[center][h3]Nicholson Household[/h3]
[h3]Sunday - Night[/h3][/center]
[hider=Players]
[@LadyAnnaLee] - Sara
[@Yu Narukami] - Rei
[@BladeSS4] - Bakuto[/hider][hr]

The small, weasely hollow would find itself in a tight spot, the very fast Sho from Rei would manage to catch it before it could move out of the way, only to stumble and be struck by a Byakurai. Attempting to block, the claws on one hand would break, and the mask would graze. Such damage from just a basic spell, a single focused sword stroke would end this little rat, and like a little rat it squealed before disappearing in reflex, hiding itself in the shadow like it did before.

There was a moment of reprieve for the two, with Bakuto watching above he could probably predict where the little Hollow was moving, that is if his eyes weren't glued onto the strange movement from inside the Nicholson house. They had a chance here, it looked very unlikely the small invisible one would attack them without getting the advantage somehow, especially with the damage it has sustained, making it weaker, but on the other if they had to deal with something powerful then it could catch them at the worst possible moment. There was a chance other Hollow might appear too, given the activity, and that tonight seemed to be more active than normal.

The pager also went off as well, it seemed like Ouga was on his way, but it would be a little while. No word from Shouko though.

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[center][h3]Somewhere in Sagamiyama[/h3]
[h3]Sunday - Night[/h3][/center]

[@McNephelim] Tony[hr]

The strange, blue Hollow simply... Stood there, still bathing in the moonlight, even with the quip from Tony. It didn't matter at this moment that the pager seemed to be rather active, because with each passing moment there was a rising sense of danger from this... Curious thing. There was silence. For what seemed like a long time... Silence... Then, before Tony could feel the need to say more, it's head, turned, creaking and twitching, tilting and staring directly at Tony. To his question, it did not speak, it simply opened it's mouth, slowly, a low growl ringing out before it would finally roar, getting onto all fours in a distorted way, head tilting. What was this thing? Why did it move this way, unusual even for Hollow? And of course why was it a colour all it's own? Well... The overwhelming weight of it's strike would get one thing clear to Tony at least. This was a Hollow in a whole different league. Whether he would try to weather the blow, or evade, leaving behind a crater where he used to be, the battle had already begun for him. It's lanky body would be a pain for it's range, and it's unusual movement for keeping up with it and reading it.