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Baby Steps
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Seraph took in all the reactions given to his abrupt appearance and paced around formulating a proper response to their response. He walked around over to the obviously injured shinigami and ruffled up his hair, hoping to relieve that tensity he probably felt. Seraph wanted a fight, but not against one as weakened as he. "Chill man, right now you should be worrying about this cute adorable little girl right here. Why don't you two just go play doctor for a while and get some rest", he said with a chuckle shifting away from the shinigami to turn his attention to the hollow-like female artificial demon beside him.

He stood and bowed in respect to the bow given to him, a formality that he liked to perform. "Ah M'lady! My name is Seraph, but you all may call me whatever you'd like... as long as its in good tastes. From my world, I am the Octava Espada, an organization of beings known as Arrancars". He rose from his bow and tilted his hat over his mask while he massaged his hands. "So... learn anything of this timeless place?", Seraph asked, his white gloved hand toying with the hilt of his blade.

"Also... do all demons from your world appear as you do? I've never seen one before", he also asked earnestly in curiosity, imagining a city of Desco-like demons commuting on a daily basis. It was an amusing thought
"I've been here before, used to this kind of war. Crossfire grind through the sand. The orders were easy: 'It's kill or be killed'. Blood on both sides will be spilled."
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