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Post by Katsuo Kagayaki on Apr 26, 2013 20:55:20 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] Still staring at Ezekiel, Katsuo tried to concentrate harder on the ball of flame he was trying to create. It was about a half foot in diameter at the moment. That seemed small, but it's explosive power was really something else. Still, Katsuo felt that it was not enough. He was going to try and make it bigger, but for that he would need time.
Another laugh cut through Katsuo's already hard-won concentration. Ezekiel seemed to be laughing a lot, and it was really starting to get to him. "God dammit, do you ever shut up?!" Katsuo snapped, not caring much for anything that the Visored had to say. It still seemed like Ezekiel was just trying to mess around and test his moves out on him. He wasn't having any of it. Fueled by his anger, the Azure Flash in his hand had almost doubled in size. Still, not yet... He thought, still pouring more Reiryoku into the fireball.
He blinked as Ezekiel's sword suddenly changed. When the black vines crept along the ground, Katsuo, thinking that they were going to try and ensnare him or something of the sort, took several quick steps back, looking puzzled when they just stopped before they even reached him. Was he out of their range now? He jumped a little when the humanoid figures formed from the roots, and then the weapons. But still, he figured he was out of their range so he could still just charge the Flash, as long as Ezekiel didn't come after him.
Nope. That wasn't happening. The figures bypassed the roots and rushed towards him. Though he hadn't exactly been expecting this to happen, Katsuo was still able to deflect their swings with relative ease. But he was still trying to charge his attack in his other hand at the same time, and the figures held a definite advantage in numbers. He sustained a couple shallow cuts; one on his right forearm and one on his left cheek.
Knocking the last figure away with a desparate slash and jumping away, Katsuo regarded the monstrous brilliant blue sphere he had been able to create. It was a little over a foot in diameter. Not bad... He thought. This could surely cause at least some damage to the Visored, right? If he managed to hit him. But he couldn't afford to gawk at it; he would wait for the right moment to use it. Ezekiel would probably find the large blue fireball suspicious, too, so this wasn't going to be easy. It was already bad enough that he was outmatched, and now he had to fight these weird things Ezekiel had created. But maybe his attack would also take out them? Maybe that was too optimistic...
Knowing that it might not have been a great idea, but not really caring, Katsuo waiting for the Visored to attack one more time; his sword in one hand, and a fireball raring to go in his other. Blood dripped down his hand and face, but he ignored it. He was better at catching people off-guard when they attacked him -- so countering. "Is that all you've got?" He asked, as if trying to goad the Visored to attack. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 120px; padding: 15px; background-color: 003366;] 10 HAN 06 REI 10 HAK 10 SEI 08 BUK 06 HOH 88% HEALTH |
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Post by Ezekiel Hibana on Apr 26, 2013 21:25:36 GMT -5
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Ezekiel began laughing more, his irises blackening and his voice echoing. He~he~he~....Time to show him our true power... Ezekiel stabbed his sword into the ground, summoning more Kishin and then continuing to summon his Archeri. "Maina Junin: Archeri." he spoke, as the Maina Junin that sprouted next came with bows and quivers full of thirty arrows each. The nine archers took aim at Katsuo and began firing at a steady pace. The Kishin rushed Katsuo, trying to overwhelm him as Ezekiel kept the original three in front of him. "Some considered my zanpakuto the perfect war tool. Grunts, many grunts that could take place of shinigami and die without a single care. I mean, of course I won't explain how they came to be...but judging by your effort to charge something that large I should brace myself. Look how large it got! He~He~He~" he would soon reveal his mask.
Ezekiel took much pleasure in this, sending his Maina Junin to overwhelm the boy. The arrows were shot high into the sky but the angle prevented them from hitting the crowd. He then developed a wicked plot, kill the innocents? A great tool for torture. "Just think kid, all these arrows landing on those people. Boom. Dead. Arrows impaling one after another...then I burn the place down, how does that sound? I mean, if you do something that will cause an explosion, consider all the innocents around here who could die. One way or another." Ezekiel stared intently at Katsuo, his wicked smile stretching from ear to ear.
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Post by Katsuo Kagayaki on Apr 26, 2013 23:31:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] Katsuo was beginning to wonder what was going on with Ezekiel. He was acting more crazy with each passing moment. It was almost starting to freak him out. But that was the least of his worries right now.
Katsuo's heart dropped when he saw more of the figures form. Could Ezekiel summon as many of these guys as he wanted? How was he supposed to stand up to that? I... never stood a chance in the first place... He thought dejectedly. His hand holding his sword trembled slightly. He looked up, seeing the arrows flying at him from the air, and the figures from before coming at him again on foot. How was he supposed to evade all of that? He did manage to block and dodge the arrows, but just barely. And there were more to come. One just skimmed his left arm, tearing a slit in his sleeve. He was starting to slow down. He was already under strain from charging the Azure Flash, but the drop in morale was even worse. The second he slipped up, he would be instantly overwhelmed, and then he wouldn't be able to do anything to save himself.
Then he heard it. Ezekiel was threatening them again, the innocent people, trying to go on with their lives. Those who weren't even aware of what was taking place on the rooftop of the airport; those who weren't involved in the slightest. He was going to turn the arrows on them? Burn the place down? And then there was the insinuation that Katsuo himself would destroy it with his own attack. No. Without warning, he burst into intense blue flames again, incinerating the arrows around him and most likely keeping the other figures at bay.
That's right, why am I worrying about saving myself? What I need to save is down there. He gave Ezekiel a dark look. "You're wrong. Only I choose what this flame burns." he said, raising the fireball. He seemed uncharacteristically calm now, but in truth, Ezekiel had just lit his fuse. The eerie calmness only lasted a second more before Katsuo launched himself at Ezekiel with a wild look in his eyes. He seriously wanted to kill this guy now. There were those figures in his way, of course, but he didn't care. The newly re-activated Absolution Guard was unusally strong compared to the last time he had used it, the violent flames either burning away or repelling the arrows altogether. Still with the Azure Flash in his free hand, he barelled through the crowd of black figures, slashing at some and getting more mild cuts from their blades. He barely felt them at that point, because of the adrenaline rush. But he would certainly feel them later.
Once he would finally reach Ezekiel, he would be laced with cuts, but still with no sign of giving up. The guards got in his way again, but he charged through them too, knocking them away from him for the moment. With everything he had, he threw his left hand towards the center of Ezekiel's chest, aiming to hit him directly with the supercharged fireball. If it did hit him, it would explode on impact, throwing them both back. The explosion would not be enough to cause much damage to the airport, or even the roof, but the flames were more than enough to hurt the Visored. And as Katsuo has declared, those flames would only burn Ezekiel; nothing else. Katsuo was putting everything into this attack. He couldn't lose now! "You're going to pay!" he roared. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 120px; padding: 15px; background-color: 003366;] 10 HAN 06 REI 10 HAK 10 SEI 08 BUK 06 HOH 64% HEALTH |
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Post by Ezekiel Hibana on Apr 27, 2013 14:28:18 GMT -5
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To Ezekiel's surprise, Katsuo had entered a mode of complete rage, almost reminding him of Shen's rage. They were always so angsty, so willing to attack so violently. Although his Maina Junin did do quite a bit of damage, he still charged through them and attacked. In this moment of surprise, Ezekiel had smirked and summoned his mask. A dark reiryoku had formed, shaping the Hyena mask that the Twist of Fate bore. It shaped his skull, giving him the twisted Hyena's laugh as his reiatsu grew much larger. His hand not holding his blade brought up, forming the kido Seki. "HE~HE~HE~ SEKI!" not expecting the blast to hit heavier than assumed, he was blown back a bit, but he was able to ignore the pain now that he had his mask on. He'd probably feel it later. Stabbing the ground, he released another round of Archeri and Kishin, but this time decided to add a new type to the list...
"Maina Junin:Guretoeakksu! HE~HE~HE~" he laughed maniacally as the ax-wielding Maina Junin sprouted from the ground. They held giant axes as they chased down Katsuo. The 9 Kishin replaced the last and the first set of Archeri have already fired off six arrows each. The new set began firing as well and Ezekiel, in his moment of insanity, used shunpo to get ahead of his Maina Junin. The vines that allowed the Maina Junin to sprout had dissipated. Where he landed was only next to Katsuo. Sadistically, he began swinging fluently, aiming for non-vitals but knowing that his sword would eat away at Katsuo's flesh, only opening the wound slightly. "He~he~he~HA~HA~! The pleasure of killing you is OURS! But no, Zekonith-FUCKING SILENCE YOURSELF EZEKIEL!"
Ezekiel spoke as if he was a person with multi-personality-disorder, which technically Zekonith was another personality within him. He knew he was able to stop Zekonith from taking over, but his violent nature would leak into Ezekiel's sadistic nature. "Ever been struck by this blade kiddo? It fucking hurts...And we're going to slip...and...SLIDE! it through your flesh~" Ezekiel's voice echoed and took a much more crazy tone to it. The imagination of blood, sweet and velvet caused turmoil within Ezekiel...Should he let go and kill him? No. He didn't want to give mercy.
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Post by Katsuo Kagayaki on Apr 27, 2013 23:24:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] He had actually hit him. Watching Ezekiel get sent flying, Katsuo felt a spark of hope. He could do this. Then he started to feel it. The exhaustion from using so much Reiryoku in so short a time span. On top of that, copius amounts of blood were dripping to the ground from the new cuts he had acquired from the Maina Junin. Long story short, he wasn't in the best of shape, and he knew that. But it wasn't as if he could run away. First of all who knew what the Visored would do to the civilians if he did. Even then, there wasn't any hope in hell of Katsuo outrunning him. It was out of the question.
To make matters worse, it looked like the attack he had put so much effort and Reiryoku into had no effect on Ezekiel. That was it. His very best effort, and nothing really came of it. He almost fell to his knees right then and there, nearly overwhelmed by exhaustion and hopelessness. But somehow, he managed to stay on his feet. All this and he was still alive and kicking. That had to count for something, right? He hoped so.
Katsuo braced himself when he saw even more of the black figures sprout from the ground. More?! He raised his sword to fend off the swing of one of the Maina Junin, and then deflected another in the nick of time. He was forced to dodge to the side right before another axe slammed into the spot where he had just been standing. His movements were starting to slow down considerably; he couldn't keep this up for much longer. One of the arrows from the Archeri flew past his face, brushing against the bloody cut that already marred his cheek. This caused Katsuo to flinch.
The momentary lapse in attention caused him not to notice that Ezekiel had appeared next to him until he was already swinging at him. Not prepared for the onslaught, Katsuo -- as opposed to blocking the first slash -- stumbled backwards, getting a slight gash on his side from the Visored's blade. Immediately, he noticed that it hurt a lot more than he had expected. Sure, any cut like that was bound to be painful, but not like this. This was different. But he would have to suck it up. He gritted his teeth in pain and lifted Aokishi to block the next few strikes from Ezekiel, stepping back more and not even realizing it.
Katsuo was panting now and bleeding everywhere. He couldn't remember ever seeing so much of his own blood. It almost scared him. Was he going to die? He surveyed the seemingly crazed Visored in front of him. He wasn't in a state where he could think up complex battle plans. He didn't even have time to do such a thing with the Maina Junin everywhere. When Ezekiel had his sword down after another slash, Katsuo lunged at him spontaneously, aiming to bowl him over with his shoulder. He was hoping he could get the Visored down on the ground and start beating him. That's what he had wanted, was to get him close-range; now was his chance. If Katsuo did manage to knock Ezekiel over, he would attempt to pin him to the ground with a knee against his chest and punch him in the face with his free hand. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 120px; padding: 15px; background-color: 003366;] 10 HAN 06 REI 10 HAK 10 SEI 08 BUK 06 HOH 52% HEALTH |
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Post by Ezekiel Hibana on Apr 28, 2013 0:47:55 GMT -5
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So it took affect...He~He~He~. I told you! Shut up Zekonith! Fuck you, Ezekiel. Fucking Hibanas. Zekonith, you'll get to hurt him, just calm down and let me take control. While Katsuo was able to block him, the Maina Junin all stopped attacking except for the Archeri. The arrows still flew, and the first set all were down to 12 arrows each. The second set were down to 22 arrows each, spacing out due to the number of Archeri there had been. Ezekiel was suddenly lunged at, so he grinned under his mask. The boy had thrown him on the ground and before he could fully pin him, he aimed a finger at his stomach. Using the most basic kido, he fired a wave of pressure so intense, it launched Katsuo back onto the ground. The Maina Junin still paused, obviously not attacking due to Ezekiel. "Hado #1: Sho
The kido probably would damage Katsuo internally, but he did not know. It wasn't all that strong, but was more potent with his higher kido ability. This was based on assumption, but it was an enough-of-that situation. Standing, a massive burst of reiatsu was launched from Ezekiel's body, hopefully keeping Katsuo down as he was using one of his more potent powers. A black reishi with a purple outline gathered around his fist as he pointed it at Katsuo. Charging and charging, he formed a cero. It took a while for it to charge, but in the mean time, he let his reiatsu flow so he didn't surpress the power of the cero as well. He cast Mirror Box, covering the area that they had been fighting in but leaving much room for them to continue.
This was meant to prevent the cero from destroying the building, which Zekonith did not like. He continued to charge his cero more, gathering much reishi. "The East, The West, The North and South. We call out Rondanini's flesh to severe ties to the outside and bring forces to crush down all who oppose!" Bakudo #47: Kagami Hako!" afterwards, his would force the reishi to move from his fist where he would nimbly open his hand in a claw-like form and then push it without touching it. He would then clench his fingers and point his index and middle fingers at the ball of reishi. It would compress, and he would fire the cero. " HE~HE~HE~HA~HA~! CERO! he yelled it out, but it was redundant to do so because the large beam already fired. It was an obviously condensed cero, but was much weaker due to not charging it completely.
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Post by Katsuo Kagayaki on Apr 28, 2013 3:09:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] As he was trying to force Ezekiel down and punch him, Katsuo noticed the freaky mask he was now wearing. He stopped for a second. What the hell is that? He got a very eerie feeling from it. Now that he thought about it, the Visored seemed stronger now, too. Did that have something to do with the mask, or was he just imagining it?
His thoughts were interrupted when he felt something slam into his stomach and he was sent flying away from his opponent. He landed on his back, gasping. The Kido spell had knocked the breath out of him, and he could have sworn that he felt something crack when it hit him.
After he had recovered somewhat a few moments later, Katsuo went to get up, but if felt like there was something really heavy above him; some sort of weird pressure. He could barely even move. Whenever he tried to get up quickly, he was flattened by the Reiatsu. But after a while, he had managed to get to his knees by slowly inching himself up. But it didn't matter. Ezekiel was about to fire some nasty-looking attack at him. Shit...
Before the Cero engulfed him, he only had time cross his arms in front of himself and squeeze his eyes shut. He felt the crushing impact of the Cero as the beam of condensed Reiryoku carried him off his feet and into a wall. He didn't know how the hell there was a wall on the roof of an airport, but that was the least of his worries right now. Smoking and barely coherent, Katsuo dropped to the ground. Lying on his front and staring blankly across the floor beneath him for a moment, he realized that they were in some sort of box now. He was pretty fuzzy around the edges right now, but he wasn't quite done yet. He was incredibly durable for a human, it seemed.
Then he noticed that the comforting flame aura of his was gone. He panicked for a moment, before he realized that he had dropped Aokishi when he hit the wall. It was lying a couple feet away from him. He reached out and grabbed it, and the aura returned, although it was very slight and no longer flared up like actual flames. He had pretty much no Reiryoku left. On instinct, Aokishi had provided minimal protection from the Cero, but that had pretty much drained the rest of its power reserve. For the time being, it was just a regular Katana.
Slowly and painfully, Katsuo started to get up, the blade of his sword dragging on the ground and making a harsh scraping sound. He looked to Ezekiel and his Maina Junin, waiting for them to attack. He didn't know what he was going to try to do next. What could he do? He could barely even stand up at this point. What's more, he literally didn't know what he was up against. Ezekiel's mask was throwing him off big time. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 120px; padding: 15px; background-color: 003366;] 10 HAN 06 REI 10 HAK 10 SEI 08 BUK 06 HOH 30% HEALTH |
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Post by Ezekiel Hibana on Apr 28, 2013 14:59:13 GMT -5
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Ezekiel began to me crazed, forcing his Maina Junin to continue their onslaught as the Archeri fired their arrows relentlessly and the Guretoeakksu attack alongside the Kishin. How the Archeri angled their arrows now were more aiming towards Katsuo rather than the large arc they had before. Axes and swords were swung towards Katsuo, there being 32 Maina Junin released. If Katsuo didn't destroy them, they would have a decent life span before they decomposed. Ezekiel continued to just laugh endlessly like a mad man, laughing at the pain of Katsuo. So weak...so fragile....The boy needed to get rid of his earlier lazy attitude and better himself and what better way to prove it than be the mad man he really is.
"You know kid...He~He~He....Just give up and the Maina Junin will be recalled. You're already going to die if you allow yourself to. Don't let yourself die. Oh, and make word of me if you feel it is necessary. But just keep the name at 'Twist of Fate', not the Hibana part." Ezekiel was actually ready to end the battle, knowing that he had to leave soon to catch the next flight. 'Kid, I have to leave soon. Can we wrap this up?" Ezekiel seemed condescending but in reality, he didn't actually care about the battle. His wife would miss him, he would miss her to a certain degree. They'd have their long-awaited S&M-welcome-home-time. It would all be good, and he'd do it after almost killing two people. What a nice day. Shunpo wasn't going to get him across thousands of miles.
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Post by Katsuo Kagayaki on Apr 30, 2013 23:17:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] Seeing that the arrows were still being fired, Katsuo was once again put on the defensive. Some he deflected with his sword, but for the most part he had to dodge them, always keeping an eye to the air for more as he also fought against more of the figures with melee weapons. He got a few more cuts from the blades, but luckily nothing serious. Even though he was in such bad shape, he was still able to hold his own pretty well. His Reiryoku or sword skill may not have been exemplary, but his stamina was something else. Contrary to popular belief, he wasn't in the Consecro for no reason.
When he heard Ezekiel babbling again, Katsuo turned his attention to the Visored. That bastard was still looking down on him. That just wasn't going to work for Katsuo. He was angry enough right now that he didn't care about the consequences that came with continuing the fight. Even if he died, he didn't care, as long as he wiped the condescending look -- and that stupid mask -- off of Ezekiel's face.
Yeah, we can wrap this up all right... He wasn't very far away, either. The earlier strife had brought Katsuo even closer to his real opponent. He immediately rushed towards the Visored in a last ditch effort, Aokishi poised to strike. "FUCK YOU!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, forcefully swinging the glowing blade at Ezekiel's upper body when he was close enough. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 120px; padding: 15px; background-color: 003366;] 10 HAN 06 REI 10 HAK 10 SEI 08 BUK 06 HOH 19% HEALTH |
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Post by Ezekiel Hibana on May 1, 2013 3:55:18 GMT -5
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The boy was stubborn and full of pain-ignoring adrenaline, always so angry that the truth has come out. Katsuo didn't like painful truths probably, and with this Ezekiel had wanted to reveal a much more painful truth to him. Ezekiel had used shunpo twice to move to Katsuo's side. Such a cheap move, he hated it but it is a power given to him to use for situations like this. He had to end the battle right here because he had things to do. Ezekiel was much more serious now, attacking with more fierce movements. When he used shunpo a second time, he had stabbed his blade into Katsuo's direction mid-shunpo. Although he wasn't going to end shunpo right next to Katsuo, the excess speed and momentum would thrust him forward nonetheless.
Ezekiel was disappointed that the boy had shown his weakness, and what was blatantly apparent too. After a round of fuck you, Ezekiel felt it was a lazy attempt to startle him. Anger, covering pain and the strong possibility of loss, this was Katsuo's current state in the eyes of Ezekiel. He had planned to stab Katsuo and send him to the ground. There, he can slowly allow his blade Neji Kokoro to eat away at his flesh, which the slowness is emphasized. "Kid, I don't care about what angers you, I have to go and if I can't end it then I'm walking away. You're one resilient motherfucker, you know that?" Ezekiel chuckled a little, surprised by how much the boy could take.
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Post by Katsuo Kagayaki on May 1, 2013 22:02:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] Before Katsuo could cut Ezekiel, the Visored vanished before his eyes. What?! He honestly should have expected it from their earlier bouts, but he wasn't thinking straight right now. All that was on his mind was beating Ezekiel's ass, even if it seemed impossible.
The Visored appeared next to Katsuo. He tried to pull his blade back to swing it at him again, but Ezekiel was pretty much inside of his range. He was too close, and too fast. It was ironic that the whole time, Katsuo had wanted to fight him close-range, and now that he was this close, there wasn't a thing he could do.
Then he fell onto his back, forced down by something; he didn't even know what it was yet. Then he felt an intense, stinging pain. How did he not notice it before? It really hurt... it felt kind of hot, but he barely even knew what it felt like to be burned! He tried to say something in response to Ezekiel, or maybe he was trying to scream, but for some reason, he couldn't. All that came out of his mouth now was blood. Lifting his head a little to see what was causing it, he saw that he had been stabbed. Oh, fuck. That couldn't be good. He let his head fall back again, not having the strength to stay up much longer.
He still held Aokishi, and he wanted so badly to use it now; to swing it up towards the Visored's face. But it was so heavy. He couldn't lift it. It was frustrating. Ezekiel would never expect it now, either. It was the perfect opportunity to take him out, and all he could do was writhe in pain. In desperation, he weakly grabbed at Ezekiel's blade, but moving it even a little was unbearable. He quickly let go of it.
When his vision suddenly started to grow dark, it was then that he realized that he was probably going to die. He could feel warm, sticky blood all over his chest, soaking his shirt. He couldn't really move, and it was all he could do to keep breathing. He didn't know what to think of that. He certainly wasn't about to go into some cliché monologue in his mind. He hardly had the coherency for that now. But he did have to wonder why. This was a "spar", right? How did it escalate so much; he didn't even know. He had never hated anyone before, but he had also never been stabbed, or Cero'ed, or half of the shit that Ezekiel had put him though. He was starting to feel pretty damn hateful towards the Visored now. | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 120px; padding: 15px; background-color: 003366;] 10 HAN 06 REI 10 HAK 10 SEI 08 BUK 06 HOH 4% HEALTH |
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Post by Ezekiel Hibana on May 2, 2013 14:15:37 GMT -5
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Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied that you have almost killed him? the voice of a woman played through Ezekiel's, instantly mustering all of Zekonith's anger and immaturity. Fuck you, Neji Kokorocunt! Zekonith and Neji Kokoro bickered back and forth constantly, sending shots at each other. You're the one who likes killing children. You even tell him to kill his own son. Neji Kokoro took a condescending tone with Zekonith, drawing an extra dose of rage from his immature comments. Well...You're the incestuous bitch who wants Ezekiel to relieve all that...pressure...inside of you. Oooh, a little spirit-v-spirit fun time? You're so close to his mommy but SO VERY FAR! Ezekiel shook his head after planting his sword into the Mirror Box kido. Shaking his torso around and around, gripping his mask, he tore it off before Zekonith could completely control him temporarily. "Shut up...shut up...SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
The swearing portrayed a childish vulnerability to Neji Kokoro and the annoyed response to his hollow. The mask tore off and he was in a weakened state, feeling the pain from Katsuo's attacks finally. It seemed like they grew in potency from what they were before so he grabbed Katsuo and dispelled both his Shikai's Maina Junin and his Kido. He carried his shikai before resting Katsuo on the ground and leaving before returning with his Gigai in use. He sealed his zanpakuto and sheathed it after quickly retrieving the scabbard. Yelling for people to come help, he hid and watched as people screamed and ran, calling for the police and hospital.
Ezekiel slipped into the crowd by using shunpo to move around the building they fought on, but could feel the toll it took to be hit by that one blast he simply used Seki on. The flight he needed was about to board and the screams had not reached the airport's central part yet. Then, they delayed all flights and he had to wait in the crowd....Again...
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