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 Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 6:06 pm
Ketsueki felt her spiritual energy building up in her right hand, she put her hand behind her back just incase an orb formed. ‘damn it, no good, no good, stupid powers reacting on their own.’ she thought to her self trying to keep calm. “if you guys are going to fight do it outside so you don’t destroy this place or hurt anyone.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 9:44 am
((I wish i had mod powers of my own to bare, but since no one is posting because of you we are going to continue as if you left. Oh and sry guys for my being gone for a week. And we are going to continue where we left off before the speed bump.))
Stark rose from the other room after the uninvited guest was gone. He stumbled out of the room sweat still on his forehead. He looked pale and sick, and like he could collapse at any given second. "Tell me how to beat this hollow..." He spoke to the owner directly, and everyone would hear a very slight distortion in his voice that would tell them just how close he was to be ripped apart by his inner demon.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 2:51 pm
(Thanks Hidate! I PMed the guy twice, but he's ignoring me. stare Also, if you haven't, you might want to bring up your idea for Stark to Kazei. It seems that Zeke's authority is being revoked by the Co-Captain of the guild.)
Kintaro was in pain, but Stark seemed in greater pain. And so he moved next to stark, holding up a hand. "Stark?" He had no idea how to deal with this.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 3:29 pm
He put a smile on his face to his new found friend, "Kintaro relax I will be fi.... fine..." He took a deep breath and the hollow behind his voice vanished on his last word. He was clearly struggling hard to keep his inner hollow at bay but it was also clear that there was nothing even Kintaro could do.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 4:50 pm
Sensei's voice seemed to linger in the air, just kind of hanging there without words to keep it whole. Stark had moved soon before he should have, though, it was OK . . . it showed his strength, though he displayed it a bit stupidly.
He wondered if he had noticed that his forehead was still stuck by a couple of suction pads still connected to Kaosu's gloves, but that didn't mater too much.
"Stark-kun . . . you shouldn't brush aside his help . . . in fact, you now have two charges, Kintaro-kun . . . and Kaosu," he said sternly. He would wait to explain why, for there was much more story that preceded it. "Defeating him is a daunting task that I cannot help you with."
Kaosu looked between Stark, Sensei, and Kintaro, wondering just why he would be placed to keep Stark under control. For that matter, he didn't get why his gloves were connected to him, but he trusted that all to be explained in due time. He cringed a bit after Stark had, which really had him confused . . . why was he having smpathetic pangs to Stark?
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 5:23 pm
Kintaro nodded. "Sure." He seemed uncomfortable, for some reason. "The only thing I ask is that whatever I do, you keep it from the Soul Reapers. I don't need them breathing down my neck." He had always been tracked by many different organizations for his powers, and he didn't need the Shinigami coming for him, too!
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 5:30 pm
Starks eyes flashed to that of a hollow he cringed and gritted his teath. "This cannot wait, I have heard of a way..." He took a deep breath it was hard for him to stay standing so he sat down next to Kaosu and let his head rest against the wall. "I found a book in my new house hear, it was a journal. In it there was a stroy, of a teenage kid and his friends. The kids name was Ichigo, he was given shinigami powers by accident and then had them taken away. To save his friend he got them back with the help of an old and very strange shop keeper at a place called Urahara Shop." He made a motion to the door and the crappy sign above it. "He found a hollow in him that he had to beat in order to gain power, well im simply reversing the order of events." He smirked before speaking again. "I want you to do it to me, unleash my power and let me fight it on equal terms." His smirk was whicked and Kaosu would fell a twinge of his pain that he was now feeding off, Stark was starting to become the hollow the personality was even effecting him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 5:55 pm
"Kintaro-kun, no one outside of this room will know of what we plan."
"Now who the hell wrote that down . . ." Sensei grumbled, face-palming himself as he shook his head. "Stark-kun . . . I haven't the resources to recreate the past. I'm sorry, but your battle is on separate terms of that of Ichigo's fight," sensei replied, extinguishing the flicker of ill intention Stark's little friend carried. It was obvious in Stark's persona that he wasn't completely in control of himself.
"Kaosu, close your eyes a moment, and keep focused . . . "
Why Sensei was telling Kaosu this and not Stark was strange . . .
Kaosu's face contorted with the struggle he felt within Stark, though he managed to hear everything that was going on. He thought now that he understood what Sensei meant . . . Stark's battle would be internal, and somehow, Kaosu and Kintaro were the only ones that could somehow effect the outcome of said battle. He closed his eyes, using multiple meditation exercises he had learned, all to see something that taxed him so greatly, he'd be hard pressed to maintain himself, but he knew that he had to try. In his mind, he saw Stark pressing a gruesome figure to the wall, trying disparately to bind him. "What . . . is . . . this . . ." he muttered, both inside and out.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 6:07 pm
Stark was felling the power of the hollow breaking him from the inside. He could feel it and it was horrible. And now Kaosu would fell it too, the pain from so much power being pushed through him. He could fell Kaosu as he joined him in his mind. In his spiritual world, the prision he built for the b*****d demon. There was something he hadn't noticed before, there was a sword in the back of the room. But no way could he let go of the beast to grab it. He was the only thing holding it now as it ripped and teared to get free. He was reaching his limits at that.
In the real world he had doubled over now and was holding his ribs and they would all fell the power of a vasto lorde in the room with them. As stark looked up they would see hollow eyes, and evil intent screaming through pian as tears flowed from his eyes. He was becoming afraid and somehow he knew that it was the end of him. The hollow would win and he would lose and nothing any of them did could help him. At least thats the way the dispair would fell to him, to the otehrs it would seem madness as he spoke.
"Kill me... or release my power..." The 'kill me' was him begging for relief, the rest was in the hollow voice as it spoke through him. It was hoping that his firends would not do anything else but let him try to stop the hollow himself.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 6:36 pm
Kaosu noticed the blade too, and shook the shock from his mind. If he stood there, Stark would lose, and that was not about to happen in the middle of Sensei's shop. If they were in the Sahara, maybe, but not in Urahara, and not in Karakura. He ran to the blade and grabbed it by the hilt, attempting to rip it from it's place, but to no avail. "What the . . . Stark-san!" he screamed, letting go of the swords he headed for the two beings struggling with each other, adjusting his gloves.
In the land of the living, Kaosu had passed out alongside Stark, falling out of his chair. Sensei tensed, "Kintaro-kun, you'll need to work your magic on my signal . . . everyone else, if you wouldn't mind taking a step outside for just a moment, that would be great." Sensei's voice refused to betray his concern, but the situation was obviously enough to get anyone worried. Sensei would take down the hollow as only a last resort . . . but to do that, he would be forced to destroy Stark's body, killing him in the process . . . if the three boys couldn't keep Stark on top of things, Stark would definitely die. By him or the hollow, it made no difference.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 6:40 pm
Kintaro, nodding, kneeled beside Stark. Pulling off his other glove, his voice caught as he spoke, speaking of uneasiness. "If any of you ever breathe about what I'm about to do, I will hunt you do and kill you." His cold, calm words spoke of the truth of his words. Poiting at the door, Kintaro placed his other hand just above Stark's body. "Open the door, and move out of the way." He was going to send a lightning bolt from Hell out that door, and it would seriously injure whomever was in the way when he released it.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 6:46 pm
Stark saw his friend in his inner world as the mask began to form on his face the bone on his hands and the wings from his back. He looked to him with confusion and concern. "GET OUT OF HERE, OR YOU. WILL. DIE!" The hollow version of stark turned a whicked smile on Kaosu. He clearly inteded to eat the kids mind and spirit which now floated inside Starks body.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 7:09 pm
"That's not happening, Stark!"
Sense, hearing Kintaro, instead hopped over the counter to the shelves, opening up a box to retrieve an orb the size of a large marble, which was likely the thing Kintaro last expected. "Kintaro-kun," he barked as he tossed the boy the marble. It would act as a receptacle to keep the energy he would discharge. This marble was enough to keep a captain's reiatsu contained, it would be enough for it's purpose.
"Sensei said it himself, don't brush off our help!" With this, Kaosu grabbed Stark and ripped him off of the hollow, pushing his palm into the hollow's chest in his stead. Once Stark's contact was broken, he should have stopped his transformation, letting him an opportunity to grab the blade. He let go and drew lines across sections of the hollow's body, across his chest, arms, and legs, creating temporary barriers that would hold only long enough to patch up the one before it. "You wish to kill us?! NOT A CHANCE!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 7:15 pm
Lanfaer
Kintaro grabbed the marble in midair, and touched Stark. Immediately, he felt large amounts of power flooding through him and into the orb. The Hollow within Stark would feel his power being drained by Kintaro.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 7:26 pm
THe hollow felt all these resitances and screamed sending a blast of energy out of starks body. The transformation wouldn't be stopped like this. Inside his mintal world stark turned and as soon as he moved for the sword he was met with thousands of swords, as the wall of the world opened revealing a green paasture which smelled of fregrant lavnder that he rembered from his grandmothers house. He rushed forward and jumped out into the new world and was fallign with the blades he scanned wondering which was his then he rembered something from the journal. "The Ribons" He focused hard, and then saw them, a ribon extended from each sword, but only one was red. He grabbed it and pulled as the sword launched up and stuck into the roof of the hollows prison. He pulled and jumped up to the sword grabbing its crimson hilt. it changed in his hand as he was spiraled in wind in riatsu in botht he real world and in his mental world.
It was insane int he real world his body would go limp as the new shinigami powers imposeda new seal on the beast. In his mental world he now wore full shinigami wear with one difference. He wore a black cap exactly like his blue one with one difference, it had a skull on the front. His new zanpakutou glinted off the light from the missing wall. His sword was short only 4 foot long, from blade to hilt, but it was thick and locked like a cleaver with tanto tip. He smilled as the hollow wore the same sword on his back. "Let him go Kaosu..." His new cockyness was well founded, as he kenw he stood every chance at beating the s**t out of this hollow b*****d.
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