The Beginning

Nala stood in the very center of Karakura town, on a roof overlooking the area. She looked tired, as much as an Arrancar could. Her eyes scanned rapidly, constantly searching for any possible threats. She was flirting with danger, Shinigami could appear at any moment with intent to kill her. It just wasn't something she wanted to deal with right now. The Tres Espada let out a quiet sigh and tilted her head enough for her neck to crack. "Today seems like a good day for some casual slaughter," she murmured under her breath with a chuckle. "Look at me, I'm so bored that I'm talking to myself." Another laugh. She lept off the roof, and started walking with no destination in mind.

Nala walked for a while, still lazily watching her surroundings. She debated enrolling at Karakura High out of boredom, but quickly decided against it. "What to do, what to do..." She murmured to herself.
"There's always me." A voice came from the shadows. Nala chuckled, "Yeah? How about an introduction first."
A tall male came up to her and eyed her up and down. Her choice of attire included a black and red top, cut right above her belly button, and a short black skirt and black lace tights, completed with a pair of boots.

"I'm Red."

Red:

Nala smirked, "Red, huh? You're obviously not human. Arrancar? I can't tell; your reiatsu is weird."
A nod from Red, "Telling you isn't fun, but no, not human."
"I get that," she frowned ever so slightly, "but are you an enemy to Aizen?"
He shook his head and gave a small shrug. "No. I'm not an enemy to anyone really."
"Well, then, I don't care. I'm going to leave now. I'm gonna ask that you don't follow me. Stalking is kind of rude, and I will kill you."
Red grinned, fangs showing, "I think I might test that."