[BSD-RP] Human World: Naruki City

[Shinigami]

Damnit, his attack only phased through it. Though he wondered can this beast only be in two phases? Physical and none Physical, and soon after a blast came from Avi, that was close enough that he twisted his Seele Schnieder towards it, absorbing what he could and making it stronger. Though he could not passively absorbe reshi, he was actively absorbing what he could around him and Avillio. A difficult task but he would soon find that the large wound inflicted upon him would be causing more pain. It felt like his arm was just becoming numb, yet he was feeling like he was going to freeze to death, the loss in blood coupled with that freezing pain that was following, he had to do something about it.
It was a struggle to move his hand towards his back, reaching down and carefully plucked three of his ginto. One he would crack one open and bring it towards the wound entrance, once the liquid Reshi would hit his muscle and blood, it would amplify Blut Vene, to which the blue lines across his body began to glow brightly preventing the frost bite to travel any further than It had already done so. Though it was a stop measure, as there was no Reshi in this area, to help him from bleeding out or freezing to death. By no means this was on the level of ransōtengai, It was but he could move.
Now that the frost bite and fatal wound was halted he would push himself up, before cracking open the two other gintos in his hand and pour it onto the seele schnieder’s blade, causing a brighter glow. Hopefully the beast went tunnel visioned onto the white haired male. For this theory to work he would risk quite a bit. Once again he would form his Singende Säge a struggle as it seemed to draw a bit of Reshi from his hand.
Once it had formed he would quickly bring the charged seele schnieder, towards the barrel, top of his barrel, once it was near the barrel’s top would open up and pull the seele schiender into his gun. It almost seemed light lighting was coming out from the barrels air holes but it was just the energy it was trying to contain. With that he would use Hirenkyaku, and appear just above the beast’s head, in fact they were so close that it was risk to himself as well as the White haired male, whos name escaped him for the moment.
“PANZER!” CLIIIICKKKKK BOOOOOOOM!!! “SCHUSS!!!”
He had his barrel pointed directly at the beasts head, and only a few feet away as well, leaving little time to react to such an attack. The blast itself would most likely engulf the beast entirely, and destroy the ground that was underneath it. He aimed to destroy it like a hollow, and hopefully this rather large and rather powerful attack would destroy it entirely, though he hoped his theory was right. As soon as his shot fired, a shock wave would come out, sending himself flying back, and due to how close they were to the white haired male, he would most likely be sent flying back. He wished he had the chance to use Gritz onto him, but had he taken the time in doing so he would have risked giving time for the Reindeer beast to react.
His landing was by no means greatful, as he would fall directly onto his back, to where his air was knocked out from him for a few seconds. Though thanks to his blut vene he was able to hold his own to where he would pull himself up and quickly slap in a drum magazine into his gun, before pointing it around and waiting for the enemy to show their selves; though by this point he was a little further away from the other two, A mixed reaction came from him, as he didn’t have to worry about them causing drowsiness to him, but also he was now alone against what ever was to come next.

 

[Shinigami]

Dear old saint nick would be quite upset to find nothing in the stead of his attack. If there was one thing quincy spell casting bolstered that a shinigami’s kido could never hope to compete with was its ability to be altered. Gritz malleable by design its film like structure always folding outward and around its targeted space like a hunting spider casting its net on a meal. He could find that his piece of coal rang true but as a result there was no Silas to make contact with as things began to unfold. It was never meant to deflect in fact it was meant to completely engulf the piece of coal in any interaction Gritz was never designed for deflection so just as santa hoped it would pierce this silver veil it would only crumple like paper. Silas form seemingly going up in a bolt of lightning the very moment it attempted to make contact. If one had rewound things like a VHS and taken a look at Silas’ position they could find that there was much more at work than simply keeping his position warm. The amount of static and magnetic pull he held in his means of manipulating reishi as well as using a particular quincy device to manipulate kishi to his advantage. His body going up in a streak of electricity wasn’t very hard at all but, the end result was that before Klaus could have his piece of coal burn clean through Gritz his image would blur. This in turn meant that Mr.Klaus’ attempt to strike him down with a scorching heat and blaze of glory would’ve been for folly. Had Mr. Klaus really been capable of seeing so boldly into the future to understand Silas’ inner workings or even what was to come he could find that Silas would’ve only been adjusting his glasses if Gritz had fallen. In the scenario that dear old Santa had hoped for where his coal would pierce gritz and strike down silas in which he would go up in flames would go awry. Hirenkyaku, a quincy’s bread and butter when it came to hit and run tactics or merely avoiding something. Albeit when gritz began to fold in on itself in order to catch the coal and slow it down one could find Silas’ form becoming a complete blur. This simply led to him vanishing and moving several feet back in order to still be capable of seeing Santa take his leave.

It was simple really if Gritz could without issue contain other quincy, let alone hollows without a need to deflect but instead envelope them, this piece of coal was no different. It would find itself merely burning up all on its lonesome. Even if Silas had stayed within and let his Gritz burn with him inside it, it would’ve been to his advantage as they would’ve been flames comprised of his own reiryoku first and foremost before coming as a means of entrapment. Something that Silas bolstered as a quincy and effectively as an heir to a long lineage of other quincy leaders in the past was his vast knowledge and understanding of their methods. In the end Santa’s attempt to puncture and therefore set the lot of Silas and his Gritz ablaze was a gutterball. He sought to strike down Silas only for it to be to no avail. It reminded him of his fathers saying whenever he sought to reduce someone to ash. ’No blood, no bone, no ash. Sila’s Gritz was had still caught a blaze but rather than simply falter at the speed of this object it clamped down like a bear trap taking it in at the mere whim of Silas becoming thick and sturdy as it folded inward on itself only to burn on the spot.

In the end Silas was touched by the aspect of saint nicks ruthlessness by design. However it wasn’t going to mean much if he couldn’t actually handle the opponents set before him. A vanguard for humanity in a way even the shinigami who were late still felt the need to chip in. His fingers now pressed upon the center of his glasses as he was in motion again already in pursuit of Mr. Klaus once more. There was something off about the interaction prior the lack of blood and even has Gritz burned in the distance the interaction as a whole simply felt off. Strange, indeed as things came to pan out. Shinigami joining the fray, the aid of fullbringers, this was turning out to be quite the altercation when it all came down to it. Perhaps Silas owed someone thanks once things were said and done only time would tell as he soon arrived on the scene. It would seem as though the Shinigami who had arrived were worth their salt, giving off that essence of electricity pulling Silas in like a beacon as he soon arrived to see Klaus being sent asunder. Silas was quick to remove himself from the presence of the upcoming eruption of debris. His form seemingly vanished from sight as he moved into a seeming point of concealment with his bow drawn once more. However there was something different about this instance as he appeared to be holding a seele schneider. Its form as classic as ever as he drew back the thread of his bow and fired it into a nearby building which may have even been potentially reduced to nothing but rubble from Santa’s vibrant display of aggression. As much as Silas would love to see a shinigami burn for their respective transgressions on his ancestors now wasn’t the time. In fact it was likely a time for change between the two races as a whole and as such Silas could only hope the shinigami that joined him managed to remain safe. Silas now well outside of the range of Santa’s respective upheaval prepared a standard Heilig pfeil and aimed it directly into the heavens. While Santa remained occupied with his current combatant Silas took the time to lay the seeds of his destruction or so he hoped as he loosed his arrow. Its tesla coil head soaring concealed into the murky heavens waiting, biding its time, but most importantly awaiting a command. However Silas was still poised for whatever may arise as he lay in wait to get a clear view of the situation perhaps even make a few friends in the process.

 

[Shinigami]

The object that is in question that was meant to harm the city mask Avenger seemingly. It phases through his body as if he didn't exist, through the eyes of his peers, it would be that he was too fast for the eyes to keep up. However, that would be inadequate to say, for it wasn't some talent for being fast but rather that the area around him slowed through his perception and others that were in danger. Luckily the Quincy would have been protected through such means, given Mikoto's ability to control objects or others of his choosing. Regardless if he could dodge from the deadly attack, he would have some support to ensure his safety from severe harm.

In the meantime, Masked Avenger was successful in avoiding harm, but he did not focus too much on the things around him very much since the target was Santa Claus. Suddenly, Mikoto's focus was being disrupted as if everything he was trying to grasp on mentally was becoming blank, emptied, becoming unaware of everything around him, completely shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't see anything. Almost making him feel like the darkness that clouded his heart from his parent's death, where Mikoto fell deep into the hole, everything in view was nothing but pure blackness. Being in this obscurity played tricks on his mind, having thought of the people he lost.
Finding just ahead of his view was a poor small boy, standing near his two bodies covered in blood with life no longer in their eyes. Tears flowed from this poor boy eyes, as the Masked Avenger watched as his mind replayed that moment of a past, a past he lived through every day. Some may believe that this was all part of the Santa Claus doing, but it truly wasn't. That creature couldn't possibly conjure up a past memory like that, a past hardly anyone knows of. In Mikoto's mind, The Avenger forgotten all about his objective, the mission to stop this raging Santa Claus from harming.
This blackout field triggers a dark secret, where Mikoto harbored those vague feelings within his mind, where those very feelings were anger and sadness. The fire that burns through his very veins for revenge but also the very fire he became ignorant of. These flames outside of this black dimension that he was placed in were burning the rooftop, whether he was aware of this or not. His suit was designed to the highest grade of technology, including resistance to things such as fire, for instance. So no harm should come to him, but his suit wouldn't look spanking new either. It would show a few scorch marks here or there, to show that it isn't enduring, once this is all done. He would more likely have to repair the damages to his wardrobe. But first, he would have to get himself together and escape this darkness.

 

[Shinigami]

It was an angry shocked look that made Tsukune realize and witness the flames he erupted were doing nothing to the large venison chop, that and no singed hair smell. For a moment he wondered how that could be, if it was physically there. The snow was being unaffected by his heat as well, making him burn it hotter than he normally let out. It was strenuous and tiresome, but if anything he did learn showing a moment of weakness these beasts meant they were going to counter, and he anticipated it. The only problem was, his body wasn't agreeing well with the thoughts in his head. The weather effects he was emitting were slowly wearing down due to him getting tired already. He could feel his feet and arms getting cold.
His wounds continued to bleed as the animal reared and prepared to headbutt him yet again. He'd spin the burning pan before putting it in front of him like a shield, but blinked as Fredrick made his way in front of him, between himself and the deer burger. His eyes widened as the man caused an explosion of sorts aimed at the strange animal, before yelling aloud as he got swooped back and away with it. Tsukune landed hard from the explosion, but the skillet he held acted as a shield against the cold hard ground, it's burner acting as a sled. He would attempt to catch Fredrick with it, the fires if he landed in the pot would probably warm Fredrick up a bit, but also make him a little sick or queasy.
Once he was safe on the ground Tsukune would slip him out of the pan, then splash grease in it to raise the flames in it again. He'd turn his own pan against himself and sizzle it onto his skin where his wound is. He'd cauterize his own wound in front of Fredrick, screaming in pain, sticking his face in the snow almost fainting he'd do the other side of the wound for now as well, his cries muffled by the snow. He'd spit some of the snow out and look back at Fredrick.
"D-did we get it yet?"
He'd ask, almost too afraid to hear the answer as "No."

 

[Shinigami]

The furious Saint was sent flying by the ferocious roundhouse planted on his skull, sending the figure flying backwards. Crumbling the building's foundations upon his entry, the debris collapsing onto his body. As soon as the space was created between the two, Shizuka was found readjusting himself into a standing straight position, picking up his feet momentarily to release his sandals from being encroached under the asphalt. The pressure of Santa's weight was divulging him deeper into the earth with every passing millisecond. The Quincy male had arrived as Shizuka was inching his way out of the crater, the Quincy landing to the side of him around several feet away. He ignored Shizuka's friendly attempt to make conversation, but he suddenly fired his arrow into the crumbled debris of the building that the creature lie. Without any words this let Shizuka know what this man's goal was, he was glad he wasn't blindsided by any faction wars or anything of the past. It was refreshing to know that even Quincies could have a sense of justice in the face of a common foe.
Shizuka let out a smirk and without facing Silas said
"Glad we're on the same page here."
Shizuka did not face towards the Quincy for a reason, because immediately after his arrow shot inside of the building he began to hear a strong rumble commence from the building.
It was not over yet.

BOOOM
Immediately afterwards the large Saint let out a roar of energy from the building, as he emerged like a titan from the crumbled debris. His once absent life energy and spiritual pressure was now visible and had viscosity on it's exertion.
“You’ve been a naughty little brat. I will stain these streets red with your blood, and ride victorious on a sleigh made of your bones!”
Shizuka and Silas would be able to see the souls of the dead clearly wrapping around through the air as they surrounded the powerful Klaus. Swirling around, it began to look almost as if the Saint was absorbing the power from the souls he had collected so far, exponentially boosting his power. As the pressure flooded the area, the surroundings became even colder than before reaching a frighteningly negative temperature that collided with the already cold city of Naruki. Reaching even through Shizuka's severely dampened reiatsu giving him chills.
Shizuka holding his fragmented tsuba in front of his face to guard against the wind and debris flying around, immediately felt the DIFFERENT reiatsu signature that was emanating from the man. As the turbulence flooded the sound in the area around the three individuals, the latter yelled out while still guarding his face so Silas could hear
"Yeah, this Santa Klaus guy we know is actually not really a living thing at all. He doesn't have the signature of a Hollow, Shinigami, Human, or a Quincy and he's been consuming souls as a treat just by judging from his energy! This thing is a Bount! and he's immortal!"
That was just a piece of information Shizuka knew about the tribe of Bounts, that was given knowledge from Shin'o Academy. For the most part, Shinigami who end up having some form jurisdiction over the WOTL have common knowledge about these beings. A rare species who've been depicted as the one of the "Wonders or Myths of the World' who in truth can only survive off the strength of souls to truly retain their immortality. They had no other ulterior motives other than to be nuisances and murder innocent souls, at least from Shizuka's perspective. Given their immortality as well, would explain why the Soul Society can not deal with such threats like this eternities on end. Still, there had to be someway to stop the current havoc this being was causing. If Shizuka did not do it, then he would be no better than Arashi Suta, the man he chastised just a few months ago.
As the Saint stopped his charging, the debris flying through the air landed abruptly onto the street crashing into nearby cars and the asphalt below. He put his hands together to his side, and began to charging a energy blast within his palms. Shizuka quickly turned towards the Quincy who was still several feet away and nodded signifying it was time to strike back. The Quincy fired one of his arrows into sky in preparation for an attack, and almost simultaneously Klaus launched his attack directly towards Shizuka.
"Hmph.."
The speed and viscosity of the attack was frightening and it tunneled it's way through the air towards Shizuka. Alot of his options were negated due to the ferocious speed of the attack, and running was not a option due to the devastation the attack could potentially cause to the surroundings and potential frozen citizens in buildings nearby. Not fully comprehending all of the options given inside of his head, he quickly reacted to the first thing on his mind, which was diffusion. Shizuka's reiatsu flickered to an astounding level as he pulled his Zanpakuto from his sheathe which glowed bright blue, in that small instance his sealed Zanpakuto transformed midway into it's sheathe pullout, into a full Zweihander with two lightning coils emanating from its handle. This transition was almost second nature to him, known practitioners of Bankai can instantly form into their Shikai with no release phrase needed. Shizuka then threw his tsuba to the ground upon quickly unsheathing and as the blast encroached towards him he yelled out
Raimei Yōshiki (雷鳴様式 , Thunder Stance)

BOOOOOOOOOM
Less than a second later an enormous thunderclap could be heard from several kilometers away from the origin. Silas and Klaus would feel a strong repulsion of energy hit them, blowing their respective clothing and hair to the side strictly from the force. The deafening clap would also strike their eardrums, making them ring endlessly. There would be smoke emanating from Shizuka's location with a trail of fire encircling his area as if a force field crafted the position of the flames. As the smoke began to clear you could see the devastation of the attack was mediated with Shizuka's released Zanpakuto Hirameku-Hitouchi in his right hand, his blade glowing in a solid white to signify the change of it's state. His right arm that was holding his Zanpakuto was seared all over, the shihakusho sleeve being smoldered all the way up to his shoulder revealing his entire arm.
"That was strong one right there fat ass!"
Shizuka said this as his face held up a triumphant grin, the searing white smoke emanating from his right arm affecting him in the slightest. As he had been subjected to heat miles beyond the one he was experiencing. Just as he even thought about the small pain he was experiencing, Shizuka's reiatsu began to spike significantly in the jagged shape of lightning bolt, continuously surrounding his entire body. The glistening white glow his Shikai's blade exerted, faded away, revealing it's original sharp metallic hue. Upon that change, the temperature around Naruki City as a whole began to increase significantly and rapidly. The buildings once encased in ice, were melting away at a steady pace like a flame was pressed against them. The snowy climate quickly changed into a shining night overcast, erasing all forms of snowy precipitation formed from Klaus' reiatsu all together. As Hirameku-Hitouchi's heat began to spread vastly outwards Shizuka could feel the warmth and presence of a new Shinigami clashing with his own Zanpakuto’s heat, he was excited, and it was nearing time to end this.
Shizuka simply glanced towards Klaus, and stretched his left hand outwards
"Hainawa!"
A thin rope of light would generate out of Shizuka's palm and would stretch outwards heading to Klaus. He anticipated Klaus' movement to try go to the left or right of Shizuka, but he knew the Quincy had something planned for the Saint in the air. So he contorted the light whip to attempt to wrap around his body as a whole in a series of binding rope coiling around to take the area of his body and a plentiful of space around his entire radius. If caught in the rope of light, it would wrap around his entire torso and Shizuka would drag his left arm into the ground restricting the Saint to the ground as well to allow Silas's encroaching setup to activate.