[BSD-RP] Human World: Karakura Town

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'Thunder?'

RING RING RING

As Kyo thought about the sound that heard aloud - Silas' bolt of lightning in the shape of a serpent - Kyo's Denreishinki rang with the sound of a new Flutter.
Kyo fully disregarded the app, quickly turning it off fully - a process only requiring him to stop feeding it with Reiryoku.
While a shockwave occurs from the Hollow, it inadvertently isn't felt due to the sheer existence of buildings between where the center of the shockwave occurred and where the 18 Shinigami currently stand at.
And so, their movements were allowing them to near in on the fighting scene.
It was then, that Lyo raised his left hand - his right still holding Chūkū Ha at hand - as he kept his left hand in a fistbump, signifying for those following to stop walking.
Currently, they were about 200 meters away from the area the fight took place. Kyo spoke,

"We group up. All of you, as before, remain vigilant. And control your Reiryoku. Stay hidden. Don't try to act like heroes here. We shall move stealthily towards the fighting area. You shall go around, your aim to continue on the work we have been called for. Stay together, keep your distance between groups and stay vigilant. Back to back formations at all times. One is to use a Gigai if it is needed to grab a human and drag them away. If at any moment you need to escape, just fall back more than a kilometer from all fights and use the Hell Butterflies to return, by calling the Senkaimon. Dismissed."

They nodded, some even mattering a" Sir, yes sir". It was then that a woman started coming to Kyo's side. She was obviously fresh from the Academy, her shaking obvious,as well as her anxiety. Kyo nodded to her quickly.

"What are your specializations?"

He proceeded to ask, the woman pausing - thinking, as she was not expecting such a question. After a minute lack of sound, with the sound of silence filling the awkwardness, she proceeded to part her lips and say…

"Ah… My, my name is Pureidekinai Kyarakutā and, ah, I am good at Kidō and, at Hakudamph…"

Kyo raised his index finger of his left hand, placing it upon her lips. Her voice was starting to become loud and now loud was not what they needed.

"Stay right behind me and hide your presence."

His voice silent, yet his Reiatsu exploding forth.
It is then, that the world around them feels muddled. Like a screen fills the vicinity, the colors dying out.
At first, this Reiatsu emission from Kyo creates a prevailing sense of calmness. Like everything is fine, while not.
And then a second passes.
It is then that everything housing Reiryoku and incapable of fighting this prevalent effect, that they are forced to slowly feel their bodies accelerate towards Kyo's.
It start slowly. This effect of polarization can be fought with using the same amount of Reiryoku as the force that pulls you. Sadly though, the longer one stays, as well as the closer one is, the stronger this effect becomes - like a Black Hole's gravitational field that pulls everything at its center.
It is also at this moment that kyo lightly stabs his left hand, both sides of it. With the wounds being miniscule make the void created upon the hand be nearly non-existent, Kyo pauses the voids - their existence becoming nothing more than a weapon ready to activate at any moment. At this time, a shield against projectiles.
Pureidekinai Kyarakutā ,having seen the stabbing action from Kyo, tilts her head unsure what is going on.

'Hentai maybe? Masochist? He has to be a masochist! Agh! Why am I teamed up with a masochist?!'

Her thoughts easily seen upon those eyes filled with only one thing. Disappointment.
A misunderstanding that may later even grant Kyo the epithet of Masochist. Hopefully not though.
Nonetheless, about four seconds later, he has arrived at the party.
It is here, that Kyo's eyes fall upon Katsuo's actions - a piercing momentum to the back of the head of the Hollow in an attempt to spear it.
Kyo halts momentarily, his eyes fully focused upon the Hollow's actions - his brain once more devided, one part focused upon the immediate threat, the Hollow, while the other part, through utilization of his peripheral vision, is focusing upon the Quincies - one clearly being the one that brought the thunder, seeing as how his energy and surroundings felt, while the other
His body ready to pounce. His sword at hand.
While Kyo was - currently - unable to use any Hohō, that did not mean he lacked speed. Contrary to the way he moved around, his athletic speed allowed him to be quite fast - for a Shinigami that did not use Hohō that is.
And so, his body stood at attention, ready to pounce at a moment's notice, possibly even reaching the Hollow from how near he was currently. 10 steps away. Less than a second to reach it. Even less to stab it and let it break down if it left, it's death assured.
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"Sir, yes sir!"

Our voices were heard. 6th seat of 13th Division, Shinjitsu Kyo. His name unknown to most, but not to me. He had lost a partner in the past, allowing him to learn his Shikai and call upon it, killing a low leveled Arrancar.
A story many would find boring, had they not known that it was an ambush set by a huge number of Hollows with stealth capabilities.
And so, our groups went forth, Kikanshinkis at hand, as we performed Konsō and erased the memories of humans at moments when we could both assure their safety, as well as to drag them away - one member of each group in a Gigai in order to do so.
It will take a long time to reach the fight, as we move slowly, remain vigilant, and all 4 of us look at all four directions continuously in case anything comes.
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His eyes had seen the Hollow fall to its knees, an action Kyo translated as it trying to escape and thus, Kyo moves, his sword at his right hand and his other hand to the side, as his body let go, his movement itself fast - at least for someone incapable of Hohō - and his aim true. His leg muscles would distort, the physical energy put within making his clothing and his shin guards to scream, as he pushed forth breaking some of the battle-scarred pavement underneath of him, as he finally shot his body forth.

Before Kyo starts running

Chūkū Ha was pointed forth, both of his hands upon the hilt - the right one holding it like a normal sword, while the other in an angle holding the end of the "T" shape. His sneak attack culminating to this stab, his target being the bat shaped Hollow's head - between the 2 eyes, for it was the easiest spot, as at that moment the Hollow had reached the lowest point of its kneeling action.
He knew that it was not something needed, as an action, yet his intervention was to assure that nothing would go wrong. Furthermore, it was here that his Reiatsu went on full force, as if the people around him were within a body of water - the flow hitting upon them in a lightly strong manner, while the ebb would change it all, creating a suction force around Kyo that it's core was Kyo's own body. It was done, in order to drag the Unseated Shinigami that followed him with him, as well as to drown out any Reiryoku based attacks by making them go out of control and towards Kyo's body, while also trying to force the Hollow to stagger in order for his sneak attack to be true.
And in the case that his attack stayed true to its actions, but the Hollow left, the void that would form forth from that attack of his, would simply start a process that its final destination was the full implosion of the Hollow, its existence being one that would feel like a lie - like never having existed.
And with Kyo's actions, a sound follows.

"Oh shiiiiiiiiii………!"

It is Pureidekinai Kyarakutā, the female Shinigami following Kyo. Or to be more precise, she was dragged, like a magnet stuck on another magnet's magnetic field.
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"Shinjitsu-san started fighting! Keep it up and focus on whether anything appears!"

Our actions fast. With Kikanshinkis at our hands, we have managed to make our way - slowly, yes, but - surely around the danger area. Our distance is kept at a minimum of 150 to 250 meters from the spot where Shinjitsu-san had gone to, where another Shinigami is at, as well as two Quincies.

 

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It appeared the hollow had kept its eye on her as well, despite being somewhat engaged with Lieutenant Hageshi, it had gotten away from the Lieutenant, but had found itself charging at Oyama, She would have swung but something in her froze up; though her heart was racing she found herself standing still unable to swing as it ran passed her, and in doing so a Cero blast or two was created, and sent into the ground, causing an explosion. This in turn sent her flying from her spot, and where she would and hit her head upon the ground knocking her out for but a moment, dropping her zanpakuto in the process.

Laughter could be heard, as Oyama opened up her eyes, everything was slowed down in her head as she looked up to see Furia looking down at her as she was on the ground. She saw her other half, but anyone else? No Oyama would only be looking up as keeled over before speaking to Oyama.
“You failed to swing!”
Furia knew too well that Oyama was too heistant, and her nerves would get the better of her, like they did when the training session happened with Arashi. It was to come with the hollow if not even worse, but she was willing to watch and not intervene as it was amusing her enough so that she was laughing at Oyama’s failure.
“Shut… up…”
Its all she could say as she began to push herself up, she was determined to remain in control of herself, and it seemed that she was able maintain her control. Though she wasn’t to sure why Furia didn’t take control, like she had in the past… Thankful though that Furia didn’t bother to take over.
she pushed herself, with some ease, it seemed her wounds have healed by someone? She couldn’t explain it but it was certainly feeling good, her head shook as she finally regained her senses, only to see Omoni attempting to choke out the hollow. The lieutenant was a crazy one that’s for sure, but one that she was certainly looking up to both literally and figuratively, she wanted to learn from the giantess.
“OI! YOU GONNA WRAP THIS GUY UP OR NOT?!”
Just the yell and the fact that she was around the lieutenant made her feel more confident in her abilities, infact she felt a little more powerful that she did when she first entered the World of the Living. Even more so when she began to place her hands together; where a yellow light began to form around her hands once more.
“Bakudō #4. Hainawa”
With everyone being so close it would be difficult for both Omoni and the hollow to avoid the Kido but it would bind the two together, maybe the Lieutenant wanted this, it would help prevent the hollow from escaping. Still she couldn’t take a chance with this hollow and its willingness to escape, she couldn’t blame it, it was only nature for this beast so she had thought of another way to ensure the beastly hollow would not escape. She moved herself down to pick up her zanpakuto, and moved her blade forward, aiming to slide her blade into the beasts thighs. It would be painful for the beast if she had made the cut, as she was aiming to push it in deep just to make the leg useless when moving, before quickly sliding her blade out and moving it an arm. Sure the beast might have been trashing about, but she was confident in the Kido spell and the lieutenant.
“If you think you’re going to regenerate anytime soon you won’t be able to anytime soon, come with us and you won’t have to suffer any more injuries.”
She felt herself being a little cruel even if it was a hollow, but she wanted to make sure the beast wasn’t going try to escape, and hopefully her actions she used against this hollow would somewhat pacify it into following the two into a portal that she was going to stab her zan into air and open up a portal, if the hollow complied, had he not she would have more than likely aimed to cut into the hollows other leg.

 

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“If you’re here to play pretend then go home.”
“Play pretend? Mir?”
Feigning ignorance, Blume simply placed her arms behind her back and watched as Silas’ attack roared through downtown and she was unamused at just how much he had to make a courtesy display of what he was capable of doing. Feeling the ground tremble beneath her feet, the young head observed as the older Quincy puff his chest out so proudly over a single strike. While he may have thought that she was simply wasting time, it was none other than himself who was playing pretend. If he were as serious as he was placing himself to be, taking care of a hollow in one fell swoop wouldn’t have been a problem. Cerulean orbs scanned the horizons of the sleeping town of Karakura, holding a blank expression as she did a full rotation before her attention fell on the area where Silas closed in on the Hollow.
Karakura. Though her birthplace, she had no sentiments that resided within the little town. It was Silas’ problem for being so focused on just the town instead of its people. What was supposed to be his people that he should be convincing, Blume had already infected them with her presence; Silas was alone, ultimately, save for his little followers that could be dropped or swayed with a swipe of a hand. She would not do such a thing. Not as of yet, anyway. When the time came, she wanted it to be devastating. Openly mocking her and having the gall to use this situation as an outlet to show-off -- to who, she still had no idea. Her staying out of the fray was more or less to gauge just how much of a threat that this contender would be to her plans.
Looking on, she had little to worry about.
At the arrival of the Shinigami, Blume simply tilted her head towards the little blond dressed in their uniformed, black robes, releasing a portion of his spiritual energy as a form of intimidation towards the beast that wreaked havoc among the quiet streets of Karakura. Blade raised, and golden aura circulating around the soul reaper, he charged forth, shouting out at the top of his lungs some sort of phrase that released and reformed his weapon into a pair of different weapons, earning Blume’s curiosity. She’d have to ask her little Hyouzoku about this ability later on when she had the time.
Across the town, Blume managed to peek at a bright glow that emitted from the sky, far too bright and quick to be a star. Under the light of the moon, shadows danced across the sky and came crashing down with a war cry:
“RRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
And a massive explosion to follow. Not too far from there, a red glow formed within the sky, waving and forming characters only to be interrupted and disturbed. From then on, the continuous plumes of dust and debris only grew as the other beast pillaged through houses and the Shinigami answered in equal force, if not more. Honestly, always the last to arrive, but hopefully they were thorough. If both Dominic and Fredrick knew, they’d stay far out of Shinigami's path. Conflicting with them, especially in their line of work, would result in a race war, and Blume knew that the Quincy were far from being anything remotely ready, let alone united. Mia would keep them in line. She had little to worry about otherwise.
Mia listened as the two males made a sound choice to stay out of the pursuit once the Shinigami arrived. She was ready to take them down if necessary had they stepped out of line, but they possessed the sense to hold back, even against Dominic’s tongue lashing that berated the late arrival of the Shinigami. It wasn’t as if she blamed him… their response times were always lacking…
“The Shinigami should be able to clean up their own mess. That little blue one over there had called for backup. It is best for us to retreat back to Lady Diamante. If perhaps these Shinigami try to stir trouble, we must avoid it at all costs.”
Sliding her right foot against the platform and lowered herself down to the two Quincy, expression unwavering. It wasn’t a request. Knowing that her Lady would decide the same, Mia would make sure to perform as she would without her standing before her. Once they had boarded once more, Mia would make her way back to Blume, that had yet to move from her place that looked over the battle between Silas, that blond Shinigami, and the hollow.
“My Lady.”
“You’re early. Have the two Shinigami on your end finished with their hollow?”
“It seems that they’re not intent on slaying it, but instead capturing it. With the power of the gargantuan woman, she could easily wipe out its existence, but they seem to be avoiding the latter.”
A small hum came, the young Diamante intrigued even further. Shinigami capturing hollows instead of purifying them? What exactly was going on in the Soul Society? Gently did the corners of her lips lift in amusement, a sharp exhale through her nose sounding as she released a gentle huff before turning to Dominic. She felt bad. He was excited, and more than ready to destroy the scum that existed in their world.
“My apologies, Dominic. I should’ve been much quicker. At least you would’ve been able to throw in a punch or two. Do forgive me.”
In the distance, Blume could sense the many bodies that leaped around in search of the fights. So the Shinigami had called for reinforcements. And so many at that… Honestly, were the three that were currently engaged not enough for these two beasts? Though it may be possible that these Shinigami, save for the large woman, were just fodder compared to the two that she had come across in Naruki. And those that just arrived? It was like a walking buffet for any more Hollows that may be lurking around for another meal just cruising by.
“This drama should be over soon enough… You’d think that these Shinigami would be a part of a traveling circus with the way they perform.” Turning her attention to Mia, Blume raised a brow as if to ask if there was anything else worth mentioning. All she received was a shake of the head. As much as she would like to leave… She had to stay and watch. Everyone and everything. If somehow they didn’t manage to tie their loose ends…
“Nervig.”

 

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After his release of those two ceros, within the center of his chest, a blue hue begins its reveal. He’d heard the clatter of that Shinigami’s blade fall from her hands, and just as he was to pounce, he was mounted like a horse and began bucking wildly to get this Shinigami off of his back. First, it was his arms that she held down and in place with a grip tight like a vice. Feral growls escaped the Hollow and he thrashed around wildly, even as the sharpened pikes from the released weapon dug into the flesh of his throat and pierced it. He was high off the adrenaline, and having dismembered himself so often within the duration of their encounter, what was a small spike digging into his esophagus going to do? Power versus power, the beast made sure to match the one latched against his back as if her life depended on it. The light continues to grow brighter, and he is soundless despite that burning sensation that begins to spread. From his observations prior to his transformation, these beings slew away at things like him without hesitation, so why not now?
Why were they so intent on holding him captive?
Were they sick in the head?
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Or did they have something else planned for him?
“OI! YOU GONNA WRAP THIS GUY UP OR NOT?!”
The leech screamed out in the direction of her injured comrade, blown away by the power of his dual ceros. Seeing the smaller one begin to rise, he charged forth, closing the gap between him and the blue-haired caster from two meters to one. He'd managed to clamp his claws deep into the flesh of the vicious shinigami that held onto him as he moved. If she wanted to stay locked on so bad, he would keep it that way. Even with the baggage that tried to slow him down, the strength that resided in his legs pushed him forward effortlessly. The yellow rope that shot towards him would make contact with him just as he came within that meter's worth of distance between them, though not before he managed to kick up the dust in the direction of the caster’s eyes upon the release of the spell to keep Omoni and him together as closely as possible.
If not deterred by the ominous glow within the center of his person, then surely this would have some merit to it that would distract and divert the caster from her prior task after casting her spell. Regardless of his success, the beast continues to grow brighter and brighter. Whatever it was that they had planned, he’d see to it that they would fail, even if it meant ending himself to do it. If they could not save him in his most needed times, he would not aid them, in life nor death, by his own volition nor by force. Shinigami were the worst, and if he managed to take a couple down with him, so be it. There was nothing that would stop the self-destruction he intended. Long before either Shinigami would be able to realize the intent, it’d have been far too late, and leaving unscathed would prove difficult to even the most skilled. The destruction was imminent after the final distraction tactic.
His maw parts.
“You… will not have… this body…”
From the center of his chest erupts the cero that he’d once formed and swallowed upon his fleeing from the beast that pressed against his back. Upon its reveal, that bright and shining light would compact down into a speck of light before exploding into a violent surge of disastrous energy that would send buildings whole and broken to crumble beneath the intensity of the raw and wild power that this hollow held. The energy soared to the heavens and piercing through the clouds; it reached towards the horizon where heaven met earth, forming an inverted cross formation that made the clouds and debris swirl around the beacon that was the Beast they wished to reign. It ripped and tore him apart from the inside, and his roars were deafened by the howls of the winds that whipped around them, creating a whirlwind that sucked everything not strong enough towards the center.
The captive monster would release a series of gargled chuckles as blood poured from his wounds. Much like his hollow hole, his chest cavity was open to the world, visible straight through to the back, but considerably larger as he forfeits and sacrifices a wound that stretches from his right shoulder down to his left pectoral. Everything in between was practically vaporized, safe for the morsel of muscle and skin that kept his head upright. The power, so potent, would result in the Shinigami that rested against his backside in being viable to obtaining a similar wound, due to the bakudo cast by the smaller Shinigami that held them in place and locked all movements from either party. Being in much closer proximity, it was nearly unavoidable. Both would find themselves with severe damage that would leave them with wounds and burns littered across all parts of their bodies had they been unable to escape, though the caster would not suffer as intense as the one who'd held onto him with no consideration of releasing her prey. The intensity of the cero would burn and tear away at anything and everything within fifty meters distance from where they stood. The effects of his attack have caused the mask that sits upon his face to have split across different areas, the largest spreading up from the left side of his jaw, up to his right temple. It begins to crumble. His body begins to peel and break apart, a motion similar to disintegration. If they had somehow managed to survive, unconsciousness would befall their weakened bodies.
“You… who have failed to save me… will fail once more… Whatever your intentions… may be.”
His chuckles grow into devilish cackling that seems to die in the roar of the flurry of power that was beginning to dissipate, but not fast enough. There is no use in any attempts to save him after his undoing. The hollow has destroyed himself without hesitation or further thought. He knew that he would perish in this exchange; however, he never thought that it would be of his own volition.
He stands tall until he is nothing more.
These shinigami were selfish, so he would be too.

 

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At first it looked like things were going to go her way. Holding onto the Hollow like a vice while Oyama utilized a Kido to capture it seemed like a sound strategy...until it wasn’t. In the heat of the battle Omoni Hageshi had been so preoccupied with succeeding in the mission that she had managed to miss the first cero brewing in the monster’s maw. In fact she’d been so distracted with her own agenda that she had not noticed until it was too late to salvage the situation and when his talons sunk themselves deep into her flesh it tipped her off that what he had plotted for them was going to be disastrous.
Without flinching, before the golden rope lashed them together, Omoni tore herself away from the beast’s claws and in the process ripped portions of her muscle and skin. The pain that resulted coursed through her and served her in the only way it was accustomed by acting as a sort of a boost for Hageshi. Instead of hindering her actions further, the woman became one hundred times more brutish and direct. At once, she released her target and violently burst forward then reached out trying to take hold of the young blue haired girl by hooking one of her mighty arms around Oyama’s torso. From there, using the remainder of the effects from her cigar, they flashed away and retreated thereby abandoning the Hollow to erupt in a fate of its own devise.
Managing to get away from the initial blast was what was most important now and also saving the life of the thirteenth division member tasked with accompanying her on the deadly mission. So they backtracked, crossing the distance it had taken them to get to where they had been in just under a few seconds. She had taken the opportunity to dive around a few unscathed buildings one hundred yards further from where they had appeared initially for cover just as the brilliant white light swallowed everything within range.

After the smoke cleared away, Omoni peered out. Destruction laid the land barren with no sign of life. She had been a fool. How was it that she overlooked such an important detail, that she had not seen it at all?! Inwardly, a familiar grumble took over all of the violent rage brewing in the subconscious mind of the Lieutenant. Until now, the bulbous empress had remained silent and had not tried to bother her but as the weight of her failure crashed onto Omoni’s shoulders she saw an opportunity to insert her cruel commentary.

“ Ya failed. I knew ya would too. Coulda told ya but where’s the fun in that? KEKEKE!!! ”
Hageshi’s jaw clenched. The medic was forced to listen while the gloating spirit cackled. Below, where her feet were stood, a pool of crimson had accumulated. It’s radiant red stained her white socks as it drooled down her legs. In the back of her shoulder blades, there were three shards of rubble from debris that had burrowed deeply in. Adrenaline and pain sensors working in tandem along with the woman’s astounding durability kept her on her feet at this point. There would come a time she’d need to succumb and find aid but it was not now.
“ Yer’ never gonna be able to help yer’ friend now. Ya never really could. They’re all gonna die and it’s gonna be all yer’ fault. KEKEKEKEKE!!!! ”
Ignoring her own injuries, Omoni turned to see how Oyama was fairing. In all of the ruckus she hadn’t been able to assess exactly what injuries the girl suffered from if she did at all and needed to make sure the girl was alright.
“Yer’ useless.”
“ Are you okay? ”