Fear My Fangs [Dragon, Khaana]

Something had just had a hell of a fight.

It wasn't often that things were a mess before Khaana even arrived. Staring at the wastes in the area, the young woman couldn't help but furrow her brows just a little as she made note of the wastes left behind. A fight, or maybe an after-fight. It was always hard to tell with places like this. Once some big wigs had a show down, all that spiritual energy usually attracted straggler hollows to the area, looking for scraps to pick up or chomp down on. Be that from whomever had lost the fight, or just bystanders too injured to fight back. And that in turn usually attracted the local spiritually gifted, and that attracted more hollows. Quite the cycle.

Staring down at the ruins of what had once been a section of a town, Khaana furrowed her brows ever so slightly. She could sense hollows, but none of them were venturing nearby. Why was that? Usually they were real intent on moving in on wastes like this. It wasn't long before Khaana got her answer, and it was.... unique to be sure. The smell of a hollow, and a strong one at that. But more than that, she DIDN'T smell activity. Was it just...hanging around the area? Was it drawn by the carnage? Or was it the source? Peering out over the area, she furrowed her brows. Fully intent on finding out. She'd just have to find the thing.

And so she started to close in, and allowed just a hint of her own spiritual energy to seep out. That faint tingle of hollow energy. Normally something she concealed without fail. But it certainly helped when it came to mingling among hollows, most of them at least.

That sudden thunderous crash caused a sudden tension up Khaana's spine as her Reikaku only caught onto the presence at the last moment, snapping around just in time to see the big heap of a dragon slam into the ground with thunderous reply, briefly startled by the sight of the big poisonous thing sinking into the ground as if exhausted. Was THIS what had caused all the damage? For just a moment, she bristled, the faintest hints of her spiritual pressure rising before she ...paused.

It wasn't fighting? It was just... laying there. She furrowed her brows, but then was further surprised when she heard words. Not the bare-thread growls and cackles of a frayed mind. But this thing sounded....cognizant. And for just a moment she furrowed her brows. The dark shadow that had briefly swelled beneath her fading back into nothing as she peered at the creature. The biting words from the beast caused the slightest tension in her face. For just a moment she considered a retort. However, she was .... a bit intrigued. This was the first HOLLOW hollow she'd run into that wasn't violent. She shifted a bit to the left... and then the right. And as she noticed no real motion from Dragon, she realized that the big beast really DID just plan on sitting there.

A lopsided smile crossed her lips for a moment and she chuckled. "Boy would you be disappointed if you saw what I really looked like. Sorry but I was made to look like this. Well..sortof. You seem rather ...docile. Did whatever you fought tire you out that much? Or are you just full?" She ventured, eyes straying, as if to find some scraps of a corpse scattered around or something.

Khaana raised a brow slightly at that and flashed a half smile. "Experience. I've fought a lot of hollows in the past. None of them have been quite so eloquent. Have YOU run into many hollows like yourself?" She ventured, furrowing her brows for a moment before pausing as she made note of the earnestness in the dragon's words. She truly didn't understand? With how strong sh was, it occurred to Khaana that this might be a menos. Those only stayed in Hueco Mundo for the most part didn't they? Were hollows smarter over there? A burning curiosity ran through her, and she remembered her brief visit there. The Gillian certainly hadn't seemed smarter. And for a moment, she couldn't help but wonder.

Looking back toward Dragon, she wasn't sure what she felt, it wasn't pity or anything as insipid as that. But she could understand the confusion. She crouched down slightly as she eyed the creature. She glanced down at her own hand for a moment, and then looked to the hollow. She wasn't stupid enough to think this would be a permanent state, she was simply full, as full as she could likely be,, and Khaana simply wasn't very strong.

"Got a name? Or should I just call you Dragon?" She ventured with a slight tilt of her head. More...curious than anything.

Khaana raised a brow lightly at that and chuckled, not in a mean spirited way, but simply a bit amused as she tilted her head. "And here I thought you were from someplace with just a lot of talkative hollows. I guess with how fast you hit the ground, I can only imagine you don't leave much time for chitchat." She mused thoughtfully, folding her arms over her knees and resting her chin on her forearms as she watched the big beast, a lopsided smile in evidence.

"Oh? I dunno I think Usagi would really suit you. What with you falling from the sky." She chimed, just a hint of cheek to her voice. That said, the reiteration of the question did make her pause. "You actually interested?" She ventured, slowly standing up and rolling her shoulder. Pausing as she ....considered. This was actually the first time anyone had ever asked the question. Even those who saw her abilities never asked, they simply assumed she was some sort of arrancar or disguised hollow or..... huh. Actually, WAS that really what they assumed? Concerning either way.

"I'm ...I suppose the word mod soul doesn't mean anything to you. But I am something like an experiment. An artificial creature made from hollows. This isn't my actual body." She reached up, and pointed to the center of her sternum. A misdirection of corpse, she didn't keep her pill there, but still it served as a demonstration. " MY actual body is a small sphere similar to a pill, designed to possess human bodies and eject their souls in the process. Though I suppose I look a bit more hollowlike in my released form." She murmured, resting a hand on her hip, shifting from foot to foot. It was a bit strange being so open about this stuff, but also kindof nice. She kept this sort of thing close to the chest. And well, she hardly expected Usagi here to tell anyone about it.

Khaana smiled, just a hint of mirth as she made note of the irritation in Dragon's frame as she seemed to resist the name she'd come up with. Raising her hnads and nodding her head. "Fair enough fair enough. Dragon it is. I won't call you the other name." She pointed out to Usagi, though she would certainly think it.

Still she shrugged her shoulders at that. "More or less. But given how strong you are, aren'y you also essentially one as well? At some point when a Hollow becomes a Menos, its more a conglomerate thana single soul isn't it?" She ventured, looking at Dragon closely as she did so, closing her eyes and tapping her elbow with her fingertips. " But I guess it probably doesn't matter much to you. And .Half humans? Are you talking about a shinigami with hollow powers?" She ventured. Certainly she woulnd't consider arrancar 'half human'. so she presumed it was in regards to the corrupted shinigami.

Slept too long? Had she been in hibernation or something? She canted her head a bit to the side, [coloe=royalblue]" Maybe, Why exactly where you asleep for so long?[/color] She ventured, eyeing the hollow's huge frame, she wasn't sure it could have been on earth. Unless she had been underground or something, like what had gone on in africa? Who knew, theorizing wasn't exactly her strong suit.