Someone Like Me

Honestly, Nanaly felt as if all she ever dealt with was small-time Hollow, not that she was complaining, it was easy target practice. It did make sense though, Japan had a lot of Shinigami and other Quincy that were dealing with the big threats.

Roughly ten minutes outside of Tokyo was where Nanaly lived, she, her brother, or her father would typically take out any Hollow that appeared nearby.

Currently, the Quincy was in a rather rural area, a shrine surrounded by forest. A more rural forest area of Tokyo

Nanaly was roughly twenty feet in the air, sitting upon her spirit weapon. Below her was a roaring Crab Hollow. It was large, with a massive right claw. However, it lacked the reach to actually attack the Quincy. It threw rocks, but it was easy to avoid. After launching some arrows from the broom, the Hollow was slain.

Once that was done, the broom lowered, hovering about a foot off the ground, which allowed Nanaly to place her feet on the ground. That being said, she still felt some kind of spiritual pressure around, keeping her guard up, gripping onto the spiritual weapon. Seems there was another Hollow…

Some of the nerves Nanaly had vanished as she saw the Quincy, with an exhale she would once again sit upon her spiritual relaxing her tense body. She took note of the Steigen, which was a technique Nanaly didn’t really know, after all she just used her spirit weapon to fly around. The shorter Quincy was only eye level with Meninas due to her floating a few feet off the ground as she sat on her broom.

Meninas didn’t seem like much of a threat, Nanaly was a pretty trusting person much to her detriment, being so frail could be danger if she let someone dangerous close. She listened to the woman speak. Nanaly would direct her broom backwards, putting a bit of distance between her and the other Quincy. Roughly 8 feet. “Mhm. I took care of it” she said with a rather warm smile, Meninas would notice that Nanaly always had some kind of smile on her face, not letting it fade. “You’re… like me right? A Quincy? I’ve only met a few…” being sheltered your whole life would do that. “My dad and my brother mainly…” after a moment of thought. She would move forward with her broom. Extending a hand to Meninas.

“Nanaly Fischer.” A brief introduction. “If I can be honest, I’ve only started this whole hollow hunting thing recently

Thankfully Meninas was gentle, it wouldn’t take a lot to hurt her. Though upon shaking hands Meninas would likely be able to feel how weak and small the sickly Quincy’s hand really was. “Oh thank you! I’ve practiced with my father! He’s an old fashion Quincy! He taught me pretty much everything I know” she explained. “Well. Minus the broom, I kinda learned that on my own~” she chuckled. “Flying helps a lot when the hollow can’t but yah in the air”

Nanaly almost instantly recognized the accent’s origin. She also had family ties from Europe. “Oh! Ich komme aus Deutschland!” (I’m from Germany). She spoke in German, despite her thick Japanese accent. “Well my dad is, Fischer is a German family! And my mom was Japanese. My dad has that thick accent!”

“Training? Did you lift an elephant? You’re huge…” she said in awe. “You’re like. Those superhero girls my brother finds in those comic books…” Nanaly laughed. “My dad is a professor at a nearby university. So yeah. We live close, just the 3 of us!”

Man, So Meninas and Nanaly were very similar in many different ways. Nanaly's father was quite a powerful Quincy, though after the death of her mother he took a backseat, focusing more on his job than his own training, focusing more on Nanaly than himself. "Damn. Your mom must be like... six foot tall and built like a..." Shit, she tried to think of more animals. "A bear!" She laughed, cracking a little bit of a joke. Was her entire family built like tanks?

"Mhm! I've never been, but I'd love to visit it sometime!" The Quincy chuckled lightly. "Long way from Scotland... Why Japan...?" She tilted her eyes, moving her broom forward a bit, so that she could lean forward closer to Meninas.

"C-c-CARS?!" That caused Nanaly to stop, Nanaly herself didn't have any lifting strength due to her body, but she couldn't imagine seeing another Quincy like her father lifting a car. This Menias lady was on a whole different level. "That's... crazy, like I said, Superhero..." Nanaly's tapped her chin before snapping her finger. "Yeah, that one lady in my brother's comic books, he would love you!"

With her broom, Nanaly would begin flying around Minias, circling her slowly, studying the woman. She definitely was pretty, and obviously huge. "Meninas, you're definitely the strongest Quincy I've ever met, what's your secret?" Once she was done circling Meninas, she would return to the front of the woman, a few feet apart, her broom slowly lowering as she touched the ground with her feet, this made the height difference MUCH more apparent between the two of them.

A very light yawn escaped from Nanaly's mouth as she kept speaking with Meninas, she was enjoying their conversation, but there was just a lot to take in, at least for her. "Your family is crazy then..."Thinking about it herself, Nanaly, her brother, and her mother were all short, but their father was pretty tall, It's weird how that worked out. "Man. That's pretty cool~ My dad talks to me in German when he's mad" She could think about the... color words she knew.

"Oh! An Estate? So it must be a pretty big? Japan has a lot of weird people I can admit, we have a lot of Hollow and all of that"

Though when Meninas mentioned meeting her brother, it would no doubt be strange, he was... a lot different. "Sure. I could introduce you sometime! He doesn't live at home, but I can always text him!"

"I'd love for you to help me with my physical strength!" She flexed, showing off her almost paper-thin arms. "I... have horrible stamina, I'm super sickly so I can't physically exert myself..." Nanaly would explain, that this was why she was so frail and small.

"Vanden what now-" She rubbed her head a little confused. Outside of her own family a few others, she didn't know much about the Quincy.