Greetings Stranger!

Deciding that trying to fight Lilynette at the moment would not only be stupid it could border on suicide considering the remarkable strength she is using to drag you along you simply follow her without a word, her small but surprisingly powerful frame dragging you through the house until you reach the outside air. Once on the outside of your home you have to shield your eyes from the sun, the bright flash of midday light blinding you momentarily before you can finally refocus on the people before you.

The first thing you find is that there are three new arrivals simply sitting on your front lawn, three very disheveled and confused women clothed in Arrancar clothes with varying expressions on their faces. The first on you see is a young woman with pitch black hair and brilliantly shimmering bright gold eyes. Perched atop her head is a helmet that resembles the top portion of a saber-toothed tiger skull, something that provides her a bit of shade on the bright spring morning, “Yare, yare, what’s with the human?”

“That is a good question,” another of the girls speak, a pasty white woman with wide luminescent bright green eyes, “how this human can see us is another question.” The woman is dressed similarly to the others, a pure white uniform covering her from head to toe with a helmet like structure covering the left side of her head. The woman resonates with a profound amount of sadness through her otherwise impassive stone stare, a sorrowful gaze peering out from behind a curtain of ruffled and messy pitch black bangs.

“Ulquirra-sama has a point, only humans with high spiritual pressure can see or interact with us,” the last of the new trio speaks, her gothic Lolita styled uniform matching topped with a rather unique and surprisingly untouched hairdo and makeup.

A few quick sniffs and the saber-toothed girl turns to you, a snarl crossing her lips as she gives you a cold glare, “and why the hell does he smell like that pussy Grimmjow?”

Chuckling a bit nervously you give the girls a slight bow, your hand rubbing the back of your neck as you speak, “Er, hello…my name is John Doe, you are?”

“Ulquirra Cifer,” Ulquirra says without hesitation, her eyes staring directly into your own as if she were searching for something deep inside.

“Cirucci Sanderwicci,” the gothic Lolita speaks, her eyebrow raised as she glances at you still shirtless body from head to toe, a light hint of blush touching her cheeks as she inspects your body.

“You still haven’t answered my question ass,” the dark haired and rather vicious girl remarks, her hair starting to stand on end as she growls, “why do you smell like that bitch, you fuck her or som-“

Without warning a blur of blue passes by your body, the sheer speed of Grim causing her to register in the corner of your vision as nothing but a cerulean shadow. In the blink of an eye Grim has pounced on top of the girl, her sharpened claw like fingernails pressing against the smaller woman’s throat as a new snarling voice rises from your lover, “Never, EVER call me a bitch Gio or I will slice your throat open.”

Despite the anger and irritation in her face Gio doesn’t seem to struggle, instead she simply lies down and raises her head, baring even more of her throat to the obviously dominant Grim, “F-Fuck you Grimmjow…”

Giving Gio a predatory smirk Grim releases the dark haired tiger girl, her steps carrying her over to stand by your side as she smirks, “Sorry Gio but that’s for my Alpha…I’ll gladly kick your ass though.”