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(( Tsuki, that's an autohit, and throws are REALLY hard to pull off without puppeting. I'll give you this one, but just try to avoid throws and stuff in the future - it's the sad reality of RPing ))

Mari twisted as she was thrown, landing on her feet and facing Tsuki. Shaking her head to get some hair out of her eyes, she smiled. "Well, you're a bit more quick-thinking than I expected. That's a start, at least. Unfortunately, quick thinking won't get you far without power to back it up."

With that, Mari used sonido again, moving toward Tsuki and extending her right arm and right hand straight forward. The tips of her fingers were pressed together tightly, making her right arm much like a lance, or a spear, as Mari meant to use her speed and stab Tsuki through the chest with only her right hand and right arm.

(( Mari is using sonido - she's moving too fast for you to see. ))

The espada didn't speak a word. This was simply the way he was. The idea of talking was nothing more than a waste of time and hearing this shinigami speak to him like this was almost irritating. Telling his name to someone he didn't care about was pointless as well. Why would a dead man need to know something like that anyway? Just what good would it do him?

Jumping back a bit, Torrik simply shook his head in response to the shinigami's question. His thoughts were more focused on the shinigami's means of avoiding the attacks. The fact that the man had blocked his claws and still had his eyes shut meant that he was being seen by other means. This was unacceptable. Torrik figured that he'd just have to be faster in order to end this quickly.

Drawing the blade off his hip, Torrik held out the sabre outward, pointing the tip at Hayashi. In a quiet tone, the espada uttered the words- "Silence, Tranquilo Leon Garra de aguila."

After the last word was said, Torrik's body began to glow as portions of it began to take on a new shape. The transformation lasted only a few moments, revealing the espada's release. Not much of Torrik's form had changed. He was still the same hight though he stood on what looked like to be clawed cat feet. His arms were a bit longer as were his fingers and the claws on the ends of them. Each one razor sharp with a cruel sort of curve- resembling talons. The fully formed skull looked like that of an eagle and rested on top of his head.

With the darkened shadow covering nearly his entire face, Torrik's brown eyes could bee seen ambitiously peering outward at his acquired target. Raising his hand, he pointed his clawed finger at the shinigami, beckoning him to his demise. Though he found the shinigami's courage to be amusing, he couldn't help but feel annoyed by it. Don't ever put me beneath you... It will cost you.

Tsski smiled a Nicholas, "Not bad considering im only 9th seat. I dont think we've met yet. My name is Tsuki Odori. What's yours?" All the while Tsuki was on the watch using her reiatsu as a sensor to try and find where the Arrancer was going to appear next.

TSuki was still watching out for her oppenent, "and incase your wondering my name is Tsuki Odori Seat 9 of Squad Three. Care to state your name?"

"Hi, I'm Nicholas D. Tenukage. The name has no real meaning or importance. I just like the letter D."

Underneath his mask, his lips twitched upwards into a small grin as he watched the 11th Seat leap forward from his spot.

"ALRIGHT THEN!" he hollered out. "Arrancar, Espada, Vizard, Marshmellow, I care not!" He pointed a thumb at his chest.

"Who the hell do you think we are? It is now 4 on 1, and though you may be really cute, I'm afraid its all over for you now!"

Gripping his blade in 2 hands as he began gathering his spiritual energy, he muttered out of the side of his mouth. "Say, Razil. Would you happen to have a shikai up your sleeve? Or anything remotely explosive?"

Mari decided to stop and let this weakling's blow connect. Truth be told, she didn't feel it much, though she felt her hair displaced a bit. "Do you call that a strike?", she asked the shinigami who had come from the air.

Unfortunately for the shinigami who had been throwing things, she had already passed Tsuki - his onslaught was in the wrong direction. "Hey, bachelor number two! The young lady is over here!" she called, smiling.

Then, she heard the last comment, from another of the weak shinigami. At this, her smile grew. "Oh my, four of you? And such nice, clean uniforms..."

She stepped toward the fool, smiling as she faked a defensive stance, falsely shivering. "Oh, I'm so scared! What shall a poor...defenseless little girl...such a weakling such as I..." Mari slowly drew her left arm high, pulling down on the bottom of her uniform sleeve with her right hand and revealing her tattoo. "...I, the Quinta Espada, Marisarin Histale...whatever shall I do against four puny, weakling shinigami?"

With a soft giggle, Mari used sonido to step behind Nicholas. "I bet," she used sonido again, appearing behind Tsuki, "you can't," she appeared behind Razil, "even guess," and now behind Karasu, "where I'll," she appeared in front of them all again, "be next!" She laughed. "You four can't hope to catch me no matter what I do! Of course, even if you do catch me, how will you harm me?" More soft giggling. "And if you can't catch me, let alone harm me..."

Mari, using sonido once more, appeared behind the one overconfident shinigami, the one who had thought the numbers disadvantage would mean anything, her left index finger half an inch from the back of his head, blue reiatsu gathered at its tip. "How can you even have a hope of defeating me...?" As she finished the question, she fired the cero blast straight at the back of the shinigami's head.