Ichigo's eyebrows arch up high as she raps the pole on the ground.  Well, she was not going to go down without a fight...  Or...  A smug smile curls on her lips as she speaks with a Korean accent to disguise her lineage more.  "More of misplaced than lost."  She taps her lips thoughtfully, still smiling in an unnerving manner.<br/><br/>"Now, now, now.  What did I do for Karma to drop little old me in front of an oni, a ''Someone-in-the-Eight-Million-Gods-knows', and..."  She looks at the third with a very befuddled expression, putting her free hand on her hip.  "Why the fuck are<em>you</em>here?  Aren't you about..."  She mentally calculates it, her eyes narrowing.  "Over nine thousand kilometers from where you should be?  Or is that only your so-called sisters who call from Judea?"<br/><br/>She knew there was a reason why she read all of those demonology books!