Baba Yaga

She smirked a tad as Aza expressed her agreement with Cocoa. She supposed that was as good a name as any to assign to the little thing for now, though she’d ask what Aza wanted to call them later. For now she had a request to fulfill. 

"Hey, you're good at this-" She was cut off as Ajora kissed her again. Not as surprised this time, she reciprocated, placing her hands on the shorter woman's shoulders and pressing her lips back against Ajora's.

Man, this was nice. She'd never done this before. Sure, she'd had sex before, but... this was different. It was a warm feeling in her chest, and more like the middle part, not the usual place.

It was somewhat cute. Seeing the woman’s shift in expression and demeanor in response to her having managed to calm herself. She WAS a calm person after all, was it really so unusual that she had such command over her own emotions.  

When the woman finally pulled back, she allowed it, releasing them as they stared (slightly) up at her. Ajora smiled, giving them a few moments to collect themselves before a wolf whistle piped in from Aza’s shoulder. The little bird had naturally seen everything. The little thing was already begining to develop a sense of humor it seemed. 

"You're damn right, little guy." She nodded, grinning. She couldn't keep a smile off of her face at this point. It was the strangest thing.

Aza stared down at Ajora, getting a little distracted by her lips, now that she knew exactly what they felt like. And for a moment, she mused. It was amazing that someone so small and apparently frail could have such an entirely gigantic effect on her.

"Hey, you want to hit me with another of those? I've got nothing but time."

She could not believe what the woman was saying. Well she could, but even so it was somewhat uncomfortable for her. She had always figured she would say such thigns but hearing them made her surprised none the less.  She conceded to her fate of verbal torment, though at the sudden question, which sounded rather like a request, she paused. 

She pulled back after a moment, her face flushed.

She was pleased to find that Aza understood her, and quite well at that! The woman had grasped the fundamentals and even come to realizzation as to the scope of her capabilities, earning the woman a pleased nod and a smile.

"Naturally, yes. Suffice to say it is quite handy." She responded, that is until that devilish smile crept across her friend’s face and a much more meaningful aspect of her gift was brought to light. Needless to say it brought a wonderful hue of scarlet to the armored arrancar’s face.

"You fancy me!" Azalea chuckled loudly, practically bursting with laughter. Granted. She had known this for a while. But it was hilarious the way that Ajora was getting so embarrassed about it.

She had prepared for such a reaction. Well she had prepared for a great many reactions. Violence. Shock. Confusion. Fear. So many things.

Curiosity? Well it was not the worst of responses to the unknown. And certainly the woman was due some answers if anything. 

"It is actually two abilities. First, materials that are caught within my ring that are nonliving are subjugated. I gain control of them, and they then belong to me. My second ability, is to fracture myself, and plant a shard into material that I have subjugated, and from  which takes root and blooms into life. It is…. both simple, and rather complex." She noted as she gently ran an armored finger along the underside of the little bird’s chin before the little thing flew up and to her shoulder, those tiny little wings were like a hummingbird’s: Propulsing it’s substantial weight with an audible buzzing noise. 

"Huh." It was a bit complicated, but Aza felt that she understood it. She can control nonliving things with her mind, and she can animate them with bits of her soul. 

"So you could make big golems and stuff to fight for ya, too?" That'd be pretty wild, like making a team all your own. But then, of course, the other implication of the gift came to her mind, and a smile grew across her face.

A nod of her head in response to this. That certainly made sense she supposed. With that realization came the blossom of inspiration to her mind, a lovely thing that brought a smile to the woman’s lips. That little band of energy slowly closing around the stone before disappearing into it’s surface. For a brief moment there was nothing, until the stone shifted, unfurling itself as the stone uncurled, a little stone bird shaking itself awake as it stood up in her palm. The little thing looked around, hopping about before turning to Ajora and chirping, having lost none of it’s stone qualities as it looked at Aza.

Azalea eyes the thing skeptically. She'd just changed the form of that stone without exerting any effort at all, it seemed. Just what kind of Arrancar had she been shacking up with? But still, this thing was gonna heal her?

"It would... but how the fuck didja do that? Just making some kinda fuckin living bird out of stone? What kinda power have you been keeping to yourself, A.J.?"

Maybe not the best time to try out a nickname, but it came to her suddenly, and she didn't want to waste any time.

She considered for a moment, idly tumbling the stone through her fingers for a moment before glancing back up to Aza.What indeed should she make from it? It wasn’t as if there was any sort of restriction. A small ring of her reiatsu forming around the little thing, that barely filled her palm. 

"I like to go fast." She stated, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "I like... not dying. Uh, eating's nice, too. So's fucking. Uh. I like making fun? Talking to you, I like. Other than that... I mean, it's desert. I like playing in the sand."

            “Who so says the Strong need Roar

            Invite themselves be Silenced”

She was a bit surprised. She hardly thought Aza the type to miss others. Even so it did make her rather happy to hear it, and especially happy when the woman hugged her back, of course she had to deal with the odd sensation of the more developed woman pressing against her. This was the first time the two of them had hugged, and the first hug anyone had given Ajora. It was everything the books had promised.

"I actually have something for you." She piped up as memory suddenly struck her, reaching into her clothes for a moment before producing a small stone, the same color as Aza’s skin. 

She got her a present? Well, wasn't that just sweet. Azalea hadn't gotten her anything in her absence, but she figured that was fine, since she hadn't known that there was going to be a gift exchange when she had returned.

"'s pretty." It was the same color as her skin... wasn't that neat? And to pick out that rock from all the other rocks by color alone? That was pretty incredible. "What were you gonna make out of this?"

She smiled at the gentle poke to her gut, her hand lightly finding rest upon the other woman’s wrist as fingers lightly curled around them in so soft an embrace, snaring the woman’s appendage and using it to pull them in.

"I’m glad. That you’re alright." She stated softly, her gentle gaze drifting lightly from Aza’s head to her toes before doubling back and locking eyes with her.

Though it surprised her, she wasn't nearly as skittish as she had been in the past, and moved into the hug graciously.

"Hey, I missed you too, yanno? It's weird."

A soft nod in response. “Good. Should they have been so dense as to follow you here, I dare say you need not worry over them again.” She noted, smiling as she reached out and lightly placed an armored palm upon the other arrancar’s shoulder.

"Hey, I eat well." When she could. She didn't like fighting, since it implied risk. But she got scraps where she could. Didn't need to eat much. "And you're one to talk, you're a little thing." Aza poked Ajora in the stomach, smirking.

The arrancar nodded softly as she circled her friend, inspecting them for any injuries as they explained. 

She watched her, if only out of habit... her... friend seemed just fine. Good.