Just a girl and a boy [Open]

Things were relatively quiet in the Soul Society as Vice Captain Nagatsumi strode through the 5th Division, paperwork in hand, as she approached her Captain's office. Knocking twice firmly but respectively she waited for a reply, but when none came, she attempted to knock again, three times and much louder. But still no answer. Sighing, Cornelia opened the door slightly, sure that Captain Mishima was simply taking a nap once again and peeked into the room only to find it empty. Entering, the female shinigami set the files front and center on his desk before taking time to write a small note explaining that he needed to go over the files to sign and approve new transfers and regular financial shifts.

Wondering absently where he had disappeared to now, she turned to exit his office but was suddenly sensed a flare in Izaya's spiritual pressure, making her pause and concentrate harder on that area in the Rukongai, and was able to discern that he was with another soul reaper of about Vice Captain level spiritual pressure before his pressure skyrocketed and another presence revealed itself. Arrancar. Lavender eyes snapping open, Cornelia closed the office door behind her before she shunpoed out of the 5th Division towards her Captain's location. She had no doubt that he would likely be able to handle the Arrancar himself. Assuming that the hollow was alone and there weren't any other extenuating circumstances. But it was always better to be safe than sorry. So she released her bankai, Satetsu Kaiho along the way, sure that it would be needed once she arrived. It didn't take her very long to reach the area and when she did, the first thing she saw a loud cloud of smoke from the remnants of an explosion and near the center, she could feel her Captain's reiatsu. The second thing she noticed was a kido barrier surrounding the area.

Cornelia shunpoed into the smoke and stated in a low voice, "I came to assist you Captain Mishima." She still kept her spiritual levels capped, so with any luck, the Arrancar hadn't yet seen or sensed her yet. "Suna Bunshin." Sand formed next to the two soul reapers to a near exact replica of herself. Once fully formed, it rushed out of the smoke cloud, straight for the arrancar with sword raised to make a downward vertical blow.

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This fight was seeming to begin to get nowhere, just a push of back and forth with the styles of combat the captain as well as the Espada herself. Quite enjoyable to say the least even if she were to lose this rush of fun and challenge was more than she had expected to come across this day. The child looking girl would smile almost happily while she watched the bellow of smoke hide Captain Mishima's figure from her. Having such a close call with that cero she thought some time to gain his wife would make things a little more enjoyable for them both. Even with the way things were going the slight bit of actual usage wasn't taxing at all from what she could tell of herself, but more of a physical taxing was a little more accurate. It was easily playable to have such a thing hidden beyond any form of appearance of the eye anyway, so she had no worries aside from more Shinigami showing up to make this fight less fun.

A strange feel of reiatsu filled the area around where Madison and Izaya had stood as a large barrier like border encased herself and him inside it. She paid no special mind to it really, it only hopefully me at it kept others from interfering and the other shinigami had been outside of it. At least now she wouldn't have to worry about her getting involved thankfully enough.

Before she could even speak, she felt another presence around the area, this one lower than even Izaya's, but still rather powerful in itself, possibly a second in command to him if anything. "And here I had thought the one on one would be nice, captain." She spoke calmly, watching a darting figure coming towards her. This figure was doused in reiatsu, which didn't tell her whether this was some kind of clone or some powered up technique. The girl had purple hair, but more of a normal purple shade from Madison's own color. Within the blink of an eye, the child sized Espada sparked a nice plan in her mind. With a Sonido in unison, a clone would replace Madi's place, not moving a hair from its spot as he woman would collide with it. Upon collision, an explosion would erupt and disperse the body of the woman into pieces if she wasn't as strong as she seemed with a fluke attempt, or just bodily harm her otherwise. 5 meters back, the girl would sigh and brush a bit of her bangs from her face and rest the blade against her shoulder. "That was rude of you madam. At least identify yourself before you rush in like that. Have some warriors quality at least." She spoke up, rather blunt and insulting, not that it wasn't truthful otherwise. "Captain Mishima, would you kindly either step out form the smoke or wait for it to clear before we continue fighting? Surprises are starting to make me lose the fun and commitment in this fight." Her own clone would be unnoticeable to have been see. As such unless the girl had been the real thing, though that was still to be questioned until the small smoke that picked up of dirt had cleared aside from the larger one that blocked her view.

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Izaya was quite displeased by the amount of intrusions that were taking place in his battle. Izaya was being underestimated and that wasn't something he liked for people to do. Even though this fight would have looked a bit sloppy on his part, he was still a Captain, a perfectly capable Captain at that. Barrier spells had been cast and even his own Vice-Captain had entered the fray. Izaya sighed and closed his eyes. This was clearly a fight that could have waited, he blamed himself for taking action so soon. Izaya raised his flame affinity spiritual pressure to heights that hadn't been seen throughout this entire battle. The area would become thick with intense heat and stinging gust of wind. It wasn't a threat to the Espada, but it was a sign of dissatisfaction as it caused the smoke within the area to clear. Izaya sheathed his zanpakuto and as he did so, his shortly-lived frightening reiatsu had instantly died down. As he opened his eyes, one would be able to see his silent rage. As he spoke, his voice had become more emotionless than it had been all day.

"Vice Captain Nagatsumi, put away your zanpakuto......"

Izaya looked in April's direction.

"Vice Captain of the 4th Division, release this barrier..."

Izaya had now fixed his angered gaze on the Espada.

"This fight here is done, I will not pursue you any longer Madison, but I must ask that you leave the Seireitei."

Izaya was deadly serious in his commands, and anybody who spoke against them would surely feel the wrath of his flames sooner than later. Izaya figured Madison would take him up on the offer since she claimed that she originally didn't come here to fight.

(Sorry for the lack of wait for an order, but I just figured it would be better to do this and help end quicker xD)

Madison waited as the woman whom charges at her had turned to sand and fell to her side, losing all its momentum rather quickly. Just as she thought, the woman could make things or maybe just herself from the sand and use it o attack, but her ability to do so was very concentrated. Maybe that was a shikai or one of those bankai that are rare to come by with shinigami. Either way she looked at it, it seemed to be that she was in a disadvantage. 3 shinigami versus the sole Espada wasn't what she had in mind when she came in here, however she was ready to fight or die trying to do so.

Here was no movement as the small statured being stood starring at the flaring pressure coming from Captain Mishima. It wasn't enough at all to intimidate her, but the others it may work on. He seemed to be as annoyed as she was- no much more irritated with the interference of the fight, but she couldn't blame them either. He ordered them with a sharp tongue to stop all combat immediately, making sure he had shown his rage and seriousness of his lack of patience with them. All of it was peculiar to her on why he would do such a thing, but she remained quite silent as she let him finish his orders.

Izaya turned to Madison, the look in his eyes sharp and like daggers. He wanted her to leave?? After all this and what he said, just like that she would get to leave? She hesitated for a moment, her mind in a debacle of what to do. Her pride as a swordsman was strong. It wanted her to fight even with the odds against her, but her common sense told her not to take it for granted. She chose the latter and sheathed her sword, sighing and shaking her head lightly as she walked forward. "I am grateful for your care for me, it's been quite some time since I've ever had that, though I don't very much understand that emotion of care you shinigami have, but I would be a fool not to take it." She paused a couple feet from Izaya and held her left hand out with her palm faced sideways and facing the body for a handshake. "Please accept this handshake, Captain Mishima. I wish one day to pick this fight up when're we left off and see whom is the stronger swordsman. I swear on my blade I will not deceive you, nor would I ever do anything dishonorable to a warrior." She indigo orbs peered right into Izaya's, refusing to move a muscle until she had been given the shake or denied it, though she would not blame him should be decline it either.