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Post by Hash on May 14, 2013 12:04:40 GMT -5
An expanse area with Kentucky Bluegrass running for miles in each direction. Some clouds move peacefully over the area providing some shade from the four o' clock Sun. In the peaceful area atop some large mountains are several redwood trees populating the area. These sturdy, tall trees provide good shade and a nice breeze and, because of the great conditions, they populate the area to where it is almost a forest, making it somewhat difficult to move in a straight line without encountering one of these immense and exceptionally strong trees. Theme: Winterbliss
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 15, 2013 2:19:10 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18|BUK: 10|HOH: 18 503 words. Let me release you from the lies of 'life.'
A small breeze passed through the forest-like area, causing the gentle rustling noise to happen as the grass danced around to the wind, rubbing against each other while the foliage above did the same. The tips of thin branches swayed in response to the breeze, but most of the tree didn't.
It was with this sound of wind that Raziel appeared, the sound of his flash step hidden along with the sound of the wind. "Nox." He whispered, his blade appearing on his right forearm. Waiting one more moment, as soon as the breeze flared up again, he used flash step. His movements were designed to confuse, his disappearance making it seem like he went three different ways. His flashstep, however, made no noise. The leaves didn't rustle as they moved from his wind, nor did his cape or clothing make billowing noises as he travelled at high speed. He reappeared high, perched on a branch of a tree. Even as he landed, he made no sound. He had appeared in a small sanctuary, covered very well with leaves. To his left was the tree trunk, wide and sturdy. The branch he was one was large and strong as well, easily holding his weight. All around him, the leaves stopped moving as the breeze died away. It was now eerily silent. Perfect to find his opponent.
His Reiatsu was completely undetectable because of his shikai, as was his scent. The branch didn't sway under his weight as it was large. The shadows from the leaves around him hid him, the different shades of his black clothing breaking up his silhouette and making him that much harder to see. His facemask was up, hiding half of his face, while his hair partially hid the rest. His black eyes were like soulless windows to the abyss, surveying the area for his prey. His blade seemed to hum in his arm, although the hum was in his mind. His zanpakutou was amused by the prospect of blood on it's blade. His inner hollow was, as always, silent. Watching. Raziel ignored them as he usually did, watching for his opponent. The tournament had rules to not kill, but that wouldn't stop Raziel. If it came down to it, he'd kill. Leave no traces, leave no loose strings. A squirrel on a branch across from him tilted it's head curiously at him, sniffing silently but unable to find a scent. It couldn't even detect the sound of his heart beat or breathing, so it must've been surprised. Luckily, it didn't make any sound or indication that he was here, scarpering away, leaving Raziel to stalk his prey from above. His cape of blades draped around him like furled wings, making him even harder to discern. Unless someone directly looked at him, they wouldn't find him. And even if they did, hundreds of leaves would block their vision. It was a big space inbetween the leaves to look from, but a tiny space inbetween the leaves to look at.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 15, 2013 21:00:23 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshima slowed as he began to reach the edge of the forest. He stared forward, among the trees and waited, listening for echoes of reishi. Repeatedly he inhaled through his nose. Nothing. “Someone’s waiting.” He said. He knew it. There’s no way they weren’t in there. It was an ambush waiting to happen. He wasn’t going to fall for it, wasn’t going to let himself fall victim to whatever was inside.
“If you think I’m coming in there, you’re on something that I bet I couldn’t afford.” Takeshima joked as he pulled out a cigarette and his disposable lighter. “Well, I guess I’ll wait him out for a second.” He said as he lit his cigarette and walked away from the forest, standing amidst the grass. After a few inhales he knew there was no way the other contestant was coming out without reason and so Takeshima moved his left hand forward and slowly, from his hand out, a black steel bow began to form from reishi.
“Well, lemme show you where I am.” He said as he raised the bow and fired up. Inside the forest, if the visored would look up, streaks of blue would race across the sky violently. Some would skim the trees, tearing leaves, raining down twigs and shredded foliage. After about ten shots, Shima spit out the butt in his mouth and retrieved and lit another cigarette and stood, waiting for something. His eyes scanned the forest line quickly, and he made sure he was at least fifty yards away, able to see it all. And he waited.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal, Uninjured Action: Fired into the woods Fatigue Level: 4% Injuries: -- Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 16, 2013 3:13:55 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18|BUK: 10|HOH: 18 503 words again. Let me release you from the lies of 'life.'
Raziel watched with interest as his prey appeared at the edge of the forest. The eerie quietness of the area allowed the man's voice to carry over to Raziel's position. Raziel readied his blade, tensing his body as he prepared to attack, waiting for the perfect, opportune moment. As the quincy released his quarry of arrows, Raziel waited, whispering a small name as it caused his black and silver blade to suddenly begin glowing a dull purple, until they neared before he vanished, using Flash step.
Moving at full speed, Raziel appeared behind the quincy, not even his flash step making any sound. His reiatsu was still concealed as well, and the grass under his feet didn't make the slightest noise. He was 6 ft away from his opponent, but that distance was nothing. Within a fraction of a second, he crossed into the 5 ft circle around his target, causing his reiatsu to become fully detectable in all it's cold, deathly feel. He had a reiatsu advantage compared to the quincy infront of him, that he could tell. He moved at full speed through each of his moves. His blade suddenly sent a purple arc through the air at the quincy's neck. Since he was very close, the arc travelled extremely fast. But the arc wouldn't harm the quincy; It would only silence him if it passed through the neck, rendering him unable to speak and therefore, unable to use most abilities to their fullest since he won't be able to speak their name.
Using the momentum of the slash, he spun around, his 5 cape-tails lashing out to slash at the quincy at full speed, each heavy blade nothing but a blur of shimering silver. Right as the last cape passed where the quincy was, regardless of whether it hit or not, Raziel disappeared using his flash step. For a second, he vanished completely off the reiatsu radar again. Then he reappeared directly infront of Takeshima.
Raziel's black eyes met Takeshima's eyes for a fraction of a second before Raziel aimed a elbow at Takeshima's chest, his left pectoral contracting to bring his left elbow forward, aiming for Takeshima's solar plexus, while his right pectoral muscle extended, his right arm going backwards to add more momentum to his elbow while he also prepared a follow-up stab with his blade. If Takeshima was hit by the elbow, Raziel would instantly reverse his stance, making his left arm go back and his right arm shoot forward, aiming for the kill with his blade. If Takeshima moved out of the way, Raziel would simply jump backwards, spinning once in the air horizontally, causing his cape to trail his spin and block any projectiles fired at him. He would land in a crouch, his blade protecting most of his front like a shield, silently regaining his breath after moving at high speed so much like that. Since he was away from Takeshima again, he was back in stealth mode, with no noise or detectable reiatsu.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 16, 2013 13:05:13 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshima was waiting with bow in hand when he felt it. A deathly cold presence behind him. He wasted no time. His left hand moved down and back, so that his bow was up, and it blocked a bit of the swing, and even helped Shima to spin around, since he was no where near strong enough to stop it. As he spun, he saw the cape lifting up. He shifted back slightly, and only the edge of the last blade was close, skimming his shirt and tearing a slight hole in it. As Raziel vanished Shima’s right hand slid into his vest, and gripped something. He was still spinning, and when he stopped, the Visored had appeared in front of him.
The visored was opening up his body for an attack. Takeshima knew he wasn’t faster, and so he probably couldn’t run, but he was betting he was betting his hand would be quick enough for this. His body lowered half an inch, preparing to take the brunt of the blow. Takeshima’s cigarette was spit from his mouth, as well as smoke, right at Raziel’s face. It was mostly just a distraction as the right hand came out. Takeshima came across his body, low, with a silver tube.
There was no time for the Seele schneider. to suck up reishi and attack, so Shima forced Reiryoku into the blade violently. He was mostly through his swing however, which means Raziel would only notice the shift in soul energy with fractions of a second to deal with it.
With Raziel’s forward momentum, it’d be hard for him to shunpo backwards, or even to the sides with how he had committed his body. And if he did nothing, or went through with his elbow, Takeshima’s blade would pass through his side. Cutting above the hip, through the kidney, possibly the liver, and a little of Raziel’s bowels. Takeshima, since he had dropped, would just take a heavy hit to his rib cage, possibly enough to crack them, maybe even break one or two, but he’d be able to keep fighting through that. Evisceration on the other hand, was much harder to make it through.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Blocked, spun, stopped, spit cig and pulled out seele schneider, attacked with horizontal slash from left to right, stomach to back of Raziel with his sideways position Fatigue Level: 5% Injuries: -- Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 17, 2013 3:08:21 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18|BUK: 10|HOH: 18 787 words Let me release you from the lies of 'life.'
Takeshima made a mistake of thinking that Raziel's first attack was a physical hit. The Arc of purple passed Takeshima's attempted block, going through the blade and then through Takeshima's neck area. But instead of doing any damage, it simply prevented him from making any sound or being able to speak with his voice. It would also prevent the man from speaking the names of his techniques for quite some time, weakening them.
Raziel's eyes followed the man's movements like the predator he was, the cigarette butt bouncing off his hair. The smoke stung his eyes, but Raziel was in too much of a crucial stage to allow it to blind him. With his combat experience, he could preemptively guess where and what his opponents were going to do just by seeing their muscles contract or relax. As Raziel's elbow came, he saw the quincy going towards Raziel's left, the seele schneider being drawn. Raziel's elbow was already going outwards, his right arm bent against his right side to stab forwards. But the quincy was moving to his left, aiming to bifurcate Raziel. As fast as he could, Raziel simply contracted his right pectoral muscles, causing his right arm to come around and shield his front abdomen area. If his blade wasn't longer than his arm, he wouldn't have been able to do it. But as it was, his right arm instantly twisted so that instead of pointing towards his opponent, it pointed towards his left, the blade protecting his stomach. But that movement also caused his elbow to shift so, instead of cracking a few ribs, it brushed against Takeshima's shoulder, the sharp ends at the elbow of his gauntlet making a small slice on Takeshima's top-clothing at that same position.
The seele schneider flared upon hitting Raziel's blade, as the two blades reacted violently to the force of each other, causing both blades to recoil. But since Raziel's blade was braced against the body it was protecting, the force was absorbed into his body, causing him to bend forward slightly. After that, Raziel proceeded with his previously planned move, jumping back and spinning around once to deflect any oncoming move. He landed in a low stance, instantly shifting to an offensive-defensive stance, with his left arm forward's, balancing him and facing his opponent. His left leg was also forward and slightly bent. His right foot was behind, bent alot so he could jump forward or upwards or even sideways or backwards if it required. His right arm was slightly back, poised to strike forward or any direction he required it to be. His breathing slowly calmed, as he rapidly blinked to get the stinging out of his eyes. Their moment was too fast for the cigarette to do anything, so it lay on the ground infront of Takeshima, pathetically useless.
Raziel waited patiently and silently for Takeshima's next move. Since he was farther away from Takeshima again, his reiatsu signature, scent and sounds went off the radar again. To anyone who tried to detect him, he would be completely invisible. A small smirk played on Raziel's lips, though it was hidden by his facemask. Raziel then moved to his left, but as he did, he used shunpo to disappear, moving towards Takeshima's right.
And then, suddenly, he appeared towards Takeshima's left, 4 small streaks of black already shooting towards Takeshima. They resembled shurikens and came at Takeshima at high speed, spinning fast enough to cut through flesh like a saw. Each of the 4 were designed to strike the limbs, hopefully to sever an artery or a tendon. While Raziel used his left hand to throw these, his right hand guarded his body with the blade like a shield, gripping the side-most tail of his cape with his right hand so it also protected his front, causing most of his form to be protected.
As soon as the Shadow Rakes reached or passed his target, a hit or not, Raziel would move, using shunpo to move to a new location. In the middle of his shunpo, he changed directions with another shunpo, He landed on a branch on a tree near Takeshima. There weren't any leaves here, but it didn't matter. The branch made no noise and it was thick enough to not sway as he landed on it, lightly as he did with years of being an assassin and having an assassin's grace. Even if Takeshima looked around, it'd take him a small amount of time to look up and locate him. And even then, Raziel wanted the quincy to see him like this. He wanted the quincy to know that he had everything as he wanted.
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Post by Hash on May 17, 2013 13:13:09 GMT -5
And then, he completely vanished from sight. Since his sound and reiatsu was hidden already, now he was truly invisible to most people. Only people who could see with thermal or other kinds of vision could see him. But now, he was effectively invisible. Warning (1) to Raziel; pure invisibility is banned. Combining other techniques does not make it acceptable. Please modify your post accordingly in the next 48 hours.
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 19, 2013 2:05:09 GMT -5
Modified.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 19, 2013 11:51:11 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshima felt his sword blocked and he cursed. Internally because of the lump in his throat that stopped his speech. The elbow grazed up his vest and the dress shirt beneath. He could’ve ended it, it was so close with the schneider. As the man spun back Takeshima lifted his bow a little, although with no plan to attack. Instead it glowed and began to shrink in size, until it was a short recurve bow instead, still keeping it’s black steel coloration. They would be to close for anything else to be effective.
Takeshima screamed out inside, “Reiraku. If I can’t sense him, I’ll just follow his spirit ribbon.” He focused and then began to spin his head. Right before Raziel’s shunpo there was a slight shift, Raziel was heading right, to Takeshima’s left. He knew it’d be nearly impossible to hide that, as it’s visibility isn’t connected to reiatsu at all. As the four Shurikens-like projectiles were released Takeshima was airborne, crouched in between all four. The seele schneider was fired, and traveling faster than the shurikens. The schneider would reach at the same time as the shurikens reached him. Takeshima didn’t know what that cape had been through, but he knew that there was no way it could block the schneider. Possibly an arrow, but the enhanced strength of the schneider, and the, it’s chainsaw like cutting, and it’s penetrative ability would allow it to pierce through. Takeshima felt the tips of his shoulders grazed by the weapons, and his feet untouched. after they passed Takeshima he straightened, letting his feet touch down.
If Raziel had been hit, Takeshima would follow up without hesitation, firing spirit arrows at him, legs first to impede movement, moving up to the chest for fatal and crippling shots.
If the man had somehow managed to ignore Takeshima’s shot somehow, Takeshima would look left and then right, eyes scanning wildly. It only took a second for Takeshima’s trained eyes to spot the man. Takeshima didn’t turn his body much. Instead he would wait. His eyes just watched the spirit ribbon, watching it sway, waiting for the movement to tell him what direction it would go.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Tracked spirit ribbon, jumped and crouched, fired schneider at Raziel - Fired more arrows at Raziel - OR - Quickly searched to find Raziel on a Tree - Fatigue Level: 5% Injuries: -- Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 20, 2013 10:39:46 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18|BUK: 10|HOH: 18 Didn't count words Let me release you from the lies of 'life.'
The streak of blue-white contrasted greatly against his black shurikens. Given the distance and the speed, he had little time to react. Since his right arm was guarding most of his body with his blade and his cape was guarding the rest, he just managed to twist his body and angle the blade in another way, so the schneider hit the edge and deflected. A searing pain in Raziel's left side shot up, telling him that although it wasn't a direct hit, it wasn't a complete miss either. Raziel continued to move on with his plan, spinning around so his the blades at the end of his capes came up to deflect any oncoming arrows, his blade deflecting the ones that got through. Though the came was strong, made of dense reishi, his the blades of the cape was as powerful as his own zanpakutou, so they could deflect most things his zanpakutou could.
Landing on the tree like he had planned, he watched the quincy not directly looking at him... So he was looking at Raziel's spirit ribbon? That was one way to look at Raziel while he was invisible to most senses, but if Raziel moved at high speeds, the ribbon would have a delay, trailing his movements a second or two later, depending on how far he was from the person watching him. Since they were so close, the delay would be in fractions of a second. But that could mean the difference between life and death.
Raziel made a casual move, pulling his left hand back as if he was simply repositioning. But with that casual move, he pulled on the spirit wires. And suddenly, from behind Takeshima, the black shurikens which had dug into the ground or landed in the grass, suddenly came flying at Takeshima's back at the same speed they had first flown at him with. Raziel always kept spirit-wires attached to his Shadow Rakes so he could suddenly pull them back and attack unaware opponents with a boomerang hit. Most people wouldn't even expect this kind of move. The spirit wires were needle thin, so they were near undetectable. That, combined with Raziel's reiatsu hiding, made it look like Raziel was controlling the Shadow Rakes telepathically. The spirit ribbons showed his position, not how and where his reiatsu was manipulated.
The only warning was the sudden whistling as the Shadow Rakes came spinning at Takeshima's back at bullet speed. They'd either dig into the quincy's back and shoulder-blades or they'd hurt the quincy if the archer did react. From what Raziel could gather, the Rakes moved as fast as Raziel could, and given the element of surprise and the small distance, Raziel could bet that there wouldn't be a complete miss unless Takeshima had a secret move up his sleeves.
If the shadowrakes didn't completely embed themselves into the quincy, they'd fly back to Raziel', who'd catch them with the fluid movements that suggested years of training. With a jump and a spin, he landed on the other side, which would be behind Takeshima. If there was even one shadow rake which was stuck to Takeshima, this movement would cause them to rip out and go back to Raziel.
As Raziel landed, he instantly adopted a defensive posture. "Surrender now, Quincy. You are adept at combat and a good opponent, but if I activate my Bankai, you will stand no chance. I do not wish to kill you, as it is looked down upon in the tournament. Regardless, unless you lay down your arms now, I will not yield later on." Raziel said, poised to either deflect more arrows or dodge out of the way from any incoming attacks he deemed too strong to risk blocking/deflecting.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 20, 2013 13:36:10 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshima was still facing left. His eyes were focused on Raziel’s ribbon. Slowly they began to shift down. His eyes caught the slight hand gesture, and in the back of his mind he couldn’t help but think of how similar that looked to a quincy technique. There was a slight pause before Takeshima twisted his head and heard the whistling. He spun hard right, so he was facing them, spinning still. His bow swung hard.
One flew straight past his left from his spin. His bow raised catching two of them. They spun against it as one found it’s way into his left shoulder and one graze his neck, letting blood trickle down his collarbone. Takeshima swiped the bow to the side so the two others flew back to Raziel. Cursing internally he slowly began to reach for the shuriken in his shoulder but stopped. Suddenly, Raziel had flipped to be in front of Takeshima, and the removal of the shuriken was not gentle. Takeshima took a step back, holding his bow. He couldn’t raise his arm above him, and he would need aid for himself to do that. He hoped it wouldn’t come to that. Takeshima listened to the confident man who praised his combat ability before threatening that Takeshima would die unless he gave up. With a small sigh Takeshima’s bow vanished, and his left hand reached down into his pocket and lifted a small metal tube. His right hand came over and touched it, before it moved down, a crystallized blade forming. It was about two feet long, three counting the handle. It needed to be short, since Takeshima would need all of his strength with every strike. Takeshima took it in his right hand and took another step back, and nodded.
The bow reformed, and it would act as his shield. He waited then. Since the man had allowed him the opportunity, Takeshima would let the man act first, and if he truly wanted to activate his bankai; Takeshima would have to think hard about his next acts. He would even consider booking it for the forest if he saw something he couldn’t handle. He would need distance too, and the second something started...
The blade in his hand rotated, so the blade was facing the ground. His pinky and his ring finger held onto the blade and he was ready to fire at Raziel the second he attempted to activate his bankai.
He needed his words. He needed to be able to begin to use his other ginto techniques.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Looked left, spun, blocked two shadow rakes and took one into the shoulder. Created reishi blade, moved back. Fatigue Level: 10% Injuries: Shoulder Gash, slight shoulder muscle damage. Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 24, 2013 1:05:26 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18+2|BUK: 10+4|HOH: 18+2 Didn't count words Let me release you from the lies of 'life.'
He watched the quincy impassively, simply staring at the quincy with no other movement. He was so still, it was hard to believe that he was actually breathing. And then, without any indication, he dashed to his right, Takeshima’s left, while throwing his shadow rakes to his left, Takeshima’s right. The rakes weren’t aimed for Takeshima, but as Raziel reached the end of his dash, he pulled his left hand close and dashed again. The movement caused the rakes, which where on the other side of Takeshima, to suddenly change direction and head for Takeshima from that side. Meanwhile, Raziel wisely kept his blade close to him to deflect any oncoming attacks. Now the quincy had two choices, to try an attack Raziel or to focus on dodging his Shadow Rakes, which were just a blur of spinning black. As the rakes came at the quincy, Raziel muttered,
“Sempiternis tenebris, Laminas Umbrae.”
There was no fancy explosions or glows. Raziel’s silver gauntlets and boots turned black as the runes on his blade glowed white for a few moments. Raziel’s reiatsu output raised higher as he reached the end of his dash, jerking his left hand again to catch any Shadow Rakes or to pull them out of wherever they might be and catch them then. Raziel looked coldly at the quincy, before he suddenly faded. He reappeared almost instantly infront of the quincy, suddenly thrusting his blade forwards, aimed at the quincy’s solar plexus, moving at full speed. His movements left behind black, burning motiontrails, like he was leaving behind black shadows of himself. His dark clothing now seemed even darker, and there was a trace of something malicious within the depths of his endless eyes now. Something malicious and hollow. But it didn’t seem to be prominent right now, as his blade drew back and began to shoot forward faster than a gun. If he was faster than the quincy before his bankai, he wondered how fast he would be now. His left hand stayed near his body to help him block any attacks that might come near him. A normal quincy’s arrow would be easy to block with his gauntlet-protected hands now, given that his mastery over reiatsu was greater than the quincy’s. Still, a steele Schneider would be a difficult thing to block. He could block it by coating his hand in reiatsu, but that’d take some reiatsu out. But if the quincy attempted to attack now with his sword, he’d never make it… Raziel’s blade would pierce him far faster than he could ever draw another blade and slash at him with. Unless, ofcourse, if the quincy had a secret move up his sleeve or was already prepared to strike.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 24, 2013 9:56:51 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshima watched. That’s all he could do. Watch, wait, and step back. Then the second Raziel moved, Takeshima tracked him, seeing the ribbon move, his eyes tuning to the speed of the man. He saw it, the black, moving. He followed it to his right, spying the man appearing. As the shadow rakes were thrown, there was the sound of glass hitting glass as the arrow Takeshima pulled back crystallized.
It was a simple mistake, but an easy one to make. Raziel made it seem that even though Takeshima was slower, he couldn’t move still. Reishi suddenly swept him away, and out of range of the Shadowrakes even before they had been pulled back. As Takeshima reappeared he fired his crystal arrow for Raziel’s stomach. This arrow wouldn’t be as strong as a seele schneider, but it’s piercing power would be just as great, with it’s point as sharp as a jagged diamond edge. Takeshima moved again, keeping his speed and movement. His sword was next to be fired, which would be stronger than the arrow, more dense and focused, just as strong as a seele schneider. And he fired it, the shot aimed for Raziel’s side, which it would enter and pierce through the bottom of his lungs, and possibly ruin the arteries below the heart.
If those hit, then he would continue his assault, but in preparation for that he continued on his hirenkyaku.
If they didn’t do enough damage to stop him, and Takeshima spotted the change in his form from the bankai, he shot backwards, pulling back three arrows of crystal when suddenly Raziel was upon him. it seemed this would be it for either one or both of them. Takeshima was tired for the moment, and avoiding a head on attack wasn’t really an option anymore. His momentum was all shifting back. His energy was sweeping him away just to slow to avoid the strike, and his fatigue from drawing three crystal arrows and moving as he was was great.
Takeshima’s hirenkyaku lifted him precious inches as Raziel’s arm went back. Everything seemed as though it was going in slow. Takeshima released as Raziel’s arm shot forward. Takeshima’s arrows would pierce right through the divot between Raziel’s two collarbones, unavoidable with just shifting his head. The other one would travel right above Raziel’s sword and pierce Raziel’s heart and most likely destroy his lungs because of the size of the arrow. The third would fire and hit Raziel’s sword. All this would do is push Raziel’s sword down slowly, which would serve the same purpose as his hirenkyaku lifting him an inch, to cause the blade to pierce his stomach instead. Which was far more ideal than his chest.
The only thing that could stop that was if Raziel shot away, and that couldn’t be done without at least getting grazed in the side at this distance. There was no chance of getting out of this without taking some sort of hit.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] OOC: Status: Normal Action: Tracked movements. Fired Crystal Arrow and Crystal sword at Pre-Bankai Raziel while moving with hirenkyaku Pulled back three Crystal arrows and fired, while shifting to avoid a direct hit from the Bankai Blade Fatigue Level: 25% Injuries: Shoulder Gash, slight shoulder muscle damage. Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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Post by Raziel Lucas Morganstern on May 26, 2013 3:02:54 GMT -5
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] | [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] AV-0 --- HAN: 10|REI: 18|HAK: 16|SEI: 18+2|BUK: 10+4|HOH: 18+2 Didn't count words Let me release you from the lies of 'life.'
Raziel had made the right choice by staying safe by keeping his blade close. He repositioned his blade and as soon as the arrow hit the blade, he twisted his body, spinning in the middle of his motion, to avoid getting the full brunt of the hit. The arrow was deflected with a burst of sparks, going 20 degrees away from Raziel and piercing a few trees. As Raziel landed, his spin finishing, dust flying from his legs sliding on the ground, he had just enough time to twist his main body out of the way from the schneider. Because of his new position, the arrow would've gone through his chest. The twist didn't allow him to fully dodge the arrow, though, as the time gap was too small. The arrow hit the vambraces on his left shoulder, shearing a hole through his shoulder guard with a sound like a gunshot. A small spurt of blood told him that the arrow had sliced slightly into the flesh of his shoulder as well.
Raziel's bankai release was quick, allowing Raziel to return to the offense with no delay. But as soon as Raziel pulled his arm back, Takeshima moved. But Raziel wasn't already making his strike. Like Takeshima, the adrenaline rush was making everything look like it was moving in slow motion. Raziel pulled his arm back even more than it would be needed for a thrust. Then, he shot his arm forward, but not as a thrust. It was a swipe, a curved slash, not aimed at the Quincy. The blade struck the three arrows as they flew at him, the close range favouring Raziel's speed advantage and reaction time.
With his reiatsu focused in his blade, the slash he made at the three arrows caused them to shatter, the fragments being pushed towards the direction Raziel's curve-thrust was going, to his left. He was buffeted by crystal fragments, but they did little except scratch him, except for a few of the large fragments, one of which continued it's momentum to slice a thin cut on Raziel's left cheek. The others hit him and embedded themselves all over his left side, most of his left, luckily, being protected by his gauntlet and his shoulder guard. Some fragments did still get embedded into his biceps and his left pectorals, but they didn't go deep.
With the momentum of his slash, he continued it, causing him to spin around, the 5 blades of his cape coming at Takeshima at high speed. Takeshima could move away further, but he'd still get slashed up badly from the capes, which were coming up on his left. As Raziel spin ended with him facing back at the Quincy, hopefully with the quincy slashed up by his cape, Raziel would jump at full speed at the quincy, moving almost invisibly fast at Takeshima. His body stung horribly from the injuries as even through the adrenaline rush, he felt his muscles numbly aching from all this exertion
But Raziel didn't thrust his blade out to kill. Instead, Raziel shot his blade out in a way that it would slam Takeshima's head like a shield, effectively knocking him out. Raziel liked this quincy, as he was a good opponent. Plus, killing him would take points away, so Raziel decided that this was an okay thing to do. God... He was turning soft.
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Post by Takeshima Kunou on May 26, 2013 10:26:03 GMT -5
Takeshima Kunou - Age 20__________________________________________________________
Takeshimas eyes were wide when he saw the blade cutting through his crystal arrows. The blade was inches from Shima’s own body. The power of his bankai was great. After that, with good reason, Takeshima’s eyes closed and he turned his head slightly. Small pieces of crystal reishi were sent back by the slash. It was only a half second but Takeshima turned his head back, and he saw the man was spinning, and once again those cape blade flung around towards him.
Takeshima lifted his bow, and it blocked the first one as it slid and pushed Takeshima. It made Takeshima spin, unable to stop it’s momentum. As Takeshima spun, with his body facing away he was able to move slightly faster, although he felt the sting of two blades cross his back. His spin continued, and he felt the last one graze his side as he pulled back an arrow. He rose it up with speed, and was pointed at Raziel. Where Raziel had movement speed, Takeshima had speed with his weapon. He was about to fire, except for the blade heading for his head. Takeshima’s eyes widened, and in that brief examination of the blade, he realized it was the side of the blade. Takeshima raised his arm in an attempted to block, releasing the arrow which would fly and at most, give Raziel’s mask a nasty cut. The sword hit the the bow first, and then knocked it into Takeshima’s arm. Takeshima grimaced, and there was a sickening crack. Takeshima’s arm then hit his head, and he was thrown to the side from the force, falling to the ground and rolling back and to the side. He finally skidded to a halt.
There was a thin wire that reached down and wrapped around his arm, only visible because Takeshima’s fatigue had given him an inability to hide it. And slowly he began to attempt to stand. “Fuck..” Takeshima whispered as he pushed on the ground. His body was so tired. He felt so worn. Takeshima’s right arm gave and he fell back to the ground, the left held by the spirit wire. It soon gave as well, and Takeshima laid there, his bow fading back into reishi. His body felt numb, and it refused to listen to his commands to stand up. Takeshima closed his eyes and he waited.
[/font][/color][/blockquote] Status: Unable to Continue Action: Fatigue Level: 100% Injuries: Shoulder Gash, Slight Shoulder Muscle Damage, Two Cuts across back, Fractured Forearm Stats: Han: 7 Rei: 14 Hak: 7 Sei: 16 Buk: 16 Hoh: 16 Wordcount: Didn’t Count
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