With the Captains suffering casualties and heavy injuries on their side, all hope seemed to be lost... until Shinji Hirako appeared, along with the rest of the former Shinigami. Though the aid of the Vizards certainly helped to draw the battle in their favor, it seemed Aizen's power alone proved too much for them.
Ryu was about to comment back to Matsuri, when suddenly, he felt a chill go down his spine. He sensed a terrible reiatsu approaching, but when he looked around, could not pin point where it was coming from. Then, he found it. Looking into the sky Ryu saw a Garganta open up. What was coming through now? Surely not an Arrancar, what point did an Arrancar have in coming here. Ryu's looked to the human, he had apparently noticed it as well. The figure that emerged from the rip in dimensions lowered itself to the ground, then approached them. Ryu's eyes furrow as the being smirks toward the Shinigami and human. The being asked the two if they were the ones who killed the Hollow.
"No, only one of us killed it." Ryu says, his voice full uncertainty and a bit of venom. He did not trust the Arrancar, he didn't trust any Arrancar. The Arrancar introduces itself, to the three, and Ryu shifts his eyes back to the other. "I am Ryu Mizumagi... what is it you want here?" He asks, stepping in front of the Human. He was not about to allow this arrancar to harm the human, nor Matsuri... though he knew from experience she could handle herself.
Ryu looks back toward Joe while he spoke. The back to the Arrancar. "I don't know what it is you want, but please, just leave peacefully. I do not want to get into a fight" Ryu says towards Seimenk.
I am Ryu Mizumagi... what is it you want here I don't know what it is you want, but please, just leave peacefully. I do not want to get into a fight."
"A fight Mizumagi-san? Of what worth would that be? Except to see our blood find new freedom in its release? I am not the type to pick fights Mizumagi-san, but really, WHO are you to tell tell I or anyone to leave anywhere? I can come and go on this plane as I please, no different than you three. I originally only came because I wanted to meet what I believed an adjuchas, but I seem to have found ...another reason to stay.", he remarked, sensing the negative emotion building in the human nearby, knowing what he was feeling before he replied.
"No... Just no... No to this whole Shinigami and Hollow shit. No to this damn being able to see spirits. No to people floating out of rips in the fucking skies"
"Sorry. This is all just a bit new to me, and now we've got people descending from voids in the sky like goddamn demons. I'm just a bit overwhelmed is all..."
Seeing that the human would not accept his handshake, he slowly retracted his arm, and then put his hands into his pockets. Smiling a little, he offered an explanation.
"Understandably. If ones mind was completely closed, holding on to the notion of the non-existence other worlds, and it was suddenly, violently rent open like a bag or ones own stomach - who would not be spilling all things? Leaving all illusions on the ground like entrails, left to fester and rot in this summer sun. And here I come, 'Descending From A Void In The Sky' like some vulture, where once there were two now are there three. With our very prescense, do we pick at the insides you have left for us, making it seem less and less desirable to try picking them up and stuffing them back inside that...void you feel, that hollow.", he paused, gesturing with a pat on his stomach.
"You cannot go back. You cannot forget, for knowledge sticks to the mind like lichen to a stone. Indeed there are some things man was not meant to know, As one of your more talented dogs said, 'The most merciful thing in the world is the inability of the mind to correlate all of its contents'. If you believe this is a revelation, find stillness of heart in that you have NOT realized everything, nor realized all the implications of what little you do know. Instead of keeping your misery to yourself, share it with others. Realize and understand, that you are not crazy sir, for there are numerous other humans who are like you and were they here could see the three of us as you do.
OR...perhaps they are exactly who you dont want to meet. For meeting them would confirm that indeed these things are real. These things you do not wish to belive in. Yes, I admit you may actually find more satisfaction in living with your 'insanity' than with this knowledge as truth. Choose carefully sir. But thats not easy to do is it? They say the greatest problem in the world is choice - and now it is your problem. How much easier would it be if people were to choose for you. But then again, isn't choice your right? Who would want to give that up?"
Last Edit: Aug 14, 2009 12:58:18 GMT -5 by Seimenk
All-the-while the Arrancar before him spoke, Joe was contemplating whether or not he should show them all the void that he had found. His eyes were locked onto the Arrancar, and from time-to-time he would nod or make a sound signifying he was paying attention, but he really wasn't. He learned skills like this from dating so many chatter-boxes. It may have been deceitful, but a lot of those girls just went on and on about mindless dribble. Were he to actually listen to their words, he probably would have outright called them stupid.
"I guess you've got a point, you're right." He says once accessing the Arrancar ceased in his dialogue. "It does seem like that a lot of the time, I'll think about it." It was no longer a strategy to protect his sanity; it was an art. Those words fit just about every type of conversation there was and were universal. Paired with his seeming to be paying attention, those words made it nearly impossible to tell that he wasn't listening.
"I think you all might want to come back with me to see where all the Hollows are spilling out from. I think that's what we're all here to look at, right?"
Humans: Joe Hanyo- LLS, Ruban Alexi- MLA, Allah Khazam- LLS, Naz Rollands- BLS, Nas Rollands- BLW
She looked at Ryu and smiled he wasn't going to tell him anything neither would she. She stepped in front of Ryu and used her coldes voice, one that would have ice in it if you were close enough.
"Arrancar if you were smart you'd leave, even if we have no quarrel it needn't matter. Our jobs as shinigami state that we must defeat and kill every hollow and arrancar that we see ro engage in combat. Meaning that you will not be leaving here alive!"
She drew her zanpakuto used shunpo to go past him and then attempted a small slash at his face.
"Cut off the dust, Kotomaru!, Ryu take Joe and leave I will kill him, if I need assistance I will use Bakudo 77."
She pointed to Joe, and Ryu and told them to leave in a voice that was not to be dis-obeyed. Her sword hadn't changed much except that it now had a small ax-like blade near the hilt.
"Joe, show him where the place is I shall come in a little while."
"Arrancar if you were smart you'd leave, even if we have no quarrel it needn't matter. Our jobs as shinigami state that we must defeat and kill every hollow and arrancar that we see ro engage in combat. Meaning that you will not be leaving here alive!"
"Such a zealot aren't you? You believe everything you've been told, I bet."
She drew her zanpakuto used shunpo to go past him and then attempted a small slash at his face.
Seimenk through his keen senses could tell she was almost as powerful as he was, only a step behind. Together they should be roughly evenly matched. As she slashed at his face he would have normally attempted to block with a forearm or a weapon, but seeing her Zanpakuto was unreleased he allowed a free attack to demonstrate something. As the blade grazed the side of his face, there was a small, but visible flash of sparks from the sword. Because her attack did not make full use of the blades length or heft, the impact wasn't able to knock him down.
"Normally I would leave, except that I'm sure I'd find this Human's 'education', too...delicious. He deserves another perspective, a seond opinion.", he quipped, smiling a little. "Lesson one! Why havent I been cut? My personal space is sacred, no one can violate it unless I let them in, or use they enough force. We call this, Hierro."
It wasn't every day you got to alter peoples perspective. If was going to get a human to change their mind, he would have to get to them early. He could probably find some other spiritually aware human, but it wouldn't be the same. By educating this human, now in front of them, he could humilate the shinigami simultaneously. The proverbial 'Two Birds with One Stone'
"These shinigami want to kill ME, someone they just met. They cant be any good, can they? They're certainly very rude. Do you even know what an Arrancar is, Sir?", he said addressing the human, " Those spirits with the white masks? They have human faces under them, they just took them off their mask, like me.", he said tugging on the skin of his cheek. "When you die, these fellows will force you into Soul Society or Hell, the first of which is no better than this world, the latter is the worst place you can imagine. Neither one is permanent, and eventually you will die AGAIN and reincarnate on Earth. These Shinigami are no exception. You just keep going in circles, losing your memories every time. Ask them if you dont believe me, they wont lie to you about that at least.
Dont you want an after life thats permanent? Existence thats eternal just like all your stories say?
The only way to have it is by having your soul evolve into a higher being, like I have. These Shinigami want to stop that progress, so they can use you to their own ends. Dont let them control you!", he warned.
"Cut off the dust, Kotomaru!, Ryu take Joe and leave I will kill him, if I need assistance I will use Bakudo 77"
She pointed to Joe, and Ryu and told them to leave in a voice that was not to be dis-obeyed. Her sword hadn't changed much except that it now had a small ax-like blade near the hilt.
"Joe, show him where the place is I shall come in a little while."
So, that was her Shikai? It didn't look that fancy. While Seimenk was still in the mood for further show and tell, he decided he would cut to the chase, the 'main dish' so to speak.
"Arrancar are the most evolved forms of Hollows, which evolve from human souls. ALL HUMAN SPIRITS -will become one if left alone on Earth long enough. Its a natural process! The way the universe works. You too JOE-", he said using the name he'd picked up. "-Were probably one in a past life, before these jerks took it all away from you! Now that NEW sword she has? Thats Shinigami magic, lemme show you some of my magic. Its a touch flashier than theirs, and a bit strange, but I'll think you'll like it". With that he dissapeared with a loud rush of air, as the vacuumn he had left behind filled itself, reappearing some fourty feet away.
Swiftly undoing the buttons with a practiced hand, he opened his cassock and threw it off revealing his bare chest, and showing a hole where his navel should have been. A cruel spiked chain of diamond shaped links wrapped thrice around his waist, held fast by three padlocks. The remainder of its length was wrapped around his left arm a dozen times, ending in a sharp kunai like weight. Whipping his arm he unraveled it, beginning a skillful and energetic, though brief exhibition. Finishing with arms outstretched in front of him, and holding the weapon taut with both hands, he released the end with the weight letting the links slide through his fingers. Instead of coiling up or laying limp when it met the ground it stayed taut, passing through it as easily as water, even leaving small ripples on the surface. When the chain became taut hanging between his legs, he clapped his hands before closing them into fists, and pulling his arms in towards his waist. Exhaling once, his weapon began to glow with a sickly green aura. Inhaling, he tilted his head all the way back, raising his gaze towards the sky. He spoke not in a shout or in cry, or even a strong voice, but a whisper. Just two words.
"Exhume, Mono."
At that command, the three padlocks burst in in rapid succession, scattering into glowing spirit particles. Just as the it seemed the chain would come lose from his waist and fall to the ground, it was violently reeled in. A wet sucking sound accompanied the rattling of chain links, as his hollow hole opened and closed, pulsing as it sucked up the weapon. When the sharp kunai end of the chain dissapeared inside his stomach, he doubled over, with an inhuman screech. Rolling all the way into the back of his head, the ghostly white sclera of his eyes became bloodshot and then completely red, the vessels audibly breaking. Arching his back, there was the thundercrack of bone as chainlinks visibly snaked under his skin, constricting and crushing his spine. Hitting the ground he flailed about, clawing at the earth with weak human nails that cracked and splintered, leaving bloody trails. Retching like a demoniac, he heaved up something darker than blackest pitch and and thicker than blood. Convulsing and contorting, he thrashed about in the ever expanding pool of black that gushed from his own mouth, dissapearing into it completely.
Violent gouts of spirit energy erupted from the surface as magnesium white and viridiscent green flame, the pool comming to a boil like some primordial tar pit or infernal malebolge. Then unexpectedly, the pool began to swiftly recede. The smaller it became, the greater the spiritual pressure it emitted. Geokinetically attuned, it picked up sand and dust in a windless storm that whipped through the construction site without so much as disturbing a thread of the clothing or a lock of hair of the construction workers, albeit it it covered them in dust all the same. It warped every earthen thing, even the glass on some of the construction vehicles, leaving them covered with swirls as if their surfaces had become clay and defaced by the revolving palms of ten-thousand unseen hands. Collapsing into itself, the pool dissapeared into the earth, leaving the strange state of the surroundings as the only evidence anything had happened at all.Though it had lasted less than fifteen seconds, the bizzare sight left a lasting impression. There was silence, like the quiet before a moan of pleasure or a scream of pain. It was not at all peaceful, filling one the brim with anxiety.
The ground errupted suddenly, giving all those who watched a final coating of dust. Through the haze could be seen the silhoette of a fist from the ground. Opening, it groped a few times at the air, before clawing at the ground and exhuming the body it was attatched to. Climbing out of the pit, a dark humanoid form stood upright reaching its full height of nine feet. A long segmented tail extended behind it, whipping about with a metallic rattle likened to a length of chain. Its red eyes gave a light of their own, piercing through the settling dust.
[glow=green,2,300]"Can you feel that?"[/glow]
It asked in a voice that was like stones on stones and the screams of a multitude. In truth, it wasbest likened to the sounds of the condemned thrown upon a gravel bed and executed in a vicious lapidation at the hands of an angry mob. It was completely mortifying. Such sounds should be. One would normally take comfort in the fact that such sounds are still only sounds. What made these sounds truly terrifying was the fact that such sounds were warped into words. They possesed the pitch and clarity so as to be understood perfectly no matter how much one wished to deny they were words. Only those of the most iron of wills could ever lie to themselves, deny the reality that a thing-that-should-not-be was using such sounds as its voice, deny the meaning in the sounds, pretend it was only noise for the sake of their sanity. All others were unable to shut it out. For them it could not be ignored. The meaning was savagely beaten into their brains without mercy or humanity, not unlike stones into the skulls of the condemned.
[glow=green,2,300]" That's real power. I'm sure its terrifying when you can only witness it, but when you control it...it is... satisfying. This is the destiny of mankind Joe-kun. Destiny is predetermined, but one must participate in Destiny. Fate is similar, but one has no choice. Do not accept the fate handed to you by these Shinigami, Death Gods. Mankind can surpass these 'gods', can know real eternal life. Defend your birthright to this power! I am certain you have 'magic' of your own Joe-kun, I can show you how advance it to this level. Join us brother and liberate mankind from their slavery to the Shinigami. Think about it." [/glow]
As the dust settled, his transformation was fully revealed. Standing more than three feet taller than either of the Shinigami, it had a humanoid form with deep midnight blue skin. Its eyes were red and red sclera, with no pupils to speak and had a gold design around them like in Seimenk's prievious form. Now there was also a gold border around its abdomen and his shoulders, mimicing the look of an open vest or jacket. Its arms, legs, pelvis, and to of its head were encased in a jagged, black carapace. At the ends of its fingers and its toes were sharp, metallic nails. Swishing its tail as it walked, it took a few steps forward and assumed a fighting stance before addressing the female Shinigami.
[glow=green,2,300]" I do not wish to destroy you Shinigami-san, but I will at least put forward my best defense. Its not all your fault you think as you do, you have been decieved from the begining. I'm certain if we speak further about the exact nature of what you do, your job, you will be cleared of these illusions. You still have free will, you can change, you can have absolution. Besides, knowing how powerful we are, do you really want to fight, here with all these humans who cannot even see us? Do you want to risk killing one if one of your attacks goes astray? Or all of them if it hits one of those fuel tanks? Do you really care about them, like you say you do?
But, if you inist on 'sparring', I advise you find new freedom in your full release." [/glow]
Last Edit: Aug 16, 2009 23:09:22 GMT -5 by Seimenk
Oddly... so oddly, the anxiety of it all left him as he stared into those glowing red eyes. The fear, the confusion, it was all gone, leaving but a vacuum of empty emotion in their place. This was an Arrancar. This is what 'he' could end up like when he died. An advanced Hollow stood before him; its presence like a demon composed of man's most sickening nightmares.
There was silence in his mind as he stood there, watching as the female Shinigami stood ready to engage such a creature. But why? This was a word that always played Joe's mind: why? Why were there Hollows and Arrancar and Shinigami? Why were they interfering with this world he created for himself to hide away from the truth? Why did they stand before him showing powers and abilities that stretch far beyond what he thought real?
Perhaps, the Arrancar was speaking truth. It would seem that there was so much that he had yet experienced, or even fathomed about experiencing. Suddenly, this human felt more minuscule than a speck of dust in the presence of these giant beings. But... why? Why is there a need to feel so tiny? Why should he even care is the universe is bigger than him? Why should this upset him? This only gives him more to do.
"I'm going to go ahead and guess that this is simply a daily occurrence and get out of your way." His coal eyes stay glued to the transformed Seimenk as he turns to walk away, and he gives a small smirk before speaking in a calm and relaxed voice. "Even if you're an advanced Hollow you seem like a nice enough person; somebody who wouldn't be the first to attack. We've got no beef with each other, so don't expect me to freak out just because you're scary-looking." He gives a tauntingly insolent wink that seems to go against nature's law. He was supposed to shake with fear, yet he stands there with a disobedient gleam in his eyes.
"Ryu, I'm guessing you're with me then. Come on. Oh, and miss Shinigami? Watch out for his tail; those are always the most annoying parts on boss creatures." He throws his hands behind his head and walks away from the garage with his newfound confidence. Perhaps, on better circumstances, maybe he could have asked a few more questions about what was going on around him. It didn't matter though. In one morning he met two Shinigami and an Arrancar. He smirks. "Life is good..."
[Exits thread]
Last Edit: Aug 17, 2009 9:16:24 GMT -5 by Zephyros
Humans: Joe Hanyo- LLS, Ruban Alexi- MLA, Allah Khazam- LLS, Naz Rollands- BLS, Nas Rollands- BLW
The Arrancar spoke a bit of the truth, though, it was a truth that the Shinigami did not like to admit. Joe did not know the full truth of the Hollows, and the half truths that this Arrancar was providing him did not help at all. He knew this Arrancar was strong, and this "magic" he was using, hsi Resurreccion, could not be defeated by only one Shinigami. Ryu needed to get Joe out of her, his own full power would destroy the surrounding region, and he needed to get the man as far from this place as he could. Before they left, before any more blood could be shed, Ryu turns to the Arrancar.
"While it is true that the Soul Society isn't perfect, isn't it better than becoming a being that must cannibalize it's own kind to evolve. Isn't the safety of the Soul Society better than living with the knowledge that eventually, you will no longer be you, but rather, and amalgam of many different beings, all striving for control. If you ask me, living as a Hollow will almost guarantee death. And if you die completely as a Hollow, you are not reborn in any way, your existence ends there. I can see your point of view, you defend it well, but that does not change the fact that until you reach the Arrancar form, you must devour your own kind, dooming those devoured to nothingness. Only monsters would do such a thing, and you, Seimenk, are no exception" Ryu states. He then looks to Matsuri, and nods.
"Don't hold back... I will return in a few minutes." Ryu promises, then begins to follow Joe. He take him by the collar of his shirt, then flash steps away. Ryu knew he had to return and help the female shingami defeat this monster. He felt Seimenk's powers when he first opened the Garganta. They are impressive, just above their own. If Ryu and Matsuri both fought him together, they would have a better chance at victory. Until then, she just had to survive. He had faith in her, Ryu knew that she would be able to hold her own for the few minutes he needed to check out the site. At least, he hoped that she could hold out.
Hmph, so he was that scared that he wanted to use ressurrccion so quickly. She thought it was a cheap trick on his part, when she had only released her shikai. She raised her sword into the air and raised her spiritual pressure.
"Bankai! Ryukyu Kotomaru!"
After using that command her sword bursted into light, and the light completley consumed her. When it began to fade she wore a decorative dragon skull on her left shoulder, a gray fur cape on her right that went from shoulder to waist. Two articles of reishi floated behind her, and her sword was now comprised completley of reishi.
She smiled at the man and appeared behind him facing the other way. In her bankai she gained great speeds, a rei increase, and inhanced strength. She had just attempted a slash at his chest while using her new and improved shunpo. She would do as Ryu asked of her and wait until he returned to really start. Until then she would just have to tr and survive. The arrancar's reiatsu was dense, almost as if it was trying to dominate hers. She raised her rei to match his and got in her battle stance ready for his attack.
[glow=green,2,300]"What is the primary force behind the will to continue existing?
Will to Power? Will to Pleasure? Will to Meaning?
The first is enough for most of my kind, as is the second but for me, striving to find meaning in my existence? That I believe is the primary, most powerful motivating and driving force in me.
I know there is meaning in my existence. Though 'Monster' may be the only word in your tongue you have to describe me, I dont believe in so called 'Abominations'. The black holes in the depths of space? They are the closest thing to Vasto Lorde this plane has, and they serve a purpose. They may devour whole systems of planets, yes, but the cosmic rays they emit charge this planets atmosphere. Without them, there wouldn't be nearly as much lightning, and this worlds magnetic field would be weaker, giving it less protection from its own sun. The most destructive forces in this universe exist, so this little planet of life can exist. Therefore, hollows and all their stages of evolution must exist also for some purpose, for some end we simply have not discovered yet. Albeit, I must admit- in an entire universe of black holes, they would lose their context and their reason for being. So perhaps, my kind should not dominate everything.
You have done me two favors today, Shinigami-san.
Firstly, you have bothered to listen to what I have to say, something those of my own kind seldom do.
For that, rather than depart I will allow you to engage me -If you still want to. You have evolved your powers and abilites, put much time and effort into them. For beings like me, that is usually an end unto itself, that they find very satisfying. But for you, you wish to put them to work, otherwise you would feel your efforts were waste. You ask, What Was The Meaning In All That Work? Its rare to find an opposing force that makes all of that training necessary. Perhaps I can lend some meaning, some necessity to all the arts you have studied.
Secondly, your prescence here drew my attention, it brought me here. You brought me to an extraordinary mortal. I am as impressed in his prescence, as the average human ought to be in mine or yours. To behave as such before such immense powers, it is proof of incredible will -especially since it seems it was only this afternoon that he became aware of our existence. I have no doubt that were he to undergo Encroachment, the resulting Hollow would most definitely survive to become a Menos, and that Menos become an Arrancar with his personality at the helm. For that, I will allow you the first move -If you want it." [/glow]
"Bankai! Ryukyu Kotomaru!"
After using that command her sword bursted into light, and the light completley consumed her. When it began to fade she wore a decorative dragon skull on her left shoulder, a gray fur cape on her right that went from shoulder to waist. Two articles of reishi floated behind her, and her sword was now comprised completley of reishi.
Relasing her bankai, Seimenk watched her undergo her own transformation. As Seimenk had explained to Joe, he was sure his 'magic' would be flashier. Her transformation was simple, and constrained to only her sword and her clothing, creating no fantastic beast to fight on her behalf, nor juggernaut of an armor. Seeing this, her style was clear. That was the unintended consequence of ones full release, it laid ones soul bare and revealed ones true nature. She kept her fully released Zanpakuto condensed and her armor light to maintain her speed. It was obvious to him by her form that her greatest strength, must have been that of a swordsmistress, her Zanpakuto was a melee type. Given his increased reach in this form, he thought she would have been better off with a polearm like the guandao style shikai. But...perhaps her sacrifice had been worthy. He would just have to see exactly what she was capable of.
What Seimenk could not understand, were the curious 'trinkets' that were also part of her released state. Two free floating disc like objects maintained relative distance from her backside. Through his sharp Pesquisa, he could sense they were suspended in a field of phased reiatsu. Having seen free floating structures before as part of Ressureccion or other Hollow's forms, he had come to refer to them as an 'Orbital Linkage'. But he simply could not discern their purpose in her form. They seemed a little small to be used as reflexive shields, and not sharp enough to be chakram like weapons.
She smiled at the man and appeared behind him facing the other way. In her bankai she gained great speeds, a rei increase, and inhanced strength. She had just attempted a slash at his chest while using her new and improved shunpo. She would do as Ryu asked of her and wait until he returned to really start. Until then she would just have to tr and survive. The arrancar's reiatsu was dense, almost as if it was trying to dominate hers. She raised her rei to match his and got in her battle stance ready for his attack.
Using her flash steps, she tried to rush him in a classical 'Draw & Strike' maneuver. The aim of such an attack was to cut down an opponent with just one decisive stroke. Often, two opponents would use this against one another simultaneously, usually resulting in one of them collapsing to the ground moments afterwards from a grievous wound. Her speed had increased as part of her bankai, but even then, he could tell both her Shunpo and his Sonido were on the Intermediate level. They were both well practiced, but not masters. He would have no trouble keeping up with her.
Though he never dropped his guard, he didn't attempt to block the attack. He would allow her to hit him in a gambit to gain a better position. One cannot gain without sacrifice. As she charged he loosened the earth beneath his feet using his geokinesis. Her bright pink blade of focused reishi slashed him across the chest, actually bending his Hierro without cutting through it. If his skin had not been so dark, it would have shown the long, thin bruise he could feel forming underneath his flesh. She reminded him he could feel pain. The last woman to do that for him was Shub-Niggurath in The Forest of Menos. An expression of satisfaction graced his monstrous countenance. This was already proving to be more exciting than he had expected. What was this woman's name?
Using the force of her attack as she pushed past him in her slash he began to spin around like a revolving door; Crouching as he spun, he shoved a claw into the earth using the increased speed of his Sonido, stopping himself as he reached the 180 degree mark. Typically in these maneuvers, the attacker would stop in place on the opposite side of their target, holding their sword out. Often, they wouldn't even turn around to face them in a display of confidence, assured their slash had been a death stroke. Knowing he wasn't dead, she turned around expecting to see his backside, finding her self face to face with him instead. Channeling his reaitsu into the earth, he pulled the ground out from beneath her, creating a neat 9ft vertical shaft in attempt to drop her into the hole. Though he used the term Graves Cavar (Grave Digger) to refer to his geokinetic powers as a whole, this was the specific application of his power that inspired the name. His geokinetic abilities were limited to moving or shaping only an amount of material whose volume was no greater than his own body. Using this larger ressurecion form, he was able to affect more material. Rather than try to drag down all the earth in the shaft, he made its formation faster by leaving some earth in the bottom in the form of a 3x3 group of 3ft long spikes or spears.
Last Edit: Aug 18, 2009 18:27:56 GMT -5 by Seimenk
She had been charging up her rei for one final attack, to stall him for awhile longer, but it had been futile. He had dragged her down into a whole where she was stabbed by earthen like apears. If she got up it would hurt like a bicth. so she took her hair toe and took out a black marker and began writing symbols on them. Next she took her sword and drew a circle on it, she then cut it into four pieces and wrote markings in them.
She moved a little too quick and she gasped at the pain. She had to hurry to get out of this one. She announced the Bakudo's one after another.
"Bakudo 58: Kakushitsujaku!, Bakudo 77: Tenteikura!", she first tracked onto Ryu's spiritual presure. She smiled when she found it then began to broadcast her thoughts over to him.
"Ryu he's stronger than I thought I need reinforcements ASAP, your gonna need your ban.....". She faded out as the lack of blood, had reduced her into a temporary sleep. She just hoped that he wouldn't die either two shinigami in one day wouldn't be good.
