When they see me //Cristobal//No death//

“There you are..” Takeshima whispered as he picked out a scent that was traveling out towards him. He prepared himself, his bow forming as he waited, anticipating this newcomer. It wasn’t long before he showed. Takeshima took a minute and scanned over the man before he decided this was something he had not seen in awhile. The arrancar spoke and Takeshima listened before he nodded his head. “I accept your proposal Arrancar. I haven’t seen many of you around Karakura as of late. Remind me how powerful some of you are would you?” He asked as his bow became clear. Deep black metal with a blue stripe down it, contrasting yet complimenting his glove perfectly. Then Takeshima slowly raised his head up and slowly began to smile, “It’s unfortunate, I don’t think I can kill you since you’ve been so kind by offering. Well, I’ll allow you the first move.” Takeshima said as he drew back an arrow, yet gave it no direction, holding his bow down low.

Takeshima nodded his head. “Quite kind of you to care for the citizens of this town. I really do appreciate your consideration.” He told him as he nodded his head and watched him. Follow suit.. Takeshima was quick, shooting off after him on his hirenkyaku, matching his speed, if moving slightly slower to give the man a false sense of security about his speed. Within a rather short period of time the two were at a broken down place and were standing quite a ways away from each other.

“I suppose now’s the best time isn’t it?” He questioned before the man drew his sword. Takeshima was slow in forming his bow, doing it rather carefully and knitting the reishi bonds tightly. Then the man was charging at him. About halfway through the was the sonido, and Takeshima’s eyes picked him up, and his nose picked up the scent of reishi. Within the tenth of the second that he had Sonido’d, Takeshima’s skill with trajectories had found out exactly the direction he was heading, and so he had begun to spin, dropping down to a knee. As the male appeared and swung, Takeshima had pulled back an arrow, and there were loud sounds.

Takeshima’s bow was angled upward and back. The sword would clash against it and slide up and off, right above Takeshima’s head. Shima’s bow raised slightly, and he released his arrow, and as it fired off it curved left and would go to pierce the arm opposite of the side swinging at him. Quickly he balanced on his right knee, and his left sweeped out for the back of Cristobol’s knee to knock him down to the ground after the arrow would pierce his arm. Hopefully it’d work with an underestimation of Shima’s abilities, and the trip would work if Cristobol would jump back to avoid the arrow, which would be followed up with by a smack across the face with the bow, if he went down.

“Oh I try.” Takeshima said as he stretched while Cristobol began his little rant. When it was nearing it’s conclusion, Takeshima would soon feel much better about beating the shit out of the man in front of him. “Fine, I won’t.” Takeshima said simply when the man said don’t thank me. “Now stop talking. Let’s get this started.” He told the man who was preparing himself to attack. Takeshima loosened his body and raised his bow a little, and then when the man was firing balla, Takeshima had rose his bow and fired, matching each and every bala, his eyes catching the man moving. “So slow!” Takeshima yelled as he began to turn, ducking below the elbow going for his head. Takeshima was swinging his bow again, but damn if the man wasn’t far enough away. Takeshima could only offer a light shove before he shot back on his hirenkyaku.

“Fuck this! Let’s get serious!” Takeshima said as he held up his bow. Five shots fired before the arrancar would be able to blink, before Takeshima was behind him, and there were ten shots, and just as quick as that, Takeshima was back to where he shot at first, firing ten shots, before Shima chased Cristobol if he moved, so that he could circle around him, firing an arrow every fraction of a second so that eighty were around Cristobol, firing at him from every angle, ready to curve up and chase him slightly if he planned to hirenkyaku into the air. No matter what, Cristobol wouldn’t leave this unscathed, at least by a little.

Takeshima was about to begin his arrow spam but stopped when he heard it. “Fade Away” There was a small feeling of worry as Takeshima stopped.
“What..” He said quietly as he turned his head watching the man undergo his resurreccion. “So he’s entering his released state.” Takeshima told himself. He waited, feeling the gentle spike in reiatsu. When it was all over Takeshima smirked, while he let his reiryoku flow through his blood, giving his body a reddish tint as he activated his blut.

“Is that it? Here I was expecting-” There was a sharp pause as the man vanished. He was much faster. Takeshima barely caught his movement, their speeds probably the same now, but he managed to spot the direction the man was going. He turned to his right, to the man, who was whipping into a spin to swing his weapon at Takeshima. There was suddenly a weapon in Takeshima’s hand, with his arms back. As Cristobal’s sword spun to land the attack, Takeshima’s blade swung, moving far quicker than the Arrancar’s. His attack would hit hard enough to completely cancel out the Arrancar’s spin, possibly even push him back in the opposite direction. Unfortunately the shape of the scythe snuck through the claymore like weapon and gave Shima a large, but not too deep, slit across his right wrist. After that he planted the sword down and jumped back, “You’re true form is nothing compared to the power of my blut!” He shouted as he let the Arrancar recover near the blade Shima had stabbed into the ground. “Nor my abilities.”

As he said this, the blade in front of the arrancar would suddenly detonate, setting off a large force wave, shooting crystal all at him. The wave was even stronger, and harder to avoid because of Shima’s activation of blut. “Show me something arrancar..” Shima whispered, watching carefully before his skin began to fade back to it’s normal tone as his blut faded.

Shima relaxed while the Arrancar defended himself. He took the time to form his long bow, and he breathed in fresh air. Then the Arrancar fired off bala at him. “You dare disrespect me with ranged attacks, he said as he rose his bow.

The few bala that Cristobal had fired were lost as Shima let loose eighty arrows in a single second, the rest flying for Cristobal. In that time Shima watched the direction, and the second Cristobal would move, Shima would fire, leading the man with a torrent of another eighty arrows, preparing even for his sonido, knowing that with the sheer number that he would get hit. One isn’t invulnerable during a sonido, and during that movement, Takeshima would merely have to slightly adjust and aim a bit ahead, to catch the arrancar with his skilled shots.

Takeshima was still firing when the man moved, already planning to catch him during his sonido. Since the man made no other moves besides the sonido, Shima was sure a few of his arrows would hit him. While the bala were fired, the rest of his arrows collided with them while Takeshima turned. As Cristobal charged his Cero, Takeshima had drew back an arrow made of crystal, and once the cero fired, Takeshima let go, the arrow piercing through the cero and towards nothing after that.
Takeshima could feel the reiatsu of the resureccioned arrancar. Takeshima turned his head, spotting him, and so his right arm let go of the bow and shot out. He kept his arm, but the blade slide against his chest, tearing through his vest and shirt and giving him a pretty nasty gash before he jumped back. He cursed internally while grabbing his chest with his right hand. His vest hung a little open and a few of his seele schneider showed, so with a sigh Takeshima made a swift movement of swiping his arm down, which made two gentle clicks on the ground. The taunt was ignored and Takeshima had pulled back an arrow of crystal, and fired it straight at Cristobal’s chest.