Description
Name: Jericho Corvus
Age: 20/ 542
Species: Arrancar
Appearance:
Wears Arrancar outfit with very high collar and wears his top only zipped up half-way. Since he did not obtain his Arrancar powers from the hougyouku, his hollow eyes still remain. Ignore the number 1 on his head.
Personality
Personality: Jericho is a very laid back Arrancar, he doesn’t really care about most goings on. He usually likes just wandering about doing nothing. Doing nothing is one of the few things Jericho focuses himself on, and gets very annoyed when he is interrupted. All he really wants is peace between factions so he can go back to basking in the endless night that is his Hueco Mundo. Despite his attitude towards them, Jericho truly cares for his Arrancar brethren, and would put his life on the line for them, if the need should arise. You can usually find Jericho slouching with his hands in his pockets. His face either bearing an neutral or grumpy expression.
Equipment
Resurreccion
Sealed Appearance: 
Release phrase and action: Jericho holds his Zanpoktou out in front of him, gathering his reiatsu, and then lets go of it, but it does not fall. The dagger floats there while Jericho puts his arms out like he's a scarecrow and then utters, "Obliviate....Cuervo"
Resurreccion name: Cuervo (Crow)
Resurreccion appearance: His speed and strength increase tenfold in this form. In this form he is very fast and agile, that combined with his clawed hands and feet, make his attacks devastating. His silver armor is ten times the strength of his Hierro.
Resurreccion abilities:
1. Cero Rascar: Jericho melds his reiatsu around his claws and makes enlarged purple cero claws that can slash and tear at his enemies. He can also launch these claws to latch onto his opponent and then detonate like they were hit with a powerful cero.
2. Bastidor de Cuervo: Jericho's small wing prongs on his back extend out and generate purple reiastu to create wings of energy. They can block attacks and they increase the speed of his sonido x10.
3. Tormenta de Pluma: Jericho beats his wings and hundreds of purple feathers shoot out at incredible speeds. When they hit something, they explode with a devastating force of cero energy.
4. Cero Termino: Jericho condenses his wings back into his body, absorbing his energy with it. He then concentrates all of that energy into his hands, then his fingertips, forming ten tiny orbs of energy on his finger tips. Each of them shoots out a tiny beam to the center in front of his palms, creating a larger orb, about the size of a baseball. Then, without warning, a concentrated beam shoots form the orb and the destruction that follows is devastating.
Fighting strengths and weaknesses:
Strengths: He is a very skilled in hand to hand combat.
His Cero abilities are unmatched among the Arrancars.
His agility allows him to dodge attacks easily.
Weaknesses: Does not like to fight, so if attacked he will often only dodge and not retaliate.
If one of his comrades was in danger, he could not idly stand by and watch them die, often resulting him jumping onto blades...with his body.
His sword play leaves much to be desired, meaning if he fights an opponent who can cut his Hierro, he's in trouble.
Prominence in Cero/Sonido ect.: He is very proficient in his sonido skills but his true mastery lies in his ceros. To fire normal ceros he does not even have to truly gesture and can fire his purple beams out of most anywhere on his body, making fighting him very unpredictable.
History
History: Though he does not remember it, Jericho committed suicide in Germany. His chain was cut as soon as he was dead and he became a hollow. Wandering in the world of the living, lost. He was taken in by a few other fellow hollow who took him back to Hueco Mundo in the Gillian forest. They dubbed him Jericho Corvus for his Crow like appearance. He fought there with his comrades and started to eat other hollow. Eventually his friends turned on him and tried to eat him. Out of shock, Jericho defeated them all and consumed them, making him a Menos Grande retaining his intelligence. He then wandered around eating other mindless Menos, eventually turning him into a Adjuchas. He thought his troubles were over and he could finally find companions. When he approached a group of other adjuchas, they attacked him. Still so confused why he was cursed to be alone forever, he fought the encampment of Adjucjases, defeating all of them and leaving him near the brink of death. He recovered when he ate all of there bodies and he transformed again, bursting up from beneath the sand to the true Hueco Mundo, he came into the eternal night as a Vasto Lorde. He wandered through the world alone, without purpose. His great hunger was gone, but he had no one. He didn't want to be alone anymore.
He eventually found a group of people in white robes. They looked human, but he could tell they were not. He approached them with no intent of harm. He spoke to them, asked what they were. They told him they were Arrancar and they protected each other. He wanted so badly to be apart of their group. He noticed they only had fragments of there masks. So he he grabbed the top of his mask and with all his might, ripped it off. In a flash of light, he appeared before them as an Arrancar. He has been with them ever since. Now that he no longer had to fight, Jericho became very fond of laying down and looking at the stars of Hueco Mundo, or as some of the others say, doing nothing and he was just fine with that.
So begins...
Inside the large palace of Las Noches resides three former Espanda. All of whom have been demoted and given three digit numbers, Fracción included. But only one had living Fracción left to demote...
Cirucci, the now 105th Arrancar, once the 5th, sat on a large pillar that towered over the others, her white form stark against the burnt orange of the towering cylinder. The girl had a frown on her face and her boots off her feet. She had an air of displeasure, something that her Fracción, Calma, Arrancar 121, formerly 21, set out to fix.
"Cirucci-sama. I'm off to outside of Tres Cifras, shall I bring something back for you? Maybe a nice hollow to kill? Or even a Menos!" She asked, her head tilted. The Swallow regarded the Sparrow, who was kneeling on a shorter pillar. The feathers were as white as her clothing, not that annoying light brown. She withheld a smirk at the girl's willingness to please.
"No. You may go visit your stupid friend. Do make sure not to die too easily." She scoffed at the smiling Sparrow, who nodded and with a hop, landed on the floor below and took off towards the entrance. The Swallow shook her head and went back to staring off into space, her feet kicking.
Calma ran over the sands of Hueco Mundo. She had already gone to see Wonderweiss, but he was still asleep. She pouted at that. Her own best friend couldn't get up to see her. Even Hooleer was too busy for her. She huffed and scoffed, reminiscent of her leader. "Stupid Wonderweiss. Stupid Hooleer! Stupid, stupid, STUPID!" She screeched the last part, her voice echoing through the dessert. She stopped and looked around at all the white.
"I hate white...." She muttered and thought back to her only visit in the Soul Society. How colorful and vibrant it was compared to all this white. "Maldita sea!" She huffed, angry at the white world she only knew. She shook her head and continued to run only to trip over a "rock". Falling flat on her face, she stood, ready to Bala the crap out of the object she had fallen over when she saw another Arrancar. Not just any though. It was her friend and fellow bird, Jericho.
"Oi, you stupid crow! Why ya gotta lay right where I'm running, huh?" She nudged him with her boot, right on his face. "Answer me, ya lump." She poked more, grinning. "Come on, open those awesome eyes of yours and look at me!"
More times than not, many arrancar choose to stay in the sea of white sand called hueco mundo, however some choose to walk between worlds to sate what every they have. A soul to fill their hole. Bloodlust that can no longer be ignored. Or in the case of Isperia Izzet...a simple case of wanderlust.
She stepped out the Garganta that appeared on one of the towers of Las Noches. Dropping out of the air on to the sand below, she eyed her surroundings, weary of coming back to this place ever since defecting from the army that was being build by a rouge shinigami. Any other time that she ran into her kind in this place, she was met with a threat for her to leave or an out right attack for her desertion. Dressed in the garb of a shinigami, most would brand her a traitor to her kind. For her, it was just a matter of collection purposes.
Once Isperia saw that none were petroling the perimeter, She moved on. Wandering the desert that used to be her home.
"Wonder if I can find anyone else here, someone that I can actually talk to would be nice." she muttered to herself as the pulled the robe of her Shihakusho out of it's wrapping to expose the hole that she hid to the shinigami. Here, she could expose it but risk being fought by others.
She looked back at the palace, still wondering it's purpose. Why such a large army? This she wondered then and now, but looking back in front of her, she noticed two others. Small in size compared to other hollows. "Either Vasto Lorde or..." She smiled to herself, but still kept her guard. If anything, The taste of a brother or sister arrancar or Lorde was something she had no desire to taste. She walked her way, letting the rattle of her skeletal snake tail sound off to announce her presence.
Endless night. That was what Hueco Mundo was. A land of endless black above a sea of white. So contradictory, yet, symbiotic at the same time. Night meant peace, night meant serenity, night meant calm. Most importantly, night is a time of reflection and sleep. Jericho was attempting to achieve both of these things while laying in the white sand, though seemed to be gaining neither. The only solace he could find at the moment were the stars. Other Arrancar spoke of endless night as either a sign of fear or boredom. Yet, it seemed none of them ever looked upon the stars. Endless streams of light that will burn on long after everything Jericho is and knows is gone. There is such beauty in this endless wasteland, but it seemed he was the only one to see it. "Stupid Wonderweiss. Stupid Hooleer! Stupid, stupid, STUPID!" a voice screeched rather close by. Jericho simply gave a heavy sigh and closed his eyes for the inevitable meeting. He knew who was coming, she always seemed to have a knack for disrupting his moments of nothing.
He felt a sudden pang against his head, he did not even flinch. She seemed to have just tripped over his head and feel down on the sand. She stood up. "Oi, you stupid crow! Why ya gotta lay right where I'm running, huh?" She then began nudging his head with her boot. Jericho's brow began to furrow but he did not answer her. "Answer me, ya lump." She continued to shove her boot into the side of his head at an annoying pace. "Come on, open those awesome eyes of yours and look at me!" At this, Jericho finally spoke up, eyes still closed. "The little sparrow chirps too much." he said plainly. He left a pause before he spoke again. "If she keeps chirping, the old crow might have to eat her." With that he raised his head and turned to her. He then opened his eyes, revealing the oddly calm eyes of a hollow. After a few moments, a smile spread across his face. Calma was one of the few of his species that liked his eyes, most others saw it as a mark of impurity and defection. Then again, Calma wasn't one to judge like that.
Jericho then slowly moved himself into a sitting position facing his little bird friend. "So, Calma. What brings you out to my sea of black and white that you detest so much?" He said calmly and deliberately. "From what I hear from your screeching, I'm your last hope for entertainment. Maybe you should be a little nicer to me instead of shoving your foot into my face, neh?" He thn heard an odd rattling noise coming off from behind him. It might have been another arrancar or other form of hollow, Jericho didn't much care. He simply lazily flung his head backwards to see what the source of the noise was. The figure wore the shihakusho of the Gotei 13, but it smelled hollow and his eyes picked out the hole immediately. He then flung his head back towards Calma, not caring much if the stranger wanted to do harm or not. Hell, it could even be someone he knew, he couldn't quite tell yet but he would soon enough.
Isperia held up her hands, showing that she wasn't armed and tilted her head to the side. "Friend? Or Foe?" She asked, stopping and putting one foot back in case she needed make a run for it or fight. It was the first time in a while that she had met any hollow in this desolate place and so close to Las Noches. She would have to be crazy not to be careful.
"I mean no harm. Just a wanderer of worlds." She said, keeping her distance. "I would ask why arancarrs are just out in the open randomly, but to each their own." She said, crossing her arms in the robe's sleeves.
She stood her ground, not wishing to make a huge mess out of friendly greeting. To more or less see others of her kind and not get imminently attacked was a greeting in itself.
Calma giggled and sat beside him, looking up at the younger Arrancar. "This old crow won't hurt or ignore the little sparrow though. They both know that." She grinned and laughed some. She had noticed the other spirit but paid them no mind. After all, she was almost a thousand or so years old, she could die at any point and nothing would change. "Jeri... I wanted to go play with Wonderweiss but he was sleeping so I visited Hooleer, but he was busy too!" She pouted and deftly leaned into Jericho's face. "I wanna go to the human world now, please? Come with me! I wanna get Cirucci-sama a pretty present! She's been so alone in that room of hers! Please, please, please, please, please!" She pleaded and begged with the other bird.
"I'll even buy you something! I heard there was a circus near the Death Valley, ya know the one in California, and I really, really wanna go so please!?" She was practically in the other's lap now, her small hands gripping his shirt and shaking him lightly. "Cirucci-sama says I can't go out alone after last time, you know this! After all it was you that saved my sorry butt!" She shuddered at the memory, when she had run off to the human world and nearly got attacked by men. "Anyways, please!?"
Jericho chuckled slightly at Calma's pointing out of the obvious. It was true, Jericho could never ignore her, he doubted anyone could ignore Calma if they tried. She was too.........bright for you not to notice her. She's loud, obnoxious, demanding, funny, understanding, sweet..........beautiful. Jericho quickly shook his head of such thoughts. He had to focus on what she was saying. Calma had a reputation for taking fast and never repeating herself. "Jeri... I wanted to go play with Wonderweiss but he was sleeping so I visited Hooleer, but he was busy too!" She pouted and deftly leaned into Jericho's face. Jericho leaned back a bit from her, just a bit. He thought about what she said for a moment. Hooleer was busy? What the hell would Hooleer be doing that would demand his attention. What, was he too busy throwing up Menos? "I wanna go to the human world now, please? Come with me! I wanna get Cirucci-sama a pretty present! She's been so alone in that room of hers! Please, please, please, please, please!" Jericho scratched the back of his head in thought. He had sort of planned to spend the rest of the day contemplating the universe, but Calma was the most important person in existence too him.......probably because she was the only person that ever spent any time with him.
She obviously sensed his hesitation, because she started her pleas with much more fervor. "I'll even buy you something! I heard there was a circus near the Death Valley, ya know the one in California, and I really, really wanna go so please!?" She was practically sitting in his lap now and he felt his face get rather hot, but he was certain it didn't show. She then grabbed his collar and began shaking him. She seemed to be very excited about this. "Cirucci-sama says I can't go out alone after last time, you know this! After all it was you that saved my sorry butt!" Jericho knew what she was talking about. He hadn't even been in the human world when she ran into trouble. He had sensed it from Hueco Mundo and had torn those guys apart just from releasing his reiatsu. He didn't want anything like that happening ever again. "Anyways, please!!"
Jericho looked as if he was contemplating hard on it. He tapped his chin and stroked it and looked off into the distance. Then his face went completely placid and he looked her directly in the eyes. ".....Ok." He then dawned a little smile. He chuckled a bit and picked her up and placed her down as he stood up. He was about to open up a Garganta, when the stranger he saw before finally had arrived. "Friend or foe? she asked them. Jericho simply eyed Calma. Then looked back to the woman. "Well, I don't know you well enough to be your friend and you haven't done anything to me or mine so your not my enemy. So........neither." He gave her a once over. He could tell she was an Arrancar, but she was dressed like a Shinigami, odd. "I'm Jericho and this little ball of feathers is Calma. Who are you and why are you dressed like a Shinigami?"
Anochecer stood in the skies of Hueco Mundo, staring up at the moon that hung by itself in the sky, pouring down light to show the sea of white that spread out for eternity. As was the usual, boredom was the toughest enemy he had to fight today. Restriction to the world of the living was extremely tight at the moment and any access to the Soul Society was strictly forbidden. Aizen's rules meant very little to Anochecer but Lord Baraggan, despite the boredom that plagued him as well, didn't want anyone jumping the gun on something as important as this. The soul reaper's orders were questionable but there no second guessing his majestie's orders, especially as a member of his faccion.
He started to wander idly through the air as he began searching. Not so much as a gathering of half starved hollows to slaughter for a few mile radius. As he began to give up hope of finding anything to do, three spiritual pressures became apparent to him. Too strong to be low ranked hollow. At least one of them an arrancar for sure. Suppressing his own spiritual pressure, he went in for a closer look. Once he caught sight of them, he identified two of them immediately. Jericho, the oddball stargazer and Calma, Cirucci's little loudmouth. The third one appeared to be an another Arrancar. She - as far as he could tell for how far he was - seemed to be trying to get the attention of the other two with little success. A motion suddenly caught Anochecer's eye. Even from this far, it was easy to identify: she'd taken a step back.
In a split second, he'd sonídoed behind the figure, his right hand hung at his side and his left hand resting on the hilt of his blade as his feet touched the sand. He stared down at the back of her head from behind his glasses as the shink of his blade inside the sheathe rang out in the emptiness. "It's the act of a traitor to be so ready to flee from your comrades," he said in a cold, uncaring tone. "Identify yourself immediately or suffer the consequences."
Isperia sighed in relief, putting her guard down for a moment. "Isperia Izzet. I used to be a Fracción here, but left to see the other worlds with out malice." she said taking the step forward, seeing as she wouldn't be attack by these two. "As for my garb, I've made a sort of home in the soul society without any trouble. Maybe due to my mask not being on my face."
She smiled to herself, enjoying the pleasant start to a conversation, however...the feeling of movement behind her made her freeze up slightly. the voice was cold and uncaring, but familiar to her. "However, it is not treasonous to step back from those one does not know. Why must I identify myself to one who should remember me? Or has the memory of me being of Sayzel's Fracción a distant memory?" She was equaliy cold to the voice and turned around to face him. "You don't remember Little Isperia? Or have they whipped me from all records since my defection?"
Anochecer raised his free hand and pushes his glasses back up his nose with his index and middle finger. "I don't have the luxury of remembering the name of every little half wit who comes my way," he states as he stares down at Isperia, the light from the moon glazing over his glasses and hiding his eyes. "The only people who hold my attention are threats and superiors. And if I can't even remember your face..." He tugged on the hilt of his blade gently, drawing it about an inch, causing his spiritual pressure to suddenly shoot up as he as he said, "... then you're lower than worm food. I should just tear you in half and give what's left to the Gillians. Even they would appreciate table scraps. However..." His hand pressed down on his hilt as the blade sunk back into the sheathe as his spiritual pressure returned to normal. "I don't have time to play with you right now."
He slipped his hand away from his sword and stepped around Isperia, approaching the other two with a stern look. "Jericho Corvus. You seemed in an awful hurry to try and open that Garganta a moment ago. Taking that little pet pigeon of yours on a walk through the World of the Living, are you?" Anochecer crossed his arms as he stared Jericho straight in the eye, the crease in his brow indicating he was squinting behind his lenses. "I'm going with you," he stated bluntly. "I know you detest confrontation, so you won't say no if I tagged along." He turned his head to look over his shoulder, catching Isperia in the corner of his eye again. "Bring along the other one if you want. Just don't get her in my way." He snaps his head back to face forward and asks Jericho, "Understood?"
Isperia rolled her eyes. Of course this one wouldn't remember her. Being the Fraccion of a lower Espada often got her the cold shoulder from the Fraccion of the high ranks. "If worm food is what I am, then the not even worms would eat the flesh of the once god-king of this land." She scoffed and opened a Garganta of her own behind her. She shook her head. "I'm just a wanderer though, I don't have to come if you all don't wish, but I do have a suggestion of a place of intrest if I may." she said moving out of the way of her own garganta.
The image of a city street filled with humans in costume, some with weapon that where either hand made with some harmless material or a metal of some sort. Cars lined the streets, passing by some people while other cars where stuck in front of the lines of people going across the street. "Some gathering of some kind and by the looks of the bags some of them carry, it looks like there are suviners to be had." she said, he back to the group. "I was going to this event on my own after I leave here. If you all wish to join then I find it alright."
Calma fist pumped and jumped around, uncaring of either of the other Arrancar. "Don't worry about those people, Jeri! Let's go, let's go, let's go!" She couldn't stop jumping like a fool, her arms flapping. She looked like a little bird, trying to fly. She latched onto his arm and began to tug, pouting. "If we don't leave soon, we'll never ever get there!" She turned and opened a Garganta. Giving her friend's hand one last tug, she slipped into the Garganta, skipping.
The Garganta had dropped them behind a rock and Calma grinned. She pulled out two cylinders and tossed one to Jericho. Then she moved to the other side of the rock snapped hers in half, a gigai-like covering that masked nearly all of one's Reiatsu. "I have to thank Szayel-san for these things..." She muttered as she rolled her shoulders, trying to adjust herself in her new body. She wiggled her fingers before donning her clothing and skipping away, towards the noises of the carnival in town.
"It's nice to meet you Isperia. I'm sorry we don't have more time to chat, we're off for a day at the...." Jericho cut himself off when he sensed a familiar presence. Then, he was suddenly standing behind the new woman. Anochecer Veneno, one of the many hounds in the service of the once great God-King of Hueco Mundo, Barragan. He was surprised he was allowed to wander this far away from his master without his leash. He immediately started to confront Isperia about being a traitor or something and they seemed to be ready to fight each other. Oddly enough, Calma wasn't paying attention to any of this because she was so excited about going to that carnival. He was about ready to leave them behind, when the beta who fancied himself an alpha approached him and demanded to come along with them into the human world. Calma immediately through up a Garganta and ran inside. Jericho simply looked at the Garganta, then back at Anochecer.
"Firstly, I don't take orders from you, or anyone for that matter. I don't owe my power to Aizen or anyone in your little court." He then pointed to his eyes. "I'm self made." He said all of this with an expression of apathy and a rather monotone voice. "Secondly, you can go wherever you like, I don't care. Though, how will you here your masters whistle in the human world? I would've thought you would take any chance to bay at his heels just for the chance of getting a pat on the head." ONce again, he said this with no emotion in his voice and no expression on his face, as if what he said mattered very little. He then looked past him towards Isperia. He smiled at her. "Thank you for the offer, but we already have plans. You can join us if you wish, though." With that, Jericho turned around and started to head off into the Garganta. Before he fully entered, he looked over his shoulder at Anochecer. "Oh, and one more thing. If you ever insult Calma in front of me again........you will not enjoy the outcome, no matter how powerful you think you are." There was a pause, he then turned back to the Garganta. "Now come on, Ano. We have rides to ride and cotton candy to eat." With that, Jericho leaped through the Garganta.
He came out through the other side just in time to be hit int he face with an odd cylinder. Calma said with was a reiatsu supressing Gigai. He shrugged and popped it on. He immediately felt discomfot in his eyes and he began constantly rubbing them. He then noticed his clothes. A black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and purple jeans with black shoes and a watch. Huh, Calma must have picked these out or something. He followed after Calma into the fair and caught his reflection in a window. His eyes.......they were normal looking. They weren't the eyes of a hollow. Granted they were purple, but they weren't his normal eyes. No wonder they itched so much, this gigai came equipped with contact lenses.
He slowly sauntered through the fair grounds with his hands in his pockets. He eventually caught up to Calma and was about to speak, but he suddenly felt a small burst of reiatsu. It was a distance away, but he could definitely tell it was Shinigami. He wasn't worried though, there reiatus's were completely surpressed by these Gigai. They felt like absolutely normal humans just out for a day of fun. He then turned back to Calma. "So, what do you want to do first?
Anochecer grit his teeth as Jericho jumped through the Garganta, a single bead of sweat forming on his brow. Lazy, arrogant, soft hearted, disrespectful and stubborn. That man was somehow was all these things and yet he wasn't some pathetic weakling. On the contrary, Ano felt a sudden fear for his life as the other arrancar began coming down on him. 'Disgusting,' he thought bitterly to himself as he watched the Garganta close behind the two. 'You're too soft to live, Jericho Corvus. And I'll make sure to be the one holding the blade that kills you when you finally slip up.'
Anochecer turned on the spot and shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked over to Isperia's Garganta, peering into it and inspecting the bizarre festivities on the other side. "Humans. They could turn any date into a twenty four hour time waster, couldn't they? Too much effort thrown into such a silly thing." He turned his head towards Isperia as he straightened his back, a cold look in his eye. "Isperia Izzet, is it? The girl that ran away after you were ascended." He pulled out one hand and pushed his glasses up on his nose. "Now I remember. That little disappearing act caused quite a bit of noise." He suddenly raised his hand down to her head height and held up one finger. "Let's get one thing straight, alfeñique. I'm going with you on this because I want to go." He pulled his hand back into his pocket as he turned towards the Garganta. "If somebody thought you were that special, you can't be as terrible as I guessed from looking at you. Just try and keep up," he muttered as he stepped through the Garganta.
Calma, who was spinning around in circles, grinned at the reiatsu spike. She was itching to play with some Shinigami and fate, her lucky lady, graced her with some. But, they'd be hunted down later. Now was her time at this Car-ni-val she had heard of and with her bestest friend Jeri, no doubt! "Well, whenever I devoured souls, sometimes I'd see this huge circle thing that took people way up high called a Ferris Wheel or another one that spun on the ground, that's a carousel! Then there were these snake thingies made of metal and human were screaming and laughing on it! I wanna try them all!" she gestured wildly with her hands, her longer sleeves flopping everywhere. "Maybe you can even win me something, ne?" She asked, grinning before she took off towards the first thing she saw, a cotton candy vendor.
The little ribbons on her bloomers flapped and she bounced and drooled over the candy. "Oh... That looks so pretty!" she cooed and the vendor laughed. The man looked over the little female and took a large bag down for her, making her gasp and drool more. "Oh, mister, is that for me?" She quickly slung her bird backpack off her shoulders and dug around in it. "How much? How much?" she couldn't help but bounce as she grinned.
"For a young girl like you, not a penny. Now run along, your brother might start looking for you." She blinked and took the bag, frowning. Why did every human think she was young? She could easily snap their necks...
"Thanks mister, but Jeri's younger than I am! A whole bunch younger!" She said before heading back to look for her best friend.
Calma had apparently not understood his question. He asked her what she wanted to do first. Apparently she wanted to do everything first. That was just like her. Without warning, she just ran off saying something about something being pretty. The attention span of a sparrow, that one. One shiny things pops into her sight and every other thought goes out the window. Calma would be Calma. He remembered her saying something about winning her something. He looked around and saw several booths littered with prizes, but also people attempting to do tasks. Maybe that was what she was talking about. He scouted out the booths and noticed one booth had the most odd stuffed toy. It was purple with the wings of a bat, the face of a panda, the tail of a beaver and the body of an elephant. It was the most peculiar thing Jericho had ever seen. Though, he did guess it looked adorable, seeing as a lot of other girls were fawning over them. It did sort of seem like something Calma would like. He decided to go get her one and give it to her when she got back. He went and approached the booth.
"Hey, booth guy. I want one of these.......creatures for my friend. Tell me how to get one." Jericho stated bluntly to the man. The man dawned a sly smile and a gold tooth flashed in the scorching Nevada sun. "Well step right up then, young fella. You see, all you gots to do is take one these here balls and knock down one of these her stacks of bottles." He stated as if he were selling the game to him. Jericho nodded, showing he understood. "But if ya want the big prize, one of these here fine look'in critters, you gotta knock down the big stack at the back, all of'em." Jericho nodded once again. "Alright then, three balls will run ya 5 bucks." Jericho raised and eyebrow at him. The man wanted 5 adolescent male deer. What the hell kind of place was the human world."Do you no understand me, I need 5 dollars in order for you to play. Com-pren-day?" Well now Jericho understood. He needed currency. He didn't know if he had any money. He reached into his pockets and found a wallet with money inside. He guessed this was what had been left over the last time he was here. He pulled 5 dollars from the wallet and handed it to the man. The man grinned and passed him the three balls. Jericho picked up one of the balls and tossed it on the air a few times. Then eyed the stack at the back. He raised the ball level with his face, and with a soft flick of his wrist, loosed the ball at his target. It shot at such great speeds, it created a vortex around it. It crashed into the bottles, causing them to shatter and explode every which waya and tearing a hole straight through the back of the tent. The ball seemed to keep going and he did not know where it stopped. The man stood there in utter disbelief. A look of shock and amazement was plastered onto his face. Jericho, expressionless, reached into the tent and grabbed one of the giant purple creatures hanging from the tent and turned to go find Calma.
He found her standing very near to him with a bag of cotton candy. He gave her a small smile, which was usually the biggest smile he gave, and held out the stuffed animal to her. "I won this for you. I have no clue what it is, but I thought you'd like it." JEricho let her take it. "Now, lead on. I'll go wherever you want to go."
"I won this for you. I have no clue what it is, but I thought you'd like it." Jericho let her take it. "Now, lead on. I'll go wherever you want to go."
Calma looked at the large stuffie and blushed some. "Wow... I didn't think you'd get me one this fast! So efficient!" She said before petting the creature. She giggled and spun, both of her large prizes in her arms. "I got cotton candy stuff for Cirucci! Do you think she'll like it? I hope so!" She gushed happily. She was quite happy that she was here with Jeri and that he actually got her something.
She spun and with both her gifts under her other arm. grabbed Jericho's hand and began to pull him towards the rides. "Come on! Come on! I wanna try the twisty metal snakes!" She cawed.
Jericho was surprised by how happy she was at the sight of her gift. He felt a smile slowly wash over him as he watched Calma dance about with her prizes. It always amazed him at how full of energy and emotion she was. It was practically gushing out of her. They really were opposites. She was always full of energy and can't wait to finish sentences and always expresses her emotions to a very high degree. She always has something to say on any situation. While he was always very slow and deliberate. He thought everything through was always very reserved. Hell, he hadn't even smiled in over several hundred years until he met Calma. He was just glad he was here with her, and he was glad she was having a good time. She asked him a question about the cotton candy. "Well, she likes snacks and exotic things, and cotton candy is pretty exotic compared to where we come from. And it's colorful, so, yeah I'm sure she'll love it." He said reassuringly.
She then grabbed Jericho's hand and began to pull him in a direction she seemed to want to go. "Come on! Come on! I wanna try the twisty metal snakes!" She cawed. Jericho's smile simply widened. "OK, ok. No need to pull my arm off." He said teasingly. They were heading towards the metal snake, when he sensed the presence of a Shinigami coming near them at an incredible pace. Then, without warning, something flew by them and crashed into the metal snake, destroying it. A boy pushed his way out of the metal and screamed something.
He had a Zanpoktou, but was not wearing a basic Gotei shihakusho. He believed it was the uniform of the Gotei Academy. He wasn't even a full fledged soul reaper yet. Then, a Hollow appeared in the fair grounds, howling for the boys blood. He was being tossed around by a hollow not even the rank of Gillian. Jericho sensed that two more Shinigami around his power level were coming nearer. What were three students doing in the human world. Knowing Calma's loyalties, he knew she would probably want to destroy them. Jericho wasn't really in the mood for a fight, then again, that little brat did destroy the thing that Calma wanted to ride, and he wasn't sure if he could forgive that.
He looked to Calma. "What do you want to do? They seem pretty weak. If you want, you can have all three. I'm here if you need me. He stated to her seriously. Even if he wasn't going to fight, If Calma dropped her Gigai, so would he.
Calma grinned up at Jericho. "I wanna eat this hollow first. Then we can play with the baby shinigami!" She jumped and dropped the gigai, turning it back to the tube. With two quick Sonido she was at the paralyzed hollow. She slammed one of her shields into the hollow, destroying it. She tore out the soul and grinned innocently. "Look! On my first try too!" She waved the sphere around. She broke it in half and tossed one part to Jericho.
Munching on her half, she turned to the shinigami. "What..? They send me children to play with!? I'm so disappointed..." She pouted and huffed, bringing her hands behind her head and reclining. "I thought your Reiatsu would be higher..." She looked over at Jericho, uncaring of the shinigami. "You can barely feel them! It's sad... I've seen their old man... Even I was scared of him, and you know I don't scare easy!" She said, nodding.
"Ah, but alas... You took down the thing I wanted to ride... I have to eat you now, I hope you know that... Maybe I can give Cirucci-sama a nice shinigami soul... She'd like that..." Her innocent grin turned deadly as she spoke. But they were empty threats, meant to scare them away or into fighting. Either way, she'd return to the park where they'd play more.
Kisharo watching these two come and steal their kill unsheathes his katana a little bit and raises his reiatsu yells, "Burn, Muragaru hachi" and his sheathe and katana both turn into a pair of brass knuckles and he uses shunpo to quickly get next to Junji. Kasharo looks at Junji, "Looks like we may actually get to stretch our legs today and fight something worth our time since they were the ones who stole our kill. Hey you two why did you steal our kill, and you eat us that easily." Kisharo looks at Daisetsu and grins and motions at the two that just showed up.
Junji was worried but left his weapon in its sheath. They had done nothing to him so why should he try and start something with them. "Sorry about that thing." He said pointing to the ride. He looked around and the area trying to gauge what his best option was in this situation. He let out a breath trying to think faster yet it was on working that well. He bite his lower lip and then took his hand off of waterfall. He smiled and then started to throw some of the debris out of his way. The roller coaster was destroyed he did feel bad and hoped that no human was hurt.
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