Shall We Dance?[Kenichi, Khaana]

Tedium could wear at a man's soul if they let it fester for too long, and Kenichi was of no exception to that timeless rule. Gracen Arms hadn't really offered much in terms of action, but they were in origin phase of their creation. Even so, Kenichi would've certainly preferred to get a call from Rita with some form of entertainment. Vanyel was pretty busy, too. And Saber, well they hardly ever casually hung out as it is, but even at this moment in time, he would've welcomed that tall sabertooth bursting through a garganta with some difficult array of hollows to fight against.

There was Africa, and part of him should have definitely pursued traveling there. Rita traveled there a few times. He could have played bodyguard and did his job. Something! Anything! This day would grow increasingly more insufferable if he didn't find something to entertain him soon. Gliding along the air, forming footfalls of reiryoku to maintain his light form of flight, a lightbulb went off in his head. There had been this tall, leonine woman he met in passing not long ago. He recalled wanting to challenge her to a fight, but well... that was compromised by him her being surrounded by a few people at the time.

Exchanging contacts proved easy enough, though, and that lady was always down for a fight. Given his current circumstances, he supposed that was prime opportunity to humor her today. After all, fighting and shamelessly fawning over strong women was what he knew best... most of the time. Redirecting his stride, following the directions listed on his mobile device, the fiery martial artist reached her door in no time at all. Grinning from ear to ear, he knocked on the door, excited to throw down with the combat-spirited arrancar.

Bubbly eyes transitioned into blinking eyes as he regarded the woman with a curious gaze. It wasn't the tall and domineering woman he expected, but someone else. She looked like a streamer he came across mindlessly browsing his phone out of boredom. Did that lion lady hang around streamers? Was it even her house? Kenichi chuckled heartedly, tilting his head to observe her with quiet interest. Not the first face he expected at the door, but here he was.

"You look like a streamer I've seen every now and again on the web. Didn't know the cool lion lady hang out with celebrities, but... I'm not complaining. Name's Kenichi Murata. Your roomate, friend, er... or whatever she means to you told me if I ever wanted to fight her, I could knock on her door and choose a location. Is she home by any chance?"

"Oho?"

Though slightly disappointed at the absence of Amaranta, Kenichi wouldn't have to linger on the sting for long. Khaana presented him with a challenge of her own. She was a complete unknown in terms of overall capability, and that proved excitement enough in his eyes. His hazel eyes followed the motioning of her head. The mountains would be more than ideal. After all, he wasn't particularly fond of disturbing the peace of others, and fighting freely without the worry of endangering anyone was the best he could ask for concerning his own style of combat. To the mountains they would go, then!

"That's more than alright with me. I'll take you on. Let us head to our battlefield, then, challenger."

Speaking in that decidedly flamboyant tone, Kenichi waited for the woman to be properly prepared so they could head to their next location. He had to admit... it was exciting to see what she was made of. He wasn't really use to the cute types throwing down in combat, but maybe she'd surprise him and give him a run for his money.

"Hah, I wish we'd met during one of her hunts. I actually have yet to see her in action. I saw her in some public area in the city, and before I could approach her out of curiosity, a couple of civilians sort of sprung up like rabbits and started crowding her."

Innocent-looking? He got that a lot nowadays. Did he really appear that harmless? Well, he wasn't exactly insulted by it. He never aimed to be intimidating. A showman's aim to was to captivate and impress. Imposing fear in their spirits ran counter to those intentions. Running a hand through his hair, he chuckled heartily as he recalled the events.

"I just brushed past all of them, made my intentions known that I wanted to challenge her, and she didn't take me seriously at first. If anything, she kinda' looked at me and laughed. Told me a goody-two shoes like me wouldn't last an hour in a fight with her, and well... I take pride in my strength, so I remained fairly persistent about showing her otherwise. She tried to sneak me with a punch to see if I was just all talk, and I happened to react well enough to impress her. So, we exchanged contacts, and told me to hit her up whenever I was itchin' for a fight."

Turning to the woman with a curious gaze, Kenichi wondered about her connection to the woman. Were they roommates? Best friends? Lovers? He didn't really have much faith in that last one. The other two seemed way more likely.

"What about you? How'd you two meet? You two roommates? Friends? Girlfriends?"

A boss and subordinate relationship, eh? He supposed that made sense. From his personal observation, this cute lady did seem to radiate a certain no-nonsense air about herself. He wasn't sure if that was because they hardly knew one another, or if that was typically how she always carried herself, but he didn't particularly mind it at all. Did the leonine woman find it endearing? He wondered fondly about that as he chuckled to himself. It was interesting. Housing for arrancar?

For a moment, he reflected on Saber. If it wasn't for the fact that she was a hulking hollow, he would have certainly put in the good word for her. Even now, he still wondered about her. Was her sanity still intact or was she unraveling further? Food for thought, to be certain, but none of it mattered here. Turning his head in response to her question, Kenichi grinned from ear to ear. Well, she was decidedly bold with her words. He liked that. It sort of reminded him of a friend.

"I won't deny she's one hell of a woman in both looks and personality. Hell, she's right up my alley if I had to be blunt, but nah. You hit on the nail with your first question. I'm a man who lives for the thrill of a great battle. Whether I'm fucked up or the other person, it doesn't really matter. Fighting other opponents, pitting respective technique against respective technique, laying it all out on the floor... I live for it all. She looked and felt strong, so I simply wanted to see where I stood in terms of facing off against her."

Kenichi stroked his chin softly, using his other hand to tap at his hip. If she was the boss of that woman, was she strong too? Curiosity compelled him to offer a question in return.

"How'd you get a rowdy woman like that to be your subordinate? She looks like she isn't easy to contain personality-wise," he humored with a playful tilt of the head.