Intellect vs. Intellect (Myza vs. Hokori, NDE)

It was truly a beautiful day, the sun was shining and there were birds in the air. The screams of panic and dissent were not far from the border of the white city. Hokori did not take haste in getting to his mission. He began his walk from his barracks, he didn't run even when the messenger who brought news from the first division's offices handed out the official order to go out and kill an arrancar. Hokori didn't ask any questions, he didn't make a reaction. He merely thanked the messenger and informed his vice-captain that he would be out for that day. He walked from his office in the barracks to the main street. He was greeted of course by the passerby. "Good afternoon Kuchiki-Taicho" they all murmured, he of course nodded his head and murmured good day to them as well.

The path was smooth and warm, as a Kuchiki he wondered if his mother was in the Garden. Laughing as she watched the bees fly around the flowers spreading the nectar, He internally smiled at the memory. He then thought back to the letter, a fourth, sixth and seventh seat along with a moderate group of unseated shinigami had been sent out to mitigate the damage and bring the culprit to justice. However Sayuri's unit lost track of them, they decided to send someone ex-R&D to figure out what was going on. Hokori was tired, he stretched and yawned. He made to make all of his muscles stretched out and ready for anything that might be waiting for him. He missed home, he was ready already to settle down and fight a nice girl. One that understood the love and rigidity of nobility, but still loved Hokori for something more than that. Loved him for who he was.

He let out a exasperated sigh as he reached the border guard. With a nod the guard stepped aside. His massive bulk not really blocking Hokori but merely as a respectful gesture to him. Hokori acknowledged the guard and walked on, all of the emergencies lately made him wonder why the great white wall was not crashing down yet again. He took his first few steps into the Rukongai district and stopped, he closed his eyes and listened. On the air one could hear them, the screams. The horror, the destruction, and chaos. Hokori turned left and headed into the path between the houses that lined the district, It was one of the nice districts. It lacked the refined quality of the South district one, where the nobles resided if they were not in the Seireitei.



When he finally came upon the scene, oh it was a truly gruesome site to behold It was like someone had taken the last 3 houses on each side and deconstructed them into a make shift cattle pen. Spirits were milling about inside it, screaming in hysterics. There were multiple spirits missing limbs, or had deep gashes and abrasions. Hokori took note of it, But what was even more astonishing was the shinigami. fifteen shinigami sometimes three per house were all chained to houses by the same chain. It must have been at least three hundred feet long with long iron pegs at intervals of around 10 feet.

Four things were abundantly clear when Hokori walked up upon the scene. One, every single shinigami had their arms tore clean off. Yet the wounds were cauterized to allow the men and women to cling to life. Two, a little over a third of them had their mouths open and were moaning in agony. This allowed for him to deduce that they had their tongues cut out as well. Three, all of them no matter if they were moaning or not were still alive. This was surprising, surprising indeed. Hokori walked over to the nearest man and looked him over, he'd never scene this kind of handy work before. When certain individuals "work people over," they leave a distinct pattern like a signature. This was not anyone familiar, but that made Hokori all the more curious. The fourth obvious thing that was clear to Hokori, was that for the moment the culprit was no where to be found.

Hokori began to walk towards the civilian spirits, he would get the shinigami down. Civilians however took priorities, so as he began to walk over to them he kept his eyes out. He began to fluctuate both his spiritual pressure to induce gravitational pressure. But he also began to let his reiastu flow naturally. All around him shinigami began to vomit from the walls and the spirits began to kneel over choking in their own vomit. Hokori was doing something interesting. He was trying while he freed the prisoners, to strike something into the psychopath should he or she be watching. The difference in reiastu strength made her feel as if she was being poisoned by radiation and on top of that the feeling of breath being lost and knees getting weak and wanting to drop to the floor as they couldn't withstand the force that Hokori was exerting. During that time he kept his head down but his eyes open and his instincts sharp. If he did it right, whoever was watching would have two instincts warring at them. Fight and Flight, so as Hokori began to close in on the cage what would happen?

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[Weapon: Sword] {4}

[Martial Arts: Hakuda] {3}

[Intellectual Skill: Memory] {3}

[Physical Skill: Acrobatics] {3}

[Intellectual Skill: Imitation] {1}[/spoiler]

Oh my, I seemed to have underestimated my power. Hokori thought to himself. All of the Spirits feel to the ground and their breathing, Audible to the senses of Hokori stopped. Sorrow gripped him, as he was not intending to kill these spirits and yet he felt a faintly unattached to them. Hokori was once apart of squad twelve, He served under the brutality and blatant cruelty that he assumed with his mantle. What was more, he was of the Kuchiki family. The Kuchiki family taught the methods of torture used in squad 2, Hokori undergoing such training knew of the tactics used by even Sozen. The Kuchiki were cold, calculated, and knew the ways of war. He felt the sorrow and yet vanquished it without a second thought. He wasn't too bad at vanquishing it at a convenient moment either. There was a scream behind him and he turned.

Hokori turned with his full speed and just in time to see the hut to his left in the back explode and a Cero fly forward at him. In that moment he drew his blade, and it began to glow in a harsh green light as it left his sheath. By the moment he had it fully drawn and grasped his shikai was firmly released. In his hand now shoot a blade almost identical to his sealed form, but the guard had changed, becoming more of a fencing style guard. a deep grove seemed to run the length of the blade and a deep green almost black ink began to flow the length of the blade and dripped onto the ground. Parallel to his body and in front of him, a tome formed in the air. It had his reiastu signature all about it. Hokori's eyes noted the Cero and took a gamble.

Hokori's shikai had formed due to a mental release. Myza had yet to fight someone with bankai unlocked, so her knowledge of a shinigami's ability to release shikai with only a mental activation would be slim to none. His tome was wide open, his shikai's pages fluttered and lit up with a harsh green light as he activated one of his most natural powers his shikai gave him. He had the ability to absorb reiastu based attacks of inferior reiastu strength. But it didn't do just that, it filled in the blanks of his mind around techniques that he didn't understand. In this case, even though he knew what it might have been it was nice to have his suspicions confirmed.

The Cero approached and then suddenly and unexpectedly began to be sucked towards the Tome. It didn't have a choice once it was on him, it just flew almost into the pages until it was entirely extinguished. There was no explosion, only the silence. And then the screech of a women bursting forth from the wreckage of the shack and screaming out at Hokori. "You miserable little ant. How dare you? HOW DARE YOU! YOU KILLED THEM ALL!! 14 men, 12 women, and 13 children! And the men and women who you called your allies! Their blood is on YOUR HANDS, Shinigami! I hearby find you guilty of murder, of cruelty, and stepping out of your place in God's Plan! Your punishment shall be death, by my hands!"



Hokori smiled faintly in response to the ultimate irony. An arrancar who was created from a high level hollow who murdered souls and consumed both innocent dead and other hollows to gain its prior form to becoming an arrancar was actually yelling at him for the death of spirits that were as he thought, grievous losses resulting from her. Before she spoke again he murmured in his rich deep tone that he rarely used, seductive, with a hit of sarcasm. "Oh really.... You are truly extraordinary specimen. I look forward to breaking you." She raked her chain across her arm and suddenly a putrid smell riddled the air. Her spiritual pressure was sky rocketing, becoming a new form of dense power. Myza was wrong about one thing, Hokori could still sense her power easily. He was two classes above her, he could still sense her in such a form as primera etapa. "Punishand Absolve....Agonia Inquisidor!!!" Grey armor formed over her body, and in that moment Hokori dropped his blade and his Tome began to hover to his side.

There was a wet ripping noise, then suddenly, six jet-black tentacles burst out of Myza, wrapping around the arrancar like snakes. They were enormous, more than fifty feet long and each seemed to smell as putrid as when the Arrancar decided to rake the chain across her arm. Dripping off of the tentacles was a black liquid. Hokori immediately had a moment of black humor in his mind, She had a liquid probably not unlike his own. She used a form of poison based out of her rieastu, just like him. It mas humorous. But as the tentacles wrapped around her and began to block off his paths of travel he deduced a few things. First that they were extremely slow and he could dance around them with ease. Second that they were leaving him with two options.

He calculated the reiastu output, and then brought his sword up at a resting position his reiastu was fluxing again, His eyes alive in the power that was his. "Kuchiki LilyBlade, Karin" The tentacles were closing in and he had maybe a second or two left. He arced his arm to the widest arc his body could perform with a blade. And suddenly his arm and the blade became a shadow, suddenly appearing to the other side before kicking off with a shunpo of his own. However he left a little surprise, A wide arcing blade of ink was hovering exactly following the trail of his attack. How could this be? The Kuchiki who showed swordsmanship promise were taken in and taught unique and complex swordsmanship styles. One was the lilyblade, it allowed him to direct liquid off his blade to perform blades created from the directed liquids. They could cut as well as his blade and lasted for around three seconds. He had placed them there in a fraction of a second so they would hold long after he finished his action and used his shunpo to back peddle. The tentacles that attacked in the area of influence would be effected as he waited until they were almost upon him to act.

They'd be sliced open, Their contents spilling out onto the ground everywhere, with the length and arc of the attack he estimated would absolutely cleave two of the tentacle sacks in half horizontally and gash at least two more. If he hit all six that would be great, if he didn't it didn't matter. The damage was done, he landed on the roof of one of the shacks with his shunpo just inside the maximum attack range of the tentacles, around fifty five feet away Hokori was still making sure that he avoided the tentacles, but now he noticed something else. Black liquid was spilling out everywhere over the battlefield, it seemed that the tentacles were just sacks of poison. It was filling the avenue and covering the bodies in the think black goo. He wondered, "Come on Love! Your Tentacles can't touch me, Now let's see what your Cero and Bala can do!" What she wouldn't realize, was that because that ink was what had cut her tentacles and they were skin that was connected to her body. She'd be feeling apart of his shikai taking affect of her mind.

Her instincts would drop slowly, that she may have not even noticed it. But it wasn't important at the moment. It would only slowly drain her as there were no muscles in the skin sacks it seemed but striking one tentacle set off the chain, striking two made it worse, and striking four just made it fun. He was not smiling but inside he was reeling. He wanted to cut her with his blade. Gravitational pressure was still in effect, so she needed to keep her wits about her. But this fight, while started was far from over. Would she take his taunt? Would she start trying to attack him more directly? Hokori didn't know, but he was enjoying the fight.

Remaining Reiastu: 3200/3500

Shikai Post Count: 1/10

Listen to this.

Hokori watched the tentacles turned a weird color, almost a phantasm color and transparency and shifted right through the ink. Hokori was impressed that with her body's reaction speed in conjunction with her instincts she was able to process and change tactics that quickly, but that was unimportant. He was more in thought of the fact that when the tentacles just sank underground. They didn't dig, but just phased under the physical soil like it was a ghost. Hokori thought about that, thinking that if she could phase her tentacles through the ground then she could probably phase it through the shacks and through his blade. This could lead to a slip into his defenses that he could produce of a physical kind. However he had other defenses, but what annoyed him and costed Myzaraphiston Synderfell greatly was apparently the need to be able to see.

The roof of the cottage that Hokori was standing on, groaned and shifted as Myza fired her cero at the ground that served as a foundation, and although if Hokori were on ground level right underneath the cero this would have been bad. However, he wasn't. He was a story higher than she presumed, and so He didn't shunpo immediately although he could, he merely cocked out a finger from his already raised sword hand and murmured, "Hado 4. Byakurai." Because she was trying to use a tentacle to come up through the house directly on him, it would fail have to uncoil and work it's way up. However, Myza had made another mistake. She decided to charge a cero and then make a taunt of her own that took away her time to react and dodge. To make matters worse he casted a spell on his kidou, a speed Hana. Speed hana #5 To. It increased any projectile kidou including byakurai up to a speed of twice his maximum shunpo speed. So he had made his attack's attacking speed 8000 speed stat. As fast as mach 2.

The bolt of lightning that left from Hokori's right index finger hurled forward and speared through her chest. Right through the sternum and through her right lung just missing her spine. His senses and instincts were spot on with a animal. And even from this distance he knew the mark he aimed for he would hit. There were multiple reasons that this worked in his favor. She was preoccupied with her Cero charge, and then on top of that arrogantly stopped to tell him her name, rank, and who she though he was. Had she been a true primera fraccion, perhaps she would have been on guard while making that taunt. Perhaps she would have created a bigger cero to completely annihilate the foundation of the cottage Hokori had chosen to stand on. It didn't matter as it was in the past and too late for her to change her actions.

She was lucky though, that he had chosen a light spell. Although truth be told, because he had mastered the spell and it was a weak spell was the reason he was able to fire it in speed, he wasn't a kidou expert like his cousin Kyomei. But he could however, make use of what he had mastered. Reducing the charge rate on a #4 spell and skipping the incantation was child's play even without a mastery in the general kidou arts. She had been counting on him to have to immediately work on dodging the tentacles that were underground, but had not properly assessed the situation, so she paid for it. He stepped off with a shunpo, his tome protecting him from any cero or bala retaliation, even if she didn't realize it and landed outside her tentacle range. Then began tracing his sword in the air letting the ink spill out over the thatched roof, all the while speaking aloud for her to hear.

"I'm not Zieg Revolver Dear, that scum joined the Quincy. The Vandenriech shall be eradicated, and Zieg caught and punished for deserting and turning on us. I'll be overjoyed when we catch him, so we can take turns watching him burn." He was careful, during that speak he kept his eyes on Myza, and was swaying back and forth. dancing outside of her Tentacle's range. How would she react now that she had a injury, and unknown to Hokori her release was almost half way out. This was turning into a one sided fight, Hokori was just getting warmed up however. He loved to see how she would react next. He merely waited to see what she would do, he would take her back alive. But alive never equated to not being maimed. He had a way to seal her actions once she tired herself out, what would she do if he drove her to that however, he smiled in anticipation. He so dearly wanted to find out.

Remaining Reiastu: 2725/3500

Shikai: 2/10

Byakurai Speed: 8000

OOC: All right, the ruling is in. Zou had me present this in front of a Jury of three people (Z, Kami, and Kou), and they read it over. They all agree that Hokori is still hit by the tentacles, due to his timing of his attack, and that the house did indeed collapse because there is no way that a 600 RS Cero can be considered "small". So all of Myza's last post still stands.

Myza had been around a long time. Over half a millennium, as a matter of fact. She was a veritable walking repository of information on most of the common races, particularly when it came to showing them how unfit they were in a trial. However, Hokori was now doing something that hadn't happened to her in quite some time: He was showing her something she had never seen before. In her five centuries of existence, the arrancar had never even gotten the opportunity to see a Shinigami's final state of release herself. She had heard of it, certainly. She even knew that every Captain of the so-called Death Gods could utilize this "Bankai". But actually seeing it.... Well, that had eluded her, mostly because she tried her hardest to not confront individuals with that level of power.

But now, here she was, having this pathetic excuse of a Captain draw out his highest pinnacle of ability against her. In all honesty, she was surprised that he was able to even think coherently at this point. Even she would be struggling to keep a solid line of thought going if she had gotten her legs shredded like that. Every nerve in his leg would be screaming at him at this point, not to mention the light-headedness from the bloodloss. She didn't quite know how he was managing it, but in the end, it wouldn't matter. Everyone had their limits, and she was exceptionally good at finding them, and leaving them far behind in a spectacle of blood and pain.

However, pondering on his ability to function at this point wasn't high on Myzaraphiston's priority list right now. This lack of priority was enforced by the simple matter of her tentacles suddenly being drawn into the papers themselves. The sensation was... unpleasant, to say the least. Not nearly as bad as when the appendages were cut into pieces by a sword, but still a sensation she was less than accepting of. She was quickly able to tell from how the papers were reacting with her tentacles that they more likely than not were able to absorb reishi, which prompted her to immediately will her tentacles back into their fully physical state. This instantly severed where the appendages were attached to the paper, sending a veritable geyser of her poison spraying out.

Myza would cry out in pain at this, the first sign of any actual damage on the Arrancar during the entire fight, the tentacles cringing back from the paper, still wildly spraying her poison. However, if even the tiniest drop wasn't absorbed by the paper, it would get into the wounds on the 5th Captain's legs, instantly incapacitating him. The mere memory of Lucifer wouldn't be able to compare to that pain, no matter how vividly Hokori may remember it. A memory of pain will never compare to the reality of it However, this would merely be a happy side effect if it were to come to pass. Myza already had a different plan in mind, one that she had formulated as soon as she felt the Captain release and the tomes release their papers into the air.

As with many of Myza's plans, it ultimately relied on simplicity itself. The Shinigami was surrounding her with papers from his books. Papers composed and energized with Reishi. Myza had felt their energized composition as soon as they started pouring out, and had instantly been able to formulate a plan. The fact that he was surrounding her was... Troubling, to say the least. However, in the end, it didn't concern her too much. All she would have to do was take a leap of faith, and trust in God to help one of his Chosen People to prove to this Shinigami how unfit he was. Myza curled the base of her tentacles embedded in her shoulders over her face as they flinched back from the pain, the pages still curling in closer and closer to the woman. Then... She stepped.

Hokori would hear the sound of static, and Myzaraphiston would just be gone from his view. The papers Hokori had circled around her had been virtually useless in stopping the high-speed movement. It was simple physics. Myza had far more mass than any of the individual sheets of paper did, and was moving at a far greater speed than they were even capable of. If the paper wanted even a snowball's chance in hell in stopping her, it would have to be moving at over 14000 times the speed of sound. And while it may have been collectively four inches of paper all together, Myza was nearly strong enough to physically tear apart concrete walls. As such, she was able to force herself through each of the four paper barriers Hokori had placed around her while using her Sonido, not even breaking stride. Her step ended roughly 200 feet outside of the paper dome. She uncovered the tentacle from her face, the appendage covered by numerous small lacerations. Again, it was painful, but nothing that the Arrancar couldn't tolerate. Now... Now it was time to handle the annoyance of this Bankai, and finish off this Captain.

Hokori would be able to sense the Arrancar's next move before he was able to actually see it. It was as if suddenly all the reishi in the air around him suddenly went wild, as if turbulence had suddenly picked up. Then, all of the paper, his tomes, and the ink spreading across the ground, would suddenly start moving towards the left. The reason for this was simple. Myza had utilized one of the most unique properties about herself: Her ability to forcibly condense her spiritual matter back into herself. She had absorbed her tentacles back into her body, activating a spiritual sinkhole of sorts. Every Reishi-composed object in the area would immediately start funneling towards her.

Hokori would feel the negative effects right away as the reams of paper holding him 60 feet off the ground and staunching his bleeding were all ripped away from his body. They would all be 15 feet away from him in a second. It would take 1.9 seconds for him to fall to the ground, forcing the papers a total of 45 feet way from him in the meantime. The Shinigami would be impacting the ground with a total force of 1323 Newtons, or 222 pounds. Whatever body part he landed on wouldn't break. It would simply shatter, and quite possibly pierce out of the skin. This would be even more pain, one that he couldn't block out with a memory of pain, no matter how great it was in the past. He would be broken, and bleeding on the ground.

However, Myza wasn't leaving any chance of this scum surviving. Earlier in the fight, she had planted a Sleeper Cero. It was moving towards her, just like the other spiritual particles in the area. However, it was moving far more slowly than the papers and ink were, having more "mass" in reishi than the other objects. She utilized her Sonido once again, still staying within the 200 foot distance from the original location of the dome. She was easily able to calculate the exact position she would need to finish this fight. Her step took her there, and she willed the orb of energy to release its power. The Cero would fire, arcing towards her. However, this arc would also carry it a good distance away from the papers, and fire right on top of Hokori. With no use of his legs, and the protective papers no longer around him, he would be virtually helpless to counter the green energy. It would wash over him, burning past skin, through muscle, and even to bone in the extremities. The Cero would keep going, and impact the Arrancar herself. However, she would harmlessly ingest it as it washed over her. At this point, the Shinigami's Bankai would have almost certainly ended, since he was knocking on Death's door. "The sentence has been passed. The Captain of Squad 5, Zieg Revolver, has been found unfit to survive. May he burn in Hell for stepping out of God's plan."


Reiatsu: 1050/2000 (410 after Release Ends)

Release Count: 4/8

Pesquis Count: 4/5