killerants vs hanataro

The Rukongai. An area of the soul society that not many of the higher-ranked soul reapers cared to spend their time in. Why? Well the answer to that was simple. It was a "dirty" part of the soul dimension. This is where all the riff-raff were. It was where all the spirits who WEREN'T shinigami went. A few of the nobility considered them peasants, although this wasn't true in every case. While a few lived in poverty, in the higher-numbered districts, quite a few more still lived luxurious lives in the lower numbered, more lawful, more orderly districts. The higher you got, the more crime ran abundant. It was these districts that some shinigami classified as "worthless". However, a couple of the soul society's strongest members came from this district, including the Zero Division leader, himself.

However, the cities themselves are not where our story takes place. The rukongai also has a forest. A large, expansive forest, stretching as far as the eye could see. It had housed many battles, sparring matches, drinking contests, and the like. Shinigami from all over soul society came here to hide, to relax, to fight, or to forget. It could be a haven, or a death trap, depending on your intentions, and depending on what *exactly* you were looking for inside.

So... what was a Quincy doing here?

It was quite simple, really. This particular Quincy was in love. She was dating a shinigami, a former captain, by the name of Solas Foiche. Solas had saved her. She had found her and protected her in a time and place where no one else would've. Without even knowing it, she had saved the quincy's life. And the quincy loved her for it. However, happiness begets misery, and after quite a few months had rolled by, the quincy's house burned down. Devastated at the loss of her family home, the quincy had almost given up. She had almost ended it. Just when she thought she would, however, her guardian angel appeared once again. Solas found her in that alley she had crawled in, and taken her to the defenders of the earth, the Vanguard. There, she had joined. And there was where she had made her home.

As for right now, Solas was delivering a report to the captain commander on Vanguard's progress. She had opted for the quincy to come along, as she had never seen the Soul Society, and Solas was just considerate like that. However, the quincy had decided to go outside of the walls of Seireitei, and venture into the districts she related to more. The rukongai. It hadn't been more than an hour before she spotted the forest, and had disappeared within it to explore.

Who was this quincy, you may ask? Why none other than Mari Hitagurashi. She was noted as one of the most powerful quincy of this time. Not because of raw power, but because of sheer ingenuity.. and her darker side. Yes, it was true that Mari had, for all intents and purposes, sold her soul. But she became stronger for it, as she had made a contract with a shadow demon who had given her power she had never imagined. It was hard to keep this from Solas, but Mari was waiting for the right time to break it to her...

As the quincy dashed through the forest, going from branch to branch instead of traversing the forest floor, she heard voices from quite a bit away. She blinked, running a hand through her long, red hair, currently held up by a pin her mother had given her as a child. Mari turned towards the direction of the voices, and dashed through the canopy, dodging birds and leaves as she neared. Hiding her reiatsu, she landed on a branch overlooking a clearing, where two shinigami stood. One of them looked to be a bit short, black hair, pasty skin, and a timid appearance. He was wearing shinigami clothing, and holding a blade, so it was relatively obvious why he was here. The other.. wasn't so obvious. He had dark skin, african-american, she'd guess. His hair seemed to be short.. ish.. though it was hard to tell with the sun in her eyes from the clearing. Was it still mid-day? Ugh. He appeared to also be wearing a shinigami robe. Was she viewing a spar? Mari sat on the branch, careful not to make any noise as she watched the two. She swung her feet back and forth, black boots adding some weight to help the swinging. The branch on her ass pushed her thighs to make them look a bit bigger than they actually were, but the short-shorts didn't really help that either. She giggled a bit, she actually liked her body, unlike most women. Her E-cups didn't really help that vanity, either. She had trouble fitting into a lot of shirts, so she simply wore a black bikini-top with a red flame design on either cup. Mari leaned against the tree, gazing at the two, wondering if anything interesting was going to happen.