OOC: This here post will be for spirit power please. Assuming I’m allowed to post here? Oh ya if anyone wants to jump in go ahead, if not I’ll just rip up some more humans.

IC: Thick rain drops collided with him and the wind buffeted his slim frame. It seemed as if the heavens themselves recognized his evil and was trying to dispel it. He chuckled at his own though, it would take more than weather to pry him away from this feast.

The dirty streets of west London; plagued by gangs, drunks, hobo’s, murderers and rapists. Yummei breathed in deeply and the stench of corruption broke harshly against his nose. Damn! This was his kind of place.

He tracked through back alleys, following only his nose that picked up the stench of filth… the stench of evil. Murderers have a certain smell to them, a stench of permanent anxiety soured with cruel arrogance and he found fucking beautiful to dine on the flesh of something so evil. For although Hollows kill more Humans than any murderer ever could they did it out of necessity and nature and most weren’t evil but a Human who takes life for pleasure… Oh baby they’re a real treat.

Working his way through sodden muck and the rancid filth of this mostly unseen part of the city he sighted his first victim a tall black guy, well built and dressed in an old hoodie a worn out jacket, a pair of Jeans and black trainers. He rubbed his hands together to work the cold out of his fingers and spat into the corner mumbling to himself something that Yummei didn’t particularly care enough to listen for.

Yummei eyed him and took notice of the way he seemed to have a permanent tension in his shoulders, a gift of his time in prison no doubt. And the hard cold eyes that he surveyed everything with, this truly was a fine example of all that was bad in the world. And it was getting him hard, in a metaphorical sense since he no longer had the male reproductive organ; a fact that strangely didn’t bother him.

Stepping forward slightly he let out a light wave of energy to alert this dark creature to his presence. Struck by the cold chill the seemed to wash over him the hooded man spun around and squinted in his direction. Craning his neck and trying without success to see into the darkness, the clichéd reaction almost brought a smile to Yummei’s lips.

‘Yo who’s there….. who the fuck’s there?’ Anger creased his features creating and ugly mask that held within it years of hate and resentment. Reaching down he picked up half of a broken brick of the ground, and hefting it he lobbed it into the darkness missing Yummei by a good way.

Yummei Chuckled deep in his throat and half stepped forward bringing his frame into the light but giving no detail of his features.

‘Yo pussy get the fuck out of here no before I fuck you up…. Didn’t you hear me bitch I said…’


‘I heard what you said but I’m afraid you smell to good to pass up.’ At this a look of fear flashed across the mans face quickly stifled and replaced with the mask of rage again.

‘The fuck… I smell to good… come here bitch I’m gona slice you up!’ And pulling out a knife from the waist of his jeans he stepped towards Yummei, towards his death.

Without moving Yummei released a wave of reatsu the chocked of the air from the humans lung s and then bending his fierce energy to his will he raped the human in tendrils of fiery reatsu and brought him to bear but inches from his own face.

Fear was plastered across his features now, it came of him in waves and Yummei could taste it heavy upon the air. Letting his tongue flick out he caught some of the heavy perspiration forming on the mans brow and it tasted hot and salty upon his tongue.

He breathed in deeply and in the worked up state he was in a low growl formed and produced a whimper from his victim. Opening his jaw he extended his mouth to its full width and with his sharp fangs biting into his victims face he gorged on sweet human flesh and terrified screams.

+1.5 Spirit Power to Xavier

The darkness of the night seemed oppressive, as if it was a dark hand wrapped tightly around his chest, around his lungs. The rain didn't help. "I hate London," he said to himself. "It's too...wet." He groaned dismally. So far as he could tell, there was nothing here to concern himself with.

Ryouta was currently crouched underneath a small canopy that belonged to some store, trying to stay dry with little success, as the wind blew the raindrops into him more often than the tarp. He sighed loudly. And then he felt something strange, like he had seen something sinister out of the corner of his peripheral vision. The hair on the back of his neck raised a little. Suddenly, a flare of reiatsu! A Hollow's reiatsu.

He flash stepped away from under his meager cover, appearing on the rooftop of a nearby building. "That way..." he muttered to himself. Ryouta began running quietly along the rooftops of London; not bothering to keep silent- the rain did a good job of masking his movement. Ryouta knew he was close. He peered over the edge of the building and saw a horrific sight; a large reptilian creature feasting on what was once a live human being. Ryouta knew Hollows fed on Pluses...but he had never seen a Hollow kill a human being that was still alive before. The records showed that it happened- but it was rare.

He looked at it more closely as it continued to feast. It was definitely different from the average Hollow- more powerful. Perhaps an Adjuchas or a Vasto Lorde? Ryouta drew both of his Zanpakuto silently. Any Hollow that killed live humans was probably going to be a threat if it ever reached Arrancar-level, considering the cruelty and brutality obviously involved in the killing. This one would have to go.

Ryouta flash stepped down behind it, right ninjato pointed down- he thrust down with it towards its exposed neck, right under the skull.

ooc: not quite sure if this deserves points...but whatever. i just want to be the first to rp with xav, considering his long awaited return

OOC: Will reply over the weekend.