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 Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 5:21 pm
Slightly opening his eyes without raising his head from the desk, Fuerte glanced out the window, not seeing anything due to the window's most lowest place was higher off the ground than the location of Fuerte's eyes. He could tell the hollow left, however. He once again muttered to himself. No one, unless having abilities to hear better, would be able to hear him. "Seems like the hollow was no threat. Still though...I have to find that hollow." Fuerte ceased his statement, beginning to think. 'Don't know what he or she looks like; don't know hat he or she sounds like; nothing...all I know is that b*****d's Riatsu.'
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:22 pm
A bright light shined for a few seconds as a gate appeared. It opened, and Takashi fell through, only it was about 15 feet from the roof. He hit the ground as the gate disperced, blooding the grass around him. Takashi simply grunted, not wanting to move... he was already almost dead as it was. He was on the school's roof, but thankfully was barren.
From his position, he could see brightly lit buildings... so this was Earth. His dreams weren't lying to him after all. He tried to raise his head for a better view... bad idea, very bad. He heard a snap right below his neck and a horrid pain came to his entire body. "Ok... don't do that again... I think I'll just lay here for now... and hope I don't bleed to death..."
Okami finally spoke again. "I thought you were already dead. That's how you ended up in Soul Society in the first place." Takashi smiled. "Yea, but I rather like this body of mine. Don't wana loose it. Now... mind letting me meditate?" Okami chuckled once or twice, then a haze came over Takashi. He nodded and grinned. He couldn't feel the pain anymore, and though wasn't aware of his physical body much, this was the best way to regain his strength. He'd need it, as soon as word got out of his 'escape', if it could be called such, he would be hounded by everyone: Hollows and Shinigami alive.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 10:26 pm
Fuerte noticed the new presence. He immediately knew it was a Shinigami, yet, at the same time, it was a hollow. Fuerte stood up, walking to the front of the class, softly speaking to the teacher, asking if he could use the bathroom. He was excused, proceeded after him walking out of the room. No one was in the halls; he disappeared when he knew he was unnoticeable.
Fuerte would appear on the roof of the high school, appearing next to Takashi. He could easily tell he was injured to a great extent. "Are you alright?" Fuerte would wait for an answer before asking another question. "Are you a shinigami, hollow, or a Vizard?" After his questions would be answered, Fuerte would speak in a chant-like tone. "Bring me aid, allow my aid, defy pure death...now." Takashi would be healed to an extent where he could easily talk, occurring in a matter of twenty seconds; however, moving at all would just cause his wounds to become fatal once again. He would cease the healing process for a moment. The guy never did anything to Fuerte; therefore, he didn't have any reason not to help Takashi; however, he did not if the man was of threat, so he wouldn't dare healing him to his full potential util Fuerte proved that he was of no threat.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 10:36 pm
Takashi's eyes shot open. He wanted to reach for his zanpactou, but moving, as he did earlier, was not a good idea once he thought about it. In his meditation, he could hear Fuerte vaguly, but enough to make out the questions. "No... not alright. I...I feel like I've been hit b--" It was at that moment that the pain slowly lifted as little white globs, as best as one could discribe them, started to appear and cover the areas Takashi had been hit hardest. Within a matter of seconds, gashes and broken bones alike mended themselves.
As far as Takashi could tell, this was another Mask perk, it just took energy, which Fuerte fueled through his incantation. He wasn't in a full-ready condition. No, that would take 24 hours or more, even with these new abilities, but at least now he could face his helper, or defend himself somewhat if need be. He rose slowly and finally stood, back to the door, using it like a prop for his body to lean against. "I'm a Vizard, apparently. That's what everyone's labeling me now a days. I have to thank you for the help."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 9:40 am
Fuerte showed little emotion on his face as the man was healed to an extent. After his parents' death, it was rare that he'd ever smile or show happiness. "I see...well, I see no more reason for me to stay here. You are healed..." Fuerte went back to his normal release state and began walking towards the edge of the building. He would look back once more to see if the Vizard was truly alright.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 12:08 am
Takashi looked at his hands. They were healed for the most part, and the pain had nearly faded completely. He nodded, acknowladging Fuerte's help, then disappeared in a woosh and a mini air pocket explosion. His shunpo was getting better, much better than he could use previous. He was heading anywhere, where ever he could truely live out Human life. He'd only heard about Earth, and saw a few images through his dreams. Now he had a chance to experience it a little.
[exit]
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 2:45 pm
Fuerte would turn fully around, facing the edge of the building, jumping to the ground, jumping in an exact location where windows weren't located, also positioning himself close to the building. He would land on the ground seemingly without any pressure; he caused little damage to the surface where he landed, causing a slight footprint from both his feet. He would then disappear.
He reappeared on the inside of the school, outside his class room. He walked into the classroom and returned to his seat, placing his head on his desk. 'Maybe I should start doing something against these hollows...instead of only hunting down my parents' killer. I've seen the other humans fight...they seem weak in comparison to even lower class hollows. Well...most of them at least.'
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 3:20 pm
 The door slammed open long enough to allow Kintaro a moment to enter. He was wearing his normal black and red clothes, even against school standards. But they allowed it, as his family paid quite a bit of money into the school. He was the top of his class hands down, and the best at almost everything he did. And one thing above all else that he was known for was the ability to keep his temper, no matter what the case. So it would be a great surprise to see the young man's face contorted in anger. No one said a word as he came in and sat at his desk, nor did the teacher ask for a late pass. They were just too startled.
Kintaro didn't care about them. The instant he entered the room, he felt Fuerte's spiritual pressure. Of course, he knew that the other young man couldn't feel his. For some reason he couldn't explain nor understand, no entity had ever been able to sense his spiritual pressure, ever. It had its benefits, of course. But at the moment, none of this mattered. Kintaro had been sensing the spirit pressure of several new entities lately. Ones that he had never felt before. And now he was worried, as he always was, of being discovered.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:41 pm
((Unless you're talking about you not being there often, if your character knew something about Fuerte's riatsu, it would have been noticed from the beginning...unless we're assuming this is the beginning of the year.))
Fuerte didn't perk his head from his desk as the boy came in. Fuerte didn't sense much of a riatsu from him; it was only a little higher than the average human. Fuerte never did expect anything of him, except now. He knew something was up when the boy was angered, which was unusual for him. Without making much movement, Fuerte wrote a note and crumbled the paper into a ball. Once again, while making little movement, he dropped the ball onto the ground, kicking it to the boy's seat. It would move directly to his seat without making contact with anything else, stopping right underneath his desk. Throughout the little ball's travel, it would make no noise whatsoever, along with being impossible to see due to other student's possessions and bodies blocking its visual presence. The note said the following:
'You seem angered, which is not like you. May I ask why that is? After class, go to the roof...'
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:59 pm
(Kintaro's naturally twitchy. He just checks your pressure, is all. You know, making sure you are who he thinks you are. Paranoia, that's all.)
Kintaro saw the ball and picked it up quickly so as to hide it. No one was paying attention. Or, rather, everyone was pointedly ignoring him. Whichever didn't matter to him as he scanned the message. He simply nodded without turning around, knowing that Fuerte would understand that he was nodding to him. Kintaro knew that the kid had powers, but what was uncertain. Raised by Quincies after his parents' deaths, Kintaro had been taught to learn what he could of potential enemies, which to him meant everyone that weren't his family. Fuerte wasn't excluded from that.
But, for the moment, he forced himself to relax. He would continue to sense the odd spiritual pressures as he went through the class, but he ignored what they could mean. Class began as normal, and Kintaro began to pay attention.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:38 am
((Since my post downtown was ignored by Hidate, I'll chill here, XP))
Kaosu slid through the door just before the teacher shut it and hurried off to his seat. He wasn't in school attire, but he didn't care either. He had planned on confronting a hollow downtown, but said hollow decided to leave just as he had gotten out of university. A bit wierded out, he headed for the nearest store to grab a soda to calm his nerves, but the line was outrageously long! He took great lengths to make it to class on time, and luckily managed. This was one of the very few classed he had at the school, English, and wasn't too glad to be there, but he was there nonetheless, in his seat, his soda on the floor under his seat.
Images of the spiritually aware in his class flashed into his mind, but he completely ignored them for the time being. He was dangerously close to failing English, but wasn't about to let that happen for the sake of his own damned curiosity.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 2:27 pm
About fifty-five minutes after Kaosu would enter the room, the bell would ring throughout the entire building, signaling the end of the current hour. Fuerte would wait until the majority of the people left before picking his head up off the desk and walking out of the classroom. The teacher, like always, eyed him as he left, but it didn't bother Fuerte. Fuerte made his way down the hallway, heading straight for the set of stairs that eventually lead to the roof. He would wait in the center of the roof until Kintaro presented himself. They only had about five minutes to talk before they would be tardy to their next class.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 4:33 pm
Noting the late comer with a sharp glance, he continued to listen to the teacher speak. However, when the bell rank five minutes later, Kintaro almost groaned. He didn't want to tell Fuerte about himself, but his suspicions were too daunting to keep to himself. And so he headed out of the class, and followed Fuerte up to the roof. Kaosu he didn't care about, unless the kid followed him up. At the moment, though, he just noticed Fuerte. Walking past the other kid, Kintaro strode over to the fence, and gazed out over Karakura, his gaze searching for the direction that the spiritual pressure was coming from. He was quiet, letting Fuerte make the first move.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 7:32 pm
Fuerte didn't speak for nearly twenty seconds. When the twenty seconds were up, he would speak with a fairly light, yet somewhat deep voice. "What has caused you to change? Don't ask me to explain what I mean by this; I know that you know what i'm talking about..."
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:07 pm
Kintaro huffed. "It's simple, Fuerte. I've been forced into the open in order to save someone's life. And now new spiritual pressures are rising up over near the old church, and I've got no clue what to make of it." He knew full well that he was letting Fuerte know that he had powers. This was odd coming from the man that didn't seem to have any spirit pressure at all, except that of a normal human. "Shinigami have begun appearing everywhere, and not too long ago, the Hollow's showed up with an Arrancar on their asses!" ANother thing about Kintaro was that he never swore. Yet again another thing that has changed.
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