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 Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 5:57 pm
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((No, No- I understand what you're talking about MockaDash. ^^;; I'll keep myself from doing that. Also, I'm going to try and not 'space' as much, it caused me to loose a match in the tourney. I'm also trying to so some self-homework on learning verbs and such correctly. Since I haven't been to 'true' school since 6 grade; and even more than half of that was lost because that's when I got sick... It was always a difficult subject to me, and I never understood verbs or the what-not. It was only through being stuck at home and RPing that I practically self-taught myself from watching others, or learning words on my own through books. ~.~; No excuse, just the fact of that's most likely the reason why I'm so horrible at spacing alot and awful with my verbs and organization. xD CC(Nexxus) Had no spaces, so Forum/RPing like this is actually quite new to me. lol!
So if you can give me some tips of any-sort I'll be happy to gobble them up and put them to use. After all, I have no shame in saying what my weaknesses are so I can improve myself. That way, I can learn and do my best next-round of a chance. ^^;;
Again- I'm REAALLY sorry for being so late on posting this time.... Fricken upsets me. I feel so bad you guys are waiting on me. ))
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†»‡«Hatsume»‡«† The Captain held strong and proud, controlling the situation in ease despite being out numbered in this battle. Hatsume knew this, she understood that he could wipe everything out from both of them if he wanted too. It lead her to being on edge and extra defensive because she constantly reminded herself of the dangers upholding in this battle.
The once embarrassing Phoenix uncoiled himself from the male shinigami as he took onto flight and allowed the young soul reaper to make his own attempts. After All, his motive of protecting the youth was thankfully successful and thus his job to return to his own partner became critical to the zanpakutou. His flight wasn't forceful nor did he seem to take up a large amount of effort to exert himself in reaching Hatsume, as if the zanpakutou became strangely or temporary fatigued after having embraced against the strong force of the explosion. At this same time he curved and arched his flight-path away from the battle to allow a open free path to Hatsume with less risk of agitating MockaDash into attacking or attempting to stop his attempt to reach Hatsume.
Hatsume had the fire bird in the corner of her eyes, understanding his longer safter flight-path towards her would have to stretch the time it would take for Ame No MaruKumo in reaching his destination point. True focus directed itself wisely upon the 13th Captain as he began his countering attack toward them both, watching with alert red eyes that fixed themselves onto his stretching out arms. His open palm seeming to clutch her attention so well that her eyes did not gesture even the slightest wink! That palm that represented so much, it clutched onto her emotional strings when her mind realized and distinguished the action; a possible kidou? Hadou? It had to be of demon magic, or of relative far-distance attack.
Her ears shifted in the direction of his mouth when the chanting began, semi-being blurred from the constant roaring and activity of her noisy inferno. Her actions weren't being halted, she continued on but why..? Obviously she caught on to what he was doing, perhaps the kitsune was much like that in a deer-in-headlights? Or, perhaps otherwise she was actually plotting on how to go against it even though such a action should be noted as much to rash in her nature! It wasn't denied that she was continuing on with her planned strike with the risk of going against a very dangerous and formidable foe: Demon Magic.
His skill with the chanting honestly enthralled her, nearly placing the fox in this trance as if it was a lullaby of sorts. How beautiful the words were, and how enchanting they sounded when spoken! But it's wonderful sound would be disrupted by a harsh scolding from Ame No MaruKumo as the bird not only sharply squawked and trilled a highly pitched call that was painful to only sensitive ears in the area. Within this disciplining screech were also hidden words; Cast from Zanpakutou spirit to Shinigami.
"Hatsume! Open your eyes child!" His serious lower toned voice snapped at her ears harshly and allowed her to wake back up from her dazed state of mind. Her eyes had never been closed, but often when Ame spoke of eyes; he ment opening your true senses that allow you to see your surroundings and the occurrences happening in them.
As the mighty Captain began to release the countering beam of energy towards the kitsune, her own actions would finally reveal itself as she charged at Mockadash. What she was so dazed about was the simple thought of how powerful demon magic, Ceros- any sort of energy typ beam had against her. It was a weakness she couldn't avoid but needed to learn to avoid, unfortunately she was focusing her reiatsu near herself instead of Mashiro- this time he'd have to hold on his own while Hatsu bearly struggled with what was confronting her..!
The wildfire was still present, always burning, shifting, and changing as she kept within the mass of it; before her charging, crouched and cowering low body forcefully pressed against the close grounds, allowing her reiatsu and flames to not be focused against the shot beam of energy; but instead against herself. Manipulating the fire like a cannon-shooter and exploding with force as she purposely made it shoot her into the sky like a rag doll. The speed of the throwing force was hopefully intended on getting her out of the beam's striking distance before it hit her, if it worked and she was successful the kitsune would be within mid-air high above the ground atleast over 25 feet. @0@;;;
The pillaring column of fire would be hit by the energy beam as it attempted to continue to push her into the air, evaporating and dinsincerating (sp?) the particles of fiery reiatsu from the more powerful demon magic being released. This would destroy her shooting pillar and disrupt her original aimed height for her flight-plan.
Her good old buddy kept a current distance away from the attacks direction to avoid getting hit himself, watching in hope that his easily distracted friend would find away out of this mess. He sensed a high determination from Hatsume, it burned with a passion greater then before obviously pointing out whatever she was planning on doing- she had complete faith in both herself and him working along side her as one, and would attempt to arch his body quickly into the sky after Hatsume as she went in mid-air. =/
..... Crazy darn fox, doesn't have flash step or the ability to stand on air to avoid such powerful kidou or what-not.. so what does she do? Throw herself like a rag-doll to mimic the things she doesn't have... risking hurting herself in the process. -.-; Ohh Hatsu, what will Ame ever have to do with you? The thoughts trailed through the zanpakutou's head, following along with her unexpected actions wondering what she planned to do next with them.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:26 pm
(( You've both improved exponentially. And I must say I loved reading your last post Hatsu, as I always do. You both have potential to go far. RPing is not all about writing skills, but actually playing a role. That's the most important thing. And from the start, you've both been quite constant and faithful to your character's concept. That's definitely something for me to praise and for you two to be proud of!
If I see things that you can improve, I'll point them out. Don't worry. But keep doing the great job that you've both been doing so far. You were never average to begin with, as everybody else in here, and that's why I accepted you into my Squad.
BTW, sorry for the long wait.))
From the corner of his eye, Mock could see how well Hatsume was able to avoid being hit by the Raikouhou. She was a bit a reckless though, since she now found herself in a situation where she was somewhat helpless. Mock wanted to see where she would go from there, so he decided to let her be for a while, and not engage her in combat. Furthermore, he had Mashiro to deal with.
The same as his (Mock's) Tenran negated Mashiro's kidou attacks, so did the young man's tornado attack negated Mock's kidou. All that was left was the nodachi strike. MockaDash was kind of expecting this, at this point in battle, hence why he shunpoed near Mashiro to follow through with his initial attack. The Captain could've released a dark wave from his blade, to struck Mashiro down had he been able to successfully parry his sword. But he didn't, since he knew the Shinigami would take this opportunity to counter-strike. He was aiming for this. Aiming for his students to turn more and more offensive.
And they did. Mashiro at lest, at this point.
The young man was sent flying towards the ground,after blocking Mock's nodashi strike. But quickly got himself up and charge at the Captain. When Mashiro swung his Zanpakutou at Mock, he easily blocked it with his own, and would've send the boy flying once more, if he had not anticipated it. By flipping in the air, Mashiro was actually able to use the clash of blades and Mock's opposing force to his advantage, gaining superior speed and being able to quickly get behind the Captain.
If only he knew how to take greater use of this opportunity...
Instead of immediately following through with another attack, Mashiro decided to opt for power instead of effectiveness. At that time, the best thing to do would be to take advantage of the opening to strike, but Mashiro decided to take his time in charging a mighty powerful attack.
Not that it would made any difference, either way.
Moetsuku. Mock muttered, thus sealing Mashiro's fate, without even turning to face him. As the boy finished saying the words to summon his strike, he was already being enveloped in a curtain of smoke, ash, and fire!
A powerful explosion occurred all around Mashiro, before he could even release his attack. Or so Mock thought. He would have to wait and see. See if Mashiro was able to survive his attack, and see if he was still able to release the Shuukai Batsû before having been struck by the fiery hells of Mock's "ash katana".
The Captain directed his gaze towards Hatsu, to see what the vixen would do now.
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Mashiro Morimoto 4th-Seat
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 11:53 am
Well.... Things did not go the way Mashiro had planned. Sure he was able to get behind the Captain, as if it was some major accomplishment. Now he was faced with the Captain's Moetsuku, which was a shock to say the least. Given Mashiro's battle experiance, which was next to none, he should have known the Captain would have come up with a counter faster than it would take for Mashiro to summon the kidou. As he was being enveloped in the smoke.... ash... and.... fire! Mashiro pannicked as he stopped his attack, or rather it was stopped. For some reason, given the force of the ash and smoke, or just the clumsyness of Mashiro himself, the four ribbons around the finger guard ripped! Just like that the kidou dissapeared into nothingness. "Shuukai Batsû!" Mashiro said, trying to stay calm. However, nothing happened as if he never had the ability.
This turned Mashiro into a nervous reck. What could he do now? Shuukai Batsû was the only ability he had known/learned during their fight. All the questions came to him in an instant, you know the typical Who, What, When, Where, Why, How, stuff. Mashiro..... the voice of Jou-shirû said to him. Hitshiruyu Tsurugi..... Normally Jou-shirû would be playing mind games, or be speaking riddles that Mashiro would have to pass. This was another one and Mashiro had to figure it out... and fast. Since he was not in the mood for mind games, Mashiro just simply said "Hitshiruyu Tsurugi..." The remainning ribbons on Mashiro's zanpaku-to came off instantly. They floated in the air for a second and went rushing into the blade of the katana... litirally. As they hit, they turned into pure kidou and spred out until the whole blade was consumed in fire.... well... kidou. Mashiro lifted the blade ontop of his head and swung it with all his might. As the sword hit the smoke, ash, and fire, there was a blowing out effect. Everything around Mashiro went flying away from him and this is when he set eyes on the Captain who was in a bit of a suprise. " Well that was a bit anti-climatic wasn't it Sensei?" he said. Now he only waited for the Captain to make his move.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 8:58 pm
(( x3 I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it.. I almost thought maybe it was to much and got worried. I guess I need to get comfortable with myself first eh? Well.. thanks, Although you're reminding me of my good friend Kit-san, a person who I admire greatly. Kickass fighter. xD Always asked for training. Her responce was there was nothing she could teach that I already didn't know... >,..,> Got me mad. So I just read books, still ain't nothing like her.... -sniffles- Sorry it took me so long, even if I'm dealing with issues- I'm sneaky like the kitsune that I am... and have ways to get back to posts. Although it does put a greater risk of getting caught. .__. ))
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-:¦:-Hatsume-:¦:-] The midair kitsune felt gravity take a break as her body suddenly became light and weightless; creating a small amount of difficulty it her attempt to shift around and reposition herself to keep a good eye check on what Mockadash was doing, it did help her breathing slow and calm itself through the exhaustion of having to use such amount of force at once; beads of sweat slipping out from the pours of her head and body always kept proof that Hatsume was some degree of being tired despite what her personality showed. Sweating meant a tighter grip on her katana's handle if she didn't want to loose it; she knew her palms had become damp just from feeling the moisture underneath and against the material of her Zanpakutou.
"Ame"; having been without the threat of being accidental blasted by energy beams of any projectile dangers that he had to be aware of; took advantage of Mock's decision when he allowed Hatsume to fall by turning his focus on Mashiro, so he flew quickly to Hatsu; knowing without doubt the vixen would want to recover as soon as possible to help her friend in battle. His wings kept spreaded as he glided across the skies much like the hell butterflies in the waterfall backgrounds; allowing his long legs and sharp talons to take a grasping hold of her dark shinigami clothing in order to lift her into a rightful position where it would be HE would would now carry her.
The tight pull from Ame was alittle discomforting; but being used to always being lifted up by others she got used to it without complaint. It was at this time the explosion appeared and Mashiro defended himself with his Shuukai Batsu against the Moetsuku, it made sense to her why Ame was lifting her up now and not down closer to the battle where she wanted. ;--; She would've became a roasted canine if so; or close too... Flailing hands shifted as she frantically pointed back down to Mockadash, "Ame! We gotta fight! C`mon!" Her pleading wasn't met, and soonly enough her furred feet kicked like a spoiled child. >=0
"Why don't you try making a plan before you flaunt yourself in battle?" The words of her Zanpakutou hit hard as she snickered, Mashiro needed help, she'd plan afterwards!
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