Nijyuu-Shoutai / Loli Gaga and Funnyguy339

When she first opened here eyes, it stung her, sitting up, her vision only started returning, it seems she had no recollection of what had happened the day before, nor where she was now. It was complicated having no memories all together of who or what she even was to begin with, but this was not new to her. She was sitting on something soft, like a pillow but it was warm, alerted, she shot up with a ridiculous look on her face, there was another person there, facing the ground, possibly dead. "shiiiiii....." she thought back hard enough, counting the number of drinks she had, if she even had any she could not remember. This was like a bad dream, she shouldn't have had watched that movie Hangover, she shouldn't have laughed at those funny scenes, because now, it was happening to her.

She grabbed a stick and started poking at the possibly dead body with her. "Heey, wake up? Are you dead?"

Michael finally wakes up and feels a stick poking his side. He pushed himself of the ground and gets up, he dusts himself of and stretches his muscles, a loud cracking sound was heard from his muscles all pressing against each other and stretching. He clicked his neck to each of there sides.

He looked down at himself and saw how his shirt was all torn however the lower half of his clothing was untouched.

"Looks like I'm not dead yet."

He grabs hold of his torn shirt and rips it off and throws it to the side. He picks up his two Zanpaktous, spins them around and then withdraws them into there sheaths. He looks to the young girl next to him and then gives her a strange look.

"Have we met before?"

She avoided the shirt of the 'dead person' it went flying out of no where followed by a whooshing sound like blades where being run against the air. And her senses proved right, the person sheathed two blades into place, which were supposed to be their in the very beginning, but it seems, if they were in his hands the whole time, it made their situation even more complicated than it already was. Rei sighed, only hearing the persons voice now. "Im not sure, prolly." she answered vaguely. "This happens to me all the time, dont worry about it."

She only knew a few things about who she really was. One, Seven had sealed her memories when he broke her zanpakuto. Two, when her zanpakuto broke, the pieces scattered all over the world, and with every piece, a memory she held dear. And three, she was once a shinigami captain.

That aside, she sighs before looking up and finally, asks. "So... where do you think this is?"

Michael looked to the girl.

"You need to stop drinking."

Michael looked around the area and could only see plane land with an odd landscape. He smelt the air and could smell blood and blades.

"Hmm... no idea, but this place reeks of blood."

He looked to the young girl. "Don't tell me it's that time of the month again is it?"

Michael gave her a strange and yet slightly worried look, he hoped he was smelling dead carcases instead of what he mentioned.

She took one step back followed by a drastic expression change, arn shaking, she pointed a finger at him. "YOU!!! You couldn't possibly be...??" she was blushing, even slightly embarrassed but even then continued. "A pervert!!"

On the other hand, aside from the fact that this man had inhuman olfactory senses, she had to agree, the strong smell of copper... blood, it was too overpowering that it was hard to ignore. She squeezed her fist feeling an old wound itch, she hadnt been in any fight in a while, not after the restoration of the world, but it seems it was unavoidable this time around, it felt necessary to be on gourd.

Michael facepalmed himself.

"No... I am not a pervert. However."

Michael looks up once again and looks around. "This place seems fart too quiet and peaceful to be legit... the air is filled with blood and the use of worn out metal. Where do you think we could be?"

Michael began to walk around the area that they were in trying to see if he could find anything or anyone.