Weakfish (Catherine,Doku)

Ah, sounded like bitch talk going on behind her... Not that she was gonna speak up about it. She was on the prowl, a certain giddiness to her stride as a particularly interesting subject was on the docket tonight, apparently some hollow that was dicing people clean into ribbons..! But of course, her little partner for tonight had to keep bellyaching - such weakfish behavior.

"Because," Her voice started with a harsh intonation, before devolving into a more normal tone as if to express both annoyance and sharpness, "You're wasting your talents just sitting around the bar or jerking off to anime girls, twiddling your goddamn thumbs all day. Some field experience should do ya good,"

She'd pause for a moment, before looking him dead in the eyes and giving him a surprisingly manic smile, "Unless you're scawred of the big bad howwow~? Baby-waby boy~?"

"PROJECTED talents," She'd sharply correct, narrowing her eyes and canting her head, watching his frivolous display of his ability. It was impressive, but he was spoiling it on his day job. He'd never get better at it if he didn't get his blood pumping. Calmly, she'd start using Signal periodically to scope the area... Only seemed to be full of weak signatures of rabbits or birds.

She'd flick his nose in reaction to his teleportation, catching him with an inhuman amount of reaction time, "I know plenty who can do different, but far better than you. If I was a hollow you would've lost a head there."

Another ping. Just weak signatures.

"You don't have the glint of 'I killed a hollow' in your eyes," She almost laughed at that voice crack, appearing amused with his antics. The rustle of leaves and smell of petrichor accompanied them as they'd go deeper into the woods, until a bad smell caught her. Oh, she knew what that was, nonchalauntly pulling out her torch - a thing of her creation evident by the construction of bone and metal. Pressing the button at the side, the mouth cracked open to reveal a light that'd brighten and then be adjusted by the small crank to desired brightness and fixation, flashing the beam over to the source of the smell.

It was a corpse, thoroughly sliced down to ribbons. Given the presence of insects buzzing around it and missing appendages, it probably has been out here for days. Her lip curled.

Another ping...

"Doku." She'd suddenly jam her shield in his hands, immediately drawing her spear in the direction... A sharp, metallic clang thrummed the area and rattled her lungs, the force of the blow sending shockwaves throughout her body as a horrid beast's long, blade-like claws had nearly diced her, held back narrowly by her strike. After a chattering screech, it vanished. Heart thumping, her adrenaline rose, a smile forming on her face,

"Ha, hahaha..!" The sensation of almost facing death was always one of euphoria - if she was any slower she surely would've been ribbons, "So that's what you are! That's what you can do, you pesky shite! Ohhhohoh, the things I could make with those claws..!"

"Come on little slasher! Don't tell me that you got all riled up from the first person ever to block you!" An eager yell from the redhead rattled the woods, seeming to disregard her company for a moment; why should she? That shield's blocked worse blows without even a dent in it, he'd be fine. She wanted to ensure the hollow wouldn't be. Knocking a few trees about with her spear as she'd search eagerly for this intriguing specimen, she'd make a huge ruckus to lure it back, pinging far more frequently with her senses to get a read on it's location. Fast bugger, huh?

"Come ooon~! Come oooon~! Come on out! Are you a goddamn pussy, or a monster? You're coming across like the former you speedy twat! Come hit me!"

The woods were silent, serene outside of the smell of rotting meat and a foreboding air. It could strike at any time, the mere thought got her thrilled beyond belief - she had a sickly strong love for these tricky ones with strange biologies..!

A bush rustled. It was coming.

Even if there was time for him to acknowledge his plan, she wouldn't have listened - she knew perfectly well and far better than anyone here what to do about this thing. She kept her pace far from Doku, a noticeable distance with her gaze affixed to elsewhere. The crackle of gunshot wasn't even enough to disturb her stance; his reactive firing wouldn't be taking anything out - a trap. The threat was actually racing up behind him, the only tell of it's incoming presence being the glint of it's killing implements, the rest of it's body naught but a blur of speed.

Just what she was expecting, that first lunge was only to size up which of them to pick off first. Stupid animals were stupid animals, at the end of it all.

The flash of Bringer Light would be the only thing between Doku getting skewered, a powerful tackle bringing the creature to the ground with a vicious screech; it's body was fast but it definitely wasn't tough enough to stand a technique-enforced blow, the creature twice her size flailing underneath the pinning of her hand on it's long neck, the only thing keeping it from cutting her being her feet firmly pressed on what appeared as silvery, wing-like appendages under the moonlight.

"Portal! Head! NOW!" She was struggling to keep the thing under control, but she was managing at least for the moment; she'd be ready to shove the stupid thing's head through the moment he followed her instruction, spear readied for the following action.

It was a speedy trickster; she wouldn't have been heavy enough to keep it lying down forever, the second it threw her off was the second it'd go running off and circling back with a new tactic. It's bird-like legs squirmed and kicked at her, scratching at her pants in a poor attempt at kicking her off with it's taloned feet. Slamming it's head through a portal would disorientate it enough for her have room to kill it properly, though admittedly she was regretting being too nonspecific about how the portal should be placed.

"Quit- ARGH! CUT THE FUCKING SHOOTING!" She'd snap as she tried to get a good angle on it's chest with her spear, but every gunshot made the thing writhe faster and with harder convulsions, until it let out a loud screech, sinking into brief silence.

...That wasn't a good s-

Something was coming.

"DOKU THERE'S TW-" Her sentence was cut off by the sensation of cold steel slicing into her shoulder and a force knocking her off, a pained yell raking her throat as she held her shoulder. The second avian hollow, seemingly identical in build, would move to free it's partner from it's confusing position, malicious glares flashing from the both of them as they'd vanish into the woods.

"MotherFUCKERS told me there was ONE hollow..." She'd growl under her breath, tearing her sleeve the rest of the way, revealing her darkened scarred arm. With a makeshift bandage made of the sleeve, she'd shuffle to her feet, "Fucker's paying me double, nobody fucking scams me and gets away with it..."

Her gaze would then flash to Doku, a rather filthy look on her pained face, "Fischer, what the fuck was that spamshotting? Were you even THINKING each time you squeezed the fucking trigger?"