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The Karakura General Hospital is equipped with the latest medical tools and state of the art machinery. The staff is used to all sorts of odd wounds and extravagant excuses by now and even won't bat an eye at the mention of ghosts or evil demons.

Jack Mallory, Captain of Division Three, landed on the top of Karakura General Hospital. Head-Captain Niwa had given her permission to come to the World of the Living to go drinking with Leon Morrison, Captain of Division Thirteen. As a result she was carrying several bottles of various types of alcohol. Chimamire no Yuki, her Zanpakutō was strapped to her back.

Jack called out, “Leon! The Head-Captain gave me permission to come see you.”

Jack moved to sit down next to her fellow Captain. She smiled at him while handing him the bottles she was carrying. Jack kept one bottle and twisted off the top. She took a swallow; blueberry vodka.

Jack giggled, “After today I need to get drunk. I figured that since you saw what I saw you would need to get drunk too.”

Jack took another swig of the liquor as she looked down at the city. It was quite a beautiful sight. However Kimber could see smoke rising on the horizon. She quickly raised the bottle to her lips again.

Jack grinned at Leon, “It’s alright that I’m here, right?”

Jack took another pulled at her vodka bottle, “I am exactly what it says on the tin: Jack Mallory, Archer of Death, Flirt extraordinaire. If you haven’t been to my bed you have either said no or I haven’t gotten to you yet.” Jack let the alcohol burn as it course down her throat, “I respect no. I refuse to force myself on anyone.”

That wasn’t entirely true Jack had a bit of a dark past. However she never shared that bit with anyone. She was more than content to let people make assumptions about her.

Jack watched the Humans below scurry back and forth. She wondered what excuse they would come up with to explain what happened to Komugichiku. They would need some excuse and, there was no way they would ever accept the truth.

Jack chased those thoughts away as she asked Leon, “What about you Leon. What are you like?”

Now that the first quarter of the bottle had hit Jack’s stomach she slowed down. She didn’t want to get stupidly drunk. Jack wanted an alcohol buzz. Luckily Jack had a high Alcohol tolerance so she still had a ways to go before she reached that stage. Still Jack wanted to take her time getting there and, then remain there for as long as possible.

Jack was strangely serious as she answered, “I am incapable of loving. That’s why I can’t have a serious relationship with anybody, male or female.” Jack took another pull at her bottle, “It wouldn’t be fair to them. Besides I don’t lie. People can call me a slut but they can’t call me a liar. I am exactly what it says on the tin.”

It looked like Leon had thrown caution to the wind. He had moved from sake to rum. Jack considered her mental state. She wasn’t seeing double and she hadn’t fallen off the building yet. She was a long way from drunk still. Jack finished the blueberry vodka in three long swallows. Then she grabbed the rum from Leon and took a swallow before handing in back. The rum hit her hard; rum always did.

Jack smiled as she began to speak truth, “You’re incredibly good looking Leon. And you’re smart and you’re brave and you’re damn sexy. But,” Jack paused for a moment, “I won’t sleep with you if you’re drunk slightly buzzed, yes, drunk, no. I don’t hook-up with people who have taken leave of their senses.” Jack considered the bottles of alcohol, “And I really want to sleep with you. Of course if you just want to get drunk I’ll keep you company till you pass out and, then I’ll find someone else to go to bed with.”

Jack had a red book with the names of all the people she could call if she needed a lay and hadn’t found one yet. Jack very rarely went to bed alone. However she really wanted Leon’s company tonight. Jack leaned over to kiss Leon. He tasted like the alcohol he was drinking.

Jack smirked as she pulled away, “I have got to be the oddest flirt you’ve ever meet uh?”

Jack grabbed a bottle of scotch and, pulled the top off. She started drinking straight from the bottle. Who the hell needed cups?

Taoreta Ryuunosuke.

Really.

That lieutenant sure had some twisted sense of humor.

If Nagisa —no, he was Ryuunosuke, now— was in a cartoon, literal dark clouds would be following him around. He was in a sullen mood, something quite understandable considering the predicament he was in, but really, why the heck did he need to have a blood test done and a checkup done to be properly hired? He wasn't the one that needed to be healthy; he was supposed to be the one ordering kids to run laps and not join them in it. And to make matters worse, Karakura High School's nurse was too incompetent to do it by herself, forcing him to take a smelly cab to the local hospital. Of course, it just so happens that two of his past colleagues were frolicking in the area as though some bad writer was penning the course of fate.

They were pretty far up so it wasn't very likely for them to see his face. Then again, very few have had the chance of seeing his face since Nagisa wore shades most of the time and Ryuunosuke didn't. His Reiatsu was also nonexistent at the moment, he was, in fact, completely unaware of his ex-colleague's presence as he could only see spiritual beings that are within 50 meters of him. At that range, however, spiritual beings would also be able to sense traces of his inner Hollow, something rather tricky since it may attract unwanted attention. Fortunately, he always had his Gikongan with him, but even then, he would prefer to no use it if necessary.

As he entered the building and gave his name and purpose, a nearby flat-screen television started broadcasting the morning news. A collective gasp in the reception and waiting room drew his attention to what was being said: a nearby town had been completely erased from the surface of the earth. Some theorized that it was a terrorist group wielding a new weapon, but others seem to think that it was the work of Aliens as no human technology could manage such a feat. The latter were closer to the truth of course.

Ryuunosuke had, unfortunately, been kept out of the loop concerning recent events, but he could easily add two plus two together and his interest would be piqued. "How far away is this Komugichiku?" he asked a passing nurse.

"No more than a few hours drive from here," she answered, perplexed. "Are you new in town?"

"You could say that." Detecting curiosity in the woman she had approached, he quickly added, "I used to live around here many years go."

The newly christened P.E. teacher than returned his attention to the report. Humans were swarming the place, humans of all ethnicity from all over the world. That did not bode well for anyone. Still, his life as a spiritual being was over so Ryuunosuke sat back down to await his turn.


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As the sun began to peak over the horizon, a scream would fill the air. Not a human scream, a monstrous howling scream. It was soon fallowed by another and then another, as rips filled the sky filling the are with hollow. Karakura would be the first stop on the arrancars hit list. She planned to keep the shinigami on their toes and away from her mission.

30 hollow please keep track of hollow left


NPC Combat Guidelines
-Generate a number between 0 to 5 with every post made in this thread for this event.
--The number obtained is the number of Hollows you've slain.
--Use of Bankai will DOUBLE the number.
--Limiter Release will DOUBLE number and TRIPLE the number if Bankai is active.
----4 posts of the requester are needed to obtain authorization to remove the limiter.
----The 1st post being the one in which the request was sent.
----Authorization is applicable to ALL SHINIGAMIS in the thread.
--Every time a 0 is obtained, 4 more Hollows will appear.

Jack heard the screech of Hollows and, accepted Leon’s help up. She was not happy with this turn of events. The arrival had interrupted her story. In addition she hadn’t had time to rest. This day just kept getting worse.

Jack reached behind her and pulled out her Zanpakutō, “Stain it red, Chimamire no Yuki!” Jack pulled her bow string back as she took careful aim, “Ya no Chi!”

Jack sent a single bolt at the horde. There were two Hollows in a perfect line. Jack managed to get both of them. Jack’s face didn’t alter one bit from her angered expression.

Jack called out to Leon, “This has to be another trap! I’m sending a message to Head-Captain Niwa so that way we can stay on top of things this time.” Then Jack muttered angrily to herself, “I will not have a repeat of Komugichiku!”

Jack pulled out her Soul Pager. She spent frustrating several minutes trying to get through to the Head-Captain.

Jack’s voice was elevated, “This is Captain Mallory! Put me through to Head-Captain Niwa now!” Finally Jack was put through, “Head-Captain! Captain Mallory reporting! Captain Morrison and I are facing a horde of about 30 Hollows. We’re worried that this will lead to a repeat of Komugichiku. So far we have not seen any Arrancar! Please advise!”

The morning was filled with violence, the last thing Leon had expected. And yet there he was in the thick of it, sweat trailing down his brow as he assessed the situation. With Jack up and moving, they had already cut the numbers of hollows down noticeably. She called out what he was already thinking, even going so far as to page the head-captain for reinforcements. Leon definitely owed Jack another, better date-even if they didn't quite call it that.

As Leon bared his claws, the emergence of another, larger hollow grabbed his attention rather quickly, his fists clenching. It seemed to have nearly the same amount of power that the captains themselves did, yet it fired ceros upon its own kind. It took him a moment to realize that this was the hollow from the last attack, the one that stuck out to him as odd but was helpful nonetheless. Leon couldn't turn his blade against an ally, even if it was the strangest ally he had come across so far.

"I guess some help is better than none." The captain muttered, turning his attention to the hollows that had landed from their portals. Letting out a primal battle cry, the young captain charged forth to chop down the number of the hollows even further.

Leon dug his claws into the first hollow he could get his hands on, using it as a battering ram to knock over other hollows and part the crowd, giving him breathing room and opening up other potential targets. With the hollow he grabbed outliving its usefulness, Leon ripped the monster in half, tossing the beast's pieces to the side where they dissipated on the street.

Turning back toward the hollows he left behind, Leon pounced onto the closest one he could find, savagely slashing at the hollow until it stopped twitching. In his fervent assault, he hardly noticed a hollow sneak up behind him and slam its fists into his back, knocking him onto his hands and knees. Gritting his teeth and fighting through the pain, Leon whipped around and smacked the hollow with the back of his hand, stunning it long enough for him to regain his composure and unleash a flurry of rapid swipes that reduced the unfortunate hollow to shreds.

With a brief break in the action, Leon rushed away on all fours, flinching as he gingerly touched his back. He was fairly certain that was going to be a bruise some time soon. He wanted to channel the lizard spirit to try and alleviate the pain, but with the hollows slowly closing in he wasn't going to have too long to focus on his back pain.

Hollows left: 16
Kill Count: 7