. Also, someone who’s name translated to a dreary ‘ashen forest’ had no business laughing about someone who was named ‘small mouth’. Especially since she was pretty sure that Lady Kleinmund had chosen her name as much herself as Julia had.

Also, this Lady Kleinmund had instantly recognised Julia as a Quincy, probably watched her shoot at the Hollow, and her name sounded german enough to give Julia reason for concern. Was this meeting maybe no coincidence? Was her freedom already taken from her?

Lady Kleinmund extended a hand. Julia looked at it and hesitated. But only for a moment. There was still the matter of the Hollow and the other woman seemed determined to kill it as well. Julia took the hand.

“I hope you don’t plan to take me to the woods and rape me.” she said with a grin, hoping Lady Kleinmund would recognise it as a joke since…well…they were already in the woods.

WIth a woosh of air Julia got pulled away with a Hirenkyaku that had some punch. Hard to tell if it was even faster than her own, but it did the trick. They finally caught up to the Hollow.

And what an ugly one it was. Walking on all fours, with a grotesque shaped mask on its head, baring its teeth. It was already injured and only dragged itself along. Hurt…but still dangerous.

Without further comment Julia let go of Lady Kleinmund and sprinted away to the side, with a short Hirenkyaku of her own. There was no telling what a heavily injured, instinct driven monster would do, backed into a metaphorical corner. So better not offer it two targets for the price of one.
When she stopped her bow was already reappearing in her hand. She was in a good position, in front of the Hollow, but to the side, the other Quincy not in her field of view, no noteworthy obstacles between her and it. She drew the string completely back. Full strength. Bye bye ugly!

She released and the arrow screamed away, aiming straight for the very ugly head of the Hollow. It was only halfway there when Julia sent two slightly weaker but faster arrows afterwards, for good measure.