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Angela licked a small drop of blood from her hand as she watched the Hollow scurry to the side of Reaver, "Ask you civilly? Though thought had accord, but your Hollow and from experience Hollow don't listen to civil requests." She would then calmly and collectedly walk back to her mistress's side, though as she passes by Athan she can't help be giggle lightly to herself as she thinks of how much like a pet he acts to the male Bounto. Well other male Bounto as a silver haired man walks up and speaks so rudely as well. She bides herself and decides it best to be silent in this situation, so her attention turns to Reaver. She notes the tattered shirt as he shows the remainder of what ever scar the last hollow had caused "Oooh, that looks like it should have ended rather nasty." Her first instinct was to go over and inspect Reaver for any major injuries that would have been unseen, but instead she again bides herself in trusting the man was fine since he was standing and talking to them, "An Espada did that? Why would one be in this cavern? This is very odd indeed." Angela seems to fade into her own mind as she thinks over the current situation leaving everything else to Victoria at this point. As a note, if one were thinking she would be an easy target even in thought would not be happily rewarded if they went for a cheap attack against her.

Victoria kept her attention on Reaver even as she gave Ridel a gently hug, "Oow, if was indeed an Espada then your lucky to be still standing." Her attention is rudely pulled from her conversation with Reaver and the light cuddles with Ridel as a loudmouth white-ish/silver haired Bounto in a red coat come up to them. He was so rough and rude as he spoke crudely to young looking Bounto and her, while completely ignoring Reaver all together. It was almost out of instinct when she reached up and slapped the man across the face for his rough manners, "I dear say you need to learn some manners, Sir! You do not speak to ladies in such a way, nor do you ignore your kinsmen!" Her cheeks became tinted a light pink as she realized what she had done and said, but it didn't make what was said any less true. She gives a small polite nod to Reaver, "I apologize for that outburst. I believe we were speaking before rudely interrupted."

Ridel twitched a little when Victoria slapped Dante, the corner of her mouth to be precise, then she let off a rather charming lighthearted giggle at Dante's expense. She smiled at Dante and then up at Victoria. "Guess that works too..." Ridel said sounding a bit more awake than she did a moment before. Ridel walked out from the hug she was getting and towards Reaver. She got up close, about two feet from him, and could instantly smell that he was actually not entirely Bount but she didn't let it show that she was aware of his new Hollow Powers "Hm..." She said looking him over as if he were a piece of art or a tapestry that required her keen eye to investigate. It was a bit of a bad habit of hers, she always seemed to appraise people quite literally as if they were items she were about to buy. She took a few steps to the left, Reaver's Right, and gave the same scrutiny to the hollow. "Hm..." She did that again her scrutinizing eyes seemingly taking in every mote of his rather emaciated humanoid form. She was only 4'5" and looked like a 12 year old child but now that the initial drowsiness of her morning was gone she seemed to have an air about her that exuded extreme intelligence. She walked back over to Victoria giving a cute little smile to Angela and her Master as she settled herself back in between her arms. "So..." She said in a rather serious tone. "I take it that's your inner hollow..." she said straight out her piercing stare meeting Reaver's eyes. Ridel knew exactly what he was, she drew that conclusion entirely on the scent of the other hollow that had been here. "And Ronan is the one to thank for you transformation I take it." She said with a slight smile. "I could recognize his taint anywhere... to think the tenth Espada was in this cave and didn't even pay me a visit..." she was pretty much running off at the mouth now, her confidence a pseudo-bluff. She knew who Ronan was and had met him once before. But she wasn't surprised that he didn't look for her though. She wasn't really caring to tell the truth what interested her was him. Ridel had considered becoming a Hueco Hybrid once, it was a more desperate thought for trying to get herself a more adult body but she cooled on the idea when she figured out it wouldn't change her person at all. And she only found out about the lack of change after years of exhaustive research into them. Since she already wasn't sleeping she had the time to do it too. She knew most facts about everything there was to know about by now... Well that wasn't true... but she knew a whole hell of a lot and her eidetic memory was a great help when it came to her reading. “I’m hungry…” She said suddenly and rather off topic.

Effloresca slowly stirred from her slumber with a grunt. Ifrit had resealed himself some time during the night, leaving her to sleep on the cold floor of the cave. No-one, to her knowledge, had been considerate enough to cover her. With a maladroit look of discontent plastered upon her face and her hair in a slightly less than lady-like mess, she slowly stumbled from her alcove of the cave. Alot of new people. A hollow. "Ha!" She would exclaim in her sleepy delirium.

Her brown eyes would move across the others present as she leaned on a nearby wall, propping herself with her elbow. Her normally beautiful features contorted into something reminiscent of a scowl. The scent of the hollow was nearly unbearable. Disgusting creatures. It permeated the entire cave, adulterating what she would consider a perfectly good home away from home. Slowly she would set her features as she regained her composure, returning to her normal facial contortion. "I need something to wake me up..." She would mumble walking past several of the others without paying them a second glance.

"My inner Hollow? Surely you don't mean him..." Reaver said, slightly confused by her statement and the way she had gone about saying it. She hadn't exactly bothered him as she inspected him as such, seeing as he really had nothing to hide. His hand would raise and gesture in the direction of the Hollow beside him, Athan's gaze raising from where he had been looking in order to look directly upon Reaver's extended hand himself, before rolling his shoulders slightly and returning to look at the other's without a word. Reaver's lips curved into a slight frown as he listened to the remains of what Ridel had to say things to which in the end he really did not have a concern with at all. "You're speaking of my 'Inner Hollow'. I'm not entirely sure what you're implying by that at the moment, I'm afraid." Reaver says simply, which was completely true. He hadn't exactly had the time to go through all these different circumstances and happenings seeing as he seemed to be constantly running into new groups of people, and speaking with him or even in some cases getting attacked by them. That's a lie, you know it is a lie.. Her words may be confusing in a sense, but you understand the truth.. Take my power onto yours, attack them all. Kill them all! Reaver's head shook slightly, his face contorting for a moment as he forcefully rid the taunting and commanding voice from his mind, the origin still unknown, but the intent quite clear. His soon gaze swept upon the new female that had walked in a still slumbering state into the odd bunch that had gathered here, she must be friends with at least one of those that he had just met, though he wasn't sure just yet who it may be. For now, he wouldn't pay too much heed to her, he hadn't the ability to manage himself focusing on all of these new people at once, for the sake of safety he was glad there was nothing more then a wall behind his back, and plenty of room to back up should things get a little too hasty one time or another. "I am perfectly fine, if not just a little shaken up.. I'm afraid I do not know what to credit this healing factor to.. Though I am quite positive it has nothing to do with my own abilities as they stand.." He says, though now pondering exactly what the female, Ridel, seemed to know as well. Though before he could accurately ask himself, Victoria was well ahead of him, with everyone else interacting, he leans against the cane in his hand and simply listens now, taking in the communication in order to quickly learn and better understand those that had come into greeting with him at this moment in time.
Athan's gaze cracked away from Reaver's outstretched hand as he listened to the Doll speak to him. She wasn't exactly the one he was speaking to, but getting an answer and being interacted to was something of an almost nice thing in itself. Apparently she wasn't exactly in full hatred with him anymore, at least? Though it was impossible for his mind to correctly correspond with the fact that he could make friends, or even what friends even were? Though he understood the concept of alliances and having allies in battle he wasn't quite able to accept more then this. For now Athan wouldn't worry about it too much, the sudden laugh behind the group before him brought his glowing green eyes upwards and a few spines of white bone to emerge around the sockets of his eyes in an almost defensive manner. Though upon seeing nothing more then another small female walking forwards towards the group, he shook his head as the small almost scale like spines receded back into his dark skin once again. There were too many people here, they made him nervous, even the one who he had basically created an alliance with could possibly be a threat under the correct circumstances. A dangerous place to be indeed, it was surprising enough that all these people were being so civil to him to begin with. After all, with the stereo typical Hollow being the bloodthirsty killers they were, who's to say Athan couldn't snap at any moments? Athan chuckles slightly, a sickening sound, his head shaking back and forth. The thought was nice, but he wasn't stupid. Sudden violence was not a correct tactical approach to battle unless you needed the edge, and with this many people, much more then a simple edge would be necessary.

[Reaver: 779+2192=2971
Interaction: 779+2192=2971
Athan: 779+3288=4067
Interaction: 779+3288=4067
Other Interaction: 1823+2435=4258 ]

Dante yawned a bit from still being a little sleepy as Victoria introduced herself as a friend of Ridel and told him to be 'sweet' to her. And then she asked Ridel if he was her boyfriend. He just sighed at that, hearing it quite well actually. The last thing he needed was more people trying to est him up with Ridel. First his own dolls and now this chick. Great. He sighed to himself, sounding a bit annoyed, and spoke up. "Yea I know her. I've been traveling with her tiny butt for the past millennium minus the last century." He states, still holding a casual, almost cocky tone as he teased Ridel. He really needed to work on that.

He looked over that hollow and other bount for a moment and deemed them as minor threats at best. He had fought tougher before and if things got that bad, he still had his dolls. Though that slacker was still off in town somewhere. Dante made a mental note to kick that kid's a** if he messed something up again, like when he blew that gas station up. Normally, Dante would have excused it if the kid didn't blow up his vintage bike. Pain in the a**.

It was then that Ridel answered Victoria's question with the single answer he would hate the most. His eyes narrowed the moment she used the term 'lover', though he did feel that pang of guilt for the fact that he had left her. But that still didn't excuse her choice of description for their relationship. Then, to add to his list of annoyances with her, she basically ordered him to go back and fetch the others again. His response was just an annoyed sigh again. "Oh, and just to clarify Ridel's mistake...we are NOT lovers. Period." He was usually pretty laid back most of the time but that was one of the few matters he was ever serious about. And he didn't need Ridel confusing these people or making stupid assumptions.

He then turned about on the heel of his boots, flaring out his blood red overcoat in the process, and dropped his hands into his pockets. He simply started off then to go back to the inner parts of the cave that still held Effloresca's twin brothers and his little sister Sapphire. He didn't feel like arguing any further on the matter anyways and he already knew that he'd hear an earful from at least half of the sleeping people for him waking them up like this. Seems that ever since he came back to Karakura, his annoyances have been steadily getting larger. Good thing he had a longer patience than he used to, or the place would be up in flames by now.

Reaver's gazed upon the female who was apparently possessing some sort of knowledge towards his supposed 'situation' that he seemed to lack. An eyebrow slowly raising as he ponders over her exact words for a moment. He was in a way, curious over what she was talking about. Though at the same time Reaver was rather hungry, he hadn't eaten in quite a while and the thought of having a decent breakfast was certainly enticing. Though this chance for information was almost too much to be passed up. Reaver slowly nods his head as he speaks in reply to Ridel. "Sure.. We can have a quick chat, and then meet back up with the other's for Breakfast. That way you can tell me what you have to tell me, and we will still make it in time for breakfast?" Reaver says simply, though he felt the peculiar looks he was receiving from those that could sense his emotional states and other such effects, he himself had no real way to pinpoint the exact reasoning for their reactions, and as such slowly pushed them out of his mind, what reason would there be to dwell on such obviously unimportant things when he had other more sinister things to worry about. Such things as the constant nagging of this nameless voice that was pushing in the back of his mind. Reaver casually awaits her reply to his proposition, since she was the one that offered conversation in the first place he figured she wouldn't decline such a thing. His gaze falling upon the angelic doll as they appeared to be whispering something into Ridel's ear, though he was unable to make out the exact words that were used, he could tell by even the minor facial expressions that it was something he should look into to a slight degree, though he made full sure to keep himself from giving away too much of looking into such a thing. These reactions he was getting from those around him, led him further down the line of almost agreeing with the voice that was sounding off in the back of his mind. With their almost paranoid and rather aggressive looks in his direction, Reaver couldn't help but find some of the voice's words to be rather logical. Whispers.. They're hiding things.. Look at them, eying you the way they are. They're ignoring that Hollow besides you of all things! A Hollow is getting less attention than you are! A malicious laugh ensues within Reaver's mind, Reaver's gaze slowly turning to look upon the Hollow beside him, before turning his eyes upon the others once again as the voice continues. They're planning to attack you. They're going to kill you. They want you gone. Look at that girl.. Ridel, or whatever her name is. She says she knows something. She only wants to pull you aside in order to kill you, why would you agree to such things? Kill her now.. Kill her all now! I'm sure it's nothing, Reaver. Don't listen to.. It. I'm sure they're just talking about that- Silence! Seishou's voice was instantly drowned out in Reaver's mind by the voice of the evil being which was trying to force control. Reaver's eyes closing for a moment, opening again with the edges of his whites slowly turning black. A second blink of his eyes, just as slow as the first, would show the whites fully white once again as he shakes his head, Seishou and the malicious voice going back and forth almost inaudibly to him now, the voices being nothing more then drowning each other out and constantly fighting for control of the ability to speak to Reaver's mind. Reaver's free hand slowly rose and grasped the side of his head slightly, before he stumbled backwards and keeled over for a moment. The cane in his hand flaring with a slight spark of purple energy as he then straightened himself out and then found himself keeling over once again, backing himself to lean against the wall as he put his full weight against the cane in his hand, his eyes closed shut tightly as he restrains the mixture of a groan and a growl. Let me in! The calm is too much, just let me in, lets kill them together. The three of us, we can place our powers together and kill them all, they're conspiring against you anyway. So let them conspire, and we shall kill them.. Look at them! How suspicious they are of you, the way you're acting frightens them!! The Hollow version of himself seemed to be making itself more prominent, it had lost the first fight, but by appearances it was not going to make itself so easy from now on. It would continue to fight until it was fully subdued or it was able to take over Reaver's body completely and reign whatever kind of evil it planned onto the world. Reaver's eyes snapped open at the commanding words of the Hollow to peer upon those that were around him, his eyes having taken a pure black form, with a glowing purple hue to his iris and seemingly no pupil at all. The glow accenting off and around his eyes as his skin took a slightly darker appearance, and yet he was still fighting off the full affects of the mind stealing portions of his inner hollow. With his Reiatsu flaring outwards and then instantly closing in on itself, hardening in a way around him and seeming to be one more thing that's being used to hold his Hollow self in check, Reaver's gaze watched the entire group that was before him, though his face was taking on a strained appearance, with stress lines creasing across every fold of his skin.
Athan frowned slightly, it would seem that the doll that had been taken by his over all appearance here, was growing bored of him. Which in one way was good since that meant less scrutiny and a better way to push himself into the shadows. When she had taken her current thoughts off of him and onto whatever they were planning for breakfast, Athan's own thoughts came to food as well. It had been a while since he had taken a nice soul.. Being a little more docile meant that he wasn't off and killing every damned second of every damned day. And of course, being a Hollow as he was, the days were surely damned. He chuckles slightly, at his own joke in the form of a thought. Soon contributing to the conversation about breakfast and food in general. "As much as you wouldn't be able to tell.. I was human once. I'm sure I can muster a little food for the case of politeness. Though if it's not decently cooked, I'm afraid one of your souls will have to suffice instead~" He says with a slightly twisted grin forming across his lips, awaiting for the reaction of however they may take this joke like statement he had added in. Of course in a way he was completely serious, but that didn't matter when it came down to things, seeing as even if he was joking they would probably take it seriously anyway. Before he could really get a good reply out of things, his glowing green eyed gaze snapped to look upon Reaver, who appeared to be going through some problems of his own. With Reaver backing up and placing himself against the wall, Athan couldn't help but smile a little. It would seem that something sinister was trying to awaken itself within Reaver's mind. With Athan's eyes locking on Reaver's frame, small portions of his true Hollow self began to reveal themselves. Not on purpose, but more as a subconscious self defense against the sheer malice that he could feel emanating off of Reaver's very form, though on and off as if the form itself was struggling for control. Perhaps he should do something? Then again it would be better for him to simply slink away and into the shadows, and let whatever was happening happen. Maybe sweep a few souls up in the process for the sake of not letting them go to waste? Shrugging slightly, he moved off and to the side, just in time for him to view the full effect of Reaver's change in hue and over all appearance of his eyes in general. This new.. Ally.. of his, was getting a lot more interesting as time goes on. It was a good thing he had shown up here at random, after all.

[Reaver: 1435+2971=4406
Interaction: 1435+2971=4406
Athan: 1435+4067=5502
Interaction: 1435+4067=5502
Other interaction: 1306+4258=5564]

Dante had already made it back relatively quickly somehow. He had a small girl slung over his shoulder, out cold, with a small serpentine little dragon slung over her. He had a rather bored expression on his face as his boots clicked lightly on the floor as he walked. He was getting hungry and he could use the chance to sit down and relax, something he hadn't had since coming here. Not to mention that damn kid was still running around doing whatever. He could be such a hassle, a lot like Ridel could. Dante just came back to the small group and set down the other small girl against the wall as a red mark could be seen on his face, on both sides, though he showed no sign of pain or discomfort.

What stuck out as much more painfully obvious than Dante's red face though, was the near ten foot tall dragon that was walking behind him. It held a small pair of boys in it's arms as it walked along the floor, the boys being identical twins with light pink hair. They too were still out like lights it seemed though as the thing followed behind dutifully. Somehow, it held an air of refinement about it that bellied it's appearance. Though that would shatter in an instant should anything serious happen. It stopped just after Dante and set the two boys down against the wall on either side of that small girl he had dropped off. It then straightened up and stretched out as best it could given the space available. The first thing it had noticed was that Ridel was awake and that there was a hollow in the room for some reason and it had not been engaged in battle yet. Dante had neglected to mention that little bit, then again he always leaves out a lot of things when he explains something. It had figured there was a good enough reason for now and left it at that, though it could already feel the growing tension between Ridel and that Fellow with the cane. Something about his spiritual pressure seemed off for a bount too. It felt closer to that of the hollow standing near him. The dragon narrowed its glowing eyes a bit at both of them, weary of any possible violent action either may take.

After the dragon had entered the area that the others had come in, a woman in a black leather top and skinny jeans came in, her long blonde hair flowing behind her. She yawned a bit and stretched out her arms, showing that she was still tired. Much like the female beside her was. This one was wearing high heels that clicked on the floor as she came near everyone and she stopped in the near middle of where they all were. She saw Ridel and smiled at first to wave until she noticed that tension and the feeling of her spiritual pressure and the young man next to her. She looked at her a little worried and hoped nothing went wrong because Dante would likely not be happy. Sure, he wasn't exactly the perfect man and he was always too laid back at times, but getting him actually pissed was never a good idea. Hurting Ridel was one of those few things that would set him off though. Hopefully this man wouldn't be so stupid as to attempt such a thing. She wanted out of the tension though and saw the other two females as a life saver. Seemed Dante was right about Breakfast at least. So she made her way closer to them and introduced herself with an offer to help. "Hey there. The name's Trish, mind if I help?"

The last one to make her entrance was a woman with short black hair and a small horizontal scar over her nose. She wore boots and a white buttoned shirt with a skirt. Her most noticeable trait however would be the bazooka hanging off of her shoulders in a similar manner to Dante's guitar case. Along with the arsenal of other miscellaneous hand held weaponry she had on her person. Her steps sounded the heaviest out of the three humans, or at least the three that looked human, if you exclude the dragon. She was also yawning but she looked over to Dante with a grin at the fact that when he had tried to wake her and Trish, they both somehow ended up slapping at the same time. It was a rather amusing sight really, even if he did ruin some of the fun by not seeming to be in any pain from it. Then again, he did survive her shooting him point blank in the head so it's to be expected really. She walked in much the way Trish had and looked cautiously at that hollow. She hated them with a passion really and the fact that one was here was making her get a little trigger anxious. She was openly glaring at it on habit really and barely even noticed Ridel or the other bount near her. "Why the hell is there a hollow here and why shouldn't I shoot it in the head?" She asked out loud in an irritated voice, clearly upset by it's presence.

Dante however was in his usual calm and relaxed demeanor. He looked about the room rather casually, Trish making new friends already and Bahamut and Lady already set off red flags. He sighs a bit as this would only be worse if the kid was here too. Then again, he'd probably show up soon enough to do just that considering Dante's luck. He paid close attention, even if it didn't look like it, to Ridel and the guy she was talking to. He could already feel that familiar power lurking inside of him. He already was very familiar with the battle that was raging inside of his mind now. Hopefully, he would win the battle. Otherwise, based on Ridel's behavior, he'd have her fists to deal with soon enough. He had plenty of confidence in her abilities, though if things got bad, he wouldn't hesitate to put some lead into the other man's head. He looked over to Ridel, who hopefully hasn't been spreading rumors again, and called over. "Oi, I brought them all over like you asked. Anything else you would like help with?" He asked sarcastically with his arms folded over his chest.