A Rose By The River

"Surprised you can wear so little considering it's November." An overly cheerful voice from behind Roselia chirped. If the Arrancar decided to turn around. She would be greeted with the sight of someone with even more distinctive hair than her!

Clad in his familiar green jacket and wrapped up warm, Liam smiled down at the plant matriarch. His breath visible in the cold air. Signifying that he was very much a living being. And a living being that could see her as well. In any other town this would be considered an oddity. But Karakura town and its' outlying areas were pretty much the spiritual center of Japan and a good portion of eastern Asia.

"Surprised to see so many flowers this late into the year." He commented, actually bending down on one knee in order to take a closer look at some of the flowers. Seemingly completely unafraid of what should indeed be his clan's natural enemy. There wasn't a single hint of tension in his body.

Of course, anyone who knew Liam would know he didn't care what race someone was. It was the individual that mattered to him. So it was only natural for him upon seeing an unfamiliar being with a level of Reiatsu approaching his own that he goes and says hi. Chances are he could make a new friend.

The fact that Roselia took the form of an attractive woman certainly helped things in regards to Liam's friendliness.

"How much would you charge me if I said I wanted to take a few of these?"

Liam grinned as he was teased over his choice of words. "We live in a surprising world don't we?" He chuckled, at least this one seemed to want to trade jokes. That was a good sign. Liam was rather thankful he had run into the seemingly civil ones. It was rather refreshing in the face of the many feral Hollows he had to forcibly throw back to their realm.

He was slightly disappointed when he couldn't take home any of the flowers. But in the end it didn't really matter. He could always just shell out some cash to buy some. "Shame." He began, actually sounding somewhat disappointed. "But I guess I'll just have to enjoy your company instead."

Settling down next to the newly opened spot. Liam turned his head to face Roselia fully. "Name's Liam." It seemed only proper to finally introduce himself. Manners needed to be upheld in the face of a lady after all.

"I'm not familiar with the flower in front of me. Pray tell what is its' name?"

....God. Really Liam? It hasn't even been a full two minutes and you are already flirting with her! For god's sake! Can you ever think of anything else while in the presence of a female.

Oh who are we kidding. Of course he cant.

"Roselia." Liam parroted. A plant user with such an appropriate name. Not very imaginative mind you. Granted as far as he knew, Hollows chose their own names. So chances are she took such a name when she was still dominated by nothing more than her instincts. It probably just stuck with her then.

His nostrils tingled slightly as a pleasant aroma entered them. It did not take a genius to figure out that it was coming from the woman next to him. After all, many carnivorous plants let out attractive scents in order to properly entice unknowing victims.

He couldnt help the small smirk that spread across his face as the hand was extended for him to kiss it. This one fancied herself regal did she? How interesting. At the very least his initial meeting with her went far better than it did with the other monarch he met. Sure, Cybele was nice and all. But threatening to kill someone and then locking them up in their dungeon didn't make for a good first impression.

But enough of that, it didnt do well to think about a different woman while in the presence of another. Playing the part of a gentleman, Liam took the offered hand and placed a gentle, chaste kiss on the top of it. He probably shouldn't have been that surprised about the dew. She was covered in leaves after all.

"True. Not many humans stay out late. I'm no different. I just happened to come across you while heading home." Leaning back so he was now lying down on the cold ground, facing the slowly darkening sky. Liam continued. "Just thought I would say hello." Crossing his arms behind his head as an impromptu pillow, Liam turned slightly to get a better look at the Arrancar. "What about you? What brings you out here?"

He didn't react much as the older woman began to play with his hair. While he was finding a good deal of pleasure in such a position. Liam was no fool. The woman was getting very touchy-feely to a complete stranger. Let be known, as much as Liam loves the fairer sex. He is capable of thinking with his higher brain even in situations such as this.

Even so, he still couldn't fight back the blush that spread across his face as a mature body pressed against his own. Sure he knew logically that there was something up with this situation. But his body was acutely aware of the fact that a very attractive woman was snuggling up against him. Not an unpleasant experience at all.

He certainly didn't let his disappointment flash across his face as she pulled back. Not one bit.

"Sorry to hear about that. Being alone is rarely enjoyable." He asked, trying (and failing miserably) to keep his embarrassment from his voice and face. Oh he probably looked quite the fool in front of her. The hormonal teen he really was deep down was coming to the surface. Despite all his discipline and mental focus, Liam was still a sixteen year old male. Currently lying on the ground next to a rather flirtatious older woman.

Here's hoping Roselia doesn't try to push him too far. Who knows what will happen then?

Oh, so she had a harem in the past. One that was lost somehow for reasons unknown to Liam. The woman then attempted to take advantage of Liam in order to satisfy her own desires. Understandable.

Wait a second. No it isnt! In fact, something like that is morally repugnant. This woman wanted Liam's body and had planned to whisper sweet nothings into his ear in order to gain it. Liam! Draw your bow and teach this vile succubus a lesson!

"Here. Dry your eyes. I hate seeing a beautiful woman cry."

Why were you handing her a hankerchief!? Not even you are dense enough to not figure out what this woman was up to.

"Its alright to try to recapture the past from time to time. But remaining fixed it can be unhealthy." With a sigh, Liam picked himself up into a sitting position, crossing his legs, Liam looked at the woman before him. Eyes inquisitive as he tried to figure her out. Was it simple desire that drove her. An effort to recapture her glory days? Or did she have some sort of ulterior motive.

Gone was the hormonal teen that she had wrapped around her little finger a moment ago. This was Liam when he was actually acting somewhat serious.

"How did they fade away?" An interesting question to say the least, if this woman had so much in the past. Surely something interesting happened for her to end up losing it.

"They just left?" Disbelief was clear in his tone. If this woman did indeed have so much. It certainly seemed odd for it to just up and disappear like that. That simply did not happen. At least not without very good reason.

It was certainly suspicious. Crossing his arms behind his head, Liam once again lay down on the cool grass. "Seems to me that if they just wandered off like that. They didn't really care about you." An apt, if rather insensitive answer. One would be hard pressed to deny that he did have a point. If they did care for her at all, why leave? Either they were simply using her for some reason. Or she was possibly abusing them. "Or maybe they didnt like the way you treated them. Who knows really."

The latter option may hold more weight. Charming as the woman may be, Liam had been getting some rather unsettling vibes off her for quite some time now. Sure he had played along like a hormonal fool. But that was only to see how deep the rabbit hole went. Would she take the bait? React harshly and prove his suspicions? Or would she continue this little dance of manipulation and investigation?