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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Harbinger [Open]   Tue Oct 28, 2014 5:17 pm



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JUNE KUROSAWA





Darknessssssssssssssss...

The voice was barely audible, vehement and sinister in nature. The source belonged to no human... if remembered, it would only return as garbled noise that would leave a sickening imprint on the minds of anybody who heard it. Unfortunately, there was no one else around to suffer the demonic murmur, at least not nearby. It came from a seemingly ordinary recess of the earthen mass below Iramasha island, where the shadows were darkest. Something would defile the spot, becoming impossibly darker so that even the shadows around it became light in comparison. Drops of black would drip down like ink as something began to emerge from the hollow. There were many things out of place about this sudden development, for moments ago there was not a single presence of a soul where now there was, a humanoid creature seemingly drenched in oil, now pulling herself out from the bottom of the floating land mass. As seconds passed and she slowly egressed, the ambiguity began to clear so colors and features would come to light. Light skin, green eyes, short blond hair covered by a blue beret fastened tightly to her head, a similarly shaded dress with a white stripe down the middle and golden detailing, and skin-tight black stockings to cover the rest of her legs.

She stuck to the underside of the island by anchoring herself with spiritual energy, and allowed her eyes to adjust to the sudden light of the area around her. Even from this vantage she could still tell it was somewhere in the middle of the day. She looked up—or rather, down—to see that the Iramasha Island floated above a great forest on the outskirts of the Rukongai. There were some soft shadows caused by what she could only assume were clouds, though the weather was overly pleasant besides that; disgusting. No matter, for it was not her place to complain about what life has dealt her. She was here for a reason, a task that has been beset upon her. ''I am...'' she began, before shortly cutting herself off. Her mind seemed to stop working, or at least contemplate deeply about what she was about to say. It was difficult to tell what was happening, but judging from the furrowed expression on her face, the most logical explanation to be had was that she'd confused herself. ''I am, Nobody. I have no name and no identity. I only have a purpose...''

Blink, and you'd miss it. Her body vanished and left a shadowy after-image in its place. Her form reappeared standing straight up upon a stable upright surface. She was now visible from the gates of the Iramasha district up ahead. There was no mistaking the presence now, and the sinister intent it held. Nobody, as the woman had declared herself to be, was already making hostile moves. Her arms pointed outstretched towards the grand doors, while energy surged around her form. An azure specter gradually took form around her, beginning from simple bones and evolving into a fully-fleshed human-like entity. It was like an exoskeleton, a greater form that the woman could manipulate from the inside; it took on the form of a samurai, albeit twisted to look demonic and menacing. As Nobody held her arms out, so too did the specter. With a deep booming thrum, a great ball of black fire was launched from the locus of the entity's palm, seemingly intended to hit the Iramasha Gates. However, instead, it stopped mid-air as it smashed into an invisible barrier—the protective layer set up as the island's first defense. The black flames would eat away at it like it was nothing more than a wafer, opening up a hole in the defense for her to walk through. Nobody's voice rang out lifelessly and monotonous, in symphony with the satanic chorus that was the specter's voice. ''A simple force field isn't going to stop me... bring out your warriors, Iramasha.''

Then the specter would dissipate, and Nobody would begin her trek forward alone, her feet taking her towards the gate.

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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Wed Oct 29, 2014 1:05 am

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The sensation of a force that did not belong in this place was all that was needed to attract the attention of a certain mistress of the night. With a soft sigh from her pale lips, the wicked demoness detected this anomaly and understood something of this otherworldly power was going to turn into yet another incident at the front gates. A place that was already more than prepared to deal with yet another needless intruder after the stunt the infamous Demon Overlord known as "Eric Zarathos" pulled none too long ago in this very spot.

So, it was safe to assume they were more than prepared to quell another threat rearing its ugly, little, black head. Thus, the instant that the eradicating projectile came close to Iramasha Barrier? It was indeed stopped -- but it didn't make contact with the protective field of the island. Instead? A dense wall of energy was thrown in place to attract the blacked blast like moths to a flame. This was generated moments before the damning strike could get within arms reach of the dome.

Now, who had the nerve to toss this gauntlet down?

None other than the Devil of Boundaries: Yukuri Iramasha. Of course, to the rouge quincy, she'd more than likely know nothing of her rank or name. So to her, perhaps she'd be another Iramahsa.

None the less, her superb abilities were more than tailored to deal with this pest. With her aura engulfing the likes of the hostile and disgusting energy shot off by the quincy, the properties in which this fireburst held within its grasp were potent enough to ensure that the Royal Devil assumptions were indeed correct. The target in question seemed to have the capacity, on first impression, to erase the elements in which it touches. So the first experiment was simple: null that boundary.

With but a flick of her wrist, a wriggle of her nose and a small summoning of her energy; the decaying and eradicating effects of the flames would be put to a rest by stripping the features which allowed it to consume the world around it. Through her prowess of the ethereal and supernatural, it was quite within Yukuri's universal grasp to strip it of its potency by removing the boundaries of said phenomena. So much to The Quincy's dismay, she may very well find this first attempt to enter into the sacred land of The Iramashsa a failure. Even if the energy were to try and "kill" the influence of Yukuri, the protection in which she has from death would see to it that the probability of that would remain low to nay improbable.

So in a wisp of light wind, the stature of the lone feminine figure came to be before June's eyes. Long flowing golden locks, eyes that shared the same shade of violet as the flare of a plum sun and skin that was as smooth and milky like a newborn; these were the first traits that stood out in her pure physical appearance. And, as those callous spheres pierced down on June's figure, the once inch height difference became all but clear as well with her five foot ten peak. Adorning a deep purple dress, a pale pink mob cap with a thin red ribbon, and smaller ribbons tied liberally on her accessories and the tips of her hair; the full perception of The Devil of Boundaries was in full view and a small, dry and very unamused laugh escaped her lips.

"And a simplistic attack such as that will not see the fruit of victory either."

Voice coming to life with an uninterested vibe, the facial expression of the Iramasha grew further hardened. Pulling out a white and purple colored parasol from thin-air, the accessory was placed ever so smoothly against her shoulder and her eyes illuminated a purple shade of light from within its shadows. None too long after that, the mistress started hovering and positioned herself as if she were merely lounging on a couch.

"Hello. The name is Yukuri Iramasha. Its a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Exhaling a cold breathe into the world, the woman would separate the distance between them by modifying the very boundaries of the space around them to expand, contract and produce an additional one hundred feet between the two. So, to the naked eye, it would appear as if the world had shot to life in a bright flash and the very dimensions around them grew at an absurd pace.

The prowess of the boundary was quite the delightful thing to manipulate, no?

"With pleasantries aside, can you please inform me as to why you lack the common house-training to not knock first before trying to enter someone's residence? That is considered rude; no matter how urgent your business may or may not be with us." Pointing her right index finger towards the lone quincy, The Mistress did indeed desire an answer. If one was not given? Then she'd force the lonely creature back to whence she came from.

"And pray tell, Nobody, do you have an intriguing story to entertain this dull royal? I'd certainly hope you'd have a more fascinating name and "purpose", as you say it, for being in this realm of fantasy and wonder." Speaking with an equal sense of sarcasm, lethargy and genuine interest; The Lady of Boundaries was indeed growing bored of the pace of things. At the very least, she had hopes that this would not be another generic "kill and destroy all Iramasha" quest. After all, she had enough of that with The Mad One.

So all that was left to do now was watch, relax and enjoy the show that was about to carry forth between the two. Her defenses and offensive methods were more than at ease to be unleashed at any moment, so there was no need to be too tense for the time being. Once a being has lived for thousands of years, getting into your ten thousandth fight becomes routine and standard-place. Or, at the very least, this was the case for The Devil of Boundaries....




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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Thu Oct 30, 2014 4:30 pm

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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Sat Nov 01, 2014 7:49 pm

On the roof of a building near the gates leading to the iramasha village, a red headed male was looking up at the sky. His wild hair waved back and forth with the win as he lifted his left arm to stare at it with his left eye. His other was covered with a white eyepatch, unable to see out in to the world beyond. This man, Aish Iramasha, was clad in his usual black slacks and red dress shirt, the image finished off by a black jacket that had been left open. His face had a look of boredom upon it as he lay there, but that was all about to change. A booming thrum had the man shooting in to an upright position as he grabbed the sheathed blade that had been laying beside him. Turning towards where the noise had come from, a grin formed upon his face. He could see two below, one who had attacked the barrier only to be thwarted by the one known as the devil of boundaries. A quick chaos warp took him closer to the situation, standing a good fifteen feet from the devil of boundaries. His position was slightly to the left and behind the other iramasha, his right hand drawing the blade from its blood red sheathe.

Slowly he began to walk forward, speaking up as the devil of boundaries finished her own words. A psychotic smile had formed on his lips as flames leaped to cover the blade of his weapon. He had been cooped up for far too long, he would have his fun here and now.

“Oy, it’s kinda obvious that she’s here to fight, barging in her like that. Why don’t you let me deal with this fool, Miss, I was getting too bored here anyways. Don’t worry about though…”

His grin grew as he roughly pulled the eyepatch off his head, Aish Iramasha’s right eye’s pupil widening before brilliant blue flames suddenly enveloped the eye, causing no harm to Aish or anyone else. His voice would drip with malice and bloodlust as he finished his sentence.

“…after all, I can see the attacks the fool will throw at me before it actually happens.”


If nobody prevented him from moving further, Aish would chaos warp forward, ending it a mere thirty feet from the intruder, sword raised in a defensive position.

“Nice to meet you fool.”


((OOC Note: Sorry that this isn't up to my usual capabilities, trying to get my muse rolling and I didn't want to make Phan wait any longer.))

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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Tue Nov 04, 2014 4:51 pm





Where there should have been the indiscriminatory spread of the Dark Pulse's black flames, instead the bolt smashed into a different surface prematurely, catching Nobody off guard. Then, they were erased, like the flame of a candle snuffed out. It was so sudden that it caused her eyes to twitch imperceptibly, confused about the outcome. The unholy voice of her familiar uttered the obvious within her mind, upset about the outcome. Most of it was unintelligible cacophony, though Nobody was at the least able to understand that it wanted her to release the power within her eyes; to help her, it explained. Nobody but blinked, and they shifted. Three black dots would appear in the green pools of each of her eyes, revolving around the pupil like the electrons of an atom. As they spun, her vision became more focused and refined as though someone was turning a knob to fine-tune them. Her perception grew to inhuman levels. She was seeing colors she never knew existed, and was able to isolate even the finest particles of dust in the air, or the subtle shifts of the wind as it flowed. Nobody could feel her familiar's power flowing into her eyes, lending her what she needed in order to determine what had happened. Whatever it was was gone now, but she would not miss it again.

An Iramasha presented herself, immediately spiking the urge to charge at her with reckless abandon. Nobody was leaning forward slightly as if she would break into a sprint at any moment; the sign of her impatience trying to break through her self-control. After all, the being had words for her that she found not to care. She was here to fight, and test the skills of those who called themselves Iramasha. As to the reasons why, she could not seem to recall; she just knew it was the task she had to execute. Yukuri Iramasha introduced herself as if making an acquaintance, a behavior Nobody could only describe as odd. ''I am Nobody. I do not seek victory. I seek a clash, and the Iramasha will give it to me.'' Without the demon's voice adding to her own, Nobody did not quite as threatening. However, something in her monotonous cold tone gave it a malevolent ambiance that chilled to the bone. It was quiet yet hardened, quickly spoken yet straight to the point. And sure enough, after her curt response the girl would break out of her standstill and rush at the Iramasha.

However, she was stunned once more by a sourceless light, causing her to come to a skidding halt as swiftly as she'd started off. Her eyes didn't miss this trick, able to pierce the light's veil and see some of the magic behind the scenes. Despite not being moved by any force, the gap between the two would expand by a small field. Her powers distorted the land, and yet it still did not explain the occurrence of the Dark Pulse vanishing. The two abilities seemed unrelated to her, but at the least it was a clue to work off of. Nobody presumed it was just to give her more time to speak. It would be easy to close the distance, honestly, if it was not for the barrier that prevented entry. Attempting the same trick would only result in the same response being used to answer it, so Nobody had to think of something else while the woman was yammering away... ample time. Ignoring the condescending tirade, she moved her arms away from her sides and lifted them up in two different directions, separated by a ninety degree angle. As she did, white reishi taken from the natural environment of this realm collected toward her hands. They coalesced into the form of long-barreled handguns of some sort, which she aimed at random points on the barrier.

Oh, the energy of this realm was abundant, and potent at that. Nobody powers were already devastating on the Living World, but this place was on another level. She charged two high-powered bolts, each causing the barrels of her guns to glow brighter and brighter. She felt like a single lapse of concentration could cause them to burst right then, but she held fast. That's when the distraction came. Another newcomer arrived on the scene, warping in front of her while she was in the middle of her build-up. This male was in dangerous proximity, sword held up, and it caused an immediate reaction from the trained markswoman. Her arms were brought together so fast they blurred their outlines, and the one who called her a fool would be looking down the barrels of two fully-charged weapons ready to fire. Nobody squeezed the triggers sequentially, releasing one round after the other for a total of two. They came out at sonic speed, as the victim would only hear the plasmatic blast of the weapon after the bolt hit them. They were not volatile in nature, but rather honed to perforate with high energy content. Against flesh, it would be like driving a hot spike into soft butter, given no resistance. And it would continue on after, both Holy Shots destined to strike the barrier behind the male Iramasha one after another.

Needless to say, Nobody was surprised, but that did not mean she was vulnerable.

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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Tue Nov 04, 2014 9:49 pm

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Eager, irritable and ready to fight; the body language of the lone Quincy seemed to give off a vibe that she was indeed ready to attack. Therefore, a soft sigh pierced into the landscape and The Devil of Boundaries could only shake her head. Why was this so? Her reasons for attacking them seemed so -- basic at best. Then again, perhaps some of the finer things in life were simple. Like the taste of a cheap liquor while watching a sunset upon a hills peak, or the relaxing sensation of a warm bubble bath against one's skin.

Digressing, an observation of "Nobody's" eye yielded a rather intriguing process taking place. Perhaps in response to her own power, the woman before The Hell Maiden seemed to be having the pupils within come to life and spin with great motion. Having dealt with ocular powers before in the past, the initiation of The Reagle Iramasha made it more than safe to assume that this bolstered her sensory skills in some form or another. Thus, she'd need to be conscientious while in the presence of these cold and calculating spheres.

However, there was something else that was unnerving Yukuri. Well, no. It didn't unnerve her -- it made her intrigued. Those eyes -- the perception of a mask pressed The Devil of Boundaries to want to know more about what lay behind them. The aura of a spell, not like the ones utilized to cause this morphing of her eyes, was beneath them. The Mistress wasn't quite sure what it was, but she felt it was important enough, from her own hunch, to follow.

"Curious name you have there, Nob̢͗ȏ̄͟ḑͦ̌ͦ̊̒y͒̚̚." Speaking straight and to that point in that moment, a faint laugh escaped from the cherry lips of The Devil Iramasha. If that is the story she insisted on rolling with? Yukuri would be more than happy to oblige it. "You seek a clash? Well, for every action, there is a reason. Even if it is just of instinct, what is your reason for raising your hand against us?" Raising her eyebrow in quite the questionable expression, The Demoness prodded further as her curiosity continued to flow out in these neverending inquiries.



"Try to remember now....ẽ̴ͮ͂͂̌ͨ̈̌ͮͦͮ̈̂ͤ̔̋̈́̚̕͢͏̤̳̠̞̮̪͇̟n̷̴̝̥͍̼͉̭̗̩̝͍̳̯̽͑̌͟͞ͅṵ̩̜̯͙̘̮̦͛̄ͣ̔͂̌̎͜͡ͅj̸̢̛͙͎͓͈̦̩̪̠͕͆ͦ͒̿͐͆̓͆͋ͬ̊̀̈ͧ̊̚͝"

Like a gentle whisper, a faint voice echoed; only being intended for "Nobody" to pick up and receive.

Zooming back to reality, at the very least, The Quincy's voice came off as more natural and truthful than before. Without the distasteful tone of a raspy demon, the tone of the woman's words rang more pleasantly within The Devil Iramasha's ears. While the frigidness of it all meshed quite well with the deadend stare inside of Miss Yukuri's own windows to the soul. Her hostile intent -- felt rather nice and stimulating.

Alas, there wouldn't be much time to indulge in it. For like silence being shattered by the roar of a freight train in the night, the explosive entry of Aish Iramasha's entrance had shattered The Mistress's train of thought. Swiftly piercing her plum gaze to the sour tone of The Fellow Iramashsa's voice, Yukuri seemed to question his sanity to an extent in that instant.

Perhaps she was far to accustomed to placing herself around those with excellent extrasensory skills, but The Devil of Boundaries had to ask herself if the male before her knew what he was even up against. From the pulsation of "Nobody's" aura, there was a latent enough impression that her own energy could indeed rival Yukuri's. So why was it that he was so in a hurry dismiss her and jump into the fray?

"Its obvious yes, but there is always more than meets the eye. Is it a crime to wonder if there is anything more to it? I wish to be entertained, seek out the mystery and feel alive is all." Placing her paper fan beneath her lips, a relaxed expression came into view across the face of The Mistress of Boundaries. Perhaps that was indeed her own motive for being here, despite her patronizing tone. Indeed, it was almost hard for The Devil to not come across as anything such, but her intentions meant more than that just that.

Nevertheless, throughout the exchange, Yukuri seemed to have a mindful eye on what Little Miss Nobody seemed to be plotting. Siphoning reishi from the air? Not on her watch. To prevent excessive amounts of this bountiful resource from being stolen, The Devil of Boundaries promptly acted and utilized her form of "Barrierkensis".

Circuits of information moving at unfathomable rates of speed throughout the four corners of her mind, Yukuri created specific calculations within herself to lock the connection between June and these particles. Conveying these into an actualized effect, the energy from Yukuri expanded throughout a mile radius and served to sever the ties between June and the reishi within the Soul Society in order to greatly lower the potency of her guns.

"Do what you want, but be quick enough and strong enough to do something about it." Given the estimates from The Devil of Boundaries? She assessed that the child would not last too many rounds with The Quincy. Although the number was uncertain, it was quite low. Yet, she'd not interfere in his intentions. If he wanted his chance to shine? Far be it from her to stop him. Who knows, perhaps a miracle will come; that would be most fascinating to witness, after all.

Nonetheless, as she moved in instantaneous movements, Yukrui adjusted her speed to match that and push a little harder by moving at three and four millisecond intervals with her releases. Thus, around the space "Nobody" occupied, the boundaries that lay vested within the construct of "power" were altered. Aiming to damage the essence of her body from utilizing its natural or supernatural capacities, a damning burst of golden light wold slam against The Unnamed Figure to rob her of these traits in a blinding flare of pain.

Next, she'd seek to immobilize her and play with the core of her body as if it were a play-thing. Attaching her essence across June's body, a soft smile came to be across Yukuri's face as she motioned for her hand to come down and the deconstruction of her limbs were meant to take place. As like an erasure removes the existence of chalk on a blackboard, so to was The Devil Iramasha's very power yearning to rip apart and reduce June's limbs to ash so that she'd be nothing more than a bloody stump.

Taking a soft sigh, and exhaling burned up energy within herself in this hardened gasp of air, Yukuri finally refortified the defenses of The Iramasha's Barrier by having numerous gaps open up. Unrelated to her boundary manipulation, these served as teleporation gateways meant to entrap the bullets shot at the barrier, consume them and then seal them away within a sun far away from here to die out and never return.

Then, like a sudden whisk of wind, Yukuri was behind June. In one foul movement, her cold breath move down June's spine and the weight of The Devil's menacing aura pressed itself against The Quincy.

"
E̷̷̡̮͚͇̱̤͆́͛̌͜N̷̡͈̪̣̱̠̳͓̱̈́͆̑̊͆ͯ̎̈́̄̌̋ͣ͜Ü̎ͪ̋̇̓̔ͮ͗͐̓͐̊̔̄ͤ̄͊͏̶̖̱̼̣̘̰̲̟̩͎̫̠̘̱͓́͜J̵̘̱͎ͩ̒̊ͬ̓͒̒͗͛ͫ͊̌̍̀̚ͅ,

I'd recommend opening your eyes. You are blind to the world around you. I'm not sure what face you are hiding under that mask of yours, but please do not be too afraid to unveil them to me."


The whispers came yet again and those words came off as surly, cryptic and overall ominous; but they were meant to drive a stake into the awareness of "Nobody's" reality and grab her attention. Like a fog in the night, Yukuri seemed rather keen to be the force of the morning sun and burn away this mist to uncover what lay in its contents. That is what, perhaps, she saw in this child. Something more than just a fight to be had -- if her intent was allowed to be process.

If not, then Yukuri would pull the trigger and unleash a indigo shaded Chaos Blast at point blank range with enough potency to level the vicinity to a fine crisp across a three city block perimeter in her final attack. And one explosion, that within it, could eat away at the very soul of "Nobody" and attempt to place her into the realm of spirits that was the transition into the body of a Plus.

Indeed, The Mistress was pulling up her skirt and letting the knives fall where they may.



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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Fri Nov 07, 2014 6:10 am

It was as he stood before the woman that Aish was glad to have removed his eye patch before the battle started. He knew the strain his eye put upon his body, but it would be well worth it. For his eye saw in to the future, a few seconds ahead of reality. It wasn’t much, but it allowed the red head to survive where he otherwise wouldn’t. As it was, a mere second before Nobody actually fired her weapons did Aish rush in to motion. Brilliant orange flames enveloped him as he pushed to the side, trying to get out of the way of the shots that were now being fired. However, nothing was ever perfect, and so it was with the devil of phoenix flame’s right eye. While it might allow him to see in to the future in order to react before an event happened, he wouldn’t necessarily have the physical capabilities to actually do so. As it was, as Aish Iramasha made to get away from the attack on his person, his free hand and shoulder trailed behind the rest of his body. One blast slammed through his shoulder, the other through his elbow, eliciting a gasp of pain from the red eyed male as his body fell in to a roll, Aish ending in a crouch.

Gritting his teeth, he looked over as he saw his shoulder slowly regenerating, a sigh escaping him. It would take too long for that injury to heal, he couldn’t afford to take another hit like that. Raising his sword defensively, he took a deep breath as she concentrated deeply on her intent. From his back rose a set of brilliant wings, with plumage red, orange, and yellow. Heat radiated from the wings that signaled her demonic release. Pushing hard against the ground, Aish forced himself forward in a dead sprint as his new wings spread behind him. Wings beating against the air, he would soon lift in to the sky, his body rushing over the head of the attacker as he lashed out with his sword towards her shoulder. Once a few feet passed Nobody Aish’s body would pull upwards, soaring higher in to the sky before turning around. Surveying the battleground below him, a small grin would appear on the devil Iramasha’s face as soft words escaped him.

“I’ve missed this…”

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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Fri Nov 21, 2014 10:22 pm





There was the satisfactory sound of blood splattering across the ground slick, painting it bright red. Her opponent was not slow, it was just that her bolts were fast, faster than sound. Even amongst supernatural beings, outrunning a bullet was no easy task, considering the amount of time it took to realize the weapon had been fired, to order one's body to dodge, and then carry out the act of dodging. Nobody didn't know his name, but she sure hoped he enjoyed the sensation of a hot nail being driven into his shoulder. The light would pierce him, but his momentum would alter the trajectory of the projectile so that it split off from the trajectory of the other. This was coincidentally fortunate, sincei t was her original intention to strike two different areas of the barriers at once. Now all that was left was to watch, and observe she did as she witnessed them disappear. The difference here was that this time the girl caught it in the act, seeing as Yukuri's energy whipped out to counter the projectiles before they hit the static barrier. They hit some sort of threshold where they seemed to pass through the shield, before vanishing completely. They didn't seem to actually hit it, however... it was like some sort of portal, opening and then closing quickly. Was that was happened to the Dark Pulse earlier? Had it been sent away?

This one clue was progress, small but better than nothing.

In more ways than one, Nobody was adept at taking in her surroundings; as a Quincy, her ability to detect the subtle changes in the flow of spiritual energies was superb. It was a natural talent acquired merely by her race, as all Quincy tended to share. So, when she tried to draw upon the reishi in the area and found her intake to be wanting, she knew of the interference by Yukuri. It was everywhere she dared step—to find a single bit unprotected by the Iramasha was troublesome. Nobody noticed that a lot of energy was being spent in order to achieve this, and she wondered how well thought out this plan of hers actually was, or if she just had ludicrous amounts of energy to spend on the task. The question had to be bothered, was this actually worth it? How long could it be kept up, and how far and how thin was she spreading herself? Would she be able to keep every crook and plane under her guard? Honestly, this task of hers would prove to be quite difficult to handle when Nobody began to chafe against Yukuri's safeguard, cutting and hacking and grinding away at it while it was stretched so thin. She may have been strong, but if she continued to hold the natural Reishi away from her, then she would simply use Yukuri's instead. All techniques utilized energy, including this one. If she thought she could hold Nobody back like this, she would be sorely mistaken.

It was like a battle of wills between the two, neither much making any direct moves against the other, but sending their spirits out to fight against each other, in a way. There was no way she'd just allow Yukuri to freely pierce her soul without giving a fight back. As tendrils of her energy tried to reach for her, she batted them back with her own energy—it was trying to fight the Quincy at what she was best at. To make matters worse, Nobody was being completely still, switching to the defensive state of Blut Vene. For as long as the girl remained frozen like a statue, her ability to defend herself became amplified manifold. She was going to prove to Yukuri that trying to so easily pervade her soul was a fool's errand, as she continually got batted back by a series of barriers and counter strikes. Every time she circumvented one layer of defense, another two sprouted up to combat her—'No' she said to this, she was not going to reach her with that trick. The one thing that would be noticed, however, is that while June was maintaining such a powerful denial of Yukuri's attempts, her own trial against Yukuri's energy was not so strong. She seemed to be... sacrificing offensive potential for defensive in this state.

Then, she brought herself into close combat, which would soon to prove at minimum as a risky maneuver, or a huge mistake entirely. The speed with which she reacted was far beyond what a mind should have been able to. There was generally a speed limit on how fast one's nerve impulses could travel at, and yet Nobody would surpass that which was presumed. The switch between Blut Vene and Blut Arterie was as easy as hitting a switch, and her body gained newfound speed. She pirouetted and swung her weapon around to bring it straight at Yukuri's face the moment she arrived, seeming to have determined her destination before she'd traveled. For the second time this fight, Nobody was proving that she handled surprises with equally surprising efficiency, and would not hesitate to blast her head off with a single squeeze of the trigger. The dance continued, her body spinning in circles while she moved away from Yukuri utilizing impressive footwork. A circle of darkness traced itself on the ground and centered itself around Nobody, growing upwards by the second. Where the Chaos Blast was fired, there was already a wide tendril of shadows to intercept it and redirect the destructive energies around her; this was not a fight for the long-winded and improvident.

The constant spinning was not for nothing. While Nobody may as well have appeared as a blur to them, it allowed her to view the entirety of her surroundings in a fine, clear view while she utilized the Aishadou's power. Not only was she kept aware of Yukuri, but of the nameless boy Iramasha in addition. While spinning, she could fight both away, swinging her arms out and blasting off searing white bolts at them with terrifying accuracy and overwhelming frequency. For Aish, he needed to utilize those wings to evade lest he wish to impale himself upon the spikes that would no doubt perforate his body if given a free hit. Yukuri also had to worry about it—she already was dealing with trying to protect the environment from her greedy claws, now also with a constant barrage of Quincy blasts she needed to protect herself from. This was not truly an offense on Nobody's part, but more a maneuver to put both her opponents on the defense while she re-positioned herself to a better vantage. And when all was done, she fell still again, no longer stuck between the two foes, able to keep them both in her line of sight. Not only that, but the demonic skeleton she had summoned earlier had reemerged from the circle of shadows. This was the girl's inner darkness in form—Susanowa—wrapped around her like a guardian.

Suddenly, the strange pennants attached to her arms would make sense. Previously, they seemed to be no more than simple details about Nobody's style, but they were actually somehow related to her abilities. After she'd stopped firing, they both began to glow of an intense alabaster white, releasing heat and steam from their tips that distorted the air it passed through. This whole time, Nobody didn't point a single barrel down towards an enemy, just holding them upright in the air as she let them cool off. She seemed vulnerable, and yet Susanowa stood there like a hulking bear ready to swipe at anyone who dared step to close with its monstrous claws. This... spirit, if it could be even called that... it turned toward Yukuri and gave her a strange long look. When the Iramasha whispered dark lines, it was this manifestation that received it, and yet it did not know how to receive them. It didn't know much besides that his master's enemies were his enemies, and that he would not let a single one of them harm her. When it spoke, it spoke not because of a desire to, but merely because his essence was so strongly imprinted upon Nobody's. Again that demonic intermingling of voices came out as both she and Susanowa spoke together: ''Your words fall upon deaf ears, Iramasha. It would be better for you to simply take upon the demeanor of your male companion, and revel in the combat. It is difficult to understand the enigma that doesn't adhere to logic. It is hard to intimidate the beast that knows no feeling. I told you already... I am Nobody!''

That's when Susanowa convulsed, his back arching in a way that would break a person's own spine, his face tilted up towards the sky to release a satanic roar to the heavens. From its adumbral bones was unleashed a rain of arrows, each pitch black and trailed by a thick smog. They seemed to float in the air for a moment as they reached the apex of their flight—they turned, roughly aiming for the two targets, before launching themselves. The skies were streaked with darkness, blotting out the sunlight below, and the arrows desired to pierce the flesh of those who opposed Susanowa's master. Each of them were imbued with the dark pulse, a carnivorous energy that would devour everything in their wake until there was simply nothing left to eat. If even one touched them, it would slowly turn their body into sludge as it consumed all useful materials within them; it would unmake them. Not only that, but the land would become desecrated even if they missed their original targets, as the Dark Pulse held no bias to its food. Yukuri had managed to counter this element before by sending it far far away... but just how much was she willing to continue stressing herself to protect herself, her ally, and her island? When would all the meaning in her actions become... hopeless?

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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: Harbinger [Open]   Sun Nov 23, 2014 7:15 pm

100 meters FROM the altercation that was currently underway, a natural occurrence had made himself present. Ever since his emergence from the Laboratory and into the rankings as Captain of Squad 7, substantial efforts had been applied toward Keeping the captain isolated WITHIN the Soul Society, only permitting him leave to fetch a specific brand of Liquor he favored which would require his immediate return shortly after. Romulus was a liability, as potent a weapon as he was FOR the Soul Society, placed specifically AROUND certain individuals, things and forces of nature he could very well be the source of it's destruction. Precautions galore were taken on the day he was released from the Bowels of Central 46, Patched, much like the legendary Zaraki Kenpachi. His ranking and movements, restricted. His Training, limited to those of SPECIFIC power sets and prominence to prevent his own natural gifts of Physiology and Power Set from doing what they do best.----Massing.

Stated plainly, Romulus was a Walking S2 Engine. A walking Reactor and the matter contents available to him were in an such abundance it was intoxicating. A proverbial buffet, Reiishi, Demonic Energy, Spacial Matter..it was all here and his body was drinking it in [1] with a gluttonous manner. His body reacted as such, An electromagnetic field of growing prominence was isolated around the towering figures body who strode closer and closer to the fray at hand. A single crimson eye stared forward at the combatants and a brimming, simply WIDE Grin plastered across his face. He was thoroughly enjoying the battle---and had not even swung his sword let alone laid eyes on it. There would be an immediatey oddity about the situation at hand. Nevermind the fact that at nearly 9' tall, the Captain's Appearance was nothing short of imposing. He WAS, Power. Everything about him advertised it. From the way the Captains Over-Coat Swayed in the power soaked winds, from the Dynamism crackling wildly about that imposing frame, the Captain ADVERTISED....Prominence. But what was with the lacking spiritual pressure? Aye, POWER could be sensed from the man, that was simply because he was Absorbing, Massing, and Converting ambient Matter and localizing it---that was external. He was only spoon-feeding that external anima into his own personal reserves, and when the external anima was that great it MASKED the presence of his own spiritual pressure. It was when he STUFFED that gathering into his OWN----That's when that great weight hits those of insufficient magnitude.

But not this group. No. This gathering here was a gathering of power. Romulus could tell. Because he was attracted here. Central 46...The Soul Society...know that their greatest weapon, forged over the 3 millennia of data assimilation and genetic tampering, was drawn to VAST sources of power, which is ultimately why they kept him away from any credible source of it. For in the presence of Great Power---He is simply THAT much more powerful himself. And nobody wants to risk a Power they cannot control. And in fear of trying his patience, the Reins were loosed and Romulus was allowed to travel of his own accord and immediately found himself, HERE. By now he was at least 50 meters from the gathering, still pluming with a vast Electromagnetic Aura localized around his being, and FINALLY, some vocalization could be gained from him as his voice boomed across the gap. "FINALLY..........Real Satisfaction!"Whether this meant he simply wanted to stand there and absorb all that was here for his own? Unclear. Could this mean that he intended on partaking in the throws of combat here???? Also unclear, but highly probable. The Underlying fact however is that the longer he was left to his devices with no resistance, the greater an issue he'd eventually become.

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