The Sea's No Ally (Tier/Vandenreich)

As she was on duty going about the city, Liltotto wasn't really expecting much eventful apart from the usual bout of small trouble that may have occurred on the street, having been at relative peace until the sudden introduction of a powerful scent crossed her. An Arrancar? It wasn't just the occasional Arrancar that was going about their day peacefully either; she could tell they were powerful, and wanted to be noticed. Her feet immediately carried her to the source as soon as she identified a potential threat; Was it Ichigo? Had he come back to threaten them? Her heart was leaping from her chest but she didn't let her emotions deter or stir her from acting.

Even with her lack of speed technique she was plenty fast on her own, eventually skidding to a hard stop once she was face to face with the intruder. Her appearance unmistakably matched one name in her mind: Tier Harribel. Why was she here? She hadn't heard of her acting anytime recent, so her suddenly showing up and not looking terribly up for a friendly chat was something that had to be dug for.

"Hey," She'd call the woman's attention if she hadn't already grasped it, "I don't think I have to tell you you're intruding, so i'll keep it brief - Why are you here? I don't want this to escalate if we don't have to, talking isn't entirely off the table."

There truly was never a dull day in the City of Lights, huh? It hasn't even been a month since she's returned in full, and now there appears to be another situation on her hands. A simple day at the office has now turned into blaring alarms alerting her to the presence of an Arrancar. Making her way through the Sternritter sector, Natasha casts a curious gaze toward the holographic display screen before her. Heh... another Arrancar, huh? Natasha recalled the old song and dance before, but if this played out the same way... then that would be less than ideal. At the very least, she was prepared for that outcome if it came to it.

After requesting for backup on standby, Natasha would make a beeline for the door as she stepped outside the Vandenreich's building, darting forward with Hirenkyaku amplifying the speed of her charge. Ideally, her aim was to reach this lady before she could go any further. The civilians clearly weren't going to vibe with the idea of another powerful Arrancar entering their city without going through the proper channels.

The closer she gets, the more overbearing her spiritual pressure feels - as though a weight was bearing down on her body. As she reached the destination were that blatant spiritual energy lied, Natasha happened to see that her favorite peer Liltotto had already arrived on the scene, aiming to converse with the woman standing a few meters away. Without a moment's hesitation, she'd walk up to step beside Liltotto, peering at Harribel with an inquisitive gaze.

"Well, darn. You beat me right to it, Lil~! Anyway, you heard the lady, sweetheart. I know our city's a nice and lovely place, but would ya mind fillin' us in before ya enter? We can get cha' pretty situated once we know why you're here."

A slow breath left the Sternritter's lips as she tried to tackle the situation delicately, might as well be handling a bomb with how powerful the woman was, Ex-Espada and what not, that was a potential issue if things got hostile. Wordlessly acknowledging Natasha, she'd motion slightly for her to take it easy with a hand, keeping her dull amber eyes on Tier herself.

"Ma'am, you didn't send any notice you were coming or of your intentions. I'm unsure if you've heard, but we've had an Arrancar of similar caliber to you suddenly show up several months ago and wreck the place - you have to understand our caution with unfamiliar appearances."

Slowly cupping her hands together to hang at about her waist, she'd straighten up and have her body relax, her tone cordial and respectful of the woman before her, "So if you just tell us why you're here, i'm sure we can figure out a way to help you out and escort you, within reason. It's a big city and people are still quite shaken up."

Insisting with a slight nod of the head, she'd continue, "But you have to actually tell us why you're here, or we can't help you."

Cool, great, she knew yet she was gonna go about her business anyway like it wouldn't cause problems to have her walk through the city unhindered. Liltotto couldn't say she was expecting this to be a smooth transaction of words but it seemed her somewhat wishful thinking was crushed underfoot of someone very insistent on walking over her. Annoyed, but unwilling to express that here - her objective was maintaining the peace here, and part of that definitely was not allowing the terrifying Arrancar with unknown motives as well as a lack of will to state them to walk freely about the city.

Calmly stepping in Harribel's path, she made it very clear that she was not intent on letting her walk freely, "Ma'am, if you don't want to discuss it with us, we can call the Grandmaster come see you here, if you could just wait a few minutes instead of burning time trying to navigate the city."'

Looking to Natasha she'd nod to her and motion her head toward the city, as to motion the Coordinator to try to get a hold of him as she'd keep Tier right where she was, with a hint of urgency in addition. This was an unpredictable situation, and between the two of them Liltotto felt far more comfortable being the one to remain in harm's way if things went sour trying to keep the woman put.

She stood unflinchingly as that weapon was drawn, her gaze affixed on the Arrancar as she did not stumble or hesitate, keeping her ground even as the sword stabbed into the shimmering white pavement before her. It just irritated her that others thought they could come by and do whatever they wanted here, cause all manner of unrest and misery with no consequence to their selves, whereas if the shoe was on the other foot that would be an excuse for everything they have to be torn asunder. Though her body did not show this frustration, her eyes did, though her personal feelings were left out of this conversation.

"Need I remind you, that this is not Hueco Mundo," A calm yet stern response was given as she awaited Natasha's return, hopefully with the Grandmaster, "It's often good for future relations, to adapt your temperament to the place you are seeking something from. Respect is transactional, like most things."

Cyrus arrived in fairly short order, his gaze firm and his presence commanding as he appeared on the scene. No, he certainly was not the most imposing presence in the City of Lights from any physical or spiritual perspective, but those things mattered little in the eyes of a leader. His gait was sharp, confident, and his eyes came to the Arrancar with an obvious burning drive behind their gaze.

"If you wish a meeting with the Grandmaster, then here I am. In the future, I would prefer these sorts of meetings be planned beforehand, rather than so impromptu. I don't especially relish my people being put onto high alert for the whims of others."

It wasn't really threatening, but a simple statement made to make his stance on this incursion clear. He may not have been under any illusions that he could stop this woman from returning as she please, but he would certainly make every effort to stop her regardless. It was simply in his nature, and his role as the Grandmaster.