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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 3:52 pm
Slow steps followed in the wake of the elderly woman. His eyes focused on her tightly knitted gray hair. How could an old woman like that possess such strength? Was she using a Genjutsu? What she a she at all? What could be the thing that allows her to be so strong? Ugu continued thinking as he mindlessly followed the woman.
Eventually the pair would find themselves in front of a shack on the outer edges of Soul Society. Her light steps would enter the shack, leaving Ugu at the entrance of it. Ugu's eyes went around himself, evaluating the surrounding greenery. Grass. A shack. A dirt path. Rukongai on the horizon, with its few second story buildings peeking out over the thin green line. Emptiness, with only the anticipation of knowing who the woman was filling the gap in him.
He walked up to the tarped doorway. The shinigami bent down, placing the two bags at the entrance of the home. A smile crept onto his lips. 'Some thing,' he thought to himself, 'are better left to the power of fate. If I'm not supposed to know who, or what, she is.. Then I will not know.' Ugu then turned and began to walk up the dirt path heading toward Sereiti.
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Humbra rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 7:44 pm
A scream flew from the shack he had just left. Ugu turned to view the small house that belonged to the freak of a grandmother. His eyes tensed upon seeing a few sprinkled of smoke wittled from the paper-covered windows. The man flash-stepped back to the front door and ripped off the blanket that covered the doorway.
The blast of heat that push out of the shack blurred the vision he held. A black being was towering over the old woman. Flame and smoke spouted from its turned-away white face. A hollow. Ugu took a massive step forward. Upon his right foot landing on the wooden planks of the shack's floor, the whole shack shook.
His right hand went to his Zanpakutou. A flash of light flew from the sheath as Egeus was allowed freedom from its confines. Again Ugu's lime eyes tensed. His sword extended itself a foot, and entered its shikai state. "Taisha, Egeus."
Another flash step. He was behind the hollow with his savage longsword raised high. The sword quickly fell down- to splice the mask in half from behind.
[Attack @ Mystery Hollow: +17]
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 7:51 pm
[Big Note:
'Mystery Hollow, AKA: Jelbob' HP: 1500 RP: 45 Melee Attack: 1d20 + 25 (x2) Melee Damage: 20-25 Range Attack (Spit): 1d20 + 30 Range Damage: 10-15 Dodge: 1d20 + 30 Special Ability: Reap Energy [Cost 5 RP], sucks 20-30 HP from target into own health. Has a roll of 1d20 + 20.]
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Humbra rolled 6 20-sided dice:
9, 19, 20, 11, 7, 7
Total: 73 (6-120)
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 7:56 pm
The dark frame twisted from a smoldering corpse to fly at the being that tried to strike it from behind. It flew at Ugu with unmatched ferocity. Drool flipped from its grub-like lips, and its hands stretched forward to punch the tall shinigami's chest.
[Jelbob's Dodge: +30] [Jelbob's Attack @ Humbra: +25/+25] [Jelbob HP: 1500 RP: 45]
Ugu fizzled from existance to reapear above the hollow. He propped himself on the corner betweenst the wall and the roof and began to build up reiatsu in his right finger. His finger pointed at the wierd being as he began to chant a spell. "Hadou #4 - Byakurai ("White lightning")!" A white bolt stream from his elongated sausage. It shot toward the demon, hopefully destroying it there and then.
[Ugu Zenmaru's Dodge: +40, +40] [Ugu Zenmaru's Attack: +17] [Ugu Zenmaru Hp: 222 Rp: 164 - 10]
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Humbra rolled 2 20-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-40)
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 8:04 pm
The murky being, as to be expected, wasn't that easy to kill. It jumped a few step back into the growing smoke. A smile gripped the face of the hollow as it flew into the depths of gray fog. Jelbob's cackle then ran out through-out the small shack. Obvious. Lose track of opponent, then the opponent attacks from behind. So simple.
[Jelbob's Dodge: +30]
Ugu dropped down to the ground and bent a knee. Reiatsu built up in his chest. Then it burst outward. A thunderously powerful 'ripple' burst from his body. "Mosa Shouten, Hyoumenka Bantan-no-Rensa-no-ningensei." A powerful wave ripped from his shoulders and body, making way toward the flames that surrounded his being.
[Attack: +17] [Ugu Zenmaru Hp: 222 Rp: 154 - 10]
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Humbra rolled 4 20-sided dice:
14, 15, 12, 18
Total: 59 (4-80)
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 8:10 pm
The flames were lost entirely because of the technique. It was, simply, a candle and a strong breath was all that it took to kill it off. However, the being of darkness wasn't blown away as easily as the flame. It had dodged the technique, and was staring around itself in utter shock.
Ugu frowned.
[Jelbob's Dodge: +30]
The man rushed forward through the splinter filled wreck of a home. His sword swished from side to side as he cut forward. Ugu's eyes never lifted from the hollow in fear that it may disappear into the very air the next second. And, as he struck out, his eyes kept tensed in apprehension.
[Attack: +17/+12/+7]
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Humbra rolled 10 20-sided dice:
8, 2, 20, 20, 17, 15, 7, 5, 13, 4
Total: 111 (10-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 7:24 pm
The hollow shifted backwards. Its slinking shape contorted to shift out of the sword's three flashing slashes. Jelbob's masked rattled as it shifted with the large shinigami's brutish movements. A chuckle came from beneath its devilishly sharp teeth.
Its eyes widened, then, as it tried to head butt into Ugu's face. It did have to make a small leap to cover the vertical distance, but it did get up there, and did attempt to blast the shinigami's nose in. Then, as it tried to head butt Ugu, it released a large swab of green spit.
[Jelbob's Dodge: +30, +30, +30] [Jelbob's Attack @ Humbra: +25/+25]
Ugu blurred, again, from the sight of the hollow. He reappeared behind the black being with his sword raised high. It fell down in a blur, then up again in a blur, and finally again in its fiery bath of ferocity. Attacking the innocent was unforgivable. Attacking while his back was turned to the innocent was even worse. Completely unforgivable.
[Ugu Zenmaru's Dodge: +40, +40] [Attack: +17/+12/+7]
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Humbra rolled 8 20-sided dice:
11, 6, 5, 3, 15, 9, 6, 13
Total: 68 (8-160)
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 7:37 pm
'It' spun on its heels, then rolled to Ugu's right. The dodgy hollow skittled to the side when it had righted itself after its tumble. It stared at the shinigami then chuckled, again. A thick wad of spit then rocketed from its mouth at Ugu's chest.
[Jelbob's Dodge: +30, +30, +30] [Jelbob's Attack: +30]
Silence, aside from the chuckle, was around the two fighters. Everyone it seemed had vanished from sight. Good choice on their part. The being he was fighting would have no second thoughts about taking hostages.
Ugu twitched his blade and thwacked the molases-like goo fly to the side. His sword then was up again, and raised over his head ready to strike. He flash stepped forward and brought down his savagely long blade down onto his opponent thrice in a row.
[Ugu Zenmaru's Dodge: +40] [Ugu Zenmaru's Attack: +17, +12, +7]
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Humbra rolled 3 20-sided dice:
5, 16, 4
Total: 25 (3-60)
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 9:21 pm
Again the shadowy being wisped through Ugu's attacks. It shifted with the flickering and dimming sunlight, making way through his strike as would fog to a stick. It simple shifted from existence, and evaded the shinigami's several attacks.
[Jelbob's Dodge: +30, +30, +30]
As this happened the shinigami frowned. This would be a tough battle. Also, the battle did not seem to be going in his favor. Whatever he had dish out was aptly dodged. While he had attacked the hollow had attacked, and it too seemed to be going through the thoughts of how fruitless this venture was.
Their eyes connected when Ugu made this conclusion. This battle was going no where, and it'd end only when Soul Society's guards came. With their weak abilities the battle could not be ended quickly. Ugu's frown remained on this fact. A foe he couldn't beat. The second of a very small set. Ugu only knew of two others who could pose any serious challenge to him: the Commander-General and that odd-shinigami.
Both their eyes remained locked together.
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 10:25 pm
Then the hollow simply disappeared. It fizzled off in a shifting myriad of purple smoke. Ugu's frown remained as he slid his zanpakutou back into its sheath. A draw. The hollow had run off after it most presumably made the same conclusion as him. Fairly smart for a hollow.
People began to filter back into the street. It was no longer silent as people began to trek by the thrashed shack. He sighed, then, as he looked around at the burnt house. The old lady was no where to be seen. Again he sighed as he began to move away from the rubble.
His right hand dusted off some dust from his black pants as he began to walk down the lane toward Seretei. A smile slowly went to his face as he thought about his students at the academy. What could they be doing right now? Maybe they were fighting a hollow, and improving their Zanjutsu skills? Another sigh came from him, which overcame his smile. 'Probably not', he thought ,'they're probably drinking..'
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:19 pm
The man crosses his arms, his large black coat fluttering in the faint wind. He stands atop a house overlooking the river in this district, and the people had given him berth due to the look of him. He'd dispatched two thugs already but didn't seem to be attacking the people at all. No, he was standing here assessing things, a sword at his side under the large robe. His short spiky blue hair stayed mostly still, and he muses..
"What a pain in the a**. Oh well, if it's what the leader says..I guess it'll have to do. I wonder what the point is..it doesn't matter in the end.."
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:41 pm
Shinrei had just ended buying provisions for his next travel back to Soul Society. With a small piece on grass moving from side to side in his mouth the young man continued walking wearing only the remaining pieces of cloth of his academy uniform. Caring his zanpakutou over his shoulders while his arms rested over the sword sheeth. "Man, Yamamoto-san sure is a pin in le a**...stupid old man...meh I wonder if soul society have any bundles of love waiting for me...and some sexeh food...maybe some warm cloths..." His mind continued running over meaningless thoughts as he ignored the reiatsu of a possible enemy.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:47 pm
A lone grunt, of the lone squad in Soul Society, walked down the cobbled lanes of the Inuzuri district. From his 7'1 height he looked on at the poor children running amok, and how the district seemed to ebb and flow with a sort of charismatic life. It was good to watch. What wasn't good, though, was the few criminal activities he noticed.
Illegal gambling. Cheating people. Mugging. Robbing. Looting. His lime eyes showed his disgust with how the people of this district resorted to violence and thievery to solve their problems. His eyes lightened, though, as he noticed some people helping one another--a girl had tripped and an elderly man assisted her in righting herself. Then the old man swung his foot to trip the young girl, thusly tripping the girl and sending her right back to the hard ground beneath her.
He couldn't take it anymore. Zenmaru refused to watch this any longer and moved to go toward an unoccupied alleyway. His massive sandalled feet shifted through the morass of trash and filth as he continued to onward. Through-out the district he watched small bits of thievery, orphaned children, and more illegal gambling. His frown etched itself onto his face and it was unable to be removed after smelling the putrid 'flowers' of the 78th district.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:48 pm
The blue haired man stops a moment, and muses. There was an energy passing through that greatly surpassed that of the common citizens. Was it one of the higher grade teachers..maybe scouting? No..it wasn't quite that powerful. It was closer to his own in terms of refinement..and there was a moment where he puzzled over his course of action. Leader had said that there were some in Soul Society that would be skilled, but ultimately there weren't ever many. Yamamoto had a reputation for being stingy with trust until someone had really proven their mettle, so said Leader. As someone who'd come from where Leader had, he really didn't know. Kikyou was from Soul Society and not where he was from, she'd know more.
"Man, what a pain in the a**. I guess I may as well check it out..there's no point in me dawdling around here all day anyway."
Moving briefly, the man follows the energy trace...using a Shunpou to appear a bit of a distance..where the signature was going to. The common folk were quick to move out of the way of this man..he felt like trouble. The man then let off a brief pulse of reiatsu..just enough to be detected as more than an average fellow..but the rest he kept deeply buried. The bait, as it were.
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:58 pm
A pulse. A heartbeat. A lone wail of reiatsu in the myriad of Inuzuri citizenry. His eyes, but not his head, twisted to look upon the location of the burst of reiatsu. The signal was obviously not for him.
His lime eyes fled to the blue speck of hair so far away from him--seeking the face of the person releasing the spirit energy. Definitely not for him. Still, though, if Zenmaru's instincts were true there was a fight about to happen. So he shunpo'd from the cobblestone hallway to the rooftop to his right. There he sat on the edge of the building and just looked on at the blue haired man.
'I hope nobody gets hurt,' he thought to himself as he pondered on why the man had moved to release reiatsu.
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