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 Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 1:13 pm
The streets are littered with soul reapers and academy students rushing around to their destinations, not really clear to anyone where any of them are going. The streets are almost like a maze that if you didn't have much experience with them you could even possibly get lost.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 1:37 pm
Strength can't be measured by any means.... ...but If you don't have any why are you in my squad?  Daigon moves through the streets, not wearing his captain emblem on his arm. He had it hidden under his coat in case it was needed but he wished to enjoy the day on his own if he was able to. He moved past the people that littered the streets as if he was nothing important to them. He feels the breeze on skin as he looks to the clouds, a long exhale proceeding from him before he looks back at the streets in front of him. This is the product of his work as a member of the front line, never budging to any enemy that wished this calm existence harm. Seeing nothing new to peak his interest he moves forward wondering what he might find.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2012 8:19 pm
 Novena Espada: Carmellia Veloso A Garganta opened somewhere within the Seireitei and Carmellia stepped out of it. The grin on her face had gotten much wider. "I can feel it. She's growing even stronger! I have to see this!" Unfortunately, she found herself quickly surrounded by various NPC-Soul Reapers.
"What is that? A Hollow?!"
"It's an Arrancar! First time I've seen one."
"We can take her. We have to take her!"
"Don't let it escape!"
Every one of them charged at her, but with a single burst of spiritual pressure, she was able to systematically pin each one to the walls with her webbing. "Tch. Small flies like you would just give me an ulcer. Now tell me which way the cat's place is!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 12:36 pm
Novena Espada: Carmellia Veloso Before she could get an answer, Carmellia could clearly see a dark blue Cero from about a mile from her location. And at the same time, she could feel Frysa's life force draining like a sinking ship. She clenched her teeth and started to Sonido towards that direction.
((Exit towards Squad 1))
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 1:16 pm
 Locura Oculta
Cuatro Espada
Science has made us gods.
The black rip spread out from a wall, and the long, thin, pale arrancar emerged. He looked upon the white halls of the Seireitei, and the streets therein. He had exited in an alleyway, and it was empty for now. But it did not look like the place that they would have taken the frigid arrancar. The Espada let out a sigh, and began looking around, pacing his feet in a circle slowly. He found the high towers of the Guard, and the massive butte that dominated the landscape. But he detected no trace of the ally he sought after. This boded ill for his temperance.
Locura walked down the street, idly watching for any activity around him. He had to make sure that he would stay undetected for as long as possible. He wasn't against fighting as a whole, but if it was without reason and it was not constructive, then it was pointless. He began running scenarios through his mind; where they would have taken her, how her emotional state would be. How easy it would be to escape. All in all, the potential room for error and catastrophic failure was bordering on 45%. But Locura was a smart man. And even with those odds, he was fairly confident in his abilities.
Even before we are worthy of being men.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 5:13 pm
Locura Oculta
Cuatro Espada
Science has made us gods.
As Locura stood there in the annoyingly unbearable color of the blue sky of the Seireitei, he sent out tendrils of probing energy, attempting to find any trace of Frysa's energy. As he stood there, he felt a faint response towards the center of the Seireitei, where the Court Guards lie. But it was faint. The same faint energy that had existed in the park. He opened his eyes, and sighed. It seemed that he had been sent on a wild goose chase. Perhaps this was High's idea of a joke. But thinking upon High made him pause.
"...examine young Frysa." He furrowed his brow. The look he had been given had been a definitive 'go thither' gaze, and Locura understood what that meant. But he hadn't asked to rescue her, as he had expected after listening to the insipid purple insect. But he had droned her out after a time, saving himself from further irritation at her words. But as he stood there under the bright light of the Soul Society, some words came to painful clarity. "Then we came straight back here." Locura curled his upper lip into a snarl, and narrowed his one eye. "Damn that insufferable and entirely incompetent arachnid!" He seethed, spinning in place to face the wall from whence he came. "The single time that she has even managed to form a coherent, capable, and informative sentence is the one time that I decided to ignore her drivel. DAMN her." He let that sit for a second, and let out a deep breath in order to compose himself. He placed a hand against the smooth wall, and tore it open, so to speak, opening a blackened pit to nothingness.
"At least I know where she is now." He spoke softly as he entered the black hole of the garganta. After all, with Carmellia's attachment to her, there would be only one place that the spider-Espada would feel safe keeping her. Carmellia's room.
[Exit]
Even before we are worthy of being men.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 10:16 pm
 Ophelia Hirino - Unseated Officer 12th Division "Only the doctor is pitted against petty morality. Only the surgeon fights against minute sentiments such as humanity. And so it was that I built this construct. To free the binds of law and govern. Where a doctor may practice without the restraints of morals. Where the surgeon may cut where he was once forbidden. No longer is the human mind bound down by a conscious. Freedom here is what it was meant to be anywhere else. To create a utopia and destroy law. To create a haven, I destroyed the ruling hand. Run free and create what your mind truly wants. My goal is fulfilled. Run my puppets and show the world my vision while I slowly rip off the flesh of those still bound by duties hand." (Temporary Layout @_@) Ophelia had entered into the main streets of the Seireitei with the woman still firmly in her grasp; still unconscious but also being kept that way. Her face was solemn and she didn't seem to pay much heed to the glances and stares from other fellow shinigami. "O-Ophelia-sama!" A male shinigami seemed to cry out as she past her, taking note of the women. Unlike people within Rukongai, they weren't afraid to approach her, or rather, they were, but her appearance was common to them, they were still terrified to even make small talk. Ophelia stopped as she was called, her general attitude and personality changing drastically from what it had been only moment earlier. "Hm?" She uttered quickly, not bothering to give him an actual response. "We-well, why are you dragging that woman behind you?" He asked, a bit of sweat ran down his forward, soaking into his robes. "I found her like this in one of the lower districts, she seems to have been rather harshly beaten and I'm taking her for medical treatment." Of course the man wouldn't argue, but this wasn't the real reason he had stopped her. He brushed past this topic and got onto what he had wanted to divulge. "I'm not sure if you are aware, Ophelia-sama, but there have been several invasions. Not just here in Seireitei but also within the human world. Destination, Karakura town. Apparently some of the assailants were shinigami, aiding other unknown forces. I am unsure of more intricate details, but this is what is known for the moment."
He gave her bow. She didn't bother asking what division he was from, in all honesty, she didn't care. Her face gave a gentle expression, she closed her eyes as if in deep thought and smiled gently, appearing as a hopeless expression. "I see. That's not good news at all. I'd surmise at this point the Captains are already in a deep discussion on the matter?" She asked still not giving a glance to the man. "Yes. A meeting of the Gotei captains is already under-way, they have been in the meeting for some time. It's uncertain when they will finish, though I assume once it does we will be given more information." He gave another bow. "I must be off, we were ordered to gather and be on immediate standby." He left briskly. "My my, another interesting occurrence happening today. I'm sure that these rebels have quite the interesting reiryoku." She glanced back at the woman she was holding. "Still. There isn't much I can do for now. In any case. I should take care of this small matter before the fun begins and I am too weighed down to be able to partake in the events to follow." She carried on her way heading North.
After about 10 minuets of walking, Ophelia had arrived at a rather secluded looking place. It bore no homes or entrances, it seemed to be a small corner off the beaten path that consisted merely of three large walls. She walked into the small boxed confinement and touched the far wall that lay directly in front of her. A outline of a door appear in thin marks before it opened and revealed what almost appeared to be a closest. There was a hook attached to a thin metal poll directly above her, she took the woman and attached the back of her clothes to it so she was hanging there. "You should be comfortable, enjoy the ride." And as if triggered by some command, the woman went zipping off sideways in the compartment which would eventually lead down to a restricted area in the 12th Divisions underground laboratory. The door pressed back in and closed. Ophelia turned around and began to leave, she had an odd smile on her face; a look of happiness and intrigue.
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