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Asai Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 638 | OOC:As a side note, until I can confirm Tommy’s return, I will control Narasumi as needed.
“But you can’t be serious!” Yamato Narasumi complained to his captain, seated at the desk in front of him. If Nezei was affected at all by the complaint of his subordinate, his face did not show it. Narasumi simply could not believe what he was hearing, however. It was preposterous, sending two captains and their adjutants to the Living World on a routine Hollow slaying mission! Any shinigami with a blade and the ability to see could have done this job. “It doesn’t make any sense to me! Why would the Captain Commander send two captains and two lieutenants to deal with such a simple problem?” Narasumi asked, confused as to the point of their new assignment. Nezei rose from his desk and walked to the window of his office. Staring pensively out of it, he took a moment before answering his lieutenant’s question. “2nd squad has gathered intelligence showing a massive Hollow convergence on one city in the Living World. Their conjecture was that the resident shinigami needed powerful backup. Having not seen this intelligence, I have no way of judging the accuracy of their claims. It does seem very odd, however, and I do not disagree with your sentiments.” Secretly, Nezei harbored other suspicions, suspicions he and Jidat, the other Captain being sent on this mission, had voiced to the council not more than a week before. He briefly pondered if these suspicions were the reason they were chosen for this mission. Both captains had been curious about the death of one of their other contemporaries, another captain who perished under heavily suspicious circumstances. The 11th squad captain, Zaraki Kenpachi, had also expressed a similar curiosity recently, and Nezei was surprised he hadn’t been sent with them as well. It didn’t quite hold with his other suspicions, but he was certain something was afoot. Whoever managed to create the information to convince the Captain-Commander of a threat didn’t want either captain present for whatever they had planned. “For now, we have no choice to follow our orders. Keep in mind they are straight from the Captain-Commander himself.” Narasumi nodded unhappily, sitting down and folding his arms across his chest. Although he didn’t know it, Narasumi had impressed his captain with his insight this day. Nezei had great respect for his lieutenant; even though he was often brash and careless, he was honest and inspired many men of his squad. “Come, we have to meet with our 8th squad counterparts and go before too much longer,” Nezei said after a moment had passed. “See if you can’t find Nanase and Jidat. Have them meet us at the East gate in 10 minutes time.” Narasumi nodded and disappeared. *** One hour later… “Uuunn…is Ken-chan sick still?” a high-pitched voice questioned curiously. Zaraki coughed raucously, staring at the ceiling unhappily as he felt blood leave his mouth. “God damnit, Yachiru,” he muttered, slowly sitting up and propping himself on his elbows. For two days now, he’d been coughing up blood and feeling feverish, and it showed no signs of getting better. Even the fourth squad captain hadn’t been able to help him get over it. With his uncovered eye, he gave an irritated stare to his lieutenant. Even when was ill, she was still bouncing around with more energy than she should have. He turned a quick glance around the room until he found his 3rd officer, Madarame Ikkaku sitting nearby. “Oi, Ikkaku!” he growled, wiping the blood from his lip. The bald-headed shinigami sat to attention upon being addressed. “Yes, Captain?” “Have you heard anything on Jidat and Nezei?” “I heard they left Seireitei about an hour ago on their ”˜mission.’ What the hell is up with that crap?” “Nevermind them, get Van, I have a special task for her. Don’t tell anyone what you are doing and try not to draw any attention to yourself, alright?” “Alright, I’ll fetch her for you. Be back in a minute.” With that, Ikkaku vanished. Almost immediately after he left, Zaraki pulled a wry face and turned back to Yachiru. “I hate this subterfuge nonsense, can’t we just skip it all and get straight to the fighting?” Yachiru just smiled and bounced closer to her captain. “Can’t fight until you’re all better, Ken-chan! Now open wide, it’s medicine time!” “Wait, the medics didn’t leave any medication, Yachiru, where the hell did you get that?!” “Shhhh, no talking! Just take your medicine!” |
Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:17 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme Nanase waved as Narasumi headed off for the east gate. She had let asked him to go ahead, as she was not quite done with Jidat's hair. After taking a deep breath of the crisp air and stretching out her arms, she was recalled inside by her captain.
"Nanase, that was Oyasumi-san, wasn't it?" Jidat was sitting patiently on a stool, a large towel draped over him. Though his eyes showed his frustration, he carried it stoically; despite being late because his lieutenant was doing his hair in what was sure to bring him unwanted attention, his tone of voice was level and reasonably calm. "I told you that you should've left my hair well alone. You know Neru-san doesn't like to be kept waiting." "Oh, don't worry about him," returned Nanase as she made her way back to him and continued working on his hair. "You should be more concerned with why we're going to be sent on this mission. Besides, you know I never let you deal with your hair yourself if I can't help it!" Jidat crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, knowing that she was right. Shortly, Nanase was finished with Jidat's hair, and they both rushed to get dressed and grab their zanpakutou. "See? If we rush, we can still get there on time, and your hair is styled with distinction." She sounded rather proud of her work. "Stylish as it may be," replied Jidat, not completely convinced, "we wouldn't have had to rush.... Anyway, I still can't come up with anything. Even with us four gone, any intruder would still have to deal with the other ten captains, assuming they could make it through the lieutenants and other shinigami." "It doesn't quite make sense, does it? Perhaps they mean to kill us while we're in the living world, and have our powers limited, and replace us?" "Gutsy, but I doubt it.... Still, we can suggest it Neru-san." Presently they arrived and suggested the idea just as Jidat thought they might. OOC: You can probably tell I haven't quite gotten back into RPing this... for a better description of Jidat's hair style than I can offer at this hour, look at my avatar. I'm not lazy at all... >_> |
The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 10:26 am | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme OOC:Ahahah, I love Zaraki. I assume I have permission to roleplay Ikkaku at this point, since he's not actually assigned to anyone? Lemme know if I'm wrong.
There was a reason the Eleventh Division wasn't known for its paperwork skills, Evangeline thought as she perused the various forms she was supposed to be filling out. It was the natural line of succession, she guessed-- the Captain didn't want to do them, so he passed them on to his lieutenant, who also didn't want to do them (well, most of them: there was one drawing scribbled over a very official-looking form, accompanied by the caption, "Ken-chan killz a Hollow dehd lots.") And since Ikkaku, being the lazy ass that he was, certainly wasn't going to do them, they somehow managed to land on her desk. Lucky she'd even walked past her desk today, then. Most days she didn't. Which would explain the backlog. The only ink immediately available had been a strange reddish-brown color; she didn't know what it was, but she wasn't worried, and preceded Form A with an apology for the lack of proper ink, as well as an explanation of the many creative uses of rabbit blood. She wasn't sure where Forms B and C were-- it was probably safe to assume that Yachiru ate them, in which case they really weren't her responsibility. In fact, none of this was really her responsibility. She'd written out one line. What more could they possibly expect from her? "Oi, 'Vangeline!" The call came just as she'd finished stacking the papers neatly on Yumichika's desk, because who knew what sort of a fit he'd throw if his pretty little setup was marred by untidy reports? She turned to see Ikkaku scowling at her. "What's up?" He'd used her full name-- or as close as he ever came to her full name-- which meant either something important was going on or he was pissed at her for something. Probably the latter. Well, one foolproof way to fix that... "Hey, you on break? We should go get a drink or something. I heard there's a new bar in Rukongai. Strippers 'n everything, so you aren't allowed to complain." A grin spread over Ikkaku's face. "There is," he said. "Strippers 'n everything. I heard they got really good... chicken wings." He added a rather obvious wink to make it clear that he wasn't talking about chicken wings and he hadn't heard so much as he was there. Yesterday. "Great. I don't like chicken wings, but I'm in for the beer. Let's go." "I'm gonna go to the bar," he continued, as though she hadn't interrupted. His grin widened. "You're gonna go see the Captain." "Like hell I am. I'm on break, y'ugly fuck." He appeared unfazed by her language, which, admittedly, was not out of the ordinary. "Captain's orders," he said with a shrug. "Have fun." "What's he want? I didn't do anything." "Nah, nothin' like that. Says he's got somethin' for you to do or somethin'. Some mission or other. I'm gonna' go get some chicken wings." "Fine. You're buying me a drink when this is over." "Like hell." "Watch your filthy mouth. If y'aren't buying me a drink, you can at least come with me. Jerk." It wasn't that Zaraki scared her, exactly... but he was sick, and being cooped up in a sickroom with no one to kill/abuse/maim/talk to (unless you counted Yachiru, and she didn't) couldn't possibly be good for his temper. It didn't take them long to get there, and Ikkaku opened the door and slipped in first. Evangeline followed, and watched (or felt the surge of reiatsu, rather) as Zaraki coughed, blood trickling out of the corner of his mouth. "Always said y'needed a bit of color on you, Captain," she joked, knowing full well that pointing out his apparent weakness might not, at this particular moment, go over well. "Froggie-chan!" shouted Yachiru, momentarily abandoning her attempts to stuff "medicine" down Zaraki's throat in favor of latching onto Evangeline's leg. "Ken-chan's still sick!" She ruffled the girl's hair, turning back to Zaraki. "Hey, Ken-chan." She grinned, her expression daring him to call her on the ridiculous nickname she'd gleaned from Yachiru-- from the young girl it was adorable, but coming from Evangeline it was nothing more or less than an obvious jab. She didn't like seeing him sick. Zaraki didn't get sick. Pansy-ass wimps got sick, and Zaraki was not a pansy-ass wimp. Part of her hoped he'd get up and pummel her into the ground for daring to use such an atrocious shortening of his name. At least then she'd know he was feeling better. "What's so important that you gotta' interrupt my goddamn break?" |
| Asai Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 638 | Nezei was not surprised by Jidat and Nanase suggestion. As a matter of fact, he had thought of it himself not a few minutes before. The issue was it would take an extremely powerful force to take on both captains and their lieutenants and hope to kill them. Nezei simply shared his opinion that perhaps they were in the way of something happening here. He had no idea what it could be or how it might be executed, but he was certain it the goal of their removal. He hadn't yet pinned down the motive for removing the two of them, but he suspected it also had to deal with the recent death of another squad captain that they were investigating. Someone didn't want them looking any deeper into that matter either. With a resigned sigh, Nezei and Narasumi leaped through the Senkei Gate to the living world...
*** "About damn time, Evangeline," Zaraki snickered, not at all pleased by her use of his nickname. "This is my call, and you aren't to tell anyone about this, understood? I hate all this sneaking, but there's no choice. Listen carefully, Van, this is very important. I'd do it myself, but this damn illness won't go away. I need you to go to the living world, and watch out for Jidat and Nezei; I don't trust the circumstances under which they were dispatched...it doesn't sit well in my book. I need both Yachiru and Ikkaku here if the trouble I suspect comes around, and Yumichika's too much of a pansy to be successful. I can count on you, right?" His tone suggested there was only one answer to his question. |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 9:13 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme Evangeline pondered this for a moment. Zaraki had a point-- Yumichika was far too big a wimp to take an assignment like this. (This was, she knew, not entirely true. Despite the fact that the man's hair was prettier than hers, she couldn't help but admire his fighting ability. A damned wildcat, the guy was. If you could call him a guy. Whatever.) Still, it was her break, and she really, really wanted a drink right about now. "Dunno," she said, knowing what her answer would be as well as he did. "I have this allergy, see. Shrimpy captains make me sneeze. You wouldn't really expect me to fight with a runny nose, right? I mean, those Hollows, they'll take advantage of any chance they get. Sir."
There was a snicker from somewhere behind her-- Ikkaku, she assumed. Well, if she was going to miss her drink, she was going to try her damnest to make sure he missed his. And his "chicken wings." "But I guess if you don't care about my wellbeing I could make that sacrifice," she said, after a moment of apparent thought. "To the Gate, then, Ken-chan?" She flashed him a grin and turned to leave. Halfway out the door, she stopped. "Oi, kid," she called, and Yachiru came running. "Leave Taichou to rest, huh? He won't get better with you hangin' all over him like that. Go on, Baldie wants to play with you. Said he's got candy." The last thing she heard before she closed the door was Yachiru's excited squeals and a disturbingly anguished noise which she assumed came from Ikkaku. Contented, she left. OOC:Meh... poor quality, but whatever.
I guess if Zaraki's got any last instructions, he can kind of stick them in before she abandons Ikkaku to babysit. :) |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 10:07 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme Jidat and Nanase followed Nezei and his lieutenant through the Gate and landed gently in the living world. It was They both looked at each other with the same thought on their minds. While there were certainly Hollows to be found, it was not of an amount that should require two captains and their lieutenants. While this was not entirely unexpected, Nanase especially had rather hoped that the orders were at least more solidly founded. Perhaps, she convinced herself, they were also meant to investigate the cause of the sudden gathering of Hollows.
"Well, I suppose we should head there," Jidat said, trying to sound less concerned than he was. Turning to Nezei, he asked, "You ready?" |
| Asai Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 638 | As she was closing the door, Evangeline must have been surprised when her captain appeared in front of her, grinning wickedly and leaning on his jagged blade.
"Make no mistake: I may be sick, but I'll gladly fight you. You may even be able to kill me this way. All the better. Unfortunately, you're late enough as it is. Now move it, Van." With that, the unpredictable 11th squad captain vanished, apparently to go back to his room. *** Nezei nodded, pulling out a small electronic pad. Pressing a few buttons, Nezei quickly brought up the route to their desired location. The gathered intel stated that there was a massive group of Hollows threatening to breach into the real world here, and that it would take a lot of power to keep them at bay. Perhaps, Nezei thought, Jidat was correct in assuming whoever arranged for their departure wanted them to perish in the act of their mission. It simply did not add up, and Nezei planned to keep watch wherever they went. The location was deep in the heart of the city, at a public park. It would take some time to reach it, and their given time line did not give much room for error. Without another word, the four shinigami left. *** In that park at the center of the city, a young man sat on a bench near the center. His silver hair fell into his eyes as he let his head hang, his eyes nearly closed as he started to drift off. It was an incredibly beautiful day, he thought, as his thoughts started fading away. He was almost completely asleep (and falling off the bench) when a unearthly roar split the serenity of the afternoon. As his head shot up, Ryouji leaped to his feet and began searching around. The few people nearby hadn't seem to notice the roar, he noticed, forcing himself to calm down and think. He already knew it was a Hollow, but he didn't know why it was so much louder than the other ones. Closing his eyes again and focusing, Ryouji quickly determined the general location of the roar and began sprinting toward it... OOC:convergence!! |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:07 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme A brief smirk crossed Evangeline's face. She would've replied to Zaraki had he not disappeared so quickly-- she wasn't stupid enough to believe that she could best him, but she might have welcomed a chance to try. As long as there was beer afterward, she figured she could recover from just about anything he threw at her.
Speaking of beer... She glanced back at the door, which was still firmly closed. He'd said she was running late, but it served him right for calling her in at the last damn minute like this. Bloody impossible to please, he was, and what difference would a few minutes make, anyway? Never one to stick to deadlines, Evangeline only considered the option of following orders for as long as it took the phrase, "beer and strippers" to cross her mind. If nothing else, she could indulge in the knowledge that she could drink while Ikkaku was being tackled by the little bubblegum-haired brat. Before she'd fully made up her mind-- as if there was anything to honestly consider, ha-- she found herself standing in front of the bar notorious for its... chicken wings. A beer was just what she needed now. She could manage a mission like this after rounds with the guys, so she figured one beer wouldn't have any effect whatsoever. She didn't expect to see Moira there, but the company wasn't unwelcome. "Hey, joli,*" she said, sliding into the seat beside her sometimes-drinking-buddy. She couldn't be seen with one of those wussy fourth-division members when she was with the guys, but otherwise it was generally all right, and Moira was fun to be around, mostly. "Can't stay long. I'm off on some big important mission." She took a long drink from the bottle that had been set in front of her, and continued. "Damn freakin' Captain had to call me in on my damn freakin' break. Dammit." She paused, considering Zaraki's instructions not to tell anyone what she was up to. He'd never forbidden her from inviting others along, though, if she didn't actually tell them what the mission was... and even if he had, she would've invited Moira anyway. What if they were to run into a convenient bar in the middle of their mission? She doubted either of the two captains would be much fun, based on what she'd heard of them, and she certainly wasn't gonna drink alone. "You wanna come with? Ain't a big thing, we're just s'posed to meet up with a few Captains over in the living world. A convent blew up or something. Gotta go soul-bury all the dead nuns before the Hollows get 'em**." She took another drink, finishing most of what was left in the bottle. "Anyway, it ain't some big secret or something. You can come along, if you don't have anything better to do." She paused. "In fact, I was told to bring along a Fourth-Division member if I managed to find a free one," she lied. "You know. In case anyone gets hurt or something. I mean, somethin' that'll blow up a convent? Must be fuckin' vicious, y'ask me." OOC:*"Joli" = "pretty," used as a pet name in this case
**I dunno how legitimate an excuse this is, but it'll have to do for the time being. Until Moira discovers that there aren't any nuns. Bwahaha. |
Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:26 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme Moira smirked. "Bloody hell, ye don' even have to ask," she replied, slamming her empty beer mug on the bar. "I don' even care, if there's action to be had, sure. Ah don' see much these days, and both me and mah sword been gettin' a beet tetchy."
OOC:I dont even know... :O |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:39 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme "Y'hold your alcohol beautifully, mon cherie. Can't tell you've had anything." She grinned. "I'm a little late, actually. We should probably be going. Taichou'll skin me alive 'f he finds out I stopped for a drink. Heh." A grin spread across her face. "Put a cap on your accent, joli,. Nobody likes a Scottie these days. Damn kilt-wearin' bastards."
She was gone, headed in the direction of the Senkei Gate, before she had time to see how her friend would react. She landed in the Living World easily, and waited for Moira to show up, using the time to attempt to track the reiatsus of those she was supposed to be joining. Narasumi-fukutaichou, she thought triumphantly, locking on to the poorly-masked energy. She hadn't expected the two Captains to be easily identified out here, but the Sixth Division lieutenant was notorious for his inability to hide. "Hurry up, y'damn Scot," she muttered to herself, waiting for Moira to cross the gate. |
| Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 1:25 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme Jidat twisted mid-leap to glance back the way they came as he continued to move forward. Either some human suddenly had a drastic increase in reiatsu, or they'd been followed. By the time he'd turned around to land and take off again, his lieutenant had figured out what he was doing.
"I don't quite recognize it, especially not from here," said Nanase, managing to keep the worry out of her voice. "It's probably someone from the Secret Mobile Corp scouting around." "I'd like to think so," Jidat returned, unconvinced. "But I can't help noticing an extra helping of hostility. We must keep our wits about us, just in case." Nanase bit her lip, glancing over her shoulder. She'd noticed the same thing, but tried not to think on it. "Of course, Kenpachi-taichou has that same feeling to his reiatsu," she offered, hopefully. Jidat only shrugged, turning to Nezei for his opinion. Before the other captain responded, however, Nanase decided to temporarily divert the topic -- she never was big on serious, worried conversations when she could avoid them. Though the situation was slowly turning into one in which she couldn't avoid it, Nanase could not help but try to keep from getting there as long as possible. "So, how's the hair treating you? Is it not both fashionable and functional?" "What!? I --" Jidat caught himself before saying any more. Normally he wouldn't have been caught off guard, but he dealt with serious situations only marginally better than his lieutenant. "Well, *you* tell me it's fashionable, but at least I can admit that it's functional so far." Not quite satisfied, Nanase applied to the other captain. "Rekuzan-taichou? Am I not correct?" OOC: *shrug* |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:03 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme "Ah, shove it up yer ahs," Moira said, rolling her eyes. She did, however, give herself a slap to the face before following Evangeline into the human world. Damn I've had too much to drink, She thought. I haven't sounded that much bloody Scottish in months.
Moira crossed the gate, and caught up with Van. Immediately sensing a another VC's reiatsu, she thought, Well, well, what fresh hell is this? And I'll bet there're more around, too. "Thanks for bringing me with you, Van," she said, beginning to smile a little. "Seems like it'll be interesting." OOC:urrrrr |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:12 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme "Ah, shut up." Gratitude in any form wasn't something Evangeline was used to receiving, gracefully or otherwise. She wasn't grinning, but the glitter in her eyes was enough to make it clear that she wasn't really annoyed. "Freakin' drunks, always spoutin' shit like that. Enough to make you puke. Ain't gonna be that interesting, anyway. Told you, 's just a boring kinda something."
There was a pause while she tried to gauge just where the reiatsu was coming from. She managed to figure it out-- seemed to be heading into the city, damned if she knew why-- and headed off, trusting Moira to follow her. "Hope this doesn't take too long," she said, not sure whether Moira was listening and not particularly caring. "Taichou's runnin' fitness drills tomorrow, if he gets better. Not somethin' you wanna do tired, I'll tell you." She then proceeded to make up stories about some guy who'd attempted it and had actually died in the middle of a drill, the freakin' pantywaist, had just sort of keeled over and not bothered to get up even after Taichou threatened to let Yachiru use him as a chew toy and then his heart exploded, really, there was blood everywhere-- It would be impossible to catch up with the Captains, she knew, with the head start they'd gotten-- not, perhaps, a huge head start, but she wasn't foolish enough to believe she could outrun them. She could only hope they'd reach their destination soon so she could join them. Then again, she wasn't entirely sure whether she was supposed to join them. Zaraki hadn't been clear, exactly, but that was typical. She guessed she'd just see where things went and go from there. The Captains weren't expecting her, at any rate, which would make it a little easier to hide from them... except it had taken her a minute to mask her reiatsu (or what bits of it she could mask; her philosophy had always been, "let 'em see me coming, the chicken-wusses. Maybe then they'll put up a decent fight."), so they'd probably had a brief warning in the moments when she'd first arrived. And they were liable to jump to all sorts of conclusions, like oh-look-we-weren't-expecting-her-she-must-be-trying-to-kill-us. (Sure, she'd jump to the same conclusion, but nevermind that.) Maybe it'd be best to tell them she was here? Hm. Well, she'd have time to figure that out later. She didn't stop talking the entire time she was thinking, rattling on now about something entirely unrelated to Zaraki's drills. "And then we kicked his ass. A lot. I mean, y'don't take another guy's beer. Just ain't right, y'know? Even if he does insult your mother. Nothin' wrong with insultin' your mother if she really is an ugly piece'a work, right? Just s'long as you can take on the guy who's mom you're insultin', I mean." |
| Asai Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 638 | "It's strength...not necessarily power, but strength," Nezei said after a moment had passed. "11th squad has a unique feel because of their powerful will. 'First to fight, last to fly, first to bleed and last to die.' It almost covered up the second reiatsu by force alone. Did you feel the other one, Jidat? The calm one? Whoever's following us isn't alone." Nezei turned a concerned glance to Nara. He knew he lieutenant wasn't particularly skillful at hiding his reiatsu, and that if their opponents were powerful enough, would easily follow it. In a possibly dangerous maneuver, Nezei drained some of the excess output of Nara's reiatsu and absorbed it into himself. The worry here was that this was not how his power was intended to be used. If he wasn't careful, he would over absorb and disable himself for quite some time. But, given this sudden change, perhaps it was worth the risk. He glanced back at Jidat, knowing that Jidat would feel what he was doing. He would have been concerned about that as well, if Jidat didn't already know about his Quincy heritage. Either way, he knew Jidat would likely frown upon his decision. It didn't matter. The overall good which would come of his choice would certainly outweigh the risks...
*** Ryouji skidded to a stop behind a tree. He noticed that there was no one around, save himself, thankfully. He rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a white and blue glove, his article of power. Slowing down his breathing, he glanced around the area from behind the tree. Everything seemed normal...and then the roar came again. Focusing on the area in which the sound had come from, Ryouji swiftly willed his weapon into existence, a brilliant white bow forming from his glove. Pulling back the string, a bright blue arrow appeared, crackling softly, hungering for the blood of Hollows. From the point that Ryoji was aiming at, a large foot broke through reality like glass, leaving a huge dent where his first foot landed. Ryouji smirked as he contemplated about whether or not the Hollow knew its doom. Taking aim as the head left the portal, another three such feet broke the wall of the real all around the first one. Both of Ryouji's eyes widened in shock. More of them? These were certainly not your average hollows either, Ryoji could feel that. How many more would come through? Resighting on the first one, Ryoji prepared to start his destructive run... OOC:the shinigami are getting close enough to feel this, so feel free to assist him next post. By the time we arrive, he should have killed about 3. |
| Strave Joined: 10 Aug 2006 Posts: 15 | Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 11:36 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Strave: This theme, Any theme Yamato narusumi pulled out a little device from his sleeve, and thus began to meddle with it. Slightly annoyed yet intrigued by his subordinates interest in the object Nezei tilted his head up slightly to avoid looking as if he was staring.
"What is that?" He coolly questioned. "Huh? oh this thing, well, I got it from science division," he held up the multi colored cube, "They heard how i can't really use kidou and the captain said that if i can finish this then it will mean I have better control of my spirit energy." He then twisted and turned it further getting a bit frustrated, "but it just won't get all the colors on the same sides." He clenched his teeth and bustled even further. "GAH stubid thing!!" D:< -_- The captain just stared at him, 'Isn't that just one of those human rubix cubes?' he thought. A sudden image of the science division captain having an evil laugh popped into his mind. 'That's evil'... -_-' OOC:Hey, just tried to put something funny in, to at least show im here and alive, i didn't think it had progressed so much in such a short amount of time, hey i was wondering if anyone was interested in maybe setting up a page where we can actually show some personal art of our characters, you know, so we can really get the feel for them. just a thought. |
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