A Lion and a Lizard Walk into a Bar...

We know the classic tale, ladies and gentlemen. The leonine woman was doing her usual roam and trek around various parts of the world, and inevitably found herself back in Texas. Truth be told, compared to the more active places on earth, it was moderately acceptable for Amaranta's tastes. She had a little entourage following her around again, taking pictures and talking about how cool and tall she was. Pretty standard fare. She broke away from them soon enough though the moment her Perquisa caught wind of another Arrancar. With a firm Sonido dash, she made her way towards the culprit of her moderate interest. Standing on a pier, Amaranta waved at the freakishly tall Kanako walking around in search of water.

"Another Arrancar on Earth, eh? You got a name, big girl?"

Amaranta observed the tall, reptilian woman with quiet curiosity. The leonine woman had seen her fair share of Arrancar on earth so far, but not one of them were as freakishly huge as Kanako. She had her by quite a few feet, but that didn't bother her all that much. As they said, the harder they are, the bigger they fall. Of course, such lofty quotations only applied when combat was involved, and though the prospect seemed enticing - her entourage wasn't too far off and she didn't really need to draw a lot of attention to begin with. She'd humor conversation, and see how things went.

"Kanako Hashimoto, eh? Lioness of the desert doesn't really pop, so I'd prefer if you call me something else. I share in your sentiment of avoiding Hueco Mundo. It's tough trying to adapt on earth with various soul reapers trying to run me off, but I've managed well. Blended in just as well, too. How about you? I can't imagine it's been easy... you stand out like a sore thumb. A really big thumb," she retorted, a humorous remark in response to the woman's size. She'd recently met Santa who was a tall girl, too, but Kanako certainly took the cake by every imaginable metric.

"Of course, this state doesn't really have much in the form of entertainment like it use to according to what I've been told around here. I suppose with how peaceful and exotic we look, they can't help but be drawn to us? Well, maybe peaceful is pushing it, but I certainly have found most of them more interesting than annoying," she commented directing her eyes to some of the passerby civilians. It then dawned on Amaranta that she had forgotten to introduce herself. A deep, hearty chuckled spilled from her lips as she flashed a grin.

"Name's Amaranta Valeria, but if you like shortened names or whatever, I approve of Amara. You can also call me Blazing Lioness. Rolls off the tongue real nice, don'tcha think? Anyway, what brings me here is probably the same thing that brings you here. You got tired of Hueco Mundo and all that sand, right? That's pretty much the same case with me, too. I like it here. Good Food. Good combatants. Interesting locations. It's so much livelier, and on my really lucky days... I still get to fight strong opponents."

"That's fair. I can't imagine every eating establishment has tables or chairs reserved for a freakishly tall' woman like you. It must be really hard for you to buy clothes too." A chortle followed after that line of dialogue. A bit of a playful jab here and there, but nothing to offend her unless she wasn't as thick-skinned as she appeared. Adapting to life on earth was difficult in a variety of ways beyond avoiding humans who feared them and soul reapers who wanted to purify them. It was difficult to make sense of everything, but she was doing pretty well, all things told. She wasn't use to playing tour guide for anyone, but Kanako seemed personable enough to humor the thought. The leonine woman wasn't doing anything that required her immediate attention anyway, and a break from the little following could be nice. Amaranta clapped her hands together, turned towards her entourage, and momentarily shooed them away before turning towards Kanako.

"Spar would be nice, but much like you said, I ain't trying to end up on those realm-balancer's radars. But, if it's a night on the town and showing you around to a good place to eat, I can hang. Outside of being followed around, I'm not doing much of immediate note, so... hop to it. First come, first serve. Else i'll be going back to what i was doing."

And with that, she started walking off in a direction of her choice, separating herself from the crowd. It was reasonable to believe Kanako ought to follow.

"I suppose you have a point there, Kanako," she retorted playfully as she traversed the empty streets of Texas. Sheesh, she wasn't lying. This place was something of a wasteland now. Wild how much time can change a place, huh? The city folk told her that it use to be way livelier in the past, but she saw none of that here. Then, albeit in an odd fashion, she posed the question of where they would go for the night. Amaranta already had that planned out. There wasn't much in the way of entertainment here like it use to be, but there was a few places she could get into thanks to her little entourage.

She'd been granted a few passes, visited a few places that accepted her, and even generated a little following. In their own words, "a tall lion lady' was mighty fine company." They spoke weird, but Amaranta found it kind of endearing. They weren't utterly opposed to her existence - which was a plus. Kanako didn't have to worry her big ole' head, though. She chose to follow her, after all. Surely she could handle whatever the woman had in mind, no?

"We're gonna go wherever the hell I want. Right now, I'm feeling a bar. It's a lively one, too, and the people like me there. They dance there, they bull ride, and they even got some fun arcade games off in a corner. It's a rather unconventional place. Perfect for unconventional women like us."

And with that, she continued to walk in the general direction of that bar, though not before answering her other question.

"I have a place, yea. It's pretty neat. Not a humongous home like a mansion, but big enough for what I like to do. I even requested to have a training room built underground when I want to let loose. It was a little expensive, but I made it work. I certainly can relate to the sentiment of avoidin' that sandy ass wasteland in Hueco."