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"thats interesting, gonna keep that in mind"

he in his infinite wisdom yep he didn't care at all

Eric looks over at Mary " No that's not Aunt Stacy " Eric thought to himself

"i need more weapons, im jealous now"

gun gun gun gun sword gun gun anti tank rifle oh look another gun! yeah shade had plenty of guns

"Jesus man-"

*Ichigo hopped off her stool and walked out of the bar, pulling the scythe charm off her bracelet. As she does this, the scythe becomes full-sized. She stands out front of the bar and practices swinging her scythe as if she were fighting and using it as a pole she can use to kick or attack from high. Usually she only trains/practices when she's bored or getting ready to head back into the Underworld.*

" Hey I would give ya some, but I will be arrested. I work for the United States government " Amber said as she took a sip of her ice tea

oh trust me he has more just queen elizadork won't let him have them

*After training for about 5 more minutes, she sits cross-legged on the ground and lays her scythe down next to her. She pulls some sports tape out of satchel and wraps it around her knuckles/hands than she took off her shoes and wrapped her ankles/feet. She put her shoes back on and stood up, picking up her scythe. A warped portal opened up in which Ichigo stepped through, ready to crack some Underworld skulls at the Six Feet Under Arena.*

standing in the shadow near the arena was the first hassan he was nearly invisible to anyone the legendary king of the assassins known for killing all who saw him simply watched everything unfold

*She skipped merrily to the arena and once she arrived, she signed up as Yoake, her alias. The feline-like woman at the booth snapped a golden cuff around Ichigo's left wrist than had a minotaur man escort her to the line of fighters who were waiting for their chance to battle. In front of her was an Imp standing about 6' 3". He looked over his shoulder down at her and scoffed.*
"'Ows a lil' one like you, supposed to win 'ere, huh?" *The Imp smirked arrogantly. Ichigo stared into his eyes with a death glare than smirked and lifted her left arm up to show him the golden cuff.*
"Oh, I don't know... maybe I just skip the fighting and get straight to the winning." *The Imp's cheeks flushed red with anger than he turned straight ahead, clearly annoyed. She just shook her head with a smile, her heart racing, her urge to fight was growing as she got closer to the front.*

still he watched his blade meant for decapiting beings and stripping the immortality off gods stood stabbed into the ground

"Welp imma go see where she went, insert bad luck portal please"
a portal opened next to her
"thank you"
she walked through the portal and ended up in the arena
"geez"

*Once Ichigo was only 5 people away from fighting, a hellhound stood came into view in one of the tunnels that was meant for spectators to move through. Ichigo glanced at the dog and she soon realized that she wasnt in her Yoake-form. Eh, whatever.*
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*Finally, it was her turn. She stepped out into the arena with nothing on her since she returned her scythe to her bracelet. Her opponent, an Ogre woman, walked briskly into the arena. Just with one look, Ichigo could tell this woman was a well-seasoned fighter, which made her smile slightly. The Ogre grunted something that under breath as a loud 'Ehm!' echoed throughout the arena. A small troll with 2 feline woman next to him appeared in a bacony on the west end of the arena. He held his mic up to his mouth.*
"Ladies and Gents, I'm proud to announce our champion from last month, Yoake, has arrived!" *The crowd roared as he held his arms out.*
"Yoake, that Ogre is a century long victor of this fine arena. Before we start the match, do you wish to step down and allow her to take the win?" *The look Ichigo gave the troll was a mix of both offended and annoyed as if he asked an insulting question. The troll chuckled nervously and blew into a horn.*
"Let the battle commence!"

"sheesh this is professional-"

"thou will not intervene in her battle" he stood beside mary just watching the fight

"I wont unless someone goes on a massacre"
she looked at hassan, she studied him
"who are you?"

"the information thou seek is unnecessary but if you wish to have a name i am the old man of the mountain the first of the hassans"

"alright Hassan it is"
she sat down
"so old man, what is this?"