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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: Him and Her [ Private, Ulqui ] Sat Jan 10, 2015 6:13 am
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Chikara, the surname connotation the all-powerful, capable and influential. Those connotations stemmed solely from the meaning of the work, but it was not just a surname that was tossed around; in the modern day the name Chikara was almost instantly associated with the previous Monsuta Leader, The Destroyer Hakai Chikara. A man known not only for his trademark Black Cero but also for his prowess in combat and high intelligence, he was something of envy. His brother on the other hand, was almost the opposite when it came to intellect, some deemed him dumb or idiotic while others questioned why he was given the rank of Commander. To most who witnessed him in combat, it was apparent why he was the Black Ops Commander, his speed in combination with his raw hand to hand capabilities put him in the league of his own.
His orange eyes glistened as he sat atop the Black Ops Barracks, the word had it that a new individual joined their ranks. A girl to be more precise, one that had a tenacious ability to keep fighting, something Sting admired in her. Sting Chikara, wasn’t an individual to show admiration in another’s abilities, to an extent he never showed the slightest admiration in any other beings power but it was the raw fact that even fear stricken the girl fought at the best of her capabilities to match Sting toe to toe a feat achieved by only one other foe, Hakai. The girls rank came as a surprise, it was said that she had planned to joined the Elites of the Monsuta, although it was fairly self-explanatory considering her Iramasha origin, the rank of the Beginning wasn’t something that brought to light the true extent of her capabilities.
An individual dressed in an all-black attire touched down a hundred meters from Sting, a messenger none the less. Sting smirked. You see, over the time that he has been the Commander of the Black Ops, any messenger that got too close to him often returned with broken bones if lucky so it was no wonder that this messenger took no chances. Sting vanished from atop the building only to re-appear in front of the knelt messenger in the blink of an eye; the man fell back in haste and alarm while Sting simply laughed at him. He sunk his hands into his pockets and set a firm gaze on the messenger prompting him to quickly deliver the message and so the man began his utterance…
What the messenger had to say rather exciting. He shared news of the new Elites location and echoed the fact that she sought to meet with him in the wastelands. Stings smirk reformed as the heart pounding news prompted him to spare the messenger. His left hand extended and formed a gargantuan to his side; in the meantime the messenger regained his footing and vanished. It appeared that his squad always wanted to venture out with him as they individual made their presence known in the court yard. In this Squad, they had a little code of accompanying the Commander, any member who manages to successfully land a punch on him was allowed to travel to the location and so the members didn’t waste any time as the code was put into play the instant the gargantuan opened.
Ten individuals’ risked life and limb as they all attacked simultaneously, Sting looked around, the world seemingly slowing down as they neared. Although many said he lacked intellect, Sting possessed one fear striking commodity which allowed him to mentally plan counter attacks while analysing the gaps in his defence. This ability not only stemmed from his developing IQ but from the fact that his inner, tactical hollow spirit often shared its insightful knowledge with him. As oppose to ruining these ten combat specialists, Sting simply stepped back and into the Gargantua, closing it shut in the process, leaving the daring squad men behind.
Stings electricity crept along his body as he paced himself toward the Wastelands of the feeble ol’ earth. Over the years, he failed to get the same levels of adrenaline and excitement that he had from fighting this girl from any other foe. As much as he liked her, he also hated her, it’s hard to comprehend but the relationship between the duo can be closely linked to that of Start and Lilyenette, the dynamic Arrancar duo. What made the girl ever more so interesting to Sting was the fact that no matter how much one would try, she wouldn’t die, exciting right?
For a girl of her size, it would be easy for a foe to underestimate her, call her kid or anything demeaning but in actual fact the true potential of her power pars even some of the strongest of opponents around. Sting made his way out of the miserable black hole that was utilized for travel. His feet instantly sunk into sand but the boots kept him clear of the parasitic grains of sand that reach every part of the fucking body upon contact. He had no clue where to look for the girl, his spiritual sensing abilities weren’t the best of the Monsuta but regardless he simply stood there and sure enough she appeared from over the horizon, Zwei Yuki…
What made this ever more so perfect was Stings desire to return power to the Monsuta. He sought a partner, but no being recruited to the organization had power that was compatible to his. Zwei on the other hand would make a perfect counterpart to his dominatrix, he wasn’t the type to outright ask her to join him but he knew she had an agenda with inviting him over to this empty shit hole and so he waited on her approached, his body resonating both a demonic aura and a heavy lust of blood.