From the farm to the plate(Stella/Amaranta)

Stella would listen as she fought the giggle about the flat chest comment. She knew had Veralia caught word of the giggle Stella would probably be the subject of relentless teasing. As Stella would think about what the woman had said. As she gets patted on the shoulder she realized she was probably fully correct that she would get pulverized. Stella would finish her steak and the potatoes as she would give one to the arancars plate as she would then make her own.

She always made sure that the other people eating with her would get their food first. Stella wasn't rude so she would wait just a moment before putting the grill out then taking a seat at one of the tables. With a yawn she'd offer something to the lioness.

"Well, when I can offer you more of a spar.... I'd like to take you on in a fight. only if you would be interested though."

AMARANTA VALERIA | BURNING LIONESS

"Food and combat in the future, eh? What a generous woman. Guess I lucked out crossing paths with you today, huh?"

She chortled as she nodded in acceptance. Amaranta was rarely one to turn down a challenge. No matter who challenged her, she typically resorted to fighting at a level that could make the battle entertaining for her. Though if the opponent amused her to a significant degree, she found little issue in elevating her techniques to make them feel as if they earned their victory against her. Sitting down at the table, she would slowly cut into the steak as she posed another question.

"Sure, I'll fight ya whenever you want. What race do ya belong to anyway? I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess... Quincy?"

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Stella would nod gently as ehe would begin to eat her food. A fight with the arancar could eventually pay off for both of them. She needed more training, and the lioness would probably have fun. However at her current level of strength she doubted the arancar would have much fun entertaining a fight with the red head. A part of her was insecure about her level of strength but she would push that way into the back of her mind. As she thought about what to add on next she'd hear the question. Letting out a small almost melodic giggle before looking up.

"Well, I'm a quincy. Only half I think though. if that's how it works. My mommas a quincy where as my dad's a normal human. Barely spiritually aware at all."

Stella would add on as she would continue to eat. During her entire life she never heard of her father being some secret hollow hunter or anything. So, Stella tended to not believe it.

"I imagine alot of the peopled you'd meet over here in Europe would be quincy or some sort of spiritually aware human. I don't imagine shinigami being all that common.

Stella would shrug as she wasn't entirely sure what she was compared to a full blooded quincy. She just knee that her mother's side of the family was not a fan of the fact she had decided to not do an arranged marriage and got with Stella's father instead. As Stella continued to eat she would listen to the lioness. There was something rather comforting about eating with her. Someone who seemed to be able to match Stella's curiosity about the world. It was nice not feeling like she was the only one in the room missing pieces.

Hearing the question she would lay her fork down on the plate as she'd hold out her hand. Alllowing the reishi to gather in front of her palm as she created her axe. It seemed Stella was practiced at doing this, but it didn't seem like the axe she made would be the strongest. As she'd sit it down and allow it to lean against the table she'd speak.

"I think im okay at it. I know how to do it, and it isn't the slowest thing. Though sometimes in battle I find if a little harder to do. Especially if I'm weaving spells into the fight."

Stella would continue to eat as she listened to the old soul in front of her. Seems like she's had to fight shinigami and a part of her wondered how many quincy the arancar has killed. That thought has crossed her mind with Veralia and Sabriel as well. However, Stella believes that you can move and grow from your past. The only YOU that matters is in the present. As she thought about the question she realized she's still inexperienced. She's had a few but not s ton.

"Well usually at my level well go in pairs. as you can probably tell I'm not the strongest person ever. So for missions I'll tend to have a partner or a group. Then we'll go together and take care of whatever problem that exists.

Stella would explain the simple process to the curious lioness. She was careful not to go too into detail about the process. Just in case as she didn't want a leak to happen. Regardless if the lion would do it maliciously or not.

"The main problems I try to go on are the hollows driven by instinct. Usually if they can talk ill try to reason with them and get them to just leave. However that doesn't always work."

"I know when we kill hollows they're gone forever. If they can talk and show intelligence I would rather give them the chance to leave. Admittedly that's a new development. Reading more about quincy history and about our actual powers. We're not like shinigami. When we kill a hollow they're out of the soul cycle forever. I just don't feel like that's right to that soul. It's not like every soul that's a hollow is condemned to he'll. Or we'd see the doors alot more."

Stella would speak as she would finish up her food. before she'd toss her paper plate in the trash can. Stella doing more learning had made her realize that maybe the quincy shouldn't always kill hollows. It could potentially be a very negative thing, but at the same time. It wasn't like they were raiding heuco Mundo.

"If the shinigami weren't so shitty at their job. then maybe we wouldn't have to pick up so much of the slack in protecting humanity."