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 Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 6:47 am
╰☆╮Koetsu Mishima╭☆╯
Without devotion...We are nothing...
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His attack hadn’t gone as planned. Not in the slightest. Thoughts of opening her guard up with the vibrations of Shoujin had been all but abandoned once she had slipped past his first strike. It was the most important move that he had made in the swarm of attacks, and she had simply slipped past it and threw the whole plan out of whack. So what if she blocked his next two strikes and felt the vibrations in her arms? Now that she had gotten past his introductory slash, the rest of the attacks were rendered moot. A series of movements had led her to reside right next to him, closer than ever before, allowing his stronger-than-normal sense of smell to take in the various scents that emanated from her person. The smell of blood, resulting from the cut on her neck; the smell of steel, earned from his blade having made contact with her skin. And the greatest, the intriguing scent of a beautiful-sounding ex-Shinigami captain, who had been making him become smitten through combat alone. His enhanced senses had forced him to take in her scent, regardless of if he wanted to or not. Lacking sight made your other senses strong, whether he wanted to use them or not. Such a fact made his zanpakuto’s abilities ironic and brilliant at the same time.
He felt the leg latched around his own, purposefully ‘looking’ down at it despite his blindness. Being this close had made him realize one thing, a comparison between the two. She was short, at least compared to him. There were at least nine inches of height between the two, so she had come up to the middle of his torso (give or take). The long sleeves of his captain’s haori had billowed and touched her person as she spoke to him, her words dancing upon his earlobes and her voice like liquid fire as he listened in. He could practically taste the tone as if it were the flaming flavor of a spicy dish. She was displeased, there was no hiding it. She must’ve noticed that lag time he gave with the first of his last attacks. Regretting that action almost immediately, he realized what that might have meant to an ex-Squad 11 captain. Deliberately weakening a move to spare an opponent was disrespectful to the battle as a whole, and definitely to her. He’d wanted to apologize, but that might have dug a deeper hole for him. Frowning at her, he opened his own lips to speak, talking freely for the second time that day. “I just don’t want you to go…” He said solemnly, giving her the grace of his voice for a second time. Maybe his words would mitigate the anger she felt, maybe not, but he thought he could at least try.
In the midst of all of their banter and distinct movements, it was clear that Koetsu had almost completely forgotten why they were battling, and where they were. The Seireitei, because they were invaders, he remembered, having been lost with the woman before him. It was just the two of them dancing, two comets passing by each other in the empty universe, stars and planets all indistinct as the two celestial bodies met and collided with such fervor. Nothing else mattered but the two of them, and their dance certainly felt that way. The pause in combat had only reassured him that she was currently the only thing in his world, and that their acts of violence towards each other was merely demonstrative on how two opposing factions could connect with each other. He had begun to become glad over the fact that they were enemies. He didn’t believe that they would unite against each other in perpetual dance if the invasion leader hadn’t decided to come to the Seireitei. He would thank the man in the future for that.
The movements had resumed, as he found her leg jerking backwards to make him fall. He knew as soon as she had placed her leg there, that that course of action would follow. And he let it happen, if not for much more than the thrill of danger. His back hit the soft ground of the Seireitei’s reishi-made environment, and he brought his left hand higher near his torso in case she had tried to go for either bruise that she had placed on his person earlier. Instead of that, however, she had swung her blade downwards towards his neck, the weapon moving to crush and slice his neck and even decapitate him if he let it happen. But he didn’t. The left hand that he had brought high had produced a narrow ball of green reiatsu that he blocked the strike with, the eighth Bakudo, “Seki”. The orb repelled the strike just enough for him to bring his legs up into a backwards roll, and himself off of the ground.
Thinking quickly after seeing the spiritual outline of her half-crouched body, he jabbed at her neck and chest, five times in succession. His right hand was on the handle under the hilt, but his left palm was against the pommel of his weapon. Each of the blade jabs flying at her had been pushed, their speed increasing in a surprising burst, by use of the first Hado, “Sho” again. During the course of her last movements when she had tripped him, the vibrations had ended, and so Kandakai resumed. She now faced his fast zanpakuto, its shrill whistling sounds having returned and increased in power through use of the speed boost that using Sho had granted. He followed his jabs with a diagonal slash, aimed from her left hip to her right shoulder, timing his swing to what he thought would be the recoil time from his zanpakuto's ability.
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★Captain of Squad 13★
Mood: Apologetic
Location: In his own world with Nocella
Thoughts: Didn't mean to displease her...
Zanpakutō: Shikai
[O.O.C: Post is shorter than I wanted it to be, and I typed the last paragraph really fast. I didn't want to be late for work but I also wanted to leave you with something to reply to while I was out. Also....WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE? heart whee xd ]
▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ True devotion transcends... ...the laws of your reality. █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 7:36 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.кєηѕнιη нιяσѕнι  ⇨ ~ Leadership isn't about speeches or being liked... As Kenshin resumed his assault on Aero, he noticed that he wasn't making any sign of drawing his sword and time soon. "Grimm was a captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. He took an oath to serve the Gotei 13 along with the Soul Society. Regardless if he truly ever meant what he swore the day he became a captain, the fact still stands. He betrayed the Gotei 13.
He betrayed his comrades, and more importantly, he just couldn't take change." Pausing, Kenshin was about to resume his little speech, but noticed several shots being fired straight towards Aero. Kenshin smirked as he knew well who fired off these rounds. "Looks like the Cavalry has arrived now, eh?"
O.O.C: Sorry for the sub-par posts guys! D: ...it's the end result that counts ~ ⇦ ┏xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┓Mood: Annoyed
Location: Somewhere in the Seireitei
Thoughts: What now?
Zanpakutō State: Sealed┗..xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┛
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The Hopeless Optimist Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 9:24 am
 и σ c є ℓ ℓ αxxк υ я є и α ιｃａｒｍｉｎｅxx.ｃａｒｉａｄxx- u o ɯ ǝ pxxx/xxxɐ ɯ ɹ ɐ ʞ -▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂xxxReversing her 180 spin entirely, due to the recoil of the Kido, she spun back around to face him as he retreated once more. Going into a slight crouch with a minute bend in her knees, she held her blades in a relaxed position. "How utterly romantic." she mused, in a dark and lustful tone. "Almost like the Phantom of the Opera before his woman gets taken away." she said, ending the last syllable in a hoarse hiss. Whether he liked it or not, there was a good chance of them reaching the Bankai phase in this fight. It was, after all, the main invasion. The destruction of the Seireitei was Zetsubo's goal, after all. It was sorely unlikely that he would call a retreat, due to the fact that the Head Captain had now shown himself. At the same time, she wasn't all to happy about this fight going into Bankai phase in the first place. While it would indeed, be the fight of her life and finish the battle with that euphoric and destined last strike, her rational side kept interfering like an annoying pest in the back of her mind. Nocella could count the number of people that saw her Bankai with the fingers on her hands. And it wasn't because of the fact that it was some kind of all powerful force, or that she killed the witnesses. She just didn't use it, period. It was a warrant for her practical suicide, and a gambit she only used when finishing a fight was absolutely necessary. But alas, the greatest wish of a warrior was to go down fighting. If karma deemed that she was to fall to this powerful fighter, then so be it.
Watching the distance between them with calculating and observing eyes, she swung her body sensuously in cadence with the wind. Standing stationary, but moving as if she was fidgeting, she didn't once stop her limbs from moving after she had disconnected with her opponent. A slight swivel of hips, an imperceptible shift in her stance. Nocella waved her body like a rattlesnake charmed by the lullaby of a flute. Her snake-like Zanpakuto form was her least favorite out of her Shikai abilities. Not only did it drag out a fight, but it required patience and precise timing to utilize fully. And while that was what her opponent wanted, it was no wish of hers. She wanted the battle to be hot and furious, raging like a volcano about to erupt. But his current tactics weren't going to cut it. Nocella would match his movements with her own, allowing him the favor to fully savor the fight before crushing the ideal that he could have such a sluggish battle with the explosive passion that she held within her. Some fun was to be had, after all, as the chance for such an opponent only came once in an eon. While her current "comrades", Zetsubo and Aero, were worthy opponents, none of them held such raw skill with a blade alone. In her eyes, a battle wasn't a true battle if it held excess trivialities that didn't involve the incredible prowess of the blade.
Her movements slight and precise, Nocella's personified snake movements weren't without reason. Nothing this woman did was without reason, as anything else would be an utter waste of aesthetic movement and muscle energy. Her Noxious form held special capabilities, allowing her for enhanced eyesight to catch every nuance in Koetsu's body movements that were normally unseen by the human eye. While her eyesight and perception was already fearsome in its own right, this only served to let her study his actions even further. Slow in conception, Noxious was meant to be entirely stationary, having little to no movement across the battlefield and letting her opponent do the work. What would normally be unseeable was clear as day to her. Every single shift in her movement that had her body swinging curvaceously, gave her a new line of perception to observe her opponent thoroughly. Even from this distance, she could even seen that the previously imperceptible vibration of his blade had faded. Since his ability had ended, it was more or less safe to assume that his blade no longer held its vibration quality, but had its noise amplification back again.
Darting her tongue out, she swiped at the empty air, as if tasting the wind for movement. Running the tip of her tongue over her upper lip, she drew it back so it slid over her top incisors. The nature of her form had seemed to throw her into a fully personified personality of the animal. Her blades were now her fangs, and she wanted to sink them through skin and into a vein. The cry for blood was like an immense pounding in her head; like voices screaming at her from an invisible audience. The beast would get what it wanted in due time. Letting the Captain take the lead, as he immediately followed his retreat from her swipes with a counterattack, she mirrored his movements with her own. Allowing him to close the short gap between them from his roll, every step he took forward, she took one back. If he lunged forward, she leaned back. If his body swung to the right, her's swung to the left. This ultimate precision allowed her to dodge his strikes with the least amount of effort possible. Of course, the noise factor was another matter entirely, but that was the point of her movements. As he jabbed at the left of her neck, she slight shifted her body to the right, as his body naturally twisted to the left to pull the blade back in order to jab. the same tactics weren't going to work twice on her. Or rather, in more practical terms, it was going to work again, then never again. Due to the blinding fast speed of his thrusts and Nocella's last second dodges, the flat of his blade slipped past her neck area with literally a millimeter of space in between skin and metal. The sound reverberated through that millimeter of air, blasting into her left ear and effectively bursting the eardrum in her left ear, literally rattling her brain from the sheer vibration as she reflexively winced. With a largely noticable flinch in her movements, the second strike went for the right of her neck. Where the previous wound that she had received was. This was going to be the most riskiest part of her plan, but she had long since been prepared to do what was necessary. If one wanted to win a sword fight, sometimes sacrifices were necessary. And she was going to give up her hearing in favor of gaining a small advantage in the fight.
Best case scenario, the avoided the second jab with no problem, taking out her right ear in the process. Worst case scenario, he jabbed into her neck, deepened the previous wound, and sliced through her jugular, effectively killing her unless she was, quite literally, medically treated on the spot. Nocella had been fully prepared for the recoil that she knew would come from the first strike. It helped to be prepared for it, but nothing was going to help her discombobulated senses. Luckily, her flinch had jerked her head backwards, away from her opponent. His Zanpakuto stabbed in a noticeably wider gap in between her and the blade, but effectively did the exact same thing to her right eardrum as it had done with her left. Bursting her other eardrum. The second recoil was even worse than the first, as her sense of hearing was practically completely cut off. The only thing she could hear was a constant ringing sound piercing through her brain, with everything else in the background muted, as if her ears were now muffled. It could be compared to that initial static ring that came from a microphone when first turned on. A singular thread of sound, and every other sound dimmed into the environment around it. But regardless of what she now heard, his sound tricks would only fall on deaf ears now. She could still hear, but it was like someone took the remote and turned down the volume drastically. Her sense of sound depth perception was thrown entirely out of whack. A sound that was an inch from her, would sound like it came from a few feet away.
Now that she had effectively established that his sound tricks would no longer work on her, she still had three other stabs to worry about. And with the nagging ringing going on in her ears and her brain rattling from the sudden intrusion of sound into her head, this was going to prove for a rather difficult feat. Theoretically, as all his stabs were aimed for the upper parts of her body; mainly her neck and chest, all she had to do was duck. Yeah, that was easier said than done. With the speed of his blows powered by Sho, and her now sluggish reactions that her brain was trying to send signals to her body to move like a marionette, she wasn't going to get out of this one so easily. His third slash cut into her shoulder, but wasn't deep, due to her collarbone deflecting the sharp metal. The fourth was deadlier, heading straight for her windpipe. Through willpower alone, practically forcing her body to move against its will, she stumbled backwards as the blade was forced to aim higher, due to their difference in height. It cut a line down her cheek, not too serious since his jabs were all shallow, with only the tip of his blade reaching her at all. The fifth one was even luckier, managing to snag the fabric of her clothes at her collarbone, pushing in through the flesh where her shoulder and neck met.
By the time his last diagonal slash had been launched, her senses were on the verge of recovering her bodily movements, but not quite yet. Mustering up the last of her effort, she moved into the strike, not allowing the tip of the blade to slice through her, but moving into the length of the blade as it cut deep into the left side of her ribcage. Ouch, that was going to be a b***h. But her next move would be even more of one. The last consensus of Noxious was to land a single blow on the opponent. While it might not sound like much, the entire perception of her opponent, the dodging of attacks, and the walk into his blade had all come down to this. Utilized for nothing more than a single decisive strike, the build up of the teasing of her opponent was meant to observe, block, then shatter his defenses to launch nothing more than a single overwhelming strike that was meant to utterly break her opponent. His blade was occupied in her side. By now, she had recovered from the recoil, and she was literally up in his face with both hands free. Like a python waiting motionless and ever so slowly for his prey to creep up, she would strike out fast and sure, in an attempt to swallow her delicious prey in her fangs. Her right hand reverse gripped blade came diagonally up at the same time her left hand normal gripped blade came diagonally down. Nocella aimed to cut deep, tearing two diagonal claws down the length of his torso with the entire five inch thickness of her blades. Not only would the wound be serious if he did nothing, but the corrosive property of her blades would directly attack his nervous system with such a serious wound. With untrained opponents, people had actually blacked out from the intense pain her blades brought. But this Captain was not to be underestimated, and she knew he was the one who could give her a little fun.
{ O.O.C ~ Take your time with your posts! I'd rather be left waiting than get something shoved together like pudding. yum_puddi }
ｍｉｓｔｒｅｓｓxｏｆxｔｈｅxｂｌａｄｅxރ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"...Karma just caught up with you."| Galewalker | Wolfsbane | Tesla | Noxious | Flamethorn |
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 11:19 am
Raiku Sato
Squad 10 Captain  Raiku was stunned by Zetsu's new speed. He recognized it as a mix of both shunpo and sonido, which was completely new to Raiku. Raiku just barely managed to dodge most of the attack by jumping back, but his stomach line now had a decent sized cut along it. The cut wasn't very deep due to the durability of the hollow armor, but it still hurt. In addition, Raiku was a little shaken by Zetsu's newly shown abilities. Raiku was now fairly sure that he wouldn't be able to defeat, let alone kill Zetsu. However, he resolved himself to do as much damage as possible to Zetsu in hopes that Kenshin would be able to kill the man with ease. Raiku was content with that, because in the end he was a soldier.
Raiku decided that he'd try to use some hado this time. Rather than waste time with the minor spells, he'd go straight for the high caliber hits and try to do as much damage as possible. However, first he knew that he would need to immobilize Zetsu. To do so, he would use multiple bakudos. Raiku first pointed a finger at Zetsu. "Bakudo 61 Rikujokoro." After that, six beams of light would instantly surround Zetsu and hit his midsection. Immediately afterwards Raiku clenched his fist. "Bakudo 63 Sajo Sabaku" Yellow chains would then surround Zetsu's arms and increase the difficulty of breaking free.
Raiku then saw that the bakudos were complete, and that Zetsu would likely have a difficult time breaking free. Due to him having the time, he figured that he should do this spell right. "Seeping crest of turbidity. Arrogant vessel of lunacy! Boil forth and deny! Grow numb and flicker! Disrupt sleep! Crawling queen of iron! Eternally self-destructing doll of mud! Unite! Repulse! Fill with soil and know your own powerlessness! Hado 90 Kurohitsugi!" A large black box would then begin to form around Zetsu. Zetsu's only chance to dodge the attack would be to break free of the two bakudos which would be difficult to do. Once the black box formed, several spears would then puncture the box and would severely injure Zetsu. However, even with the incantation, Raiku is inexperienced with this spell, and would only be able to bring 60% of its power to the table, which would leave Zetsu heavily injured, but due to his regenerative abilities and durability, Zetsu would likely remain in combat condition. (Hey Ax, if this move is a no-no, just give me a heads up in a pm)
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Shadow Blade623 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:31 pm
--l--l--Zetsubo Uchu--l--l-- Seen..The...Sinister Smile.... _______________________________
No...I'm Not Killing You Because I have To.... _______________________________
So...You Hate Seeing Death.... _______________________________ Can..You..Forget......
Present: M.A.S.K. Leader
Former: Squad 7: Captain Location: Somewhere in the Seireitei
Thoughts: I'm Pissed Now
Reiatsu Gauge: Full
Zanpakuto State: Shikai
With: Raiku
O.O.C.: Edit: Zetsubo________ Uchu_______ As Zetsu had noticed his blade barely cut through Raiku's armor he made a hmm sound, which he wasn't expecting it to be this annoying. Yet, he noticed as Raiku had began to set up his own next attack, which he had began to bind Zetsu with kido. Which was successful, he felt as the chains had bind him along with the six beams of light to stop his movements. He didn't bother to fight back, he knew this was somewhat pointless, but since he was already held down why not just continue on getting beat on ay? He did just that, which he looked to the ground and became quiet. This had all ended once Raiku had began to start his incantation for the Hado 90 Kurohitsugi. He had closed his eyes as the black coffin had began to form.
He felt it coming as he needed now show everyone his true power. There was more need of hiding as Raiku had now finally struck Zetsu's last nerve."You....Scum...."he said with rage in his voice, yet it kept calm. As the box slowly closed, he looked at the man with his purple eyes. Once it had closed, the black coffin the burst opened shattering it into millions of pieces. Zetsu was unleashing enough reitsu to crush the level 90 hollow, and finally freeing himself. His hollows nature was slowing coming out as he looked up. A tower of black reitsu was engulfing the man as he allowed his power to flow out.
He then looked at Raiku, with Rage in his eyes."Yes...you almost wounded me more then what you already have......."though as he was speaking, he used Mitsune now with his hollows powers increasing the speed aiming to pierce Raiku directly in his abdomen. Though as he got closer to Raiku, he shifted the amount of reitsu in his left hand which the blade was in to increase the effect making sure if he had made contact with Raiku, he would surely pierce through his armor this time. Though he wasn't one hundred percent sure, he at least knew it would be more effective. Though he was also being watchful of Raiku blinding warping speed, since the man couldn't be sense while doing it he had to make sure he closed the gap between them so he could only slow down his option of where he would appear. ...or Can you Forgive......
....Because it has Mystery All Over It
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......I'm killing you because it's Pleasurable
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...What if I told you Death Like Seeing You?
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 3:40 pm
Raiku Sato
Squad 10 Captain Raiku looked in slight shock when he saw his hado was broken. He was disturbed by how Zetsu appeared now. Honestly, Zetsu resembled something more akin to a vasto lordes, or full hollow form than he did a Shinigami or even a vizard. Raiku could also tell that the once calm Zetsu had become angry. Raiku didn't know what to expect from this, since some people became worse fighters when enraged, while others become far more dangerous. For the sake of safety, Raiku decided to assume that Zetsu had become more dangerous. Afterall, its better to overestimate an enemy, than underestimate.
After Raiku finished his thoughts, Raiku noticed the incoming attack. Raiku couldn't deflect or dodge due to Zetsu's speed, and he wasn't willing to use his teleportation again yet. He had other plans for it. Therefore, Raiku knew that he was going to get injured on this attack. Zetsu's sword did indeed pierce him this time, although, the sword didn't get too deep, but deep enough to draw a good amount of blood and cause pain. Raiku grunted in pain as he felt the blade.
Despite this, Raiku grinned at what Zetsu chose to do. Raiku was primarily a close combat fighter, and getting this close simply allowed him to use his favorite moves. Raiku quickly put his zampakuto in its sheath on his back and turned back to Zetsu. Raiku would now display his skills in hakuda again to fight this man. "Raioken!" Raiku then began to throw a rapid fire barrage of 100 punches at Zetsu, that if they hit would break the armor around Zetsu's torso enough, that the back part of the armor would also fall off and leave Zetsu more vulnerable. At the same time Raiku moved his left leg in a sweeping motion to hopefully knock Zetsu's feet away. Finally Raiku fired a black cero from his mouth towards Zetsu's left shoulder blade which, if it hit, would render Zetsu's arm immobile. The kick and Raioken would be difficult to avoid due to Raiku's increase in speed, and the cero would be hard to avoid if the Raioken hit because the first attacks would have left Zetsu stunned.
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Shadow Blade623 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 4:03 pm
 ＹＵＫＩ ＶＩＡＮＥＹ________________________ ｌｉｅｕｔｅｎａｎｔxxｏｆxxｓｑｕａｄxxｔｅｎ
Yuki watched as the different Grimm's disappeared under the white mass of tiny yet powerful blades and soon left only one, Grimm standing. However, seeing that Grimm that held out his hand to attempt to stop the force of thousands of blades, Yuki was slightly surprised by his actions. Yet Yuki only was intending to attack him only with a great force, instead of attack him three separate times. As the white snowflakes, started to return to Yuki some stained with his blood as they started to form her zanpakuto quickly, as Yuki listened to his words, making her want to slap him across the face. He was being so stubborn...Yuki thought to herself as she seen his injury on his hand and quickly focused back on Grimm.
Seeing that he finally used one of his Shikai abilities, Yuki felt like she needed to get him more wounded so she could at least go help Raiku, feeling that he has already went to his second release on his hollow abilities, at that, Yuki would slap him across the face then give him a warm hug..if she would survive. However seeing that her dashed his way towards her with only his fists, Yuki seen that he was much more faster as her eyes widen behind her mask, only having a few seconds to react. Yuki used her own speed to bend her body from the waist and then bend her neck back, as his fist would hit her slightly in the jaw, chipping her mask slightly. Quickly Yuki jumped back and unwrapped her black cloths that was covering her arm, revealing him, a metal arm, that looked are strong and sharp as her zanpakuto, "I dont have time to mess around with you. You might be stronger and faster than me, but my will is strong than yours as my bound to my allies." Yuki said before pointing her zanpakuto at him, "Let them fear the cold!" Yuki yelled out loud as her whole appearance changed and zanpakuto transformed, as the weather around them began to form descent size of ice falling from the black clouds instead of gray, mixed with thick snowflakes. Yuki held her new zanpakuto as she bended her knees and lunched her self at Grimm, clenching her left hand as she attempted to punch his midsection, sending the air right out his lungs. Her speed and strength has extremely took a large turn, not mentioning the help from her hollow as well. Her movements were now swift like lighting and very powerful.
◔ "It's not death that I am afraid of, it's time.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I am afraid that my time will be up before I find my place..." ◕ ◐ Zanpakuto: [] ѕєαℓє∂ ↕ []ѕнιкαι ↕ [✥]вαηкαι ↕◓ Color of Reiatsu: [✥] White◑ Mask: [] ηση~яєℓєαѕє∂ ↕ [✥]яєℓєαѕє∂ ↕ ◒ Out of Character: [O.O.C:]Battle Theme: Battle Theme
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 4:21 pm
--l--l--Zetsubo Uchu--l--l-- Seen..The...Sinister Smile.... _______________________________
No...I'm Not Killing You Because I have To.... _______________________________
So...You Hate Seeing Death.... _______________________________ Can..You..Forget......
Present: M.A.S.K. Leader
Former: Squad 7: Captain Location: Somewhere in the Seireitei
Thoughts: Annoying
Reiatsu Gauge: Full
Zanpakuto State: Shikai
With: Raiku
O.O.C.: Edit: Zetsubo________ Uchu_______ Zetsu watched as his blade had made contact with the man. He knew and felt there was no time to get excited as he knew this wasn't the end of this man. He then heard Raiku unleash a knew attack, which he had switch from zanjutsu to hakuda. This was a style Zetsu himself was masterful in, though due to Raiku enhanced speed he was hit by seventy-five percent of the hits, due to him being able to dodge at the last second by letting go of his weapon. Not only that, his arms did shatter which when he was followed by the leg sweep he did fall. Which as he was falling, he notice the cero quickly charging and he had to counter with as much as he could by releasing his own cero at the last second. The cero didn't do much damage to his shoulder, instead it hit his right forearm.
Zetsu had shunpoed back as he was revealed to have a damage right sleeve and glove. He looked at Raiku, as the man had yet got another attack on him. Though he had also noticed that Raiku didn't notice one thing about Zetsu still. The man had made a small sigh release from his lips as he looked at the man before him. By using his reitsu he called back his zanpakuto to him, which he retrieved in his left hand. "Haven't you noticed something Raiku??"he asked him calmly, still full of rage in his eyes. To be honest, he had never felt more alive then he do now.
He then became silenced as he waited for the mans reply, though he didn't really care at this point. He jumped at least ten feet into the air, and vanished with a spin kick aiming to kick Raiku on the right side of his head, which if made contact, he would follow it with mitsune and appear a head of the direction Raiku would go and spin kick once more but launching his kick upwards, so he could send him into the air. Which finally he appear in the sky above in dive downwards onto him with his feet aiming to hit him in the abdomen, and pile drive him to the ground. Though if this attack had fail, Zetsu would use shunpo to distance himself from Raiku, but to be prepared for the mans next attack. ...or Can you Forgive......
....Because it has Mystery All Over It
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...What if I told you Death Like Seeing You?
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Shadow Blade623 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 8:19 pm
Raiku Sato
Squad 10 Captain Raiku looked at Zetsu as he spoke. "Yeah Zetsu, I've noticed. You're using the full level of your shikai, and more of your hollow powers. In addition, you seem to be very angry now. I guess I have that effect on people, especially enemies." Raiku smirked again briefly before he noticed that Zetsu was ready to attack. Raiku appeared to be hit by the spin kick and fell to the rest of Zetsu's onslaught. However, Raiku used utsusemi again, and managed to avoid the attack. He stayed still and caught his breath long enough for Zetsu to notice him and for Zetsu to use his shunpo to back up. Raiku drew his zampakuto.
Immediately after that Raiku began to charge at Zetsu with a large amount of speed. However, once he got within about a meter Raiku quickly stopped and made a motion like he was throwing a ball. "Bakudo 21 Sekienton" After that a large cloud of red smoke would appear just in front of Zetsu. As the cloud would disappear, Zetsu would see Raiku's zampakuto coming at him like a spear since Raiku had thrown it. However, Raiku also teleported while in the cloud, and appeared behind Zetsu at point blank range. "Makai Raikou" Black lightning formed around Raiku's left hand, and Raiku then thrust it at Zetsu's back. With the speed of Raiku's attack and Zetsu being caught unaware, Zetsu would likely be unable to avoid it, even with him using more of his powers. If the attack hit, Zetsu would be sent flying 50 feet, and would be extremely burned due to Zetsu's durability, because in a normal circumstance the individual would likely be torn apart. However, as a result of this, Raiku's left arm would be left broken in 20 areas, and his bankai and shattered form would start to reseal. In fact, his bankai would reseal instantly, while Raiku's shattered form would gradually begin to dissipate.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 9:14 pm
--l--l--Zetsubo Uchu--l--l-- Seen..The...Sinister Smile.... _______________________________
No...I'm Not Killing You Because I have To.... _______________________________
So...You Hate Seeing Death.... _______________________________ Can..You..Forget......
Present: M.A.S.K. Leader
Former: Squad 7: Captain Location: Somewhere in the Seireitei
Thoughts: Sigh
Reiatsu Gauge: Slowly returning.
Zanpakuto State: Sealed
With: Raiku, Aero, Kenshin, and Tobias
O.O.C.: Edit: Zetsubo________ Uchu_______ Zetsu listened to Raiku speak, which he didn't reply. Though as the man had guessed him using his full power in shikai, he was correct. Zetsu was using he full power because Raiku pissing him off though he was slowly calming down. As he watch his attack show to look as if they were successful, he had noticed the man use utsusemi. How almost predictable one would use to dodge a onslaught of attack, which with excellent timing Raiku had manage to escape the combo. With this being failed, Zetsu had jumped back as he looked at the man. He noticed Raiku grabbed his zanpakuto, and then used a low level kido. Just by doing this he was expecting the man was already up to something. Not only that, out of all kido's he used a smoke type or blinding type.
Zetsu sharp senses had then looked to the on coming sword, which before he could react Raiku had appeared behind him. He looked over his shoulder, which from the attack Zetsu was struct. Though in reality, Zetsu himself could have used Utsesumi but instead he decided to take the hit. Plus he was actually more happy about Raiku unleashing such attack, and with this Zetsu was sent flying fifty feet. A large cloud of smoke had followed him as he went flying in the distance from the man whom had done this too him. More of his clothing had been torn, and his flesh had been burned. He didn't move as he laid there slowly healing which took long because how critical this attack was. He felt paralyzed though, he had meditated causing his reitsu to flow to the more injured areas to heal them.
About thirty seconds afterwards he rolled over onto his front, slowly getting up as he looked at the ground. He punched to see how much of his arm had heal, which he could still feel the torn muscles and felt the linage of his right forum still connecting. He smiled a little under his mask as he had slowly risen to his feet. He cracked his neck and reached in his back pocket. There had a small clock looking item. By pressing a button another black over coat had came out. He ripped off the torn one and put on a new one. He still felt pain over his body due to that attack which did cause a lot of effect on him.
As he had slowly approached raiku, he had deactivated his shikai. He had noticed the man's bankai along with his shattered form had left him. As he got about ten feet from him, he looked at Raiku with his dark colored eyes. The rage from his eyes could still be seen or even felt if one had closely paid attention. He had softly clap due to the pain in his body still healing, but not full wearing off."I applaud you captain for pissing me off and putting me through some type of hell....I guess I deserved it you probably would say."he said in a calm sarcastic way. Zetsu wasn't going to look down on Raiku because he was the first in many years whom actually got to push Zetsu shikai and piss him off like that.
He put his hand in his pocket as he had looked up to the quincy and then back to Raiku."As...I was saying earlier, haven't you noticed..that I only used one Shikai ability?"he said calmly. He then closed his eyes, knowing the fight between him and the captain was over. He had lowered his rage as he slowly calming himself."I have my reasons for not fully fighting you back Raiku, but again I should thank you in the end for it being you and not myself."he had explained more. After saying such a hint to the man that there was more to come he had one more thing to say before leaving."As I said I just wanted to come and speak to you commanding captain.....and here is a compliment you piece of scum."he said in a calm but mean knowing it wont really effect Raiku. "Master that shattered form.....trust me...its worth it."knowing his own evolution, he will never try obtain shattered form .
If one vizard can do it, why not all. The simple fact that Zetsu find it not to suit him when he could just go full Vasto Lordez and still remain in control. He shrugged off the thought, and use shunpo to appear on a roof top not to far from Kenshin and Aero. He looked at Tobia and then back to Aero"Kenshin Hiroshi...and Tobias Clark....long time no hear you piece of low bags."he said insulting the two with a i don't care type of attitude if that didn't like it. He was looked to the quincy emperor and then to the Kenshin. ...or Can you Forgive......
....Because it has Mystery All Over It
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 11:52 pm
---l--xxl-Grimm Amarai-lxx--l---
M.A.S.K. Agent Men are not Prisoners of war....
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Don't ever believe that Darkness will Triumph....
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With this Light of Fire I Bring.....
----------------------------------- Jumping backwards and landing softly on the ground, Grimm looked on at Yuki with a curious gaze. He was slightly amazed at how powerful she had become, but he still knew he was stronger than her. Letting out a deep sigh as she released her Bankai he returned to his sealed state, his spiritual pressure dropping drastically, if she wanted to truly take him down, now would've been the perfect time. Only thing wrong with the timing was she didn't know what he was doing. Holding his zanpakuto sideways at her, the palm of his wounded hand touching the back of the blade. Once again, Grimm's eyes started to glow a bright white light as he began to build up a massive amount of spiritual pressure, surrounding him in a twister of his spiritual pressure mixed with the icy weather of Yuki's zanpakuto. He could feel her spiritual pressure around him, it was strong, more hollow like than shinigami. This massive amount of spiritual pressure of not only Grimm's but Yuki's as well was enough to stop her attack from fully reaching him, when she was blown back, he felt three separate tears across his stomach as well as his clothes tearing apart. Not dwelling any longer Grimm let his spiritual pressure disperse, but when he did his zanpakuto was starting to change, it was burning with a bright light, steam rising off it in a calm manner, he had closed his eyes for the moment taking a deep breath before reopening them looking directly at Yuki. "I'm sorry you have to be on the receiving end of this Yuki, may the heavens watch over you. Bankai..."
Releasing his Bankai his spiritual pressure erupted out of him once more, his appearance drastically changed, he was holding a simple golden zanpakuto, that looked very similar to its sealed state but it was different, it had ancient marking across it on both sides. His head covered by the white hood, the only thing seen underneath were his bright white eyes. He was clad from his shoulders to his feet in heavy golden armor doning the same markings as his zanpakuto. Though he had released his Bankai, he wasn't finished yet, he stabbed his zanpakuto into the ground and held his palms together for a minute letting his spiritual pressure calmly swarm around him. "Saishuuteki na Handan!" (最終的iな判断, Final Judgement) His hood disappeared revealing his face, his black hair had changed to white again and his eyes were still glowing a bright white. He tore his armor off revealing the same ancient marking across his body, this was his final attack, he didn't have much time to use it, but he knew with this he would defeat Yuki. With his armor gone and nothing constraining his movements, Grimm retrieved his zanpakuto from the ground and immediately he went on the attack. His speed had greatly increased as well as his strength. This was what this ability was used for, it was his final attack and he had yet to be beaten while he used it. He slashed his zanpakuto across her midsection but just before the blade reached he stopped his palm in front of her face. He pointed his index finger at her and stared into her eyes behind her mask. "Jūgeki Byakurai!" (Kaizō Kidō) (重撃白雷 (改造鬼道), Heavy-Strike Pale Lightning (Modified Kidō) At point blank he sent the kido spell into her face but at the same time he sent a swift right knee to her midsection, if hit it would do a considerable amount of damage and would do devestating damage to her....But prisoners of their own Mindset
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 5:57 am
-l-l-l-l-Aero Diskence-l-l-l-l-
-Lord of Hueco Mundo-
"Men aren't prisoners of wars......"
"From the world of darkness I did let loose demons..... In the midst of their own assaults on each other, Aero felt a spiritual pressure off the in the distance, at the same time he felt that he knew he had sent an attack, he fired what seemed to be reishi bullets at him, jumping back a little the first few bullets flew past him, with the others he put his hands up blocking the rest of the bullets. He planted his feet into the ground and then looked up at Kenshin with an empty look on his face. "Have you weakened yourself to the point you have to have a Quincy fight your battles? Pathetic Hiroshi." Finally drawing his zanpakuto Aero held it at the ready the tip of the blade pointing at Kenshin. Aero was warmed up enough, it was time for them to get fully serious, and by drawing his zanpakuto Aero was telling his opponent, now was the time for both of them to get serious."...but prisoners of their own fate"
"...devils in the powers of scorpions to torment"
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 3:17 pm
╰☆╮Koetsu Mishima╭☆╯
Without devotion...We are nothing...
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The dance floor had been splattered with the blood of both its inhabitants. True to the ideal of battle within warfare, both Koetsu and Nocella had been trying to kill each other through increasingly lethal means. Whether it was the abuse of the sound quality of Shoujin to rip her receptors apart, or her Noxious form’s ability to pour acid on his nerves, it was clear that the two warriors were pushing each other into a corner; where only one of them would eventually emerge. Koetsu hadn’t wanted either of them to be pushed there, but what could he do? Walk up to the invasion leader and demand that they retreat? Unlikely. He couldn’t stall forever either. She’d definitely kill him in anger if he had purposefully weakened his attacks again. There wasn’t any getting past this, it seemed, and he had sighed in realization of that fact.
The blind shinigami had lain on the ground across from Nocella, his zanpakuto vertically planted in the ground next to him. He had been panting heavily, fighting the pain that bit constantly in his chest. Easily visible, was a narrow but lengthy swath through his kosode, a diagonal slash of scarlet carved in the middle of his pectoral muscles. Similarly, a fairly deep cut in the skin right above his left hip had been added to his collection of wounds. But it wasn’t the two new additions that was the problem. It was the horrendous biting pain that he felt once her broadswords had bit into his skin. He wanted to take his nails and claw at the wounds to make them stop prickling, as if they were simple itches on top of his skin. He wouldn’t scream out or even grunt to acknowledge his hurt; he hadn’t wanted to give her twice the satisfaction of having dealt him an incapacitating blow. The pain he was feeling had been the reason he’d placed himself on the ground before her, as if he were taking a break in order to bring himself back together against the nerve pain her zanpakuto induced. Moreover, he had replayed the events in his head that lead to her Noxious’ successful attack.
His attacks had been fairly successful, for the most part. Sho increased the speed of his jabs to such an extent that he was sure her eardrums had burst from the sounds erupting from his blade. Each of his stabs had achieved their purpose, and yet he couldn’t say the same on his diagonal slash. Sure, it had hit her, but not in the way he thought it would. She had slid into the slash, slightly lodging Shoujin into her flesh, leaving him open to her attack if he didn’t move at all. With such lack of distance, he definitely couldn’t escape unharmed. He’d have to take the attack, but he would try to avoid having both slashes hit his front. Not with the bruise he held from earlier still present on his stomach, which one of the blades were aiming for. Simultaneously, three actions had happened at once. His right hand had left the handle of his zanpakuto with haste, aiming to use Seki to repel the strike that was coming in from lower on his body. However, the speed of her slashes, coupled with his inability to form a bakudo within that much of an instant, had resulted in her lower slash having its trajectory changed without any of its power lost. The half-repelled slash bit well into the area above his left hip at the same time her other slash drove itself into his chest. He felt his blood escape his body as he moved backwards with a shunpo, feeling each of their zanpakuto rip themselves out of each other’s bodies. He had managed to stab his bloodied zanpakuto into the ground before letting himself fall onto his back.
Thinking had allowed him to escape the pain briefly, but once the scenario inside his head had finished replaying, the harsh reality of Nocella’s nerve damaging zanpakuto had returned. He had an idea of what his wounds meant for the rest of the battle. Had he not entered Bankai soon, he’d die. There were numerous vulnerabilities present on his body, any of them she could aim for with that vile zanpakuto of hers. His Bankai would encase him in a wonderful suit of silver armor, one that covered his entire body and would serve as a layer of protection for each of his wounds. He didn’t have much of a choice now, though he wouldn’t mind if Nocella had used her Bankai as well. In fact, he would goad her into it through spiritual pressure alone. Sitting up, that action alone having been difficult due to the pain that was still present within his body, he began to try and focus his reiatsu around his body. It would grow slowly, reaching a climb within a few minutes. At its apex, he would be ready to release his Bankai, and he hoped that Nocella would feel his spiritual pressure climbing and would release her own. In the meantime, he’d distract her with dialogue, praying on her lack of consistently hearing his voice in order to capture her with conversation. He would open with a rhetorical question, and then follow with a more personal one, the middle of each inquiry briefly interrupted with the pain he was feeling.
“Why are you fighting for him?” He would open with, referring to Zetsubo’s foolish invasion plan to draw Kenshin out. “Surely you know that invading with such few forces is suicide; don’t you care about your life?” He would follow his second question with one involuntary statement, not having wanted Nocella to know his of feelings. They were warriors, of course, with no room for emotions or feelings. “I care about you, Nocella. And I don’t want you to die in this stupid invasion.” Even so, the statement came out, despite the logic that ruled in him not knowing her enough to care. Sometimes battle really did unite two warriors into caring for one another. His reiatsu would continue to climb to Bankai level as they conversed about her existence.
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★Captain of Squad 13★
Mood: Inwardly screaming against the pain
Location: Seireitei, fighting Nocella
Thoughts: Why is she fighting for them?
Zanpakutō: Shikai, though inactive
▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ True devotion transcends... ...the laws of your reality. █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 4:32 pm
и σ c є ℓ ℓ αxxк υ я є и α ιｃａｒｍｉｎｅxx.ｃａｒｉａｄxx- u o ɯ ǝ pxxx/xxxɐ ɯ ɹ ɐ ʞ -▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂xxxThe minute her decisive strike hit its mark, Nocella pulled back. Unfortunately, her Noxious form was a one time thing. The lead up following the single overwhelming strike was now easily predictable, for a swordsman of Koetsu's caliber. Twirling her left blade in a circular motion as Koetsu fell, she merely watched him, seeing if he would succumb to the pain. For a second, she thought that he had blacked out. But then he sat up, with noticeable effort, as her Zanpakuto did its dirty work. The blood was everywhere by now. Dripping down the edges of her Zanpakuto, sliding down his torso, running from her side. The scent was absolutely illustrious, thickening the atmosphere with the tinge of rust. Through blood and sweat, they had turned a simple street into a warzone; a battlefield of steel and reiatsu. It was such a sight to behold, this little area where such passion shone through in such an insignificant part of the Seireitei. The motion of twirling her blade sent a small stream of blood flying off the tip, creating three concentric splashes on the floor near her feet.
She tilted her head as he spoke, as if that would make her hearing any better. His voice was like the last spur of an echo sailing through the air, or the whisper of the ocean as it lapped at the shore. Cocking her head slightly, his question wasn't exactly rhetorical. It was mislead. "Fighting for him?" she repeated, lifting her mouth up in a quirk. "I don't fight for anyone but myself." she scoffed. Did he think her to be so noble? After the Soul Society had effectively gotten rid of her, she had turned into a shallow, self-centered woman that was intent on taking everything that was rightfully her's. Revenge. Vengeance. Retribution. Karma. Stopping her blade swinging so the whoosh of the blade wouldn't disrupt the soundwaves going for her ear, she heard his next question with a little bit more clarity. "Oh, I know." she retorted. "I know that your Captains are busy elsewhere, after that bomb we set off in Seireitei. I know the lack of response after so long, means that there are few, if any, reinforcements coming to your aid. And I know..." she said, bending at the waist and leaning as forward as possible, as if he were the one deaf, instead of her. "...that my 'suicide' will be decided by you, and you alone." she hissed. She straightened out of her keeled over position, swinging her left blade into a reverse gripped position as she crossed her blades in front of her in an x-shaped pattern.
Like a perfect waltz partner in step, Nocella's reiatsu rose in cadence with Koetsu's. Their battle had reached the point of no return now. She knew that either one of them were going to be fighting for their lives at this point. And her Bankai marked the result of that. It was a release that she never used, unless she was intent on finishing a fight. Her Bankai had drastic consequences for her when she used it, and she made a point not to use it on an opponent unless she could inflict an equal amount of consequence back. An eye for an eye makes the world blind after all. Though literally, he was already blind. In all fairness, she had lost one of her senses too, and was soon to lose all of them if she was killed. Then again, battle was all about weighing the odds. In all honesty, the calculations going through her head told her he had about as much of a chance as defeating her, as she did him. The mere thought excited her, sending a tingle down her spine at the prospect of even facing a foe that could defeat her. A wild grin spread across her face as her reiatsu drastically peaked, whipping her hair straight upwards from the force that was emitted by her. The ground she was standing on cracked like butter from the pressure. With the pure range and force that she was exuding, he could feel all her emotions that thickened the atmosphere like jelly. Her emotions flew across the battlefield like a woman unhinged. Exuberance. Joy. Anger. Hatred. Vengeance. Ecstasy. Lust. And right there on the fringe, hardly noticeable, even by Nocella. Fear.
As her vast spiritual pressure whipped out from her uncontrollably; anything caught within the radius was whirled into a vortex of wind and pressure. The crimson aura of her reiatsu seemed to suck out the light from around them and turned the sky into a brilliant red. Laughing like she was having a psychotic break, her pupils dilated as her twin Zanpakuto seemed to get swallowed in the ensuing reiatsu storm. "My life ended when the Soul Society sentenced me to be executed! But I came back for it...I came back to deliver karma to the Seireitei!" she shouted. His last two sentences were lost to her ears as the rampage about her cut through her deafness to roar in her head. Nocella keeled over, clutching both her sides, as if she wanted to heave. "Lethal beauty, tear them to shreds! Taiko Aijin no Ken!" she screamed, a truly guttural sound that came from the back of the throat, leaving her vocal chords raw and dry. Her untameable reiatsu burst from her like an over inflated balloon, shattering any nearby constructs and hurtling them away like a hurricane. From amidst the mass of crimson, a wisp of pure black reiatsu engulfed her form, swallowing her before sluicing off her body like a thick liquid.
Straightening her body, her irises began to glow a luminous red. Like her Shikai, her Bankai looked exactly the same. Nothing but two twin blades hung at either side of her hips, now black instead of white. However, she drew her blades with a flourish, tossing her head back as she called out her Bankai ability. "Black Swallowtail..." she whispered, letting the wind carry away her voice. The reiatsu from her release had dimmed down greatly, but still swirled around her like a squall of thunder. Her new form was now encased in black armor down her arms and legs, with a simple vest that hung on her torso with minimal cleavage. It allowed her body for unrestricted movement, will placing all offensive force on her arms and legs. Brandishing both blades with in her master stance; left blade forward, right blade reversed, she faced her opponent with renewed ferocity, and maybe even unparalleled insanity, in her last stand against her opponent. "This is retribution." she declared. "This is karma personified..."
ｍｉｓｔｒｅｓｓxｏｆxｔｈｅxｂｌａｄｅxރ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂"...Karma just caught up with you."| Obsidian | Valkyrie | Black Swallowtail |
| Galewalker | Wolfsbane | Tesla | Noxious | Flamethorn |
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 9:03 pm
╰☆╮Koetsu Mishima╭☆╯
Without devotion...We are nothing...
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His words had practically fallen on deaf ears now. None of it had mattered anymore, the end of the line was coming, and he couldn’t stop them from soon reaching the climax of their confrontation. The simplicities of opposite alignments had created an inescapable situation of life and death. Such a situation had caused Koetsu to question many things. Why was he fighting for the Seireitei? Why had the woman before him been set up for execution? Why did she ally herself with the traitor captain and the Arrancar scum? He had an endless amount of questions to be asked, but none to be answered within this battle. The only question that would be answered was if he would fight to the end with her or not. As much as he didn’t want to, he would. His own reiatsu surged around him, painting the Seireitei grounds in silver, contrasting against her own spiritual energy like moonlight against the sunset.
He slipped his arms out of his captain’s haori, letting it blow away in the wind caused by both of their surging energies, and he removed his kosode from the top half of his body as he briefly struggled to stand. His muscular physique had been exposed, the collection of abs and the impeccable arm muscles earned from constant training. Each and every one of his wounds, aside from the cuts on his legs, had been visible. The bruises on his stomach and left bicep. The cuts on his upper chest and left side. The blade that had metaphorically pierced his heart. He frowned, reaching up to remove the long blindfold around his eyes to remove it. His eyes still knew blackness as he kept them closed, even as he tied the blindfold around his upper chest, applying a makeshift bandage to his greatest wound. The skin that was previously covered on his face had been a lighter shade than the rest of his body, as he almost never took that blindfold off. This was a special occasion.
His eyes remaining closed despite the immense urge to see the woman across from him, even for a second, he removed his zanpakuto from the ground. Holding it horizontally like he had for the Shikai release, he placed his left hand at the base of Shoujin’s blade; the limb glowing like his zanpakuto did when he had used its vibration ability. He moved his left palm slowly against the flat of his zanpakuto as the reiatsu he was focusing reached its height. He solemnly uttered the release command for his Bankai once his hand had reached the end of his blade. “Reverbrate through the universe, Mugen Shoujin!” His entire body became enveloped in silver light, changing his height slightly, sinking him into the ground with the amount of weight he had suddenly gained on his person. The light cleared, and he stood standing in his new form.
The smallest of changes included a new blindfold on his face, this one silver and its ends as long as a scarf that fell to the middle of his back. More importantly, his entire body had been covered in illustrious monochrome armor, a set of which would look completely golden had it possessed color. Shoujin itself would elongate another half foot and gain a third tassel and ring that extended from its pommel, though that facet was almost as inconsequential as what she had eaten for dinner the previous night. He could feel his wounds underneath his armor, but he knew that Mugen Shoujin would protect his damaged body for the most part. He moved Shoujin around, its sound quality having changed from Shikai into a reverberation; the kind one would experience by placing a microphone right in front of the speaker it was attached to. He knew that his previous antics had rendered his enhanced sound all but useless to her ears, but felt compelled to show her anyway. The largest change, however, was the constant hum throughout his armor, one that created a visible distortion around his body. The vibration ability of his Shikai had been taken to flow constantly throughout his body, where it would increase the power of his Hakuda and Zanjutsu and vibrate his opponents’ weapons the same as the Shikai did. He demonstrated his power by using shunpo to move to each of the walls surrounding them, the movement sounding like the Arrancar’s Sonido, punching each of the walls with his vibrating fist to cause both of the entire walls for miles to come crashing down where they stood. He returned to his stationary form right across from her.
The frown hadn't left his face ever since he’d activated his Bankai, and he wasn’t sure it would for as long as he had to face her in battle any further. His arms raised into the air, pointing directly at her. He had planted his zanpakuto in the ground next to him for the time being. “Sakebi…” He whispered, firing as many as ten speedy projectiles at Nocella, each made of concentrated sound and heightened in power due to his Bankai. They were almost invisible, though he was sure she’d be able to see them easily. It was a Shikai technique, but he hadn’t found an opportunity to use it earlier in the battle. The blasts would burst into sound vibrations if blocked or collided against another surface, which would result in the same thing as his vibrating blade from before. His fifth and sixth shots were aimed at the ground around her feet to take advantage of that quality. He was testing her again, this time testing her Bankai’s capabilities before he would move in with his blade.
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★Captain of Squad 13★
Mood: Resigned to their fates
Location: Seireitei; in Nocella's company
Thoughts: No choice....
Zanpakutō: Bankai
▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ True devotion transcends... ...the laws of your reality. █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂▂
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