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I don't do anything I don't need to do........................................................................................................
A senkaimon opened in the alley nearest to the Hospital, and out came a face not seen too often. That of Hiroshi Saitou. He stumbled out of the senkaimon seemingly, hand pressed against the hard wall of the building in front of him. It supported him as he keeled over the slightest bit. His emerald eyes were narrowed, dazed, breath coming out heavily. The eyes of the captain really did look nice in the night time, glowing the slightest bit under the moonlight. His free hand gripped at his stomach. As a man with motion sickness, the senkaimon was the last thing he ever wanted to use to get anywhere. However it was quickly becoming known that hollows were spilling out all over the place. Even in the Soul Society, which was rare in itself. He'd trust the brutes of the soul society to take care of whatever problems lied there. For himself though, he needed to check the world of the living. If the soul society had trouble, hollows were definitely having a party in there. His job wasn't to clear waves or save the day though. That was too tiring and didn't fit his description. He was simply backup that strolled on by, backup that could take out probably any Arrancar that showed up, if it was a single one. One on one combat was his forte.

Finding that he wasn't going to hurl his lunch out all over the floor, he stood up and watched as the senkaimon dispersed. Moving out from the alley, he pulled up his obi a bit with one hand, making sure to be careful as he still wore his gauntlets. Maybe it was only by sheer luck that he found the pressures of two other high class Shinigami nearby. That was good. Meant that he wouldn't have to handle all the work on his own. He detected a large amount of hollows in the area, with hollow reserves too. That wasn't good. One slip of pressure and more hollows could pour in at a moments notice. Examining the situation, he saw that the other shinigami were...Above? Ah, they were fighting above the rooftops. Not the best idea because your back was open, but it would cause the hollows to not cause any collateral damage.

Looking up, he saw something rather disturbing. A hollow bull rushing towards what Hiroshi could make out as the captain of the Thirteenth Division, Leon. "Tch." Bursting up there would be too much of a hassle, and he wasn't going to waste any energy doing it. That plus killing the hollow? Too much work. Instead he grabbed the hilt that was over his left shoulder and pulled out one of his ninjato. Worldlessly releasing his shikai, his kido energy sharpened along both edges of the blade before physcially sharpening it to an extreme point. Doing a small twirl, he spun the blade in his hand to help it gain momentum before throwing it at the hollow. Before it could get close enough to attack Captain Morrison, the blade tore through the mask and face of the creature with ease, effectively killing it. "Oi! Can you grab that blade for me when you can?" He asked, knowing full well that he had already lost way too many weapons on the battlefield.

Arrows and Cero tore through the sky. The arrows he could tell would belong to only one Captain. Jack. One of the more...Famous captains, who he'd never gotten the pleasure to meet. He heard about her game. Though that thought was completely overrun by the sight of a high level hollow. Not an arrancar, but a hollow capable of turning against its own and firing cero. An Adhujas. This definitely confused Hiroshi, however he wouldn't take the time in figuring out that mystery yet. Instead, he rose up off the ground slowly, walking through the air like an invisible stairway, platforms of reishi helping him travel the winds. He checked his gauntlets in the process, activating them, eight inch blades moving out of each one with relative ease. The blades, and the gauntlet in general were given power by his zanpakuto ability. At least this way he wouldn't have to swing around his sword. Cutting enemies apart with a wave of the hand was much easier.

It was then that it happened. When he had reached the altitude of the other shinigami, by the rooftops, he attracted the attention of two hollow. "Yare yare, can't you just go back? It gets troublesome...This is tiring." He waited for the first one to move in and waited for it to try and grab at him. It grabbed his shoulders and moved its mouth down to attempt to eat him, but in that moment he moved his hand forwards and grabbed the mask and cut off the hands of the hollow before reaching through and stabbing through the hollows midsection, then raising his hand to split it in half from the stomach up. Two down now. The third rushed right through the dead second and shoved Hiroshi back, who winced slightly and grabbed the wrist of the hollow before ducking and spinning with his leg out, sweeping the hollow off balance with ease. As he came up, his gauntlets blades tore through the mask of the following hollow and killed it. Brushing off his shihakusho, he raised a hand, waving it a bit to get some attention. "Why the hell are we receiving help from an Adhujas, Mallory-san, Morrison-san." He spoke, addressing the captains with his narrowed, cold, nearly glowing emerald green eyes on the Hollow who appeared to be helping them.

Looking around, he noticed there were still hollows out there. Pausing, he thought it was better to be safe than sorry. Taking out his soul pager, he put in a request to have his limiter removed.



Summary Information
Zanpakuto State -
Location - Karakura Town Hospital
Reaction - N/A
Action -
Out Of Character - Ah, lemme know if I can't post here and I'll edit out the post ^^ (Took out three hollows. Thirteen left.)
Energy - Full

Mad Eater

Mad Eater quickly destroyed two more hollows with his modified cero annihilating their entire bodies to which he only laughed, he showed no concern he was killing his fellow hollows it was common enough Hueco mundo to devour the souls of your fellow hollows however that didn't concern Mad Eater only serving his master did.

Three more hollow angered by being attack by one of their own who was also aiding the shinigaimi their natural enemy. mad eater merely laughed and started to spin his head rapidly in multiples of 360 degrees causing his hair to spin like a whip knocking the attacking hollows back slamming into the hospital wall only to be greeted with an barrage of cero quickly ending them.

[5 Hollows killed - 3 Hollows Remain]

As Leon worked on regaining his strength, the appearance of a third, yet familiar spiritual pressure emerged from another senkaimon. The pained captain mustered up a small smile; at least this would be a friendly face. From the portal emerged Hiroshi Saitou, another captain that wasn't present for the meeting that happened not too long ago. Leon was fairly certain that Saitou didn't understand the severity of the situation, but he wasn't about to sit him down and explain everything to him. Not when things were so close to being finished.

Unfortunately, getting himself straightened out took more time than Leon had anticipated. His eyes grew wide as an unseen hollow rushed him madly, and he braced himself for impact, knowing that he wasn't ready to react yet. Luckily for him, Saitou was more than prepared on his behalf, throwing a deadly ninjato that hit its target as accurately as Jack did, rescuing him from a world of pain. All his savior asked for in return was the he retrieved the weapon, something that Leon was completely willing to do.

"I owe ya one, Hiroshi!" Leon called out shakily. At least now that he had re-settled himself he could get back to wiping out the hollows. He'd worry about the blade later. What Jack had to say was far more important anyway. In their absence, the Soul Society came under attack, explaining the lack of response from the head captain or anyone else when they asked for assistance. It was as if today had to be the day that everything went wrong, no matter how hard he tried.

Around him, the strange hollow and his fellow captains had wiped out most of them, leaving a few scattered that seemed as though they no longer had the will to fight. They fled like roaches, off in separate directions, making it difficult for Leon to track down all three. Instead, he set his sights on one that fled into an alleyway. Sprinting like a wild animal, Leon slowly began to catch up to the fleeing hollow. In the narrow alley the hollow stood no chance. The captain sprung into the air and latched onto the wall, digging in tightly before bounding off, using his momentum to propel him like a pinball until he finally managed to land on the hollow, tackling it to the ground and slashing away it its mask until he managed to tear it, ending its life and getting rid of one of the stragglers. Out of breath but victorious, Leon resealed his zanpakuto, walking back toward the epicenter of the action. He could only hope that the others would pick up his slack.

Hollows left: 2
Kill Count: 8

Mad Eater

Mad Eater eater glanced around all his kind had been defeated only he and the shinigami were left, he took notice of the girl aiming her bow and laughed to himself mentally about it she was right not to trust mad eater though he had helped them his intention were not pure he was only acting this way because of the orders of his maser.

Mad eater turned his back to the shinigami and began to leave but first decided to impart them with some information before he left "I'll be taking my leave now shinigami and I'm sure you'll be doing the same by leaving for the soul society but it might be in your in interest to head by Komugichiku my master thinks the arrancar might return there so he headed there himself, that's all I have to say its your choice as to what you do" After finishing his short exlanation Mad Eater vanished he left the area quickly knowing he had accomplished his mission.

[Exits]

I don't do anything I don't need to do........................................................................................................ Hirsohi rolled his eyes with the slightest tinge of a light pink at Jack's first compliment. He wasn't used to such compliments because of his lack of going out to be social. He saw the last of the hollows eradicated and yawned, stretching a bit. Getting all but forced out of the Soul Society earlier had left him kicked out of bed and into a senkaimon. He heard their questions and crossed his arms, the memory still fresh in his mind. "It's bad over there, but our captains are fighting strong along with the rest of the Soul Society. It isn't out of control, but another captain can even the balance a lot." He spoke, before listening to Leon. What squad was he in control of again? And the hollow said there was a possibility of running into an arrancar?

He raised a hand to pull gently at the bang in between his eyes, thinking on what they should do. He just had the nagging feeling that Leon may not have just the right plan. Digging through his memories, he remembered squad thirteens purpose for the not so familiar name. Hollow extermination. Jack was long range weaponry, that was obvious. He was the duelist, the complete artist at one on one combat. He came up with his decision, letting go of his bang and shaking his head. "Hah, trying to be the hero, Captain Morrison? Not the smartest idea this time around. I'm a duelist. If there's one arrancar over there, I'm the best sort of offense or defense. You're hollow extermination, and there's an infestation in the Soul Society. It's better that you're down there, since an arrancar isn't the average hollow. As for you, Jack?" He moved over close, very distrusting of the arrancar and unsure on whether or not he had actually stuck around or really left. Speaking with a lower tone of voice when he was close enough, he spoke the crystal pillar of his plan. "If I'm there and get attacked, I'm only good for taking down one opponent quickly and effectively. If someone else ambushes me, I could use an Archer of Death like yourself." He spoke up before backing up and looking at their group as a whole.

"Is that fine with everyone?"




Summary Information
Zanpakuto State -
Location - Karakura Town Hospital
Reaction - N/A
Action -
Out Of Character -
Energy - Full

"No I wasn't trying to be a hero! I just...I've got a personal stake in the well-being of the remains of Komugichiku. But you're right, Hiroshi." Leon let out a pained sigh. He was left with little choice but to trust that his comrades would keep Komugichiku safe."I'll head back to the soul society then, and see if they still need help."

In the background Jack urged them into action, and now that Leon's decision had been made something could finally be done. Taking a second to open the senkaimon, he glanced between the two captains he was leaving behind before stepping through. He had a soul society to protect.

"Jack, you stay safe!" Leon called out with a wide grin. "We're not done drinking yet!"

And with that, the Senkaimon shut and disappeared, with the leader of Division 13 now on his way back to fight on his home turf.

The screens displaying the waiting list numbers suddenly turned dark. Intercoms and radio playing the 90's hits were suddenly silenced. All phones ceased working, even pagers were no longer responsive. Then, when technicians and hospital staffs started giving the devices some frustrated pokes, they all came back to life to relay the same message.