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 Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:37 pm
A simple rocky area, devoid of much life other than the occasional tree or two amidst the rocky outcroppings on the ground. The sky is cloudy, looking like it's about to rain.
[Simple, but quaint]
Nero sat on top of a medium sized boulder, his hands resting next to him to make sure he would stay in place on the rock. His zanpaktou was nowhere to be seen, only the silver chain on his neck with a cross attached to it. His eyes closed, Nero listened to the area around him, trying to hear everything at once. He was waiting for someone, that much he knew. He didn't know when he would get there, though. He never really knew that. He simply got there early and waited. And so, Nero sat there, waiting for his opponent to arrive.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 1:53 pm
Zaine walks into the rocky landscape, whistling a merry tune while the crescent cross on his neck bounces and his strange Zanpakutoh strapped to his back, he walks up and greets Nero, "Sorry if I kept you waiting." he says bowing standing up a grin graces his face "This is gonna be fun right?" he asks "Zaine Tsukioma, unseated member of squad 10 at your sevice." he says introducing himself
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:53 am
His eyes slowly opening, Nero looked down, as he felt Zaine's reiatsu approach. Not talking until he was done, Nero nodded. "Nero Arco, unseated member of the fifth division." Moving his hands, Nero pushed off the rock, jumping to the ground, his back to Zaine. Of course, no zanpaktou was found on him still. Sighing, Nero turned around, his hands at his sides. Reshi could be seen swirling around his hands, the light blue particles seeming to be attracted to his hands. Twitching his fingers, the reshi quickly flew inwards, collecting in both his palms. The blue particles slowly formed into two small blades, each only about two and a half feet long. The hilts were around six inches long, making the blades an even three feet long. Both were the same length, same weight, same everything, really. Though...they were meant to be that way. Gripping the black hilts tightly, Nero stared at Zaine.
"You can make the first move, Zaine."
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 10:51 am
Zaine nods, acknowledging the introduction. "Pleasure to meet you Nero, let's make this a fun match ok?" he says grinning. Zaine watched the manifestation of the blade with intrest, "Cool, haven't seen that before. This'll be fun." Reaching to his back Zaine unstraps his twin bladed Zanpakutoh gripping the black hilt, crisscrossed with silver and gold thread and having no crossguard for either blade. Smiling Zaine bows. "Thanks, good luck to you my friend." Dashing towards Nero Zaine exhibi8ts amazing speed for one with such an unwieldly sword, swinging his blade outward towards the man, Zaine sends reiatsu to his palm, gathering the power.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 1:02 pm
His eyes seeming to dilate, Nero's yellow eyes turned cat-like, as Zaine's reiatsu became visible to him. This move was going to have to make up for his lack of power and reiatsu at the moment, if he was to survive any fight. He remembered well what it was like to be weak, and he wasn't about to feel that way again. As Zaine rushed forward, his reiatsu's image moved faster than Zaine himself, stopping in the exact place he would before he was there. The same could be said about his zanpaktou, the reiatsu composing it appearing to strike out at him before the actual blade did. Leaning backwards, Nero bent his legs, like he was playing limbo, going only far back as to allow the blade to slice the air in front of him. Moving his hands down, the two blades stabbed into the ground, as Nero pivoted on his hands, doing a backflip, and aiming both his legs to kick out at Zaine's chin, trying to send him flying into the air, or at least catch him off balance.
As his feet touched the ground behind him, Nero quickly drew the blades from the earth, stabbing them forward, aiming their path at Zaine's chest. Both were poised to strike at just below his shoulders, pinning them in and allowing him to strike again. Not only would it be extremely painful if it hit, but it would greatly limit his movement.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 1:12 pm
Zaine notes a change in his opponent as he strikes, "Damn!" he curses as he sees his opponents foot coming up. Thinking quickly Zaine releases reiatsu from his feet in the form of a burst to launch himself into the air, out of range for both attacks, landing on the other side of Nero turning to face him. "Good reflexes, and nice stratagy, mind if I ask how you did that?" he asks grinning
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 2:52 pm
Simply keeping his pace, Nero quickly turned around, keeping a tight hold on both his blades. "I'm much older than I look." Was all he said. It was true, in a sense. His spirit was old, though this body didn't show it. As he made his half turn to face Zaine, Nero let loose his left blade, letting it fly forward at him. Before it got close, though, Nero snapped his fingers. "Shakkaho." The blade quickly caught fire, turning into a blast of flame that raced forward at Zaine. Simply trying to block it like he would have the blade would result in a lesser burn, but a burn nonetheless. It was planned to look like he was simply throwing his blade at him, while it was a feint. It was time to see how skilled Zaine was.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 3:01 pm
Zaine smiles "Very well then, this should be a bit more challenging than I thought." he finishes this statement just as Nero had thrown his sword Zaine raised his palm towards the blade, releasing a reiatsu burst at it in an attempt to halt it, seeing the it combust into flames though Zaine decided to increase the power to the burst, while bringing up his sword in case the blade's flight continued.
(If the post is bad I apologize, feel free to give critiscim during battle if you feel it is appropriate)
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 3:18 pm
(It's fine.)
Smirking, the blade was of course stopped, but that wasn't the true problem. Unclasping his left hand from the ball it was in, the fire in front of Zaine quickly ate at the reiatsu around it, exploding. Since the fire was meant to explode when it was made, Nero had simply kept it together while he needed to. He had expected Zaine to try and dodge it though. Not to stand there. Crouching, Nero moved some of his reiatsu into the blade in his right hand, increasing it's size to that of a normal katana, rushing forward, gripping it in both hands. Running through the smoke, Nero jumped at Zaine as soon as he could feel his reiatsu, stabbing forward to try and pierce him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 3:29 pm
Zaine barely had enough time to realize he had stopped the blade before the reiatsu exploded, barely jumping back to avoid injury he smells burned hair and lifts his Zanpakutoh into defense postion, knowing his opponent would most likely take advantage of the smoke screen to cover an attack. Suddenly Nero was upon him, his blade stabbing towards his torso. Grunting Zaine brings up his sword, deflecting his opponents sword from his chest but recieving a gash across his forearm in return. Zaine then swings his blade in front of him, left to right stopping after going a distance and reversing the direction of his sword, hopeing to surprise his opponent with the use of the other blade of his Zanpakutoh.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 11:23 am
Grimacing, Nero watched the blade as it came towards him. Well, not the sword itself,but it's reiatsu. It was all an image to him now. Reiatsu here, forms there, like a ghost image before the real thing happened. Even knowing what was coming before it happened was only good enough. He needed the speed to keep up with his reflexes. The blade was out of his control now. Grunting, the sword quickly turned back into reshi, as it went towards a single thing. "Sho!" Propelling himself backwards, Nero was cut across the chest by Zaine's blade, not enough to cause a lot of damage, but enough to give him a stinging pain that shot through him as he moved. As soon as he was out of range, Nero watched as the other slice went past him. Of course, he might have been caught off guard by the switch...if he hadn't seen the blade in full view already. Both sides were the same length, so to get out of the reach of one was to get out of the reach of the other. But that wasn't enough. Nero needed a zanpaktou. A real weapon. But his wasn't made for what he had in mind...
Wait.
It was, but only for another purpose. Remembering his base, the beginning of his powers, the thing that made it all up. Reiatsu and reshi control. The look of his zanpaktou was made to utilize that. Even if the weapon was more of a club than a sword, it was just as good if used in the right hands. Smirking slightly, Nero quickly moved his right hand out to his side, as his Quincy Cross shined, causing the reshi in the surrounding area to rush to his hand, as the cross and necklace completely disintegrated from where it was, the particles moving from his neck to his hand, taking the form of his zanpaktou. It was a stun club, with a C handguard that was made from metal that went in front of his hand, and then to the edge of the 'blade' of the club. Noticing something else, it was a button, a small red button on the edge of the hilt. A blue line ran from there to the edge of the club, to a blue circle inside the edge. Smirking. Nero pointed it in front of him, looking right at Zaine. "Your the first to see this in battle, Zaine. This is my zanpaktou. And now..." Chuckling, the blue circle glowed, before Nero pushed the red button. "Byakurai" As soon as the name was said, a light blue bolt sprang from the edge of the club, racing forward at Zaine, even faster than if Nero had fired it himself. So this was why his zanpaktou looked as it did.
It was perfect.
(You might wanna look at my profile for a description of my zanpaktou. It's hard to describe and the picture makes it easier XD)
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 11:37 am
Zaine grinned at Nero's acrobatics, thoroughly impressed by his opponents speed and reflexes, "Your fast my friend, truly I am glad for this fight." he says honestly, watching the manifestation of his Zanpakutoh Zaine raises an eyebrow "Seems we both have unusual ones huh?" he asks with a grin, dodging the kidou, though not as easily as he usually would have, looking at the back of his coat Zaine groans, "Damn, now I have to stitch that up.........again." he says holding up the slack to show a gaping hole in the cloth, still smoking. "Any other little trick for me?" he asks dryly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 11:55 am
Chuckling, Nero gripped the hilt of his zanpaktou harder, as he looked at Zaine. "Well, maybe. I never show all of my tricks at once. Come and see for yourself." Smirking, Nero just stood there, waiting. "Whenever your ready, Zaine."
(Post to keep it going)
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 12:08 pm
"Smart man, and if you insist I shall oblige." he says. Channeling reiatsu to his hilt Zaine rushes Nero, beggining to spin his sword until he was holding a razordisk in his hand, keeping the rotation Zaine swings downward from the left, attempting to slash Nero up or just get him into action.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:22 pm
Standing there, Nero watched as Zaine's movements played out before him, noting the disc that seemed to be his sword, appearing above him. It took a second, the time between the vision and actually seeing it, that Nero realized what was happening. Well, that could be troublesome if I don't stop it... Moving his zanpaktou up, the dense metal that made up the club could withstand almost anything. Moving the zanpaktou in front of him, the razordisk sliced against his zanpaktou, but was suddenly stopped. Pushing his zanpaktou in further, the rotations of the blade started to slow, as it met more and more resistance. Soon, if it wasn't taken away, it would stop. Sparks flew heavily as the two metals met, Nero not moving back at all. His left hand free, Nero smirked as it lit with red energy. "Hado number thirty one, shakkaho." Channeling the reiatsu into the kido, a red ball of fire barreled forward at Zaine, at almost point blank range. This was going to be interesting to see how he would dodge.
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