Bleach: The Lament of Power IC

[Ganryu]

Nobushige Toyotomi

Nobushige smiled as he saw the lance coming.

So she's wicked enough to kill me? Interesting.

Then pain shot through his body as he was impaled through the intestines.

A cough of blood erupted from his mouth, and shock.

She missed? Tch, making this more painful than it has to be.

"You need to suffer... You evil, nasty, sick man..."

It was intentional!?

The pain was more than Nobushige had reckoned on. He almost instinctively made a movement of decapitation with his sword.....before realizing he wasn't holding it.

The pain throbbed through him. He had a high pain tolerance, but he was hardly ever made to suffer, and if ever he was, death was but a quick movement of the sword away.

"You bitch!"

As he gripped his injuries, a smile came from the pain, if only for a moment.

"I see.... your even more wicked than me. You'll be here soon. Remember, for an 'evil, nasty, sick man' I was very kind, loyal, and hopeful at one hope. Hehe- gah!"

The pain shot through him again.

"I'll see...you soon...."

It was then pain > talking for Nobushige.

Tenebrae Metus

Tenebrae laughed as the serpent fed on the black Reitsu around.

"Hehehe. Feeble. You could eat upon my Bankai, what you assume is reitsu free to eat, until you ballooned to the size of a blimp, and still your power could not compare to the miles of power I command."

Tenebrae chucked his sword at Naratsu, as if it mattered little whether or not he held it.
In this, Tenebrae had made somewhat of a first move of their powering up session. It was an attack, it was lethal, but it was hardly any energy expended. More or less and invitation for Naratsu to attack.

"Hahahaha. That is not a Bankai."

His laugh increased as he held his hands out into the mist.

"MUAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS A BANKAI!"

The area shook cataclysmally. The ground cracked and trembled, the air crackled, the flames quieted bursting around them. That power Tenebrae held was befitting of one who called himself a god. It was a scene of pandemic to anyone without the bravery to face it head-on. Even a being stronger than Tenebrae, if that was possible, would tremble to see it's grandeur. But there was something.... almost sad about the power itself.


"You don't even understand the vast power that extends before you. My bankai isn't some dinky little sword, nor a burning flame, nor a mammoth weapon of steel. Nor is it calling on a sentient being. No.... the manifestation of my sword spirit simply is power. The power of the air. The power of the ground. The power radiating off every being. Any spiritual power not contained by a sentience in a 10 mile radius IS my bankai."

[Glitchybugger]

Kagura continued to smile as Eris grew angry over what she had just revealed, even as the little Vizard lashed out in retaliation to Kagura's initial strike. Unfortunately for her, Kagura did have two hands, so as Eris attempted to headbutt Kagura, there was already a fist plummeting down to counter-act the attack, laughing slightly the whole time.

The question of if Kagura's fist was harder than Eris' head was irrelevant for now, as both of them would feel it anyway, mainly because it was two strikes clashing together. Pain did shoot up Kagura's arm though as she intercepted the headbutt with her fist, but she'd dealt with worse pains. "I will need to take some measurements if you want me to make this Gigai for you~" Kagura said as she went to grab Eris by her hair, intending to pin the girl for a moment by sitting on her as she withdrew a tape measure. "You will need to stay still if you want a comfy Gigai, let alone one that does not look broken." Teasing her vice captain vocally as Kagura got ready to get all the measurements so she could make a gigai that was similar, but more mature, though Eris might've wanted a gigai that looked different now... Though, she might decide to play a small trick on her subordinate if she was in the mood for it later, it would be funny to see Eris getting worked up.

[yoshua171]

Seionyou, Naratsu-Rage

"Your sssight betrays you fool" the serpents taunting hiss would reach Tenebrae's ears, but not before the serpent had shot forwards at the man and its vessel obscured from sight as the serpent grew and grew and grew yet lost no speed or maneuverability. It was a sword spirit made incarnate. Yet, as the serpent moved slightly it could be seen that its vessel was gone, on the serpents head suddenly was a disturbance and then nothing.

FROM ABOVE.

Naratsu's slash appeared almost before the figure did himself. He was swiftly followed by his kindred spirit, Ikusen zaiaku kin'iro no hebi, the sword spirit. Who's body continued to grow as Tenebrae's grasp over hell's energies did. It was bizarre for the connection between the serpent devouring the energies and growing in size was not consistent at all, what was going on?

(Shin'ya)Nox and The Lords of Night

As the grenade was fired off and as it hit the ground a reaction certainly occurred. Like the shattering of glass the grenade hit each of the arrows and reduced them to many many sharp shards. Then, before the shards could touch earth, they began to change a midnight blue and rush upwards at the girl. She would likely try to run or shoot them down, neither would work. Rather, the shards would get within 3 yards and all explode in a blast of condensed reishi. The force would surely stun the girl...but that was not what she would feel, instead a piercing, tearing, agonizing and utterly sudden pain would engulf her abdomen.

Shin'ya, a smile ladden upon his face, had driven his hand straight through the woman's flesh and all the way through her effectively impaling Tamara on his arm. No matter her condition he knew she would be just cognant enough to recognize his voice and his words. So, he leaned in and quietly whispered in her ear "it is the Quincy you seek...not I." His message was simple but wreathed in mystery, but even before death he would never explain it to the girl.

Then suddenly it would become worse and a horrible wrenching would begin as if something within the depths of the girls soul was being torn away. Shin'ya's smile widened and he seemed to revel for a moment before he noticed Ran's foolishness and smiled a smug smile. He withdrew his hand, the process only half finished, and allowed Tamara to fall towards he ground, a sad corpse of a being. As she hit the ground it would appear as if she began to scatter into spirit particles, but was it truly so? Was the woman dead? Or was Nox, and his Lords of Night, playing a trick on his guests?

For Kiyomura, Ran it would not be an easy task finding out for Nox had no intention whatsoever of letting her near the quincy. If the captain thought otherwise, she'd have to earn the right...and with Shin'ya nothing was ever easy.

[Gothpuppy95]

Damein The Bound Demon

As Tamara began to collapse onto the ground a sound became audible to everyone.

BUMP...BUMP

Damein watched this in slow motion and heard the whispers of history as they became audible only too him. "The heart, the soul they have darkened, your spirit is bound only by your own power, Free yourself to save the rest your sanity is flawed." Damein shut his eyes he didn't want to see her hit the ground. "Eyes Open" He opened his eyes just in time to see Tamara's body smack the ground.

Damein's body was lit ablaze by a very dark energy his remaining clothes on his upper body were gone in an instant. Black chains bound his wrists then two wrapped around his chest as if they were binding angels wings to his back. He leapt straight up in the air the wolf had grown and was standing right next to him when he landed on his feet. he was now barefoot two chains were shackled to his ankles. As Tamara body began to dissolve his eyes were peirced by his dark energy and he saw right through the trick. "She isn't dead yet. You can't over come my power with such simple tricks."

Damien looked straight through Shin'ya in a very deep and dangerous voice like shattered glass. "Your Soul is forfeit." With this his dark aura moved to his hands. His right one pulled a scythe out of mid-air. his left formed something like a ball of the darkest energy one can feel. Rage...Sadness?...No This is unbound hatred!

Damien looked at the weapon "Long time no see. Thor." As he drew the scythe through the air you could hear a crackling. "Want to know something interesting. This is my father. The only previous previous demon to walk in the seireitei." He took one step and the ground shifted now the ground looked like water surrounding him it was just he dark aura seeping and mixing with the misery in the air and on the ground. He vanished into the air probably more perfectly than shin'ya herself.

[Glitchybugger]

Ali, having been clinging to that lance for dead life as she stayed on her knees and not moving an inch as if doing so would cause for this man to be able to get back up, raised her head slightly and looked at the sinner as he spoke, eye's widening with horror.

"W-What? No!" Ali was quick to push herself to her feet and all but tear the lance out of Nobushige's wounds. "I-I gave what you deserved to get! That's not wicked! Don't say things like that!" The girl shouted at him. "I'm not like you! You're just mean and nasty!" Backing away from Nobushige's body as he was laid there, Ali both panicked and tried hard to think about what he'd said before.

"No one can break their own chains. But a greater power could always do so, I got the Hell's will do it for me."

That was it! She could just try and break Captain Kiyomura's chain, she had to go find her right away. She must've still been up top, where the others had been. At this time though, Ali felt the tremble of power created by Tenebrae's Bankai, it was terribly powerful, enough so that Ali shook in fear and couldn't move for a moment or two before she got herself together again.

Finally gathering herself together again, Ali put on a determined face and used shunpo to move, charging in the direction of where she last remembered Captain Kiyomura to be, right where she ran off, to be precise. Relief filled the blood-stained girl as she felt her captain's reiatsu, but she could feel another one, it wasn't Aria or any of the others she'd met before, this was someone she didn't recognise. And this man was powerful. Nevertheless, Ali steeled herself once more and started running again, heading straight for her captain so long as this bad man didn't get in the way, he was too strong for her, she knew it without even thinking about it.

"Captain Kiyomura!" Ali couldn't help but call out to her captain as she got closer, whether Ran was in earshot or not didn't matter. "I found out how to get you out of here, captain!" She would call loudly before she noticed this bad guy, whoever he was, drop someone to the floor, it was that quincy girl from before. Ali came to a stop and looked in shock, wondering just what had happened since she ran off.

I shouldn't have run after him... I could've been here to help stop this before it got this bad.. Ali started thinking to herself, having an almost dead-man grip on her zanpakuto. She hadn't even used it much either, so she had plenty of her reiatsu left to fight with, if she had to fight, that is.

[Ganryu]

Tamara Draco, Ashes


From Tamara's last strike, to being impaled, everything seemed to be a blur.

Was she really this weak that she could do nothing? Her position hurt, but the pain wasn't as much as from her mortal injuries as from her inability to do anything.

To think, she'd asked Captain Ran for permission to fight.... when she'd been so useless. Why? She'd seen what he'd done to Aria and Artori in a matter of minute.... why did she think herself any better? Because she had to?

"it is the Quincy you seek...not I."

The words rang in her. Quincy?....

Her eyes glanced dully up to her Captain on the ground, starting to rise and move. In the blackness quickly devouring her vision, she still saw him.

Three words escaped her lip, the people important to her.... what she had fought and lived for. The wings of the dragon, not her own power, but hope in those around her.

"Father.... Captain Va...."

She hadn't the strength to finish as her body hit the floor, and started to seemingly dissolve by Shin'ya's abilities. A single tear flew into the air as she fell, seemingly lost there as a grip onto this world, before it to fell downwards, landing by where Tamara had landed, and splashing apart against the warm ground, seemingly like a last will.

Blackness.

[Ghost 97]

Equilla Jeranta - Cuatra Espada, Hueco Mundo

"Infierno!" Equilla cursed, smashing her fist into a wall. Wide cracks ran out from the spot she had struck, reaching all the way to the roof and the floor. The small Espada was frustrated, and it definetly showed. Her eyes were almost glowing with white rage, her muscles were tense, she even had a few throbbing veins running over her forehead. "I worked so hard to prepare Thirteen's defeat, and now she gets replaced by some sort of naive moron. What in the world does he plan to accomplish?! It's all so... GAH!" Equilla, finding herself unable to find words to express her frustration, struck the wall again, causing additional cracks to appear. The cracks broke away a few pieces of the wall, the small pieces of stone falling to the floor.

"Enough!" Meredro took hold of Equilla by the shoulder and spun her around to face him. He gave Equilla a stern look. "You're stressing to much, you need to collect yourself. The Cuatra Espada always keep the puppets dancing, not the other way around. So, there have been some complications? You can get past it, and take control of the situation." Meredro released his hold of Equilla, who stumbled a step back. She appeared completely mindless for a second. Then, her mouth curved upwards into a small smile.

"...Thank you, Meredro. It's about damn time I get out of this moronic stuppor." Equilla's msile grew into a wicked grin. "It's about time I started steering the puppets again... That whelp will suffer. He will die, and so will everyone who aids him. " Equilla laughed. "Todos ellos morirán (they will all die)!" The Espada kept on laughing out into the empty halls, the sound echoing throughout the many, many corridors. Meredro stood in the background, leaning against the wall with a smile. A few moments later, Equilla's laughing went over into small chuckling, which, eventually, died down to, which turned out to be just in time.

"Excuse me? Equilla Jeranta?"

Equilla turned towards the new arrival: a weak-looking Arrancar, with short, gray hair. What was left of his bone mask was a three rings piercing his left eyebrow. While Equilla didn't remember the name of all the Fraccion, she always made sure to remember the appearence of those in her service. It wasn't always easy, but it made it easier for her to make sure she was only surrounded by loyal followers. And this Arrancar was not her Fraccion. "That's Cuatra Espada to you. What do you want?" Despite being severely outmatched in height, Equilla was still, somehow, able to look down upon her non-Fraccion.

"I come with a messeage from Ambrogio. He wishes all Espada to gather outside Las Noches." The Arrancar spoke in a very official tone. However, beneath it, Equilla noticed that he was a bit nervous when he spoke, as if he was afraid something bad would happen any moment.

Understandable. He probably witnessed my slip out in the Hueco Mundo Desert... Speaking of which, I'm surprised to see the Arrancar - Ambrogio, was it? - taking such swift action. Somewhat admirable. Now that he has summoning us Espada, we ten Blades, I suppose that makes his goals obvious. He wishes to unite, and take control over, the Espada... But to what end?

"The Cuatra Espada will attend. Now, go. Go tell your master." Meredro dismissed the Arrancar with the wave of a hand. The Arrancar bowed, then removed himself from the Espada and her other half's presence. "Are you ready to go, milady?" Meredro asked his other half.

The Espada was just about to confirm, when she remembered that she knew nothing of the man that had summoned her. His methods of taking control might be much more similar to Equilla's own than she first though."Soon. First, I want you to bring three of my Fraccion. The first ones you find will be enough." Meredro nodded, and one booming sound later, he was gone. Once she was all alone, Equilla eyed the large mark she had left in the wall. "How ridicilously weak-minded." she sighed.

Harmony Acro - 4th General of Heaven, Tenebrae's base

"Am I human? Well, that's not an easy question." Harmony shrugged. "My abilities are certaintly not human, they're much more powerful. On the other hand, I still breathe, eat and sleep. My heart still beats, and my body is of flesh, not just spiritual, like yours. I guess you could say I'm somewhere in between." Harmony walked up to the pink-haired Arrancar. She slowly circled the girl, regarding all her features. It was certainly a rare occurence to see an Arrancar walking around in Rukongai, escpecially one unaware of why she was there. Harmony stopped when she was in front of Melissa, only an arms-length away. The Fullbringer narrowed her eyes at the Arrancar, then nodded to herself. Harmony focused on the violin on her back, then starting changing it's shape. Glowing energy started seeping out of the case, the enrgy flowing into Harmony's hands. The violin and the bow took form in her hand. "Would you mind if I play a little, you know, while we talk?" Harmony didn't wait for an answer. The Fullbring moved the instrument up to her chin, then placed the bow on the strings. She started playing her favourite item, bringing forth gentle notes. It was one of her own creations, one she usually played for just these occasions.

"You mentioned being a Fraccion. Since you spoke in the past tense, that would mean you're no longer in that position, no? What position do you hold now? Also, are those clothes what you Arrancar wear these days? Last time I checked, the theme was white and small lines of black." Despite playing flawlesly, Harmony didn't even seem to notice she was playing on the violin. Her eyes weren't closed in concentration, her body wasn't tense, she didn't even have to think about the notes, she knew them all by heart.

[Fieryfly]

Sakei Eris

Kagura didn't dodge the headbutt as Eris had possibly expected, but countered it with her other hand which Eris had in her anger completely forgotten. The fist connected with a painful blow with her head and Eris was thrown to the side, crashing upside down into the couch. Black dots flashed before her eyes. Her head thumped. She tried clear her thoughts and get up again but before she could do so she felt a pull on her hair and was lifted up again. Kagrua pinned her down and started to take her measurements when Eris regained her senses.

Now she was faced with a difficult choice. On the one hand she wanted a new Gigai so measurements were needed. On the other hand she didn't want Kagura to rule over her and get the feeling that she had won (which she had, but Eris was not about to admit that). Things were just so fucked up right now.

In the end Eris decided a middleway. She stopped struggling and placed her arms quietly next down to her body. At the same time she lifted her head and spit Kagura in her face. Just revenge, purely revenge for the two blows on her head.

Kiyomura Ran

Shit.

Ran watched in horror as Shin'ya disappeared before her eyes and appeared before Tamara. He hit the girl full. She could see how his hand pieced flesh and excited on the other side of Tamara's body. Blood was everywhere. And she had allowed the girl to fight with her. Could she have prevented this by saying no?

Shit.

With Tamara falling down to the ground her thoughts shot to Aria and Atori who were also both out of commision. They had not been very high ranked officiers, but still to take them out so easily... who was this man exactly? How did he know here? Could she have prevented this from happening?

Shit!

Ali's reiatsu crept closer until it arrived at the scene. This could mean two things: either the sinner was dead or Naratsu was fighting him and had send Ali back. With neither option Ran was satisfied. On top of that another booming reiatsu was soaring though Hell and deep inside Ran knew that Naratsu was facing the person to whom this enourmous power belonged. Ali wasn't save there, but neither was she here. Could she have prevented Ali from entering Hell if she had just not allowed her to come to Karakura Town?

Could she have prevented any of this?

Then finally something positive happened as Captain Vale woke up. She still had no idea what exactly this man had become, but it was obvious that he was on her side. So she had an ally now. Ali too seemed fine and in a fighting spirit. Not that she was going to allow the girl to confront Shin'ya up front. Or rather she wasn't going to allow Shin'ya to come near her in any way. There was another possitive thing out of all this. When Shin'ya pierced Tamara he had unintentionally walked closer to her trap. When Ran had sprinted past Tamara she had left many strings behind some of them had lashed themselves on Tamara and had now effectively but quite unnoticed had wrapped themselves around Shin'ya's bloody arm. On top of that there were many strings wrapped around Ran now, channeling strings.

Captain Vale vanished. Ran couldn't follow. It seemed he had all the intention of attacking Shin'ya so Ran decided not to attack irrationally. Where ever Captain Vale would appear she would appear on Shin'ya's other side. "Shunko." She called. Her haori was ripped to bits as the white energy began swirling around her body. However because of the channeling strings she could direct the energy better to any point of contact made increasing the power of every blow. Ran would attack Shin'ya at the same time as Vale, but would, as soon as Shin'ya was distracted by Vale, leave for Tamara.

Iala Sorino - Primero Espada Fraccion

It seemed so long ago that she had been in Karakura Town even though that was not even quite true. However everything was back at it was. Iala was in her room. Melissa was gone, somewhere, some place. Iala didn't care. If Melissa needed her then she would call. She probably would not though. She was pretty used on being alone. They both were it seemed. Maybe that was why Melissa had chosen her to be her Fraccion. It had puzzle Iala slightly, but not so much that it was bothersome. She was not that strong and she had no real intentions to become very much stronger. She was not a trainer. She was not an active fighter. She didn't like to work out.

Her thoughts were stopped by a knock on her door. Iala opened her eyes and glanced weary to the door. The Primero is not here." She said.

The door opened and revealed a strange looking Arrancar with grey hair. Three rings pierced his left eyebrow. Iala didn't recognize him, but then again she didn't know that much. She stared to him. She was not going to repeat her words.

"Do you know the current location of the Primero? She is summoned by Ambrogio, soon to be lord of Hueco Mundo. She needs to attend a meeting."

"I don't." There was a silence.

"Then I ask you to attend in place of your master. You can convert any messages we have for her to her when you see her again."

"Fine."

And with that the Arrancar disappeared out of the room and Iala was left alone with the idea that she was going to face all the other Espada's.

[Ganryu]

Tomas Wyvern, Missing an Important Meeting

Tomas watched arms folded, actually interested in what these Thirteen and Ambrigio would do.

He wasn't going to show it in the least, but a naive fool as a leader would be at least more interesting than a god who no one knew anything about despite being their leader for decades. Infact, he already felt he knew this Ambrigio better than thirteen.

Not that he had any great love for the newcomer. Hopefully, he would get killed by something, but he definitely thought it was an improvement.

As he stood watching the last of the new Espada arrive, he unfolded his arms and smirked. Today would be interesting.

It was then a soul splitting pain enveloped Tomas.... He had no clue what it was, it just felt like every part of him was being ripped in half.

To those around him, his reitsu seemed to pulse.... and with strangely shinigami properties, not simply that of an arrancar.

Tomas managed to take it with a stoic face, gritting his teeth, and that was all.

"Newcomer.... I've just remembered urgent business. A faction will, tch, stand in for me."

Tomas got up, his hand shaking as he was trying to hide his pain. He had a feeling he knew what to blame the pain on.

Damn that spirit!!!! What the hell is he doing!? It feels like I'm getting ripped in half!? GAH!

As he walked away, trying very hard to look like he was not in excruciating pain, his reitsu once again pulsed to that of a shinigami's in likeness. The cross he wore on his chest glowed, before Tomas grabbed it, covering it.

He shunpo'd away from the meeting, that he'd just sent messangers to assemble the Espada for.

He didn't know why he was in pain, but he knew it was that spirits fault in the cross, and he had to get as far away from the others as possible.

Aaron Flamberge, Purge of the Old Flame

Aaron Flamberge soul was beginning to be unable to be contained in the Cross of Adros. He'd stretched the limits of the artifact, and now he was paying for it.

The only thing keeping in this rare artifact that enabled one to possess others was his sheer willpower, but that was no longer enough. His soul was starting to seperate from it, and from Tomas Wyvern's.

The pain Tomas felt was every bit intense for Aaron. Two souls were being ripped apart, and the pain for it was excruciating for both members.

Many worries started to pop into Aaron's thoughts.

[COLOR="rgb(255, 140, 0)"]Why did I wait til now? This is dangerous, beyond a game of Russian roulette. I shouldn't be some green ass shinigami at my age taking careless strides.....[/COLOR]

He knew exactly what a group of frantic Espada would do if a shinigami emerged in their presence. And considering his soul was being ripped out, he wouldn't be in fighting position.

He wasn't even in-sync enough with Tomas to know what the Espada was doing.
Thirteen, Farewell

Thirteen merely turned her head at the strange Espada leaving in pain. They hadn't even done anything yet. It was a mystery to her why he would do that. Who was he again? She couldn't recall his name, but she could remember his constant whining about his 5th tattoo, and for an increase in rank.

Why he cared was beyond her, but he was weaker than the top 4, so why should he recieve that?

It almost caught her attention, but she had something, for once, that held her interest more, a higher priority than thinking quietly to herself.

The Espada had gathered.... most of them anyways. It was likely time.

"My fellow Espada, I would like to say my time with you was a good one, but I would be lying to all of you. It seems wandering in these sands is one more powerful than I. Seeing as you follow power blindly, he will be a better replacement than I. I have no desire to be involved in these conflicts of Hueco Mundo."

She drew her sword.... how long had it been since the last time? A myriad of rust broke off as she drew it.

"And I intend to prove to you why it's better for you to follow him than me. This is my full reitsu."

A shockwave rocked the air, with a pillar of reitsu shooting high above the dome of Las Noches to their East. Around the pillar a vicious sandstorm shot up, whipping the area like a tempest sea.

"Ambrigio, if you would please, prove to whom is the strongest."

[Glitchybugger]

Melissa looked over at Wolfe in curiosity as he arrived, she was keeping an ear out to hear Harmony as she spoke, but her main focus was Wolfe for a moment. Why was he here of all people? He was indeed a mysterious soul. "Wolfe, how interesting to see you so soon. Though, this does bring me to question how such diverse people are in Soul Society, a human, a quincy, even an odd-feeling soul such as yourself. It is a wonder you have not been found by the shinigami yet. But, I assume you know this woman here? And just who is Lariel? You are causing many curiosities to come to mind."

Briefly taking her concentration off of Wolfe, she focused on Harmony. "I would not mind that at all, play all you like whilst we converse so long as you do not take a hostile action, I prefer to talk things over." She said warmly as she smiled at Harmony. "I hate to be a kill-joy, but I will only indulge you in answers once you inform me of just who and what you are. I understand that you are a bizarre human, but that is all I can tell."
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Kagura hadn't expected Eris to give up just when she did, so instead of continuing taking measurements, Kagura looked at the smaller woman with slight confusion, just after she had spat at her face. "Not going to fight back? But it is far more entertaining when you struggle. Oh well, I guess I will just have to deal with it~" Chuckling a little to herself, Kagura didn't even seem to care that the smaller of the pair had spat in her face as she kept making measurements.

Once done, Kagura rolled the tape measure up and looked at her partner in crime. "Now then, Eris, just how much older do you want your gigai to be? I could make you look exactly the same, yet more mature.. Or I could make you look like one of those older women that men seem to lust after so much, what do they call them? Cougars, I think... Or is it MILFs? Do you know? You do hang around with a lot of youths, they know about this sort of thing, right? No doubt they talk about it all the time, or is that not what they talk about with women around? I must be so out of the times, if that is the case...." It seemed that Kagura had gone off on a small mumbled rambling session wherein she would all but ignore Eris for a short while, the occasional word being heard as she pondered to herself and basically considered the semantics of just about everything that could possibly be thought about in this situation.

There was a repeated mention of breasts as Kagura debated with herself something about the size of them, openly making a cupping motion that varied a few times in size as she did this, swapping between bigger and smaller sizes as there was the mumbling of different cup sizes, ranging from extremely large sizes to almost flat-chested sizes. Eris would know just about anything would be deflected from Kagura's attention as she went into any form of rambling, but thing that broke her out of these was her instruments, if someone so much as dared to even touch them whilst she was around, Kagura would snap out of her weird, body-based ramblings. There was plenty of space for Eris to wriggle out from underneath her right now too, so if she wanted, Eris could easily get her to snap out of it.