Regardless of Warnings [Verdada, Sabriel]

So goddamn close~

How close had she been lately? To gettin fuckin iced? It was pretty exciting, but at the same time, she couldn't continue her research like this now could she? Ahhh and thats where she got the idea.

To visit someone who seemed to be in a similar situation as her.

That's what got her on Sabriel's trail. Following that familiar spiritual pressure. That smile of hers widening as she stood at the edge of a tall building, sighing to herself as she slowly took a drag on her cigarette, the bloody remains of a hollow strewn across the rooftop. Well, not quite remains.

It was still alive, and regenerating so very slowly. IT's head and upper body, sans the other half and its arms, was still writhing next to her, her own savage strength having picked the creature apart, a lopsided little smile framed her lips as she glanced down at it's form. It's shaky spiritual pressure was flickering. A little something to get the arrancar's attention. One didn't just walk into a spider's web after all. She wanted to draw the woman out. Or maybe get her to try and run.

Oh that'd be pretty damn fun wouldn't it?

It'd been a while since she'd chased anyone.

No sooner had Sabriel flexed her spiritual pressure, which was more or less the universal 'come and get me' when it came to controlling it, than did the remains of the hollow suddenly become airborne. Flung with full strength and speed by Verdada, such that the creature's head popped as it sliced through a billboard, shattering into several sharp fragments before peppering the road. Not QUITE enough of a sharpshoot to actually hit the woman, but it was swiftly followed by the crackle of Verdada's arrival off in the distance, but of course she didn't break into a run just yet.

Instead, the woman raised an arm and smiled from ear to ear. Calling out to the other arrancar.

"Where do you think you're going?~ Is that any way to treat an acquaintance?~"

"Sabriellll~ You don't have to be so coy." Verdada chuckled softly, walking calmly towards the arrancar as they turned to speak with her. In no particular rush as she slowly corroded the distance between them. Ugh, she was reminded of why she'd responded to the woman the way she had before. What an unsavory phenotype. But that didn't matter for the time being, rather she held up a finger.

"I have been a bit inspired you see~ Well that and I've undergone a bit of growth. I won't bore you with the details. But my own ability to return to my true form in ressureccion was ... limited until very recently." She hummed as she slowly closed into Sabriel's personal space, and that smile of hers widened. "And you know, wouldn't you know it. I'm pretty special. I had ... NO idea what my powers were going to be. I've got no memories of ever being a normal hollow ya know?~ And so I didn't know what to expect. And now? I've finally been able to use them." She smiled all the wider.

"And so I've found myself very fascinated with the powers of other hollows. And I couldn't help but remember you~ So ....physically unimpressive. And yet unafraid of me." She leaned into Sabriel's personal space now and tilted her head to the side.

"I'm curious why that was~"

Verdada smirked slightly, but made no comment as the woman's hand shifted to her cheek. Simply speaking? She'd been on the job the last time they met. She was protecting the town for some cash, as well as the fact that she had been taking apart hollows to study them. She did not enjoy disruptions when she was working. But this particular location had no real value to her.

In that instant, Sabriel almost lost her hand, and most of her body. As for just a brief instant, the instinct to grab the woman's wrist, snap the bones in her grasp, and then stomp the woman into the pavement, coursed through her mind. After all, Sabriel was under the impression that she could stop her. So why not conduct an experiment and find out if she could? But alas~ She could not risk that. There was, after all, a chance that Sabriel was full of shit, and that the woman, along with whatever useful powers she held, would expire with such a sudden and vicious attack.

So instead, she reached up, and gently grasped the woman's wrist, and let her head gently cant to the side as she met the woman's little escort routine.

"Is that right? That is, exactly the kind of answer I'm looking for~" She chuckled, and gently tapped her finger along the woman's wrist.

"I have a proposition for you, Sabby. Why don't you go ahead and let me study you and your powers? I'd VERY much be fascinated with how you do what you do. I've always wanted a volunteer subject, yaknow?" She chuckled, and gently tightened her grip on Sabriel's wrist. Painfully enough as that smile of hers went even wider, and she gestured to the chunks of Hollow that were all over the pavement. "I really suck at handling the involuntary ones. Its soooo hard to be delicate when you're as strong as I am. So waddaya say?~ Will you be my lovely little subject?~" She asked sweetly, her head gently canting to the side as she did. The look in her eyes would be all the afirmation that Sabriel would need to understand this situation.

Either Sabriel would volunteer to cooperate. Or Verdada was going to tear her apart until she was forced to use her abilities.

Oh she could tell Sabriel didn't enjoy it. But that was necessary when it came to handling Arrancar. You had to be a bit firm. Especially when she had shown an inclination towards running. Still, at that question, she gave a smirk and lightly pressed her thumb onto the center of the woman's palm. Gently pushing their wrist back until it reached the very end of it's range of motion. She didn't push further, but there would definitely be tension along the length of the woman's forearm, which Verdada glance down toward.

"You're weak. I'm nothing to really write home about, but I have a feeling even some average Arrancar would probably fold you like a chair. But you seem pretty confident. Even pushing personal space. Hollows like you don't survive without having tricks. And tricks are my favorite." She stated simply, gently flicking her wrist, producing a smooth, white and brown feather, which she promptly slipped into Sabriels' hair behind her ear like a little decoration.

"You let me do my studying, and I'll see about what I can do to reward you. So long as it doesn't cause me long term trouble, I really don't mind what you ask for." She stated calmly. Oh she was fairly sure she had a decent idea of what Sabriel might want. Sure, there was the possibility of being proven wrong, but for the time being? She had no problem properly compensating for data. If there was one thing she'd learned from Ajora, it was that Information was far more valuable than temporary discomfort.