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 Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 11:29 pm
 1266[Seireitei Streets, nearest the 10th Division]
In her haste to get away, she kept her attention focused on her backside so much that she was only aware that she was outside of the tunnel when she suddenly felt the ground give way. As if she were in a cartoon, time seemed to slow down for her, and she found herself madly grabbing at nothing but air and losing her katana in the process. After what felt like and eternity of scrambling to grab something, she began to plummet towards the pond beneath her, shrieking like any normal person would when subject to a fifty-foot drop. As she dropped towards the ground like a rock, she flailed madly in the air, almost comically to some, until she was dangerously close to the water. When all seemed over for her, the shallow water waiting below her to do relatively nothing to cushion her fall, the pond water suddenly glowed dimly as it's viscosity changed to make it like Jello. In an instant, her screams her silenced as she landed in the pond and sank inside the thick water, and just as quickly had it gotten thicker did it thin out. Emi sank slowly to the bottom of the pond, which was barely anything; by the time her butt hit the bottom, she was only shoulder-deep, and that was from sitting down. Blinking, Emi took a moment to search the waters for her katana, which had landed before her, and after finding it, she scared away a school of small fish and retrieved it from the mud. "Gah, this is gonna suck to clean..."
With a pout on her face, Emi swept her gaze over her left hand to make sure her ring was still there, and then waded onto the edge of the pond and hoisted herself out. As soon as she was on dry land, Emi exhaled a defeated sigh and looked up to witness an incredible sight. First, there was the garden she was in, which terminated several feet in front of her and became a path set in tile, leading back into a populous city full of all sorts of people dressed in black kimono. Some were looking at her curiously, but the slack-jawed teenager could only stare as she slowly rose to her feet. This, wherever it was, was not Australia. It was Asian, which partly explained the doors, and there was a freaking castle right in front of her that looked like it had it's own mountain. Emi was beside herself, to say the least, and was babbling incoherently, so wrapped up in what she was seeing that she did not notice the men approaching her until it was too late. Suddenly she was seized, a Shinigami had gotten behind her and hooked his arms under her own, then managed to get her in a full nelson. "Unhand me! I haven't done anything!" Emi spat, as soon as she fully realized what was going on and while she watched someone snatch her katana from her hand. "Tell it to the 46, Ryoka." She heard the man holding her say while many others swarmed her, unsure as to how much of a threat she really was. "46, Ryoka?" For a second, she pondered the second word because the first sounded nonsensical. "Travelling evil? Hey! I'm not evil, you're the one grabbing innocent girls and stealing their stuff"
Nearly to the point of tears for being treated such a way, she felt a shiver run down her spine when the grip end of her katana was pressed to her stomach and used to lift her shirt up past her belly button. Apparently someone wanted to get his rocks off, it was midday for crying out loud, and she was underage for that matter. "I say we do stuff to her before taking her to the captain, no one has to know." Amidst the cheers of agreement, Emi's thoughts went to Kuzumi as she writhed against her captor's torso in an attempt to get free, and the idea of losing her innocence to anyone but him gave her a second wind. "I said let. me. go!" Without warning, Emi snapped her head back, catching her captor in the nose who instinctively loosened his hold on her, which she took advantage of to slip through his grasp and fall to the floor. This action caused her shirt to lift completely past her breasts, which were fortunately covered by a bra, due to the placement of her katana. Almost ninja-like, she slipped out of her top and grasped the hilt of her katana, tugging it free from the saya that was still being held by the man who had taken it, who was caught off-guard by her ability to get loose. They were perverts, but that was not enough of a reason to kill them, so as she pulled herself to her full height and kneed the man who had stolen her weapon in the privates, she turned the blade over, wielding it backwards. Surprised at her reaction, two came at her simultaneously while her second victim slid down her front, trying to grasp her body --but finding no shirt to hold onto-- while he cupped his genitals with his free hand and pulled a pained face. Fluidly, Emi pulled her head back to dodge the punch coming for her face and upon adding a back step to the mix, she was able to allow her fourth attacker to take the hit in her stead.
A split second later Emi took another step back, now able to fully judge her surroundings now that three out of eleven of her attackers were on the ground. The rest looked angry and although she couldn't blame then since she had just groin-kicked one, bashed the nose of, and outmaneuvered three of their friends, Emi still felt like they had no right to be upset. "Kill her, do stuff to her later!" One of them shouted, and the rest shouted in agreement as they barreled towards her. Emi's face turned into a disgusted frown before she jumped over the heads of two of them, letting them run into the pond behind her. "Sick freaks, is sex all you ever think about?!" Landing on the ground softly, Emi wasted no time in burying her fist in the solar plexus of another Shinigami, and dropping the seventh by striking his throat with her elbow. "Nasty perverts!" One by one they went down until finally, she was surrounded by eleven male Shinigami who were groaning on the ground at her feet. "Hopefully you learned something from this." Exhaling an annoyed sigh, Emi retrieved Yūnagi's saya and was preparing to return it to the sheath when she was approached from behind by her initial captor. He was mumbling something about his nose and was in the process of lunging for her when she whipped around with speeds surpassing a human, ducked below his outstretched arm, cocked her sword arm back and then snapped it forward. "Hidari-do!" This movement released all of the kinetic energy built up into her arm to deliver a crushing blow to his left ribcage, a strike which broke straight through the hilt of his waist-mounted asauchi and continued on to shatter his 9th and 10th left ribs, pushing them into his left kidney. It had happened so quickly that her attacker barely had time to think before he was coughing up blood and dropping to his knees. "Don't touch me, worm." She said sternly while she turned her back to him and replaced Yūnagi in its sheath.- - - - - - [Note: Her appearing here is part of an extended plot involving myself, Menos, and anyone who chooses to get involved. Also be aware that just about anyone else aside from Menos that gets involved will not be a terribly significant part of the plot, unless I decided to invite someone in. This is not a mini-arc, it's simply me posting my character doing what I want. Get involved if you feel like it, or don't; it's up to you. Of course, naturally some RPCs may not be able to avoid bumping in to her. Oh, and one more thing; she's not putting out Reiatsu, so please don't say that your RPC felt her enter. No one did; either someone nearby saw her falling through the air, saw her fighting some Shinigami, or heard about it.]
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 5:43 pm
Ａｋｉｙａｍａ ↕ Ｅｒｉｋｏ
Ⓙυвαитαι ↔ Ⓣαιcнσ
十番隊  To say that Eriko was off her rockers would be an understatement. Eriko, simply put, had not been in her right mind since the war to reclaim their home. Cho had noticed it as well. For example, there is the fact that she acts though nothing is wrong between Lee-Taicho and herself by hanging around his office and making seemingly innocent requests of the man. There was also the fact that the woman had managed to dye her hair a rich, dark black after cutting her ever so long locks into a short, quiet bob. Indeed, something had snapped. However, with this being the sixth day since a part of her had died, she had decided to stay inside for once. This is because during her escapades à la maison de Lee, most of the other Captains had been responsible and productive in the rebuilding of their respective Division grounds. Now, almost a week later, Cho had been able to keep her in one place long enough to convince her Master that she should get started.
"But, I don't want to work! I want to visit Lee-chan," a pouty Eriko protested from in front of her desk with her Zanpakuto spirit pressing down on both of her shoulders to keep her secure. "He's expecting me," she lied, starting to wiggle her butt against the floor in a poor attempt to get out her present hold. Her white haired companion could not put her finger on it. Their Inner World seemed stable and that could only mean that this change in priorities as well as personality were here to stay. This would be tiring.
"No, you're staying here and organizing your Division today! Everyone else is on it. It is your turn." With that said, Cho slapped the back of the younger female's head before walking toward her sword's new resting place, a fluffy footstool nearby the main door. It was better than the corner though. As she made each step toward it, her body faded bit by bit until Eriko, her deranged master, was all alone in bare, spacious apartment. Eriko glanced at the katana as if deciding seriously if to follow through with the given advice or to let it slip through the cracks of her mind. That second option would not be that hard. She had realized the changes in her behaviour like anyone else could but had grown to love the lack of constant caring about what other people wanted. It was almost liberating and she would be damned if she let such an opportunity to slip through her fingers. Apart from Lee, she had not visited anyone per se, not even their comatose Sotaicho. Oh, she would not be able to stand seeing her in that condition. There was no special reasoning behind it other than her inability to stomach it anymore: the sight of the strong as weak. She did not like it in herself and refused to see it in others. Maybe that was why, upon her return from wherever she had been with Lee, the seasoning Taicho would practice her Hakuda against a newly cushioned post. Similar to her other possessions, it had started to rot a bit. Even the desk, that was positioned in front of her sitting form, had obtained a few holes here and there. It was worse with her beloved mats, dusty and worn out. Fortunately, she had purchased the cheap means of comfort in bulks so there were a couple of stacks that had not aged in the slighest. Eriko sighed at this and turned the top page of the nearest document. She did not want to deal with this stuff. Could someone else not do this for her? No. No, they could not. She was lacking Division members but more importantly, a Fukutaicho. Feeling the tightness in her chest, the Captain stood quickly and ran across to her balcony, taking huge gulps of the fairly fresh air.
"Ah, that's better." Her eyes closed with the gentle nature of a passing breeze. At least, her love and understanding for the elements had not waned. With her vision gone temporarily, her acute sense of hearing went into overdrive for the sounds of her grounds, specifically her training grounds. Seconds it was before her brow furrowed in confusion at the noises of a scuffle coming from that place in particular. Eyes still closed, she manuvered through her main room, picked up Cho and jumped the railing once she had returned to the balcony area. Upon her landing, Eriko opened her eyes slowly and started the short walk towards said training grounds. No one was supposed even to be there. She had not been exactly communicating with her team as of late. Idiots. All she could tell so far was that there was a group of men, presumably Shinigami, and one girl. Who was the girl? That was probably the only interesting thing about this because it seemed that the girl was beating the men. The buildings and fields came into view and now, for sure, her suspicions came to be true as the scene entered her sight beyond them. She had come right at the moment when the girl, a teenager, released her arm into the core of an already battered man. Of course, he fell with blood spouting from his lips and his assailant whispering something to him as she replaced a katana. The girl, she was not a Shinigami but for some reason, that fact did not faze this new Eriko. In fact, she welcomed it. That was the reasoning behind slipping on Cho's sheathed blade before running lazily toward the stranger. "Hey, Nee-san. I'm sorry about those men. I can assure you that they are not mine." Coming to a halt, Eriko moved her attention onto the males. With her intense training to increase the force of her reiatsu as well as to get back to what it used to in half the time, her released reiryoku was even more fearsome and ferocious than before then. For a second, she let it go to spook them and ended up with their immediate setting cracking under sudden pressure. Their skins turned pale and like the dogs that they were, they headed off the premises as fast their injuries would allow. As soon as they were out of her sight, she returned her attention to the young girl before her. "My name is Akiyama Eriko, Jubantai-Taicho. My quarters are around the corner. If you would like to clean up, you are most welcomed to do so there." Silently, she nodded at the girl and waited for her reponse. Eriko did not have anywhere to be at the moment. XXX ☒☒☒
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 9:20 pm
1160 [Seireitei, Just outside the 10th Division Training Grounds]
Emi's unease could only grow by the minute; the strange environment, and the un-provoked assault did nothing good for her. Despite the tough facade she had put up against her attackers, she was actually somewhat frightened at this point. Now that she had a moment to her thoughts, memories of that night began to surge forth and images of the man in black that had saved her resurfaced, allowing her to recognize their outfit as being the same. At this point, she had only ever seen 12 men in black kimono, and 11 of them had tried to kidnap and rape her, so she was having a hard time believing any others would be courteous or helpful like that single one was. Instead of putting her shirt back on right away, Emi had approached the edge of the lake and glanced down at her ring; despite it being risky to stand around like a dumbstruck moron in the middle of what she now considered enemy territory, she could not begin to pass up the opportunity to collect water. Just as she was mulling the thought over in her mind, she felt a chill run down the back of her spine when she heard someone speaking behind her, and referring to the men as "not hers." The chill was similar to earlier, but the sensation was different. In fact, as she felt the side effects of Eriko's reiatsu, she found herself fearing for more than her innocence. She recognized the feeling, however, it was similar, yet different from Hollow, and certainly nothing like her own aura.
A bead of sweat rolling down her brow, Emi glanced over her shoulder to take in the sight of an otherwise relaxed woman dressed in the same robes and then some. Before she could rationalize what this meant, however, Emi had to take notice of the fact that the exerted pressure caused the others to scamper. The teenager could barely understand why someone could look so composed, but then scare off her own comrades like that, and despite her friendly approach, she was lacking the pity one would normally spare a victim such as Emi. Surely she had been watching, that's why she was here after all. She looked the same as them, felt the same as them, and probably acted like them as well. Her words and actions did not match up all the time, and it was enough to make Emi cautious of her. Swallowing the giant lump in her throat, Emi kept her eyes on the newcomer, who was now offering her a place to clean up and keeping up what Emi thought was a friendly front to cover for being disgustingly evil. "Why, so you can do stuff to me too, freak? Pass!" That's what she thought anyway, her spoken words were quite different. "Sh-sure... I just... need to put on my shirt..." She stammered her response, forgetting to reply with her own name in the heat of the moment, and then cautiously approached the her shirt and bent over to pick it up off the ground. She was in a sort of predicament now, she wanted to used Shisui to create a mist that she could use to escape, but if she went back to the pond, she'd just attract attention to herself and she couldn't have that.
Emi paused for a second before standing up, but then naturally went about her business by putting her katana on the ground at her foot (purposefully against the tip of her right foot,) and then stood up while trying to shake the water out of her shirt. Emi made a point to be as dramatic as possible with shaking her shirt around in order to take attention away from the fact that the katana lying on the ground was now emitting a faint glow, the result of the sun dulling it's brilliant shine, because she was using Fullbring on it. Finally, just as she was putting her arms into the bottom of her shirt, Yūnagi's grip suddenly grew tassels that began to vibrate rapidly, exciting the subatomic particles around the hilt, and pulling the resulting electrical charge inside of it. Eventually, Emi pulled her head into the shirt and then bent down to pick up the katana. If Eriko had been watching, she would have her attention guided to the katana, showing that it had a faint electrical glow around it. It mattered not, however, as Emi swiftly pulled the blade from the saya and brought the kissaki crashing down onto the ground. As soon as metal hit dirt, the electrical charge in the weapon was released, which first caused the ground around them to explode and launch into the air. Not even a second later, the remaining atoms in the air were also charged, creating a large mass of electrical currents that would instantly be conducted by the nearest sources. Emi, of course, would have been affected had she not already been gone from sight at the drop of her sword. The electricity had traveled fast enough that she didn't even need to stick around a split second after contact for it to work. Emi flitted from the area, heading towards what appeared to be another town just past this one.
The two were noticeably different, and from what she had gathered from the air, this place was a circular shiro with a town around it, much like any downtown and the suburbs surrounding it. She figured she might as well try her luck there since going the other way would just extend her escape, and maybe once she got there, things would be better and she could stop to sort everything out. As she got closer to the place where the two areas connected --evident by the odd track on the ground-- she was frightened by the sound of something falling overhead. Looking up, she nearly fell over trying to skid to a halt as massive blocks of stone fell in front of her in such a perfect placement that she knew it was no coincidence. She could quickly see that these blocks were great in quantity and that they were going to take away all of her exits, a realization that made her swear. "s**t!" Emi could see, from where she was, that each block was "connected" by a H-shaped piece of metal that allowed them to fit together like a puzzle, and also that one of the blocks looked different than the rest. She assumed this was a door, but a door for who? Were giants living here? Shuddering at the thought, she realized that she had lost her way out and had to find another, unfortunately for her, that woman would be out of her static field soon and would probably be unhappy. Emi turned on the spot to check for the woman, but all she saw now was more people dressed in black watching her from afar and approaching her.
[Seireitei, stopped at the gate between the 10th and 6th Divisions. Check map.]
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 10:36 pm
Ａｋｉｙａｍａ ↕ Ｅｒｉｋｏ
Ⓙυвαитαι ↔ Ⓣαιcнσ
十番隊 Eriko straightened at the girl's stuttering, making it a point to follow the younger female's subsequent movements carefully with her eyes. She nodded to let it be known that she had understood her. The girl seemed normal enough while she shook out her shirt around her in a very elaborate fashion. It was on the brink of being a distraction but it was kind of hard to tell because literally, she did not know this person in the slightest. While waiting for the girl to do what she had to do, Eriko shifted her weight from foot to foot, swinging her waist with the motion out of boredom. If she wanted to babysit someone, there was a baby somewhere in the Gotei 13. With a final nudge, the Captain looked up in time to spot the young woman as she pulled on her shirt and bent down to retrieve her katana. However, something felt very different in the air. It was as though the air itself was alive; she could hear it that clearly whatever it was. With a look towards the other young woman's katana, her eyes noticed a faint electrical glow that was surrounding it. Not waiting for the girl to follow through with her obviously predetermined actions, Eriko kicked the ground and launched herself into the air by about twenty-five feet. From this new location, she looked down to see the ground-breaking explosion as well as the static that the girl had left behind. The crackling was annoying at this point. Straining her hearing, Eriko picked up on some rushed movement that seemed to be heading for the gate of all places. Not risking to be charged anytime soon, Eriko opted to use her Shunpo in order to catch up to the stranger. Maybe, in hindsight, she could have been a little more compassionate towards her considering that she had been attacked only moments before then. Eriko sighed at this revelation and continued on her way with the girl only a few feet in front of her.
Then, she saw it. The walls of the gate opening were closing in on her, probably. Forgetting her recent lack of tactful communication, Eriko dropped into the trees and jumped from one to the next until she came into sight for the second time that morning. She slipped from the branches onto floor just as the girl turned around to examine the new surroundings most likely. With an air of authority, she broke through the crowd and made her way to the girl until there were about five feet separating them. It was a long time before she said anything. Something told her that if she wanted to get through to this girl, she would have to regress almost to who she used to be about five days ago. Her eyes met hers and she swallowed back any hesistance. "Attacking a Captain was not the best thing that you could have done but I am not going to hold it against you. What happened back there to you, those men, I apologize for that and they will be punished for their crimes. However, I need you to trust me well enough to get you back to where you belong. Do you even know where you are?" Eriko waved her arm behind her so as to encompass all of Sereitei into this last question. "If you know about the Gotei 13, I am one of the Captains. I will help you." At this point, her features had softened greatly. This girl must be scared out of her wits and being surrounded by a crowd of unknown faces must not be helping the situation. Taking note of said crowd growing steadily behind her, Eriko turned around and motioned for them to disperse; there was nothing to see here. Once that had been completed, she faced the girl again. "At least, let me get you cleaned up so you can go on your way." She blinked at her before turning on her heel, heading back to her grounds. That was enough caring as far as she was considered. If the girl did not want to trust the one person who seemed to give a damn about her actual welfare, that was not Eriko's problem. XXX ☒☒☒
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 12:21 pm
|601| Kazama, Kazuhiko, Ichibantai Fukutaichō 
Kazuhiko walked the walk of a troubled man as he moved through the streets of soul society looking for something anything to distract his mind from his current train of thoughts. It was disturbing for him to think the things that floated around his mind and helped him realize how much he still had to do for the division. He was confident Yuki would wake up given her strength yet at the same time taking on the duties of the commander was something that caused him a minuscule amount of stress. Just thinking about all that still needed to be done made him feel tired. Rubbing a little stiffness out of his neck Kazu stopped and looked up suddenly alert as a Captain level reiatsu was released. It was only for a few minutes and given how close it felt it wasn't hard to catch the explosion afterward. Were they being attacked already? Or was it simply some kind of training exercise? He couldn't feel the opponent of the captain even slightly and therefore when he felt the Captain leave the area Kazu cautiously followed behind masking his reiatsu as best he could under the circumstances.
He would determine if this was an intruder before revealing himself and then go from there. Arriving in the crowd he blended in as he heard whisperings of a weird girl at a gate. Moving through the crowd with ease and arriving near the front he was greeted by the sight of the obviously not shinigami girl. Was she a human? She didn't have a reiatsu signature that was for sure. Adopting a quizzical expression Kazu tapped his lips lightly with his fingers in a thoughtful manner. Watching as the captain that was easily recognized as the tenth division's captain made herself known to the girl Kazu listened to the words offered. So the girl attacked the captain? That was enough to send up a red flag and put him into commander mode. It was unacceptable for them to have an intruder that openly attacked a captain. He did not know the circumstances which came with it however and therefore he still held back on making a quick judgment. Still he felt frustration at the possibility of facing an invasion by those the shinigami forces worked so hard to protect.
Letting out a frustrated sigh Kazu made his way out of the crowd carrying himself in a way that was fitting for his position and stopping a little way away from the two women. Letting his right hand hover around his right mounted katana he was ready to draw it at a moments notice to protect himself or the crowd behind him. Still he didn't want to frighten this obviously frightened girl anymore and therefore didn't rest his hand on the weapon. Adopting a determined if not somewhat fierce expression Kazu cleared his throat. "Who are you girl and why have you chosen to invade our home and attack a captain of the gotei thirteen? Is this some kind of invasion? Are there more on the way?" Deep down he knew what had to be done to prevent a possible invasion and keep the girl present until they could decipher her intentions and abilities. Turning to the crowd of shinigami Kazu spoke to those present. "Someone go inform the Kidō Corps to shut down all senkaimon until further notice. Tell them this is an order from the acting Sōtaichō." Turning back towards the girl after someone in the crowd moved to please the higher ranking officer Kazuhiko waited calmly for the girl to speak.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 7:42 pm
942 [Seireitei, Gate between 10th and 6th Divisions]
As Emi stood there, feeling like she was stuck between a rock and hard place while listening to Eriko offer her help, she realized something. It was true she had not come here, wherever "here" was, on purpose, but the fact of the matter remained that she was technically an intruder. The walls that he just fallen to block her path was evident enough of this fact, and the idea that someone who claimed to be a "captain" (implying she was important in this fantasy military of hers) was offering her help was downright strange. In fact, it didn't make any sense, and as she realized this, Emi's grip tightened on her blade while she scanned the girl for signs of lying. Emi concluded, through thorough inspection of her body language and tics, that she was indeed telling the truth about helping her, but on what level? Would she help her, then kidnap her? It was possible. Emi cringed inwardly; she did not want to take the chance. While watching Eriko's retreating backside, Emi was already formulating a plan of escape once more, but her thoughts were interrupted by another person, someone in their mid-20's or so. He began to speak to her, accusing her of attacking a "captain" just as that woman had already done. Anger threatened to push past her fear as she clenched her other fist. She had not attacked anyone! It was a distraction, and anything after that was the recipient's own fault; did they know nothing of combat?! "I didn't!" She protested, but she felt like her words fell on deaf ears because the young man with the strut had turned to speak to someone whom she could not identify, and tell him, her, or it to close off the Seireitei by shutting something called a Senkaimon. Her smarts did not fail her at the moment; she quickly deduced that Senkaimon were the strange doors she had seen in Australia, and that this area was the Seireitei.
She then tucked this information away in her brain for safe keeping. Just in case. He had said something else that she now recalled, something about an invasion, or others coming. "I-I'm here, alone, all thanks to your stupid man-eating train!" She assumed the thing that had eaten Yuunagi's bag belonged to them, somehow, whether it was true or not was hardly something she was concerned with. Emi glanced to the right, along the wall that she was nearly backed up against; she needed to find another way to get out, or to hide or something. Emi knew well enough about combat and ruses and such to get herself out of pressing situations, and she had no desire to fight so many people at once. Emi knew her limits, and they were far away from this. After a second of hesitation, she broke into a run towards the direction of the 10th Division, but along the wall before she would start to disappear from sight, literally. Using Hitokurei, Emiya made herself transparent and purposefully allowed her footsteps to be heard as she ran off in the same direction. Then, without skipping a beat, she turned around as she neared a building, then jumped into the air, altered the elasticity of the building's wall, and kicked off it to rocket herself back in the other direction. Following this, as she rounded the corner to where she had started, she used Shōonrei to erase sounds her body made (think Zenos) and then used Jinsokurei to rush off in the opposite direction she had started, heading towards the 6th Division's buildings, and more notably, the Hakase Estate. If nothing else, she could sense a large quantity of water in that area. Ponds she could not sense; rivers, barely; Giant lakes in the middle of a city, easily. Hopefully she had managed to get them to run off in the other direction to pursue what they thought to be her while she left to collect some "insurance." She'd be long gone and hidden amongst the many Reiatsu traces and buildings in that direction by the time they realized she had duped them.
[Just outside the main 6th Division building which houses Tetsunosuke's Office.]
For the most poart, as the girl ran away from this crazy, kimono-wearing military, she stayed along the edge of the wall surrounding the Seireitei. It was quite simply the easiest way to move through it without getting lost. However, on occasion, just in case, she ducked into a side street, rounded a building, then came back out to the wall. She repeated this process several times, and as she did so, she took great care to avoid any other people that were walking around, though they were few and far between. Emi figured these buildings must be storage units, because of the thinned population and foot traffic around there. At one point, she almost gave herself up when she nearly collided with someone that had just rounded a corner. Her gaze had been fixed on the main building for the Sixth division since it towered over everything else in the vicinity, and had not been completely watching where she was going. Emi managed to catch herself and jump over him at the last minute, but did end up stumbling into a brick wall when she landed not-so-gracefully. After swearing loudly in the silence of her own head, she scrambled to her feet and returned to running away. A second or two was all she had to focus on the pain shooting through her right shoulder, because she had to keep moving.
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 4:46 pm
Ａｋｉｙａｍａ ↕ Ｅｒｉｋｏ
Ⓙυвαитαι ↔ Ⓣαιcнσ
十番隊 Eriko was walking away from the girl. She was sure of it. Then, why could she hear distinctly the sound of a pair of feet walking in the opposite direction? She turned on her heel and shook her head as the Ichibantai-Fukutaicho approached the girl in a less than approachable manner. Were all men idiots or something? However, in spite of her dislike for his current actions, he let him continue his stroll and clenched a fist when he began to speak. Did she look like a damn threat? Eriko bit into her lip and before she could stop herself, she was engaged in an enraged stride towards the young man. However, the stranger protested that she had not done anything of the sort. The Captain rolled her eyes at this, not wanting to let go of this pent up energy against Kazama-Fukutaicho. An exasperated sigh released itself through her lips at his request that all of the Senkaimon be closed down. Her attention moved to the youngster at her mention of a man-eating train. Oh, she had found that. Eriko furrowed her brow and twisted her lips at this latest piece of news. What happened next was not that much of a surprise considering that they were making orders to trap an already stricken young female. She seemed to watch helplessly as the other female began to flee in the direction of her grounds. Instinctively, she tried to follow her but by the time that she became serious about it, all that she could follow was the random sound of the child's footsteps. Unfortunately, even that speck of a lead vanished right from in front of her, leaving Eriko to stare aimlessly into the open spaces of the 10th Division Grounds. "Seriously?" she shouted the question angrily while dashing back to face the Ichibantai-Fukutaicho. "Tell me. Does it feel good to scare off the one person who could have given you the very answers that you sought? Huh, does it?" Pulsing with emotion, her apparent anger dissipated into a sarcastic humor as she shook her head at nothing in particular, walking away from the man. "Dimwit, all of them, I swear," she whispered under her breath. "Don't worry, though. I'll let Lee-Taicho know. Maybe he could understand that crap," she called over her shoulder, still laughing to herself. It looks like she would not be able to clean her grounds today after all. Instead, she would have some more fun.
l Exits to Office of Gobantai-Taicho l XXX ☒☒☒
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 6:17 am
Hibiki Kirisho
- Squad Nine Captain -
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The demons flockedLong before Tsukiko arrived in her new body to greet her astonished father, Hibiki had already exited from the Ugendo when it was apparent that Hei no longer cared for his presence ”Tch, asking me to come over and then just flat out ignoring me, what a jerk.” Hibiki mumbled to himself as he walked along the streets of Seiretei. The roads were a complete mess as well as the buildings that past the now crumbled walls. Sighing to himself, Hibiki felt a slight pain in his wallet when he thought of the costs of renovation he would have to eventually pay, despite his best efforts in recycling and salvaging the debris.
Scratching his head, he looked up to see that the Academy was just a few more blocks away. He had decided to check up on it as it was quite an integral part of the Gotei 13, that and the fact that he had to scout out the more important landmarks in the Seiretei to feature in the Seiretei Magazine article entitled ‘Postwar Seirtei’. Swiping his hair back, he continued forward, until he noticed something floating around the river, it was like a big black rag, a Shinigami uniform to be precise ”Honestly, this is why the streets are flooding when rainy season comes. Damn lower seats never heard of trash cans--“
His voice trailed off when he neared the rag, or rather the corpse as was evident by the stench and the pale skin that peeked out from the robes ”This…” it couldn’t have been someone who died in the war, if it were the body would’ve started to decompose to the point that it would’ve let out a foul stench. Rather, it seemed like it was someone who died only recently, perhaps today even. Steeling himself, Hibiki wrapped his hands with a handkerchief and hauled the water-logged body from the river. Setting it down he looked at the face and recognized the man ”11th Division Lieutenant…”
"To all members of the Seireitei. You will be noticing a fight at Sōkyoku Hill. We have encountered another Ryoku, and were then intercepted by a second of which carried a normal Ryoka. The second proceeded to take the male that we came across first, and has taken him somewhere in the Seireitei by using what are probably identical copies of herself. Hei, I would like for you to watch your grounds, as José knows Emiya is there."
Then, Akane’s message rang clearly through his mind. Hibiki froze, his mind working to piece the parts together. Gritting his teeth, Hibiki came to conclusion than one of the aforementioned copies, or even the original itself killed Shiruba and attempted to hide the body by dumping it in the river. Immediately he began chanting the incantations, drawing the symbols across his forearms ”Bakudo #77: Tenteikura…” the flash of light activated the spell and Hibiki spoke his announcement ”Captains and Lieutenants. Be notified that the corpse of former 11th Division Shiruba Uingusu has been found near the Seiretei Academy, having been dumped in the river. According to Captain Akane’s announcement, it is plausible that the ryoka are responsible for this, though it is still uncertain, thus, please approached them with caution.”
With that he then ended his announcement, but no sooner had he done so that one of his Squad members ran towards him, noticeably exhausted. After telling the man to calm down, Hibiki then asked him what had happened, whereupon the Captain’s anger immediately rose to its limit, broke it, and continued rising to unspeakable heights. His reiatsu leaking out, the Squad member began to sweat profusely as Hibiki reactivated the Tenteikura ”Additionally…” he began, his voice laced with utter contempt ”It seems that someone has taken the liberty of depriving the 9th Division of its entire printing press, as well as anything connected to it, wires and all.” he paused for a bit, his teeth producing a grinding sound that could be heard even from the announcement ”Once again, the ryoka may be suspected of the theft. But it is still not certain if they did indeed steal it. Thank you, that is all.” then, the moment he was certain that the spell was gone ”I’m gonna kill those bastards!” he roared at the top of his lungs, allowing his reiatsu to completely leak out, creating a powerful cyclone where he stood and causing some cracks in the already weakened earth under him.
[Not sure if this is alright or not. If not then just delete it… but notify me first at least. sweatdrop ]The winds were unleashed
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 5:00 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 8:41 pm
 םєsɪʀє υɴʟєαsʜєם, ѡαʀ ɪs ɱʏ םєsтɪɴʏ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Kenpachi Kōdo ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 11th Division Captain [Near 2nd Training Grounds]
"Predictable." The word rang in his ear as Kōdo swiftly moved himself away from Sakura. They had not even exchanged pleasantries and their meeting was short, yet he could already tell he didn't like her. First he had simply thought her boring, but now he didn't like her for her. He could see she was putting up a front since she had laughed to his face the first time, but then turned and called him a machine. He didn't care for fake people, he thought that people shouldn't hide who they were. However, there was nothing he could do, nor would do about it, so he quickly cast her out of his mind. He tried following his path back towards his own home, but quickly got hopelessly lost, despite the straightforward route he could have followed. It was a pretty straight shot from point A to B, but Kōdo still managed to go a different way.
[Wall that separates 11th grounds from the 10th; closest to the Zanjutsu Training Hall]
It was not long before he came upon a wall blocking his path, but unlike a sensible person, he did not choose to try a different way or simply jump over it. No, instead he opted to charge at the wall like a berserker and barrel straight through it, scaring the piss out of those close enough to witness it. At some point during this, he lost his footing when he stepped onto a small bit of stone that gave way to his weight. He expected to hit the ground, but instead felt something tugging on his arm as his body teetered and threatened to tip over. He looked to his side to see the same woman whom he had slept with a while ago, and saw that she was huffing and straining her every muscle to keep Kōdo upright while holding his hand for dear life. Kōdo righted himself quickly, and stared down at the girl who was still pulling on him.
"Onna, let go." She opened her eyes, stopped pulling, and saw that he was standing upright just fine on his own. She flushed, releasing his hand and flailed her arms in an attempt to explain herself. "I- I didn't, want your face...to get... scratched." She muttered the last word, and Kōdo missed it, causing the man to flash her a confused expression. "Nevermind!" A few moments of odd silence passed; the woman flustering and rooted to the spot, and Kōdo wondering if she was here for more, that thought compelling him to stay. "What is it, onna?" He finally asked once she seemed to have calmed down. What he did not know was that she had not gone back to work after finishing with him. She had been so weak in her lower body that she had collapsed in the forest and had taken to watching him from afar while waiting for her leg strength to return. It was during this time that she had somehow foolishly managed to fall head over heels in love with him while watching him fight against the Lieutenant. She had also been following him since, and had heard many things while doing so.
"Airi... my name is Airi. And it's just, I saw what you did and I think you should tell someone... If you do, I'll... I'll come by your place again!" What she neglected to tell him was that she'd come to him as many times as she wanted to. Kōdo lifted an eyebrow; he was oblivious to her feelings. All he could think about was how weird women could be sometimes. At first she was flirtatious and seductive, and now she seemed like a flustered school girl. "Mendouksai..." He exhaled a breath, rubbing the back of his neck while he looked down at the girl who flashed him her big brown eyes. It seemed like it couldn't be helped, even if it was troublesome. If he was going to get sex out of admitting his fault, then why the hell not? Begrudgingly, he nodded his agreement and allowed her to take his hand so she could lead him to the origin of the voice, which she knew because she had overheard another Shinigami talking about it, since they had actually been near Hibiki when he sent the message.
[Wherever Hibiki is. -.-]
It didn't take long for them to locate Hibiki with Airi leading the way, and as soon as they found him standing in a crater, Airi nearly collapsed underneath the weight of his Reiatsu. Her knees buckled almost instantly, tears formed in her eyes, and saliva gathered in her throat before it was expelled from her mouth instead of being swallowed. Before she could fall over, she desperately grabbed onto Kōdo's haori for support. "Tch..." Kōdo, unable to feel Hibiki's reiatsu due to it being so much weaker than his own, had not noticed it and was annoyed by the fact that he had to do something about it. He returned the favor, releasing a fair portion of his own, in pressure form, aimed only at Hibiki. It was no more than a "warning shot," but nonetheless it cracked and cratered the earth beneath Hibiki's feet as soon as it was released. As soon as he used it, he stopped it from coming out, or at the very least he stopped it from being pressurized since he couldn't stop the release of his Reiatsu. Now, however, he just gave off an imposing feeling that was quite sufficient for people not used to him. He took one look at the corpse to make sure it was indeed Shiruba, then made a gesture towards it. "Kid died during training, I was there."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 6:02 am
Hibiki Kirisho
- Squad Nine Captain - ================================================  The gods trembled
The demons flockedAfter realizing that someone stole his Squad’s equipment, Hibiki was overwhelmed with rage and frustration. It didn’t do him any good, seeing as how he was still recovering from his injuries, but he didn’t really care. However, the brief, yet powerful surge of reiatsu was enough to snap him out of his senses, and he ceased his rather comical outburst. Having felt his own share of spiritual pressures in the past, Hibiki was well aware that the pressure he felt was significantly above his own. Wary of the newcomer, Hibiki gripped his zanpakuto as he faced the origin of the spiritual pressure, acting out of both instinct and fear.
However, he was surprised upon seeing Kodo’s face, as he had not met the man before, though he certainly knew who he was ”Captain Kenpachi.” he addressed him, not sure if he preferred the title over his own name. Wondering why he sent out such a threatening reiatsu, Hibiki noticed the cowering girl right next to him, visible exhausted. He realized that the girl probably suffered from the effects of his reiatsu, and made a mental note to apologize later, though he didn’t even acknowledge his own squad member who was panting on the ground a few feet beside him.
As Kodo mentioned Shiruba, Hibiki fell silent for a bit. If the lieutenant had indeed died from training, then that would probably explain why his clothes were tattered as he doubted the river’s current was that strong. However ”I see, it is great loss, especially now the we are trying to recover from the war.” he started, accepting Kodo’s statement as the Captain had no reason to lie ”But… Captain Kenpachi, can you tell me how his corpse ended up here near the Seiretei Academy, yards away from the 11th Division’s Barracks and Sparring Area?” Hibiki questioned the man. It certainly wasn’t his job to interrogate him, but under these circumstances, he reassured himself that it would be alright.The winds were unleashed
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 2:29 pm
םєsɪʀє υɴʟєαsʜєם, ѡαʀ ɪs ɱʏ םєsтɪɴʏ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Kenpachi Kōdo ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 11th Division Captain Kōdo should have figured he'd get questioned if he admitted to anything. He sucked his teeth, letting out a "tch" as he glanced down at the girl clutching onto him. His look was meant to tell her that her idea had already turned out to be a bother. It was so troublesome to answer questions, but it would be even more troublesome to lie about it. But his style was not confessing with concern, he would come across as rude and uncaring. "'Cuz I kicked him off my property, after that..." He was going to say that whatever happened to him after that was how the cookie crumbled, or something to that effect. However, it seemed to wordy so he shrugged and finished up. "Dead kid... Too troublesome to alert anyone, but this seems to have worked well for me. He's all yours."
Kōdo ducked his head over in a manner that could have been mistaken for a polite bow from senior to junior, but instead he rubbed the back of his neck and turned away, sauntering off in a different direction now that he had done as he promised. Airi blinked in Hibiki's direction before realizeing Kōdo had left, then hurried after him. "If there's a funeral don't bother. I don't care." He called back to him as he retreated and waved lazily at Hibiki without turning around. His gait was slow and steady, so he was barely twenty yards away a minute later.
[Kinda hard to dumb down his speech without making him sound like Tarzan. I'm really used to talking smarter.]
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