Isperia Izzet's Story

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."

"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.

Isperia narrowed her eyes and moved her head back from his finger. "My disappearing act was of my chose, what I did afterwards is my bussiness and what happened there is long in the past." she said, watching the arrogant arrancar walk through her garganta. "Besides, I don't take kindly to being treated as a lab rat by that damned pink head."

She walked trough the garganta and walked straight into the crowd, smiling at all the colors and festiveness abound around her. Most were in costume and others in normal civilian wear but almost all had bags of some sort. This was the kind of activity she was used to from the amount of traveling she had done; Fast paced, chaotic and a buzz of joy in the air. She knew that no one could see her in the human world and that was a bad thing if one wanted to mingle with the crowd a bit. She slipped her hand into the pocket of her sleeve and popped a small round candy in her mouth. Soon, she felt her reitsu being repressed and the gigai forming around her body. She felt human, or at least how a human should feel and could still see Anochecer clearly. She was dressed in a belly dancers outfit, perfect attire for these kind events if one wanted to go unnoticed.

"In a place like this, my dear stick in the mud, is not a place to go and scrutinize everything. In the human world, a festival like this could last over three days easy." she said tapping his shoulder. She stood with a group of humans, waiting for the light to turn for them to go and started conversing with them. Easy enough to talk to when asking for directions to anywhere. She acted like someone who was from out of town and started asking around, but also started to bump into people.

Anochecer was hit with the wall of sound and color on the other side of the Garganta that gave him a headache in a split second. Say what you want about Hueco Mudno, as least it was easy on the eyes. Here, everything was moving and no two things looked the exact same in color or shape. The world of a living was complete anarchy but at the very least kept you on your toes. Isperia stepped in after him and before he could even try and say anything over the noise, she was running off. 'She's lively, I'll give her that much,' he thought bitterly as he went after her. When he found her again, she already had a gigai pill in her hand. Ano broke his blank mask to give her a look of minor irritation. "What do you think you're doing, running off like that?!" He quickly pulled back into his calm demeanor, clearing his throat as he adjusted his glasses with his index finger. "You really have no skill when it comes to patience," he muttered under his breathe as she swallowed her gigai pill. As she slipped into the fake body, he couldn't help notice how... provocative the outfit on it was. "I see subtlety isn't your strong point either..." he muttered under his breathe before she tapped him on the shoulder.

"In a place like this, my dear stick in the mud, is not a place to go and scrutinize everything. In the human world, a festival like this could last over three days easy."

"Three days? You're joking, right? Half the edibles they're giving away here look like they'd cut your lifespan in half and you're telling me they eat it for three days straight? Idiots..." There was a good chance she didn't hear most of this as she'd already ran off towards the nearest crowd she could find. Ano's patience broke again. "Hey, listen when people are talking to you!" he yelled after her but she was already lost in the noise. He sighed as he lifted one hand and slid it into his shirt, pulling it out with a gigai pill pressed against his palm. "No point letting her have all the 'fun'," he muttered as he places the pill atop his tongue and swallowed it. The feeling was immediate and thoroughly unpleasant. He felt his spiritual pressure start dipping and found his feet were stuck quite firmly to the ground. The body felt thick, like running around in a suit of armor and he was already dreading the aches and pains that moving were going to leave after awhile. He looked down to inspect the 'damage' and was content that he wasn't dressed up like some clown. He wore a white long sleeved shirt that already had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a black button up vest, loose fitting blue jeans and clean black shoes. He stretched his arms and legs to make sure everything was in working order before he began weaving through the crowd, catching up to Isperia within a minute who was talking to a group of humans as he arrived. 'I hope this isn't her idea of 'fun' that she mentioned,' he thought as he stood nearby, content with waiting for the girl to find something interesting for him.

Isperia rolled her eyes, waving to the humans she had been talking to as they walked off. She turned to Anochecer, obviously ignoring the irritation he was having. "Just as I thought, We got here just in time." She said, giving him a smart arsed smile. She started walking across the street once the street light changed. A river of people flowed across the street, most in costume and across all ages almost everyone was wearing something for the festival. From things that looked like they could suffocate from the heat inside, to those along the lines of what Isparia was wearing: cooling, provocative and true to the area.

"Now I think the one who should be trying to keep up is you, my dear stick in the mud." She said with a smile at him. She knew making the arrancar smile with nigh impossible if not impossible, so why not make her own fun. She noted on the street a couple of women in the same kind of outfit she was wearing and dancing in front of hotel and had a small hat in front of them and watched a bit. "Here, subtlety is something like what I'm wearing, how do you know that I would wear this if I was visiting a regular park or something like that?" she asked him, looking at him with the 'calm-down-no-one-will-hurt-you' look

Anochecer merely turned his head to the side and scoffed at her words as he followed a few steps behind Isperia, his hands in his pockets as the watched the crowds move on by. "I suppose dressing like a madman in an asylum would certainly help you blend in some," he stated as he lifted a hand to press his glasses back up his nose before turning his head towards her and pointing at the back of her head with an accusing finger. "And stop calling me that! I had to the decency to say you're name earlier, it's considered polite to return the favor!" He cleared as he usually did after losing his cool and just followed behind Isperia for a minute without another word. Already the discomfort of extending time in a gigai was setting in. The heat was making him involuntarily sweat, the hard ground was making his toes sore and his shoulder was becoming numb from so many people bumping into him. 'I swear, if so much as one more person touches me again-' His bitter thought was interrupted by a half drunk college student bumping into him. "Woah, didn't see ya there, bro. Didn't mean ta-" The frat didn't get the chance to finish his sentence as an open palmed strike from Anochecer had nailed him in the gut and sent him flying back headfirst into an overflowing trashcan. "Apology accepted," he stated coldly before turning and continuing to follow Isperia, a ghost of a smile on his face. "Maybe this trip of yours won't be so bad after all, vagabundo," he chimed as he caught up to her.

Isperia sighed, hearing the sound of some poor idiot being thrown into something. "Is you're looking for a fight or something?" She said, now wandering toward a large crowd of people once again. There seemed to be cheering going on as a large group of people gathered around something and as she got closer, she noticed that the gathering was something purely human. The group had gathered around a group of two men fighting with each other, one of them having the other on the ground and pounding away at him for a time. "Somethings about humans I don't understand." She muttered to herself as she watched. To her, it was their fight. Not hers. If anything, the fight was amusing though she did wonder if the authorities knew about this or were on their way. However, what harm was there in watching?

Ano followed Isperia with no expression, the small enjoyment of abusing a single human fading away slowly. "He touched me. I didn't want his filth getting on my gigai. Bad enough being weighed down by what's suppose to be there." The sound of a fight met his ears as him and Isperia approached a cheering crowd. Ano was disappointed to see it was a pointlessly violent fist fight between two men, either drunk or high enough to be acting like complete fools in public. Who knows, maybe that was just human nature. "As amusing as it is to watch people try and kill each other, I think I've had quite enough," he said as he took a sharp turn and began walking away. He took two steps when a sudden rush of spiritual pressure hit him like a wall. Calma and Jericho, without a doubt. And there was three other presences. Small but definitively there. Shinigami. A sudden stir grew in Ano's chest as he stepped away from the crowd, shouting, "Looks like the real entertainment has finally arrived, Isperia! Try and keep up!"

Anochecer slipped into an alley and broke out of his gigai, snatching the pill out of the air and sticking it inside his robes before he fly off towards the source of the disturbance. When he got there, he stayed high in the air, keeping his spiritual pressure down to avoid drawing attention. As he expected, Jericho and Calma were facing down three shinigami. From the looks of them, only students. He waited for the bloodbath to begin but was disappointed when Calma failed to even put up a fight. The entire situation defused by a teddy bear. As the stepped through the Garganta, Ano clenched his jaw tight, his hands shaking. "If they can't even appreciate such good fortune..." he muttered under his breathe. Without a second though, he used sonído to appear directly behind the grey haired one, apparently distracted by the presence of a low rank hollow. Ano quickly pulled one of his hands out of his pocket and struck at the shinigami's head with the back of his hand. If it made contact, it'd surely knock him off his feet and send his flying.

Kisharo noticed just barely in time that someone was about to hit him and he used shunpo to get out of the way and he realized what had attacked him. "It looks like you don't share the same thoughts as the others that just left. Why do you want to fight?" Kisharo wasn't sure wither to run or strike, he looked over at Jun and Dai to see what they were going to do and then looked back at this new foe that has appeared.

Isperia looked back from the fight, only to watch as Anochecer run off into an ally and abandon his gigai. The look on his face was something that, to her, was possibly the worse thing that she had seen from him: something that she could have sworn was a smirk. She ran into the same ally way, abandoning her own gigai and donned her stolen Shihakusho and followed him as fast as he could.

If anything, was never looked for a fight unless it was brought to her and she had no chose, or, in the case where she thought that was going to be thrown out the window, protect those who hadn't done a thing to provoke anyone. She pulled out her Kanabo, looking for the Arrancar and any sign of where he had run off to. "I swear, the only thing that makes this man loose it is the promise of a fight..." She said to herself as she wandered into the carnival and looked around.

She spotted Ano before she felt his spiritual pressure and grabbed the hilt of her own Kanabo. "Even if it means cutting down innocents." She muttered to herself as she wandered over. "What do you think you're doing? Scaring students while on their day for fun?" she said coldly. She didn't tolerate anyone attacking people for no reason, Shinigami or Arrancar alike, sure hollows didn't know any better since they didn't have really any intellegence, but there was the rare few; however there was some that she really couldn't stand like the army of arrancar that had been enslaved by Aizen's honeyed words.

"What orders were you given to attack innocents? huh? Students from the soul society shouldn't even be good pray for you anyway." She leaned on the hilt of her weapon and looked back at the Shinigami-in-training, "You guys alright?" She asked quickly, knowing for getting in Anochecer's way could possibly get her hurt.

Kisharo realized that this new hollow wouldn't back down as easily as the other two had but just before he could say any thing someone else appeared wearing a shihakusho. "Yes we are fine but why are you wearing a shihaksuho, I don't remember seeing you anywhere in soul society so you probably aren't a shinigami. Also are you friends of the two that just left since how quickly you showed up after they just left." Kisharo was a little confused by this new person but still unsure if they were friend or foe but still grateful for them stopping the one that nearly hit him.