Siberia Is Cold![R, NDE]

[Draco Hansun]

Thread Title: Siberia Is Cold! [R]
Participants: Draco Hanson, Zen Isogi
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: Draco Hansun (due to being a smart ass) has been sent to a remote section of the human world for surveillance of hollow activity. He encounters a hollow in the middle of Siberia, of all places. Specifically, in a small snow-covered town that practically LIVES in a constant blizzard. All of the buildings are one or MAYBE two stories tall, nothing more, and there aren't a lot of them.
Special Conditions: The cold plays only a thematic role, and does not affect the fight at all. So this is default. But Draco will not be using his zanpakuto or kido, and Zen won't be using any stealth techniques.
Circumstances: Draco Hansun: An idealistic shinigami who can be a sharp tongue on people's ears sometimes. He happens upon a hollow while patrolling a small town in Siberia.

Zen Isogi: A large dragon-like hollow with black. Happens to be in a small Siberian town.

[Draco Hansun]

Draco swore internally. Well FUCK! Thanks to my smart mouth I'm out in the middle of NOWHERE!

Draco rubbed his arms to keep warm. The scars that covered them seemed to tingle. He was standing on the rooftop of what he guessed was supposed to be some sort of general store, facing a large open area that other shops faced. It was late at night, and none were open with the warm inviting lights that these kinds of towns seemed to so readily produce.

Draco got stationed here because of a smart comment he made to a superior officer, who didn't take it all too well. Thanks to that, he now had to patrol for hollows in the middle of GOD DAMN SIBERIA of all places! Well, when you tell a seated officer they smell, where CAN you expect them to send you? It's not like you'd get to go to Hawaii or anything.

Something caught Draco's eye. Was that someone scurrying behind one of the buildings? Even through the whirling snow between them, he could tell someone was there on the other side of the town square. Or rather, some thing was there.Well, at least i get to do SOMETHING tonight! Draco thought as he dropped down from the rooftop to investigate.

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{Stats}Strength - [(60)90] Points

Speed - [50] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [45] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [(40)28] Points

Light Aura - [100] Points

Dark Aura - [0] Points

Instinct - [45] Points

Senses - [40] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points

[Zen Isogi]

Zen had only a single thought on his mind. Who manages to live here? he felt the cold for onyl a few moments before he became immune to it.temperature wasnt an issue for Zen. but the lack of food around certainly was. That is until he caught a whiff of something delicious. It smelled like..... shinigami. He saw the shinigami standing on a roof and made his way across the town not quite so unnoticeable. Hopefully the shinigami would notice. follow him,. and then attempt to fight him.


Zen was correct in each hope, as the shinigami pursued him into a dark alley. Zen smiled and looked hungrily at his prey. a shinigami. and from the looks of it unarmed. so he either lacked a zanpakutou or had no release for it. Outstanding. This would be an easy battle for zen. atleast he thought so. assuming the shinigami had no release. Zens experience left him to believe he would have little to no kido. maybe a single spell. nothing too risky however. he would however possess shunpo. so Zen had to test the waters to see how powerful his foe was.

He crouched into an attacking position. and then burst forward. since the shinigami had followed him into the alley he had nowhere to go except perhaps upwards though that would also be unwise base don zens obvious size and reach. his speed was easily beyond that of a cheetah. 11 tons of mass barreling towards him at speed appraochign that of a bullet. It would be devestating and potentially boneshattering if zen hit him head on.

Assuming the shinigami avoided the attack Zen would look towards him and smile. "hello shinigami, my name is zen isogi, you may clal me ironclaw if you wish. I assume you know what i plan to do to you."

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{stats}Strength - [80] Points

Speed - [65] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [80] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [10] Points

Light Aura - [0] Points

Dark Aura - [100] Points

Instinct - [100] Points

Senses [50] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [385] Points

That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.

[Draco Hansun]

As Draco followed the hollow, he had enough time to think Oh crap before it began to run. At that moment, Draco swore internally. Not only was the hollow a dragon, of all things, but a 40 foot dragon on that. And that weird grey and black eye of it's, that was just creepy. Draco noticed the iron-like claws that the hollow possessed, gleaming wickedly on each of it's six limbs. That,s another thing, how come THAT THING gets two extra arms and I don't? Hollows suck!

Then it started barreling straight for him. Not only was he stuck in the middle of freakin' Siberia of all places, but now Draco had a 20 ton dragon hollow about to crush him. Or so he would have thought, but Draco began to move, more out of instinct than because of anything else. He felt himself running forward, and diving feet first below the hollow, between it's armored legs with their razor claws. He felt some nicks from a brush with one of the limbs, showing he didn't perform the dive as well as he had hoped.

But as the creature raced by overhead, he struck out with both arms, down in the lower abdomen of the creature. Draco put as much force behind it as he could, and wished that he was fast enough to have struck the center of the creatures body, where he could have done the most internal damage. But this would have to do. After all, at least he didn't get hit by the damn thing. That would have hurt, A LOT, possibly ending the fight prematurely. More importantly, it would have been very painful for Draco.

But due to it's inertia, the creature cleared over him, but eventually came to a stop a bit later. Now it was almost, almost like they had switched places, mainly in distance though. They, in relation to each other, were the same distance as earlier, just shifted down a few yards due to the point at which they met. By the time the dragon was able to stop itself, Draco had already rolled up onto his feet into a crouched fighting stance. He winced a bit from the impact he had with the ground, and from the nicks he'd gathered stinging in the cold air.

The dragon turned it's head back and said, "Hello shinigami, my name is Zen Isogi, you may call me Ironclaw if you wish. I assume you know what I plan to do to you." Draco said in (what he hoped was) a deadly tone "I'm Draco Hansun, member of the famed 10th Company. I'm not in a good move, being forced to patrol here and all, so you coming along is a real treat!" He felt himself itching to fight, to vent from having to hollow slaying in godforsaken Siberia of all places. I'll cut this thing into pieces Draco thought, reaching behind for his zanpakuto...

...Which wasn't there. Figures that he'd forget it. How could he have known there would actually be a hollow in Siberia? Well, because of that thought, Draco was now weaponless. That wasn't an entirely bad thing though, given that he practiced hand to hand combat quite often. Still, that was quite a disadvantage. Well, no time to waist, Draco thought as he rushed forward at Zen. He used shunpo as he sprang in a jump towards the head of Zen, which was still turned around, grinning at him. Draco flew by, the speed of the shunpo increasing his velocity, and therefore his distance. As he sped by, he punched the hollow in the face. It was more of a clothesline really, and he hoped it hit.

As he came at the dragon, Draco doubted it would be able to catch him, even if the thing was able to dodge the hit. At the very least, he would be able to land on the other side of it. Still, he was optimistic, as Draco was moving at ten times his regular speed. Either way, when he landed Draco would say, "I'm not letting you beat me that easily, with that silly little charge of yours! Now just sit back and take your ass whooping like a man... er... dragon."

OOC: 450 - 50 = 400 reiatsu remaining