Crossing Thoughts [INV/MARCIA]

It was annoying...the obvious eyelash stuck in his eye. His left index finger diggeed around in the crevices of his left eye as he annoyingly tried to fix out any material that was causing his eye to seize up, as it would normally do if there was an object stuck in. With one drag across his eyelids, he finally dislodged it. But with this, came a new level of annoyance that had its own complexity. The white haired Shinigami, Satoshi, stuck his left hand back in his pocket as he normally had them in, and had began to once more through the streets at his normal pace. But a peaceful walk this fine evening was clearly not an option for a Shinigami, as there had always seemed to be something happening in the world. From a simple hollow attack, to a war. The world beyond that of a human's comprehension was nothing short of problematic, and yet simultaneously fulfilling. With this thought, it was as if Satoshi had signaled to someone, somewhere, that something to disrupt his internal must happen. A wave of spiritual energy had washed over district, and quite near his own person as well. Satoshi's figure stopped in place in a tall, solid structure. He raised his head in a massive sigh, releasing a white cloud of vapor into the dusk air. He tilted his head back down and began to focus. After a few moments of concentration this energy signal, he could clearly make it out as a hollow.

However, this Spiritual pressure wasn't nearly as primal as that of a normal Hollow's, so he could only come to a single and yet troubled assumption. An Arrancar. However, this wave of energy's wasn't overwhelming, nor was it passive. With this deduction, Satoshi could tell this Arrancar's level of energy released was near Satoshi's own capabilities of energy output, unless the Hollow was holding back. Satoshi's right foot shifted in the direction of the energy signal, and with one sharp turn, his entire being turned acutely toward the Hollow. His cloak had trailed in the direction of Satoshi's turn, while flapping in the light breeze that had carried the scent of Human, and now Hollow.

With the Shinigami's previous thoughts of needing ally's, he was either going to be in a very good mood, or a very bad mood. As usually, every Hollow and especially Arrancar's that he has come across has not wanted to simply play nice. With this shift of his stance, Satoshi's topaz eyes locked onto the girl standing completely still in alert and attention toward himself. His face had shown a simultaneous mixture of amusement, and worry. For one, this particular area was completely loaded with souls, so being forced to deal with an Arrancar right here could prove to be a problem. But, this conversation didn't necessarily have to turn into a bad one, and he had foreseen no reason for it to do so. Content to move this confrontation elsewhere, but on alert, he had began slowly walking toward her destination. He had purposely continued to hide his spiritual energy the best he could to avoid any sort of pre-battle hints that revealing it might give off. This Arrancar's first mistake was allowing her energy to be shown right off the bat, as now he could gauge the situation properly. As Satoshi had approached at about 20 meters away, the step that would mark 19 meters had never reached the ground. With a sound similar to a flag flapping in the wind while his body dissipated, Satoshi made use of his flash step to get closer in a much faster pace. This shunpo had brought him about 10 feet away from her, in a pocket of people. When he had re-appeared, his eyes were not on her, but the items that she had on her as he made note of her available arsenal and tools. Much to his confusion, she had many material possessions that humans had come to use.

"You know, I heard Humans' newest set of laws are on hollow misdemeanors." As much as this comment had sounded humorous, Satoshi's face had shifted to something more serious and confrontational, as he awaited fearlessly for the Hollow's first move.

Running away from his was probably the worst thing the lady could have done in this situation. With the intent only to engage in a motive revealing conversation, the Arrancar had used her Sonido to move a short distance away from him on top of the building. He had noted that he Sonido had been quick enough to reach the building before he got to her, however, the distance she had to close was less significant then the one he had to close. Applying that, he was still not sure who was the faster person. Nor was he sure her impression that using his Shunpo had made on her, as he knew that using such techniques could allow people to analyze abilities. However, this was only in the back of the Shinigami's head. His right hand went up to scratch the white scruff that was growing on his chin. He was still looking at where she had used to be, but had slowly raised his head upward towards her position. He opened mouth as if to speak, but only a large yawn had come out, followed by an un-amused sniffle of his nose. He stuck his hand back in his pocket. Realizing that she had thought of this flash step as an aggressive action, he could only come to the conclusion that she had a reason to run. Either because she had something noteworthy in that little sack of her's, or she had been attacked by other Shinigami before. Either one was an equal possibility.

"Listen grasshopper, I'm sure we can both agree that running into each other is a recipe for hardwired chaos. But unless you come down there and tell me exactly what you're doing in a human shop, in a city full of human's, Im going to have to take you running as a motive." A huge grin cracked across half of Satoshi's face, his expression turning from something serious, to something a bit more sinister, and oddly, satisfaction.

"So uh..lets say you drop your little purse and we have a nice talk, unless I have to come up there."

He had seen his fair share of Hollow abilities, and he knew that Arrancar's capabilities with them were enhanced. With this thought, he knew that having to tango with one was probably not the greatest philosophical idea of the 21st century. Regardless, if she had something to hide, he wanted to be enlightened. He was quite interested to know what a little Arrancar girl was doing in the streets of Naruki city, in a human store. He was pretty sure that being an Arrancar had implied the fact that you had better things to do then act out a life as an inferior race. His eyes kept on this Woman, with a grin of satisfaction, but with the eyes of wonder.

Oh boy. Satoshi's head pointed directly to the ground, and his whole body started to shutter, along with a slight noise. As his body movements got more obvious, and the sound got louder, one could eventually tell he was laughing to himself. When he lifted his head back up, and shook his head to get the white out of his face, he his laughing had turned into the occasional chuckle, and a sigh. He looked to his left and saw a man walking towards Satoshi, unknowing the Shinigami was there. "Hear that, friend? She's 'Shopping.' " He said it as if the Human was actually going to reply, but the Shinigami stepped out of the way as the human passed by him with not a care in the world.

Satoshi looked back up at the Arrancar, and had realized that her hand had been stuck in her purse the entire length of the conversation. He could only assume that she was either about to pull out a pen and paper to write that joke he just heard down, or she was clutching onto something a lot more dangerous then that. At that moment, he also realized that he couldn't actually visibly see the Arrancar's sword on her person, and he doubted any sort of Arrancar would have it leave their presence. For now though, it was not his concern.

"My apologies, dearest. But considering not a single human is looking at a Hollow standing ontop of the building she just practically vanished and re-appeared on, that's a direct lie. Frankly, I don't like the weather down here. So I'm coming up. Feel free to draw your Zanpakuto on me...wherever you have it hidden."

He had eyeballed her bag for that last sentence. As much as this could escalate into a more violent situation, he had a feeling that this Hollow was not stubborn enough to draw a sword in him so quickly, as that would be jumping to conclusions rather early. Both of his hands had exited his pockets, and his body language as well as his facial expression had shifted into something a little more at alert, but he hadn't had the intention of actually getting into a confrontation with her unless it was absolutely necessary. Nevertheless, trying to avoid him was going to end badly either way, as it was his duty to make sure anything she was doing in this city wasn't going to harm the people even though his thoughts weren't actually about the humans themselves. He had a reputation to keep in the Soul Society for now, and he couldn't let one little slip up by a female Arrancar screw it up. He reared his legs and cocked his body frontward while he bent his knees, he shot his body directly upward, making no movement to hint that he was actually coming any closer to the building. As he got slightly above her in height with the jump he made, he slammed his feet down onto the air particles beneath him, and they planted as if there was sturdy ground beneath him anyway. Being at eye level, Satoshi had looked her in the eyes and managed to get a better view of her, and whatever nonsense she tried to pull. 'This oughta be fantastic' He thought to himself. No way something like this could become boring for him.

"I'm getting a little tired of asking, so we'll try this one more time. One, what are you doing in my city? Two, you got any of that human juice on you? Shit's good."

Out of all the different evolutionary stages of Hollow's that he read about, it Arrancar's were the most advanced. So why was it that this particular one had acted like she never made it past Adjuchas in intelligence? His eyes slowly slid upward, and then to the right when trying to think of how to simplify what he was saying even more. This particular Arrancar either was being purposely quiet in order conceal her motives, or she was generally confused as to what the situation was. And taking into account that she had put her bag on the ground like had asked after he proved he wasn't going to be directly violent, the latter was probably the most likely. Satoshi had assumed that was where her Zanpakuto at the time, so even less of his attention was on if she was going to attack or not. With that thought in mind, he took a deep breath with his nose, and turned his body so that only the right side of his torso and arm were facing her, and he looked down at the crowds flushing through the streets.

"Look at them, Arrancar. They walk among themselves with absolute blissful ignorance, not knowing that their potential is much greater then anything they can comprehend. Their stupidity clouds them so much, they drag themselves down. And yet, for some reason, we Soul reapers are tasked with protecting them, and you Hollow's are naturally inclined to kill...I've never quite understood why. It was just hardwired into our very being. What I can't truly grasp, is why such an order in this world exists. An order that makes absolutely no sense, as clearly it has caused problems in previous times."

The expression on Satoshi's face had pity, yet disgust written all over it. When he had turned his body, he had made sure to incline himself to where his peripheral vision was just enough to make sure she wouldn't try anything. At the end of his little speech, he had turned back toward her and stared her straight down with a look he enjoyed the most. Absolute blood lust. This Arrancar was clearly not the naturalist at talking, and did not usually communicate through direct talking. As manipulative is Satoshi was, such words he had previously stated were clearly not going to sway her much. So, he decided to switch it up.

"I hate these worlds as they exist, Ms. Arrancar. They are self-destructive and naive in the entire sense of the words. They are pathetic, and deserve to cripple and burn in their own ashes. However, I'm sure someone who's..." He looked at the bag she set down "'Shopping' isn't going to be very concerned with that. Contrary to that, however, you shouldn't have to sneak around and run away from a Shinigami whenever you see one. No one should have to cower just like because of the very sight of something. Instead of just words, I will invite you to my little realm of action, and you're the first non-violent Arrancar I've seen in a long time."

Satoshi gripped his head...uh oh..his 'Other' personality was starting to get a bit over-zealous just talking about this. He grunted a bit and struggled to keep himself as sane as possible for the duration of the conversation. He hadn't beat someone to pulp in a few weeks, perhaps it was time to do it again. But not this one, this one he might need.

"Come with me to someone a bit less filled with the stench of human stupidity, and we'll talk more. Unless of course, you don't trust a man who clearly has made no attempt to attack you yet."
Satoshi pulled out the warmest smile he could, and put his left hand back into his pocket. With his right hand, he stuck it out and pointed to taller and wider building in Naruki city to which he suggested they could continue their conversation.

"Considering neither of us have tried to kill each other yet, we both have reasons not to. Unless you have better things to do. However, considering I'm a shinigami and you're a Hollow, I'd suggest taking the route that doesn't end in one of being dead. And I don't intend on dying today."

She was dead-beat serious...her-...herbivore? He was fairly certain that the majority of any species who ate solid food was a herbivore. Satoshi, for the first time in a while, was confused on the intent and meaning behind somebody's words. Not only that, but she most definitely wasn't very content to go anywhere with Satoshi. The Shinigami could tell that this Woman was a rather..deal-slammed-right-on-the-table kind of person. Unless she heard or saw something that was going to catch her eye, anything else was a lower priority and secondary in nature. He had deduced from this entire conversation that she had anxiety in these kind of situations. Not only had she initially ran from him, but she also seemed to lacking in sharp tongue's. But he'd have to hand it to her, she wasn't stupid enough to just walk away with someone just because they asked them too. With this mind, he knew there was most likely only way she would actually listen. An Arrancar who walks out of the shop for human items is most likely more interested in hands-on and materialistic possessions instead of simple words. Actions speaks louder, so to speak. Satoshi's smirk turned into something somewhat apologetic and he raised both his hands in a sort of 'Sorry' way. She didn't move anywhere, and he knew he couldn't exactly fight her in this situation. Especially when he knew full well that an Arrancar isn't exactly something you can just eliminate in one sweep like you usually could a lower class hollow.

"I'm not even going to comment on the amount of awkwardness that would normally have applied to any conversation."

Satoshi's sarcasm was forced to kick in at this point, as he was the type of person who couldn't resist such comments like that. But with that, it was time to actually get more serious with this. Frankly, Satoshi needed allies, and the time to gain them while they still existed was growing smaller.

"I won't stop you from leaving, since I have no right to act ill toward someone who doesn't seem to be in obstruction of my duties. However, I do want to ask you a question, since you don't seem to be the kind of person who is easy to persuade without taking a grain of salt with it. What if I told you.." Satoshi paused to consider his next words carefully. "What if I told you that you could have something you wanted that normally wouldn't be accessible to you. You clearly have a need for material possessions for whatever it is you desire. I have my own goals as well. Now, I don't expect you to listen to some random 'Herbivore', as it were." He chuckled to himself with that last word. "But, to be frank, I'm in need of things when it comes to it. And I'm sure you require things in this life that would otherwise be hard to acquire. I can help with that."

Being as clever with words as he was, this particular case was a bit of a slippery slope. He could no longer think of much to say to her, considering that she had a certain...inability to speak her intentions, whether they be false or not. He was going to attempt to speak more her language.

"There is no more need to avoid Shinigami, just like I find no need to avoid Arrancar's or the like."

Subtle was the only word to describe the change in Satoshi's facial expression. At first, it appeared as if this Arrancar wasn't going to cooperate, and that would have been a problem for him. But as he spoke his words, he could clearly see the words that he had spoken began to show in her face as a mix of excitement and agreement. With that in his head, Satoshi's inner personality couldn't help but laugh maniacally in his head, and the Shinigami did his best to hide this emotional response, as he was trying to remain level headed. Though he couldn't hold all of it back, as his warm smile had sort of shifted into a 'Gotcha' look with his eyes. At last, he had finally gained some composure in this conversation. Usually such Hollow's were innately angry and refused to help with anything out of pure spite for his race, but she seemed to have some potential as far as that went. He inhaled deeply and did a two second blink to reset his mind into a new train of thought, and his right hand gradually raised as he used all of his fingers to point to the higher building he had originally pointed at in the first place, knowing that the roof-top was going to be a good watch point, as well as more silent place of conversation to think a bit better. He was about ready to gag with the smell of human, as every so often, he had to reset himself with a long walk away from them to avoid killing them himself, which is the opposite of his job description.

"Excellent. That wasn't so hard, was it M'lady? If you don't mind, let us speak of this important topic a bit less..humany." He spoke with a gentleman's tone, and could think of no other word to describe the...vulgar presence of weak minded humanity.

As his hand drifted to his side, he simultaneously pulled his left hand out of his pocket to his side, as to keep on guard as they traveled to the other building. He turned his body to the Arrancar's left, and he began walking alongside the building they were already close to as to gain enough peripheral vision while walking to the skyscraper to avoid being caught off-guard with a back-stab. He rested his left arm upon his Odachi's above average length hilt and began walking up toward the building as if there were invisible steps.

"And, I can do you one better. I can give you any information you require on these topics. Location's, rarity's, amounts and so forth. For me to actually get you items...well that would require a bit more trust, wouldn't you agree?" He turned to look back at her with close eyes and a warm smile, then turned his head back toward the building."

"Tell me, what is your name?"

He had realized the misunderstanding of his words on the Arrancar's part. In order for a clear understanding of what exactly he was offering, he knew he was going to have to be a bit more direct with what he was saying to her, as trying to beat around the bush when talking to her clearly was not going to work, as in his eyes, she was a person who took things in a more direct and literal manner. His words were obviously striking something in her mind, as she had taken a direct path away from Satoshi. He wasn't quite sure if this was to purposelly avoid being in direct attack range of him, or to show that she wasn't as hostile as he had thought she would be. Nevertheless, she was a being that was not to be taken lightly. In his experiences of learning, Arrancar's were often unpredictable in terms of speaking what they wanted, but simultaneously direct in terms of what their goals were when they spoke to him. She had interesting behaviour toward him, and it was continously getting more curious. When he spoke, he had eventually convinced her to hear his needs and offer out, but she seemed to be a bit cautious with what he had to say, so he knew she wasn't unintelligent. However, she had shown no sign of being absolutely non oblivious to his intentions. He had also seen the look of slight confusion as well as awareness on her face when had spoken, which gave him an indication that he couldn't be sloppy with his wording. He had to test his limits with how well he would be able to handle her in these situations.

Seeing her Sonido onto the rooftop gave me an inclination of impatience, or rather a different mindset on how to go about things. He was in no hurry to get to where he needed to be now that she was ready to hear what he had to say, and kept walking on his steady pace toward the building until his final step in the air eventually brought his foot to plant on the edge of the building, and step up with a bent knee, and hop from the ledge onto the platform where they would finally speak. It was interesting to him how she had seemed to contradict her facial expressions with simultaneous facial expressions of different kinds. Which means he was making an impression that was probably making her a tad bid confused as to his direct motives. As they were now both on the building, he had crossed his arms in contemplation, and began pacing slowly with a sort of rythm to his walking in a half circular motion around the building rooftop, keeping his eyes toward her direction, but only occasionally making eye contact, his yellow eyes working their way across the sky and ground as if he was keeping an eye on something, but he was simply try to keep his mind away from over-thinking the situation.

"Well, Miss Cyrell. Allow me to add some constitution to my words, as I have not made them clear enough. These items that you would be so happy to acquire, while a lot of them do reside in the Soul Society where my fellow acquiantences hail from, a vast majority of them are out here."

He brought his hand out in no particular direction to show that the items can be found anywhere in the world.

"You seem to be colliding the meaning of my words. What I mean is, rather then just trying to allow you passage into the Soul society for these items, I could give you locations to the raw materials where there would be minimal to no resistance in acquiring them. And when I say trust is involved..I mean that getting you items that wouldn't normally allow themselves to be found just lying around in the real world, such as in the Soul society, we would have to have a better relationship. Something I'm sure you have..much experience with." The last words of his verse were riddled with sarcasm, as she had shown anxiety when it came to talking to him

"Acquiring items of such degree would be much more difficult then getting you the items to make them. By doing you one better, I mean that I wouldn't have to risk both of our lives by trying to get you something that would be innately treacherous getting just myself."

He had shifted his body directly toward her.

"You clearly have a talent, and even a drive to find things of value, and then make them into something unique. And I have a drive to gift people deserving enough with these 'things' that they so desire. I'll be honest, I have no interest in the well-being of my own Society. My people are...self interested as I'm sure you have found me to be so far. I'm also sure that you're intelligent enough to know that not everything is as it seems. Just by your composure, I can tell you do not trust me. And that is perfectly fine, as you are aware I cannot trust you myself even though it is quite unusual for someone such as myself to go out of my way to help you. But to be clear, some people in this world deserve things that others do not see the value you in. You see interest in making naturally unusable things, into stuff of absolute wonder."

Satoshi realized how boring he sounded, and decided to correct his tone.

"But, enough of this simplicity. It was never my strong-suit. I love the complexities in life. To summarize, I can gather you're the type of person who isn't dedicated to something just because someone asks you to be. You probably require results of such promises. I need help, Cyrell. And as much as I would like to do these things by myself, some things are just simply beyond the reach of individuals, and require people more adept at things that others are not."

"I am Satoshi Yamada, Soul Reaper. I do not require your trust, nor your loyalty as I have done nothing to earn either. But what I do wish for, is a chance to show you that these things in this world are not as they should be. You shouldn't have to walk around with such views of Shinigami wanting to kill you, and we ourselves shouldn't view you as morally evil. Helping you is something that would help both of us, if allowed. As much as it sounds a bit cliche', I would like to form a sort of temporary partnership in which I can assist you with whatever you need to build, and in return...I gain the right to earn your trust."

Hm...a heads or tails. Satoshi had seen this little mini-game several times for decisions, but found it trivial, and usually the person who did it had a preconceived opinion of what they truly wanted to do anyway. Was this girl really going to give up the chance of items with a simple coin-flip? How uncouth and boring. Nevertheless, he had no time to waste on somebody who wasn't at least partially commited. He had no interest in trying to put his effort into someone who was one foot in and another foot out on these matters, but he did think that perhaps she was conflicted, and this was the only way to put an ease to such a confliction. He wondered what the actual cons of believing him would be where she thinks she'd have to leave it up to a scrap of metal. He looked unamused. For such extensive explanations from himself, she didn't really have much to say. This girl seemed like the type of person to have a lack of deal making experience.

As the couin began to surge toward him, he held his hands out and released a partial amount of Reiatsu in order to suspend the coin just before it actually reached his hand. He had no intention of touching an item from an Arrancar, especially since he had no idea what she was quite truly capable of yet.

"A coin flip is a bit lacking in terms of flourish when it comes to this whole deal-making thing, wouldn't you agree? Since you're the one to accept or deny this offer, I'd say it'd be your responsibility to flip it. That, and I see no reason why your very important business..." He said while glancing at her purse "..cannot wait while we discuss this further, but I am not one to argue with someone elses agenda's. Back at ya, missy."

Satoshi lifted his hand upward slightly and sent another surge of of reiatsu to send the coin into a quick flip back toward her, and expected her to catch it in a way that would allow them the results she so desired from the coin.