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Svetlana's fists clenched at the Arrancar's sudden presence. It would have taken her much longer to note his presence, was it not for Jan's discretion in pointing him out. Now she was gazing at him with piercing, cheated eyes, her tongue darting across her lips in preparation for the taste of blood.

She did not respect a man who attempted to talk his way out of a situation he imposed upon himself. He had pleaded (a pathetic attempt) to be treated fairly, and yet he was the one sending sensations through her mind, causing her to shudder at invisible things, attempting to break her concentration.

She allowed herself the respite of closing her eyes to banish the thoughts and dark elations which seemed to be emitting from the Arrancar straight into her mind, knowing she was protected on all sides, and could provide herself the opportunity. Chills ran down her spine, and she knew that she had squirmed outwardly at the invisble sense of uneasiness which clamped itself down on her lungs, dripping into her stomach and threatening to weigh her down with anxiety. Deep breaths... Her eyes closed, she drew a shuddering inhalation of Seretei air, then a low exhale. She repeated this twice before her eyes opened once more. The sensations remained (she hadn't the power to banish them completely), but knowledge of her safety (or lack thereof; they were, technically, in enemy territory) kept her grounded. A little fear was always a good thing. It would keep her mind sharp and her reflexes tight.

When the Arrancar provided himself a weapon, Svetlana's left leg took a step backward to grant her leverage. She glanced over at Lilly and Thanatos, then the Arrancar, and finally, the gentleman who, to her, was a complete stranger, but one who claimed to be at a captain's level.

This much was true, her gut told her. Svetlana could clearly sense that he was much, much stronger than her, but all this talk of insanity and mad scientists and madness in general was wearing away at her. Was this the time for banter?

Jan wanted to shout out at Bullene's excellent rebuttal, but he kept his composure. Aiming his glowing wakisashi at the Arrancar behind his comrade, Jan chimed in. "If you were as innocent as you claim, you would have allowed yourself to be escorted to the Soul Society before becoming an Arrancar in the first place. And if no Shinigami got to you, you should have allowed yourself to be purified by a Zanpakuto."

"And thus, for the crime of existence, you have been found guilty. Run home, or be purified here." As Jan finished, he stepped forward to shield the Shinigami behind him. Even if he was more suited to long range attacks, he was more than capable of balancing out his fighting style to suit his needs... And right now, keeping the lower ranked safe was priority.

Quickly glancing at the Shinigmai who had offered to help him, Jan spoke in a low voice. "First, just give me your name, rank, and specialization. We need to know what you can do before trying to put you into battle, ya know... Since this guy claims to be insane, I doubt he'll just lie over and die or run away, so we need to be ready." Jan turned back to make quick eye contact with the woman who seemed to be following Bull's command. "You too, I guess... We need to be ready to work as a unit."

Jan listened to Bob, and then spoke in just as low a voice, albeit slightly higher so that the woman behind them would hear as well. "Well met, Bob, and welcome to the Soul Society. The name's Jan Koumei, and since you have some hand-to-hand experience, I can expect you to get into the action when we clear out the Espada, right? While we could just blow up the whole place, what good would liberation be without any proper facilities?"

Nodding to himself, Jan continued. "Bullene, Maximoru, and myself will be spearheading the invasion, with you guys covering our backs and taking out any Hollows that try to attack us while he fight the Espada. We will likely split up once this Arrancar is dealt with, so take a good luck at everyone's fighting style to learn what you can."

Jan smiled widely, his annoyance at the Arrancar forgotten for the moment, as he reflected on the new turn of events. Ironically enough, I was exiled from here long ago. I've had a number of ranks, but now, I lead the Vizards on Earth... But when my old buddies needed help, I could never turn a blind eye! And now... Now we're leading the invasion to take it all back. More than ever, I'll need to give it my all!

Watching and listening to all the happenings going on behind him, Maxi kept his eyes focused on the creature floating in the sky, just out of his 30 foot 360 degree sight. "Bull you show off. I wanted to see how he reacted to fire as intense as this. For all I know you or Jan will torch him and leave me nothing to toy around with." Maxi smirks savagely and gives a brief nod to Jan. "I'm glad to see your doing well my friend. Its has been ages and I feel we need some time to catch up." His voice slightly lighter and happier, carrying an almost whimsical note with it.

Rokera's gaze was locked upon the sight of that Arrancar. He absorbed every word he said, analyzing his personality.

"That Arrancar is a fool. He approaches us with the intent to kill and speaks of peace." A spike of reiatsu burst from Rokera, as he shifted into a fighting stance. He focused reiatsu into his hands and sword, powering his blows as much as possible. The whispers began again, evil little afterthoughts that always tried to get Rokera's attention. However, they never were loud enough to hear; it was all too easy to ignore them. Rokera looked to the side, at his captain, and at another woman shinigami. Svetlana, I think it was. This is another downfall of being a newbie..you don't know anybody.

"It's a pleasure to do battle with you this day, Svetlana." A vicious smile highlighted his face again, eyes still as clear and blue as arctic ice. Still smiling, he took in another one of his allies. Jan Koumei. You feel like a shinigami, for the most part. But this other feeling...I've felt it before... His eyes widened in shock. Hollow reiatsu?

Again, he extended his pleasantries to Jan, but no longer did he have a smile. It was just eyes that probed the many suspicious reasons he felt like a hollow. "It's an honor to meet you, Jan." Whatever the hell you are.

Junichiro quickly made his entrence through the gate and looked around to see many gathering shinigami, all of which naturally looked strong and eager to regain the lost homes of soul society. Junichiro made his way near several groupings, but not to hide, simply to keep groups together and yet remained visible so he would remain noticeable distinctly to any squad 3 members who were to arrive behind him.

Leiko followed Junichiro through the gate. he noticed several people he had never seen before but guessed he would be fighting with them. out of the corner of his eye he noticed a white haori, he turned and noticed the person he was standing in front of was holding a gun up too him. "Is that a vizard or maybe a quincy... With a gun, of course not then that must be... an... Arrancar" only the last word was said allowed. He wondered why no one had attacked or even seemed as if they where going to, but then just as he was going to say something another shinigami walked over and moved the captains hand from the barrel and Leiko's mouth just drooped as he thought about it he was sure that he was being a traitor moving a captains hand away from a gun.