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Luca
In the shadows of the back of the stands one pool grew deeper for but a moment as an arrancar stepped forward, half crouched as he surveyed his target. His expression beshadowed and unreadable beneath a pall of darkness and purple hair, though his eyes are locked on his prey. Softly, soundlessly and much to the bemusement and confusion of those who had been sitting in the back stands and were now watching him, he inched forward.
Cecilia's eyes were rapt with attention at the fight, as much as she paid attention anyway. Now, thought Sterling, now is the time to strike. Hunched legs turn to a flying leap at the Sexta's back, arms outstretched and ready as Sterling impacted Cecilia in a... flying hug?
"Cecilia Nē-san" He sang out as he fell onto his ass, "Whats the fight about?"