What do you want me to do about it?

She took off again, knowing he would follow she waited and timed it just right. Appearing behind him she had tapped his upper back near his shoulder, flashed a smile and took off.

So now it was left up to his eyes, to follow her, darting after each visage she left behind until---

He moved to turn behind him at the tap to his shoulder. An inquisitive eyebrow lofty at the sight of another wide smile from her.

“Catching? Are we talking a game of tag here? This is beginning to sound like it’s going to take effort.”

At this point he was talking out into empty air with nothing left but laughter on the wind. He slumped a little to one side, weighing his options with a gruff sigh to follow. 

“This better be worth it.”

          A sudden disappearance of each of his forms, he reappears high above, with only his eyes to rely on, it’s remarkable that there isn’t a trace of her, it wasn’t as though she could meld into shadows like the Captain he’d faced-- then again he knew nothing about her other than what he’d learned in this encounter. She was skilled in speed and held a very potent spiritual energy, on top of all of that she was apparently lively and active, a bit in the ways Lilynette is. 

ϟ                 She heard that it wouldn’t scare him off, and he wanted to be impressed. She laughed a bit at the thought, he wanted to be impressed, and the shock on his face of her so close meant she caught him off guard. She was doing good in her books, and having fun with it as well. It was the next thing and she felt it, a shift happened similiar to Shunpo but not quiet, it was what the arrancar’s used wasn’t it? The raised eyebrow and the man beside her made the cat’s expression turn slightly seriously.

“Not bad, let’s see how well you can keep up.”

“I can keep up just fine, question is--” 

The man’s visage is instantaneously gone, clear from view. 

Much like child’s play there are several empty versions of himself, just as many as she has in motion, effortless for him as he imagines it to be for her.

“Right, that all makes more than enough sense to me...”

The Cuatro, precise and to the point, the way he read situations and delivered information was efficient, taking up as little amount of time as possible when getting the message across. It was something Starrk could appreciate, at least. Listening, intently as data was shared, his mind riffled through the possibilities of which his foe might eventually end up being, one of those mentioned, it would be expected with what his rank was, even if it was troublesome, he preferred to be informed about what he could be dealing with. But he supposed any questions could come after this briefing.

          With a grumbling and reluctance carried by a sigh he stepped forward, raising a hand to scratch and rub at the back of his head. Yeah, he was up for once, as most would say. And Ulquiorra  was the fortunate one to have to deal with him, it would seem.

“Look, it’s not like I’m awake because I want to be.” 

          He knew full well what that expression being caste in his direction meant and honestly he didn’t want to bother with any of this any more than the next guy.