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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 9:39 pm
No, Rei did not know the origin of her name. Rei simply chose the name because she thought it sounded pretty and because her former friend Seiki, who is still somewhere in the real world, approved of it.
As Mashiro stood there waiting for her to make the move, Rei wondered if she should make the first move or not. After all, she thought silently, one should never make the first move; she was taught that in the real world by the rebels.
But again, will it really matter if she makes the first move? It is not like she has many chances against the almost seated shinigami before her anyways. Finishing that thought, Rei jumped into the air and landed in front of Mashiro. Her left knee touched the ground while her right arm held the zanpaktou horizontally: a position that can be used for both attack and defense. Rei had practiced this move many times before in the woods by herself, but she had never used it in actual fighting. She was elated that she was able to do it against a strong and respected member in her own squad.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 2:53 pm
Rei's blade met Mashiro's. The female shinigami had indeed exicuted the attack perfectly, as if it was a natural instinct. Yet, for its quickness and perssision it was still a common move. Mashiro's blade moved not only when he made his attack, which was an odd move for even him. Instead of the tradition parry, dodge, and the swipe, Mashiro took his right leg and aimed for Rei's chest. As the leg came ever closer to its target, Mashiro concentraited and said: " Hado #1, Shou." The kidou pushed the Blond Shinigami's leg even faster at the new comer.
(( Kido Fact: Experienced Shinigami, such as Momo, Can use kido from any point in their body. To be Experienced does not mean that you have to know all the kido's in the world, just have... well... experiance with the ones you do know.))
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Mashiro Morimoto 4th-Seat
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 11:04 pm
Mashiro's feet made contact with Rei's chest, and the impact sent the raven haired shinigami flying. The pain was immense, but Rei clenched her teeth as she spun in the air from the kick's momentum. Ignoring the throbbing pain in her chest, Rei pointed her sword down towards the ground. She landed with her sword imbedded into the soil and her left knee on the ground.
She coughed a few times and pulled her zanpaktou out of the ground while raising herself to a standing position. Rei's eyes were cold as she looked at the blond shinigami not far from her, and she stood as still as a stone with her sword pointed toward Mashiro.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2009 5:31 pm
Without pause, Mashiro continued his attack. " Byakurai." Instantly the pale light shot from his finger and went to Rei, but this time tenfold. The Byakurai was about 2 feet in diamiter and zigzaged, but direct. Rei still had more than enough energy to dodge this and Mashiro knew that. After all this was a trainning exercise not an exicution. Interestingly enough Mashiro did have more power than when he fist came to the 13th Squad. Before he was like Rei, out of breathe when the fight was just starting. Now he could throw a hundred Byakurai and not break a sweat. Maybe it was because he had Jou-shirû. Or it could be that his trainning with the Captain and Hatsu-san was paying off. In any case he would explore the deapth of his power... sooner or later.
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Mashiro Morimoto 4th-Seat
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2009 9:09 pm
The lights just keep coming! Rei thought to herself with annoyance. She knew that she had to do something sooner or later, so why not now when Mashiro is distracted firing a bunch of kido spells at her? Though Rei was already having a hard enought time dogding the streaks of light, she was still desperately trying to find a way out of the deadly lights and attack the blond shinigami.
While being distracted with finding a way out of the Byakurai, Rei missed to see a fast coming light from the left. Fatal mistake, the light hit and grazed Rei's shoulder so quickly that she barely nocticed until the wound started to bleed. Cursing herself for her carelessness, Rei continued to dogde the streaks of light as fast as her tired body allowed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 9:05 pm
Instantly Mashiro stopped his attack when Rei was hit with the Byakurai. Smoke filled the battle area and gave cover to the fight. The Blond Shinigami's Cape blew in the wind as Mashiro lifted his right hand again. ".... Shou" With one word the smoke went away like rain on a mountain and left no sign of it ever being their. The kidou caused a counter, since Rei was in its path as well. Mashiro walked up to the female shinigami as if he was the master of a new found beast. His shadow hung over her like a white cloud on a sunny day. " You don't have want it takes. Most shinigami go their whole life searching for a power that is not rightfully theirs. You have not the strength to continue this fight and even if you did there would not be much to do." With that Mashiro turned his cold shoulder away from her and walked out of the trainning ground, only stopping to say some final words. " Heal from your injuries and we can continue this fight. Until then concider this dule postponed."
[Exits to the 13th Squad Bar]
(( You did pretty good erica. However, one word of advice that I had to learn the hard way. When you are fighiting someone with suppirior strength such as a Captain or even an Arrancar, you must tip the battle in your favor. Don't be along for the ride, just take the weel. I know this does not make much sense right now, but it will once you get more battle experiance. If you want you can join us: Hatsume, Hinata, and myself in the Endless Forest Rp))
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Mashiro Morimoto 4th-Seat
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2009 10:19 pm
Rei dropped to one knee and coughed. This fight had taken too much out of her and she knew it perfectly well. Still, Rei thought with sadness. Did I really gave it my all? She knew that she could have done so much better if her nervousness didn't get in her way.
Standing up with the help of her sword, Rei stumbled out of the training ground, blood still oozing out of the wound on her shoulder.
[Exits training ground]
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 9:40 pm
[ENTERS from Captain's Office] MockaDash arrived at a quiet and secluded place in the squad's training grounds. It was a large grassy plain, with scarce rock formations here and there. This place was surrounded by a gargantuan running track. The area was so wide however, and Mock had lead Evil to the center of it, that the track was nowhere to be seen from where they stood. This should be a good location for us to spar. He said to the Captain-Commander. There's no one around, so we can let ourselves "go" if need be.The 13th Squad Captain was wearing his usual clothes, even for a spar like this. Aside from a black kosode, white shitagi underneath it, and the sleeveless Captain's haori wore on top of them, nothing else was typical with this man's Shinigami uniform. On top of everything else Mock had an exquisite flower-patterned haori that he wore as a cape, and his hakama were white with faint-blue cloud patterns drawn on the bottom. His face was almost entirely concealed by a blue ragged scarf, and a large kasa hat, not to mention his indigo sunglasses that somewhat covered his dark eye patch (over his right eye). MockaDash turned around, and faced Evil. Should we start? He rested his left hand on the saya of his katana.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 9:44 pm
 ~* Evil Wolf*~Evil surveyed the area as they entered, her sharp eyes noting all the minor details of the place. It was perfect for a fight. She began to bounce a little on her feet before she looked back at Mock. "Yes. Let's start. You can go first." She said with a wink, spreading her hands apart. Despite her pent up energy, she was ready for a fight. She normally didn't like them so much, but now just seemed like the perfect time for one. She grinned. ~*Commander-General of the Sereitei, Captain of Squad 10*~
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 9:56 pm
I apologize if I offend you, by declining such kind offer. MockaDash said. His posture still upright. But I insist that you be the one to start, Evil-san.
This was a fight MockaDash was ready to lose. Not because he lacked faith in his abbilities, or because he consider Evil to be untouchable, but merely because he would have to resort to his Zanpakutou. And when it comes down to his blade, the battle is one of Justice.
So, if Mock is meant to win, that could only mean that his Captain-Commander isn't befitted to hold such position. He however, is never one to held back on his skill. This might seem like a confusing concept now. It was also a confusing concept for MockaDash himself for years on a row, until he was finally able to understand it, and thus master his blade's spirit to its fullest.
This is something that Evil, will most surely also understand, during the course of the battle.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 10:17 pm
~* Evil Wolf*~ Hm. Evil thought for a moment. How did she want to do this? Go full out with bankai? Or start off slow with Shikai? Bankai sounded more like fun to her but she wasn't entirely sure that was a good thing to do...She thought again for a moment, then decided she wanted to have some fun. She didn't want to deal with this cat and mouse game that always started battles off. That was boring.
"Okay then, let's skip right to the good part..."She murmured. "I hope you don't mind Mock..." She said again. "Bankai." This time she whispered it and began to transform. She groaned slightly as she was forcibly put into a form similar to her Werewolf form, but much, much stronger. She grew quite large, much larger than in her Lycan form. She towered over Mock and she brought her head up. Red seeped into one of her golden eyes, giving her an insane appearance. Her fangs grew, becoming longer and thicker, and they jutted slightly out below her lower lip. Her claws grew as well, clearly visible now. They looked like they could gut a bear in two seconds, and that was probably true. She arched her back, clamping her jaws shut, then slamming one paw into the ground. She looked back up, her eyes staring eerily at him. Let's have some fun, hm?She said in a rougher voice as extremely intense Black Fire exploded around her, melting the ground a little beneath them. ~*Commander-General of the Sereitei, Captain of Squad 10*~
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 10:50 pm
MockaDash's demeanor was as cold as ice and as stern as stone. The Shinigami closed his eye for a moment and slightly nodded while doing so, as if to acknowledge that Evil "meant business". With his left hand still firmly gripping his katana's saya, he calmly reached inside his clothes for his wakizashi, as if unaffected by the awesome display of black flames surrounding his opponent. Strangely enough, he made a small cut on the back of his left hand - while it was still in place holding the sheath - and allowed the blood to run through the length of the small pure white blade of the dagger. The blade was tainted dark while it absorbed the blood.
You were thirsty weren't you? He addressed the blade as it feasted on his blood. It has been some time since you tasted it, ne? KetsuekiZenchou? His voice turned more guttural when he pronounced the last word.
Suddenly, an outburst of ominous energy erupted from within the 13th Squad Captain, and enveloped both contenders and their surroundings. The world seemed to fade to gray due to a spiritual veil of darkness, as Mock's reiatsu suddenly tenfolded and adopted and aggressive and bloodthirsty nature to it, evidenced as well by the wicked grin he exhibited on his face. On his right hand, was no longer a small wakizashi, but rather a large man-sized nodachi. Its blade as pitch dark as the moonless night. His left eye as gloom as ebony.
MockaDash had effectively assessed Evil's combat power at this point, thanks to his excellent perception of spiritual energies. The situation did not yet required the use of his Bankai. They should have enough fun for now as it is, or so he thought.
Stretching his right arm to the side, perpendicular to his torso (thus forming a 90º angle with it and being parallel to the ground), he displayed his proficiency in wielding such heavy and long sword. Methodically twisting his wrist and forearm so that the sharp edge of the blade was facing Evil, he now brought his arm in front of him, blade with it, and positioned it in front of his face. There was so much length of blade pointing up as there was body down, with the Captain's face as the center. This was done precisely to display the size of his sword.
Next, he lowered his right arm, so that the blade was now in front of his body and bent forward, forming a 45º angle with it. Ready when you are!!!
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 3:29 am
Poor Kyoya had simply been walking around his new Squad's area, learning about his surroundings when the two massive reiatsus erupted into the air around him, forcing him to his knees and causing his breathing to become labored. It almost seemed that he would suffocate on the energies alone before he took one breath as deeply as he could and focused his own around him as tightly as possible, providing him with a bit of a buffer from the pressure. With a loud groan he forced himself back to his feet, even using his sword to regain his footing.
"Sorry.I don't evenknow your name and I'm asking you for favors...heh.My apologies." he said to the blade. Once he was standing he drug himself towards the spiritual pressures until he could see the two combatants in the distance. After a particularly strong surge of power he nearly fell again, only managing to stay on his feet by leaning on a tree.
"So this is the power of Captains..."he muttured through chattering teeth. Kyoya was not one to be scared easily...but this was a bit much, even for him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:13 am
~* Evil Wolf*~ Evil flicked her tail upwards, her Black Flames jumping to follow it up. She lowered her head slightly, eyes menacing. She licked her chops, then grinned, displaying her over sized fangs to him. She wasn't really daunted by him in the least. In fact, she felt a ridiculous sort of glee at fighting an opponent in Bankai who could at least stand up to her. The land time she had fought a remotely strong opponent was when Ky had attacked her wedding and challenged her. She had indeed beat him soundly. Her ears pricked up when she heard and smelt someone new enter the area, but she dismissed them. If someone was foolish enough to come so close to two Captains who were about to engage in Bankai....She shook her head, drool sliding down her chin in a small clear trickle. her fur began to rise and her Black Flames rose higher, intertwining and snapping at the air. With an earsplitting roar she went on the simple course of action. She charged him. Her intensely hot Flames shot out in front of her, aiming to hit Mock first and then she'd attack him directly. Her eyes were alight with the fun of the fight and her tail was held stiffly above her. ~*Commander-General of the Sereitei, Captain of Squad 10*~
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 8:57 am
((Kyoya, try not to come too close okay? Unless you want to go down in history as the Shinigami with the shortest career in Seireitei! XP ))
Mock wasn't at all trying to provoke Evil, even less underestimating her. Honestly, there was even no point to it. You can't discourage one of the strongest (if not the strongest) Shinigami in the Gotei 13. The movement he displayed was more like a ritual of concentration.
He didn't let himself get easily affected by external feelings in the course of a fight. To him, battling was an art, and every art requires the proper amount of focus and discipline. He didn't needed to use or display more power than what was required, since that would be a useless waste of energy in itself. More than raw power, efficiency was the most important factor in play.
The Captain didn't even falter when he sensed a rookie Shinigami approaching them. If he knew what was best for him, he would keep his distance, or possibly even ran away from that place.
Mock had heard of Evil's abbilities, namely the Black Fire. He lacked complete understanding of its mechanics, but at least he knew that it wasn't something to be taken lightly. As soon as the 13th Captain witnessed Evil's muscles tense in preparation for a ferocious charge, he muttered Unsan KaijinKami. The yet sheathed katana in which his left hand rested, turned to ash and completely vanished. He then placed his left hand on the bottom half of the nodachi's tsuka, in anticipation of a heavy blow.
Ko Jin. Mock commanded, and with that sentence the scattered ash gathered around him, forming a dust cloud. The ash possessed a reiatsu trace of its own, so not only would the dust cloud cloak the Shinigami within itself, it would also mask his own current dark reiatsu, presumably making it hard for Evil to pinpoint Mock's actual location within the dust.
The size of the dust cloud made it possible for Mock to easily dodge the black flames that were sent towards him (with a sidestep to his right), while still inside it (the cloud). As the flames passed by him and through the cloud, almost half of the dust was scattered once more, but quickly retook their place. MockaDash released a White Lightning from inside the cloak of ash. Hadou #4 -- Byakurai! The bolt was aimed at Evil's large wolf torso. He wasn't actually expecting to hit her, or even harm her if it did, but merely to outmaneuver her.
By observing from where the Byakurai was shoot from within the ash cloud, the Captain Commander would now be able to calculate Mock's exact location. He was counting on this, since immediately after he had cast the Kidou he sidestepped to his left once again. This was done to try and mislead Evil as to where he was standing in hiding, with his Zanpakutou ready to take on Evil's attack - in the event that she would actually be able to locate him and strike at his figure.
(( Since I used an evasive tactic, I'm basically waiting on your call, to see if your attack connected with my blade or not. Then we'll go from there. ))
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