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Artist: John Clarke - Song: The Most Evolved - Word Count: 586

This was one of those days that could've easily been described as "serene... before the explosions."

Throughout the dense brush of Karakura Forest, there rang out a repeated series of sounds. A yell, followed by an earth-shattering "kaboom" on a level that would clearly be heard even in the city of Karakura itself. The sound shook the trees, the ground.. hell, the very air seemed to resonate with the explosions that rang through the canopy of the trouble-magnet of a forest that was Karakura's dense "outer layer". If one had been flying overhead at the time, they might notice a line of fallen trees and scorched ground, jagged through the entirety of it, starting at the very outskirts of the forest and moving its way inward toward Karakura Central. Said line kept growing as every couple of seconds another yell was followed by another explosion was followed by a new addition to the line.

While some might attribute this destruction to a random force of nature, or someone with the intent to level the forest, they would only be partially right on both counts. The culprit in question had intended only to blow as much up as she needed to before her "plea" for "attention" was recognized. She was using force, yes, but it was only slightly random. It had the general pattern of yell, bala to the treeline, yell, bala to the treeline, and repeat. As twisted and odd a pattern as it was, it still qualified as such.

The offender was none other than one very bored Trecera Espada. Her black boots collided with a crunch of fallen leaves and fried plant life with every step, her disregard for the foliage and the animals therein evident with each new squish or snap as the wake of her destruction was trod underfoot. Nemain hummed to herself, orchestrating her own rock soundtrack as she walked, complete with a few air-guitar branches and some made-up mouth-guitar sounds. Broken every couple of seconds with her pattern repeating itself: "Hey! Someone come fight me, dammit!" Cero to the treeline. "Come on... I'm BORED!" Bala to that squirrel over there. Take that, stupid cute fluffy thing.

She groaned to herself as she shook her head, the action sending her ankle-length braids swishing back and forth behind her as she rolled her fuschia eyes, stopping at the next line of currently not-decimated trees as she bent her knees slightly, pushing herself off the ground with her arms extended, bringing her legs behind, up, and over herself before landing on the top of the first tree before her with remarkable precision. A smirk spread across her features as she began hopping from tree tip to tree tip, firing bala off every which way, returning to her earlier "jam session" as she did so. After a couple of hops, she ended up standing atop one particularly tall tree, surrounded by smaller trees on all sides. With a clicking of her tongue, Nemain spread her fingers out, firing bala after bala until the area around her tree was nothing but a flattened former habitat, reduced to one singular tree by the Espada's wanton destruction. Nemain nodded proudly, lowering herself to sit on the closest branch to the tip of the tree, raising her right palm and firing a cero up into the air with a small pout.

"Come on... is there ANYBODY out there??? I only wanna punch you a little! Or a lottle! It's like a little.. but a lot!"





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It was perhaps a malady that she had to possess such sensitive hearing, merely trying to steal away some pleasant beauty rest from under the noon's watch. While the metropolitan Karakura was loud, she had long grown used to the constant din, capable of keeping her eyes closed and evening her breath in such conditions. However, the intermittent bass that was booming in the air was bothering her beyond what she was able to handle; there was just no sleeping through it. She rolled her lazy body back an forth, gaining momentum on each turn until she had enough of it to lurch to the haunches of her legs. The trunk of her body stretched out wide as she reached for the shingled edges of the roof she had been lying on. One big yawn, showing off her feline fangs and petite pink tongue, before pulling back up and blinking away the sleep in her eyes. At the very least she had been granted a good few hours to relax her body, so that when it came to delivering a beating to the source of this noise, she would not be a penny short. Now that she was alert, it was more than easy to tell that there was a rather powerful essence emanating from the outskirts of the city, reeking of Hollow breed. Now, there was always the option of letting the forces of Karakura handle the business; an option that Yoruichi had been taking very often as of late. However, the woman was beginning to think she was growing too lazy. Additionally, she could quite possibly handle the situation before anyone even arrived to investigate, considering her swift speed. Fine, action it is, she thought to herself as she made another cat yawn. I've already given that snowball-headed kid enough reasons to try and claim he's faster than me. Let's not continue that trend.

And so in an explosion of smoke, a fully human figure rose from the angled roof of the Urahara Shouten, a shadow within the mist. Yet, when it cleared there was nothing to be found, as the figure had already raced off faster than the naked eye could track. Her fleet was nearly silent, as much as she was invisible to the watchful eye of the city, so that even as she rocketed from one end to the other she would be able to move undetected. The sudden shift in tempo was sharp, and would leave a simpleton wondering how someone who was so lazy and lethargic as her could be just so shockingly fast. Well, Yoruichi would tell you the answer was simple; The world around her moved too slow, so she had to stop and wait for the world to catch back up. She finished things so fast that she simply couldn't use up all the time in a day. That's why you could often find her just sleeping on the roof of her old friend's weathered shop, as still as a corpse in the warm sunlight—or cool moonlight as it may be. Evident as such, it did not take long for the woman to break the boundaries of Karakura Central and make her way into the forest beyond. At this point the explosions could be seen as well as heard, and the energy signature more distinct. Someone with her particular set of skills was able to tell the difference between a Hollow and an Arrancar, and an Arrancar was clearly what she was going to be dealing with soon. That made things quite more difficult, and it honestly made the woman wonder why one with such a powerful pressure was just making noise outside of Karakura. This seemed more than just your average Arrancar causing trouble; this one was strong enough to be one of the Espada. Yoruichi didn't like the sound of that, because where Espada were involved, massive issues were typical to arise. Not to mention the possibility of a war.

The Arrancar's bala flew through the thick, aimed for an innocent little denizen of the forest—a squirrel. Just before the dark projectile struck its prey, a wisp of wind blew through and whisked the critter away in a split second, causing it to vanish as though it was no more than an illusion. There were no traces of the cause, nor the subject, and it might as well have been as if the bala took the squirrel out anyways. However, now kilometers away from its original position, a mocha-skinned woman pressed the animal safely against her bosom, petting its head softly. ''There ya go, little guy,'' she whispered to it, before crouching down and releasing it onto the grassy ground. It would leap out of her hands and skitter off just as another explosion shook the fields. The Arrancar was yelling now, and if Yoruichi didn't know any better, she'd say this one had a death wish. But if she wanted attention then by all means Yoruichi would give it to her, and thus she vanished into the wind. Bang, bang! The explosions were now coming at an alarming rate, Bala being shot off rapid fire into the forest from some point above the canopy. Yoruichi was zigzagging to and fro, always managing to move out of the way at the last second before a wayward bomb hit her. With this back and forth pattern she moved ever closer to tree at the center of the chaos, undetectable in that she was cloaking her spiritual pressure, and in that her speed was keeping her outside of the Arrancar's line of sight. Her past as a master of stealth boiled back up to the surface from the adrenaline of returning to action, showing that her skills were definitely retained.

By the end of the Arrancar's fit, there came upon her shoulder a pair of taps, as if somebody was behind her, even though there was nothing to be sensed. Logically, this would cause one to turn their head to see what had caused it, but if she did she would only be able to catch sight of Yoruichi's fist as it slammed straight into her face like a wrecking ball, causing her skin to ripple and her bones to rattle from the force of the attack. She'd be thrown off her feet and sent flying at the speed of sound off her lone tree, crashing into the desecrated ground below and making a crater for herself. That's when Yoruichi tore off her disguise and her spiritual force came flaring out. There she was in the woman's old place, standing straight up with fists on her hips. There she was in all her naked glory, as she had not made any stops to clothe herself before arriving upon the scene. Her amber yes settled down on her opponent and a wry smile broke out upon the dark features of her face. Her violet hair swayed in the gentle breeze, disheveled and wild without a hairband to keep it in check. And of course there was no discounting the voluptuous body she possessed, putting the poor Arrancar's to shame. ''Do I really have to bruise that stick figure of yours or can we just send you back to your mother in Hueco Mundo? I don't wanna get in trouble now!''






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Artist: Taylor Davis - Song: He's a Pirate - Word Count: 985

Nemain let out a huff as she had finished her assault. What was there even to do on earth? Why was it such a big deal? People of all races seemed to drool over it. So many had attempted to conquer it.. and for what? A bunch of extremely smelly and boring animals from the earthworms in the very dirt to the humans that believed themselves to lord over the planet. It was disgusting! It was unforgiveable! It was so.. damn... boring! At least Hueco Mundo had an abundance of random hollows to kill, and no one gave a crap if you iced one of them. But with humans it was all "No please don't rip my limbs off!" and "Oh god is that my spleen?" Tch. Bunch of needy assholes.

It was these types of thoughts that entertained the Trecera's mind as she had taken her position atop her perch, her focus being lost between her own sheer boredom and the destruction and death that surrounded the one stupid lone tree that she had placed her self atop. It was in this mindset that she had been caught, and in this mindset that she had felt the tapping on her shoulder. She had only barely turned her head to see where the sensation was coming from before a powerful blow struck the side of her face, eliciting nothing more than an amused "ooooh" from the arrancar as she was sent crashing down into the earth below, flat on her ass in the dirt of the crater that her body had made. With a shake of her head, the girl pulled herself up on her feet, looking upward toward where she had been to see the full and nude figure of her attacker. Nemain wasn't the most decent person in the world. Hell, she was downright proud of her indecency at times. But even this seemed like it was a bit.. much. Nemain's head inclined slightly, having only a large bruise on the side of her face to show for the assault that she had just endured. She dusted herself off a bit, thinking the whole time. Her attacker looked.. familiar. She just.. couldn't quite put her finger on it. Nemain's right hand raised, her index finger pointing at the woman as the arrancar's lips turned up into an amused smile.

"Oi! You! Yeah, the nudist! You're strong, right?"

Nemain's hand dropped to her side as she placed her palms on her hips to mock the shinigami's stance, her eyes rolling as her fingers drummed across her hips. One set on the cloud-like blue tattoo on her right hip, and one set on the red and jagged tattoo on her left. She spit to one side before her left hand came up, gently unhooking one of the large bullets from her belt. She raised it, closing one eye and sticking her tongue out with her right thumb extended like an artist focusing on a masterpiece as she poked Yoruichi in the head with the bullet from her perspective, giggling childishly as she flipped the bullet into the air like a coin, gently flicking it with her index finger as it began to spin upward and above the tree. As it traveled, Nemain unhooked another bullet from her belt, waiting until the spinning bullet was just in range of the tree before tossing the new one into the air and punching it with a force hard enough to drive through concrete, sending the second bullet flying into the first...

And that's when the curtain came down.

When the collision occurred, a massive explosion ripped in the direction of the tree, the force and size of roughly two gran rey cero combined not only decimating the entire top half of the tree, but enough to do significant damage to anything within that blast, leaving only the smoking husk of wood that was the tree's lower half to show that the tree had ever been there at all. Whether or not Yoruichi dodged this was up to her, and extremely likely, but the point of this attack wasn't to hit her. Nemain's eyes darted around, on the look-out for the Shinigami, wherever she might be. However, her eyes could only do so much. Nemain tapped her chin idly as she sighed. better safe than sorry. Her lips parted slightly, puckering a bit as she let out a high-pitched whistle. Suddenly, as if it had been there the entire time, a thin, sharp blade would appear behind Nemain's head, pointing in the opposite direction the Arrancar was gazing, an extra protection against sneak attacks. Nemain cleared her throat before shouting out into the clearing.

"Despite the fact that yer all nekkie n' shit, yer obviously strong, so i'm gonna take you seriously, 'kay? Try to do the same for me, 'kay? Cuz if you don't..." Nemain raised her left hand and ran it along the edge of the blade behind her head, causing a thin cut to appear as she lowered her hand, placing the cut end on the red tattoo on her hip. As soon as the blood came to the surface and made contact with the marking... All hell broke loose. A flare of orange extended outwardly from Nemain's body, heralding what was next as a massive explosion of spiritual energy ripped upward from her person, tearing into the sky and piercing through the low cloud covering as all of the dust and debris her destruction had created was swept away from a massive outburst of wind and spiritual pressure. Nemain grinned wide, her eyes twinkling from her own insanity as she took a step forward, the ground cracking and straining beneath her as she extended her arms outward, the pressure and energy subsiding back into her body as she reigned it under her control once more.

"...this is REALLY gonna hurt!~"





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''You're strong, right?''

That question did not need an answer. It was entirely rhetorical as far as the Shihouin was concerned, not only because she did not have any obligation to answer the Arrancar, but also because she'd be able to deliver the facts through her fists. The ugly purple bruise that now marked the girly's face would not be alone much longer, as she was set to receive many more if she wished to scrap with Yoruichi. Perhaps there was some witty retort in her vast library that she could pull out for this chick, but something told her that the effort would be wasted. She smirked instead and shook her head, letting out a curt snort to show her contempt. This was the stand-off; Yoruichi would wrap her arms over her chest and stretch them out, shifting the weight back and forth between her legs to prepare for the coming fight. Meanwhile, the Arrancar spat at the ground beside her and started playing with the bullet casings hooked onto one of her many pointless belts. Into the air went the casing, flipped like a coin to draw Yoruichi's gaze. It would seem as though she was distracted by the shiny object like a cat and its laser light—her eyes slightly widened and she froze right in the middle of her stretching. Her amber hues were definitely intent on it, as it twinkled each time the sunlight hit it at just the right angle. It was in free-flight, with nothing to control its path, left alone and unchaperoned. Yoruichi took one last glance at the blue-haired one to check her position and her next action, seeing she had another casing in hand at this point, probably planning some neat-o trick. Well, news flash; too slow. Her eyes returned to her prey, and her body bent low, before blasting off from her branch.

She was not even a distinguishable image as she flew into the air, snapping the the shiny projectile out of it and transitioning into a blurry flip. It was difficult to tell exactly what happened next, but regardless of Yoruichi's actions, her blur would disappear with no visible tells on where she'd gone. Her spiritual signature seemed to vanish in sync with her body, and surely Nemain would be confused as hell what had happened. Albeit she shot that second bullet into the air hoping for a big boom, so she probably was still stuck on the lack of the mushroom cloud moreso than where the Flash Goddess had went off to; she did not seem one to have incredible deduction speed. So to make things quite clear, Yoruichi had flew up to catch the free-falling bullet before it reached the point Nemain had expected it to, timing it so that it wasn't realized until the second bullet was already in mid-flight. As a result, the two projectiles didn't even come close to smashing into each other, hence the absence of fiery death. Subsequently following that, Yoruichi had disappeared from the scene using her peerless speed, and concealed her spiritual signature with the skills she'd developed in the Omnitsukido. This left the Arrancar standing alone and probably dumbstruck... or perhaps fearful of Lady Shihouin's next move. As such, she would preemptively prepare for an attack to the best of her ability, finding herself woefully vulnerable. What could her naked eye and a floating sword achieve when danger could come from any angle?

Nemain spoke aloud without knowing for sure if she was being heard or not, beginning by clearing her throat. Her mouth began to move and form words, but it would not last long. Yoruichi had more important things in life to do than wait in the shadows until she was done talking in her obnoxious voice. ''Shut yer' mouth.'' Three syllables; that was the number of syllables in Yoruichi's command. It was very odd because it sounded as the voice had come from below Nemain, and had her gaze been directed downwards then perhaps she'd realize that that was precisely where Yoruichi was. However, there was no time to shift her eyes—three syllables was all that Nemain could breathe from her mouth before the pain train arrived. A mocha-colored foot slammed into the bottom of her jaw and forcefully clamped her mouth shut on her fourth syllable, consequently beginning with a 'th' sound. The 'th' sound was created by placing the tongue between the teeth as it was uttered, so... the cat got her tongue. Yoruichi's body was crouched extremely low to the ground as she delivered her kick straight up into her chin; she would use this to her advantage by pushing against the ground to add further force to the blow and send the little lady soaring upwards. A plume of dust would trail after her from the unreal speed of her launch, but even that would not fly as high above the ground as Nemain herself did, nearly a hundred meters off the ground at its peak.

It was at the climax of this trajectory that the force of the kick dissipated and allowed her to gain control of her momentum, and also allow her eyes to focus after being subjected to such intense motion. However, they would only clear up to find a familiar shiny object flipping through the air at her; her bullet casing. Down below, Yoruichi had already raced away. She seemed to be running off toward no where in particular, though again, she did not expect her tactic to be caught onto until it was too late. She extended her arms all the way out as she ran, and suddenly another bullet would drop into her palm; the second one. As soon as it was within her grasp, Yoruichi's body torqued violently a full one-hundred and eighty degrees, chucking the the casing at Nemain with all her might. The projectile rocketed straight and true as though a sniper had fired it from a rifle, perhaps even with greater force than it had been initially thrown. From Nemain's point of view, she'd she the seemingly harmless first bullet casually falling toward her, before she only had a few spare milliseconds to acknowledge the second bullet's approach before it struck the other, detonating in a glorious blaze of red, orange, and yellow, only a foot away from the original owner. Yoruichi heard the explosion from kilometers far away where she had thrown the bullet, and watched with her hand held over her eyes like a shade to block the sun. The trees shook from aftershocks, and the birds would fly away from their disturbed habitat in flocks. She pursed her lips and let out a long whistle in ovation; that was an impressive explosion all right.






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The curt snort. That back-and-forth motion. The smirk.. It was a type of opponent she had fought before. It had to be one of two kinds of people. Either the actual and legitimate cocky bitch whom she had faced in that useless vizard woman, or the more powerful battler trying to gather information and gauge their opponent's strength while simply acting like the cocky and arrogant type. That category would much better fit that shinigami mongrel who had given her such a run for her money back in the beginnings of this whole endeavor she had begun. It was a long road, but it had given her a great perspective, at least, when it came to situations like this. This, specifically, was going to be interesting to try and discern. Which type was this woman? If any at all? More importantly, why did Nemain still feel like this woman was familiar? She most definitely wasn't someone she had fought before, she never forgot a combatant.. Someone from her past..? Nah. Welp. Whatever. She couldn't waste any more thought on the matter as every second she wasn't focusing on the fight was a second wasted.

Nemain knew almost immediately that something had gone awry with her intentions where those bullets were concerned. It was only the briefest of fleeting moments, but it was easy to tell by the startling lack of explosion that they had not found their mark. A small smirk played across Nemain's pink lips as the other woman's spiritual signature and presence entirely disappeared from senses. Nemain's eyes traveled seemingly everywhere at once. While her demeanor remained cocky and bored, her entire body was primed for an instant reaction from nearly any angle. Such was part of the lethality in her fighting style. Her pupils dilated and undilated, the reticle-shaped inner-eyes scanning the area as her pesquisa fired off at low levels around her own body. Her own brand of pesquisa didn't involve scanning or feeling at distances, but was specific to those who had touched, or in this case, punched, her hierro or her skin directly. Because of this specific sensory attunement, she didn't even need to look as she heard the familiar voice carry through the air. Her head cocked back suddenly at the last minute, that dark-skinned foot passing her chin by mere millimeters as Nemain's sheer reflexive instinct overriding what should've been possible for one so weak in the "normal" sense of spiritual detection.

Nemain's head cocked to the side sickeningly as the foot passed by her head, her eyes casting downward as a wide grin spread across her face, her knee coming down hard as if she was intending to aim it for Yoruichi's person. However, no such thing was intended at all, as her sonido carried her a short distance away. It was then that she saw her own bullet casing flipping toward her. Oh, so there was more to this attack, huh? How... fun. There was no question about how short her window was. She only had the most fleeting of moments before that second bullet that had been lost in the transition was coming her way. Thankfully, a fleeting moment was all she needed. With nothing but a sharp whistle on Nemain's end, the sword floating behind her swung around her body, smacking into the back of the first casing hard and sending it screaming for the oncoming second before her sonido, as novice-level as it might've been, carried her out of the range of the inevitable explosion as she looked down at the flames and energy from about fifty yards up, her eyes searching for her opponent as she barked into the open air.

"Hey lady, you'd better choose a different condiment because that weak sauce ain't cuttin' it. That first punch was a very lucky shot, but.." She looked at her nails, observing them in an extremely bored sense as she made an exaggerated yawn. "..If you wanna do any real damage, you're gonna have to stop with the cat 'n mouse shit, 'kay?" She sighed, jamming her thumbs into the tight confines of her pockets as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, the reticle-like eyes once again scanning. "Or.. do ya still plan on playin' games?"

And that was about as close as Nemain got to throwing down the gauntlet where unknown opponents such as this were concerned.






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As lightly as Yoruichi was taking the fights, one thing that she did not forget was that her opponent was an Arrancar. The higher hollow species had not changed much at all through the years, and neither were the Espada on good terms with the Shinigami of the Soul Society. The person she fought was not one of those cartoons villains who would exercise restraint; she would kill Yoruichi is she got the chance, and so considering such knowledge, the Flash Goddess would never give her the chance. She expected her kick to connect given her movement was faster than one could possibly sense her, and yet her foot thrust through empty air only milliseconds ago populated by a face. She was definitely surprised, but she gave no hesitation to take advantage of; her limb recoiled back down and scrunched up against her chest while she was nearly flat against the ground, and her visage vanished once again. It was easy to move with all four limbs touching the ground, in whatever direction she needed to go, which in this case would be away from the Arrancar. The result of her sudden movement broke the sound barrier with ease—a controlled action caused by reducing the aerodynamics of her body in flight—she'd catch the wind and cause it to rupture, shocking the inner ear of those unfortunate enough to be too close, like Nemain. She'd be temporarily deafened by the sonic shockwave, hearing only a high-pitched ring for the next several seconds, unless otherwise defended against. Secondly, the section of grass and dirt she had been standing on would burst as if a landmine had went of below the ground, splattering Nemain's body with high-speed brown and green residue. Most notably, some would be able to get into her eyes unless she was quick to close her eyes immediately after Yoruichi moved. Additionally, the smell of the earth would be just as potent in clogging her sense of smell out, and coating quite a bit of her body to numb out some of her sense of touch. Taste would be the only of the five senses left to her

Besides making it more difficult for the Arrancar to deal with her follow-up attack, Yoruichi planned even more for her afterwards, before the disabilities faded away. You might not have believed it, but the naked warrior had already devised a test after seeing her react to her surprise attack. It could have honestly been the biggest fluke, given that Yoruichi had hit her once already. There was such a low probability that Nemain detected her with one of the five senses, but she had to test to make sure. The Flash Goddess watched from afar, with eyes as keen as a cat's, waiting for that explosion to take place. She observed how well the attack was dealt with, and witnessed it explode prematurely. To be precise, Nemain had snapped the first round back into the second, leaving her safely out of the blast radius as the explosion raked at the air with its visceral force. Sighing, the black cat rose and stamped her feet, blasting off precisely as the thud sounded. This time she made herself as small as possible in the wind so that instead of explosive movement, she slid through and throughout the air with silence and swiftness. Again, the Arrancar opened her mouth to speak; somehow still under the presumption that she had time to speak against an opponent who's main gig was speed. Needless to say, Yoruichi was already behind her by the time her second word was out of her big fat mouth. Her body twisted and sent a roundhouse straight into the back of her head so that she'd choke that third word out, along with some spittle and blood if she wasn't quick enough to dodge it. With no sense of sight, smell, touch, or hearing, there honestly should have been no chance she'd react... and yet the Shihouin had a hunch otherwise.

If Nemain moved out of the way of the kick, Yoruichi would immediately frown as she drew to the conclusion. The usage of Pesquisa wasn't lost upon the woman's memory, but in this case it was the most obvious explanation. She even still had her doubts, as she had done little to disrupt her sense of touch and nothing to disable taste—but they were less likely to work from a range even by some strange power. Yoruichi really didn't see Pesquisa used by Arrancar much, and certainly not at this level. It was swifter—she daresay instant—and much more subtle in its use. However, those were not even the most damning traits of this sense. What made Yoruichi disconcerted was that it was capable of detecting her even when she was perfectly disguising her reiatsu. Without more knowledge of this technique, there wasn't much to be done about countering it. For the rest of this fight she just had to assume that Nemain could always sense where she was. So with her tricks and tactics out of the way, what did that really leave? Well, the answer was simple. When the Flash Goddess turned off the disciplines of the Omnitsukido, then there was nothing more to restrain her from utilizing just her raw power. She'd defeat this one with simple superiority, and that was that.

The shift in Yoruichi's body was palpable; her muscles tensed and her veins even bulged slightly, and her spiritual pressure roared without restraint. Before she even finished the full swing of her kick, and while Nemain was still in the process of dodging, her momentum turned on the dime. The air pressure shifted as Yoruichi torqued once again, her fist hurtling not at any particular target, but simply in Nemain's direction in general. The front leg would crash onto the ground, causing a small quake to rumble through the area, while the immediate surface below her sole cracked and kicked up dirt. Then, the potential kinetic energy surged up and up through her body, down the length of her arm to her fist, so that when she fully extended it it would all be released at once from her bare knuckles. Her punch was not likely to connect with Nemain, but whether it did or not did not matter. The atmosphere was rendered silent in the contrast of the boom preceding the destruction caused by Yoruichi's attack. Invisible forces blasted outwards in a conical shape in front of her, shredding the ground up as it was traversed. When it hit the treeline the trunks would shatter and be torn up from their roots, while the leaves disintegrated into green dust. And unfortunate boulders in the way would face a similar fate as they were dispersed into puny pebbles before flying away with the wind behind their backs. And of course, and unlucky Nemain's to be struck by the shockwave would... to put it gently... have a bad day.

In the wake of the destruction hung an ominous cloud of dust, covering the emptiness left behind by her attack. Yoruichi's fist, which was now steaming from the knuckles and red in tint, would relax from its rock hard grip as she brought it up to her face to blow on it. ''And supper is served...'' was all she had to say on that one. Clearly, this was not the same Shihouin the Arrancar had faced centuries ago.






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There were only two things Nemain had taken to heart out of what she had learned since her arrival into the arrancar state. The first was that, even in this day and age where those who held the top throes of power in this universe were far and away superior to those who had held them during the days of old, the Vasto Lorde were still respected. Arrancar or no, if you had at any point reached the coveted level of Vasto Lorde, there was little you couldn't get in Hueco Mundo simply by asking. The second.. was that the second you worried about underestimating an opponent was the second you lost a battle. If you doubted yourself versus any opponent, regardless of what tricks they pulled from their sleeves, you weren't worthy of fighting that opponent in the first place. No matter what, your belief had to be in your own power, and how thoroughly and completely you were going to crush an opponent. No matter what they were known for. No matter what they had done in the past. No matter who they were. You declare your victory in advance, or you give up fighting. It was this mindset that kept Nemain's expression the same twisted happiness that it was always close to, even as the target she had thought she hit launched away from her with startling force and speed. The sonic boom had its effect, causing for Nemain's ears to ring. This was nothing more than a mild irritation at this point, and even as the debris splattered her body with dirt and filth, Nemain held her ground, enjoying the smell of the soil and the feeling of it on her skin. If the point of this was to humiliate her or gross her out, it had failed. However, Nemain had a suspicion that the true purpose of this attack wasn't something so simplistic and petty. Nemain reveled in all of the covering to her body and senses from Yoruichi's retreat. This was simply.. far too much fun.

Her sight robbed of her even as she spoke through the filth, Nemain's nerve endings were on fire. It didn't matter that her skin was covered, her spirit was still alive and well, even through the thin coating of mud she now sported. And it was because of this that Nemain's head remained in an inclined and curious state as, for but the briefest of moments, there was nothing besides the roar of the explosion from the bullet collision and a feeling of absolute pause in the air.. It lasted at once all too long and not long enough before Yoruichi's move was revealed. Nemain's contact pesquisa lit up her senses like the fourth of july as her reflexes kicked into action. She twisted her body at the waist in a sickening and seemingly impossibly angle as she span mid-air away from the shinigami's kick, her head narrowly avoiding the assault. She had just gotten a foot back on the ground when the next part of Yoruichi's assault was revealed. Nemain felt the spiritual pressure flare, cracking her eyes open even through the mud as her face spread into the grin of someone who was having the time of her life. Nemain had just enough time to shove her other foot down into the ground, hard, as that punch sent all of that force directly at her.

"NOT. A. CHANCE!" Nemain screamed as she pulled her arm back before punching forward, putting the entirety of her strength into a punch directly into the epicenter of the whirlwind of forces headed her way. The punch sent a boom of equal ferocity through the torrent of invisible forces that the shinigami had launched at her. Normally, even Nemain would've had trouble dealing with this onslaught.. But Yoruichi had made one critical mistake. She had gotten Nemain excited. Nemain's strength was eons above even the heights where it normally stood as her adaptation increased it exponentially in response to her sheer elation. Her eyes widened further as her grin spread, the forces tearing the very earth around Nemain asunder as the Third Espada stood her ground. Her clothes, what little she wore, tore and shredded in multiple places as the debris Nemain was covered with was blown off of her with the exception of some already caked-on places on her cheek and stomach as the only evidence it was only there at all. Nemain's grin turned into a slowly building giggle.. before turning into full-on psychotic laughter as the third espada took a page from Yoruichi's own book, taking advantage of the shinigami's small dialogue and launching herself forward with a speed that should've been impossible for someone who had always denounced speed as a fighting style, launching herself directly above Yoruichi and spinning in a full somersault, bringing her right foot down to bear directly for the top of the shinigami's head. Whether or not this attack connected was irrelevant, as Nemain wasn't even close to through with her playdate. She would disappear in a burst of sonido, the sheer chaos of her spiritual pressure coating the entire battlefield and making it difficult on an extreme scale to even tell where she had been as she launched herself for wherever Yoruichi was sure to end up. She launched herself into a spin, turning into a tornado as she came out of it right-foot first, aiming a roundhouse for Yoruichi's shoulder, followed by a hard left hook for the shinigami's cheek, before disappearing once more. Nemain would be seen again, if anyone had actually followed that, in the air, descending rapidly in a stance that looked more like a cannonball than anything else as she flipped downward through the air with frightening dexterity. In the middle of this ball of insanity was a faint blue glow. Any bystander might mistake it for Nemain's hair, but this was not the case. As Nemain completed her rotations, she would be facing downward, hopefully point blank to Yoruichi if her assault had worked out... with a fully charged Cero in each hand. She extended her fingers, instantaneously firing both of the hollow flash attacks directly aimed at the face of the flash goddess. Nemain would push off of her own reiatsu to launch herself backward into the air, landing on another cushion of said reiatsu as she continued the laughter that had been echoing since before her assault as her wide eyes and crooked grin showed the true disparity of how little she valued anything but the death of her opponent at this stage.

"SWEET FUCKING JESUS I'M HAVING FUN! COME ON! HIT ME SOME MORE, BABY!"



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Song: Monday — Artist: Glitch Mob




Two forces of devastating and equal strength, crashing into each other with pressures too strong to be kept in one place, but neither could stampede over the other. Thus, a horizon was created to allow for its escape; a disc of extreme kinetic energy in all directions perpendicular to the clashing attacks. The edges of the horizon cut into the earth's crust like a fierce claw raking at the skin, separating the soil and the sediment packed beneath the surface, and creating a fissure between the two entities—That is the level of power that single attack possessed, doubled between the two of them. Yoruichi grit her teeth as she met such resistance, but held steady with her arm so that it did not give an inch up to the Arrancar. Her knuckles stung from having to fight back against such immense levels of pressure, but she would not allow her arm to bend; her fist would separate from Nemain's when the cavern beneath their feet split them apart from each other, and only then. As a result, when the chaos finally subsided, her side would be completely clean of any sort of damage, if only a slight windblown. ''And...?'' she began, but quickly shut up as the blue-haired child flipped over the growing canyon. It was her original intent to make a witty remark, but her tone of voice shifted halfway through as she realized she was not going to get the words out fast enough. She was not quite the professional jabbermouth that this one was.

Said jabbermouth was spinning at a speed beyond what Yoruichi had initially pegged her down as being able to move. This wasn't true speed, but rather just additional propulsion from the strength of her launches. She spun and she spun, building up momentum as Yoruichi watched. Sooner than later, a foot came swinging down to the top of the Flash Goddess' head, though Nemain shouldn't have been surprised when the attack ceased prematurely. It was probably perceived as being fast to her, but on the contrary it was far too slow to achieve anything against Yoruichi. There was nothing even impeding her; nothing to take advantage of. The attack was simply thrown out with blind hope, and that didn't work in this fight—in fact, it was one of the things that would get the Arrancar killed, the more that she repeated the mistake. The right foot landed upon the sturdy right forearm of the dark-skinned woman at an angle, so that half of the attack was subjected to the side and wasted, while the other half was easy enough to take to the arm. She was a wall, unyielding to the advances of Nemain, causing her leg to be still the moment it impacted. At precisely the same time, Yoruichi's other free hand rose for a counter strike. She made a fist initially, but midway through her upward swing she straightened out her two first fingers like a child did when they were playing with make-believe guns. The arrancar would feel several sharp jolts through her leg, but the pain didn't last for long. Here, Yoruichi once again one-upped her opponent in terms of speed, managing to land these strikes before she had an opportunity to jump away with Sonido—there was always a recovery time after a strike, or else no strike at all.

The dark-skinned woman careened in the wake of Nemain's Sonido, the aftershocks coursing through the environment like the ribcage-rattling bass of a boombox. Her violet hair whiplashed at the sky and wildly shook around as the wind continued to rage. Yet, even with the strong currents, the woman's eye stayed wide open, shifting back and forth as keen as a cat's. Fast was what her opponent believed she was, but Yoruichi's judgement remained reserved as her body turned rapidly to always face wherever her opponent's blurry form traveled. Speed was her specialty, and there was no way in hell she was going to lose track of an enemy because of it. She knew how movement worked, where her opponents were going to be ahead of time and what potential distance one could reach at top speed. She had years of training in the arts of the Onmitsukido and was one of the strongest heads to ever lead the special operations organization. Ha, keep thinking you could get ahead of her, and see how far you go. When the attack arrived, Yoruichi would be ready for it; that same right leg aimed for her head, but it was quickly stiff-armed with ease. Nemain would notice something strange in the kick, feeling the power of her kick escape her before she even connected with Yoruichi's palm, as if her muscles had suddenly decided to fail her. But nevertheless, there was the left hook to deal with, and a response was already in place for that as well. The Shihouin's right arm came up to meet it, forearms crashing into each other and sending all of their force outwards. The earth quaked yet against as a torrential blast desecrated the ground further to paint the air with green and brown. As if the loud noises weren't already enough, another shocking crack sounded to rattle the ears. Though, while all of those distractions occurred, Yoruichi's left hand raced back from her earlier block to jabbing her fingers into the arm of Nemain, striking several more spots in the time it took her to Sonido away again. Those same minute stings would be felt, before quickly being numbed.

Surprisingly, Yoruichi's eyes had actually lost the form of Nemain's for a brief moment, as she took and unexpected direction. Rather than moving across the horizontal plane, it took a slight moment for the woman to realize that the Sonido had launched her opponent up into the air, as she noted the subtle trail of dust that would rise up from where Nemain had been standing with her left foot. Feeling slightly threatened for the first time this fight, her face turned upwards to catch sight of the oncoming lights. However, Yoruichi was no deer frozen in fear; she reacted immediately and vanished from her place on the ground. The next thing Nemain knew, she'd feel naked legs hooking around her arms to spread them apart and lock them in place, while naked arms hugged around her waist to keep her from twisting or turning. Yoruichi had appeared behind the Arrancar and trapped her in the hold of the Peregrine Falcon Drop, and there would be nothing but a straight vertical drop from here on as the Flash Goddess did everything in her power to keep the course straight, but there would be very little time to change anything anyways. As a final measure, two soft words would be whispered from Yoruichi's mouth as they cruised downward, and an electrical spark would spiral down their bodies so fast it could be missed in a blink. At the same time, Nemain's Ceros would fade and dissipate, and her body would be frozen like a statue—Yoruichi's signature Reverse Demon technique, which countered the actions of an opponent by putting forth an equal and opposite swirl of energy, was used. And so the two descended, and Nemain would meet the ground face first with all that momentum backing it. They impacted with a capacious shockwave that spanned the entire clearing, cutting down the first few waves of the treeline because the trunks couldn't handle the amount of weight pressing against them. Needless to say the once-flat surface was now entirely shattered through and throughout, segmented into hundreds of massive chunks that grew smaller and smaller the closer they got to the impact site; the impact site, which now was a cavernous crater. Within the center of that hole would be Nemain's body, head buried into the rough while her body was still erect like a statue from Yoruichi's technique. The Flash Goddess herself would leap off the back of her victim, performing a single backflip before landing cleanly on her feet some several meters away.

Nemain would probably survive it though the concussion she'd recieve certainly wouldn't be pleasant. However, if and when she pulled herself out of that burrow, she come to find an entirely different problem. The right leg would be searing in pain as intense cramps suddenly developed all along the length of it. There would be no moving this leg at all, as it would remain frozen even as the rest of her body gained its movement back. As though an invisible mold of concrete had taken hold of that leg, and refused to break no matter how she struggled. There was no strength in the leg to break free. Additionally, her left arm would be having issues of its own, as all senses and all muscles simply shut off, causing it to be useless dead weight. These were the same limbs that Yoruichi had aimed her counter attacks at, though precisely what had occurred remained untold. It also remained to be seen whether such conditions would wear off, and when. If Yoruichi had had her way, then at this point, she'd be sitting at an extreme advantage over Nemain. For now, the amber hues waited and watched, judging the condition her opponent would be in when she recovered from the drop.






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Laughter. Through each of Nemain's attacks. Through every defense Yoruichi threw up. Through every counterattack. Through every useless endeavor. There was laughter. Nemain was a wall, impossible to read and even harder to understand even on a surface level as she would keep showing surprise after surprise for her violet-haired opponent. Even as Nemain found that her kick failed, her grin was wider than ever, her excitement only building as she felt those sharp jabs, if only barely, before her sonido had carried her into the next attack. What Yoruichi wouldn't have been suspecting, unless she had known Nemain the way Rose did, is that by the time she swung that second kick, her kick was stronger than ever. The atrophy that Yoruichi had expected of Nemain's strength never happened. Whatever might've gone wrong wasn't immediately obvious, but it would become more apparent. Nemain cackled as the forces from the clashing attacks ripped at the earth again. The sheer destruction she was causing with this woman was orgasmic, to use the crude term she would've spat out if she had been rambling at the woman like usual. Her heart soared. She had only been this happy in a battle twice before, and one ended with the violent death of an opponent who she would've liked to have played with a little longer.

More jabs, more stings, more nothing. Nemain's grin might've seemed like it was going to get stuck at this point, her face contorted in the happiest and craziest goddamn smile most would've ever seen as her pure elation overrode all other feelings. As she traveled into the air, she hadn't expected this attack to succeed. She knew the speed of her opponent, and how many of her attacks had been deemed useless because of it. This wasn't one of the attacks she had launched blindly, though. Nemain was caught by surprise, her eyes widening and her grin fading for but a moment as she felt the very nude woman caught her in a hold, holding her arms apart and her legs together as Nemain was now essentially swandiving toward the ground. Nemain moaned in a silly attempt to poke fun at her opponent for catching her like this while naked, but it was all business at this point, she doubted it'd be a tease that was responded to. Nemain tilted her head as she felt the energy course through her, recognizing the stun for what it was and freezing in place for a moment as the ceros dissipated from her hands. In an instantaneous moment, the same resistance that helped her earlier would come back to play, and she would make her move. Her wrists would twist at an unnatural angle as she would immediately launch two bala directly upward, aiming straight for the face of the possibly unexpecting opponent. If she decided to tank these bala, then Nemain would then quickly wrap her arms around Yoruichi's legs, pulling in a roll to the side so that they would both take equal amount of damage from the fall, keeping a tight grip if she managed to grab on as to keep the Shihoin from using her speed to get away again. If Yoruichi decided to let go to avoid the attack, however, Nemain would twist her body mid-air, cannonballing into the ground on her arse, taking significantly less damage as her hierro would be feeling the majority of it. In either case, she would peel herself from the ground, walking out of the crater, dusting herself off and doing something that might not have been expected of her.

She removed the rest of her clothing.

Stripping off both her over and undergarments, Nemain now stood as bare to the world as her opponent, her head rolling as she cracked her neck back and forth, stretching a bit and making it painfully obvious at this point that she still had full control over her arm and leg. Nemain picked up her clothing and hurled it all backwards some distance away before turning and smiling at Yoruichi in an almost sickeningly sweet way, her eyes widening farther than they should've been able to.

"I think you should know by now that you have me so GODDAMN EXCITED! Ahhhh~ I've never felt so ALIVE! But as you can see.. You're not so high and mighty as you might think you are, sugartits. BUT! I can't even talk, can I? I haven't done jack-ass-all to ya besides a couple bruised knuckles! And I have this sick bruise on my face.. PLUS ya shredded my favorite leather." Nemain sighed, shrugging dramatically. "I guess it can't be helped, then." She said, her words more slow.. more measured than usual. Then, without so much as a muscle twitch to indicate her movement, Nemain was gone, nigh but a split second seperating her two positions as the air around her seemed to warp to try and keep up, the sheer force of her spiritual pressure driving her movements. Her fist was already in the position she needed it to be, her body moving down low as she moved with intent, with purpose. Gone were the wild guesses of a moment ago. Gone were the uselessly thrown half-assed attacks. Nemain's excitement brought her to conclusion. It was time to get serious. And with that level of excitement came a whole new plane of her strength. So even as this attack came forward, a gut-aimed punch with enough sheer force behind it to cause vomiting even in the former Zero Division leader himself, Nemain's locked stance drove cracks and ruptures into the very earth below her. But even if this attack connected, she wasn't nearly done. Spinning on her heel, Nemain would bring that same hand around for a powerful backhand, her fist aimed for the side of Yoruichi's face in another attack of sheer momentum and power, this one with enough strength to drive Yoruichi into the dirt if the latter wasn't careful. If Nemain's opponent attempted to block either of these, she might not find the task so easy anymore, as Nemain's movement into her custom martial art styles made it apparent that she had passed excitement into pure drive, and thusly her adapting strength would've gotten another significant boost. Nemain made no attempt to gain any more distance, simply waiting in place for Yoruichi's next actions regardless of the effect of those two attacks.



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