The Wolf Who Cried Boy [Alastair, Lilynette]

The wolf simply sat patiently, idly turning her head here and there as her pesquisa pinged through the mess of stuff that was constraining the situation. What a whole pain in the tail. The creature had laid down across the flood, chin resting on her forelimbs as she stared idly. Well aware of the additional layers being applied to the situation.

Sighhh. Goddamn, she was so glad she didn't decide to actually come here herself. It itched a little. And as the layers were packed on, she felt a little...dissonance. Not QUITE connected to the pack. And that network of pesquisa that usually kept the packmembers synched up weakened thanks to this ;.... nonsense.

By the time that Alastair actually showed up, the wolf was a sleep, and so once he made his presence known, it's ears flicked a few times and then finally a red eye opened and it raised its head, yawning slightly before glancing at the man.

"Holy fucking shit, If I knew it was gonna be this boring I woulda just called, dude." She wolf sighed, shaking her coat for a moment and then sitting up. "Uh.. no. Not anymore. I can usually talk as bossgirl. But all this is kinda getting in the way of that. So nope, you're talking to Wolfynette. Barynette, whatever floats your boat, fancy guy." She murmured with a fatigued voice, still somewhat waking back up as she eyed the man.

"You act like I came here with a plan. No, well.. not that I'm not always here. But yea. I wanted you guys, vaguely, to find me. But no, I didn't expect the head honcho to show up. Honcho? Honchette? Doesn't matter. But No, I don't really got a plan. I felt like being here, and so I'm here. Maybe wanted to ... see how yall are doing." She grew a bit vague and indirect. Almost as if she weren't entirely certainly about .. whatever it was she wanted. She certainly hadn't expected Alastair would speak to her himself. That was a surprise.

The wolf canted its head to the side ever so slightly. "Your little chat on the TV seemed to say differently., a whole lot of new responsibilities and all that." She noted calmly, in reference to his announcement that she'd managed to catch on a storefront television set. Her voice still tired, but thoughtful as she watched him closely.

"And why is that? There's a fair number of arrancar in the city. Pretty relaxed at that. Or is this about Rome?" She asked, getting up on all fours as she started to pace the room slightly. There was a drop in enthusiasm as that was mentioned. A heist that was supposed to be an in and out. And it certainly hadn't wound up that way. But well, that also brought to midn other things that had gone on with the powder hunters and the vandenreich. Very direct things. And that stress was quite apparent as she continue to pace.

"How are.....you guys doing without Orihime?" Her voice was hesitant, but more than that it held a tone of concern in it. Not for herself, but for the man infront of her. She didn't have a lot of information about the situation. Frankly, she had been more or less left entirely in the dark about that whole business. All she knew was that Ichigo had found her in the city of lights, and now she was somewhere in hueco mundo. There were a lot of problems she had with the gang's actions. But the situation around Orihime, that was what bothered her the most. Orihime was part of Ichigo's pack, and he had kidnapped her from where, presumably, she had belonged. So she was curious, just what sort of bond even existed between Orihime and the once-vandenreich.

The wolf went silent for a moment and listened as Alastair made such a firm declaration. So she was that important. Even with the change of hats. Tch.... so Ichigo really had kidnapped her. She knew why, but all the same, it made her tense. This wasn't at all what she had expected. It wasn't making any sense, why even take her? He wanted her safe, but frankly, how the hell was being in HUECO MUNDO safe? "Trust me, if I knew where the hell she was, I'd have just brought her here my damn self.." She murmured unhappily, the wolf closing its eyes as it tried to think. The link was weak and a bit skippy, but it was still there, and she could feel the irritation through her main body. What the hell where they doing.

This was supposed to just be about the damn rings. It meant attacking a few people, It even meant having to rub elbows with a bunch of disgusting fucks as well. It was all for Ichigo's sake, and a wish that .... more and more. She wondered if it would even matter. With hwo badly the attack on Soul Society had gone, the guy had almost died. And they weren't even closed to finished. And what was worse... her mind snapped to that Captain in the Gotei. The one she'd sensed taking out one of her fellows in the middle of everything. They weren't just causing trouble, but all of these... bastards were coming out of the woodwork, riding on their coattails. It wasn't just a few bad things... it was spreading. Enabling others. If Starrk were here... what would he even say? Would he just... go along? Like they had with Aizen? Is that what was waiting for her down the line? Destruction, and a whole family of corpses left behind?

And Looking up at Alastair, she couldn't help but think. Was this guy any better?
"I don't know where she is. I don't even know why the hell we still have her. Feels like I know a lot less than I'd like to these days." She peered at Alastair up and down. "Yea I'm not really interested in any deals or whatever. Not like I really care what happens to me. I'm here to talk to you, so you can drop all the justice and punishment talk. What I want to know, is why you had Orihime in the first place, and why she's dying." She asked with narrowed eyes.

The wolf's expression remained unchanged as Alastair continued to push the subject. But as it were, she was already getting all the information she was really looking for. The Wahrender, at least through this man, wasn't going to yield what she needed. More than that, he was clearly bristling from her relaxed mannerisms, and in the back of her mind, she could only wonder if Tier would have been a better voice to this man.

Tier, however, seemed steadfast. Or rather, she had too much to lose. And truth be told, she didn't want Tier to lose either. But she didn't see a world where any of them won. Well..... if he wanted to be on his guard, she could work with that she supposed.

"It wasn't hard, taking out the gotei. Honestly, it was pretty astounding how easy it was. As soon as we attacked, I noticed one of them take the opportunity to kill one of their comrades. Even in the face of an invasion, they still had someone so damn vile that their first instinct was to kill one of their own." The wolf noted quietly, never breaking eye contact as she spoke. "I can see more than just what you're deciding to show me. You strike me as the kinda guy who can be nice to work with when they aren't riled up. The kinda guy I wish was in my pack." She finally turned her head and looked off to the side.

"Mala suerte." She murmured, as the reiryoku that made up the wold dimmed before vanishing entirely.