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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 6:51 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx|| Bellatrix Lecroix ||xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx-{Nightmare Maiden}-xxxxxxxxxxxxxx "Fear is what controls your heart... Theme: Bringer Infinity Breaker Released. xxxxxEntering the Menos Quartz Forest, Bellatrix was overcome with an insatiable desire to touch the crystal. She slammed her body into a large crystalline object, wrapping her arms around it and running her chest against it. Her hands searched the crystal. And suddenly, the crystal began to glow with her reiatsu. Her eyes then reflected the glowing crystal and her enter body released a reiatsu from within her that was beyond her normal level. She was now on what could be arguable to a Vasto Lorde's reiatsu. A thin layer of reiatsu now appeared almost like a complete silhouette before her, of dark purple. It would be hard to tell who she was, unless one had already seen her appearance prior. As her transformation continued, her reiatsu condensed and an aura of flaming purple reiatsu now engulfed her entire body. It was as though, the reiatsu had become a protective layer. Horns of purple then formed roughly a foot and a half in length and a thin tail of reiatu, roughly three feet in length. She would appear now much like a demon, although a suggestive womanly figure. Much like a succubus. "...And I am what controls fear!" {Enter from Sands of Hueco Mundo}
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 7:57 am
 DOMINIC FERRIS Following his self proclaimed sister the skeletal man watched her transformation, the amount of power she gained was outstanding and it made him lust for more as well, his mind was formulating a plan as he walked towards a quartz of his own. If merely touching it did that much to increase her power than his ingesting of a decent amount of the strange crystal would likely make him a god. He broke off a few chunks of the quartz and swallowed it all at once instantly feeling the surge in spiritual pressure it was giving him, his reiatsu flared up so greatly it surpassed Bellatrix and was nearly on the verge of suffocating her just from the sheer pressure it emitted. He felt his body beginning to change as his left arm grew gigantic like his titan form, however as his transformation was taking place all he felt was pain. His chest and stomach were burning so intensely it felt like someone had lit a fire inside of him, his arm began to throb and grow out of control while the rest of his body stayed the same eventually causing it to rip from his torso. The skeleton cried out and fell to his knees, his scream was muffled by choking as blood splattered across the sand at his feet. the reiatsu he had digested was too much for a human body and it was quickly killing him, he couldn't even bring himself to speak as he slumped into the sand spitting up blood and lung just trying to scrape up a few more breaths of air.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 9:35 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx|| Bellatrix Lecroix ||xxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx-{Nightmare Maiden}-xxxxxxxxxxxxxx "Fear is what controls your heart... Theme: Dominic's Death and the Breaking of Bonds. xxxxxWatching her life's companion seem to writhe in pain, a sudden reality had flashed past her eyes. The truth of the matter, their relationship. The fact it had always been only a means to an end. However yet, there was something Dominic had done to her. He reached her heart. No other being in the world could do it. Her brother reached her. Her internal clock rendered the stroke of midnight as she slowly walked towards him, her mouth curling into the coldest smile, a smile that would kill. "Dominic... You stupid b*****d. Why did you have to do that? You were always... always trying to keep up with me. Chasing after me. But... at the end of the day... we were miles apart. And yet... only now, this once. I'm letting you catch me." As his arm ripped off and blood began to rush out she moved around it and reached his body before she knelled to his level. Tears welled up in her eyes as they began to fall onto his torso. Embracing him, she whispered, I will never forget you, Dominic Ferris... You were my best friend. No, you were my brother. The only brother I ever had in the whole world." xxxxxContinuing to cry, she relaxed herself before wiping her tears, watching him cough up blood. She felt his pulse and knew his time was coming soon now. "Dominic. We will meet again... one day. On the other side... Hehe... Maybe you will be... one of those Catholic robe wearing Shinigami sons of bitches?" As she wrapped her arms around him one last time to embrace him once more, she kissed his forehead and placed her hands on his object of affinity, which was like hers, a necklace. "I know you would have wanted it this way... If it were me here... I would have wanted you to take mine." Using her Fullbring power to steal, she had absorbed Dominic's Skeletal Overlord power. "I love you, Dominic. Your little sister will miss you." With that she moved back and turned as she prepare to leave. She would return to Cillian with her new-found powers. And the news of her beloved friend's death. "...And I am what controls fear!" [Exit to Eternal Dunes of Hueco Mundo]
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 11:02 pm
With the scary woman gone and the coast cleared, a herd of smaller Hollows immediately rushed towards the remains of the fallen creature. Young and inexperienced, they could not comprehend what exactly Dominic had been and had merely been attracted by the large amount of Reiryoku released into the air by the Fullbringer's grisly death.
Before they could rip what was left into shreds like the hungry vultures they were, a colossal centipede-Hollow, one identical to the one that had just breached the surface above the Forest of Menos, wriggled out of the larger trees' shadows, scattering the crowd that had gathered around the Fullbringer's remains. With a loud snap, it opened its concealed jaw to take in all of Dominic's remains in one quick swoop before snapping it shut. It did not swallow, nor did it make any chewing motion, it simply held the body in its mouth and slipped back into the shadows of the Menos Forest. Direction: Las Noches.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 4:19 pm
| C I L L I A N__✥__F O L A M H | The Empty Strife The Cera Espada
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Cillian and the Ternary were unfortunate enough to have fallen through an area without much quartz trees to stop their fall. Still, Cillian had recovered enough to use airwalk to leap out of the way of the heavy sand flow that would have buried them had they stayed.
He landed roughly and skid a few feet farther until he unceremoniously dropped the Ternary onto the forest floor. "Wake up," he would say, giving the Zyne a nudge with his feet while charging a Cero, finger directed at Marta Nicole's legs. The three were drained, no doubt, but the older Arrancar cared little about that. The echoes of the new stage of evolution they had achieved would still be fresh in their mind were they still awake and it would be a real shame to let them sleep it all away.
They had landed in what could only be described as a clearing so bleak and desolate of life the area was. The ceiling was so high that one could mistake its dark depths for a moonless night sky. They would have ample room to exercise and Cillian highly doubted any being would dare poke their nose in after sensing the Cera Espada's Resurreccion.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 5:15 pm
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Surprising it was Adán that woke up first. He grabbed at his sword and, used it to block the Cera’s Cero. Adán eyed the Cera with distrust in his eyes as he moved to shove his brother awake. All Adán knew was that his head hurt and, that the Cera was firing orbs of destruction at his Mistress.
Zyne woke with a start. He looked around the cavern they were in as he pushed himself up his feet. He could remember seeing himself from two different points of view. He remembered feeling like more than he was. It was a strange feeling and, his head hurt.
Zyne asked his brother, “Did we kill Joseph?”
Adán shrugged, “I don’t think so. I think he killed himself. I can remember him sticking his sword in his neck. I think I remember it three times but, I can’t make any sense of it.”
Marta Nicole woke with a scream, “Trinidad!” Then she looked around without seeing anything, “Zyne! Zyne!”
Zyne hurried to knelt now next to her, “I’m right her Lady. I’m okay.”
Marta Nicole flung her arms around her sliver boy. He didn’t protest as she started to cry into his shoulder. She had no idea what had happened. She thought it might have been Segunda Etapa. It was awakened when an Arrancar felt desperation set in. She had never felt so desperate as when she thought she would lose her silver Zyne. She didn’t care about that either. She was just glad that he was safe.
Adán stood guard over his family. He eyed the Cera with a wary eye. Adán wasn’t a fool; he knew he couldn’t fight Cillian while the Cera was in his released state. However he couldn’t just leave the two emotional thirds of the Ternary defenseless.
Finally AMrta Nicole pulled away and looked around, “Where are we?” She directed her gaze towards Cillian, “Cera?”
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Location: Quartz Forest Floor Company: Cillian FolamhZanpakutō: Sealed
OOC: Nothing for now.
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 5:19 pm
| C I L L I A N__✥__F O L A M H | The Empty Strife The Cera Espada
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As though his survival instinct had kicked in, the sandy haired third of the Trinidad had woken up without the need for Cillian to actually fire his Cero so the older Arrancar simply let the blast dissipate into nothingness in response to Adan's raised blade. It wasn't long before the other thirds awoke in a magnificent display of confusion and relief. It was a fascinating thing, really, so Cillian let it go on for another half a minute before snapping, "Enough!"
As though to emphasize his harsh tone, the long serpentine tail behind him whipped around, slamming into the sand, while he crossed his arms, eyes narrowed dangerously impassive. "Where you are matters not." Without any warning, Cillian raised his Reiatsu to smothering levels to force the exhausted trio to do so as well else be unable to breathe. While the Ternary would deal with his Reiatsu leap, Cillian uncrossed his arms, pointed his fingers in the Ternary's direction and fired a round of 10 Hilo bullets from his fingertips at the three Naturals. Those bullets would leave no physical evidence of their existence apart from a slight warm feeling where they would hit. Should they attempt to block them, they will simply seep into the the material used to block them. They are Cillian's seemingly harmless Reiryoku, nothing more. "Only one may live. I will devour the other two. You have one minute to decide who will be the survivor."
Psychological distress was a key factor in Segunda Etapa and it was a good thing Marta Nicole had woken up still so shaken. Unfortunately for her, Cillian would not be cutting her any slack. He knew that they cared deeply for one another so he had purposefully created a situation where the Ternary would believe that they would be responsible for the death of one another.
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Zigzag_Dragonslayer Cillian's a p***k :Y And don't worry, it's a bluff. Also, you can start counting your posts.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 8:21 am
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Marta Nicole stood as she remained impassive. Adán and Zyne took up their positions behind her. Within moments there had their swords in hand; creating an X behind the primary. Their faces were tense. The Cera was not joking. His attack hadn’t hurt, it was just to get their attention, but, his stance and tone were serious.
Marta Nicole was slightly perplexed by the threat. She had never outright told Cillian that if even one of them died they would all die but, she thought he had known. It wasn’t like him to not ferret out every weakness of every person that he every came in contact with. That meant his threat meant one of two things. The first was that it was a bluff; Marta Nicole would be more than willing to call such a bluff if she thought it was a bluff. The second was that the Cera truly didn’t know how intertwined they truly were; Marta Nicole wouldn’t correct him if he didn’t know. So what was it; a bluff or incompetence.
Marta Nicole gave her head a single shake, “You have to know the answer to that.” Marta Nicole held out her hands, “You aren’t stupid so you have to know what’s coming next”
Zyne was smirking as slipped his right hand into his Lady’s left, “Hey Adán. You ready to die?”
Adán grinned as he slipped his left hand in to his Mistress’s right, “Only if we go out fighting Zyne.”
Marta Nicole was impassive, “Come home, Unidad!”
She was not a fool. The boys were not fools. They knew that had no hope of winning. All they want was one hoping to get away. It appeared that they were no longer welcome at Las Noches so they would run as hard and, as fast as they could. Their Resurrección finished unsealing nd, Marta Nicole leapt at Cillian. Right before she got there she panted Adán in the ground and, spun around using him as a pivot. Her feet were aimed at the Cera’s nose; she would not risk her boys so soon after the last time.
Marta Nicole shouted, “You will never understand but, we will always be one!”
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Location: Quartz Forest Floor Company: Cillian FolamhZanpakutō: Released
OOC: Does Cilian not know that if one of them dies they all die?
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 9:22 am
| C I L L I A N__✥__F O L A M H | The Empty Strife The Cera Espada
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Cillian did not budge even as the Ternary charged at him. Such a reckless attack could only mean a few things, none that budded too well for their efficiency. Should all three of them die I one of them die, the chances were too likely as the twins were much easier targets than Marta Nicole and would potentially be a liability unless they remained in a constant released form. Even then, the two lances could feel pain from what he had gathered from their earlier fight. So many weaknesses made Cillian wonder if they were actually worth the effort he would put into rearing them. Still, real miracles have been spotted and recorded in the human realm. Events such as mothers lifting incredible weight off their infant children all in the name of love, something few Arrancar and Hollow had so it would perhaps still be worth it, for these miraculous phenomenon.
As Marta Nicole charged, hoisting herself into the air with Adan to use the momentum of the swing to kick at his nose, Cillian leaped forward, making sure that the trajectory of his leap followed the direction of the kick so it was more of a diagonal leap. It did raise his body high enough so that when the kick swung into range from his let side, it was just below shoulder level, allowing him to hold onto it by lowering his arm and trapping it against his sides. He let himself be pushed off his feet, going along with the ride. The blow held much power, but Cillian was known for his Hierro and no Arrancar were afraid of a little bruising.
Meanwhile, his left hand would see his claws dig into the Arrancar's boots at calf level, letting a dark blue flame-like Reiryoku seep from his talons into the material of the boots. Should his claws have pierced the piece of footwear and come into contact with Marta Nicole's skin, she would feel a burning sensation, Cillian's Reiryoku, spreading into her body from that point of contact.
The Cero's move would bring him much closer to Marta Nicole, enough for the two beams of the same blue Reiryoku he shot out from his opaque wings to be considered at point-blank. They would be aimed at Marta Nicole's abdomen, but would, once again, produce no physical injury or damage to what it touched.
Cillian was not done with that alone. His right arm stretched downward to fire a quick Bala at where Adan had been planted as a pivot so as to throw them off balance. His initial plan had been to reach for the woman's throat, but he had quickly realized that it would not be possible due to the outward momentum of the spin. The long, scaly tail that would have been hidden from Marta Nicole's view by Cillian's Reiryoku wings would slam into the forest floor as soon as the Bala was fired to act as anchor.
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((OoC: I suggest adding more details into the descriptions of your attacks. The essence of combat RP is to counter one another until one corners the other Rper into taking a hit. This can only be properly done if both parties can visualize the scene the same way so it is always best to go into very detailed narratives even if they may sound redundant at times. It also means that careful planning is required without metagaming (what you know, your character doesn't know, but that doesn't mean that you cannot attempt to plan your battle based on the information you know about their character. Think of it as an English essay. So long as you BS an excuse/reason behind your character's action that won't lead to others to accuse you of relying only on information you, the Rper, knows, it is usually find). Cillian's zanpakuto is a finger armor thang that I forgot the name so it would normally hint that he's a close range fighter. Your character may have 2 spears, but each of the is 2 meters long. If she holds them at their center, it would reduce it to 1 meters on each side, still something quite cumbersome at close range considering the act that our character has 2 to deal with.
Also, I hope you're keeping count of the amount of training posts cuz I know I'm lost LOL))]
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 7:47 am
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When Cillian had grabbed Marta Nicole’s leg she went ahead and dropped Zyne. There was no point in holding on to Zyne when she needed her hand the get a way. Marta Nicole’s fingers clenched into a fist. As she brought her hand down she allowed her red Bala the play along her fingertips. She didn’t expect it to work but, to her surprised she felt herself, and by extension her boys, be thrown across the cavern floor. Zyne was traveling next to her, loose and uncontrollable. Adán was still in her grip. Marta Nicole planted the gold javelin into the sand to slow her down. It work and, by the time she had stopped her knees were bent and, her right hand was about a third of the way from the pointed end of Adán. Zyne was lying on the ground behind her.
Marta Nicole’s first thought as she stood back up was that they weren’t dead. Her second thought as her hand slid up to grip Adán at the middle of the javelin was that she might still die. The leg that Cillian had a hold of felt like it was on fire and, the sensation was spreading. The Ternary hadn’t fought against Cillian enough to know if it was poison or not but, Marta Nicole was willing to bet that the Cera had pump some of his spiritual pressure into her to cause the effect. She needed a way to fight it. If she died her than the boys would die as well. That was the last thing she wanted.
Then her head throbbed for a brief second. She resisted the urge to yelp in pain but, her free left hand did come up to grip at her temple. For a moment it seemed like her senses had tripled. However it wasn’t like her sight, smell, hearing, sense of taste, and touch became three times as good. It was more like she had received sensory input from three different locations. Just as quickly as the sensation came it left.
Marta Nicole’s left hand left her temple and, went to grab the sliver end of the chain. With a quick yank Zyne went flying towards her. Marta Nicole dropped the chain and, used her left hand to grab the silver javelin. She adjusted her grip on it so that way her hand was at the middle of the weapon. With a single moved she yanked Adán out of the ground. She needed to figure out a plan. She had been stupid earlier; jut rushing in. Her goal wasn’t to kill the Cera. It was to distract him long enough to create an opening to flee. Marta Nicole kept her eyes on the Cera. She needed to come up with a plan quickly; she had wasted quite enough time as it was. Her eyes flashed upward. That might work.
In a single fluid movement Marta Nicole brought the points of both Zyne and Adán to point at Cillian. They were angled in such a manner that the tips of the javelins were close but, not touching. Marta Nicole began charging three Ceros simultaneously. The one forming at the tip of the gold javelin was a dusky orange color. The one coming from the silver javelin was an odd blue color. In betwixt the space created by the two boys a red Cero was forming. At the last possible moment Marta Nicole shifted her aim from the Cera to the ceiling and stalactites above Cillian. She fired the blasts and, as they flew through the air they mix and mingled to form a Cero that had five times the concussive power then a single part alone.
Marta Nicole didn’t watch it happen. As soon as the Cero was away dropped her hands to fall by her sides as she pivoted on her foot. She pressed off of the ground using her Sonído to fly away. With any luck, and it would have to be a hell of a lot of luck, the collapsing ceiling would be enough to distract the Cera long enough for the Ternary to get far away. If he wasn’t distracted he would be after them quickly. There was no way her Sonído was faster than his. Then she had to hope that she could out run the collapsing ceiling. That was a lot of variables but, Marta Nicole just needed to get the Skylight Twins out of her.
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Location: Quartz Forest Floor Company: Cillian FolamhZanpakutō: Released
OOC: IS this any better? I hope this is better. If not send me a PM and I will try and fix it. When it comes to post counting to I count my post of both of our posts?
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 12:57 pm
| C I L L I A N__✥__F O L A M H | The Empty Strife The Cera Espada
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In the end, the momentum of the kick alone had been enough to force Cillian to let go and have him skidding a few feet back using his tail to ground him better. Marta Nicole reacted quickly, pointing both of her spears at the Cera who promptly brought his left arm forward to block it. Even if she charged one of her signature trait Ceros at him, Cillian was quite confidant that he could escape relatively unharmed with his Hierro, but at the last minute, the blast was fired at the ceiling, sending sand and stalactites onto him.
With a forced forward Sonido, Cillian pushed himself out of the collapsing ceiling's immediate path. He had landed where the Ternary would have been had Marta Nicole not taken off, but the rush of sand and dust would obstruct Cillian's vision enough to let them be undetectable to the naked eye.
Unfortunately, the Reiatsu he had released into her would serve as a sort of tracking device, allowing him to monitor her location, her flower of Reiatsu and her general state of well-being and, to some extent when fatigue from such tiring actions immediately after her awakening against Joseph would hit, hinder her movements. She could expel the Reiatsu of course, but it would require her to quickly deplete what reserves of energy she had, further tiring her.
Fortunately for her, Cillian wasn't known for his Sonido and given the proper motivation, she could, in fact, outrun him. He followed her with his Sonido though the collapsing ceiling would still gain on him so he released a few Bala in the direction of the flowing sand with his left hand, using their concussive force to push them back and the force of their explosion to propel him forward. He had noticed an odd fluctuation in her well-being when she had felt a sudden pain in her head and could only hope that it was indeed residues of her Segunda Etapa. Perhaps if he forced her hand a little more...
Using his own nails, Cillian pricked the palm of his free hand, his right, so that it would release a few drops of blood while charging energy for a Gran Rey Cero.
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((OoC: Aye~ Cillian isn't a speed specialist so you're playing your character's strong points well. :3 )
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 4:07 am
 A wave of sand fell from the canopy of quartz trees. Sand began to pour from the ceiling as another arrancar decended from the sea of stones. A bright pink figure burst from the sand, ricocheting off the treebranches slowing her fall. Using a sonido to snap back up to a tree branch she squatted on the limb and looked around. Oddly she looked more like a jellyfish with her hands and tendril like fingers hanging below the branch. She leapt from branch to branch following the blazes of power that she was sure were the ones she was looking for. --- Getting closer she observed the battle, they should be safe from Grandpa's strike down here but it was sure to get bumpy. She sat in the crux of a tree branch and watched the fight, staying out of the way. She was the weakest here and she knew it. Her senses were becoming clearer away from the stones influence. She played with her tendrils some more practicing her new abilities. She loved toying with her stretchy skin, it was like rubber only still strong as any hierro. She didn't see a reason to seal her power yet so she stayed released. This gave any of the others a measure of her strength if they noticed her. Before long a deep rumble shook the cavern. the ground quaked and the trees shook. Everyone present could feel the massive spiritual pressure of the cannon's release from the surface. Salte held on to her perch as it bounced her around. Her dark eyes wide, "If this is what his attack is like from BEHIND it, I don't wanna be in front!" she chittered to herself, scared at the power her Grandpa had. Feiyimei Hope you dont mind my intrusion, but things are getting hairy topside
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 11:22 am
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Adán screamed and the voice could be heard from the gold javelin, “Salte is here!”
Zyne’s confused voice came from the silver javelin, “What? She can’t be!”
Marta Nicole sent out her Pesquisa to try and, find Salte and Arbutus. She cursed as she found Salte. This was bad. If Cillian wanted what he saw as a snack he might shift his attention from the Ternary to an easier target. The Ternary didn’t know much about Salte. They just knew that the Old Man liked her. That was reason enough to do their best to keep her alive. Then Marta Nicole felt what Arbutus was doing. She wasn’t quite sure what it was but, it was big and everyone, foe of ally, that was in range was going to be in danger. Then the Old Man launched his attack. It was headed up but, the entire area started to shake. Marta Nicole had to use her Sonído to bounce from safe location to safe location as debris tumbled down from the ceiling. It was a good thing that Hueco Mundo was stronger than it looked because if it wasn’t there might not be a cavern anymore.
As Marta Nicole tried to avoid being crushed her only thoughts were to keep the Skylight Twins safe. The boys just wanted to keep the lady safe but, couldn’t do that as javelins. They were all hopping that luck would allow them to protect Salte but, they were more concerned with keeping ach other safe. The strange effect on Marta Nicole’s senses returned. This time it wasn’t accompanied by a headache. It lasted longer and, the Quinta focused on her sense of touch to try and, figure out what was going on. She could feel the cold metal of Zyne in her left hand and the warm metal of Adán in her right. Then came the odd part. Somehow her left hand was holding someone’s right hand. Expect that both the hands were hers. That didn’t explain how her hands were still on the javelins. Then all of the pieces slide into place. She was receiving sensory input from three sources and, her mind was trying to process all the information but, it only had a framework for receiving input from her body; not her body and, the bodies of the Twins. It had to be Adán and Zyne that she was receiving the input from. Who else could it be? This had never happened before so why was it happening now.
Marta Nicole whispered, “Segunda Etapa. It was totally a bluff.”
Adán breathed a sigh of relief, “So Salte is safe for now.”
Zyne pointed out, “Only as long as Cillian’s intention is trying to awaken our Segunda Etapa. If he changes his mind we are all in trouble.”
Marta Nicole told her Boys, “Than let’s make sure he doesn’t change his mind.” She used her Sonído to where the Cera could see her. The Quinta forced herself to smirk, “You do know that my game is chess, not poker, right Cera? If you feel a need to test out strengthen just say so.” Her voice became hard, “Do not threaten my boys!”
The feeling of sensory input form three different sources intensified as Marta Nicole. That was when she discovered that the sensory overload came when her desire to protect her boys was strongest. She wondered what would happen if she allowed the boys to act on their desire to protect her.
As such Marta Nicole shifted her grip on the javelins. She pulled Adán up to make a diagonal line across her chest. Her hand was in the middle of the gold weapon to create a makeshift shield. Then re-gripped Zyne so that way her hand was at the base; near where the chain connected. She leaned backwards and, pulled Zyne back to throw. As she tossed Zyne at Cillian with as much force as she could muster the strange effect settled. It was no longer a confusion of information that came at her at all sides. Marta Nicole could finally make sense of the emotions. She prayed to what higher power that Cillian wouldn’t hurt Zyne. She did keep her hand around the rapidly growing chain so that way she could yank Zyne back if needed.
Marta Nicole heard Adán with Adán’s ‘ears’, “You are our higher power. You are both a merciful and extracting god.”
She heard Zyne with Zyne’s ‘ears’, “Are we are your holy warriors; utterly devoted and, willing to die for the cause.”
Didn’t that feel right? After all what was a god without followers? What were followers without a god? Marta Nicole had created the boys just like some humans thought their god created them. They weren’t simply a unit. They were a god and her followers. They were a
“Trifecta.”
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Location: Quartz Forest Floor Company: Cillian Folamh, Salte PichiZanpakutō: Released
OOC: Words! I'm a little worried about my combat actions in this post. Fei; let me know what you think. Also you never told me whose posts I should be counting.
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