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Post by Angel on Mar 2, 2010 18:29:01 GMT -5
This was a smaller city, Kaimu had reached. He stared out into space softy, once again as always seeming to be completely devoid of emotion. He was tracking someone powerful that he had been feeling and getting leads on, but for this moment.. he was side tracked, standing on top of a roof.. looking about at the rooftops of these homes, businesses, and buildings and the way they covered all the land he saw before him in the soft evening sun. Everything was so peaceful, yet not at the same time.. he wasn't really sure what he was supposed to feel about it all.
Though he wasn't sure what he was supposed to feel about anything. All he knew is he was supposed to do his mission..
He heard a few awkward sounds and then started to become alert. There was rumors of a threat to this land, someone with a terrorist mindset. He wasn't sure who could be showing up, but even the possibility that they could be the person he was tracking was enough to make him on guard. He wasn't the type to let himself get off guard.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 2, 2010 18:49:16 GMT -5
Swish
The sound of warrior entering the scene, also the sound of wind rustling through a bush of leaves. All in the same, Iracaj Kcirder landed gracefully atop one of the large business rooftops slightly taller than the roof that Kaimu was standing upon. His Shinigami attire caught up with his swift quick movement as it settled itself against the wind, or rather as settled as it could be with the currents of air brewing. The light from the sky made all distinctive features evident to the relatively young Shinigami, his golden orange hair and black clothes along with a simple Wakizashi Zanaptkou placed firmly on the right side of his waist.
"Mibssss?" The young black entity questioned his life partner, Iracaj. Iracaj only responded with a nod and whether Kaimu acknowledged Iracaj's appearance was a personal issue in its own. Iracaj's hand swiftly motioned to the hilt of his shorter length katana. His palm folding over the sheathe that encased it and the guard that closed it shut. With a brief establishment of footing Iracaj spoke, as far as the two were hopefully his words would reach Kaimu. And if it didn't, well then like before, it was a personal issue in its own.
"So, are you the one who has been following me?" As much as Iracaj hated the exchanging of words, the mere thought of it brought bashfulness from the pits of his soul where he buried it. As awkward as it was to speak, it was just as awkward to be spoken to. Or rather that's how Iracaj found it. After those very words left his mouth, his upper lip folded over his bottom one as if locking it close. Iracaj's head shifted breaking any eye contact that could have been established, his eyes looking off toward right though still keeping Kaimu in his line of vision.
He wasn't stupid, just....Hmph...Shy.
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Post by Angel on Mar 3, 2010 17:31:36 GMT -5
[Danggit, I had this post all written up then my internet died. =_=]
Kaimu had noticed the second person jump up, but pretended to not notice. He wanted to see what he would do, where he would go. But then the new person spoke to him, and despite the fact that a normal human would have had to strain his ears to hear what was spoken, Kaimu was anything but.
He didn't however, make any outwardly sign that he heard the words and instead looked onward at a point to his side. He thought for a moment, his mind working in mission mode, like a computer, like always. If this was the man that he was going after, what was the best solution to take? What could he do to gauge him and find out his motives? Conversing, it was more Angel's thing. She would always talk things out, try and figure out the feelings of the person. But not everyone responded to that he found in his time.
So instead, looking over and giving him a huge (however fake) smile, he pulled out his wooden sword and called, "Hey there! Feel like training with me?"
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 3, 2010 19:19:08 GMT -5
"No." Calm words from the novice Shinigami. Mibs looked over giving him an inquisitive look. Iracaj glanced over at Kaimu who was holding his wooden sword.
Baka.
Iracaj's Zanpaktou would cut that hunk of wood in two. No matter, Iracaj's hand which was placed over the hilt and guard dropped to his side. His eyes retracting to their forming position, he let his eyelids fold over them slowly. Being so high up and with the sun directly over them, it begun to bother him. Hurt him actually.
Seconds passed and he figured it was time to leave. If there was no business here he'd like to be on his way, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't follow me anymore." He uttered, hopefully allowing him to go about his business in peace. Even though Iracaj did have to train and get stronger in order to unlock a higher power, Shikai, he rather do it on his own.
And with that, Iracaj turned to the right and started walking away slowly, over the worn down business rooftop. Feet parting as they crept around the various metal wiring and fixtures.
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Post by Angel on Mar 3, 2010 21:29:05 GMT -5
Kaimu gripped this wooden sword tightly. Should he just let him leave? Should he follow? His mind was torn a bit between the two decisions.. one seemed peaceful but might end up causing damage. Someone like him obviously had something to hide by his actions. So he felt he should do the right thing and not let him leave so easily.
Using his enhanced speed, he made 3 quickly instantaneous movements of five feet each, allowing him to be on the other roof. A quick jump later an he was near the other one. "Oi Oi, I just wanted to get some training done! I'm not really following you, I just follow anything interesting enough. Surely it wouldn't hurt if you spar with me for a little while!" he said with another very large grin. This time, his wooden sword was very much in a stance that showed he prepared to be attacked at any moment.. he wasn't sure how the sword wielder would react to the extremely speedy movements.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 3, 2010 21:43:33 GMT -5
As Iracaj begun to make his leave Kaimu decided to persist, obviously. "Hmm?" Iracaj hummed as if he didn't expect this. In fact you could say he invited this little spar by walking awa as he did instead of the usual Shunpo. A smile played on his lips as Iracaj turned quickly to face Kaimu.
"Mhm.." He said again, though lowly enough for one. He didn't expect the wooden sword wielder to be able to move so quickly. It was actually stunning to see anyone move at a speed similar to a Shunpo. Maybe Iracaj wouldn't mind sparring with this lad anyway.
"Mib mib mib mibs!!!" Mibs yelled out, his spirit for battle boiling and bursting as he pointed one of his curly fingers at the target. It seemed he was already eager for a battle. Mibs jumped down off of Iracaj shoulder and stood in front of him. His 2ft self looking like a possessed plushie. Iracaj's hand motioned to his hilt again, the palm curling over the sheathe with his thumb firmly pressed against the guard of the Zanpaktou.
"Whenever your ready." Iracaj said, his voice low though deep, powerful and assertive. A cool air blew over the rooftops. A rising air current of hot air mixed with the cool air that came in from a breeze. As they collided directly between Iracaj and Kaimu a rustle of dust and rocks picked up swirling like a miniature tornado slightly obscuring the two's vision. The small wisp of air rose for about 3 ft until reaching it's pinnacle height and begun to descend.
Iracaj's sense became sharp and Mibs stood on alert for whatever would come in their upcoming battle....
Spar.
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Post by Angel on Mar 3, 2010 21:55:38 GMT -5
Kaimu was happy, somehow he had figured that going after him would change his mind. This type just wanted to catch a glimpse of his power, and that he had given him. His wooden sword was only because it was the only thing that could stand up to Kaimu's extreme style.
Which started to show evident now. He rushed at him with his extremely speedy movements again, almost instantaneously appearing next to his foe and then striking at his side. As soon as this movement was carried out, his feet would, by natural instinct attempt to jump backwards. As his body moved, it left a strange, gray-black trail that seemed to ripple in the air itself. Even his sword swing carried this ripple, and if he wasn't tied down his jump would leave the trail as well. He wondered how the react if he touched it, which would definitely happen if his sword was used to meet the wooden sword.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 3, 2010 22:12:56 GMT -5
Oh but no, Iracaj kept track of the man's speed. It was truly captivating. His eyes had a hard time following but they had grown used to moving at high speeds as well. Having to keep an eye on your opponent while Shunpo'ing was no easy task and it was one he was glad he was good at.
As Kaimu struck out at Iracaj, he jumped back off both legs about 2 ft. As he jumped back he turned his upper body slightly toward Kaimu dodging the sideways strike.(Didn't specify) Simultaneously pushing hard on the guard of his Wakizashi Zanpaktou causing the Zanpaktou to shoot out of the sheathe and the butt of the sword to fly directly at Kaimu's gut at high speeds.
While this took place Mibs jumped forward, it's curly little fingers hardening and extending forming sharp claws. He jumped and then landed, using that as a prompt footing he sprang forward with much strength aiming to ram into Kaimu and tackle him head on.
Iracaj noticed this ripple of air fortunately for him he had put some distance between the two so he wouldn't have to deal with it for the time being. With a shutter of his Reitsu a longer, Daito type Zanpaktou formed in his right hand. This one longer than an actual katana was his primary Zanpaktou for battle, the other one was always the kick off weapon.
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Post by Angel on Mar 5, 2010 14:55:37 GMT -5
The butt of the Zanpakto hit Kaimu's gut, sending him wrenching back. Painful, but dealable. In fact, it gave him a bit of an advantage. First, if he didn't pull back the Zanpakuto fast enough, it would get trapped in the void for a turn, also.. Mibs attack would most likely cause him to come ramming into the void energy as well.
Quickly moving about 4 ft back with his speed, and gave another smile at the combatant. He was good, for surely sure. The fact that he could see him moving at near instant movements was something to be credited for. Surely it wasn't perfect, but it was something to be bothered by. Slamming his sword into the ground, a huge surge of energy blasted about the air, sucking the magic and the luck from the air, only leaving the already existing void in it's wake. All attacks that used them would be useless as no one would have them for a turn of posts.
Kaimu did it to see his reaction. That's what he was doing this all for. The fact that he would pull real swords against someone he was just training was already interesting.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 6, 2010 21:52:46 GMT -5
As previously stated, Iracaj's Zanpaktou was stuck in the void. Iracaj's brow furrowed when he saw his Zanpaktou stuck in mid air and froze in place. That's when his eyes instantly shifted to Mibs only to find him also stuck in that void. A great array of anger overtook the rookie Shinigami. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward. His Daito Zanpaktou, long and deadly positioned at an upright angle toward Kaimu.
That's when.
"Urgh." The unexpected wave of energy, void, hit Iracaj. It's not that it hurt but he felt stripped, void. His left foot stepped forward slowly keeping his eyes on Kaimu. Then...
Fail.
Iracaj stumbled forward nearly tripping. His face full of surprise as his Shunpo failed. His upper body jerked forward and his long Zanpaktou went downward toward the ground. The tip of his sword skidding against the ground.
Iracaj tried to quickly recover by standing up and correcting his posture before his opponent took advantage of it.
Mibs tried to squirm and resist but he couldn't move frozen within the void. As the energy wave hit him he started to fade out. Losing his color and form. That wave was definitely messing with his ability to 'exist'
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Post by Angel on Mar 21, 2010 16:48:08 GMT -5
By this point, the void however would already be slowly wearing down. Kaimu realized that now, there was only a split second to take advantage of such a move. Was he really doing it just to gauge a reaction? Shouldn't he put him more off guard?
Though, admitting.. Kaimu had to say he was a tad disappointed. His opponents reaction to it was seemingly nothing bit disorientation and anger. He was too reliant on his powers it seemed too allow him to smile and shrug it off.
Running at his enemies direction, without his enhanced speed this time, he tried to bring their distanced within a few feet. If he was able to accomplish that, he would use his power to void out a spot right next to his enemy, and in doing so with this special power of void, cause an explosion that's source was just a few centimeters from Iracaj's gut.
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Post by Drake Mitibuki on Mar 28, 2010 20:12:16 GMT -5
Regaining his stance, he automatically decided not to waste anytime. Quickly pushing Reitsu into the soles of his feet and throughout his body performing a Shunpo, he beat Kaimu to the halfway point of himself and Iracaj. Iracaj quickly reaching out and grabbing his Wakizashi Zanpaktou while he was already there, stripping it from the fading void and making an upward slash for Kaimu's torso all in one swift movement.
Mibs finally fell from the void and landed on it's two feet. He was still a bit disorientated and he waited awhile until he got back to full strength.
Iracaj smirked, he was already enjoying this battle and hoping that his opponent would bring him more excitement.
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Post by Angel on Apr 4, 2010 23:22:17 GMT -5
Of course, Kaimu's plans changed the second that he started moving himself. Using the enhanced speed that he hadn't before then, he pushed himself back with his instanteous movements allowing him to just barely manage to avoid being slashed thanks to him having to grab his sword out of his movements. If Kaimu hadn't always been the type to constantly be overcautious about his opponent, that wouldn't have been the case. He remembered how he kept on de-magicking a certain woman's weapon in order to make sure it didn't have any nasty side effects. This feeling had always been able to save him in the past.. but this time it was too close and he felt a sharp sting, it seemed the blade had nicked his arm as he had rushed past. Nothing serious, but it was close enough to be worried about in the future. He wouldn't be able to do that sort of thing anymore..
Because his body started warping. The Kaimu of the old was being twisted away, being replaced by the new Kaimu. They had the same soul though, and even though the old didn't know what was going on.. he for once didn't feel afraid. He felt at peace. His body grew transparent and he knelt for just a moment, and in place a young female knight was there. She gripped her sword tightly, this one wasn't simply wooden like the other. She had a blank expression on her face, and her blank eyes.
"I don't know why, but I'm sure we are meant to fight." she said, not having the memories of what had happened up till now, but she felt a tad drained as if she had just moved quickly and she felt a sharp sting on her arm, having the same cut. Enough to tell her that whatever the situation was, it was dangerous. She gripped her sword steadily, waiting to deflect any movement he might do. Also, she readied her horns, just in case this opponent was capable of a special long distance approach.
But she mostly was wondering how she even got here, and if she should plan to retreat.
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