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Post by Kuzan Nagashimi on Aug 19, 2013 23:05:51 GMT -5
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Having nothing else to do today, Kuzan decided to take a nice stroll through the mountains not far from Kagamino City. Since this was a known hiking area, he was very much prepared to get some excercise, while also working on his combt skills. So, he pack his bow and blade onto his back, and carried a duffle bag that cross over his shoulder and to his hip. Wearing a pair of baggey baige shorts and a sleeveless gray vest jacket. A pair of form fitting black sneakers, he was very much dress and ready for everything.
"Luckily it isn't very hot, I would hate to have to deal with the sun." he states as he look up to the cloudy weather. Though the sun wasn't out, it was still a bit humid. So Kuzan had to deal with that, which was not to much for him to deal with. Surprisingly there wasn't many people hiking today, he has seen at least two people sinc he started and he was already at the half way mark. This was a good thing since Kuzan carried a bit of hollow bait. His attentions being to train by taking on whatever hollows the bait leers here.
Coming to a stop, he squirted some of his water down his throat as he look out to the rest of the forest. "A nice view...." he muttered as he continued up the mountain. Finding a nice secluded resting area. he set down his bag and took a moment to rest. While he did this, he took out his bow, wakizashi, and the hollow bait. Looking to his penacle, he ran his hand through hair. It was a bit out of the ordinary for him to be so active, it wasn't his style. But, he was very much dedicated to getting stronger by any means neccessary. So, if it meant going a bit out of the box and doing things he would never do, so be it.
Once he rested a bit, he stood back to his feet. Putting the blade along his hip, he pick up his bow and take out a piece of hollow bait. Stepping out a bit from his things, he inhaled for a moment before pressing down on the bait, releasing it. Exhaling, his gaze shot towards the sky as he look in anticpationg for the hollows arrival. It was not long before there was gargantuas opening within the sky. Four in fact, he could only hope that there wasn't going to be a army of them. If there was, he would of been in very deep water.
Stringing back the bow, he created a arrow and began firing at them one by one. Moving at a fast pace, his hands and body move left to right, up and down as his fingers work like clock-work. "Die! Die! Die! Hmph!" he yelled out as he fired the arrows back to back. Once he grew tire of that, he place the bow onto his back and unsheated his blade. Vanishing with hirenkyaku, he switch to close combat as he slash at the hollows. Appearing and disappearing, he did not hold back one bit. It wasn't long before it all caught up with him. Getting distracted, the arm of a hollow crash down onto him sending him flying into the mountain, creating a small crater.
Sitting up, he caugh a bit as he turn onto all fours. Trying to gather his breath, he slowly raise back to his feet as he decided to switch back to his bow. At the same time a gash formed on his right forearm, causing his blood to run to his elbow and drip onto the ground. "Five left." he stated as he begin to fire multiple arrows once again. His movements were a lot slower of course, but he manage to get the job done. Panting, he drop down onto his back-side as his knees rose to his chest. Lowering his head, his bow drop onto the ground as press his other palm onto the gash. "Fuck!" he muttered as he reach for his back. Taking out a first aid kit, he focus on his arm for a bit as he patch it and wrap it in gauge.
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Post by Syvran Vypas on Sept 2, 2013 22:31:15 GMT -5
Things had seriously been getting stuffy within the walls of Hueco Mundo. He had yet to encounter the infamous blair, or Colin, but that was only a matter of time. And as for his Espada, he was definitely one of a kind. Hence, why Syvran had felt it necessary to break off from the long ‘days’ and go out into the human world again. It almost did not feel the same, like it was a stranger to him, even though he had only started living in hueco mundo for the past few months. It was almost enough to put him off balance, yet he still felt drawn here.
An errant spirit flits before Syvran, almost as if it thought it was invisible, before quickly floating through the trees surrounding the edge of town, which was easily within sight from Syvran. With inhuman speed and grace, Syvran splits off from the crowd of people on the steaming sidewalk, and starts heading after her, as the floating spirit goes deeper and deeper into the forest. she seems to almost be drawn towards something up in the mountains, just as Syvran is drawn to her. Just as she actually starts to ‘hike’ up the side of a mountain, a decent sized group of reiatsu, and a coyly enticing scent, permeate the summer air above a part of the mountain directly ahead.
Suddenly four huge Gargantuas rip their way through the sky with a screech, sending the little spirit running in terror for her life as hollows fall into this realm. Syvran easily counts thirty among their number as they slowly converge toward a single spot upon the hill. Within seconds their howls could be heard by all the spiritually aware within two miles. Which means that cloying scent was used by someone to lure hollows to this place, specifically for killing. Just so that they can be exterminated like nothing worse than animals. If not for his own strength of will to escape his personal hell known as his mind, Syvran would still have been one of Those.
Inexplicably fury ran lividly through Syvrans entire being as the cries rapidly start to cease. No being, even the hollows which he killed, deserved this mistreatment, this execution. While barely keeping his rage in check, Syvran carefully, gracefully, makes his way towards the destination the hollows had been heading, from the opposite side. His Wintergreen gaze seemed as cold as frost as he neared the clearing under the oppressive heat of the day, and saw all the slain hollows. Stopping at the edge of the clearing as the person at its heart bound his wounds with gauze.
“Is this how you humans get stronger… by luring weaker opponents to you and killing them where they stand? Like they are simple beasts compared to you?!” the mounting outrage could be heard from Syvran as his voice quickly built to a crescendo, before he lowered it down to a deathly whisper. “How do you justify this slaughterhouse?” His practically glowing wintergreen eyes, never leaving this person before him as his arm swung up and seemingly scratches the back of his neck as he releases his sword and it falls behind him. a small thud is made as it imbeds itself slightly into the ground and he quietly awaits this mans answer in seething fury.
Stats:
Form: sealed
Han: 8
Rei: 8(+3)
Sei: 13(+3)
Hak: 8
Buk:10
Hoh:13(+2)
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Post by Kuzan Nagashimi on Sept 3, 2013 15:13:17 GMT -5
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After successfully wrapping his arm in gauge, kuzan took a moment to do a once over of his body. It seem to be revitively unscathed, well, other than the wound on his arm. Sighing, he stayed seated along the ground, not wanting to leave just yet. Looking up to the sky, his eyes search through the clouds in look for a shape of some kind. "Hmm, not a shape in sight." he muttered as he sense a in-coming reiatsu. Looking towards the sky, he search for a gangantua, wondering if another hollow had surface. But as he assess the reiatsu that came his way, it was much stronger than any hollow. It match that of a arrancar in fact, which meant that he had a fight ahead of him.
Raising off of the ground, he reach for his bow. Checking his hip, he made sure his blade was still secured around his hip, once comfriming this, he slightly exhaled. He luckily manage to re-gain his breath while wrapping hia gauge, so he wasn't tired like he was before. Adrenaline also still ran though him, which meant he was still very much prepared and ready for whoever this arrancar was. Hearing a voice, he turned to spot a odd looking male glaring directly at him. From what it appeared, the male was very much angered. Not really caring, Kuzan listened to what the male had to say before he made any type of move.
Hearing the arrancar's words, it was a bit humorous. To think that a arrancar who actually held compassion for it's own kind. From what he has learned, as a hollow you must feed on other hollows to progress and get stronger. So this arrancar was pretty much contradicting him-self. Not showing a change in expression, Kuzan waited till the arrancar finish so that he could speak. "I can not speak on the behalves of others. But i can speak for myself. So to answer your question, yes, this is how I choose to get stronger. Though in all honesty, I was mainly using them to test my skills, to see how far i have progress. Do you have a problem with that?" he question while eyeing the male. Kuzan was never one to speak loudly or to use foul words. That was why he was always calm when he spoke, even when he was angry.
Running his free palm through his hair, he inhaled and exhaled for a quick moment before turning his attention back to the arrancar. "Why should I justify this slaughterhouse? It was training, nothing more or nothing less. Plus, ridding the world of more hollows is a plus, and i got a good work out out of it. Now, if you do not mind me asking. How do you justify sking me such questions? If I am not mistaken, the only way for your kind to progress in any type of way, is it feed on other hollows and souls. How do you justify the things you have done? Feeding on souls and hollows alike does not put you in the place to judge what it is I am doing here. Plus, holows are uneducated neanderthals who are nothing more but a menace to the Human World. Their deaths hold very little importance, by letting them live is me allowing them to kill and feast on the dead and the living. So, I would suggest you get over it and be on your merry little way, or do something about it." he stated in the same calm voice as before. Kuzan held very little compasssion for hollows or arrancars. If the arrncar thought that he would, he was sadly mistaken.
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Post by Syvran Vypas on Sept 8, 2013 13:30:56 GMT -5
Syvran could feel the winds starting to pick up around him.a storm was brewing it only seem to reflect his mood, as it started to border on thunderous. These creatures, of whose race he might have called himself, at one point, littered the field with black blood and gore. Before him in the clearing was the one who had orchestrated this small armies slaughter, and as the final note of Syvrans question hung in the air, the sky started to thunder and roar in it own right. And the thunderous noise disappated, Syvran could see the disdain on this persons face as he meticulously and methodically answered to Syvran for his bloody actions. An obviously barbed question is sent Syvrans way as the human stops for a breathe, even the words only ignite Syvran further. Even though he was not bent towards violence on most occasions, even Syvran knew that this was wrong and that his presence and words up till now should be answer enough for this, individual.
It was surprising though that this person could see him so easily and have slain all these hollows for simple training, so Syvran kept his tongue, to try and gauge what he could. Before he can get another thought through however, a string of questions start to unravel from the lips of this unpleasant being before Syvran. This Human’s action only belied his own biasedness, as he hurled the exact same questions back, to only keep the simmering fury within Syvran’s mind ablaze. “And this method of training is where we have to sorely disagree on practical application. Truly I have no love for hollows myself but even I give them a chance at a fair fight, till they go for a soul. I only kill when necessary, and in that light who are you to judge a book, a race, by its cover? Do all Huuuu-mans go vegan? Who are you to assume ive taken a soul just because I am an Arrancar? ” Bringing up his left hand to brush his snow white hair out of his left eye, Syvran keeps his eyes locked with the irritant being. “Your stupidly inlaid bigotry is making my scales rise, and they itch so much. Mind if I let them breathe?”
Without waiting for this beings response, Syvran flicks his wrist, sending a small throwing knife down the sleeve of his overcoat to land in his hand. ”Strike out, Zagria” Leaves his lips on a breathe of wind, his sword still resting with its spear tip just barel imbedded in the ground. Within seconds bone white fragments start to appear and coalesce around Syvran. Syvran senses flair up while he flicks his right wrist again and sends the knife into the ground between them just as his Wind Sense kicks in and his scales truly start to form, encasing his forearms and shins. His second Tri-Scion sword immediately appears infront of his feet reflecting the slightly imbedded status of the other. The storm is practically upon them as the surge of reiatsu creates a surge of wind from Syvran, the bone fragments continue to quickly appear and form Syvran true form. Last to truly form is Syvrans Twenty two foot long tail, which appears coiled on the grounds in an outward spiral from his feet. Having never taken his eyes off his opponent, Syvran lets a grin spread across his face.
“I hate hollows,… just as much as you, but you shall still pay for this, immoral act.” He still had little knowledge of his opponent but, this fight was going to start and it was going to start soon. He could not underestimate his opponent, so he would has trust his Senses and instinct for all it was worth , but for now the best option would be to sit and wait in preparation. As this thought would go through his mind a Spirit cero would start to build the reiatsu pressure within his left hand.
stats:
Form: Ressureccion
Han:8
Rei:8(+3)
Hak:8
Sei:13(+3)
Buk:10
Hoh:13(+2)
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Post by Kuzan Nagashimi on Sept 9, 2013 22:50:12 GMT -5
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Kuzan could tell by the male's expression that he was not very happy. It seems his temper was boiling, which was surprising. Who knew killing hollows would bring out such anger and aggression in a arrancar. It was uncommon of them to bare such feelings as that, but then again, he hasn't met many. Could they really be capable of having some form of compassion? Now that is amusing, he guess their humanity some-what returns when they go through the transformation to become a arrancar. If so,he could us this to his advantage. Especially if a fight were to occur, it would actually be better that way. Judging by the reiatsu he sense from the male, he should be a interesting opponent. He should fare much better than the hollows.
Hearing the male's rebuddle, you can tell he was very much pissed. It appears he didn't like being judged for something that was of common knowledge. It was very much true that hollows fed on other hollows and souls. Maybe the male must of forgotten this, most hollows start off with very little intelligence. He may just not remember feeding on souls and hollows, nevertheless, Kuzan was positive he did. A hollow could not just go without hunger and he doubt there was any form of hollow substitute type of food.
Looking up to the sky, it seems the male's emotions was causing a change in the weather. Not showing much of a reaction, he just slightly squinted his eyes and leveled his gaze back onto the male. "I didn't fight fair? That's odd, I say that challenging a bunch of hollows by my lonesome is more than fair. I even suffered a injury, it isn't my fault I was stronger. Do you plan on fairing much better?" he question in a bored tone, with a expressionless facial expression. Hearing the male deny not feeding on souls and hollows, Kuzan could not help but slightly chuckle. "Interesting. So you are saying that you have never fed on a soul? From my knowledge, hollows lack any form of intelligence when they first become one. So, I highly doubt that you have never fed on a soul. Why must you try and deny and undeniable truth? My, My, trying to keep up your judgmental tiraid has force you to go to lying. That is a shame... While I agree that we all have the right to choose what type of food we eat, hollows do not. They feed on what they can, especially when they're hungry. Admit to the truth, arrancar."
"Bigotry? That's a harsh word to use. You still speak as if hollows are something that matter. They are just souls that should of moved on to soul society, but instead turn into beast that do nothing but cause distruction. Unless they are harmless, they must be eliminated. Anyway, by all means. Let your spikes loose." he stated as he was prepared for a fight to come his way. Looking to the blade that slip out of his sleeve, his gaze slight narrowed for a moment. Hearing the male call out to his zanpakuto, his gaze shifted to the arrancar. "Ressureccion.." he muttered as the wind pick up once again. Not moving a bit, he kept his calm and simply watch the male's transformation.
Watching as scales form along his body, he was surprised to see a tail form. It was rather long as well, this could end up being a issue in the fight, especially if the tail was quick in movement. But this also meant that he was going to engage in a intense fight. Luckily his stamina had build up, but it wasn't a hundred percent, not yet. Adjusting strands of hair from out of his face, he watch as the male's transformation ceased. Looking to the blade that appeared, it was rather nice, but flashy wasn't going to mean that he was great with a sword. It wil be more interesting to see how fast the male was. Hopefully he wasn't to fast, that would be a problem. "You hate hollows? You are a interesting arrancar, lets see if you are capable of defending yourself in a fight." he stated as the male quickly formed a cero in his palm. Raising his bow, he quickly pulled back the string and fired a arrow. It directly aimed for the palm of the cero, in hopes of it back firing on the male. Vanishing with Hirenkyaku, he appeared above the male to where his gaze was lock onto the male's head. Pulling the string back once again, he fired another arrow to test the male's speed.
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Post by Syvran Vypas on Sept 12, 2013 0:36:14 GMT -5
Winds continue to pick up as the looming clouds get nearer and definitely vaster. The winds as Syvrans ressureccion is finished in its transition, die down a bit, though they continue to rage as the rest of the winds declare the approach of the storm. Using his Wyvern Sense to stay alert, Syvran doesn’t have to wait long before the reactions to his form play a slight bit across this humans face. It almost makes Syvran’s ego raise up as a hint of concern as to his serpentine twenty two foot long tail can just barely be detected as his opponent eyes it for a sec. In fact, the human is smart enough to even look towards his second blade as it appeared a second ago.
With the Spirit Cero still warm, resting, within his hand, Syvran listens to the words of this peculiarly calm human makes a passing comment of his own about the hatred Syvran himself held towards those of the barbarous race known as hollows. His intent at the last second is obvious with that parting comment hangs in the air. A he raises his bow, a shiver of recognition runs down Syvrans spine as this persons race is shown as not that of a human but of a quincy. This only makes it worse in syvrans eye, as the quincy fires an arrow across the distance between them.
Wasting no time, Syvran raise his hand holding his Spirit cero in a blur of movement and lets it loose. Being as fast as a bala, it is able to put a bit of distance between Syvran and the incoming arrow, before they meet and the arrow is quickly engulfed by the Ink black flames surrounding the Spirit cero. Enough power is behind the arrow that the Cero detonates not four feet from Syvran, sending a wave of wind and force to be thrown through the air in a conic blast towards the quincy, hiding obscuring that clearing mostly from view. Not before, however, Syvran glimspes a blur where the quincy was standing.
Barely having time to register this, Syvran feels a sudden appearance of a moving weight near the edge of his Wyvern sense, but clearly pressing into it. Taking a quick gulping intake of breathe, a spike in his reiatsu is the only hint of him readying his Wyvern Shockwave within a second, as he whips his head back and looks straight up to the quincy just before he looses another arrow not thirteen feet away. As the quincy lets go of the string holding back the arrow, Syvran starts letting his breathe out, sending forth his Wyvern shockwave. The wave of air travels nearly as fast as the arrow, as well as the vacuum behind it. The arrow travels farther than Syvran thought it would, coming within an inch of his nose before fully being dissipated by the disruptiveness of the Wyvern shock wave. Not noticing whether or not the shockwave hits the quincy, which seems to be easily within range, Syvran whips up his tail in a blur to strike with all his speed towards his opponents last location as he quickly spins down to pick up both his swords in his hands by the sword hilt area, and rips them from the ground.
He could still sense his foe was within range of Wind senses, so saying, Syvran blurs into a screeching sonido and quickly reappearing twenty feet straight up in the air from where he had been. It seemed his opponent was decently prepared for this fight, which concerned Syvran a small bit, though Syvran himself seemed just slightly faster, if anything. Looking for his opponent, Syvran would use all his senses to locate. Upon finding him, as he would hopefully still be slightly dazed, if he got hit, Syvran would probably throw his left handed Tri-scion blade like a spear towards his location.
Stats: 8% fatigue? Zero injury
Form: Ressureccion
Han:8
Rei:8(+3)
Hak:8
Sei:13(+3)
Buk:10
Hoh:13(+2)
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Post by Kuzan Nagashimi on Sept 12, 2013 18:26:50 GMT -5
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Kuzan was not surprised by the male's reaction to his first arrow, it was actually pretty smart. It also meant that he would have to worry about the male's ceros. Appearing above the male, he watch as his next arrow hurled for the top of his head. narrowing his gaze, he was surprsed when he saw the male look up. There was a strong possobility of the arrow ending this fight right now. But sadly it wasn't, the male release a shockwabe from his mouth, dissipating the arrow. He soon realize that it was coming his way now, but didn't have enough time to dodge. The shockwave sent him propelling into the air as his body spun around.
As he spun, his gaze was able to catch sight of the male's tail charging right for him. Slowing down now, he knew he couldn't move his body around a lot while in the air. So he just relied on the movement of his body limbs. Estimating where the tail was aiming for he quickly leaned fowrard a bit and brought in his abdomen. The tail of the male's pass him by, as he manage to evade it, for now. "That was close, I knew that tail was going to be a issue. I will have to cut it down to size." he stated in thought as the spinning officially stop. Now a bit dazed, he took a moment to get rid of the feeling as he closed his eyes for a moment. Re-opening them, he quickly caught sight of the male vanishing with sonido. Looking left to right, he was now up-right this time instead of facing the ground.
Looking downward, he quickly caught on to the male's reiatsu. looking to his upward right, he saw that the male was just a few feet above him. At that time, one of the male's weapons had already left the male's hand. Reacting quickly, he brought back the right side of his body as the weapon only manage to grace his right bicep. "Tsk, he is slightly faster. That may end up being a issue." he stated as he quickly rebuddled with a attack of his own.
Raising his bow, he pulled back the string once again and formed another arrow. Pouring some of his chakra into the arrow, he decided to use one of his signature attacks when it came with the bow. Releasing the arrow, it darted straight for the abdomen. Midway, the arrow produce a second arrow, this one shadowed the original, and made it to where his opponent couldn't spot it. Hoping for his attack to make his mark, he watch in atticipation of seeing the male's reaction to the attack. "Lets see how I wll do this." he stated in thought as he look down to his bag. Vanishing, he appared next to it and quickly opened it. Using the time that he had, he removed the four seel schniders and place them along his speically made belt. Taking his gint capsuls as well, he was now fully prepared for the battle at hand. He just hope his time spended on removing this didn't give his a oppoent a leg up. Which is why he quickly look back to where the male was.
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