• Target Locked On: The Two Fighters, Kid Vs Kaminari •

Kaminari had just been sitting there under a large tree when she felt a strange presence. "What is this I sense... It seems familiar in it's make-up... kind of... but at the same time... I don't know!" she mumbled a bit as she concentrated on the new presence she felt. It was a ways away, but something about it was actually familiar. She sat up, taking her back off of the trunk of the tree and turned her head towards the direction this person was. She stood up and dusted herself off. The young and petite woman wore her usual outfitting. The black Shihakusho trademarked for the Shinigami, her hair up in a tight bun, and her Zanpakutō resting on her back with the hilt coming over her right shoulder. The energy of this person she sensed certainly raised her suspicions and curiosity. She didn't know what was about to happen, but she was definitely going to check it out. She began running, making her way through a small bit of the Rukongai Forest before making it into a clearing. She stopped on a dime. This woman was actually rather fast compared to a lot of people and she wouldn't be surprised if her speed shocked him, but who knows? He could be just as fast or even faster. All she knew was that she did not keep him waiting for long.

Kaminari stepped through the trees and revealed herself to this boy with the strange colored hair and the women behind him. "Hm... Hiya! What are you?" she said with a huge smile and asked him while tilting her head to the side. The question might have been rather blunt, but that was just how Kaminari was, especially to those she didn't know. Something about his energy was SLIGHTLY familiar, just in his natural race. She wondered if this boy was similar to another she had met. He was an Iramasha. If this boy was the same, this would be the second time she had ever met one. Kaminari stared at him with her own unique colored eyes. Her eyes were a violet color, which would not be that strange except they looked metallic. Yes, they looked metal to the point where they really seemed fake. Obviously they were not, but some people told her that.

Kaminari looked down to his pistols as he brought them up and blinked a few times. After hearing his name, she looked back up to him and tilted her head to the side. "You know... It isn't nice to raise your weapon when someone was just talking to you... BUT...." She reached back with both hands and pulled out her Zanpakutō. "Look! I've got two weapons too!" she said with a huge and rather innocent smile on her face. The weapon in her left hand was a short Wakazashi and the weapon in her right hand was a bit longer, resembling a normal katana. Obviously these were NOT symmetrical at all, which would probably anger the young Iramasha in front of her. She had no idea of this and so she really was just wanting to show that the two of them had something in common, at least in weaponry they used. "You've got two guns though... Mine are swords." she said with that same smile on her face.

Kaminari was a strange girl. Innocent and very naive in many ways and her trust level was through the roof. This was why she didn't immediately take on the offensive when Death raised his weapons. She knew it wasn't nice, but at the same time felt he was just trying to show her something. She looked up to him while he stood in the tree, "So what are you doing out here? Also... Why are there three white stripes on only one side of your hair..?" Her question was an innocent one. When someone changed their hair color they usually tried to make it look even, but this boy was different. She was unaware of whether this hair change was natural, but white wasn't exactly the most common color for hair, so she assumed it was dyed.

Kaminari was not sure how to react to this guys sudden behavior. After showing him her Zanpakutō, she head to tilt her head away from a bullet that he shot towards her. Then when she commented on his hair, he seemed to break down and called himself trash. His guns turned into two girls who looked pretty similar. One laughed at him, while the other attempted to comfort him. In her own opinion, this boy was unstable. Even after his break down, he stood right back up and turned back towards her. "Um... Are you okay?" Kaminari asked him before he went to speak. The two girls had once again transformed into his dual guns and he pointed them towards her. Kaminari also noticed that he held his guns unlike any person she had seen before. She didn't ask him about this though. She didn't want him going into a similar break down.

"You'll regret for what you've said about my hair, you asymmetric beast!" were the words he decided to speak to her. Kaminari blinked in shock a few times.

"Did you just call me a beast?" Kaminari tilted her head to the side, "And asymmetrical. You certainly are strange... but since you keep raising your weapons to me, and I am getting rather irritated at that, I think that I will be doing the same to you." Kaminari raised her Zanpakutō's in a manner that showed she was ready to fight. Usually she would avoid such things and try to talk with someone, but it seemed that this one had a short fuse. "And anyway... It isn't my fault your hair is like that. If you dislike it, you could have died it. if anyone here is asymmetrical, it's you." She narrowed her eyes at him and waited for him to make the first move, because she certainly was not going to.

Kaminari just listened to his rant about how he was born with his hair and how his energy would reject the dye. It was understandable, but his treatment towards her was not. She was constantly being insulted when she truly did not deserve it. Even if he had an obsession with everything being symmetrical, she'd think that he would have some control and respect for those he was talking to, but obviously she was wrong. She didn't even get a chance to say what she had to say because he immediately shot a bullet of energy passed her. Kaminari merely tilted her head to the side for just in case reasons, and sort of out of reflex. At this time, Death attempted to charge her with a kick to her stomach, but she soon realized that their difference in speed was great. Kaminari was actually a master in the subject and realized that her speed was going to be her greatest advantage in this fight. As he through a kick towards her stomach, she moved to the side of his leg, causing him to move passed her.

Kaminari's entire demeanor changed once their fight had begun. She had become serious and the look in her eyes was cold. This didn't mean that she was going to be cold towards him, but instead that she was observing every move that he made. He stomped his foot on the ground and jumped into the air, coming over her body. Although his own natural speed was not as great as her own, the bullets that were being shot out of his guns were a different thing. When he pulled the trigger, he shot them off like a machine gun, which was impressive, but Kaminari had to respond. She shunpo'd out of the way, reappearing about ten feet to his left. She was ready to move on the offensive now. "How does that feel now...?" she said, raising an eyebrow at him, "I do have to say that your talents with your weapons are rather impressive... I don't think I'd be able to master such a weapon. Although, I do not like being insulted by someone who doesn't know anything about me... It's mean, so now that I have observed your bodies speed, I think it's time that I actually fight back..."

Kaminari raised her left sword, which was the shorter of the two. "Invade the air, Shiroka." she said clearly, letting Death know that she was about to move in. Her blade glowed for a very short moment and suddenly a large burst of orchids shot out like water from a hose, but much faster. This entire wave of orchids shot forward towards Death like a wave of water slamming onto the shore of a beach. The force behind them would more than likely knock him of his feet and push him back through the trees behind him. All of this would happen IF he was actually hit by the blast, if he was not, Kaminari would ready herself for her next move, whether that be defensive or offensive. One thing Death would notice though, the sword that was once in her left hand no longer had a blade. It was now only the hilt of the sword, which might anger him even more since he had an obsession with everything being even.

Kaminari's orchids were split into two waves by the extremely rapid shooting of this young man, but once they split into two waves, she brought them back around her. It seemed to Kaminari that he was doing something to charge up some sort of attack. She was unsure of whether she should just stand by and allow an attack to be charged. Although, she doubted she could stop it from charging even if she tried, so now it was her turn. There was just one thing she had to say.

"You know...." Kaminari spoke up before she continued, "It's highly hypocritical for you to judge me because of my Zanpakutō's asymmetrical look...." She looked down to her swords and sighed, "You say that you were born with your hair the way it is and that you can't change it.... So tell me, what makes you think I can change the way my Zanpakutō looks? It is part of who I am... The same way your hair is part of you."

That was enough talk. It was time to move. Raising her left arm and pointing the hilt of her Zanpakutō towards Death, the orchids once again followed her command. All, except for twenty, orchids shot towards him, but this time at four angles. There was a total of two hundred orchids in count. Forty shot straight forward towards him, these being the fastest of all four angles. Then two waves, each with thirty orchids withing them came around and shot forward towards his side. The last wave of eighty orchids went upwards over his head and swooped down to come up from behind him.

The point of this attack was to pretty much force him into a cage. The speed of these orchids shooting outwards were faster than a bullet being shot. The moment each of the waves were in place, which was about a quarter of a second before they would actually hit him, she would make a twist of her wrist and every orchid would begin to explode, save for the twenty around her own body. These were there to protect her from her own explosion, having been surrounding her like a barrier would. Now it was just awaiting to see his reaction and to see whether he would be able to dodge this. Each explosion was rather large, being three feet in diameter and powerful enough to shatter bones. The speed and force of the attack, not mention being caught in explosions as such, was going to make this rather hard to get out of. The moment an orchid exploded as well, it would instantly reappear surrounding her body, just like the others, seeming to float there and await for yet another command.