Wed Jul 27, 2016 11:38 am
Darkness take you!
Enter Henrex Astillon:
The Angel of Darkness
Word Count: 544
OOC NOTE: Before you read this post Kade, read this. This will be my one and only second chance I'm giving you to RP with me. No more of this making up shit on the fly, or powerplaying/metagaming/godmodding. like in the other thread. I am not saying that you are doing all three of these, I am simply listing them as a reference. If you do any of these, I will leave this thread. That is all.
The silent footsteps of Henrex's feet shuffled as he walked around the Seireitei. He wasn't exactly patrolling, but he was making sure that there wasn't any trouble. A bit of a self-induced little mission of his. He wanted his home to be safe. Dying the first time motivated Henrex to keep living, and keep his new home safe. The single revealed eye of Henrex soon shifted around, scanning the area even more. He wasn't taking any chances. With a single hand moving towards his Zanpakutō, Henrex detected something. Not with his eyes, but with his senses. A dual typed spiritual pressure hit him like a tidal wave.
The feet of Henrex Astillon quickly started moving, still silent as he ran towards the area where he felt the spiritual pressure from before. His hand instantly went to the under the tsuba of his sword, using his left thumb to quickly flick the sword's blade out by around three to five inches. He wasn't taking any chances this time. After the events with Stefan Soan, he couldn't trust anyone with even the slightest bit of Hollow within them, nor could he trust anyone's spiritual pressure that just seemed to appear out of nowhere.
However, there were more spiritual pressures there. Unseated Shinigami. Damn it. He recognized the spiritual pressures of these unseated Shinigami. These Shinigami hated Vizards and wanted to wipe they from the world. Well, Henrex wouldn't let them just kill the Vizard who seemed to be just wandering around the Seireitei. The sword that had previously only been unsheathed by a few inches soon was fully exposed to the cold midnight air, and the sound of the blade being unsheathed echoed throughout the area.
Unsealing his wings, the two massive black, leathery objects on his back spread wide as he leaped into the air. He didn't have time for modesty or hiding himself. He wasn't going to allow the Shinigami to attack the Vizard. Flash Stepping past the barrier, Henrex soared overheard, before speeding towards the ground. Keeping his sword ready, the body of Henrex Astillon slammed into the ground on his feet, before a large burst of spiritual energy would sprout from his body as an aura, and the black eyes of Henrex would glow silver. Altering his eye color using his spiritual energy would make him seem much more menacing to these Shinigami.
Spinning his sword in an arc around him, an aura of black and purple spiritual energy would flow from the blade. Henrex, who had been crouched down due to his landed, soon rose from his position, pointing his sword at the unseated Shinigami who were attempting to attack this Vizard. Glaring at them, Henrex would shout out a single, authority filled command.
"STAND DOWN, SHINIGAMI! NOW!"
His now returned black eyes stared daggers at the Shinigami attempting to attack the Vizard. It wasn't right for Shinigami to attack someone of their own race simply because they had the energy of a Hollow flowing through them. In fact, Henrex welcomed Vizards to the Seireitei. He considered them like him. They were scarred from the damage that their Hollow could have done, and more. Henrex would not allow this Vizard to be harmed. If these Shinigami had a problem with it, they would fight him.
I walk a path...with no end....