Rising from the snow again. [Quincy Open]

Sun Jul 17, 2016 6:28 pm

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“Breathless.”

The shell responded as she stood upon a platform many hundreds of feet from the frigid cold tundra that spread out around her like an endless sea of white. The howl of the winds which were saturated with flakes of pure white. Her own breath was fogged up from this extreme climate that was known as antarctica the home of the Quincy, or the original home of the vandenreich. Every since she had been there hiding in the shadows, even in their final hours before it had been all destroyed and wiped away, the slate once again being reduced back to the starting block. This ancient quincy, older than most had merely stepped forth from the shadows to fill the position that was needed of her, for her people, for the organization that had been started all those years ago. Yes the shell was many things, a former samurai from an era long lost, and one of the oldest quincy, one of those trained originally by nozomi when all those years ago the quincy had began to crop up in the world to combat the hollows that showed up.

Her peerless blue eyes, diluted like glacial runoff from the mountains come spring, stared across the snow, as even without her energy being considered to be monstrous she was unusual when it came to quincy. A true behemoth, even if she was still human in almost every way. Her name shared kinship with the cold, being of norse origin, the land of eternal ice niflheim. Yet for now, as reishi loosely formed in the air she had given shape to it, and blown upon the blue dusted mist. The form of a lark being formed plucked straight from the confines of her imagination, albeit it didn’t move, merely a sculpture of reishi , completely and utterly useless, yet still pretty to look at, even from a distance the color blue being broken down into many fragmented hues depending on the way the light deemed to hit it.

Then Niflheims eyes slid up and she glanced over the landscape and she couldn’t help but cringe on the inside, even if her exterior remained as expressionless as ever. She thought about how the quincy race had dwindled until this point, and how the once proud organization had been rendered a mere shadow of it’s past, where it was powerful and grand. That was old history, and this was the harsh reality of the present, it was time to rebuild step by step, even if that meant that the road would be harsh and perilous, this organization was more than a mere symbol of the quincy, even if it was not her teacher’s creation, it held a cherished place in her heart, and because of that she decided she would take up the mantle if needed and rebuild.

And so as she let her energy filter out into the very depths she thought about how everything had changed ever since those simple yet chaotic times of her upbringing, where one could protect something simply with a bow, or with an arrow of one's own choice. The world hosted monsters now far stronger than she herself was, and because of that it was time for her to step up, she would walk the path and become a monster herself if she needed. . . However that wasn’t important, what was important was picking up the pieces bit by bit, and rebuilding her home once more, even if it was difficult, and foolish. . .That was her purpose, as the sternritter grandmaster, to lead her people into a new era.

With that in mind, her hands spread out and she had allowed her reishi to expand, brilliant like a star and glowing with power that expanded outwards to flare and light up the world with splendor, a beacon to quincy to hopefully draw them like a moth to a flame, and after the light died down she had allowed herself to descend, platforms of energy forming beneath her feet as she stepped down, step by step until her feet touched the ground. After which time she glanced across the snow, and dispelled the blizzard temporarily through a manipulation of reishi to form a raw pulse, that blasted outwards. Then she stood there in the quiet. . .And she waited.

Sun Jul 17, 2016 6:54 pm

"This place is saddening" Gin thought as he stood in the snow, his race had been reduced to live in this place, where nothing was easy. Food couldn't be grown and there was nothing here. They had been forced from their homeland many years ago by the Shinigami's hand, reduced to a small species and now the land which they once called home was under the control of the Kokuryuteshi. Something that made him angry inside.

The boy's royal blue eyes searched the dead landscape for anything, but alas nothing appeared. He set back towards the place he now called home as he moved he let his eyes look over the wasteland a final time before his attention was drawn to bright glow in the sky, first thoughts that came to his mind was an attack, like a flare or signal although he quickly dismissed it due to not feeling any foreign reiatsu in the air, however he quickly calculated where the star might've come from and moved towards the general area.

He didn't realise it at first but when he got to the place where he thought it might be the blizzard was gone, and in its place a woman stood. He was hooded of course, in a white cloak with a fur trim. It would obscure his face although his piercing gaze looked at the woman coldly, something he did to everyone so it wasn't just reserved for her. He didn't speak but simply stood as the woman looked back.

Sun Jul 17, 2016 7:10 pm

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“.Mn.. oh?”

With the ability to control energy on the level that she had, it was easy for her to sense to foreign energy that had invaded the thin veil that she had allowed to spread out in the maximum radius of her control. Finely dispersed reishi that floated about would sense and alert her to those who were not well, herself. While this was certainly useful and could be applied to many situations it didn’t mean that she would be able to garner things like race, age, or even power level from such brief contacts. It just simply oriented her in the general direction that the person was from, so she wasn’t caught completely unaware when they arrived. In this case she glanced over her shoulder her eyes arched before allowing her breath to leave in a cloud of smoke, which was quickly blown off by the wind. Those clear blue eyes of hers discerning a figure garbed in a furry coat, their features indiscernible from this distance even with eyes that were used to looking at things from a distance.

As they came closer she merely had spoke over the howling wind, her words echoing across the barren landscape, amplified by her usage and manipulation of reishi, utilizing energy to increase the volume of the words only once they had ended up leaving her mouth. Of course because of this it meant her voice came out thunderously loud, even though when in reality she hadn’t spoke any louder than a standard polite and inquisitive whisper.

“..So are you of the Vandenreich, or are you a stranger to this land of snow and death?”

Her words did not have a lick of concern, instead they held the regality of a person who had lived their life based on their own principles, without having lust or some emotion otherwise inflicting self doubt or taking her away from her original decisions. It was also however calm and unaggressive, a soothing and musical voice that carried well despite the deafening volume the reishi introduction had elevated the words to. As she awaited a reply she had decided to envision the construction of a chair composed entirely of reishi, condensed and hardened to the point of changing from intangible to tangible form. She would of course have then sat down upon the chair, her left leg hiking up and crossing over the right, her earrings jangling slightly as she shifted to rest her chin upon her balled up fist, expression varying from searching and studying, to indifferent and bored.

She of course awaited a reply, and would do so without being aggravated until such a time as she got one. Given in her life, she had found sometimes patience was vastly superior to impatience, and there was far more uses for patience. As one who rushed would very often miss things that normally to most would be absolutely blaringly obvious, and in her case she wanted to miss nothing, she would take it slow, one step at a time. Even when the first step was something mundane like this.

Tue Jul 19, 2016 10:57 pm

The cloaked figure stood impassive as the Sternritter Grand Master spoke the question which roared around him and assaulted his ears. Despite the sound of the booming voice Gin didn't move, or even flinch for that matter. He had figured out who it was that stood before him by her appearance and rumours around other soldat like him. It didn't take the cloaked figure long to answer her.

"Why are you abusing your powers for something as stupid as this. I suppose it would probably be due to you being bored or maybe you just feel like annoying someone. To answer your question though I am a simple soldat, the fact that you didn't realise from my standard issue uniform makes me wonder if the question was rhetorical or not. Now that I see your little stunt was not some signal for attack or an attack itself I am going to go back to my duties before you interrupted me"

His words spoke with a mixture of annoyance and spite at this woman's distraction, the fact that she then preceded to make a chair to sit down and hinted that she might want a longer discussion irritated him further, after all, being so secluded he hated having to even be in the presence of another human being, it wasn't reserved for her but for the world in general. Without another word from his mouth the Quincy turned to disappear back into the blizzard before he realised that the storm had gotten worse in this small encounter and distraction, if he had not been drawn away when he had he would've gotten back but now her actions had done quite the damage to his day. Of course he didn't turn back to face her, instead the cloaked figure stood impassive with his back turned towards the woman.

Tue Aug 02, 2016 12:29 am

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“.Mn.. oh?”

Irritation, Amusement, Contemplation, Silence. Those were the steps that went through her mind as she processed the behavior of this simple soldat. An individual who while on the bottom rung of the organization was just as important to it’s workings as she herself was, albeit there was more of them then there was of her. That. . . For this moment though, was completely and utterly irrelevant. What mattered was the blatant disrespect shown to her, to her own actions and simply because she was trying to gather quincy in the quickest and arguably most effective way. If one sent out a surge of energy? More likely than not those who could be considered spiritually sensitive would end up checking it out, that just was an often recurring theme with people of that nature. So Niflheim swallowed the bitter taste of anger and frustration at this man, because it wasn’t her place to be angry. What he said to some extent was actually true. She had been stupid with her energy, and she hadn’t really seen his uniform or cared to look at it before she asked a simple question. Smiling still she got up from her chair and with the mask of perfect calm she lifted it over her head and. . .

She chucked it into the storm, walking after the quincy that had felt it necessary to a) leave her ass sitting there looking for a meaningful conversation. B) Left her ass sitting there in the middle of nowhere. . . C) Left her ass. Her feet moving with short, punctual steps that struck upon the thin layer of reishi she had constructed between her and the know via c the control. Each step allowing her to catch up to this other quincy, until finally she ended up side by side with them, not winded, nor angry. Instead answering this first question with clarity and a soft melodic voice that was a farcry from the loud obnoxious one that she had been using earlier.

“. . I used my energy to attract quincies. Second, i didn’t see your uniform because the snow made it too difficult to see things properly. Now as for your work, i guess i will accompany you. Two are better than one right?”

Softly her lips pulled into a practiced smile before her multi-hued silver eyes flicked across the landscape taking in all the different snowdrifts and whorls of snow that would blow past due to differences in the gusts that whipped the snow up into a frenzy, simple stuff like that. Her expression was not really smiling, nor was it frowning, it instead was entirely neutral. There was a reason she was known as the Ice Queen of the vandenreich. Her personality was naturally cold due to s the shell, she thought of things with logic rather than with heart. It just happened to be that in this case, she had moved on from conversing mode to looking for and identifying hollows for extermination, given the hollows in this part of Antarctica seemed to increase fairly rapidly if no one culled their numbers after a while, and it just happened that it was time to do so, given the vandenreich hadn’t the power nor the resources to effectively send out people to kill these hollows as of late.

Niflheim had allowed reishi to lightly form up and down the sides of her arms, not by doing any special manipulation of the reishi, instead she had used the properties of P The Power and changed the dispersion factor of it, condensing the radius until it made this concentrated veil that encrusted her forearm and hands with blue-silver light. It would serve to in a case of attack to bolster her striking force, acting in the same way hierro would for an arrancar, only it would be on an extremely weaker level, this wouldn’t stop damage from happening. Instead it would bolster the amount of damage she would be able to put behind physical blows, such as punches, backhands, chops and so-forth. Next? She would manipulate and spread out reishi with the intent of making a loose “Sonor” like field around her in a hundred foot radius. This would alert her to alien energies that resided within .It wouldn’t tell her what they were, or even their exact location. Instead it would just be a general ping in a certain direction, and a rough estimate of how much power was behind that ping. Everything else would remain unknown.

Finally with all those steps out of the way, she flicked her eyes back to the other quincy, the soldat. Her mouth parting to let out a foggy breath before she spoke again.

“I am Niflheim P. I am the Sternritter Grandmaster of the Vandenreich, What is your name? If you don’t mind me asking of course.”

Finished with the formalities she kept an eye out for action. She was in the mood for a good hunt after all.

Tue Aug 02, 2016 8:38 pm

The conversation had progressed until it reached the state of silence, his words had left her quiet and he was very sure she was quite angry and annoyed by the mere soldat being so disrespectful to her. But to the teenager this woman was nothing more than another person in a sea full of people that he had to put up with.

So as this woman rose from her rose from her chair the turned figure could sense her every move, purposely using the nearby reishi he sensed the chair's new position although as she tossed it the soldat rose his hand and made a crushing motion turning his open hand into a closed fist. The woman would hear the explosion from the soldat causing a build up of pressure in the structure before the chair finally couldn't take the pressure and finally BOOM!

Of course the chair would create fragments in the air which would act like a grenade with small splinters and fragments being thrown around the area of course Ginryu had already accounted for that and as they flew towards Niflheim she would find the fragments frozen a few metres from her being.

"You shouldn't litter this landscape with junk"

His words would only see to annoy her further, that he guessed although she still insisted on approaching him. Despite his hostile approach to her she insisted on joining him, he wondered if she did this to piss him off further, but sighed in resignation as her lovely harmonic voice had a way of irritating him, this woman seemed to want her pay back to make him suffer with her company. Finally she introduced herself and Ginryu looked towards the sky, weighing up whether to respond and finally decided he should just go along with this since it would cause less annoyance.

"I am Ginryu Ishida, you may lead ma'am"

The fact she introduced herself as someone so high in rank made him say the words bitterly as he waited for her to take the lead as the commanding officer in his presence.

Wed Aug 03, 2016 11:16 pm

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She paused, she pondered and then she exhaled. This was certainly not going how she planned it to, here she had been gearing up to have a conversation with another of her kind. She had hoped it would be flowing and pleasant, yet what she got was far from it. The words that had been said had a certain hostility to it, and the frequency of those words had been few and far between. Which made the Sternritter Grandmaster think, about what she could do to get this hunk of quincy ice to open up to her, about how she could connect with this member and form a lasting bond that could end up helping them both as well as for the benefit of the organization that they both seemed to work in. The problem was she was coming up blank with idea’s all the thoughts that usually bounced around in her head seemed to be oddly quiet much to her frustration. After all, the one time that she needed them? Poof! They just weren’t there for her to use anymore, a problem that ended up making her just shake her head from one side to the other in irritation as she heard the other quincy speak about how she was “Littering” a sentiment that made her snap once.

The effect? Well the fragments of the chair would disperse into energy in it’s purest form, the delicate incandescent blue being gobbled up by the howling winds that blew on by, scattering the energy back into it’s native habitat while Niflheim continued to walk besides the other. Her steps of course still not touching the ground, the noise made by her thigh high boots minimal at best since the wind was loud enough to obscure any natural sounds, literally speaking would require either spiritual filters or supernaturally amplified voices if one ever hoped to get the point across. Niflheim herself had naturally been letting the other quincy lead simply because he was the one who had come out here to patrol the area, not the other way around. Yet it seemed once the quincy who introduced himself as Ginryu learned of her status he had wanted her to lead. . a thought that made her internally cringe, as this certainly wasn’t the start she was hoping for with this stranger who belonged to her organization. This was not what she had envisioned at all. So she tried a different tactic.

Walking ahead she let her nonsensical guise fade. Only leaving the hardened exterior that had earned her office in the first place to remain. Her head on a slight swivel taking in the landscape, building up countless strategies in her head until they bordered on the thousands. Every possible situation was ran through her mind, be it ambushes or constant struggles, to even a random mass invasion, she had carefully planned, categorized and stored her reactions to each and every one of those instances in the minute or so that she was silent. It wasn’t instantaneous by any means, but just by raw processing, her mind already outstripped some modern supercomputers. Of course not in math or any data analysis but instead in predictive and strategy, after all she was the advisor to the Emperor in some situations, that meant she hadn’t the luxury of being dumb or being half-assed in her efforts. . Then she decided to speak, her voice coming out while still kind like before, with a hardened steel-like and frigid edge that showed her experiences, her choices, and her determination.

”..So Ginryu, What do you see when you look at the vandenreich. Do you see crumbling remains, or a platform to build upon to make it great once more?”

Neutrally she asked this question, to be frank she could see him answering either way. As just from the small encounter they had thus far, he didn’t seem like the kind of man who would resort to ass kissing or boot licking. He seemed like the type of person who would make a critical assessment and a valid statement based on his own beliefs rather than based on the benefits versus the consequences of how he answered. Since in this case there was neither benefit nor Consequence for answering, As this was an ice-breaker, a way for her to get him to enter in meaningful conversation, as if they could just converse she felt she might be able to better understand just where the person known as “Ginryu Ishida” Fit into the vast group of people known as the Vandenreich. Yet if he didn’t talk, well? She wasn’t psychic; she didn’t know the thoughts or others. Nor did she want to begin to be able to do so either. So for now it all depended on his own discretion whether this conversation continued anywhere meaningful or not.

Sun Aug 07, 2016 6:39 am

Begrudgingly the teenager followed the woman, his movements were ones filled with purpose and lacked any error in form. His entire form was covered in the long cloak although as his companion might've guessed from his previous display with her chair it was that the soldat preferred to use the manipulation of reishi and therefore he lacked any real need to have his limbs or any part of him exposed to the world.

Niflheim's attempt at chit-chat would once more fail from the boy's cold and unwavering desire to end all chat with the woman played out, while she herself was a tactician the boy was too and while she formulated her little strategies and simulations Ginryu was doing the same. In all his simulations the woman failed to bring any form of proper conversation out of him, short of ordering him to talk and even then it would still be bitter and the tone would be unwelcoming.

From the woman's question Ginryu would remain silent for a few moments although the silence would draw out, he was contemplating to even answer the question although the soldat played out the ideas of what could happen in his head he eventually decided to simply tell her, hopefully that might satisfy her need for talk and his unwelcoming nature could make her shut up already.

[color:ff9d=#lightblue]"The Vandenreich is an faction that I see already in ruin, with emperor after emperor simply using the Quincy as weapons instead of treating them as people. The Quincy are ruined, from the days of glory that the Quincy had to now being almost extinct. The chance of the purity of the Quincy race surviving is unlikely unless scientific means is implemented... ma'am"

He added the final word on it after a short pause to compliment his statement, he made it quite clear, crystal if you will, that he did not want to converse with her any further however she was stubborn, she was getting on his nerves although she outmatched him in power and rank and so he had to deal with her a little more.

Mon Aug 15, 2016 7:02 pm

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“Breathless.”

“..Why is he so infuriating.”

Nif had exhaled and kept her thoughts, and her bad attitude to herself for the moment; as they both seemed to stride through the snow and the cold. The quincy just seemed to hate her guts, or at the very least didn’t like her to much. . . Although what reason did he have to like her perhaps? All she had done currently was simply sit down, bark some orders at him and then force him into menial conversation. That wasn’t really anything that could be considered endearing even in her own books. Hence why the Sternritter Grandmaster had let out a deep exhalation, kneaded between her brow with her index and thumb and then thought. About maybe what she could say that might make things better. And was once more coming up blank when it came to just what she was going to do ,so she spoke her mind as she exhaled and tilted her head back.

”..I am going to change the vandenreich and show that the name emperor is just a name. There is no need for such power to be centralized, nor is there a need to have a regime like feel to it. What is important is the people, the race, and our prosperity, there is no need to really fight needless war’s or even battle others for land. All that isn’t relevant to us anymore, we have already fought, have already proven who we were, and then got lost along the way. In the beginning the quincy were a proud people, few in number, but proud and i intend to make this organization that way once more, i plan to turn the vandenreich into a place were people like you will have just as much a voice as people like me, which first means i must destroy what was left, and then move on, get stronger. Learn more. “

The quincy finished before letting out a deep exhale, her expression remaining grim as she turned around and glanced at the male before she just decided she was going to go for it. Her mercury gaze remaining firm and consistent as she seemed to bore into the male’s very being as she asked, her tone both light, but also demanding. Given she wanted more than this half-assed i don’t care nature he was showing. She wanted the real him, a member of her organization that she could trust, and cause to grow stronger. That was what was important, not how powerful this male was, since in that department he seemed to honestly be lacking quite a bit.

”..Will you stop acting like a emotionally lacking sack of soggy cardboard please? I don’t need you to answer me as if you are a robot. I need you to actually think and put some effort into your answers. I am trying to level with you, be honest with you, understand you. Yet all you seem to wish to do is ignore me, make me irritated and otherwise chock my existance up to being just another petty nuisance that you will be able to avoid only if you answer , make me happy and then outwait me. THAT isn’t what i want, i am trying to move the quincy forward for good, and i cannot do that with sarcasm as my only feedback. “

With her message delivered she waited and wondered what kind of response she’d get.

Mon Aug 15, 2016 8:52 pm

Walking down through the blizzard would daze a normal being, but Ginryu was able to use his acute skills in the aspects of reading the reishi to achieve a sense of bearing. Moving with his entire body obscured as well as part of his face the young man walked behind the woman that was his superior. This woman never seemed to stop, his annoyance and distaste for her was not due to the who she was.. No, it was how everyone got treated by the soldat that was Ginryu Ishida.

He did not speak at all, not a single sound would come from the cloaked figure that might as well have been a wraith to the woman with the exception of the breaths which made the hot air escape his cowl and appear to come from his exposed jaw but his entire upper face, including his eyes were shaded and as such hard to see. She spoke her little speech, as if her noble goals would make him look at her from a different angle and appreciate her efforts to communicate with him. He didn't speak of course in response, which seemed to anger her more.

When at last the woman resorted to insulting him and make her little heart warming comments.. but even their warmth made him rather annoyed and failed to raise the temperature of his cold heart even by a degree. The next words were planned carefully, aiming to bring all her hopes and dreams crashing down to make her finally realise that he had no interest of ever being anything more than what they were now.

"What a lovely speech, It's funny since I believe every single sovereign of the Quincy made some same comments, about how they'll lead the Quincy to peace and glory and after every time they have damned them to more suffering and yes. Yes I am very displeased about your very presence, your coming here and dragging me away for small talk. You insisting on trying to interact with me.. You may be stronger, you may be my superior in anything and everything but you'll soon learn that I despise the company of others. Why one such as I joined the Vandenreich I don't know... to bring the Quincy back to glory or maybe even to find hope for my people once again yet all I see is a small girl speaking of the same things that Yhwach and Hulderic and even Ghislain all said and now where are they? We are done.. this patrol is now complete, so we go our separate ways now. Unless... You want to be an even bigger hindrance on my schedule ma'am"

Of course his last words seemed to be spat at her, yet at the same time his voice was annoyingly neutral, he didn't express a hint of anger or rage. It was monotone with the exception of an irritated tone. Twisting on his heel the cloaked figure moved erected a small barrier around himself and proceeded to walk back to the compound, she could follow him, she could order him to stop. She could do just about anything but his resentment for her presence was expressed quite strongly.

This woman just won't leave me alone, find another Quincy to bother for crying out loud.

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