An Interrupted Hunt (Khaana, Kalama)

The Quincy didn't know what hit it. The sudden release of spiritual energy caused them to turn, but not in time to avoid the sudden clash of reiryoku that locked them in place. Just as a towering hollow was charging towards them. A startled cry escaped their lips, confusion and anger as they attempted to twist just enough to turn their bow towards the monster, defiant even in the face of danger.

A sharp sound cracked through the air as the sound of something streaking overhead cut through the rest of the noise, and a large winged spear plowed into the Hollow from above, the twin pronged tip of the weapon skewering clean through its head, slamming it mask-first into the ground begore those wings glowed, and a sudden burst of energy popped it's skull like a grape, promptly halting it's reckless charge.

The source of the weapon of course, stood at the top of a building, decked out in her casual clothes, Khaana sighed softly as that weapon melted back down to a black shadow and raced back to her, pooling below her before reforming the sleek red metal frame which she plucked back up from the ground and turned her head with furrowed brows. She'd been HOPING that she could just head back to her suite after killing the hollow. But she'd recognized that weird magic. There was a shinigami in the area, but something wasn't right. They'd targeted the quincy instead of the hollow.

Annoyance showed on her face. She knew the shinigami on earth were unemployed now, but to think that some of them would drop mask so fast. Tch, some of them really were scum.

"You can come on out now, Reaper." She called out in the direction the spell had flown in from, her good eye narrowing as she kept her eyes peeled and her Reikaku focused.

She didn't have to wait long at all. Her eye widened slightly as she sensed the rapid approach, and she leered over her shoulder as she took a moment to peer at the ....shinigami? It was almost impossible to miss the unique scent of shinigami reiryoku, and her sclera blackened briefly and her hollow spiritual pressure rippled for a brief moment as she surveyed the woman now threatening her. Darkness spilling down from behind her eyepatch like a shadow, rapidly sweeping out to the very corners of the rooftop as the sound of the substance chewing through the cement would be subtly heard, almost creating a little ring of black fire around them.

"Wow... way to sell yourself so quickly as someone worthy of a kick to the teeth. Or do you even have any under that little mask of yours? I hear gumjobs are all the rage a,ong scumbags." she all but growled at the woman, slowly canting her head to the side, a few loud pops sounding as she cracked her neck. "I get that you shinigami are all homeless and everything now. But I'm not gonna let you relive your little quincy killing fantasy."' She murmured darkly to the woman.

Khaana smirked softly and canted her head a bit to the side as that black ring slowly closed in. "MAn it's really impressive how you can still make consonants with your blowjob mouth and everything. You got fake teeth? A little typewriter in there for your tongue? Or is it one of those text to speech things you got in your pocket? You know, WHEREVER youre hiding that keyboard, its sure impressive with that outfit." She grinned, showing off her own teeth as she put a hand on her hip. Taking a moment to glance down at an invisible watch before yawning softly, rightening her reikaku as she did. "So just an aside here. But like are you... ACTUALLY gonna attack me or something? OR you just trying to flirt?" She ventured, promptly sidestepping the entire gotei subject as a whole.

"But hey. I know its hard being around a girl that's actually pretty." She grinned and began stepping purposefully towards Kalama, her lopsided little grin widening as she closed the distance between them, that shadow flowing beneath her feet with her in a large zone as she sought to walk right. up. in. Kalama's. face. "I think you better get the hell out of here, because if I have to beat your sorry ass, I'll give you to my arrancar to play with." Which sounded like a dirty threat, but frankly, she was pretty sure her underlings would just probably like... do some weird autistic shit, like make her try their food or something. Eh whatever.

Man, if Amaranta was here she'd be bored and want the fighting to start already. Probably to her own detriment. Hm. All the same, the commentary about her looks brought a smile to her face. "Oh you haven't seen how pretty I can get." She noted, though that tone was more menace than sultry. All the same, it really didn't take long for this woman to cement her fate. A rapist AND a Murderer? How very charming. The shadow that had been following her when she closed in widened, and as Kalama promptly began unleashing that heat, the roof they were standing on suddenly SAGGED. As Khaana's smile widened. And something was thrust up between the two of them as the Mod soul took a step back.


The raising of Kalama's hand abruptly met with a thick, pale head bursting up from the ground as she unleashed that attack, an enormous maw taking the brunt of that explosive burst, though some ot it still skimmed over its head and slammed into Khaana before its own mouth peeled open to eat the whole of the attack. Lips that had been sealed shut, ripping apart as a large, toothy mess spread open, and a spear poked itself out from the creature's throat. Aimed right at Kalama as energy glowed along it's blade. Rather than lunging or trying to bite at her, it promptly fired, a loud, concussive burst that would shunt towards the woman and aim to plow clean through that shroud of energy and slam the woman into the building behind her.

All the while Khaana let out a WHEW from behind the beast. Not as sudden as some of her other training partners, but Kalama certainly WAS a bit more quick than the average human. The burst of flames made an absolute mess of her outfit, and she winced as she slung her jacket off as it burned up, narrowing her eyes at the flames that had scoured her shoulder. But unlike a normal human who would have been severaly burned and likely on the ground, the woman's flesh had endured the attack quite well. Though not without light burns.

"Well, alright then." She grumbled, the shadow beneath her, which had shrunk considerably with that massive creature, over 15 meters in height, peeled its way out of the building beneath them. Still, it spit up a sleek, blue sword from the ground which she peeled from the roof, the weapon promptly partially fusing to her palm. "Alright, Scum. Say your prayers, the Mother of Seraphs is here to punish you."

The beast's attack howled, the roar of it's energy slamming into that barrier would no doubt send shocks through the surrounding area, a sudden burst of glass and metal as nearby windows shattered, and though the barrier blocked the attack itself, a snowfall of glimmering glass rained down over the space between them. Khaana's eyes narrowed slightly and she let a smirk form across her lips as she sighted the flicker of that shunpo. A sudden flurry of energy coursing through the air as she raised an arm just in time for those kicks to slam into her frame, sending her skidding back as those flames bit at her outfit and sent her skidding away from Kalama, the impacts themselves were taken easily enough, but burning holes in Khaana's outfit, her flesh was scorched by those strikes, gritting her teeth a bit as a slow smile spread across her lips.

"Hm, never seen an angel before?"

SHING!

The ring of a winged spear erupting from Khaana's shadow pealed out and the Mod soul reached out to lay her hand on the weapon, the sliver of bright blue metal promptly, twisting in response to her touch, sucked into her palm as it promptly spread and twisted along her wrist, morphing into a sleek blue armor spreading up her arm before coiling around her chest like a spiral of armor.

And in the very next breath, the creature behind Kalama spread its own wings and shot up into the air, kicking up a storm of wind around the pair of them as Khaana promptly sent her Seraph up into the skies. "I thought that those kicks would hurt a bit more. Are you sure you're a Reaper, and not some kind of assistant?" She asked coyly, straightening up as that shadow beneath her feet shifted and shrank, concentrating around her feet as she braced herself for another attack. All the while, the massive creature up above peeled that sword from it's throat, holding the enormous weapon aloft as it sighted Kalama from above.

"Come on, lets see what else you got. You should at least be able to make a 'Human' like me go all out right? Or are you maybe from that division that's only good at sneaking up and stabbing people in the back?~"