Hollow Plot: [open]

[yokeye]

WHO: Ginshu Rikugou, Rex Arany, anyone else who wants to encounter her before he does.
WHAT: Open prompts for Toki's sister hollow wandering around. Prompt for Rex to take her down.
WHEN: January 31st and beyond
WHERE: In Soleil, on the road to Daybreak, on campus

Prompts in comments. Open to anything you want with her pre-Rex, but ultimately she's going to end up an experiment and destroyed. As for who the hollow is likely to go after, that's up in the air.

[VISUAL]

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OPEN

[yokeye]

A - DAY (SOLEIL)

[A tall woman with long messy red hair can be found throughout the day, wandering the streets of Soleil. In the daylight, she appears no more than an average 30-something window shopping, perhaps spending a little too much time people-watching. If she catches the eye of someone sympathetic to her concerned and sad expression, she will not hesitate to ask directions to the academy. Her little brother is attending, and she's worried about him. He has... problems, she'll extrapolate to any current students she encounters. Surely, if you know him, you know he doesn't belong there, won't you help her in her search?]


B - EVENING (ROAD BETWEEN)

[Near twilight, in unpopulated areas, her true hollow form is apparent. Hunched over and slightly limping, she may appear to need help. Upon closer observation, one may notice the reason for her offset gait. She walks on one leg, and one arm in the place of the second, fingers digging into the snow for grip. The one arm remaining where it should be is twisted around backwards, re-attached the wrong way at the elbow, prominent claw marks visible the entire length of the limb. When she raises her head, half of her face is covered with a mask of bone, resembling the face of a wolf. The other half consists of a vacant staring eye and only the top half of her jaw, her tongue dangling from shredded flesh.]


C - ON CAMPUS

WILDCARD

It's like the icon, but instead of a leek it's a crowbar.

[leekspins]

[Almost the weekend! One more day of classes to go, and then Orihime gets to enjoy the sweet, sweet freedom of the weekend. Ordinarily she wouldn't come to town on a weekday, but she ran out of black thread and needs to pick up some more to finish up a custom suit.]

[Also she figures now is as good a time as any to shop for a crowbar! So a quick stop at the tool store is in order. Thus, sewing materials in a bag in one hand, crowbar in the other, she notes the very lost looking woman standing on the sidewalk.]

What's wrong? Are you looking for something?

[She asks in French, but tries Japanese next since it looks like they might share a nationality.]

[yokeye]

[As the girl approaches, Ginshu feels her connection; she knows him. She can help. Languages were not barriers for spirits, and though she understands the French, she responds to the Japanese, for it was what she used in life.]

Yes!

[Her smile is lopsided and small, somehow off. Her eyebrows knit together slightly, perhaps taken as an expression of concern. Her voice is lacking something; it's distant.]

There is a school. Daybreak Academy. Would you direct me to it?

[Her head tilts to the side and her smile widens.]

I seem to have gotten a bit lost.

[leekspins]

Sure! I don't mind at all. I was just heading back, actually, so I can take you to the visitor's office on the way.

[Orihime falls in step next to her easily enough.]

...Although I guess I shouldn't assume you're just visiting! Are you a new student? Or a teacher?

[Does that mean the redhead has super powers too? Curious, Orihime opens her spiritual senses to get a sneak preview, trying to sense what her soul is like and whether it's similar to anyone else's she's familiar with.]

[yokeye]

[She walks along side Orihime, her movements not quite fluid.]

I am visiting, yes.

[She's still smiling, and tilts her head in the other direction.]

It's a surprise.

[leekspins]

[This person feels...strange. She's passingly familiar with what someone's soul feels like if their powers originate from Blight, but this is different. It feels like there's some sort of oily taint, and as if there's something incomplete. She has no idea why, though.]

[Orihime isn't suspicious, but she does feel like she ought to practice a little caution.]

Who are you surprising? Maybe it's someone I know.

[yokeye]

[A helpful girl. She anticipates no problems in her quest. Her smile widens a bit too much, a little off.]

I'm surprising my brother. I know he can't wait to see me again. Maybe you do know him; his name is Toki.

[leekspins]

[She does know a Toki. And she knows he has a sister. ...Had a sister. He didn't mention having any others, though. Orihime turns to look at her again.]

Rikugou Tokidoki?

[There might be others, and she hopes there are, because now she really is starting to grow wary.]

[yokeye]

[Her smile fades slightly; perhaps this girl knows him too well. Did he tell this girl about her death? Her eyes take on a red tint as a sort of jealously grows within her. Why would he tell this girl something so personal?]

Yes. [It's almost a hiss.] I would appreciate your help.

[She reaches for Orihime, the sleeve of her dress falling back to reveal the odd attachment of her arm. The forearm is backwards, claw marks apparent down the length. Her fingernails are now visibly torn and bloody.]

B

[nevernoaction]

[Ren occasionally likes taking walks in the evening to clear his head before going back to study and then going to sleep. Not to mention it's a bit like sentry work.

Despite the number of talented individuals here, it didn't mean that trouble couldn't happen. Everyone was getting prepared for the Valentine's dance fight, after all.

He freezes when he hears a sound that seems out of place. Without conscious thought, as though he's practiced this hundreds of times, Ren gets agility enough to climb up a tree and then sit still. Where did it come from? What caused the sound?]

[yokeye]

[It may have been a growl, an inhuman shriek upon encountering something on the road, or loud cracking of ice beneath her heavy steps. Making herself appear again as she did in life, she reaches the road near the tree he's perched himself in. She knows he's there. After a moment's pause, she continues on her way towards the academy. The boy in the tree is not yet deemed a person of interest, nor a threat.]

[nevernoaction]

[Even though it seemed a bit like a person, they certainly didn't move the way this one did. Ren removed his twin weapons from his sleeves: modified guns/knives that he called Stormflower.

Taking a deep breath, he leaped from his concealment, sticking to shadows before stopping in front of her. Can he get a good look from this vantage point?]

[yokeye]

[She merely tilts her head at his appearance. If he steps closer, she will reveal her mangled hollow form in anticipation of attack. However, now she regards his odd weapons as nothing more than accessories. She'll keep up her act to begin with.]

Might you direct me to Daybreak Academy?

[She knows she's on the right road already. She doesn't need help.]

[nevernoaction]

So you can wreck it? No thank you.

[A few more steps reveals that his alarm is well placed. What...what is this? He can't even begin to fathom what kind of creature this is. But he shakes off any hesitation about attacking.

He starts to fire the gun parts of his weapons, trying to hit anything vital.]

[yokeye]

[She doesn't have time for this nuisance. Red smoke ascends from the eye of her wolf mask, and she doges his attacks and is suddenly directly in front of him, inches away, her hand reaching for his throat.]

You are... in my way...

[Her voice is low and gravelly, with an unearthly echo. She had escaped the girl and her daemon; this mere child would not deter her further.]

[nevernoaction]

[Ren might not have a boatload of strength like an adult. But he does possess a natural affinity for agility. It allows him to contort his body enough to avoid the hand reaching for him and roll away, although he does feel some of his hair getting yanked out in the process.

Can he just maintain his distance and attack? Or have a moment to get some backup? He doesn't really know what she's capable of at the moment.]

[yokeye]

[He's more capable than she assumed. After the earlier events, she's ready to tear this boy apart if needed. The daemon had ripped out of a piece of her essence and the rage lingers still. She does not hesitate to go after Ren with a growl, striking out again and lunging at him, intent on tearing his heart out.]

CLOSED TO REX

[yokeye]

THE QUAD

[The hem of her flowing white dress drags along the stairs as she ascends from the parking garage. Blood-red hair spills over her shoulders, half concealing the hole through her chest. One sleeve dangles off her shoulder, her arm missing. She lurches up the stairs, her foot slapping hard against the icy concrete. Her other lower limb is where her missing arm ended up, the fingers of her hand splaying over the steps. Upon reaching the Quad, she once again appears a normal woman, if her intensely staring dead eyes don't give her away.]

[heromedal]

[ Rex rarely sleeps, finding the Quad at midnight a fine time to be roaming and he doesn't have to worry about nightmares from witnessing what lumbers out to join him. Not that he would anyway. He's seen if not worse, at least equally as bad. Instead, he's immediately fascinated. Ghost? Spirit? Daemon?

He's hoping for the former options. Spiritual research is his current focus.

There was no time for him to take up a stealthy position, especially not with his spirit companion Indrik there. The bizarre amalgamation of cow, lion and rhino immediately takes up an aggressive stance, letting out a long lowing much like a cow. Rex steps forward, putting himself between his beast and the woman with hands in his pockets, making direct eye contact. His eyes are nearly as dark themselves, if not for the spark of interest there. ]

...Where did you come from, I wonder?

[ In his pockets, his fingers are already flexing and preparing his spells. ]

[yokeye]

[She seems unconcerned with the boy blocking her path, and gives no glance toward his creature companion. She stares back at him. When she speaks, her voice is soft and low, almost monotone, but the vowels drag.]

Where?

[She tilts her head and her mouth forms a crooked half-smile.]

The garage. I arrived late.

[She feels no connection with this child. He is not one she wants. She moves to walk around him.]

Excuse me. I am to meet someone.

[heromedal]

[ While the nature of his subject eludes him, encountering strange creatures in the dead of night fits into Rex's plans. It's why he was in the Quad so late. Preparing plans and tricks. ]

Heh.

[ The single syllable laugh is both because of the lie he's seen through and the potential pun. Despite his largely humourless demeanour, he always did like wordplay. (Don't Fear) The Reaper kicks into his playlist, the constant music in his ear further indulging him.

He allows her to walk her path, right until they're side by side. ]

I think you've been late for a while.

[ Rex doesn't need to pull his hands from his pockets to launch his first attack- Two half spheres of crackling blue light forming, aiming to seal together with her in the middle.

If he's lucky, a sudden surprise attack will end things in one go, but he's already leaping backwards to evade potential counter attacks. ]

[yokeye]

[In contrast to her slow and casual speech, she side-steps his attack with great speed. Her features shift into her true form. An echo-y growl emerges from her torn throat. Her arm shoots out to try and grab him by the neck. Her mission would not be deterred. The eye of her wolf mask glows red with her anger.]

[heromedal]

[ She's faster than him that's for certain. His defensive repertoire, however, is varied and often prepared in advance. He has time to get his hands out of his pockets only because he started just after his attack was launched, lifting them both up. One produces a flat, square barrier directly in front of him- the other makes that shift on impact, an attempt to wrap it around her arm after her blow strikes it. Like being wrapped in cling-film, apparently of no hindrance at all. Not yet at least. ]

Oh... Something new.

[ He keeps his emotions as controlled as possible, doing his best to keep his thrill at life and death situations in check. Retreating further always skipping backwards to keep an eye on her.

His beast, on the other hand is uncontrollable. Indrik makes a spirited attempt to headbutt her in the ribs while she's distracted. ]

[yokeye]

[Another growl sounds as the barrier morphs and encases her arm. Not a particularly strong spirit for her kind, she cannot detach the substance before the creature makes impact. It only serves to enrage her. She has things to attend to and these distractions were in the way. Her lower arm bends up to claw at the beast. Finally managing to wrest her other arm free from the former barrier, she reaches for Rex. The arm splits at the elbow, extending forward towards him, attached to the other half by corded tendons like wires.]

Do not. Stop. Me.

[The wolf mask extends to cover more of her face, the fangs elongating.]

[heromedal]

[ The pitiful bellow of Indrik, dispatched in one blow, causes a change in Rex.

He doesn't retreat from the attack, as horrifying as it is, but advances.

She. Hurt. His. Pet.

He doesn't activate it when anyone else can see, but they're totally alone now. The medal he carries in a pocket over his chest shines a golden light, right through his thick coat. Human Power... The medal tells him it grants him superhuman strength based on his strength of spirit and focus. He doesn't trust it, doesn't want people to know about it.

But with all his usually scattered attention zeroed in on the spirit that harmed Indrik, he thinks he can grab her arm and yank her closer to get decked in the face.

It's not the smartest move, but it is a surprising one, he hopes. ]