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"You know.. I sort of liked it better when it was quiet." Yeah. But these seem like an interesting bunch, a little angry though.. Doesn't sound like they exactly want to be here. We should cut them up! "I don't think that's such a good idea. We're out numbered. Lets just go see what they're doing here, and help them out or something?" Reaver says as he frowns slightly and glances downwards at the cane in his hand, before he walks forwards towards the new group that had shown themselves. It was odd the way they had entered this area, not something he had actually experienced in a long while, so it would be interesting for him to actually see something like this so soon into his new journey. Walking forwards and leaning against his cane to put more emphasis upon the fact he was using a cane, perhaps to show some sort of weakness in order to lessen the chances of himself being struck in a sudden or unexpected way. Smiling lightly with only a small curve to his lips, he casually stops walking and leans to the side, putting his full weight upon the cane in his hand. "Well.. Can I help you all? Or are you just sightseeing?" Reaver asks as he tilts his head slightly to the side and looks from one of the people to the next, he did not have any real idea who they were or even what they were at this time, but he was sure going to stand around and find out. After all they were all in the location of his new home, and this meant that he would need to make sure they weren't here to do anything damaging to the area. Well.. So far so good I think? You could at least look a little more threatening! What if they're here to kill you, huh!? You didn't think of that, did you?" Reaver simple shakes his head, his gaze glancing down to the cane in his hand once again before returning to the odd bunch. The odd giggling of Seishou within Reaver's mind droned out the other sounds for a moment, before it ceased with an over dramatic cough.

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Ronan chuckles amusingly at his Fraccion before his attention returns to the cutie in his arms, "Indeed...your home." His heterochromic eyes look over the area, it was dark but it didn't take long to adjust to the darkness. Quite possibly a park from living in a land of eternal night, and why he never really liked to got into Noches. For some reason the creator of that accursed place had put in a mock sun, though the Tenth Espada could have used that kind of power to far better use than for such a tacky decoration. His thoughts nearly cut short as the Hueco-Zealot asks why they are in a cave of all places on Earth, "It would seem Mia and Escanta can't focus on the path as they bicker." His tone was as cold as usual and seems to be a verbal reprimand to his Fraccion while informing Manda of the situation since she had asked about it. The rest of Manda's snips at ending up in a cave didn't really phase Ronan as his senses pick up on a decent Reiatsu signal, actually two of them, approaching them. Her red eye turns to the Bounto that had come to check out the commotion in the cave, "Who are you?" Hardly polite, seeing as the Espada had invaded this guy's home and not the other way around. Mia had wrapped her arms around the smaller Visana and the girl seemed oddly comfortable in her arms, so perhaps the Fraccion's 'bonding' had be something of a success. Now if the two soul sister would learn not to create an issue for Ronan then his hand picked battalion would be an even stronger one, as the Espada hoped when he first picked them. His green eyes notices Escanta looking over and chipping some of the gem-like stones off the walls, had she realized what they were? Impressive. That only left the girl in his arms who seemed happily content in his arms despite being in the dreary caverns that they found themselves in. Ronan's full attention returns to Bounto leaning on his cane before him, "Do something for me? Haha...what could some one like you offer me? Clearly you don't know who the hell I am." His voice remained cold even with a hint of sarcasm it would send chills completely down one back if directed towards them, so lets see how well this doll keeper would respond to him.

Manda sighed a little as the stranger approached them. She shook her head a little knowing already that this wasn't going to end well. "If he knew who you were, and had any sense I don't think he would be talking to you.." the young thief mumbled under her breath as she snuggled up next to Ronan more. After a brief moment of listening to the stranger lecture them on etiquette she raised an eyebrow. Was this really happening? How many more weird people was she going to have to meet while with Ronan? Maybe Ronan was just a creep magnet that might explain the other girls following him, and the odd company lately. "If we are no one important then why are still talking?" Her gaze returned to Ronan as she tugged on his shirt a little. "Can we leave now? This guy is really annoying. I didn't even know talking that much was possible.." she whispered to him hoping that he would listen to her. It made no sense what this guy was doing lecturing an espada on his manners.

The tenth Espada in the Bounto's caverns? That wasn't something you expect to see every day. Of course it was a short lived sight as the male rose a hand and fired a black ball of reiatsu directly at him. The most he could do was body shift out of the way. Of course his opponent had been much faster then him. His body would appear a short distance from the shard that had been thrown to the ground. It was supposed to lead to greater power? Fine then, Reaver would need to acquire this power. As he reached out to grab the shard, a sever pain shot through his entire body. His gaze slowly looked down, as he noticed the gaping chunk of flesh that had been torn from his body from that male's attack. Grabbing for the stone, he attempts to use it's power and make sure that he can gain whatever effect it could have before he actually passed out from blood loss or sheer pain from this new injury he had sustained. It had been a long time since he had actually taken a serious amount of damage like this, it was a sad thing when someone was wounded as much as he was right now, even Seishou was growing restless as his mind slowly began to black out, if he had not been joined with Seishou for years he would believe himself to be under more of a risk from her. Even though he had gained the shard, which started to glow slightly and he felt unknown power flood into him, he knew better then to believe that it was going to save him from his own impending death. As the entire area grew black, Reaver found himself feeling as though he was falling into a new and unknown area. The entire world spinning out of control as he soon suddenly felt himself to be standing in an odd and new area. It appeared almost like where he had been only moments before, and yet the entire area was brightly lit and seeming to glow with a faint crimson glow, the light moving almost as if it was blood pooling and pouring downwards across the walls and through this new cave system that he had found himself in. Turning his gaze slowly around, he would find that his injury had in fact healed completely, which shouldn't quite be possible seeing as he had no real ability to heal himself in any way, and the healing process had happened far too fast for his own good. This odd new world that he had come into was not something that he was perfectly willing to accept right off the bat, of course there was more going on then he really expected, as a cane tapped against the ground and then a dark growl followed by a few more could be heard off in the distance. Reaver's eyes slowly scanned the area as he looked around for what had caused this sound, as a figure appeared to walk outwards from the shadows of a doorway off to the side of this cave, it was not a doorway exactly but simply a darker shadow that filled this portion of the wall that this figure had walked out from.

"You're dying Reaver... Only I can save you.. But if I do, this body becomes mine... And there is nothing you can do about it!" "Who the hell are you? What are you talking about?! I'm fine! I'm not dying! That's impossible!" A slight raise of fear came across Reaver's emotions as he slowly took a step back, more growls could be heard as he soon spun around to be looking at two oddly ghost like canines which stood in his path and prevented him from moving forwards and getting away from this odd man. As the man walked forwards towards Reaver, the light in the area filled the shadows he had used and soon made himself known. Dressed exactly like Reaver and even equipped with a cane, this male held his very appearance down to the letter aside from one significant difference. His entire body appeared to be colored completely opposite. Making him a negative to Reaver's positive colors so to speak. Reaver's eyes widen slightly as he takes a grasp on exactly what was going on in this new situation that he had been drawn into. "Stop freaking out you pathetic creature. Just let me in, let me take over! I will heal your body and allow you to gain my powers.. All I ask for is full control." The Hollow Reaver says as he casually raises a hand with the cane in it, his eyes glowing a sinister light as he smirks and awaits Reaver's acceptance of this dilemma. Of course, there was still some sort of fight in Reaver. He would not simply accept such an evil force to be able to take over his body and go for full control. He was not evil, and he had no plans to become evil in any way. Dashing forwards suddenly, Reaver raises up his cane as the entire thing glows with a purple light and then extends forwards with a mix of teal and purple energy as the cane soon takes it's released form without a word. Spinning the scythe once, he sends the entire blade around in a horizontal slice through the combined momentum of the attack he had and his own dash. The man he was facing did not even appear alarmed as he rose a single hand and actually grabbed the shaft of the scythe with ease. Moving forwards the man grinned and thrust a hand forwards striking Reaver with his apparently gauntleted fist which was something that he himself did not have, which was odd. Hollow Reaver's strike would send him sailing backwards and crashing into the wall of the cave. Slowly rising to his feet, Reaver raises his his scythe in his hand and then sends it flying forwards towards his opponent. The entire scythe glowed with energy and then began spinning in an instant, becoming a disk like blade of energy which tracked forwards and attempted to track and cut his opponent in half. Hollow Reaver's eyebrow slowly rose as the attack was sent forwards towards him. Raising his own cane it would become a cane glowing with a green and red shade as it soon shifts to a scythe and then he flicks it forwards and uses the weapon to knock the bladed disk away and into the air, causing it to crash and almost saw into the ceiling above him. Which was exactly what Reaver had hoped would happen. The rooftop cracking and then being caused to crash downwards and slam into his opponent, sending rock down as Seishou spun back and returned to his hand, being grasped with ease. "You are not getting away with this kind of thing... I will not let you take over my body! You do not deserve such a thing!" Reaver exclaims as he dashes forwards and raises Seishou above his head, bringing the weapon crashing downwards and aiming to slam the weapon's blade right into the fallen Hollow's back. As the scythe slams down and makes it's connection, the Hollow Reaver's body suddenly leaped outwards and began to engulf Reaver's own body. Reaver's eyes widening as he attempted to struggle and fight back against this sudden intrusion, as the entire mass of this opponent would actually begin to flow across his body and gather itself upon his face. Reaver's gaze twisting and going black and then returning again before going back and forth over and over.

Awakening suddenly, Reaver's body shot upwards as he looked from one direction to another. A grin slowly forming across his face as he then turns his attention onto the wound that he had received. It seemed to have healed itself since when he had gotten it, which was sort of odd. Upon his face was a blank eye socket less mask. A single gash like black marking went up the mask, directly down to where the right eye would be, from the top edge of the mask. And yet oddly enough, Reaver could see through this mask with ease. Raising his hand slowly, he tore the mask off and looked down at it with a frown forming across his lips. What happened? You've been out for hours.. And now you awaken with that mask and fully healed?! It would seem that Seishou had not decided to just kill him as he ad expected, instead she had waiting by and accepted that he was not going to die upon seeing him fighting for his life. It would seem what happened in this odd backwards world was nothing more then a sudden and unexpected attack from a hidden Hollow power he had not known he had. This was not something he really hoped he would ever need to relive, a battle for control of his own body was not the best thing to have happen. Taking the mask, Reaver slowly placed it upon the ground and then turned his gaze to the area around him. There were other people around here somewhere, he could feel their auras faintly. Of course this did not mean that he was going to head out and look for them or anything. He really needed to figure out exactly what had happened and how it was going to affect him from now on, seeing as he had just fought against his hollow self, which had coincidently happened right after he had run into an Espada. Shaking his head slightly and lifting Seishou up into his hand, he sighs and speaks outwards to her. "What ever that mask is, I think we should hold onto it for now and find out what it is really for. What happened to the shard that was given to me before those psychos left?" He asks as he looks around him for the glowing shard that he had had in his hand before he had passed out and under gone this entire scenario. It's over there. When you passed out you dropped it, and as you were writhing and twitching and such, you kicked it away. Seishou says as a small wisp of energy shot outwards and seemed to point towards a wall to his side. Turning his attention to the point she had gestured him to, he immediately noticed that it was in fact the point where the shard had fallen. Moving quickly over to it, Reaver leaned down and lifted it back up and into his hand. He was not entirely sure what he could do with such a thing, but he certainly planned to hold onto it until he found out exactly how it could be used. Of course by looking at it, it seemed that it was not glowing any longer as it had done when he was holding it before he almost died. Though not too concerned with this fact, he decided to ignore it for now.

Reaver slowly began to walk away from this area, he figured that the most he could do was head to some other location and perhaps get a little more power under his belt. Something that he should have looked into years before now. Yet with that looming death that had just been on his shoulders, Reaver figured that the best thing to do now was to get ready for some sort of sign of this Hollow returning and attempting to take him over once again. Somehow he knew that they would be making another appearance when he was weak. Why was it that he always seemed to be gathering things that would kill him when he became weak? It just did not make any real sense to him anymore. Every time he turned around, something was out and about trying to kill him or in new cases, take over his body and attempt to use it as their own! Where are we headed now? Seishou asks within his mind, as Reaver slowly shakes his head in an attempt to rid these thoughts from his mind. "I am not sure really. I guess we will just see where the winds take us and go from there, after all things always seem to go downhill lately, perhaps we should have remained in our home where it was safe? Who knows. Lets just walk and see what happens, don't you agree?" Reaver says as he casually begins walking forwards once again, his gaze lowering to the mask that was now held in his hand. Put me on. We can have some fun. I sense Reiatsu signatures near by.. We can kill them all, together! Reaver's eyes widen slightly as he stops walking all together and stares down at the mask in his hand. Who the hell was that?! Seishou demands, fright running through her voice as it echos around in Reaver's mind. "It was... This mask..." The mask can talk to you!? How the hell does that work? Is that thing alive or something?!" "Actually... I don't think it is the mask, as much as it is myself.. My evil half.." Reaver soon says as he stares down at the mask, his gaze unwavering as he looks upon it's odd faceless appearance before he frowns slightly. "I don't like this one bit.." He says after a short pause of silence. Well.. I think you should hold onto that mask anyway.. I don't know about putting it on, that doesn't seem like a very nice kind of evil.. "It has the same ideals as you in a way, Seishou.. You both want to kill things, this.. Hollow me, just seems to be a tad more violent, and a tad more blood thirsty to your civility. It's more like an animal, and I'm not really looking forward to the day when I have to use this mask in battle. For it will not be a good day at all." Reaver says, before he raises the mask and tucks it away into his coat. His gaze shakily raising upwards in order to look at the area around him. That day was coming, and he would need to be prepared. He could just feel it.

A powerful Reiatsu rattles Victoria awake, from her pleasant dream world. Now that she had awaken the reality of her life was setting in, and despite having a fairly nice room in a small manor built into the cavern home of her people it was still a cave. Outside the well designed manor the dark, dank caves still await her when ever she had to step out to face the world. For now though she had best focus on getting dressed since a proper lady wouldn't go out in her nightie, though one may question why a proper lady was even in a cave to begin with. Either way, the Bounto Templar would allow his night wear to slip from her slender frame as she ran water in her personal bathroom. Before going out the girl had wanted to simply wash the sleep and any sweat from her body for the new day. While she showered another young woman seem to appear in a shimmer of warm light. This lady was clearly not of this Earth as a heavenly glow seemed to surround her in a peaceful, relaxing way. Aside from the aura that resonated around the heavenly girl's tender frame there were wings behind her, though not directly connected to her back. This allowed them to vanish or tucked away with no discomfort of her own, and also made sure that the wings wouldn't become an easily targeted weakness for the angelic doll. As her Master washed, Angela went about to cleaning up her dirty clothes, getting her a fresh towel and picking out a lovely outfit for her Mistress to wear out. The Bounto master slowly slides out from the running water grabbing the dry, warm towel. She is careful and quick to finish drying herself from head to toe before she wrapped the towel around her frame, then stepped into her main room with the angelic doll now.

Now that she was in the room, Victoria removes the towel from her slender frame and drapes it in a chair to sit on. She also begins to dress herself with some slight help from her doll, Angela, "So i felt a powerful corrupted Reiatsu awhile ago. It felt Hollow..and partly Shinigami. It was so strong. I think it was an Arrancar. What ever it was, it left one of our brothers wounded then something happened to corrupt part of their soul. I wish to check it out." Angela nods but also full understands the consequences of these actions if the Bounto had truly slipped into madness, "I understand your feelings towards this situation, but please keep in mind that this Bounto maybe dangerous. I pray not that this is the case." She smiles down to the doll as Angela is pulling her stocking up her leg and latching them to her garter belt so they do not fall, "I thank you for your concern, but our kin may need help. Could you honestly turn your back to them knowing this?" Victoria gets up and walks over to where her leather and metal boots lay, slowly sliding her feet into the comfortable footwear. When she looks over to her angelic doll once more, she is greeted with the kind eyes and gentle smile of the doll, "I am so happy to hear that, Victoria. I would be afraid that all the kindness in this world would be dead if even you spoke otherwise. The master nods and returns the smile before heading out of her room, and shortly after the Manor. Luckily, she had a great sense of spiritual tracking and soon she was upon the location of her Kinsmen, Reaver, "Greetings, Sir. I am, Miss Victoria and my doll is the angel Angela."

Ridel shifted awake rather violently and started to blink a little, she had sleepwalked into Victoria's manor. She was sprawled out on the soft bed in the room she'd unconsciously chosen. She'd left Dante behind to sleep in the cave apparently. Ridel was rather stiff, for not having slept, literally, in 100 years she was surprised she'd woken up. Ridel knew Victoria and Angela from one of the Holy Crusades. They'd found each other amidst the chaos, Ridel saved Victoria and she returned the favor soon thereafter. Ridel shook the memories from her head and got up; she needed to go to the bathroom. It took her a few seconds, she jumped initially the seat was cold then again she was in the middle of a cave so having the seat was a godsend in itself so she wasn't going to complain. She was still a bit groggy from her first sleep in 100 years. She shook a little and then cleaned herself up a little and flushed she washed her hands and face and the cold water on her face snapped her awake for a few brief seconds though the overpowering pull of sleep was soon back over her, Ridel was one sluggish person when she woke up, very much like a child despite her advanced age. She could feel Victoria and Angela leaving the manor and this interested Ridel enough to follow, albeit, still a little sleepy. The 4 foot 5 inch tall 12 year old looking 1017 year old Bount stepped out of the manor barefoot and in a pair of pajamas that she'd somehow gotten hold of... Ridel had no idea where they came from to tell the truth, nor did she really cure too much. She found her Dragon Hindel Plush bag and started to drag it behind her. Lev would be useful if she needed her quickly if only as a living shield. She looked over and saw the rest of the group and slumped on into the area where Victoria and Reaver were. She blinked sleepily at the group of Bounts and dolls. "Morning..." she said sleepily, mostly to Victoria and Angela rather than Reaver and Athan... most definitely not the hollow which she could smell in the corner, her sense of smell even picking up Ronan's remaining scent and that of the girls who were with him. Ridel's sense of smell was extremely sensitive to spiritual power so sensitive that she could smell the emotions someone was feeling as they had them, the weakness of it was that she couldn't turn it off and she was easily influenced by strong emotions, one or two and she was fine but when confronted with a multitude of emotions she could quite easily go insane, literally berserk, as she had the night before.

As the odd female doll walked from it's master and came towards him, Athan hissed seemingly aggressively, his entire frame arching slightly and placing himself deeper into the shadows, actually form fitting himself to the wall itself. Although as she entered the shadows, he watched as they seemed to actually use whatever power they had to push the shadows away and bring light into what little amount of safety he felt he had left. Backing up as far as he could muster, he would retaliate such a sudden grasp with a few small almost thorn like sharp barbs forming instantaneously from his shoulder directly under her grasp, though they wouldn't do much more then a p***k as if from someone pushing their hand into a thorn bush, or something else of the sort, Athan hoped that he would make his own opinion's quite clear. Even so, a bit of verbal communication never hurt either. A secondary more defensive hiss leaving his lips which curved into a snarl, he speaks directing his full attention to the doll at this time. "Don't touch me. Considering you all to be the more... Humane, in this area. A simple; 'Will you come out of there please?'. Would have sufficed." Athan says with a slight growl, as he rose both hands and made a quoting gesture while speaking the words that one of them could have said. Sure, he wasn't the most kind and caring being. After all he was a hollow, yet by his form it seemed he tended to try and maintain a rather tight grasp on his humanity, no matter how much he had passed into the darker and more sinister worlds of the Hollows. Ducking to the side as best he could, he moved forwards in order to grant himself a bit of safety beside Reaver, almost cowering to some effect like the animal he very well could be, as his almost glowing green eyes continued to be locked upon the doll that had tried to take hold of him.

"Ah, I see. Well an.. Espada I believe? Showed up here with his posse not too long ago. They were oh so kind as to leave me a parting gift before they left too." Reaver says, as he raises a hand and removes part of his coat, revealing the gray shirt underneath that had a large hole blown through it. It would appear that a part of his lower torso would have been blown completely away with such an attack, and yet nothing really showed there other then a burn like mark making a full circle almost bite like appearance on his side. Rolling his shoulders slightly, Reaver closes his coat once again, mumbling something along the lines of needing a new shirt when he got the chance, before he turned his attention upon the Hollow that had seemed to find it's way back over to him like a scarred puppy. His light gray eyes rolling in their sockets a moment, before he would turn his attention upon the new female that had apparently awoken and come wondering out here in search of the two females that had greeted him. His gaze sweeping over this new female for a moment, a more judging and analyzing look than anything else, his gaze would soon fall back into place upon Victoria once again, who in a sense was acting like a mother and leader to this trio that had made their path over here in order to check on him? What an interesting bunch, don't you agree? Though despite these three suddenly showing up, this Hollow there is got my real attention. Not sure if we can trust.. It.. or not, but it seems like it's a rather loyal dog." The female voice that belonged to Seishou rang out within Reaver's mind, as he slowly nodded his head. Not exactly wanting to speak outwardly as he normally would since he could very well upset these woman that he had so unexpectedly met, he was already noticing the odd look on occasion that he would get from Victoria since she arrived. Silently shrugging his shoulders again at whatever these thoughts were, he would reply to the new female with something simple. "Hello." Perhaps too simple? Long years of being alone with Seishou may have flawed his actual communication skills to a degree, though the way he saw it he was doing awfully well.

[Reaver: 826+740=1566
Interaction: 826+740=1566
Athan: 740+1922=2662
Interaction: 740+1922=2662
Other Interaction: 1377]