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 Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 5:52 pm
Probably one of the sexiest battles anybody will EVER witness...
BRING IT ON!!!
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 5:56 pm
  ✦Mood || Suspicious✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
The Dojo doors slid open at a gradual pace, as a young female, appearance of an average adolescent, stepped into the room, fitted into the form of a silky ebony hakama, a firm, snug corset hugging her torso with brass buttons down the middle. Her blood reed sandals clicked against the wooden floor, in motion with the gentle swaying of her topaz locks of sunrise-orange hair...
Hisana Kurosaki came to a stop in the middle of the room,drawing in a dark breath as she whispered... "Come out, incubus."
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 6:34 pm
✦Mood || Suspicious✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
As her eyes rolled over to the Fantasma sitting on the floor, she couldn't help but smirk just slightly at his warning to leave. Her eyes met his olive-colored hues, glaring deep into them.
A scoff just escaped her lips. "How pathetic," she commented. "I didn't make a mistake. You just woke up grouchy. And for the record, I'm not scared of you in the slightest, fox-boy. So bring on this 'punishment' of yours. Give it all you got..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 6:00 pm
✦Mood || Excited✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
As the javelin-like staff came flying forwards, Hisana merely let a smirk slide across her lips, arching onto the ball of her foot, pushing upwards and off into the air, barely skimming the weapon of his just before she might've gotten blown back. But it didn't matter much to her. Well, she loved a challenge, rules or no rules. She was independent, refused to play by the rules of the Gotei, followed her own rules. And rule number one of those rules: There are no rules.
With just a click of her crimson whicker sandals, she was off once more through the air, haori left behind to float along in the breeze...She appeared to be nowhere in a flash.
A finger tapped lightly upon Kittukuno's shoulder from behind, clearing her throat as she moved that finger, pointing another, to the back of his head. "Cero~," she whistled, charging a big ball of her own Hollow-ish reiatsu at the tips. And, without warning, it came charging out like a bullet, a meteor even, as it nearly took out a big chunk of the wall in front of them both.
If the boy didn't move, he'd get his friggin' head blown off.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 6:16 pm
✦Mood || "Whoops"✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
She simply stood, watching Kittukuno explain himself to her, as her feet began to quickly pick up and shuffle, speeding across the room...but not before a bala came flying her way, recoiling Hisana just a few meters back. She held up her bare arms in defense, forearms crossed over her face as she screeched back on her heels, just barely hitting the wall, before she jumped up in a quick motion, rebounding, diving up and through the air, charging with her zanpakuto's edge outwards, ready to cut through his sickly pale neck. She could just imagine it. The luscious taste of blood crossing her lips, the sounds of ripping flesh and slicing organs, cracking bones...
Wait. What?! Hisana would never think that! Stupid inner Hollows these days...
She seemed to cut herself short of what she was doing. But just in case her sword missed, another two fingers reached out, hiding just under her blade, as she undetectably muttered... "Sajo Sabaku." Golden chains began to warp out from all directions, every single one locked on the Fantasma before her, aiming to shackle his arms behind his back if ever possible.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 6:38 pm
✦Mood || Ambitious✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
Hisana's senses started to pick up on immediate instinct, letting go of her sword as it flew against the wall, propping itself up in the mean time. She ducked as his leg came flying for her head, and even though a shoe...or sandal...or whatever it was, just barely skimmed her hair, she was at the ready, leg flying up to counter his own, blocking any oncoming hands with her own, seeming to fly up in a flurried frenzy. She was fast, impossibly fast. But damn, did she know how to throw a good kung-fu match.
She used Kittukuno's leg to twirl herself up higher into the air above him, doing a back flip as most of time seemed to somehow remarkably slow down... And as it did, she couldn't help but smirk. "You talk too much," she whispered through an ivory-lipped smile, before coming to slam a foot down onto his cranium. The impact would hurt, almost identical to a meteor crashing through the Earth's atmosphere...all energy focused on cracking his skull open.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 4:15 am
✦Mood || Annoyed✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
Hisana could feel the side of her foot come crashing down against his arms with unbelievable force, just waiting for some part of him to finally crack under the pressure. But she had to change her mind quickly, for her leg was caught in his grasp, and as she swung around, flying out of target range, she felt herself just barely hit the wall, before blinking once, twice, maybe three times, absorbing most words of his petty explanations. "When did I say I wanted to kill?" she asked, trying to take in his concept...before hearing of her own blindness by rage, as to how he was trying to teach her.
There was a sudden rush of wind through the air...before Hisana was standing behind him once again at breakneck speeds, springing herself into a leap just a meter or two into the air, whirling around once, before her foot once more came flying at his head. "I already have a sensei, thank you very much." Even if she failed to hit, the results would end up like they did now.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 6:24 pm
✦Mood || Clumsy✦
✦Location || The Seireitei Dojo✦
Her eyes quickly snapped in focus, locked on Kittukuno's movements as she seemed to miss...followed by the firing of several, uh...whatever those things were called... She balanced on the ball of her left foot, posing like a flamingo with its arms crossed before she jumped up again, most of the world seeming to slow down around her. She tilted her head back, one little form of the Fantasma energy just barely skimming her neck. It flew past with blinding speed, before she did a quick back flip, the second shot sliding past her back, singing just a piece of her buttoned corset. Further into such a graceful flip, the third shot went zooming right under her knee, when she finally poised herself upside-down...
And when she finally came to land, the fourth shot hit something, and it hit hard. Her left foot slipped across the energy at the top, as she felt herself crash-landing with a WHAM! down onto the floor, molding a dent to the shape of her butt in the process. She rubbed her head, standing up with ease as she glared menacingly at the man before her. "Are these things all you got up your sleeves? Or are you just holding back?" A slight smirk made its way on her lips, as she raised a finger, moving it just slightly...an invitation to 'give it all you got.'
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