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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Wed Jan 29, 2014 1:18 pm

Pamela Aikira.
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Kicking up sand, she had her eyes fixed in between her legs. Ever since the events from a few years prior, Pamela had truly nothing else to shoot for. She had uncovered the truth behind her past and the reality of her life. The problem was, she didn't quite know to live with it. Or better yet, she didn't quite know how to live with herself. Her personality pushed her to be social, to want to congregate and speak to others, but it was difficult understanding if she was worthy of that. She hadn't quite been an angel. But she hardly remembered doing any of those things during her life so it was like that part of her was foreign to the Pamela that now struggled to move two steps in the sands of Hueco Mundo.

She longed for companionship. That was the truth. She wanted to feel needed. Pamela wanted nothing more than a group that would rely on her, and people she could rely on. She wanted another purpose in her life. But that conglomeration of thoughts was getting her nowhere. She had searched far and wide throughout Hueco Mundo but had thus far found nothing that would peeked her interest. Looking in the world of the living seemed to be a waste of time as well. Plus, with all the shinigami lurking around, it made it a chore to enjoy any trip there.

Materializing the bow on her hands, her quiver also appeared on her back. Snapping the bow in two, the quiver disappeared just as the bow become two scimitar-looking blades. She was just truly bored. Walking at an steadily slow pace she hung her arms back as she allowed the tips of the blade to run over the sand. The trails left by the blades were marginally enough to shake her mind off of the emptiness that troubled her. As she continued forward she sensed a pretty strong spiritual pressure. Sensing someone was not strange. After all, there were countless creatures in the area most likely. But this one, it was near, and she was approaching, or the creature approached her... Nevertheless, either because of how bored she was or for some ulterior motive, her eyes maintained the same monotonous and emotionless look. For the ever-smiling and joyful, the current dull and mellow behavior was almost foreign. But she needed the companionship and contact of others to be and feel lively. As Pamela continued to near the incoming presence she allowed her gaze to raise to try and meet whomever was just ahead of her.
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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Thu Jan 30, 2014 1:27 am




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''This is such a pain... Since when did I have to perform the job of a scout? Horse shit... total and utter horse shit.''

Yes, these were rather grueling words to escape the mouth of the petite and innocent-looking Camilla, but it was just her typical speech. Ranting on about how she had already hated the job that she had not even received but eighty or so years ago. It wasn't that she was against performing any type of work anything like that. It was just the mere fact that there were plenty of other new folks around that could handle such an easy thing as "recruitment". Either way, apparently Bikuta has been using some sort of surveillance devices in order to keep record of all of her actions ever since she had first entered Hueco Mundo. This was something that Bikuta did with all Hollows, but stopped watching them as they started to fall behind the pack. He was well known for his omniscience that he had of what was going on in Hueco Mundo, and though at the same time not many people knew of his proceedings. Spying hollows from an underground lair, that didn't seem like a cowardly move or anything. Well, to Camilla it was quite the contrary, it made her views of Bikuta drop very low when she came to hear of the news. However, a job was a job she would suppose and she'd have to see it through. After all, Camilla's abilities were just enough to keep the Arrancar under control if anything went haywire.

So off she'd go to sit in the spot that Bikuta had instructed her to go. This exact spot would be the exact place that Camilla would coincidentally run into this Arrancar that went by the name of "Pamela Aikira". Camilla saw the name as something straight out of a four hundred year old mid-day TV show, and for some reason or another her physical features met that of the stereotype as well. However, she didn't really care too much about the details of what she looked like or who she was really. All she cared about was getting the job done, hoping the girl put up a small fight so that she could go back and complain about how rough the job was. Thus, they'd probably not send her on another. However, Bikuta was always two steps ahead of everyone, so it was more than certain that he would be expecting such things from Camilla. Which slightly pissed her off. Yet, at the same time she thought highly of the guy. Minus the whole surveillance thing, she'd put his life before her own in an instant. That was just the way she rolled, though, she was always the type to stay loyal until distrusted and with the way Bikuta worked she felt as though being distrusted by him would be impossible.

Her tiny dress and sand-colored cloak blew in the light gusts of winds, that seemed to be constant within Hueco Mundo, as he small black flats dragged in the sand in agony. She didn't understand why she would have to walk so far just to meet the girl according to plan, and she even wondered whether or not she would even be where Bikuta said she would be. Not that it was a lack of trust or something of that sorts, but it was just somewhere that Bikuta seemed to guess where she would be. As he told her letting out a elongated "uh" before answering her question. Whatever, though, anything was better than those cold corridors within the headquarters You'd think they'd turn off the A/C everyone once and a while, but then again Hollows are rather notorious for mouth breathing. If they turned of the A/C the temperature would immediately spike up in a moments notice.

Finally, Camilla reached the spot where she was supposed to be. She looked up to the sky to scale the time of the day... or night... the time of the eternal night. However, she noticed she was practically leaving her self vulnerable from all aspects. What if the chick decided to go hostile on her tiny ass? The chick was colossal compared to Camilla in more aspects than one. Yet, that didn't really scare her it was just the thought of being so vulnerable that slightly caused chills to scale up her spine. She looked off to her left and saw that about twenty meters away from the designated spot was an old abandoned hut. It was rather tarnished and didn't have a roof, which led Camilla to think that it was most likely a home for a small group of hollows that were invaded. She sighed at the sad thought of a bunch adjuchas types attacking the weaklings, but that's how it was survival of the fittest. She perched herself up to where she was noticeably visible but at the same time her cloak blended in with the structure's color, as it would with all of them. So in a way she was just a big blob of sand on a solid slab of dried sand that stood vertically for about five feet. Seeing her wouldn't be too difficult of a feat, but she'd see how well this one paid attention to her surroundings.

So there she sat, awaiting for the spiritual pressure that she most recently recognized to continue to approach the area at the slow pace she seemed to be taking. She'd stay still not even letting a breath escape from her mouth until she was noticed, however if she became hostile she'd be at the ready and Zanpakutō at arms. May not be the best way to approach an Arrancar... with a Zanpakutō, but it was the way that Camilla conducted herself, usually...





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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Thu Jan 30, 2014 1:50 am

Pamela Aikira.
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She continued to walk as she had. The two collapsible swords still trailed behind her making the smooth and fine lines in the sand. She was alright. Kind of. But she felt like she was about to cry. She was not particularly sad or anything. There was nothing. That was the biggest problem. As she walked on she noticed an odd spiritual pressure. Noticing something was not out of the ordinary with the increasingly large amount of hollows. But the presence...it was different. Raising her gaze, her face was high enough where she would barely be able to catch a glimpse of whomever was ahead, but it still hung low enough to avoid the prying eyes from getting a real good look of her face.

Approaching the girl that had become clearer on her eyes as she neared, Pamela kept her swords back. She was afraid to move her arms and with that her swords, even if it was to de-materialize them. It was not the petite girl she feared. In fact, combat hadn't even crossed her mind. It was the lady becoming afraid and running from her that got her on the edge. She didn't know this person. And most likely, she knew nothing of Pamela either. But unlike the other hollows, this girl, she looked different. She was probably different. Pamela was alone. She longed for company. To feel needed.

Just a mere few steps from the girl, Pamela raised her gaze at a very steady and slow pace. Her expression was unlike what she was used to sporting. Her common smiles and giggles were temporarily non-existent. Instead, her expression was blank. Emotionless. Her eyes were tired as if she had seen it all. And in a way, she had. It was a very complex and strange look. It was akin to that of a mother seeing her long lost son whom she had believed dead. If the lady ran. If she escaped, Pamela would have just as easily lost it all and caved up in her own emotions. It had not been long since her true identity had been revealed, and who she truly was before she passed on. She needed somewhere she belonged before she lost and murdered herself into the deep nadirs of her solitude.

There was a lot of things she wanted to say. She wanted to smile. She wanted to speak. She wanted to smile. She wanted to hug her. She wanted to be hugged. But alas, none of those thoughts progressed into reality. At least not yet. Remaining still she merely kept her eyes fixed on the girl, almost as if in a preset starting contest. She wanted. She wanted. She wanted to feel needed.
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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Thu Jan 30, 2014 2:21 am




FEMALE-VIZARD-KURIKKU 2201-[2-3]




Sitting, waiting... Oh how fun this operation was for Camilla. It was far too exciting for her to not place it into her top five. She was after all waiting on an Arrancar to arrive at a spot that seemed to be guessed at random by Bikuta. Yet, that wasn't very accurate, because he wasn't very well known for giving out false information. She just wasn't sure on how this was even possible. How was he able to pinpoint where she would be, through her habits? She wasn't too sure, either way Bikuta wanted her on the team so that's what Camilla would try to accomplish. Even if she hated the girl... well she might second guess herself is she hated the girl, but if not... meh, she most likely would. That was just her persona, she wasn't a big fan of most people, and she acted like she was the boss of everything. So, she really didn't understand why anyone would like her exactly, they'd have to be extremely desperate.

With all the the downtime that was on Camilla's hands she took a second to reflect on a few things that she might say to the girl, or how she would even bring up the topic of joining the Kurikku. She began to think of some ways and then decided she'd rehearse them out loud, as it always made more or less sense when it was spoken out loud. Which happened to be one small thing that she learned while a human, yet there weren't many others really.

"Oi... Yo.. Hey... I guess Hey could work. Hey, Pam... Pamela... Pammy? Aikira. Hey, Aikira, you may not know who I am, but I know who you are... creepy. Hey, Pamela Aikira, I'm Camilla... like hell I'm going to give this broad my name right off the bat, what if she declines and then puts a hit on me. How about no name, because then I don't have to tell her mine and it doesn't sound creepy. Hey, you, come here for a second... I sound like a drug dealer, whatever... I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Man, I hope this bitch does attack me, so I can just drag her back to headquarters instead of having to interact with her. Fuck it, I'll just be me."

She struggled through her words, as they seemed to be of bad taste and finally came to a decision that she was somewhat happy with. She'd decide she'd just be herself and not try to put on some kind of show for the girl. She'd let her know up front what kind of chick she, meh try to intimidate her or something she didn't really know. She'd just take it by the fly. Which was how she dealt with most problems usually, she wasn't much of a planner really, which was probably her worst attribute. However, she tried to not let it show very much, luckily going with the flow typically worked out in her favor.

Finally she started to see a figure that somewhat matched up with the description she provided, but the distance of the character was too far for her to tell right from the get go. She tried wincing, but all she could see was large breasts. Which just so happened to be main describing factor for Bikuta, but that was beside the point. The main thing was the fact that she just so happened to be armed from what she could see, and that it didn't exactly look like she was in a good mood. As she got closer Camilla was able to tell that she was acting rather droopy and sad for one reason or another and Camilla wasn't really able to read her very good. She just starred emotionless at the girl and kept her distance at the same time, but didn't seem to be showing any hostility. Camilla finally popped her head fully out of the hooded cloak and decided to grace the girl Arrancar with her grace.

"Yep, those tits are huge alright. He was definitely right, and he was right about the location. Which is fucking crazy."

She stopped speaking for a moment, realizing she wasn't thinking in her head. She didn't really care that much about it, however and just shrugged it off. It was something that she did often, due to her lack of caring about others feelings. So she'd just continue to speak.

"How about, we defuse the hostility that remains here by you placing those weapons on the ground? That's be a good place to start things off, I don't need you coming at me so that I have to end up dragging you back with me. I don't typically like to kill stranger girls for fun, whether they are Arrancar or not."

Camilla finished her words and then pivoted on her buttock and planted her palms onto the small slab of dry sand she was perched on and proceeded to fling her legs out in front of her as she used the crab walk method to lift her upper body into the air with it, releasing a small feminine grunt as she did so. Letting her land perfectly and gently back onto the sandy surface of Hueco Mundo. She then stretched herself out and let out an enormous yawn and would peek her eye over at the woman to see if it was contagious or not. She'd then wait for the woman to see if she truly was humble or not.

Camilla was all about useless fighting, but the whole thing was to bring her back unscathed. Which wasn't exactly how she usually did things...




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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Thu Jan 30, 2014 1:06 pm

Pamela Aikira.
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The lady seemed to have spoken while Pamela neared her. But honestly, though she wished to hear, it was nearly impossible to do so. In between her accelerated heart beat and the prospect of what would befall their encounter, she had no choice but remain flustered and on edge. Coming even closer on her, and with her gaze finally leveled with hers, she finally took notice of the girl's peculiar physique. She was rather petite. It was cute. On any other situation she would have found herself smiling...laughing even. But not now. Not yet anyways.

My breasts? she thought to herself. Using one of her index fingers she poked at her left breast. Sure she always thought they were quite sizable but she never quite considered them to be huge. Though she had definitely seen girls with almost to no breasts, she had also seen pictures of girls with breasts much larger than hers. In her defense, Pamela's were just above average, it was the girl's before her that were rather small. But alas, she was not going to start an argument about breasts. She didn't much care for her own anyways. Opposed to what some may have been led to believe, her choice in outfit was not entirely or purposely dedicated to show off her breasts and the rest of her body...even if it did a great job of doing so.

Shifting her look just slightly to her right and to her left she looked at the blades that trailed behind her. Though she did not look hostile, to her, the girl must have felt intimidated in some way to request such a thing. In the back of her mind however, she had the slightest desire to charge at her and engage in combat. It was not out of need or a want for violence. The girl, though she did not looked like it, seemed to also be quite strong. If her words were true and Pamela fought her, there was a chance she would get dragged along with her. If that was the case, the punishment seemed more like a fruitful reward. But alas, she decided not to engage in a violent encounter. The girl had not fled at the sight of her regardless of Pamela's spiritual pressure. And the way she spoke, it seemed like she wouldn't either way.

Either way, Pamela would abide. She didn't mind letting go of her weapons but she personally disliked the idea of letting them hit the sand. They would get all dirty. Instead, as usual, Pamela simply de-materialized both blades as the space in between her hands was exchanged for the slightest bit of sparkles. In a matter of seconds the latter had reduced themselves to thin air and emptiness. Palms now devoid of anything tangible, she let her hands dangle at an appropriate level just below her waist.

"You seem to be interested in me. Why?" She wasn't particularly disliking the situation. Heck, she enjoyed the fact she had found someone. The fact that the individual had a keen interest on her, for whatever reason it was...it was nice. But it just made her wonder and question. Regardless of what she said, it would likely have little effect on Pamela. The truth of the matter was that she was needed for one thing o another, and that was just fine with her. There was a chance, given the girl's particular expression that it was not her that showed interest on Pamela but someone else. If that was the case, nothing would change. She'd still maintain the newly acquired sense of happiness. The day had taken a sudden turn for the better, and regardless of the potential consequences, she had a hunch it would only get better.
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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Sat Feb 01, 2014 2:24 am




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"Huh?"

Camilla was rather shocked by the answer that she was given, and wasn't exactly sure what to think about it. It left her speechless and in awe as she was unable to grasp the reasons as to why she was considered to be such a jewel for Kurikku if she wasn't even willing to partake in some meaningless battle. Sure, sometimes battle wasn't for everyone but in the Kurikku it was all about survival of the fittest, there wasn't anytime for the weak. Any hint of weakness and it'd be exploited in a second. Even though the team was a family, there were still others that had hatred toward each other just as any group or organization did. It was even set in stone that position could be taken so long as they had someone to replace their own. Could this be what this girl was being brought in for? Was she just some sort of minor replacement so that another member could fill the role they wished to have? There was no way that Bikuta would show such treatment toward one person, so that couldn't have been it.

"Destroy her, you fool."

Her eyes grew in circumference as the words bounced around in her head. She still hadn't gained complete control of her hollow being a new addition to her arsenal, so it wasn't an odd occurrence for Millaca to chime in every now and again. It just wasn't something that she was used to. Camilla looked away taking another bite of the pastry. She closed her eyes and thought for a second as to what her next course of action should be, but she just couldn't figure the girl out.

"The fuck is your deal just denying my request like that? I'm trying to save your ass in this cruel world of high-powered entities. Hell, I could do away with you right now and you'd be left to nothing but a puddle of putrid. How about that, I'll just slit your precious throat."

Camilla eased in closer and unsheathed Akehebi from his prison placing the blade upon her neck as she tried to grasp a hold of her small jacket by the collar so that she could have her face right to Pamela's. As a grin came to her face. It wasn't often that she was given the chance to complete such tasks. However, she was quickly reminded of her mission as a buzzing voice came in over her communications receiver that was installed in each and every member of the Kurikku. The voice was none other than Bikuta's((because I can do that, lol)), he reminded her that her mission was to bring her back and have her join the team not to kill her if she didn't comply. If she was unable to get her to come back then she was to force her back. She let out a sigh as she lost attentiveness to the girl from the call in. She eased off letting her feet drop to the ground as a small cloud of sand drifted up. She walked back and leaned back up against the wall.

"Y'know... I don't get you, what's your deal? I'm giving you an offer that most wouldn't resist. We're offering you protection and reason to live... not only that but you won't be alone like you are out here. It pains me to say all this, but you're wanted by someone in our group and they're rather adamant about it. So don't make this anymore of a pain that you already are, and stop being so painless you're fucking freaking me out."

She took another bit from the honey bun and then tossed the half-eaten honey-bun in the direction of the girl. She figured by the glazed look upon her eyes as she spoke she'd like to have some. This was probably the most prestigious show of affection that Camilla could have ever expressed, but it was more out of pity than anything else, at least for the time being.

"Shit's good... Consider yourself to be insanely lucky. I have a whole stash of this shit back at headquarters, you're more than welcome to it as long as you don't destroy it fast enough for me to restock it."

This would be her last attempt, though it was rather pedo of her to lure her in with sweets it was all that was left in her arsenal as far as recruitment went. She didn't know what else to do, typically people would just get amped getting to fight for a reason. This chick was just in a completely different world and sent chills down the back of Camilla, which wasn't common.




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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Tue Feb 04, 2014 7:49 pm

Pamela Aikira.
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The girl before her. She misunderstood. She was making a big mistake. A mistake she would grow to regret for a long time.

Pamela's face trailed the lady's body as her hand motioned in to grab a hold of something. Without even batting an eyelash she continued to look on. She could have easily brought out a weapon and stabbed Pamela but that would not have changed her expression too much. It was not out of a lack of fear. It was more. Looking at the peculiar dessert she could not help but let her eyes trail that instead. Pamela was particularly fond of pastries from her earlier trips to the human world but she was yet to taste the one the girl held in her hands. It looked delicious. If only she could have some. Watching it bite it almost gave her the sensation she was eating it herself but of course, she was not. With that, the lady began to speak. The words were not entirely surprising as Pamela kind of had expected them. However, she only wished they had not come to past for they would awaken something that had better been left in slumber.

Docile. You are docile you dumb bitch a voiced called out to Pamela within her head. As her eyes scanned the area, it was almost as if Pamela was trying to search for the source of the voice and ignore the obvious. The thought had come from within her but it had not been elaborated by her. The thought was not directed to the petite woman before her though, it was directed to Pamela. Whoever rested within the deep nadirs of Pamela's sealed state did not like the sweet and docile nature very much.

"You are not completely correct," said Pamela in response to the lady, trying to rid herself of the thoughts and the voice that had assaulted her mind mere seconds ago. "I know the difference in our current powers. And I know my current limitations. But what makes you think I'd be willing or eager to act upon an attack to parry, or even dodge?" She was not joking. She was not bluffing. Camilla could have thrust a blade through her chest and Pamela would have accepted her fate with a smile. Whatever the girl thought she know about Pamela, she was mistaken. There were secrets to Pamela, that no one knew. Heck, the deeper secrets she had only found out herself recently.

During her life, Pamela had been a monster. Literally and also because of its actions. After life, in the fantasy that had been created for her, she had become quite the kind and sweet, and endearing person. As she grew and became stronger as an Arrancar it seemed like her personalities had fused but her nicer side had taken the upper hand in the momentary inner conflict. Her inner side disliked battle unless it was absolutely necessary. It loved most things. It loved to love. Her darker side however. It was sinister. Insidious. It loved to hurt. It loved to fight. It loved to kill for the thrill of killing. The personality that had lied dormant within her was one of insatiable power and needs. At her current state of power, pushing Pamela into combat would be a very bad idea. Ideally, Pamela would grow strong on her at a steady pace. Forcing her into combat would only draw out her second personality and have it act in near unison with most of her actions and behaviors. From her experience, the darker personality took full control of her during her released state, but there was much more to fear.

Pamela was strong. She was strong enough to take care of herself in most regular situations. She had the potential to grow strong, at an incredibly fast pace but had purposely chosen not to. The stronger Pamela would grow the closer she would get to achieving a state of mind where she would uncover the final truths about herself and unveil her real identity. The problem was, she had two, but only one of her personalities would remain triumphant at the end. Her softer personality was given to alliances and bonds and would likely grow stronger with others. Her sinister personality on the other hand would instead seek to grow as strong as possible, and after reaching the pinnacle of strength, enjoy ripping the life away of all she knew, starting from those closer to her. It would not be allowed. She shouldn't. She couldn't.

Exhaling some, she said, "I suggest you do none of those." Her voice was relatively different and with a firmer tone of voice. It wasn't quite the voice of her inner personality but it was not the cheery, happy go lucky expressions she was used to giving. She did not care much for the difference in power between the girl and her. The worst she could do was kill her. Pain? Torture, she couldn't possibly put her through more she had endured. And if she did, then that would a fitting end to the sins she committed during her life, and while she was asleep. She wasn't sure what would happen from that moment on. If the stubborn little girl decided to go ahead with it she would be forced to fight. Releasing would bring the other half into total control, even if it was only for the duration of the fight. For now. But even fighting during her sealed state would awaken hints of the other personality, and that would just cause trouble the stronger she got as time went on. The personality that held up within was akin nothing that had ever been seen before. She should not be allowed to get stronger.
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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Sun Feb 09, 2014 5:26 pm

DAMMIT I FUCKED UP.

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"Huh?"

Camilla was rather shocked by the answer that she was given, and wasn't exactly sure what to think about it. It left her speechless and in awe as she was unable to grasp the reasons as to why she was considered to be such a jewel for Kurikku if she wasn't even willing to partake in some meaningless battle. Sure, sometimes battle wasn't for everyone but in the Kurikku it was all about survival of the fittest, there wasn't anytime for the weak. Any hint of weakness and it'd be exploited in a second. Even though the team was a family, there were still others that had hatred toward each other just as any group or organization did. It was even set in stone that position could be taken so long as they had someone to replace their own. Could this be what this girl was being brought in for? Was she just some sort of minor replacement so that another member could fill the role they wished to have? There was no way that Bikuta would show such treatment toward one person, so that couldn't have been it.

"Destroy her, you fool."

Her eyes grew in circumference as the words bounced around in her head. She still hadn't gained complete control of her hollow being a new addition to her arsenal, so it wasn't an odd occurrence for Millaca to chime in every now and again. It just wasn't something that she was used to. Camilla looked away taking another bite of the pastry. She closed her eyes and thought for a second as to what her next course of action should be, but she just couldn't figure the girl out.

"The fuck is your deal just denying my request like that? I'm trying to save your ass in this cruel world of high-powered entities. Hell, I could do away with you right now and you'd be left to nothing but a puddle of putrid. How about that, I'll just slit your precious throat."

Camilla eased in closer and unsheathed Akehebi from his prison placing the blade upon her neck as she tried to grasp a hold of her small jacket by the collar so that she could have her face right to Pamela's. As a grin came to her face. It wasn't often that she was given the chance to complete such tasks. However, she was quickly reminded of her mission as a buzzing voice came in over her communications receiver that was installed in each and every member of the Kurikku. The voice was none other than Bikuta's((because I can do that, lol)), he reminded her that her mission was to bring her back and have her join the team not to kill her if she didn't comply. If she was unable to get her to come back then she was to force her back. She let out a sigh as she lost attentiveness to the girl from the call in. She eased off letting her feet drop to the ground as a small cloud of sand drifted up. She walked back and leaned back up against the wall.

"Y'know... I don't get you, what's your deal? I'm giving you an offer that most wouldn't resist. We're offering you protection and reason to live... not only that but you won't be alone like you are out here. It pains me to say all this, but you're wanted by someone in our group and they're rather adamant about it. So don't make this anymore of a pain that you already are, and stop being so painless you're fucking freaking me out."

She took another bit from the honey bun and then tossed the half-eaten honey-bun in the direction of the girl. She figured by the glazed look upon her eyes as she spoke she'd like to have some. This was probably the most prestigious show of affection that Camilla could have ever expressed, but it was more out of pity than anything else, at least for the time being.

"Shit's good... Consider yourself to be insanely lucky. I have a whole stash of this shit back at headquarters, you're more than welcome to it as long as you don't destroy it fast enough for me to restock it."

This would be her last attempt, though it was rather pedo of her to lure her in with sweets it was all that was left in her arsenal as far as recruitment went. She didn't know what else to do, typically people would just get amped getting to fight for a reason. This chick was just in a completely different world and sent chills down the back of Camilla, which wasn't common.




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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Mon Feb 10, 2014 3:52 pm

Pamela Aikira.
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Fight her. Fight her. Fight her. Carve her into tiny fucking dog treats!! The voice had shouted inside her head in such a way that Pamela could feel her ears resonate quite strongly. Instead of flailing about or crouching down in pain, she merely made a subtle motion with one of her fingers so that it pressed strongly enough against the palm of her hand to try and match the pain. Even if matching the pain was nearly impossible, the strange mix would at least give her a chance to force her attention from the evil within her. Once she was done with her own inner ordeal she caught wind of similarly violent words, now coming from the lady before her. In a somewhat swift motion she witness how she unsheathed her sword and placed it upon Pamela's neck. All the way through, her eyes and her expression had remained unchanged. Her eyes maintained the same lackluster quality they had seconds before, and her expression gave no sense of even having noticed the lady had moved. Though Camilla seemed to be a bit stronger than her, she was still able to see the upcoming attack but instead had chosen to do nothing against it. Without blinking, she merely saw the length of the blade as it was held up against the hierro of her neck. She could have easily been slit and left for dead in that situation, but alas, she had done nothing. After something seemingly got in her way, likely a thought or a conversation with a superior, the sword was retrieved and thus moved away her throat as the lady backed up to where she once had been.

Starting to speak once more, Pamela listened having no intention or reason to interrupt quite yet. "You misunderstand. I would like to go with you wherever that path leads. Now," she said as she looked at the palm of her hands as if expecting something to be there. "Make no mistake. My behavior is not the same towards everyone. When the situation calls for a fight, I shall do my best to end the existence of whomever my opponent is. I just rather avoid the inevitable unless I am pushed. And if I'm pushed... she paused while giving a very different and sinister smile clearly unlike her own. "I'll take over then" said a very graspy and firm tone of voice before the sinister smile became increasingly more pronounced and insidious. Just seconds after her expression would return to the way it had been just minutes earlier. Regardless of the power of the individual or how hardened they might have been, it would been extremely difficult not to feel compelled to take a step back, or at the very least cringe and gulp down in their own saliva at the sight of the smile and the tone of the voice that just escaped Pamela. Though her power still had ways to improve, the dormant devil within her was one that was bound to still fear and death upon her enemies, and power and combat were likely to just strengthen. "So don't worry," she said with a soft and gentle smile, "If a fight is abslutely necessary I will make sure the opponent drowns and chokes on his own blood she finished with a giggle that was more akin to be seen in a child playing with dolls than an individual speaking of gruesome murder. Regardless of her choice of expression, Pamela meant everything she said. All of it.

Smiling yet again, she opened her eyes just in time to catch the piece of the pastry. The fact that it had been bit into did not matter in the slightest to her. Considering some of the things she had to eat in the past, this would likely rank among the very best. And the taste, as she bit into it with eyes closed and a very clear expression of satisfaction, was nearly sublime. "Thank you" she said as she took another bite into it. "I'm ready when you are" she said with a more serious look while she ate the pastry. She was ready to walk into the unknown with this organization. There was change in her future. There was more power. That was good. Her future and the way her personality would change was unclear, but deep inside, she was thrilled to wonder where her steps and her actions would have her in a few years.
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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Hands Upon You [Camilla]   Tue Feb 11, 2014 4:40 pm




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The mannerisms that this girl held were quite peculiar to the golden eyes that Camilla possessed. She didn't exactly understand what the girl's deal was and why she seemed to be emotionless no matter the pedigree of hatred or kindness she presented to her. It was common for Arrancar to be like this, which only led to Camilla wondering why it was she was such an asset to the team. Nonetheless, she had given her the offer that she was supposed to. All that was left was for Pamela to accept it.

Words began to flow out of the busty Arrancar's mouth, they were words that complied with the wishes of her superiors. Camilla was relieved at first, but couldn't help but fall into shock as the Arrancar left it's mild-toned state of mind and revealed an evil grimace upon her visage. Camilla's lip curled up on one side as she slightly lifted her left hand to a defensive position and placed her right leg a step back. The sudden change of attitude slightly frightened the four foot tall girl, as her lip quivered in a slightly fearful, yet disgusted, manner. She saw the Arrancar before her to be a rather elegant looking creature, and the emotions that the Arrancar had just unsheathed were extremely unattractive to Camilla. Whether that was where the wind let her blow or not, she judged her upon her appearance for a minuet moment before bringing her composure back. She realized that she wasn't going to be attacked as the females face returned back to its previous state. Sighing, Camilla showed relief that she wasn't going to have to engage her after all and disobey the orders of the higher-ups. Though once the words came to a halt a small giggle that mimicked that of a young child of Camilla's own stature protruded from Pamela's lips. Camilla lifted a brow in curiosity to her previously stated thoughts of what the girl's deal was. She just couldn't place her finger on it. Every chance that she had to make an estimation on what it could be she was forced to think otherwise as she completely turned the tables of emotions.

Finally, Camilla closed her eyes dropping her head ever so slightly, she'd given up on trying to figure out why it was that this girl was such an necessity for the Kurikku. It was somewhat clear to her now, but at the same time it wasn't. She wanted to think that girl was just some sort of weapon when the time came, but she was unable to confirm due to the lack of reiatsu that the Arrancar radiated from her core. Camilla was able to tell that her abilities scaled well above hers, but could there have been a possibility for a high velocity growth in this one? Was she an Arrancar that possessed a Resserecion that was high powered to that of the 10th Espada from many years ago, back when Aizen reigned over Los Noches? She was unsure, and the only reason that she even cared in the slightest was jealousy. She was jealous that she was going to lose the lime-light that she had held since she had joined. She'd just have to keep that from happening...

Catching the pastry, Pamela's exterior emotions began to become a bit more human as the gesture of kindness was sent her way. She reassured Camilla that she was ready to go after thanking her for the delicious treat she had just received. Letting out a small chuckle Camilla turned and began walking as she waved her left hand over her should signalling her to come on.

"Welcome to the Kurikku."

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