A lost Lamb in the fray, [Belle, Ranma, Hono, Yuri]

Belle crawled out of whatever hole he'd been hiding in for the last century, the fresh bits of his mask crumbling in his hands, not that he had a human looking body again. How long was he down there, hidden away in the Menos forest? He couldn't remember, and honestly he didn't want to think about it. He'd spent the better part of the time down there hiding from much more hungry hollows, and managing to get by on the few he'd been strong enough to kill and devour... Belle stretched out his legs, and fussed with his mask, as cerulean eyes hues met with the alabaster sea of sand. .he waved his hand a few times trying to open a gargantia, nothing. Did he do it wrong. It was likely so he tried again, focusing more of his Reiastu into this swing of his hand, this time the tear opened, and the man bleated with his victory having been granted.


" I wonder what the humans are doing these days, it's been a really long time since I've gone to see them. Stepping through the garganta he found himself in a dense forest, with the sound of hustle and bustle coming from just beyond the tree line. Belle, didn't want to draw attention to himself, so she scoot along, rolling into bushes till he reached the tree line. What he saw baffled him, it looked like some old timey town from Japan, did he get dropped out in the sticks? Or maybe humanity regressed in the time he was away. " Huh.. Ok, so not what I expected, but it will totally let me live out my whole fantasy life idea, I was thinking about when I was still alive. " Belle adjusted the belt that held his Zanpaktou, then looked at his own clothing.." Yeah this should be fine..." I wonder what I even look like.." Drawing his blade he looked at himself in the reflection. " Hey, I'm pretty cute! The white hair sure looks good." Sheathing his blade, he stepped out into the streets, plopping a basket top over his head, to cover up his mask. " Don't need people asking questions about you, do we?

Belle stopped by a stall, noticing his really did stand out, his clothing was pristine and white, while it seemed like dull colors were more popular and affordable, but he didn't have any money.. Noticing someone getting the hell beat out of him by some thugs, Belle smiled to himself, Kicked one of the thugs into a wall, causing the other two to scatter and fled from him.. Bell didn't realize why they had fled, and simply pulled the clothing off the unconscious man, putting it on for himself. " There! now i look the part, Totally just gonna be a wandering ronin... Would be nice if i had a bigger sword though..." He huffed before wandering deeper into the streets.

Fear, it had been Belle companion for nearly a century, it had helped him survive thought many things, It was smart to tun and hide when you could but if you could not? That was where he was now, he could feel a stronger pressure near by.. It was several times stronger than his own, so he tried to look small, and unintimidating. His eyes darted around, feeling something.. Where was it? What was it? He didn't think he'd ever felt this feeling before, a strong human, another hollow? Worst case a Quincy or a Shinigami! " He tried to duck into one of the near by shops, but before he could made it to the door, pain bloomed in his back. The hiori he was a rearing soaked with blood, as a blade cute through his back, His hollow hole visible though the slash in the cloth.. " Baahh! What the he-hell!" He turned his eyes growing wide and his fears came to pass. The sound of the air rippling was heard as the Sheep boy Sonidos, trying to flee back into the tree like. " Heck, shoot.. gotta run, how did he even find me? Heck!" He crashed into a tree, flopping down on his backside. he covered his mouth, and tried his best to suppress his Reiatsu..

Belle waited for a long moment, his attacker was likely still looking for him. He whined softly and quickly sonidoed again, leaving the clothing he'd barrowed in the forest. Time to find something else to wear. He found a clothes line, and while it wasn't great he found a light blue, plain looking yukata, that had small flowers all over it. It was good enough, but his mask made him stand out for sure... " Attack on sight, must be something happening here... Even when I was a hollow I didn't get attacked all the time.. Not having something to hide his mask was a problem but maybe he could play it off as a festival mask? He tugged at his Zanpaktou's strap, and tried to hide someplace in one of the shops. Something smelled amazing, he'd wandered into a grill, and was soon staring at the food being made. He pointed at the food , looking up at the shop keeper, who seemed less than happy the man was in his shop. Belle pointed out what he wanted. " Can I have one?"

The shop keeper insisted Belle Paid for it, but he didn't have money, so he offered to work for the food. Belle grew angary at the idea of working again, an d soon raided the stand running of with handfuls of said grilled eel, ending up in the most run down side of town." Jeeze this place sucks pretty hard... I kinda feel bad for stealing but there is no way I'm becoming someone's labor slave again.."

At least Bell had a warning system within this Shinigami... He was loud as hell, fast, but loudly he'd turned around just intime to see someone charging towards him. He stuffed the food into his mouth, till his cheeks were full and threw the skewers at the Shinigami, not really good weapons, but hey maybe they would work? The Rippling of sound was heard again. He could preform the technique, but anyone skilled in Shinpo could probably see them, Bell was rather slow. " Maaaah! Stray way from me I promise I wont eat any humans!" He cried, trying his best to duck down corners and hide in doorways. He could probably fight back, maybe... But this guys pleasure felt HUGE compared to him." Wǒ yàosǐle!" He cried it sounded Chinese perhaps, and soon he tried to dive into a laundry bin. and curled up there. Could he get away this time.

All the commotion was certain to draw attention just by itself. However, when several shinigami showed up and responded, ontop of the spiritual pressure of an arrancar. A number of Rukongai citizens who would sense spiritual energy began moving out of the area. But there was more than just them to account for, and after a moment, someone else's attention was drawn to the scene.

And as Ranma leapt towards the Arrancar while they took a dive for the basket, a set of soft hands gently clapped together. "Rakuyōsen 落葉山 _{Falling Mountain Leaves}"

Amidst the scrabble, dull orange and yellow sparks filled the air between the parties, like a flurry of falling autumn leaves, they spread out through the area and promptly halted in place, as if snagging on an invisible surface. Those sparks, shaped like countless leaves, then shone as stems of reiryoku spread out between them, like trees blooming and branching out between those leaves, forming a large maze of confining 'branches' throughout the area, until a practical forest of those beams formed throughout the area, not just keeping the parties contained, but also keeping them from one another as Yuri stepped in, the branches parting for her to move through it before her attention shifted to Ranma and the arrancar, as well as Hono who seemed to be on the scene as well.


"Mind explaining why you're chasing this person with your zanpaku'to drawn, Shinigami?" She asked flatly. After all, the little straw hat was currently hiding their extra features.