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 Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 11:14 pm
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His heart rate begin to beat wildly, as the adrenaline rushed through his veins, Kazuya was enraged, to a whole new level challenged by the Sexta espada, was his loss too the Tercera that shameful. To be seen as someone that was not as strong, his eyes lit up in a crimson blaze of pure heated rage.
Ripples of sand, began to stir beneath his feet, as a slow crater began to form from the amount of force that his body was exerting. He stood his ground, clenching his fist tightly, he knew that it was time he showed the espada what he really was made of, things would be far different then they had be in the past. He was sloppy, foolish even to think that his form of attack would be enough to beat the Tercera, but he knew she would be watching. How sure was he, not 100% sure, but close to it.
As his eyes spanned across the silver tinted sand, he detected the presence of several pairs of eyes watching his every move. These were the espada some who watched to see a good battle, others would be there to see what exactly Kazuya was up too. But he cast out any bit of thinking, as he raised his hand towards his zanpakuto he rested his left hand atop the hilt of his sword, while the right arm lay idol at his side, like a fallen comrade.
Kazuya took three steps forward, a strong steamy mist emitting from his body. A clear known fact that every time Kazuya was upset, his body temperature began to rise far past that of any normal humans body temp, at times even reaching 120+ degrees Fahrenheit. Kazuya clenched his teeth as he thought back to that moment, when he fought the Tercera. ~I know she is watching, I'll show that b***h that I'm coming for her next.~ Thought Kazuya as he stretched out his right and left leg giving himself solid ground, he awaited his enemy, the person who he would try to kill with all of his might. Kazuya was ready this time all emotion would be cast away from his body, the moment he lay eyes upon his enemy he would attack.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 11:44 pm
Soren La Guerrera
Sexta Espada
Soren seemed to fade in to view off to Kazuya's right on the edge of his crater. Her eyes took in his stance, his expression, his eyes. There was no doubt: he was angry, furious, even. That was to be expected. He was getting a challenge from an 'old hag' two positions below his whom had only ever released her zanpaktou three times in his memory. Soren conceded that he had every right to be angry. Besides, she could do nothing about it short of rescinding her challenge. Even then, that might not suffice for him. He'd work himself into a frenzy, his only goal to be to snuff out her very life. Soren would not allow this display of strength or his likely thoughts to cow her and she most certainly would not allow her life to end in this desert. Not here, not now. Never.
Hidden by her bangs, her eyes studied his carefully. He was quite truly angry. No doubt he would attack immediately. Soren did not for an instant think that he be reasonable at any moment in the battle. It would be pointless for her to explain why she was acting as she was. It was pointless to explain why she could not allow someone like him to hold the position of Cuarta Espada. Kazuya was too quick to anger to outrank anyone. But he would have to remain an Espada so that she could keep an eye on him. He was dangerous in an almost mindless way. It had to stop.
She took a breath and tested the sand composition by shifting slightly forward onto her toes. It was a pointless act, though. Soren had roamed the desert far longer than any of the current Espada. She could fight here without trouble which would put considerably less strain on her at a later time, say, after the battle. Nevertheless, she watched as some sand shifted down into the base of the crater only to be flattened down quickly. Indeed, Kazuya was angry and already letting it control him. He had even begun to steam which was not truly uncommon for him. At this rate, Soren might not even need her Resurreccion but that was a hazy subject. She could not be sure. Without a doubt, she would not need that, though.
"Shall we?" she asked. It was a stupid question but she felt the circumstances warranted something.
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 4:51 pm
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A pair of eyes filled with remorse, appeared across the young man's face, as he took several steps forward flames seemed to surround his body with every step he took, for seconds later he was in a full sprint towards the form of Soren his zanpakuto in hand dragging against the silver tinted sand as he rand towards her with full force. As he brought his zanpakuto, he through a small spray of sand towards the girls eye no doubt blinding her in a unsuspected manner. As The image of him now disappearing from her now hazy line of view, he reappeared behind her, no doubt from use of sonidos. He rose his right upward towards her spine, inches away from making contact with her body.
"Grand Rey Cero"
He spoke in a small quiet voice, as the giant pillar of red flames and energy shot forth towards her body, expanding out from like a wave of water from a tsunami. As he pillar of energy stretched out towards her about to fully engulf the espada in a fiery oblivion. Kazuya crouched down bringing his knees to his chest, doing a spin kick stopping quarter turn to send a wave of fire towards her legs to throw her off balance. He knew that he she attempted to run she would eventually get burned, any slight bit advantage Kazuya could get in this fight would prove to be key in his victory over the Sexta.
Kazuya then leaned back doing a one handed back flip, his zanpakuto still in left hand, as he gained momentum in mid air he brought his zanpakuto backwards, the long blade in a horizontal reverse slash, began to gain energy compressing in within the hilt of the blade, Kazuya then pointed the tip of the sword towards the direction of the girl, sending a barrage of cero blasts towards her location spraying her like a semi automatic gun. Kazuya did not wait to see if any of the damage had become relevant towards the Sexta, he was blowing off steam, and the best way to do so would be to destroy any living thing that he could.
Kazuya sonidoed up at a northeast angle hovering above the barrage of attacks heading towards her, Both of Kazuya arms were engulfed in third degree burns, that spanned from his knuckles all the way up to his forearm, the usual conclusion from using his power, a result that he had become well aware of. He fell to his knees despite hovering in mid air, resting his body upon his right knee he let out an exhausted sigh, as he stood on the invisible ground beneath his feet. Veins began branching out across his body in a synapse of conjoined amusement. He sprang to his feet, running on pure adrenaline rush, his teeth clenched, Kazuya sheathed his zanpakuto, and raised both hands towards Soren, he would end this before it even started. As both hands opened widely towards the direction of Soren, Kazuya called out his final attack, revealing that the first three were merely just diversions, if this attack did not reach its mark he would be left wide open to any attack.
Kazuya gritted his teeth, as a swarm of energy began wrapping across both forearms like a pair of blood red snakes creeping up its victim ready to suffocate them to death. Kazuya shouted his attack towards the heated inferno that was sure to ensnare the Sexta espada for good.
"DOUBLE.... GRAND.. REY... CERO!!!!!"
Kazuya shouted as not one but two, grand rey ceros fired off from the center of his palms towards the girls location reigning down upon her like a apocalyptic world that showed no mercy, even for the damned, who had the misfortune of living to watch the end of their lives finally occur.
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 8:09 pm
Soren La Guerrera
Sexta Espada
As soon as he began to charge, Soren sighed. That was exactly what she had expected. But obviously he did not remember exactly who she was. He had either forgotten her name or had never actually learned it. If he knew it, he would take heed to treat her with caution. It saddened Soren to know that he was not in the least taking her seriously. But she supposed it could not be helped seeing as she had kept her real power hidden for so long. She would show him how ignorant he was.
It was so easy to avoid every one of his attacks. So painfully easy. With a quick sonido, Soren went to stand behind him, well away from the barrage. She supposed the smoke and fire and sand was what kept him from realizing that he was wasting his reiatsu. Sure, it was impressive if one looked at the explosions. But Soren wasn't going to be fooled by that as well. The reiatsu he wasted was impressive in its own right. Yet his actions were that of a child.
Of course, Soren thought. I'm almost a thousand years older than him.
When the dust and smoke blew away enough, Soren decided to speak. It could be that it would have no effect. But if she was going to be wasting her reiatsu to eject him from his rank, she would prefer that the resulting battle be more than her merely waiting out his tantrums.
"Your memory must be short today," she said, letting her voice carry. "You seem to be forgetting so much, Kazuya-san. For example: I am an Espada as well so therefore I have the same base abilities as you. I can fire any amount of ceros I wish as well as Gran Rey Ceros. Logically, I can also dodge such an obvious attack. In the interest that you do not continue to waste your reiatsu, I ask you to come at me seriously instead of throwing your power about wildly."
Soren tapped her zanpaktou's hilt with her pointer finger. There was no doubt that she would be forced to draw it at some point. The aspect of the necessary exertion did not by any means please her. She would much rather take a nap than fight. But she could not honestly allow Kazuya to remain as Cuarta. The very idea was appalling. Besides, she could sense the winds of change stirring. It was time to actively take part in affairs.
If it were not for the attention this battle had already caused, Soren would have merely ended the battle immediately. But she needed to express her useful strength as well as humble the hothead she faced. She was not sure of her success in her second endeavor but it would not hurt to try. And using one attack to end it would not be conducive to either end.
Soren kept her gaze squarely on Kazuya. It would not do to lose her life by turning her back. He did have the power to break through her hierro. If only just. But this was a pathetic showing of his skill and she knew it. He was becoming mindless, which made her task even more unsavory. But she supposed that was his driving force. It would help to get him to the point she wanted him to be at. She wanted to show him that he was not a match for her.
"I want to see your resurreccion, not waste my time dodging and parrying your weaker attacks," she told him, getting down to the bones of the matter. "I want you to attack me with your strongest technique. I want to know how your power compares to mine. Then I'll choose my method to defeat you.
"But until then I shall remain unscathed and you will continue to fail to harm me. Now, come at me."
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Posted: Fri Jul 02, 2010 8:52 pm
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Kazuya let out a brief sigh, he didn't speak, words were meaningless in the face of battle if she had time to chat she had time to die. He tilted his head from left to right letting out a small cracking noise be heard, finally after she paused from her ongoing chatter he decided he would make his move. He was well aware of him wasting his reiastu, if she was going to be one to criticize his fighting she sure did not have to waste his time in the first place.
Taking several steps forward his breathing steady, aside from the blood dripping from the palm of both of his hands, he seemed to hardly show any signs of exhaustion. The moment she began to speak again Kazuya took this into consideration for his next attack. His left leg out, then his right, then his left again, soon he was in a full sprint, his appearance vanishing then reappearing several feet from where he stood, he repeated this several times until he was within range of the girl. His right fist out sending a strong right upper cut to her jaw while she spoke. He figured it best suit the girl who decided to talk more then fight.
There was a reason why he was given his rank, now for his fighting power, or his ability to upset every espada he met aside the primera. But the Sexta espada was far to busy, critique his fighting position then fighting itself, it made no sense to talk in the midst of a fight when you left your self open to attack. If she wished to look down upon him so badly, why not go for Tercera espada. I guess the term for what Kazuya felt would be, -runt of the litter-. He hardly cared, as he sent forth his right fist towards her jawline. He brought his left fist towards her mid section charging a bala preparing to fire an attack point blank range towards her midsection, not as powerful as a cero but still would cause both of them to take some damage from the blast. With the timing he had sent both attacks, his right arm would reach its target several seconds before the bala would.
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 11:31 pm
Soren La Guerrera
Sexta Espada
Soren merely held up her hand to meet the bala. It was faster but far weaker than a cero and therefore no match for her hierro. The same could be said for his fist, regardless of the force behind it. Unless he could sever her own hierro, he would fail to harm her.
"I told you that you could not hurt me in that form," she said as she crushed the bala.
He was clearly underestimating her. Soren knew she had deliberately refrained from using her power in an attempt to mask it. She preferred to avoid responsibility. The only thing that kept her from that responsibility was her apparent laziness. But if she were to use her power, it would not go unnoticed. However, his underestimation of her went beyond the level she had caused by hiding her ability. If Soren allowed Kazuya to continue as Cuarta, it would be as much her responsibility for whatever grief he caused. Yet by challenging him, she began to except the responsibility she so loathed. Ascending to the position of Cuarta Espada was the lesser of two evils. Thus, here she stood, being treated like a mere fraccion. Or worse; a numeros.
"Muestrame tu resurreccion, chico," she said. "No more of this nonsense. I will defeat you at your greatest power, not murder you in this state."
(Before you ask, no, its not godmodding. I have specifically stated that Soren's hierro can withstand a Gran Rey Cero. A bala-even at that range-does not remotely compare.)
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 3:06 pm
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Kazuya let out a brief sigh, like usual she seemed to talk more about her own problems then want to actually fight. He took several steps back, holding his right forearm behind up against his face, shielding himself from the flying sand that seemed to spray the entire area. He placed both hands in his pockets as he look towards the moon, almost seeming to ignore the Sexta's threat of attempting to attack him. A relevant moment for him, he thrived in the chance to unleash his own power, but he would not give such satisfaction to someone who did not understand his way of fighting.
Kazuya turned his head to the side with his body still looking up towards the moon, a bored, and uninterested look seemed to engulf his entire face as he looked towards this girl. No girl was the wrong term, more like a obsessive old hag that seemed to wish to provoke him into a feeding frenzy which he would loose all sight of reason, and no doubt be overwhelmed by his own ignorance as a man, and as a espada. He took in a deep breath of dry air, inhaling, and finally exhaling the gust of air from his nostrils.
He was not sure, of what to expect from the on going chatter of a woman, who did not know when to shut up, perhaps her goal was to talk him to death. No if that were the case, the battle would have been as good as hers from the beginning. To be honest, he was hardly paying attention to any of what she was saying, and was more focused on the fight itself, that was what was important to him. Perhaps if she were a mind reader, then she would understand where he was coming from, and actually giving him a fair fight. He had not been looking down upon her, he simply was not interested in her ability, or her fighting spirit.
The moment she seemed to enter her resurrection Kazuya thought to himself. *Figures, an easily enraged woman, how boring.* Kazuya took one step forward, a giant grin on his face as he look towards the espada. The smirk across his face was some what devilish, as if he had something cooked up. He raised his right fist towards the sky, it clenched tightly as if holding onto something. He lowered his head towards her direction, his mouth open as he was about to say something. "You talk to much." His first, and most likely last words during this entire fight. Kazuya compressed a cero in the palm of his hands as he took off like a speeding bullet, vanishing momentarily, reappearing inches in front of the girl, he brought down his right fist, which was illuminating a bright red crimson light, which was propelled towards the side of her face.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 10:51 pm
Soren La Guerrera
Sexta Espada
Finally he spoke. It surprised Soren how much she had been waiting to hear him say something. How dissappointing. It was such a trite, throwaway phrase. But to be followed by such a vigorous, if sad attack! Soren was decidedly more jovial now that he'd ceased all that charging nonsense. As if he really needed to work his way up to speed.
If he did, he was as good as dead.
However his attack was a fresh spin in things. Soren had lived a long time and seen far too many ceros, but never one that coated the user's hand. She applauded the simple twist. However the power was still the same; not enough to break her centuries-old armor. She let the force behind it push her into a skid sideways thus creating an acceptable pillar of sand and dust. When she stopped, she was engulfed in a cloud of airborne debris. It was irritating to have her vision obstructed but she knew exactly where she was in comparison to where Kazuya was.
She began walking back toward him when she noticed that some sand had begun to settle on her. With no small amount of irritation, she set about dusting herself off. Just as she was clapping her hands together, she emerged from obscurity. She was still a distance away so she made as if to step forward again. This time, she seemed to jump ten feet toward him. This continued until she was within fist range of him.
"Nice, but not nearly enough," she stated in the most nonchalant anyone would probably ever hear her use. "I told you I want to see your true power, not a meaningless stream of ceros and balas. Now, boy, are you going to cooperate or am I really going to just have to kill you?"
Soren had to admit that this child's play was getting tired. If he wanted to keep up this nonsense, then she supposed she didn't have much choice. If it continued too much longer, she might just decide to release in order to get rid of him. It was all getting just a tad beyond ridiculous.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:08 pm
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Kazuya stared up towards, the cat like girl as she came within range of him, he gritted his teeth, raising up his zanpakuto in both hands in a vertical defense like pose, as the espada came barreling towards him he took several steps forward, as both of her claw like hands came down upon his zanpakuto, several drips of blood could be seen falling down on the silver sand. The small crimson drops would be no other then Kazuya's blood. His eyes focused in on that of the espada, a bored expression upon his face, as if he had seen her limit as an espada and was not in the least bit impressed. But his persona seemed to completely contradict his motives, as he continued his attack.
Several lights of energy began to shine from the palm of his hands, as the red tinted light began to engulf his entire zanpakuto blade, Kazuya slide his left hand towards the hilt, then side stepped to the right, performing a reversing upward slash towards the sky with espada in front of his blade. A long stream of energy materialized through the blade, creating a long bladed Grand rey cero, forged from his blood, and spiritual energy, with enough force to send the espada ten feet into the air.
Kazuya sonidos up towards the far east, blood still dripping in the palm of his hands, he created a dark crimson sphere which hovered in place, he repeated this same process as the far north, and far west ends of the espada, though he could not see her within the now settling debris from his earlier stated attack, that would prove invalid to his now ongoing actions.
Kazuya appeared twenty yards from all three crimson orbs deprived from his body, with a shaky right handed snap of the fingers, all three orbs split into dozens of miniature ceros which reigned down from all sides towards the form of the espada, showering her with a pool of pure energy. Kazuya sheathed his zanpakuto, with his back towards the after math, as if he were walking away taking three more steps two the right, he brought forth both hands sending a destructive force of energy from his body through his blade with a ferocious amount spiritual reiastu, resulting in a catastrophic blast headed towards the form of the Sexta espada.
Kazuya fell to his knees, some what tired, blood filling the palm of both hands, he spat out a single pint of blood from his mouth. With a steady rising chest, rushing to take in air into his recently worn out lungs, several ounces of sweat fell down his forehead, as he sat on both of his legs, unable to move for the moment, only able to watch, and hope that one of his attacks caused some sort of damage towards the girl, who seemed to have a knack for complaining more then fighting. A previous flaw that Kazuya had eliminated from himself, from his previous battle. She's gonna have to try, a lot harder then that if she hopes to bring me down. Thought Kazuya, as he attempted to peer through the after math of what devastation he had brought forth towards the Sexta Espada.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:36 pm
Soren La Guerrera
Sexta Espada
Soren had no choice but to take the brunt of the first attack. She didn't know what it was but rated it as a Gran Rey from it's power. She decided to let it move her as it would be less stressful to her body. Sure enough, she moved back again which was irritating but an expected outcome. She wasn't stupid enough to panic, though. Whatever it was couldn't get through her armor, much less kill her. Instead, she kept careful tabs on everything around her. It wasn't hard to make out the spikes of power sprouting up in a circle. And it wasn't hard to use her pesquisa to recognize them. Ceros. He was still up to that foolishness.
It was easy for her to shoot straight out of the cloud. It was easy to sonido until she was standing infront of him. It was easy for her to reach to her side, grip her zanpaktou and slide it from it's casing. She flicked it out until the tip was inches from his throat. It would be easy to kill him in this position. Her left eye blurred somewhat and Soren reached up to touch it. Her hand came away a vibrant shade of crimson. She was bleeding.
I must not have hardened my hierro enough, she thought as part of her attention became devoted to the unexpected sight. She quickly brushed away what she could and ignored the rest. It didn't hurt so why should it matter? Her gaze was caught by her crimson fingers as she thought.
"I suppose I should respond," she mused. Then, without further ado, Soren ran her hand along the blade, pointed it at Kazuya and fired her first attack of the battle. How fitting it would be a Gran Rey.
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 1:01 am
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That's All Kazuya Needed, if she could bleed, she could die. He slid out his right leg first, kicking at the side of her leg, once her body reacted to the action, he reached up grabbing onto the girls sword with his bare hands. As several drops of blood fell from his right hand to the ground, he gave a quick jab towards her forearm while directing her attack away from him forcing her to fire her blast in the opposite direction that it was facing.
He then kicked her from the other side with his left leg, as he gently pushed her back, he stood back up on his feet, catching his second wind, Kazuya sonido several times around the Sexta, encircling her in a giant circle filled with several drops of blood in each destined area within the circle. Kazuya appeared several feet above his prey. He lowered his right arm slowly as small gusts of flames began to sprout from the ground. The flames seemed to increase in size creating a massive ring of fire. The wall of flames began to rise nearly reaching the elevation of a small mountain. Kazuya soon took his decent down towards the center of the ring that he had created.
Every action, and every move had led up to this very point, he had specifically lured her to this one particular spot for this one moment. Kazuya pointed both hands towards the ground, as the ground beneath both of them began to glow immensely. He wrapped his fingers around his right hand, to brace himself for his next attack. Veins began to branch across his veins, as the flames around them began to swirl, increasing the overall temperature of the air to a stifling 120 degrees. The flames now seemed to take a life of their own as they crashed, and merged with one another, soon taking the form of a giant fiery beast, which circled above them both, before doing a aerial dive towards the two. The size of the beast was that of two sky scrappers, side by side. Kazuya looked up towards the oncoming fiery oblivion. He seemed to welcome the immanent threat, which seemed to carry enough fire power to burn an espada's skin to the very bone. Both of Kazuya's arms and been burnt beyond recognition, it was clear that this had been Kazuya's ace in the hole. How it turned out now would be up to the Sexta espada.
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