Kajitora followed his Lieutenant faithfully, through the chaotic battleground. As Kaiyo slowed down, Kajitora was looking up at the sky which appeared to lit a flame by the fighting reiatsu the two shinigami were surrounded by. He did not even see the hell butterfly until it landed on Kaiyo's shoulder. It had appeared to him as speck in the sky, proof that he was untested on the battlefield and unfamiliar with the use of hell butterflies. Having never seen one up close, he marveled at it until the commanding of 'Yama-ji' bellowed from it. Kajitora almost jumped out of his skin at the sound of the sudden scary voice!

After Kaiyo had asked if he was ready, he answered, "Yes, I am with you until the end." Internally, he wasn't as sure as he sounded. He was very intelligent in battle but he had never really used his Shikai in battle before. He was hoping this unknown factor would not throw off his fighting ability. He tried to stay positive (which wasn't that hard for him) and thank of it as he had just one more ace up his sleeve; as he shunpo'd with Kaiyo toward their enemy he smiled at the thought of this.

Kaiyo couldn't help herself laugh when she heard Kajitora jump at the sound of the General Commanders voice, she couldn't blame him though, if she hadn't been so used to scary people yelling at her she probably would had reacted the same. Yes, I am with you until the end, Kaiyo could hear the small amount of doubt in Kajitora's voice, but when she had stopped to turn she smiled sincerely at him, staring straight into his eyes, trying to banish whatever little fear he had.

The journey had been relatively short, the pair had flash stepped the entire way, Kaiyo knew that doing exercise when your injured is good, in some situation, as it gets more blood pumping around your body, she had to admit she felt a lot better. Kajitora's healing Kidou had not only had an immediate effect but also a long term healing system, she felt herself regaining her lost energy as she went, although still not 100%.

When they got close to the wall Kaiyo slowed down and held out her hand behind her, signalling for Kajitora to stop, she could feel a high spiritual energy in the air and now she just had to wait for her espada, and hope it wouldn't be too strong, especially in her current state.

OOC:Errm speed please

Jin lept up as the gargantuan tail flew his way, desperately calling for as much reiatsu as he could muster in the short time period to congregate in his feet he had to avoid this tail it was just too...big!

Jin had landed infront of this elephantine hollow this thing was in a completely different league for the other's he'd fought up till now, he'd come out just to silence a few weakling's for a little more sleep and suddenly he was left staring death in the face.

The beast was balanced on four tree trunks like legs supporting a body that looked like the several hippo's had just been crushed together to form one solid mass but as if the thing's size wasnt bad enough, two heads protruded on python like neck's so long and thick and yet with seemingly limitless flexibility. They're mask's wern't a preety sight either the pale white bone like mateiria eachl with two pit's containing the coal black eyes of the hollow always emphasized by that electric yellow pupil...this thing made Jin sick, he'd have probably just left the horror to it's buisness but unfortunately this particular hollow (god know how it had actually fit throught he garganta) had decided to terrorise the women's showering quaters, and this was an act Jin just couldnt abide by. Those quaters were to Jin where the pinnacle of beauty was exhibited, the body of a woman carresed by the surrounding mist all the while water droplets dancing on her skin like an exquisite ballet.

Jin had blushed a little at that thought remnants of that goofy smile of his appearing once more. But that was how he'd ended up in his current mess.

He felt the reiatsu pouring to his lower limbs as he rose through the air from his initial shunpo from the ground, but it wouldnt be enough he had to go higher and that would require Hohou, even as he prepared the technique the shadow of the hollow's lethal limb loomed over him, his kimino rustled quietly in the breeze as he ascended through the light night air the wind whipping at his face, He slammed his foot down praying he'd correctly moulded his reiatsu he was about to stop rising and he was basically parrallel with that damned tail, his foot his foot hit for cool empty night air time seemed to stand still for and instant as he tensed his muscles looking to find his footing...But he'd got it he pushed off the large force a moderate strain on his muscles that had never made these movements before and were completely unfamilliar with they're situation. Further he rose leaping through the sky as easily as climbing a ladder, laughing as the pathetic creatures tail swiped at his from below.

But he had no time for rest this freak had to be taked down now

"Hadou number 4:Byakurai"

what was quickly becoming his signature spell shot from his finger, soaring toward the right head of the demon, but its flexibility let it perform a limbo type move leaving the spell to sail right over it. Jin quickly followed up his strike using shunpo to move stright infront of the beast grinding his blade against its mask, but the left head was no longer happy to sit idily by swinging round to try and grip Jin in its jaws.

A few well placed flash steps and he'd lept over the head as it attacked landing on the back of it's neck plunging his blade in as he did so. This was more than the demon was prepared to handle hollaring in agony flailing its neck while writhing in pain, debris showered Jin as the unreasoning beast smashed through the concrete walls of seretei's buildings blinded by its pain. Struggling in his fight for stability Jin was only managing to hang on by the blade he'd dug into the creature's neck. The beast tried crushing Jin in his position on its neck by raining down an attack with the other head, but Jin had other ideas.

Leaping of the neck he used his Hohou alongside his flash step to move away from the erratic figure running through the air to gain some distance. As he turned back to look at the chaotic insanity of the scene before him he began to recite an incantation

"Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!"

The red light shined above the demon encapsulating it in its warm glow, but the pathetic creature was too enraged to even notice thrashing about like a wild beast. The glow paralysed the beasy and Jin was ready to finish the battle

With his flash step he closed the distance between himself and the figure in stasis, he didn't have much time sweat dripped from his brow as he struggled to still the humoungous mass,
as he reached the soon to be corpse he increased the speed of his shunpo to its maximum flitting all over its body only stopping long enough to carve a gash at each point more and more of the cuts were appearing his speed making his movements near invisible, the unbleeding lacerations showering the Hollow. But he soon reached his limit his reiatsu fast running out, he skidded to a halt landing on the concrete pavement, he had to release the spell, the red glow shattered as the reiatsu fueling it was cut off.

NPC hollow: ARRRRGGGHHHH GHUAAAAA

The staggered cries of agony raced from the hollows lips as its movement was regained its body slowly dissintergrating.

Jin began to take his leave another good deed was done, but he couldnt sleep now he'd have to find out what others horrors gripped seretei.

OOC: +2 to speed for jin.

Npc Vibora: He moved with a natural grace of a deadly viper, and the trained suave of swordsman. His power kept on a tight reign but portrayed in his very movements and the ever so casual way his eyes sucked in every last detail of the surroundings.

He walked in his graceful manner over the strewn bodies and rubble lining the street, a cold splinter of a grin touching his top lip as he envisioned the look on the faces of these people as they had felt his wrath.

His long thin tongue snaked down over his sallow lips for an instant and felt the taste of the air, ah… There was nothing like the stench of blood and death…

Out of the corner of his eyes he caught sight of two shinigami, one a small girl who held herself with a friendly demeanor and carried a band around her arm… lieutenant. The other a more serious looking figure, a samurai from the way he held himself.

Chuckling slowly he walked forwards adding an extra swagger to his walk he made his way slowly to greet them.

In a slithering rasp he said, ‘‘Hello… ssshhhinigami, how are you liking your day sssso far?’’

He chuckled maliciously and eyes the duo.

Sal recoiled from the head butt, no smirk on his face, just a mixture of his own and T-Bones blood. The attack had, thankfully, forced his foe to surrender his grip and the two staggered backwards creating much needed space for the Glaswegian.

No time to relax, now time to capitalize, a storm of red energy flared his way and he sped to the side as it gouged a hole where he had stood. He took the time to wipe the crimson from his face as the Hollow spoke and readying himself for whatever the creature could throw his way.

The monster roared in a strange tongue and raised his sword and then the world seemed to invert, colours flashing to blues, reds, blacks and whites. A coat of lead was thrown across his shoulders, wrapped tightly around his body, and he found his knees tremble under the invisible pressure as the beast was shrouded in a burst of red spirit power. When he finally adjusted to the rising spirit energy and looked up he saw a different creature before him, its entire body was armoured in the same strange white material that made up a Hollows mast and from its head protruded long upward curving horns, the left one broken in half. His foe had almost doubled in size and width, so that now he stood closer to the seven foot mark and out weighed Sal substantially.

"That just isn't fair..." He muttered but fair wasn't the issue here, survival was. He rotated his Zanpakuto so it faced toward the ground and in the blink of an eye he was closing the gap between them. He came to a sliding stop, dust kicking up from his badly worn shoes, and slashed upwards with his Zanpakuto in a one handed strike.

Kaiyo turned slowly, her face aglow with excitement she watched as her opponent, a lizard like hollow with a not too pleasant voice, but small talk was an area Kaiyo had never particulalry enjoyed, 'My days been a bit boring really, i haven't been able to have a proper fight at all' a glint of temptation flew across the girls crystal blue eyes, she let out a small sigh as she unsheathed her Zanpaktou, 'Okay hollow, my name is Kaiyo Saiyouko Lieutenant of the 11th squad and this is Kajitora Miyamoto 10th seat of the 11th squad' the blonde girl gestured towards her companion happliy, throwing a smile to him at the same time.

Kaiyo took one hand off her zanpaktou and scratched the back of her head slightly, moving backwards a bit so that she was in like with Kajitora, she nodded over the lizard man, 'Ready when you are' she smiled.

(ooc: Fighting Skill for elven, please)

Elven’s Tsururi Raiden had hit... Sort of. And Dead Meat’s kick had hit... sort of. Rather than tagging her broken nose again, his kick kind of thumped her forehead and slid across the top of her head. The force of it was enough to scramble her brains a bit. She lost control of her feet, and her shunpo fell to pieces. She flipped and rolled along the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust while trying to get herself sorted out. Her Shikai held firm though, and once she blinked the confusion out of her eyes she oriented on her foe once again.

And she couldn’t help but think, perhaps it is time to rename this stubborn thing?

‘‘Why do you peruse me? I did nothing to you… If it is for the lives of those slain then it is a mission of folly. Your life cannot be worth simply avenging theirs. Surely by now you know that in a fair contest I have the upper hand? So why is it that you seek to deny me my goals!’’ cried out the-hollow-formerly-known-as-Dead-Meat.

Eh? They were here, stopped and nose to nose and suddenly he wants a break down of all the way’s he’s a thief and a freak? What was he? A kid??? She wasn’t into smack talk, much, but since he demanded to know, well, OK then! She took her stance, kept a weather eye on her foe and said:

“Your goals seek to thieve from others what you could not be bothered to do for yourself. I assume that is laziness on your part and the part of all who set forth this absurd attack, rather than a lack of ability. As for not doing anything to us... you and yours have attacked us en force. How many killed now? How much damage to the Seireitei? Is that nothing? Please tell me you are NOT that stupid after all. You’ve shown occasional flashes of intelligence, and I’d hate to have to withdraw my opinion after all!”

She deepened he crouch and met the force of his Sonido directly. She hoped to throw him a bit, as she normally used her shunpo or Kidou to redirect the force of her attacker. No, this moment was a good time to show him the wiry strength her training had given her. Knees flexed and straightened as those claw-like blades worked to keep anything dangerous from hitting her. His force slid her backwards, dust billowing again. But in the end she was right there in his face. Could she pin him here? Keep him from dashing off? Hopefully reinforcements would come and finish him off. He was SO strong, but she had to try.

The sweat their chase had brought up from her chilled and covered her body with a cool layer... dust clung to it giving her an unhealthy pallor. Through it all she kept her eye on his hand... the one that held the all-important sphere... she intended to have it back, even if she had to slice off his hand to get it.

The claw form of her Shikai meant her blades were so much shorter than the average Zanpakuto, and she had learned that she would be easily defeated if she allowed the fight to be held at the normal distance... so she crowded into him. Those sharp fangs of her combative spirit darting in, flashing left and right. The shunpo worked as well in a stationary fight as in a chase, and her arms flailed at a furious speed. Cutting, slicing, jabbing and making ever effort to make this enemy miserable, she fought as she’d never fought before.

OOC:Speed please and i wrote the call in English as I couldn't find the Japanese word for resonate, any help in this area would be much appreciated

Jin had jumped from rooftop to roof top traversing Seretei for any sign's of someone high up enough to actually tell him what the hell was going on, it was his own fault really he noticed the rumours going around, the huddled muttering of those who knew something dark approached, but in his usual fashion he'd once again managed to stay ignorant of what was right there before him, and look how well it had payed off this time. He was possibly the only man in seretei who didnt really understand why the place was flooded with hollow, but he was enjoying it carving through the little freaks brought him a relief in anxiety like he'd never felt before, watching as his power bested bigger and bigger foe's allowed him to gain solace in the knowledge his training was paying off.

But as he should of expected just when it was getting good something had to go wrong, as he'd flash stepped through the chaotic battle field that had formally been the home of the shinigami, he'd managed to stumble into the domain of something terrible, he didnt even know what the hell it was he'd encountered this was just the fiend's spirit pressure, it bore into him draining him of the will to live, sucking from him every morsel of joy before bearing down upon him like a suffocating fog. -PULL YOUSELF TOGETHER IDIOT- whatever the hell this thing was there was no way it was beating him with shear presence, his mind told him to avoid this, every once of his lazy self-centred personality screamed at him that whatever it was that produced this reiatsu wasn't something that Jin should be interfering with.

But then he heard it the defiant voice, the defiant voice of a woman. As he peered into the distance he could see two figures from his rooftop perch, stood on the concrete obviously in some kind of standoff, the reason for this completely eluded him. The taller of the two seemed to be the more dominant, the female clearly struggling against him...but for what. He could only assume the woman to be a shinigami a he couldn't imagine any hollow managing to look that beat up and still breathing, she appeared to be keeping low clearly trying to watch her opponent and gain any possible advantage, BUT WHY! Jin couldn't for the life of him figure out the basis of this scenario but he'd already decided his course of action, he was going to save this woman.

This new foe seemed to have the advantage in Spirit pressure, and from the sound of the kick he swung into the woman's head it would appear he could best Jin in strength too, so really this was now much closer to a suicide mission than a rescue....It was quite worrying how little that was bothering Jin now he'd seen this woman in peril, that was a matter that would definitely require some attention.

As he watched the two in what looked like some form of banter but Jin really couldnt tell he began to flash step forward, the stars of the night sky hundreds of little eye's bearing down upon him, passing in nothing more than a blur. The tiled roof's beneath his feet skimming his toes as he rushed forward, the debris that was carried through the thick night air shattering against his skin like miniscule particles of shrapnel. Faster he moved spurred on by the sound of that beast's foot connecting with her soft feminine flesh.

The wind around him seemed to expand, a side effect of his erratic reduction in speed, he'd come to a halt on one of seretei's many walls mere metre's from the beast and his prey. he could now see much more clearly the condition of the two combatant's. The taller of the two was some kind of Hollow, male from what Jin could tell and it looked as though he was sporting the remains of a tail that had been severely injured. His primary instict was to take this woman as far away from this demon as he could and attempt to heal her, but the fact that she'd actually made no attempt too run away even in her condition could indicate either she had a ridiculous amount of pride or there was a reason to her sticking with this guy, either way it seemed Jin would regret taking and action in removing her from the battle.Which left him with only one option...the troublesome one.

"Flutter and Resonate, Crystal Butterfly"

He whispered the call not only releasing his Zan-pak-tou but simultaneously activating its ability, the blade glowed a light purple as it emmited a high pitch frequency. As Jin held up his katana it began to partition splitting into 5 equal sections each moulding into the shape of a buttefly before immediately shattering into a mass of shard's, as the purple cloud of razor sharp crystal segments began too amass Jin's reiatsu flowed to his palms anger at the creature's behavious stoking the flames of rage that fueling his every move. Once the strike was prepared he thrust his palms forward the grouped shard's of death flying at his newly found opponent in a thick cloud, thoughts of the hollow's impeding lacerations flooding Jin's mind.

Sorry it's my fault for not being clearer but i was trying help elven in her fight in this post,but it's cool if that not possible ill just re-direct the narrative in the next post

(OOC: Jin, the verb you are looking for is 'Hibiku'. I'm pretty sure this is the verb in english...I looked in my English to Japanese Dictionary and it sounds 'resound', I'm guessing this are similiar words. Resound, Resonate, it all sounds the same. lol)

Kajitora sized up the Hollow as soon as he noticed its appearance. It had been a long time since he had given orders to fight for real, live and death, dishonor or glory. He couldn't help but smile, as he drew his sword. Unlike when he had sparred in the academy, now Kajitora didn't have to hold back. As his Lieutenant flashed him a smile, he smiled back with his a wide childish smile but his reiatsu was strong and sharp the moment he drew his sword. He looked at Kaiyo's face and could tell that she too was excited about fighting. All their training had made them real warriors, they loved the thrill of battle no matter what they said. His excited eyes stared at the Hollow.

"I'm ready, Kaiyo-sama."

OOC: +2 fighting skill for elven, I only assessed it for the part that was actually fighting not the talking. Jin, nice posts but there was only one paragraph dealing with you actually using shunpo so +0.5 to speed. Oh and could elven or sal take a look-see at a **** <elven edit: got the post. It was a good one: +2 speed for Yummei, and sorry for missing it last time> post I made a little way back in the story it got missed I think, and Yummei’s post now is for speed again.

I’m also going to taking charge off all the npc’s in the thread now as stark has stepped down as admin so basically I’m in control of both shinigami and hollow commanders… yes yes I know that means well I can do almost whatever I like here but you’ll have to trust me . Oh and as I have like a tone of different things going on in the story line my posts might not be frequent as they will all have to quite hefty.




Npc commanders (Espada and CC) : Faced with the blue cero, sucking in power and seemingly distorting the very fabric of time and space by creating a seething vortex that took in power almost endlessly he felt… he felt… he felt for the first time in a long while very very small.

There was only one option left open to him Bankai…

Taking his great spear in his hand he moved with a speed that came only form having a movement hammered into your memory so hard it became a motor reflex. Gripping tight with both hands he called out, ‘‘Smite divine scepter!’’

The world shook, his hands trembled and light seemed to shoot for the heavens. His spear was imbued with the power of his soul and its light reached forth trying to pierce the clouds. Bright and blinding it shone, a great shade of white… the symbol of purity in these dark days.

And then all light was gone, and he stood there with a golden scepter in his hands. It was maybe half the length of the spear but it was seemingly the purest gold and encrusted with jems all over, to look at it wasn’t much of a weapon but wielded by someone of shouzu’s strength it became a deadly mace. Of course the true power lay in the abilities it possessed.

It was a weapon made to protect the weak at all costs… at all costs.

The Espada grinned quickly at this display then with a sickening twist of his smile he released his gran ray cero in a destructive blast… it traveled at an amazing pace but before his eyes time seemed to stop. Slow-mo… he saw the tiniest movements of muscles in his enemies arm, noises were long and distorted and the blue ball of death powered towards its target with no hope of not hitting…

And then it hit, and time surged on as normal. The immense power was released in an implosion of energy, every thing seemed to get scoured away by some great heat and everything strong enough to survive was left gasping as their very anatomy was charged with energy.

On his knees gasping for air yet grinning like the mad man he was, he threw his gaze over to see the captain commander on the floor almost unconscious but still very much alive…

This would be a good fight.





Npc T-Bone: His true form was humungous and powerful, although it didn’t help his brains much; his power was increased greatly and so was his physical strength alas his speed was dubious in this form though…

The wee man (he really was a wee man now) came charging in as usual, he skidded in front of T-Bone and sent a cruel slash upwards. It rung of T-Bones hide with a clang much akin to metal on metal.

‘‘Haha little man T-Bone strong now!...’’ Snorting heavily through his nose he kicked up dust with a backwards kick of his leg ‘‘T-Bone crush you now!’’

Gathering energy in his meaty hands T-Bone snorted once more and lowered his head ready for the charge. Rearing up he roared slightly and charged, all 350 pounds of him…





Npc Vibora: As the small girl spoke he gave a non caring gesture with his hand, ‘‘I don’t care who you are really, it was a mock pleasantry… Why would I care for the names of those I will kill?’’

Chuckling maliciously as the samurai said he was ready vibora let his left hand slide painfully slow towards the hilt of his zanpakuto, keeping his gaze all the time fixed on the duo before him as he did it. Fingering the hilt of his blade he bared and inch of it with his thumb and his right hand snaked across in a flash to bare the blade in its entirety.

Whether they managed to see his blade being unsheathed or not he didn’t know for it was all done in a moment of steel rasping on leather, and then he struck. With his famed sonido he closed the gap before even the most trained eyes would have been able to blink and then he was among the pair.

No cruel movements, he was economical in his kill. Straight thrusts and fast sharp ripostes, he was famed for his deadly fighting style and he knew the fight would be over soon…





Yummei: Blah blah blah blah….

As he had assumed she chased him for what she assumed where idyllic reasons yet in truth she came because she was told, it was as simple as that she had been ordered around like a pawn and so she ran head first into her death fooling her mind with thoughts of nobility in stopping a crazed invader. The absurdity of it almost gave him cause to laugh… almost.

But deluded or not she was determined and she came at him, in close she came biting at him with many short bladed. Sharp thrusts left and right, the number of them counted for something but skill was the order of the day and luckily Yummei was skilled enough to hold them back by a combination of blocks, counterattacks and he didn’t care to admit conceded in ground.

She kept on at him though, hounding him and keeping close no matter what he did. And no wander he thought, with short bladed like that if I get to far away she’s knackered… and then it clicked.

Yummei grinned savagely and stepped in with a simple palm thrust to try to work some room for himself, and then without a second glance he was away with sonido. Not off to run away again simply to keep out reach of her knives, stopping by a nearby rock he crouched down and laughed.

‘‘Your reach isn’t to good there is it?’’ He laughed again and pushed of with sonido once more.

He had no doubt in his mind that she was a little faster than him but he reckoned he could maintain enough speed to upset her attacks and work an opening for himself. And if not there was always hand to knife again he wasn’t totally against that...

Destracted as he was he hadn't noticed the shinigami that had sent a strange attack his way, bad news for him as it hit and the enrgy was designed into a mass of shards it cut into his side. Luckily though he seemed to be able to resist the majority of the attack by focusing on increasing his spirit pressure.

Throwing the new guy a glance he hugged his free hand to his side and let a low hiss go before dashing forward with sonido. Biting through the pain of his new wound he came in hard and fast with a barage of strong kicks and punches aiming to overwhelm this shinigami...

OOC: i was gonna go for kidou on this one

Jin smirked as the cloud of shards flew in the hollows direction his excitement only increasing as the cut into his flesh lascerating at the corrupted soul, but as he watched he knew that the initial degree of damage done had only been because of the suprise of his attack, even as he watched he could see the wounds becoming fewer and less frequent...that had to be what they called hiero his iron skin. It would appear it would take more to defeat a foe of this calibre.

As soon as the hollow had adjusted himself to the new attack his attentions turned to Jin, even as the shards of crystal cut into him he was focused on one target only. As the fiend flew forward in a sonido fueled fury, Jin thrust forward his left hand clawing it back recalling his little blades to vanquish his foe simultaneously he pushed forward his right hand calling out an incantation,

"May the bucklers of the Holy Knight grace my forearms! May the boots of ten tons grace my feet! May these Angel's Arms hold me in my place so I may stand steady against all odds!"

"Bakudou number 7: Steadfast"

The reiasu barely had time to form around his calves and forearm's, a rock hard defense of his spirit particles only strengthened by the incantation he uttered it felt like a weightless armour a barrier between Jin and the pain this monster wanted to inflict on him his reiatsu based shield somehow giving him the strength he needed to face his on comming attacker , But then the Demon was upon him a flurry of fist's and kick's slamming into him with unimaginable force. Such a low level kidou did little to cushion the insane force the blows from this monster were dealing but it was probably the only thing that kept Jin conscious during what seemed like eternity in the uninterupted assault. Finally he saw a glint from behind the hollow that was it his weapon had returned to him a dense wall of pain ready to slam into this fool from behind just millimetres away here was his chance.

This was his opertunity as the arrancar swung for another punch Jin flash stepped backward
leaving the strike to hit nothing but air as he did so he thrust a finger out in the fiend's direction,

"Hadou Number 4: Byakurai" The spritual energy grew at his finger condensing and compacting ready to unleash itself upon Jin's command, He fired it forth the white lightning blasting forward to decimate his opponent, hopefully this would distract the hollow for a second, just long enough for his shikai to hit.

(OOC: I didn't know if I should start without Kaiyo or not but heres a little something. Can I have kidou for this one, please.)

Kajitora waited for his opponent to draw his sword. The hollow took an extra long time reaching for the sword, making the motion intimidating but it gave Kajitora a second to reassure his first thought. He decided he would start this battle the same way he started every battle-with a kidou. The hollow disappeared for a moment and then appeared in front of him and his Lieutenant, but it was Kajitora that jumped in front of Kaiyo and locked swords with the enemy first. Every blow from his enemy’s sword was hard and quick as a bullet; Kajitora had to grip his sword extra tight just so it wasn’t knocked out of his hands. He had managed to block all of the sword attacks so far but he didn’t know how long he could keep it up, his hands were already raw.

After having his hands being put through the ringer, Kajitora thought to himself: its time. He pushed off his opponent’s sword, took a step back and said in a commanding voice, “Destruction! Surround my body! Send any around me to the realm of the unconscious, where dreams do not reach! Hadou # 20: White Crawl" Kajitora prepared to block as a blinding purple light emitted from his body. The air around Kajitora erupted violently, while he took his defensive stance. Any normal opponent would have been knocked out by the kidou…but then again, this wasn’t a normal opponent. Kajitora was hoping that the kidou would at least cause his opponent to be disoriented at best. If Kajitora saw his opponent falter for one moment, he would shunpo forward trying a sword strike to the shoulder and see where fate landed him.

It was now his opponent's move, and whatever it was Kajitora was sure it would be deadly.

((Yummie: +2 Speed))

(Spirit power here pleaaaseeeee)

Sal flexed his fingers on the grip of his Zanpakuto and watched the Arrancar rear up, horns swaying, nostrils flaring, cloven hoofs grinding the dirt. It charged, he held his ground. It rumbled closer, he held his ground. It was within striking distance, he held his ground.

He didn't make his move till it was almost on top of him, to the point where he could smell its foul breath.
He gathered his Reiatsu into his legs, pushed it out through his feet, and with a push off had flash stepped to the side, appearing briefly behind the Hollow and then was gone again appearing above him. He rotated his weapon in both hands, its point down as he fell, he knew the beasts speed was greatly reduced but that armor...well he needed all the velocity on his strike as he could get.

The point collided right between the Hollow's shoulder blades but with a screech of metal and a shower of sparks it didn't even make a scratch and he found himself falling down its massive spine. The Hollow turned quickly, a fore arm like a tree trunk smashing him in the ribs and skidding him along the ground before he could recover. He flipped up onto his feet following the momentum of his less than graceful tumble and pushed off again, his movements were a blur, gone then back the next, until he was in striking distance again. He strike again and again, weaving between the attacks of the lumbering giant but scored not a dent in that impervious coat of his foe.

He spotted a weakness, the eyes, the unarmoured eyes and mouth, he'd blind the fucker or make him eat steel, quite literally! He gathered as much power as he could get his Glaswegain hands on and diving under an arcing claw lurched forward the power of his strike unmatched, its speed and skill flawless. The point surged toward the eye of his foe...

Something was wrong...his Reiatsu was gone, his sword stopped just before the death blow, literally an inch from the Arrancar's eye. Something had happened...fear gripped him...and on the edge of his hearing he could have swore he heard the sound of metallic laughter.

((Note to everyone, Xav's gonna utterly beat the crap outta me in his next reply...this has been discussed and approved by both of us.))

OOC: sal +2 to spirit power. Kajitora +1 to kidou. Jin +2 to kidou. Yummei aims for a little fighting skill hopefully.



Yummei: His flurry of blows was infuriatingly cushioned by a kidou pulled out of the hat at the last second, he carried on though never one to be bummed out by a little adversity he carried on literally kicking the shit out of the shinigami before him. For a while this carried on, Yummei simply reigning down blows and this fruit in front o him just bobbed along to them his head bouncing to and fro looking like he’d just taken some anphetamin's rhino style.

Not to his surprise the shinigami didn’t weather the blows forever and he made a dash with shunpo simply moving a little away and raising his finger he called out a kidou, Yummei absolutely fucking hated kidou from now on. But alas for the shinigami Yummei also happened to be a jot faster than him and took the opportunity to show off his sonido, materializing next the shinigami having avoided the destructive blue blast he made to sucker punch the shinigami in the gut.

Casting a glance around he saw a wave of energy in the form of shards pound into him, he threw a mass of reiatsu at it to shield most of the damage but took a battering any how. Gasping as the wave of energy passed, he pulled himself up amidst a sea of pain and started methodically cracking his neck and knuckles. Paying no attention to the two shinigami he simply stretched out and warmed up.

And then chuckling slowly he turned around, with a manic grin on his face and blood leaking from multiple wounds on his face and body he cackled cruelly, ‘‘Goodbye clarice.’’ Then with an insane laugh he launched himself forward snarling and frothing at the mouth towards the woman who had so frequently pissed him off.



T-Bone: He charged, the man didn’t move… He carried on charging, still the man didn’t move… he still carried on charging, the man was gone…

In a flash of blurred movement the wee man was first beside for all of an instant, yet before T-Bone could even react he was gone again a flash and then he was above. Halfway in the movement of rearing up he felt the blade of the man slide down his back, not even cutting in yet creating a lovely sound of steel on steel.

T-Bone reared up fully and smashed his humongous arm into the mans ribs and heard satisfying creaks form within, whether the man felt pain or not he couldn’t tell. The man was focused and determined, a real brawler. Not caring about style or grace he did what was necessary to land properly and then he came in hard and fast once more slashing left and right, furious blows working every ounce of strength that must have been in those sinewy arms. Yet it was futile against his thick hiero the physical strength meant nothing, and then suddenly the attack changed. Slower, more deliberate, lancing towards his eye at a frightful speed.

T-Bone almost shat himself, he was desperately trying figure out if his hiero covered eyes or not? Shit…shit!... SHIT!...

And then the blade stopped, not an inch away from taking him out of the game for good. The man looked like he had seen a ghost and his arms seemed stopped up, as if he was cast in some sort of invisible wall of energy.

Breathing a slow sigh of relief, T-Bone quizzically eyes his enemy. Then reaching out prodded him with a meaty finger… nothing happened… T-Bone roared with laughter… Then cracked a massive fist into the mans jaw, and hammered his other one up into an uppercut that sent the man of his feet with what T-Bone suspected was a broken jaw.

As he made his arc mid air T-Bone again charged and caught his before he landed in a massive full body attack, his fighting style wasn’t pretty but it utilized all his advantages… namely strength and wait.

And against a muppet like this, who didn’t even fight back well T-Bone could have a field day. Pinning him up in front of him T-Bone simply went to work on reducing this body into a mass of bone and guts, pounding in blow after blow. Each and all bringing a new crack as he smashed apart bones and cartilage. Until eventually the sound of him punches brought only a flat sound of punching a carcass.

T-Bone grunted and picked the body up by the throat, ‘‘Bye bye wee man, T-Bone miss you.’’ And then he threw him over his shoulder and turned to walk away.




Npc Vibora: His fierce opening attack had been miraculously caught by the samurai man, and so had his reign of blows. All being deflected rather amateurishly, while he attacked and attacked the best the man could do was hold on for dear life. Vibora grinned roguishly… But then his blade was pushed back just as complacency took a hold and the man was shouting a kidou at him, an explosion buffeted him and would have knocked him down if he hadn’t used a last minute sonido to carry himself behind the duo… very close to the girl of the team.

Letting his thin tongue flicker out in anticipation, he shot a hail of Bala to keep the samurai back and thrust forward violently with his sword, aiming for the woman’s jugular.

(OOC: alrighty if possible could i get some sword skill please)

Kaiyo always liked to react at the last minute ta attacks, probably something she should had warned her companion, but watching him block the hollow's attack did let her try and from a battle stragety of srots now knowing the sword skill of her partneer, and she was glad she'd asked him to come along, he'd be really useful, grinning, Kaiyo swung round her Zanpatkou at the disgucting noise the hollow made she'd hoped was with his tongue.

Kaiyo decided she'd take the reins for a while, her sword collided with the monsters as she title her head sideways to get a better look at the thing she decided she'd release her shikai, 'Light the sky, Tenrai Zenpyou' she called, the prickle of energy flooded across her body in excitement. The ribbons on her zanpakto began shaking, as the small girl leapt forwards at the monster, she swung her sword left to right stepping straight in front of him she smiled moving her foot to the left and spinning around the monster, her sword out as she went, landing behind the monster she didn't stop, flash stepped to straight behind him she decided to flow a bit more of her energy along the blade of her sword, making the yellow glow even brighter, a few sparks flew off in the anticipation, she lunged forward at the monster, and giggled at her next thought, she slid in between its legs and let loose a strike along his back, shunpo'ing back to her ally she nudged him slgithy, as if to tell him to be ready.