Baka Breakdown

Turning from the now somewhat annoyed Tia to the new arrivals you instantly recognize one of them as Byakuya’s sister, Rukia. Somewhere in the back of your mind, in a tiny little corner tucked away in your subconscious you remember the conversation you heard between the brother and sister; the elder Kuchiki insisting that the small Shinigami try her best to get on your good side as a possible wife. A part of you burns at the thought of it, your anger at the aristocratically minded Byakuya flooding over to focus on Rukia in a heartbeat. However, with a heavy sigh you remember your promise to Yoruichi and with a near invisible shake of your head you shed the anger, letting it dissipate as you turn to the new and unknown arrivals.

The woman that stands directly to Rukia’s left in slim and very athletic looking, her body cloaked in a pure white uniform complete with a number of azure crosses scattered about the patterns. Her mid length hair is a fine midnight black, a tone so deep that is shimmers with blue when the light of the sun hits it, and she wears a pair of fine wire rimmed spectacles over her dazzling deep blue eyes. Her face is sharp and stern, her expression and facial features reminding you of Nanao instantly yet there is softness to her facial visage that only adds to her beauty. Her body is gently curved in all the right places and her toned stature it capped by a pair of modest but perky breasts.

Directly to Rukia’s right is another woman that seems to be rather out of place when present company is taken into consideration. The young woman appears to be dressed in a school uniform, something that should be an indication or her age and status had her body not been so decidedly…curved. In some way you quickly draw a connection between this new woman and Rangiku, her smooth and sensual body curved in all the right places including a massive pair of very delicious looking breasts. Shaking your gaze from her chest your eyes move to her face, a kind and welcoming glint in her chocolate brown eyes almost making you want to disappear into them for warmth and comfort. Her burnt-orange hair cascades down her back as the silken locks frame her face held by a cute pair of clips by her ears.

Just as you are about to ask the women their names and what brings them to ‘your’ roof top the black haired girl in white holds up a hand and from it springs a brilliant bow of bluish light, the magnificent manifestation of spiritual energy forming from a small cross on her wrist so quickly you raise an eyebrow in amazement. The girl quickly reaches toward the bow with her other hand and pulls back revealing a long threat of spiritual energy along with a bow made of blistering white light being prepared for launch, “I take it back Rukia-san, you were right about hollows being present.”

Without another word the woman launches her attack, the bright white condensed spear of energy launching directly for Tia without a second for anyone to think. For her part Tia is quick to reach behind her back and draw her blade, the fine steel being quickly held up in a blocking position so as to intercept the incoming projectile. However, you will have none of it and before anyone can so much as blink you pluck the spirit arrow from the air, the miniature version of the Quincy’s signature attack easily being stopped and crushed in your gloved palm.

“J-John-kun,” Tia mutters in amazement and gratitude as the Quincy arrow dissipated into nothingness, “Th-Thank you…”

You offer Tia a small smile before you turn to a now VERY surprised looking Quincy, a slightly blushing orange haired angel, and an incredibly nervous looking Kuchiki, “I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t start blindly attacking my friends ms...?”

“Ishida,” the black haired hawk eyed woman mumbles, “Uryu Ishida…how did you do that…and what do you mean friends? Better yet, who are you protecting a hollow in the first place?”

Turning from the newly named Ishida you give Rukia a tired sigh and shake of your head, “Kuchiki-san, if you please?”

“H-Hai Taicho…” Rukia mutters in mortification as she turns to the other two arrivals and starts to explain…