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She was even whistling while she walked, that’s how good if a day she was having. In her hand she was holding a small tulip, the flower being left on her pillow by the acquaintance she’d met the night before when Sonia had decided to ‘live a little’ and go to a local bar. The entire night was amazing with good talk and good…times. Said acquaintance was also, apparently, well versed on how such encounters should go because the only trace of her presence in Sonia’s apartment was the tulip Sonia was currently twirling in her fingers. Sonia held the flower to her nose and took a small sniff, her smile getting only wider as she did so.
Plus, she’d just got out of a restaurant that served some of the best hamburgers she’d ever eaten, so that was a plus. Also, the cookies and cream milkshakes were godlike.
It was the little things that made the blond Quincy happy. She was never one to let things pile on and pull her down but lately she’d felt like she’d slammed into a wall in terms of…well, everything. She didn’t feel like moving away from home was turning out to be all that of a great idea but her Grandmother had insisted. Personally Sonia thought that Lily had sent her away to get away from the Street Monks but she never voiced that particular thought for fear of her Grandmother’s wrath.
Karakura wasn’t a bad place, to be sure. It was the center of everything going on in the world and Sonia was honestly happy to be there. No one looked at her twice and she’d barely used her powers at all for any reason. You wanted to be safe? You went to Karakura. You wanted excitement? Karakura. You wanted to be accosted by some random white-haired kid on a search for an ancient Quincy relic that could purify your very being so that it could be turned into a relic? Karakura. Or maybe that last one was just her own experience, but she could hardly blame that on her location. That could have happened anywhere.
Still, things had been going rather swimmingly but Sonia was really craving one thing; the company of other Quincy. Well, several things if you included the girls that had just walked by her, giggling as they did so, but one could not have it all. And Sonia really did want to connect with fellow Quincy if nothing more than to see what they were [/i]like[/i]. Sure, she’d met a few back home with her family but they had seemed so…bland. Lily had told her that not all Quincy were stuck up and snobbish, but a good amount were due to their ‘Quincy Pride’ and the belief that they were somehow better than your average person. The dubious look on the blonde’s face had made Lily laugh. Sonia thought herself no better than anyone else, unless you gave her a reason to think such thoughts. Then she could be as savage as the next guy.
Sonia didn’t know why but she was of the notion that perhaps the Quincy in Karakura were of a different breed than anywhere else. But maybe that was the thought that creeped into ones head, romanticizing the idea of something because it was so unknown. The blond was someone who always wanted to see the good in anyone, sure, but the taste of the few Quincy she met back home was rather bland. Somehow she’d thought Karakura would be swimming in Quincy. It had only been a few weeks, granted, and she hadn’t really looked all too hard. But with her eventful evening and a good meal under her belt Sonia felt that now would be a good time to venture out and see what she could shake loose from the center of the modern world.
…or, you know…that.
Sonia turned her head and watched as a man several yards away was booking it like the Devil himself was on his heels. The woman he’d apparently purse snatched was, admittedly, unfit for running in high heels and a short skirt that showed miles of legs that Sonia had to tear her eyes from. She pondered a moment, weighing her options as she watched the man get further and further away and, with her Grandmother’s voice screeching in her head to show some drive and not be a lazy ass cat, Sonia let go of the flower that was clutched in her hand and held her hand up, [url=]Nicht Ablösbar[/url] forming quickly. The shot she fired was low powered and would have been laughed at by anyone else had it hit them but Sonia wasn’t in the habit of maiming your everyday human. She led her shot, though, and it hit right in front of the fleeing man who stopped and jumped back as the small flash that was released made him reel back and fall onto his behind.
A quick use of Hirenkyaku had her in front of the man who was clutching the woman’s bag, his face fearful but, and maybe it was a trick of the light, confident. He got up quickly and stood there a moment, his beady black eyes scanning the blond woman in front of him with more intelligence than Sonia would think a purse snatcher could have. How in the world could anyone think they could get away with such a petty crime in Karakura, one of the most secure places in the known world? The blond tilted her head in confusion and held out her hand, her brain automatically forcing her to make sure this man understood her and therefore refrained from her normal use of slang.
“Not very polite, I must say,” Sonia began, raising a delicate eyebrow expectantly. “Now why don’t you hand me that purse and move along, yeah? No need to make this any worse on yourself.”
The statement was so forceful that Sonia was taken aback, her eyes blinking rapidly at the hostility. No one had been so rude to her since she’d taken residence in Karakura, and her mind quickly came up with a ‘no searches found’ on if she’d actually witnessed or heard of any crime since her stay began. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the man flinging the purse in her general direction. She pursed her lips in annoyance as she dodged the makeshift projectile and was about to comment on the overall rudeness until she noticed the man was on the run again. The rude comment and general interrupting of her day left Sonia mildly annoyed and this time she wasn’t going to let this man escape with his dignity intact.
Nicht Ablösbar appeared in her hand almost instantly, the small shortbow glowing lightly as she lined up her shot and fired at his left leg, intending on temporarily incapacitating him until his thieving ass could be captured.
Until the loudest red blur Sonia had ever seen seemingly blocked her shot, the red form landing right in her line of sight to the man in what Sonia would have called the best superhero pose she’d ever seen. Defiantly a ten out of ten.
“Uhhh…” Sonia slurred a moment as she lowered her shortbow. “What?”
Was the continued noise that seemed to stream from her mouth. The woman cut an impressive figure to be sure and it wasn’t until that exact moment that Sonia realized just how much she missed redheads. The first love of her life, Donna, had dyed red hair and Sonia loved running her fingers through those luscious locks probably far more than one person should. But this chicky-poo’s hair was all natural. How Sonia could tell she didn’t know but she knew, and it was right then that she realized how dumb she must of looked, what with her mouth open and eyes wide.
Adoption what she hoped was a winning pose, Sonia dissipated Nicht Ablösbar and leaned on her right leg, her right hand going to her hip as her left hand gave a makeshift salute, pointer finger going to her forehead. Her face automatically adopted a goofy grin and her eyes were half lidded as the smile overtook her face as those orbs took in the figure before her. She seemed to be planted to the ground itself with how strong her stance was, arms crossed under ample bosoms as stormy gray eyes glared at the blond in annoyance. Or were they silver? Sonia couldn’t tell. With a practiced eye, however, the Quincy had taken notice on how easily the redhead had handled the huge scythe but also just how confident her stride was. This was all muscle memory, the redhead simply going through the motions that she no doubt practiced for a very long time.
“Yo,” Sonia responded, her voice more husky now that the appearance of such a lovely lady was doing funny things to her libido. She flicked her hand out to complete the salute pose she’d been holding for a moment and adopted a more casual one to show the redhead she wasn’t a threat. “Errr…sorreh ‘bout da arrow dere Red. Ah’d lined up da shot ‘fore ya bounded in like ah sexeh ladyhero. Din’ mean ta nail ya wit it. Dun suppose ya kin find it’ya heart ta forgive meh?”
Sonia tilted her head and flashed her toothiest, cheesiest smile in hopes that the other woman wouldn’t decide to go ham and use that scythe for anything more than to beat the purse thief with the blunt end of it.
“Oh.” Sonia blinked, green eyes scanning the area around him. “Dat guy ya nailed…he’s booked it.” The blond picked up the purse and looked around for the woman that it belonged to, who was now rushing over to retrieve her possession. “’Scuse meh a moment Red.”
“Thank you!!” The woman gushed for a moment as Sonia handed her the purse. “My entire life is in here!!”
“Naw, no need ta thank meh,” Sonia grinned, left hand scratching the back of her neck in light embarrassment. “Tho if’n ya really want ta, ah nevah say no ta, say, a cuppa coffee sumday in’da near fut’cha.”
“Oh…” The woman blushed, her face going beet red. “I’m married, I’m afraid…”
Sonia chuckled lightly and winked. “Ah’m kidding. Enjoy yer day, yeah? Be careful…please.”
The blond sighed and watched as the lady walked off. She didn’t really think that would work but you miss one hundred percent of the swings you don’t take, right? Right. Turning on her heel in an almost perfect imitation of the redhead, Sonia walked back to her and gave a small shrug.
“Nevah lucky, ya? Now…” The blond nodded sagely, as if she were about to impart important information. “How’s ‘bout we go catch dat purse thief an’ see if’n we can’t make him pay fer his crimes, savvy?”
Sonia’s cheeky response was overtaken by her huge grin as she leapt to action herself, using her own impressive speed to keep up with the scarlet clad woman. Yeah, not everyone knew Spanish and Sonia herself didn’t know much but it was her favorite response when someone gave her two options and both sounded too good to pass up. The blush that Ruby (fitting name, really) had let out was cute and Sonia was eager to see if she could get Ruby to blush a deeper shade. The Quincy decided that, come what may, it was going to be her goal to see just how red she could get Ruby to get.
“Rubeh, eh?” Sonia nodded as she ran alongside the other woman, her eyes scanning around for the object of their chase. “Name’s Bond. Sonia Bond. But ah’m thinkin’ ‘Sexeh Ladyhero’ fits ya bettah. But dontcha worreh! If’n ya like ta even’tha tables, go ‘head and gimmie a nickname too. Ah dun mind.”
She turned her head to look at Ruby and locked eyes for a moment. Almost instinctually Sonia gave a provocative wink and flashed a toothy smile before she saw a commotion just a head of them. The blond stopped, her speed carrying her forward a bit before she came to a complete stop and observed the scuffle.
Three different vehicles were piled up and it looked quite the mess. From what Sonia could see three different law enforcement types were trying to help out those that were trapped and two others were looking, quite angrily she noticed, in the direction further down the street. She weighed her options and decided that helping those trapped in the cars was probably going to get her information from those that had actually witnessed what happened faster.
“Gonna help dem trapped in’da cars, Ladyhero.” Sonia nodded. “They looked pretteh packed togetha and tis lookin’ bad.” She looked at the other woman and wondered, for a brief moment, what kind of person Ruby actually was. “Dey’s lookin’ down dat street,” she jerked a thumb towards where their purse thief had been running. “An’ ah’m tinkin’ dis guy be de cause of all dis mayhem, doh ah dun know how.” A beat. “Go afta him, ‘er help me. Up’ta you…Ladyhero.”
Sonia bounced once and was at the scene of the mess in a flash, her Seele Schneider already in her hands as she appeared. The officer that was trying to pry open the door gave a startled yelp at her sudden appearance and reached for his firearm before Sonia winked at him. He faltered for a moment as he watched the strange blond twirl the metal rod in a finger before she got to work in stabbing it into the mangled metal door. She sliced it down with ease and carved it away before she pulled the weapon away, not willing to get anyone hurt by the dangerous weapon while trying to save them. That would be embarrassing!
“Hurry!!” The officer that was standing behind her exclaimed, a thick finger pointing to the other car. “Head in collision, seemed to just, like…I don’t know, home in on each other. Sped up too, watched it all happen. Smell gas, probably from the second car. I’ll get these out, get the others!!”
Sonia merely nodded in understanding, disengaging her Seele Schneider for a moment as she leapt to the other car. The officer that was trying to break the window stepped back as Sonia appeared, appearing almost grateful as the Quincy got to work, carving the door away with ease. She looked inside and quickly grabbed the man that was inside, noting that he hadn’t been wearing his seatbelt. She didn’t have time to judge, however, as that smell of gas was getting stronger. She pulled him out and pulled back, the officer that was behind her almost instantly going in and pulling the woman that was driving out roughly. She had, Sonia noticed, wearing her seatbelt.
“Quickly!!” Sonia said, keeping her voice calm as she grabbed the officer and pulled, using her Hirenkyaku to get them a safe distance away. The officer looked dazed for a moment, his eyes blinking rapidly as they collapse in a pile of bodies. Sonia was on her feet a nanosecond later, watching as the officer had already grabbed the person from the first car she’d helped open and dragged them to a safe distance.
The third car, however, still had people trapped and no one was there to get the unconscious people out. There was a certain stillness in the air and Sonia looked between the officers that were running towards the car and then the car itself. Somehow, the Quincy knew that she only had time to help one. The officers, or the people trapped in the car. She gritted her teeth and focused on the people in the car. Two of them, a man and a small child. It wasn’t a hard choice but it still left the Quincy with a feeling of dread that piled up in her stomach.
Her Hirenkyaku carried her to the car, her Seele Schneider cutting it open in a swift movement that seemed she had done these actions simultaneously. She was in and out in less than a second, the explosion rippling behind her as she carried the two bodies a safe distance away. She slowly lowered them to the ground, though awkwardly, and made sure none of them hit their heads on the concrete. The blond stood up and turned, her eyes scanning for the bodies of the officers that had been running to help the two she’d just rescued. She hadn’t been fast enough and that weighed on her. Lips pursed she ran forward, scanning the gathered crowd for Ruby.
Maybe she’d helped the officers? She didn’t see the scarlet clad woman anywhere. It was possible she’d left to go after the man they were been chasing. Sonia didn’t know how but she was certain that he’d been the cause of this whole mess and that made the stakes of this little chase just a tad higher. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes before taking long, deep breaths.
There was more to this story than met the eye, and Sonia was going to find out what.