Round Two With The Moo (Stella, Kalama)

Her quest to reach China was still ongoing and as Kalama moved like a blur across the sky, the masked woman was still irritated beyond belief by her encounter with that one eyed bitch. She hadn’t been an easy foe to deal with and the green haired woman had been forced to spend a considerable time resting up after the fight. Why was it that there was always a fucking moron there to interrupt her fun anyway? Couldn’t they mind there own fucking business? The green haired woman promised herself that the next time they met, she was going to shove her zanpakuto so far up the bitch’s ass that it’d come out of her mouth.

Today, however, seemed to be a quieter day, which kind of angered even more in truth. She’d have liked nothing better than to beat the ever loving piss out of someone and as her eyes fell to the ground below her, the temptation would grow rather quickly. A sensation that only grew when she detected the pressure of someone familiar, with the same reek that always came from Quincy.

Wait, it couldn’t be? Surely not?

As her gaze fell upon that all too familiar head of red coloured hair, Kalama would come to a dead halt in the sky above the woman, a wicked grin forming under her mask, her voice full of mockery. “I’d know those red locks and massive tits anywhere. How’s it going, Airbags?”

A snort escaped the Shinigami as Stella gave her a one word answer, unflustered by the threat. She’d seen what the busty bitch could do the last time around and was hardly intimidated now. Yeah, perhaps her spiritual pressure was a little stronger now but the green haired woman simply rolled her eyes as she felt it. The red headed slut wanted another beating and Kalama was more than game enough for that. There wouldn’t be any abductions this time, she was going to leave the woman’s corpse behind for her friends to find this time.

The Quincy came at her quite quickly and Kalama would nimbly dodge the attack, ducking underneath the woman’s axe as it came hurtling towards her. She’d channel her spiritual energy into her body then, attempting to deliver a trio of punches towards the stomach of her opponent. There wasn’t going to be any fucking around today. So much the better.