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.