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Thor:

   You know, things almost seemed a bit too serene here, considering the warnings they were given about strange things lurking at the beach. He had yet to see anything himself, but that didn’t mean that the danger wasn’t still present.

   “Is it… really safe here?”

                     ❝ For all the sincerity behind the way the organization from the                      fifth sector boasts, one would assume so. It does not take much                      to spot its members seemingly patrolling the shores. I have seen                      no incidents along the water since they have, figuratively, taken                      up the mantle. ❞

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Kanda:

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          Patience as thin as ever, the swordsman grew tired of the sights available in this novel beach. Swimming wasn’t quite his forte, nor did he enjoy the cacophony the location provided; ultimately tranquility wasn’t easy to find.

          It wasn’t surprising that when one of the local crabs had approached him, he had no qualms with kicking the thing in any given directions. Needless to say, the lack of thought behind his action had sent the creature flying towards one of the beach-goers.

                “Watch it.”

   It was, only in the comical sense of the weeks’ events that permeated the atmosphere, seemingly fated that the six-limbed crustacean would plant itself firmly between her breasts, launched with the force of a professionally-thrown baseball, before ricocheting back to the ground, the force of the impact reverberating through the plates of the woman’s exposed bone mask. Her response was one of characteristic stoicism, a pair of irises that followed the creature’s path in its ascent and descent, though Harribel remained still nonetheless.

                     ❝ If that warning was reserved for the crustacean, perhaps                      it would be in better taste to direct your expression as well                      as your words towards it, as opposed to the stranger you                      just assaulted?❞

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Sung-Sun:

“Harribel-sama…” 

For a long moment words failed her. Relief was palpable through the fatigue that left her shoulders heavy and her body weak. All three of them had refused healing from Aizen’s princesa – at least until their mistress was seen to first. Sung-Sun looked for any hint of a wound across the older woman’s torso, any mark across her dark skin. There was none to be had; not even a scar. Closing her eyes, she steadied herself with a shaky breath as she moved to stand.

“Are you truly well…?”

    Truly well ... that was a physical sensation described in the present as a full weightlessness, was it not? The absence of shackles locked around one’s wrists, angry red bands of skin irritated past the bounds of her hierro left in their place. Truly well, it was the elation one felt upon finding their Fracìon together, healthy, alive. If freedom and family were the confines which bound such a physical state, she fell well within their lines. Harribel chose to echo such a state with a soft smile.

                      ❝ If my wellbeing were measured only in the elation experienced                        in the moment I found you alive and breathing, than ‘truly well’ is                       quite a poor limit for the state of my soul in the present state. What                       of yourself, how do you fare?❞

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Repede:

「Woof. Rrrrruff. 」

                     ❝ I see. I suppose I grew too used to those confined to an animalistic                      state still being able to converse naturally in my years trapped in                      Hueco Mundo. My apologies. I cannot make sense of your language. ❞ 

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Suigetsu:

Suigetsu was resting on the beach after catching some waves when he heard someone talking to him. 

“What are you getting at, lady?” 

                     ❝ I believe I was ‘getting at’ the false dorsal fins you wore only minutes                      prior that left many of the humans frequenting this beach crying out over                      the presence of aqueous predators in the premises. ❞

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Sung-Sun:

                     ❝If I’m correct, the ones who lack the ability to swim are the ones who wear those devices, Lady Harribel. I’m rather unsure as to why they are referred to as ‘wings’- though humans aren’t very logical, are they?❞

                     ❝ I see no merit in their ability to ‘assist’ in the action of swimming. They                      only aid slightly in buoyancy, a property humans have in plentiful bounds                      considering the aqueous makeup of their bodies, so why? There is no                      logic to such an invention whatosever. ❞

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coolheadedhozuki​

                     ❝ With but a glance, one of my kind could attribute you to be one who                      does not organically exist within the land of the living, yet you are far from                      familiar from what I know to be beings from beyond the land of the dead.                      I am curious, comparably so, I will admit. Is it within my means to ask                      of the nature of your Reiatsu? ❞

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kingmadarauchiha

                       ❝ I would be tense to believe you know not of the scale nor the                        immensity of your Reiatsu. I will only comment on such an obvious                        fact, and wonder of its true source -- for it certainly is read as more                        foreign than familiar. This city never ceases to surprise. ❞

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moonlightbuns

                      ❝ I am quite tired of these requests to reapply my sun protectant. Surely                       there must be some way to deter the offers. I would say I have no need for                       it, but without my Hierro, I am simply as susceptible as any human. ❞

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kinghozuki

                      ❝ Do you take pleasure in imitating large predatory fish? The other                        beachgoers do not seem to share the same reaction. If I remember                       correctly, humans share a communal fear of ... sharks. ❞

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shimekorose

                      ❝ I have no understanding of why humans would imitate adaptations                       used for flight to assist in the process of ... swimming? What is the                       point of ‘water wings?’ ❞

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lightningmoment

                      ❝ It seems this method of ‘beating the heat’ is not only exclusive to                       humans, then? It is oddly reassuring, in a way, to see so many souls                       lost in this weather communing in a central place. My memories hold                       no such places or senses of unity. Strange. ❞ 

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princesa--serpiente

                       ❝ If we’d a God to pray to, or the ability ... the good standing with our souls                        to have such prayers heard, I would know mine have been answered. To see                        you alive and well. It is all I could have wished for. ❞

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vacioverde

    Standing at the water’s edge clad in a swimsuit and a stylized inner tube float was certainly not the most elegant way for the Tercera to introduce herself to the start of the city’s summer, nor was it an act a bystander would have considered the most in character for a woman who carried herself the way Harribel did. Still, there she was, toes in the sand, a lingering look of confusion tied to another who shared her title. 

                        ❝ You are sure, Nelliel? This is how humans do it? I do not wish to                         stand out, to be an eyesore. ❞

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misconception - she prefers her noncensored look to the censored version.

Send me a misconception you think people have about my character and I'll explain if it's true or not.

      I think I know what you're talking about, anon, but forgive me if I'm wrong. I actually dropped the anime around Rukia's fight with Aaroniero (or maybe it was Renji's with the eighth), around episode 160, because I wanted to finish the series quicker. Obviously one can read faster than the anime can present material, right? A reading intake depends on one's own mental speed and capacity, while one has to wait for the animated series to play things out, but, I digress. You are discussing the parts of Harribel's mask and Resurreccion form that had extra bone plating added at the last minute, yes? Something like this?

      In that case, I don't think what you present is actually a misconception. Harribel is, as I have stated many times before, a Vasto Lorde class hollow, the strongest sort of Menos, those that evolve so far they return to a somewhat human form, even before being warped into an Arrancar form by Aizen and his Hougyoku. Harribel is the only confirmed Vasto Lorde class Hollow among Aizen's army (though we can assume that the second, first, and zero ranked Espada, whose strength exceeds Harribel's, may be as well). Though she was the closest a Hollow could get to returning to a human mentality, Harribel was still a Hollow, a Hollow through a process that took hundreds, if not thousands of years for her soul to grow and mature to the point that she has reached in the current day. Through these many years, Harribel's mind was ruled only by negative emotions, if any, and animal instinct. She was nothing more than a beast regaining shreds of her own identity through consuming others. As such, in this form, things like mating, things like modesty? They are things she recognizes as human morals, elements of their society, but she has existed for so long in such a simple mindset, that she only recognizes her mask as part of her body, and her body as nothing more than... well, herself. Harribel is herself, and she would do nothing to change that, because she is who she is. Shame in her body such a foreign concept. It is likely that Aizen's Arrancar army only clothed themselves in such a fashion to meet his own morals, not their own.

      So no, anon. Harribel would have no care whatsoever whether or not she was more covered, she would not want for it. One has to remember Arrancar can get stronger by throwing away pieces of their Resurreccion form, after all. Simplicity is strength. In this city, however? In this winter? Without her hierro? Harribel may, however, find herself wishing for a longer jacket.

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batibat: talk about the worst nightmare you have ever had, abaddon: what person, place, or thing have you most wanted to destroy?

❝Ask me about my demons:❞

Batibat:

      The greatest nightmares Harribel could have ever had have certainly been lived, multiple times. The instance of her death, the grievances that lead to her Hollowification, those would have been nightmarish for Soul Reaper and Human alike (though no one is quite sure whether or not Hollows that have evolved even to Harribel's level have any recollection of their human consciousness, but I headcanon she does). The process of finding herself again in the consciousness of her Gillian form was a nightmare, fighting for hundreds of years to live from Adjuchas to Vasto Lorde was a greater nightmare, an eternity of fear and exhilaration, adrenaline and cold sweat. Life in Hueco Mundo was and is a waking nightmare, but the company of her Bestias made it bearable.

            Watching her Fraccion burn in Yamato Genryuusai's flames, feeling their Reiatsu diminish, that was a nightmare that tore her nonexistent heart to shreds. Betrayal and near death at the hands of the man whose ideals she served was another. Returning to rule a lordless Hueco Mundo whose inhabitants had seen the very laws of their existence ripped apart was a stress in its own, another nightmare. Losing her grip upon that seat of power, losing sight of her Bestias, her capture and torture at the hands of the Steinritter... They were nightmares, all nightmares.

      The thing about being a hollow, however, is that one is made of those nightmares, born from those nightmares, and no matter how unsettling they may be, learning to live with those nightmares was a necessity to continue living. Harribel's greatest nightmares inspire her will to live. 

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abaddon, carreau

❝Ask me about my demons:❞

Abbadon:

      What person, what place, or what thing has she most wanted to destroy? You know as well as I, the aspect of death that Harribel represents as the Tercera is not destruction (though death in itself is certainly a form of destruction, Hollowification an even greater form in terms of destruction of the soul and one's fate after death), but sacrifice. Harribel's process of Hollowification likely came as a result of that sacrifice. I am sure it is a shared headcanon, among other moderators of blogs who write for this character, taking into account the location of her Hollow hole, Harribel's sacrifice could have been the loss of a mother, a loss in childbirth or a nest that was emptied in tragedy, or a loss of life at her own accord, leaving a child behind or the chance of a child behind, it is not sure, but she takes the role of an ever watching mother over her Bestias, does she not? A figure of silent leadership. It is assumed a Hollow grows closer to its human memories the more it evolves. Nelliel, for instance, had a great emphasis on an Arrancar's return to a more human mindset and the way one turned their back on the bestial thoughts of a Hollow. A Vasto Lorde class Menos may have had less of a haze surrounding their human life, as their mask minimized and a more human appearance was taken. With that in mind, I think what Harribel wants most to destroy, to bring to a close, to rid herself of, would be the grief seeded in those memories, the what ifs, the could have beens, the realization of the true passage of time between her death and her current point of existence. I do not think she would wish to destroy what she has become. Harribel is a woman with a heavy sense of responsibility, and the life she has come to make for herself in Hueco Mundo is, in a way, her soul's own rest.

            It is not, of course, the same sort of closure she would receive if she took part in a true burial of the soul and was reborn in the Soul Society, but in a metaphysical sense, what Harribel would most want to destroy is the remnants of her past as she made some attempt to move to the future.      There is an obvious secondary, a more expected answer. Those that threaten her kind, that threaten her Fraccion, that threaten Hueco Mundo, those that pose a harm and a threat to the place where her loyalty lies are enough of an instigator for her to raise her sword and speak words of destruction. Harribel once only existed to protect herself, her evolution, then her Bestias, then the aims of Sosuke Aizen. When he struck her down he gave her a new something to destroy. When the Steinritter laid waste to the remnants of Las Noches, her pacifistic heart was again spurred to protect. That which threatens her loyalties must be destroyed, that is quite certain.

Carreau:

      Does she consider herself compassionate or harsh to others? I'm quite sure this is a two-sided answer to the same sort of double edged question. Unless one is truly at the polar edges of the alignment grid (top left being lawful good and bottom right being chaotic evil) I don't think there is any case where a person is entirely lacking compassion or simply too virtuous to be harsh or give in to their temper in the company of others. When not swayed by great goals or a rare wave of anger, I'd like to think our characters share a minutely similar disposition, a neutrality that is only changed by certain aims (it is a singular goal in Starrk's case, a desire to escape loneliness, and a companionate goal in the case of Harribel, who will follow the aims and whims of and even respect those who are stronger in will and blade if it means it will result in what she perceives to be a better standing for the status quo). Harribel is more of a lawful neutral in my eyes, swayed by only what she believes to be right, the sort of person with every ability to live by their own willpower but who is perfectly happy to step aside when one bearing greater aims and the means to carry them out comes along...

      Again, it is a situational variance. Harsh treatment would be doled out to those who cross those goals, who cross her boundaries, who break bonds or loyalties or incite harm upon those individuals and ideals she has deemed herself responsible to protect and responsible to serve. Again, a situation like this is hard to bring about. Harribel is a hard woman to sway. She is quiet, inquisitive, calculating, subservient but entirely independent. Cracking this exterior and revealing the face beneath the mask warrants treatment far from harsh. Compassionate behavior, however, is a behind-closed-doors phenomena, but far from rare at all, especially among her Bestias, I would think.