Showcase Match: A Nuclear Reckoning [R, NDE] (CANCELLED)

[Amagai Kuchiki]

Thread Title: Showcase Match: A Nuclear Reckoning
Participants: Vannan Harper, Asmokon Masurao
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: Tokyo, on a cold winter day, with snow gently drifting down to blanket the ground in white. A new beginning, perhaps, a clean slate. Or maybe it's a final ending. Footprints are made through the snow, leading to a construction site, closed off from the rest of the city. The ground has barely been broken on the site yet, so right now the only thing that has happened is demolition: there is no building left in this plot of land, which is just over 900 square feet. Only dirt, a layer of snow, and two men.
Special Conditions: First post is whoever does so first. Winner will receive a custom item. Other than that, this match is a normal PvP, no holds barred. It is worth noting that this thread will not affect the outside canon, such as with faction points, or plot development (unless all members are okay with it doing so).
Circumstances: It was only natural that the Vandenreich would be alerted of the presence of a free Quincy operating within Japan, doing mercenary work for hire. Although a Vandenreich Lieutenant had already been dispatched once before to attempt to convert the mercenary, the renegade had escaped with his life. This time, they are sending one of their more dangerous soldiers, Vannan Harper, to finish the job. Asmoskon Masurao was given a heads-up in regards to the attack, and thus was capable of choosing his own territory to fight this one out. He is not playing around, and is more than capable of executing the Lieutenant in order to send a message to the entire Vandenreich: leave me alone, or die.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Once again the nation of Japan had claimed time from the rest of the world. Asmoskon had once again returned to this section of the world where he once called home. This time though it wasn't on an assignment to kill some specific target that was getting in the way or would at some point in the future. No this time Asmoskon had received a message from the Vandenreich empire that they wanted to settle things finally.

When he received the message the Quincy thought over his freedom and how much hi life had changed in the last few months. That along with how much of his life had actually been shaped due to the actions of an empire that followed a man so blinded by his own power that all who served were dogs. Asmoskon had called Water Tower and made sure that all of his information and fundamentals would be taken care of in case he somehow managed to die against the Vandenreich.

This wasn't the first time they had sought him out and he knew if he was victories it wouldn't be the last. He had fought and killed at least a dozen Vandenreich Quincy in the last few months with only a two different occurrences causing him incredibly difficulty and near death. He would not allow himself to knock on the door of death a third time. They had already claimed his widest freedom by shaping him into the weapon he was now. They had claimed the sight of his right eye, but they would not push him down to the point that the Emperor would remain.

He was in Tokyo again standing in a vacant area that was wide open and although possibly horrible for an archer if he was outnumbered like the time that his eye had been claimed he felt it was enough to ensure victory. There was nothing about the surroundings that could grant him nor the Vandenreich any type of advantage which meant that his arrows would not be halted from striking through the blind dogs. Waiting for the arrival of an enemy was something that Asmoskon knew he would never enjoy.

He stood his arms crossed over his chest as the wind blew his black coat backwards and some of the snow up. Asmoskon then sensed the arrival of another Quincy's reiatsu and felt that whoever had been sent to battle him and his the empire's eyes eradicate him was finally here. "I would have figured that there would be more dogs then just one after the last time. Never the less lets get on with your death I have bigger targets on my pay roll." Asmoskon turned towards the Quincy and stared out with his left eye.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1650/1350 ~Quincy Cross~

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Strength - 53 Points-40%= 32 Points
Speed - 300 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 135 Points
Reiatsu Strength - 330 Points+75%= 578 Points
Light Aura - 80 Points
Dark Aura - 20 Points
Instinct - 100 Points
Senses - 70 Points
Energy sensory - 30 Points
Healing Expertise - 10 Points

•[Analyzing] [1]
•[Weapons: Archery] [2]
•[Weapons: Axes] [1]
•[Acrobatics] [2]
•[Battle Analysis] [2]
•[Battle Focus] [2]
•[Focused Eye] [2]
•[Charisma/Leadership] [2]

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The day started out like any other day, Vannan woke up and started his rounds around the base being a lieutenant he had a few more responsibilities than before and one of those was looking over the new recruits and see how they were doing. It was a task he enjoyed because he could see fresh faces not yet changed by the words of Der Kaiser. He had started to accepted that he was never leaving this place and that going with the flow of the Vandenreich was better than trying to destroy it. This place was slowly starting to grow on him. The people weren't so bad, once someone got use to them.

His assigned room wasn't too far away from the trainees barracks so that meant that the walk was always a short one for him. It only took him a few minutes to get there if he took his time. However today he was in a bit of a rush to meet a cutie he had seen and introduced himself to. She was a new quincy and seemed scared of the whole organization. He was on his way to calm her down and even teach her a few things here and there. It was his way of helping another quincy who was in the same position he was. He didn't have any intentions of pursuing a romantic relationship with her, yea she was cute, but that didn't mean he wanted to be with her.

So it was a shock to him to see a fellow lieutenant standing by his door as he left it. It was Gerald Fromm, he was a nice enough person, a bit too fanatical for his own tastes, but that was true of most Vandenreich quincies. Maybe if the two met in another time without this war going on and the uncertainty of death looming in the dark they could of became good friends. It was plausible, besides Gerald's absolute dedication to the Vandenreich, Vannan found him very likeable as a person. So why was he standing outside of his doorway? The answer would soon come to him, however it wasn't really a nice way of greeting a fellow officer.

Vannan waved his hand at Gerald and smiled at the man before getting a slap across his face from him. Vannan's eyes winded a bit before his fellow officer spoke to him? "You do realize that you brought a great deal of trouble upon two individuals who have done nothing to harm you? Emperor's sake, Vannan, if you're going to ruin an entire relationship at least have the decency to call the girl back." Vannan was shocked at what had happened and had no idea as to who Gerald was talking about. Sure he flirted a bit here and there, but really he didn't do much else, besides a few one night stands in his life and even those he could count on his hand.

Gerald had taken a pause in his word while Vannan tried to figure out who he was talking about. The pause it's self wasn't long though and before Vannan could even ask Gerald spoke once more. "Call her back. You'd be a much better boyfriend than the Renegade. He seems like a bit of a prick, if you ask me." Gerald started off and walked away. Leaving Vannan with a puzzled look across his face. All day he couldn't help but wonder what Gerald had meant by his words. No name came to mind, not that he wanted to really know who he had wronged, yet it was still a wrong he had to make up for. Eventually he found himself outside of Gerald's room and he knocked on the door to find out the answer to his question.

All that took place three weeks ago, since then he had learned much from Gerald about what happened and who he had wronged. The girl that Gerald told him about was Hotaru, a female shingami he had met one day in the town and had a drunken one night stand with. It wasn't his proudest moment, but he didn't think that it would lead to someone breaking up with her over it. What a shitty situation this was to be in, he didn't like or want to be the cause of a break up. He knew he wouldn't want to be on the other side of something like that.

Vannan was on his way to go to visit his sister, it had been three weeks since he had seen her and he was starting to worry that she might be getting into some kind of trouble without him around. He always worried too much for her, but that was a given seeing how she was all he had. The rest of his family was dead and the Vandenreich wasn't what he called a family, even if they tried to claim they were one. What they really were was a military. A military that wanted loyal soldiers to fight for them. Vannan would be loyal till he could find another to keep his sister safe from their clutches.

He was going till he was called by a captain for a mission, it was a mission he wasn't exactly excited to do it, but it was a mission he had a personal stake in. The mission was to hunt down and kill the rouge quincy that had been a thorn in their sides since he started to develop his power. The very same quincy that was dating Hotaru before he dumped her because of the one night stand she had with him before those two got together. With a heavy sigh he left the office of the captain and gathered his composure and his gear.

The Ring of Icarus was snug on his right index finger, this gift from the Vandenreich seemed like any other ring however it held great power that he was going to use. Around his waist he strapped on a belt that held a gun holster in it. Inside of the holster he had his Wrath of Urie another tool given to him by the Vandenreich. This one was more of an instant threat than the ring, however he rarely used it in a fight, but today he had a feeling he might need it. Over his eyes he had his trusty pair of cheap sunglasses, he placed another spare pair in his jacket.

His quincy cross was a necklace around his neck that drew in reiatsu from the base before he set out to meet this rouge. As the gate opened up and he stepped out into the field, he heard Asmo speak. His words held a hateful tone, which Vannan understood, yet the way he was speaking reminded him a bit of himself. It was a shame that this was going to be how they met, if the boy had been nicer or even a bit less aggressive Vannan would have started off their meeting with him apologizing for being the one who slept with Hotaru, however as it stood he wasn't going to be nice.

No instead he was going to do something that his new friend Gerald had taught him. To tell a story, a story that held a meaning behind it. Taking a deep breath in he looked at Asmo in the eye and smiled. His body was relaxed yet his right hand was just hovering over his gun, ready to pull it out at any moment if needed. Vannan's face held no trace of ill intentions, but his words would carry all the intention he had for this fight. His voice held a joyful tone, as he started to speak.

"Let me tell you about the story of the night in which two strangers discarded their ties to the world and became one for a night. The two spent the night intertwined with one another till the sun came up and they parted. The man went on to be a killer while the girl went on to get another lover." Vannan paused for a moment to look at the expression on the face of Asmo. He raised his left hand to his lips and held his index finger against his lower lip while his thumb rubbed against his chin. "Hmm. Perhaps that was too unclear for you. Hello Asmoskon, I fucked your girlfriend."

Remaining Reiatsu 2300/2000 + 300 for quincy cross

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Strength - [150] Points x.33= 50

Speed - [200] Points

Spiritual Pressure – [200] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [300]x2=600Points

Light Aura - [75] Points

Dark Aura - [25] Points

Instinct – [150].33=50 Points

Senses – [50]= 50 Points

Energy sensory – [0]x2=0 points

Healing Expertise – [50]= 50 Points

total sp= 1100

[Stealth ] {2}

[Archery] {2}

[Acting] {2}

[Sex] {2}

[Focused Eye] {2}

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Standing there in a room filled with what looked like mere preteens Asmoskon dialed the few numbers on his phone. The room was nearly so bleak and grey simply because the light couldn’t pierce through the blood that layered the windows. Everything around him was covered in blood and so was he. There were about four teens in total all of them shattered across the small room. The one in front of Asmoskon just so happened to be a young female who wouldn’t stop crying in pain and freight.

“Pl . . Please we’ve told you what we know. Please just let us go now.” Asmoskon turned his gaze back on the blonde haired girl her face covered in blood and a few teeth missing that now were scattered across the ground. As she looked up at Asmoskon begging him to release her from what was going on the girl received a kick to the side of her face. Blood poured from her mouth onto the ground as yet another tooth dropped from her once pretty mouth.

“Stop it! I’ll kill you! I swear it! Leave her alone!” Asmoskon turned his gaze over to a dark haired boy that leaned against one of the walls a few feet away. The boy’s shoulders were soaked in blood from wounds he had suffered by Asmoskon over the last half an hour. Asmoskon looked at the boy and could see the same look that he once had given to so many others. The same look that he can displayed when the purple haired betrayer had been in danger.

Walking over to the boy with the phone held by his right hand to his face Asmoskon simply starred at him. The girl continued to whimper and sob in freight and pain where he had left her. The boy was still displaying rage and might yet his body was so far gone that there was nothing he would be able to actually do even with all of his will. “Asmoskon do you have the information?” The sound of a female voice would come from the phone and all of the teens in the room would suddenly look up in shock.

“Please save us this man is going to kill us!” The screaming sobs of the girl were growing far more annoying to the point that maybe whatever else she was keeping secret wouldn’t matter enough to keep her alive. “Yes Water Tower. The fortress is located somewhere in Europe and the target is definitely there. I’m going to need you to do the norm and find me the exact location.” Asmoskon spoke into the phone as he starred at the boy making it painfully obvious that the female on the phone was in fact his partner and would never help them.

The boy turned his gaze away in defeat as the girl looked in shock and began to cry in a manner of complete defeat and sorrow. Her head held low the crimson stained tear drops falling to the floor. “Alright fine, but I want an extra ten percent on this one.” Asmoskon sneered slightly at the idea of splitting what money he acquired with someone else, but knew that he would need her to locate the next target. “Fine, but not a dime more you greedy bitch” in that moment Asmoskon ended the call and placed the phone on a table in the middle of the room.

The right hand of the Quincy moved across the business table moving over all of his instruments. It continued for a few moments until Asmoskon picked up a bottle opener from the table. The twisted screw of metal between his middle and ring fingers with the handle held nicely in his grasp. Walking over to the boy Asmoskon squatted in front of him and pulling his head up with his left hand by the boy’s chin. “Listen to me now for this is the last chance you have. Tell me whatever it is that she won’t or else.” The boy looked at Asmoskon and began to chuckle.

“Or else what you have already defeated us. You’ve tortured US! There is nothing left for you to do here Renegade.” When the boy spoke Asmoskon could hear the emotion of anger obviously pulsing throughout the body’s soul yet at the same time it seemed as though the boy felt victory. He was right there was nothing that he could do to the boy anymore in order to get him to speak. That though wasn’t what Asmoskon had implied as a threat.

Asmoskon stood up and walked over to one of the other teens it was another boy this one with blonde hair. He was unconscious laying in a pool of blood with wounds all over his body. Asmoskon leaned down and pulled up on the boy’s hair so that the boy with the dark hair could see. “Tell me.” The twisted metal pressed against the throat of the boy. “NO!” “Please Don’t!” Then there would be the sound of sounding breaking and a wet squishing sound followed.

The screams of anguish from both the girl and boy filled the room as Asmoskon stood and walked back over to the table. He had stabbed the bottle opener into the left temple of the boy’s head. Just as that had happened the boy had opened his eyes only to see everything go dark for the last time. Now the damn girl wouldn’t stop crying and the boy once again was starring him down like Asmoskon was the bad guy in this situation.

Taking a knife from the table Asmoskon walked over to the girl and pulled back on her hair so her throat was more open for the knife. Pressing the blade against her throat Asmoskon looked over at the boy who now had tears filling his eyes and running down his face. “Either you tell me now or else your going to watch as the love of your young life is killed.” The boy’s eyes darted and then as Asmoskon was able to pull the blade across her throat he screamed “Wait. Ok fine”

Over the next few minutes Asmoskon had been informed that a specific Vandenreich Quincy was located in a secret fortress somewhere in Europe. He had already found that out from the girl, but what they had been hiding was the fact that the Quincy was a very pushy individual and kept pushing the other races in a way that seemed to rival Asmoskon’s own work habits. That meant that the Vandenreich Quincy would have to be killed at some point soon.

The phone began to ring again and Asmoskon walked over and picked it up with his blood soaked hands. “What is it Water Tower?” “You’ve received a challenge Asmoskon. It seems the Vandenreich wish to take you out in a one on one battle against a Quincy at their disposal.” Asmoskon sighed at the idea. He hated walking in on their terms especially after the last time. No good bastards outnumbering him a dozen to one he highly doubted that only a single Quincy would be there to kill him. “Fine whereabouts?”

Water Tower informed Asmoskon of everything that had been sent and told him that she had already gotten tickets back to Japan and that he could make it to the airport within a half an hour. Asmoskon had agreed and set everything about him in detail away under Watch Tower in case he did manage to die this time around. He was about to walk from the room was the boy called out. “You’re going to lose Renegade. You can’t beat all of us. No one Quincy can take down the Vandenreich.”

Turning back Asmoskon starred at the boy through his left eye and then in an instant a crimson arrow flew from him through the skull of the girl. The boy turned his head to see his love now dead and screamed in rage and sorrow. That scream was only a moment as another arrow cut him off from everything in the same manner as his love. From that point Asmoskon made his way to Tokyo to await the challenger. It would seem the Vandenreich he truly wished to kill would have to wait for now.

Now standing in the cold this challenger finally arrived. Asmoskon had said the first few words and now if the Vandenreich Quincy paid any attention to someone other then himself he might see the pitch black cross necklace that hung over the tattoo of Asmoskon’s throat and collar bones. The black bracelet on his right hand wouldn’t be able to be seen due to his coat sleeves which made it so this Quincy wouldn’t be able to pick up on that.

Asmoskon although he hated the Vandenreich and knew that one day he would be the cleanser of his race wasn’t so far in ego that he would simply assume victory over any opponent. The left eye of the Quincy immediately went to work surveying the attire of the Quincy and anything else that might stand out. From the first glance Asmoskon was able to see the sunglasses which meant either this guy was a douche for wearing such things while the sun was not bright or it was necessary in some way.

The only other things that seemed to draw the attention worth to mark them down in his mind were a ring that held odd coloring on one of the Quincy’s fingers and the other was what appeared to be some type of gun. Asmoskon wasn’t sure if it was a special reiatsu weapon a normal one or if it was actually the release state of this Quincy’s bow. He highly doubted the latter yet made sure not to right it off straight away and risk being proven wrong.

Instantly as the Quincy spoke Asmoskon knew that either it was common practice to speak like some retarded religious profit or that this Quincy knew the other one who nearly killed him about six months ago. That Quincy had never shut the fuck up about stories and comparisons to him against the Vandenreich. That had been one of the worst situations he had ever been in not just due to the power, but how brain washed the Quincy had been to the old man of an Emperor.

As he spoke though Asmoskon knew that this was the Quincy that the purple haired betrayer had been with yet no reaction was displayed physical. Asmoskon’s eye never moved neither did anything else about him as the Quincy talked even past the point of just straight out saying that he slept with Hotaru. Asmoskon simply sighed after the accusation of Hotaru being his girlfriend was made. "You must be mistaken, but you slept with a whore not someone that means something. Stating it in the way that you did I assume your linked to Gerald in someway other than bowing down before a blind man.”

“I’ll tell you the same thing I did Gerald. I won’t be bargained with a have no intention of going to your side of our disgraceful race. Now unless you plan to make good on what the Vandenreich informed me of I suggest you leave so I can move on with something that’s actually worth my time.” Asmoskon looked out at the white haired Quincy who seemed so full of himself when really all the one eyed archer could see was a man that looked far to much like a female to the point he wasn’t sure by appearance if he was male at all.

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Vannan, felt his phone in his pocket buzz, it was a text, but from who? Who could be messaging him this time? It was always a fun guessing game to see who it was, a girl he had met one day while walking down the street? An old friend from high school who wanted to hand out later on? Could it be his little sister asking him where in the world he was? The last one seemed the most logical based on the fact that he had told her he was going to visit her and then never told her that he couldn't meet up with her right away.

As Asmo spoke Vannan pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked to see who had texted him. It was in fact his little sister she had sent him a very angry message at the fact that he wasn't there so they could go shopping. A soft chuckle escaped from his lips before he went to respond to his little sister. Hey sis sorry I'm running late, work had me go and take care of a little problem. It shouldn't take too long, but I won't be able to see you today, I'll be able to go to dinner tomorrow though. You pick the place and I'll be there sis.

Vannan had heard all of what Asmo had said, and it really pissed him off. Vannan's facial expression didn't change, but he was extremely upset at the way he spoke about Hotaru. Even if he and Hotaru had a bad history between them that was no way to talk about her. That wasn't a way to talk about any woman, along side the fact that he avidly tried to denounce the relationship he had with Hotaru. Gerald for a fact told him that those two were in one. Even if he didn't know Gerald that well there wasn't a reason for him to lie to Vannan. They were fellow lieutenants and they got along pleasantly enough, so he trusted his words. Much more than that of this rouge quincy.

Without missing a beat he spoke back to Asmo. “Hehehe it's funny that you try so hard to deny the fact that you were dating Hotaru. I know for a fact that you two did date.” A smile formed on his face as he recalled some of the things that Gerald told him about the little speech that Asmo gave to Hotaru as he broke up with her. “Hmm how did that little breakup speech go? Something about her being the only person to catch your soul?. That sounds like something you say to a girlfriend.” Vannan's hand still hovering over the gun, on his belt.

Then a thought crossed his mind, now while it had been a while since he had spoken to Hotaru he should contact her. With his phone in his left hand he quickly scrolled down his contact list and pressed on her information. Soon his phone was ringing as it was calling her. Sadly it went to voicemail, but that wasn't going to stop him from saying what he was going to say.”Hey there Hotaru, I'm right here in front of your ex and he just called you a whore, I guess your Ex is as much of an ass as Gerlad said he is, oh well, hey lets grab some lunch, I'll be done in ten wait for my by my house ok.”

Vannan hung up the phone, when another thought came across his mind. "Well if you don't mind let's end this quick I have a three girls lined up after Hotaru and she takes a bit to get in the sack.” He stopped talking as he placed his phone in his left pant pocket. "Well you know what, I might make her join in on the threeway I'm having with those other two chicks to make it a four way. She seems open like that, Oh, but that's something you wouldn't know about."

His tone and speech was perfect, if he himself didn't know better he would believe the lie he had just told the rouge. It was all a lie, a lie to try to provoke Asmo into getting angry, this was all part of his plan. Make him so upset over Hotaru that he made a mistake, a mistake that Vannan would fully take advantage of. This wasn't a bad plan, given the fact that he was confident in his own skill to fool anyone in believing him. Most movie stars envied his acting skill, it was this very skill that allowed him to get away with so many infractions from the Vandenreich.

This fight was in his favor, he knew so much about Asmo and his fighting style, Gerald had told him when he went to speak to him about Hotaru. Vannan knew about Asmo's affinity for using axes, along with what Asmo's first bow level does. The best part about having all this information was that there wasn't a way that Asmo could even know about how Vannan fights or how his powers. Vannan was confident that this would be over

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Three weeks ago

From outside of Gerald's door he could hear Gerald say to enter. Before he did enter Gerald's room he took a deep breath and smiled. Slowly he turned the knob to the door and opened it to see Gerald sitting in a chair with a book about fairy tales based on how it looked it seemed to be very old and more than likely very expensive. All that was a clear sign for him to stay very far away from that book, lord knows that he didn't want to pay for a book that costs more than a car.

"Vannan. Is there a particular reason you are in my room? I do not believe we have a mission together in the foreseeable future, nor do I recall making any appointments to train with you. Is there something you need?" Vannan kept his smile and just leaned by the door frame while he listened to Gerald speaking, there was information he needed to get out of him. Acting nice was easy and on the plus side it made others think he was nice.

“What can't a fellow lieutenant pop in and say hi? Does there have to be a reason?” Vannan moved away from the doorway and closer into the room. He was only a few steps into Geralds room before he started to speak again. “Ok, ok I actually came here to find out about that girl you were talking about. I flirt with a bunch of girls, but rarely nothing more.” The smile was now accompanied by a set of closed eyes, however if he had to describe the smile he had on now could be called goofy and earnest

"Vannan. Are you honestly telling me that the oath of celibacy, the example set for us by Caesar, means so little to you that you've not only slept with this girl and ruined a perfectly good relationship, but you don't even remember her? You didn't bother to make a list of all of the Shinigami you slept with? For that matter, you're lucky I didn't write you up for sleeping with a Shinigami. What's next, you'll screw an Arrancar?" Gerald paused for a moment when Vannan raised a finger and walked back to close the door behind him. He didn't want anymore to be easily heard by someone else.

As he walked back he started to think about the last line that Gerald said. He knew he wasn't a man that slept with a lot of women, he just liked to flirt so the idea of having sex with an arrancar was a bit out of the question. Even doing the act would cause his entire body to burn in pain because of the hollow poison. It would be more agony than pleasure, he could only see a real masochistic even going through that without protection. That being said it's not like a few arrancar have made him think about trying to be closer with them.

The ones that made him want to get closer to them were the twins,Iraishin and Shiryou. Those two were really something else, besides dressing in very provocative clothing they were genuinely nice. Twins had always been a huge turn on for him, but they were arrancars. Still they had been much nicer to him than the other ones he had met. If anything he was glad to of met such interesting people. It's a shame that he hadn't been able to see them again after the fight, but he had plans to see them again in a few days. They had reached out to him after he gave them his number so he was interested in seeing what they wanted.

Gerald's words brought Vannan's attention back to the situation at hand. "Her name was Hotaru.” The moment he said the word Hotaru he knew exactly who he was talking about that female shinigami that had bumped into him one day on the streets. She was very interesting, the first shingami who didn't attack him on the spot for being a Vandenreich member. In his mind that made her better than most of the shingamis. If it wasn't for this war than maybe Vannan would actually get along with some of the shingamis that he had met. When he fought with a few of them he got the feeling that they weren't all horrible people. They were just more soilders like him meant to fight and kill the enemy without a second thought.

“She has short spiky purple hair wears the squad 2 uniform with no back or sleeves. Choosing to go barefoot with her tan skin tone, for jewelry she has a silver locket with two earrings in each ear.. I do not have a date for you of when you slept with her, the Renegade didn't know that. Hopefully, however, a name and description should suffice?" He didn't need to hear her description from him, her name was all he needed. Still the fact that she was in a relationship was odd for him to imagine, not that she wasn't pleasing to be around , but the fact that he had seen her a few times after that first meeting and she never mentioned it to him.

“No, no I do know who you are talking about Gerald. I remember her, she was.... interesting. However that wasn't the last time I saw her. So tell me Gerald how do you know about all of this? Tell me a story Gerald” Vannan sat down in a chair across from Gerald and held his hands together. Hunched over he dropped the smile and took on a serious look. Vannan wasn't acting anymore he was now interested in learning more about how Gerlad knew all of this. Had Gerald tortured the quincy to get this information? It would shock him that someone in the Vandenreich tortures people, but that should mean that the rouge quincy must have been captured.

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Under the cover of his sunglasses his eyes started to scan the area around them. Fresh snow covered the entire battlefield, besides that there was nothing else around them, at least not for a distance. Even though they were in a major city they wouldn't have any unwanted guests intruding while they fought. This was good given that he was told that Asmo chose the location of the battleground. At least he was considerate about not fighting where normal people could get hurt.

There was a slight chill in the air, but that didn't bother him, the cold nipped at his nose as he listened for the sounds of anything, but there was only the soft whispers of the wind that echoed though the empty lot. Not even the sound of the city surrounding them could be heard. Was it because they were so far into the lot? Or was the city it's self being eerily quiet today? What ever the case was this lot would soon be filled with the sounds of a fight, not between two people, but between the two ideals that they have. One fights for revenge while the other fights for his family.

Vannan slowly lifted his right foot off of the ground just a few millimeters off of the ground. He didn't bend his knee to do this. Instead he tilted his foot up a bit stepping on the air ground just above the snow. Once the front of his foot was off of the ground he raised the back of his foot to match the new height at which it was at. Shifting his weight and posture to make sure that this subtle movement was unnoticeable, once the first foot was done he raised the second foot in the same manor making, all this took less than a few seconds to do and soon he was hovering slightly above the snow. From now on his steps wouldn't leave any footprints in the snow.

“Oh by the way they don't send me to try to convert people, that's not my area of expertise, Gerald is the one who handles those people. As for me, they call me in if they have a low class issue to deal with. Not that I enjoy this work, but I will tell you I am good at it. So enough talk let's get started. Unless you want to run away I wouldn't blame you for running away with your tail between your legs.” Vannan kept the same friendly smile as he spoke those words to Asmo, if the quincy didn't run away he would finally start the fight.

“Not running? Well don't say I didn't warn you.” Vannan raised his right hand and up, and formed a bow with it. There was no going back this was a fight and he wasn't suppose to hold back, yet he didn't feel like going all out right away. That would be too boring, given what he knew about Asmo's power it wouldn't be too wise to get in close massive arrows and ones that follow you aren't exactly good for one's health if they're trying to stay alive.

With his bow in hand he pulled back three arrows notched them all at the same time. What Asmo couldn't of known was that Vannan had more than one way of using his arrows. With all of his techniques and his items he could continuously play off different types of arrows to make it impossible to figure out what his real power was. This time around his arrows were enhanced by the ring of Icarus. Making them them burst into flames when they got closer to their target. It was a fun little toy to use, the fire was always useful and the low cost made it great for early fights.

He let two arrows fly off right off the bat the almost impossible subtle movement of his fingers letting go caused them to go towards their target. He was aiming for Asmo's left shoulder and right knee cap. As they traveled he watched Asmo with both of his eyes to see any signs of movement to see if anything was going to happen to see if the quicny would move or draw his own bow to fire back. Any movement Asmo did Vannan would see. Asmo was locked in his gaze, Vannan was focused.

Still that didn't mean that Vannan was standing still, no he took a step backwards to make the distance between him and Asmo greater. He was glad that the distance between the two was already great enough to need at least two step techs to get to the other person. This distance that Vannan was making was just an extra precaution. He could never be to careful in a fight, after all every fight was a risk between life and death. If he wasn't being careful he might end up dead, just like those who he had been made to kill.

Now the third arrow would be held by Vannan while he waited for Asmo to attack or move, the moment that Asmo pulled back on his arrows or stopped moving, which ever came first he would fire off the third and last arrow at that time. However while Vanann waited for Asmo's reaction he himself would continue to step backwards on the air ground. No second was wasted, and at the speed that his arrows were flying they would reach Asmo rather quickly before bursting into flames and burning everything around them. The third arrow however was going to be a bit different. The moment it burst into flames if it did he would cause it to explode and spread fire everywhere around Asmo.

(OOC: Remaining Reiatsu: 2050/2000 -50 for Ring -150 for three class 3 arrows- 50 for one exploding arrow )

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon had gotten through his own opinion of his former companion when all of a sudden he heard a noise coming from the smug Quincy. The Vandenreich proceeded to take his phone from his pocket and then chuckled. That was it Asmoskon wasn’t going to have his time wasted by the likes of some pathetic Quincy who would bow before the likes of a blind man. Instantaneously as the chuckle left Vannan’s throat the small pitch black short bow materialized in Asmoskon’s left hand. Asmoskon’s hand had shot up and forward while the bow had been manifested and just as swiftly an arrow of crimson had been sent out from the bow.

Asmoskon was making a point here and now that if Vannan had in fact been the Quincy sent here to so pitifully deal with him then he was to do that and that alone not bring up things of the past that made no difference to the present. Asmoskon had channeled his arrow with the ability of his bracelet in order to increase the speed it traveled between the two of them. In the next moment Vannan would see his phone shattered and his hand suffer a slash across the palm. Asmoskon knew the chances of Vannan even seeing the arrow were near none due to the speed it traveled being 800 and causing it to not appear before the normal sight of a human.

Asmoskon was here for one reason and that was to kill a Vandenreich it didn’t matter who it was be it Vannan or Gerald for they would all fall before the Dark Archer. Asmoskon had already began to move when his arrow had been sent from the spine of his bow and now was about five feet off the ground in what would appear to be a cartwheel with his bow held outwards and another arrow in mid flight. What might seem strange about this arrow though was that it was moving towards him at a curve from where Asmoskon was down to him like it was arcing.

Asmoskon had already come up with multiple follow ups and different techniques or tactics that he could employ against this Quincy yet not enough information was gathered yet on what exactly he was capable of. So far all he had done was talk a lot just like Gerald who had failed to take care of Asmoskon as well. The only difference would be this time Asmoskon wouldn’t be the one that had to run away in order to survive. No the days of running and growing stronger through patience were over now was the time to start bring the Vandenreich Empire to its knees.

It was obvious that Vannan would be able to see this arrow coming due to the fact that it was only moving at the average speed. However, what he might not be prepared for was the fact that when it reached about five feet from him the arrow would split into two changing the actual target location. Originally the arrow had been aimed to strike him in the center of his chest now that two crimson arrows flew through the air he would be pierced through both of his shoulders. The gaze of the left eye watched carefully picking up even the tiniest of movement to mark down as potential subconscious actions that would more then likely be repeated and play into the hands of the enemy.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1810/1350
Quincy Cross: +300
Class 7/Bracelet: -130
2 Class 7 Arrow: -10

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Even though Vannan had his phone out it wasn't as if he was totally distracted, no that wasn't the case. Vannan always had his phone out in combat and so he had learned to adapt to splitting his focus between his phone and his foes. There was nothing that slipped passed his gaze. So the moment that he heard Asmo no longer speaking his full attention was on the quincy boy. He saw the black bow form in his hand. Vannan wasn't stupid, nor was he about to let the rogue quincy get off an easy shot so quickly.


Without any hints of movement what so ever Vannan was able to dash away from the spot he was at before an arrow sped past him. Not a single muscle in his body moved, yet he had easily dodged the arrow. Even if it was a reaction to seeing Asmo's bow form he still was able to get away quickly and without any signs of movement or any movement at all thanks to the quincy stepping technique,Hirenkyaku he had mastered, gliding on the reiatsu over the snow was a simple trick he had been able to do given how well he knew the tech.

In all honesty Vannan wanted to use the movement technique he had learned. However his natural reaction was to use Hirenkyaku first, but that was ok. It was fast enough to allow him to avoid the arrow that was coming towards him. The only reason Vannan knew about movement was due to Gerald. It was a trick that Gerald had shown him when he was in Gerald's study. After seeing it at work Vannan wanted it for himself, seeing as it matched well with his stealth skills.

Even if Asmo was watching Vannan carefully there wouldn't be any movement that would of told Asmo that Vannan had been able to dodge. Sure Asmo might have been able to sense Vannan if he was pouring all his focus in sensing the reiatsu around him, but that would of taken all of the quincy's focus and concentration given his low levels of energy sensory. If Asmo wasn't then Vannan would appear to vanish before the young quincies eyes.


Ontop of being stealthy Vannan was great at acting, keeping all the subtle movements of his body to a minimum or even drawing attention away from those subtle movements. However the major factor as to how he was able to dodge the speeding arrow was where it was aimed and how that was related to his body. Vannan had kept his phone in his right hand and his right hand was still on the right side of his body, while his stepping technique moved him to the left. The exact oposite location of where the arrow was going to be fired at.

Vannan was gliding on the air, instead of the ground, he was making sure that he wasn't leaving a trace of his actions in the snow. As he landed his bow formed in his hands and he fired off one arrow, Vannan still had the same smile he always had when teasing a foe. The moment Asmo saw the arrow or his field of vision came into contact with the arrow though, he would be instantly blinded. Vannan had already pulled out his first bow level. The plasma bolts, now even though this arrow was aimed at the center of Asmo's chest it wasn't meant to hit. The plasma burned so hot and bright that the battle ground was instantly lit up as if a flash grenade had exploded yet never faded.

There was no getting use to how bright the light was, the light off of the arrow was an attack in and of it's self. Closing one's eyes could keep one from being blinded, however the moment that they opened their eyes they would be blinded still. Vannan's arrows always left a trail of plasma behind them that lasted, so there wasn't getting around having to give up looking at him. Lucklly for Vannan he had fired off the plasma bolt before Asmo's second arrow had the chance to even be fired. The light off of Vannan's first arrow would of made it impossible to see to fire off that second arrow.

However Vannan wasn't done just yet, no he had a follow up to the first arrow. Vannan lined up five arrows and waited to see if Asmo would try to move or run. If he didn't Vannan would fire off his arrows then and there, if Asmo did move Vannan would fire off the arrows after Asmo stopped moving. This was a simple tactic that he almost always used. Vannan was now at the an angle facing Asmo instead of being right in front of him thanks to the earlier step he had taken.

Vannan's arrows flew out and each had a specific target from the side they would be aimed in the following manor. One arrow was aimed at the top of his head, this arrow would pass by the top of Asmo's head gently burning away at his hair if he didn't move. Two were aimed at where his lungs should be and the last two were aimed to nip at his thighs on the out side. All of these arrows were fulled by Vannan's plasma bolts as well. After he fired them he drew in reiatsu silently. Wondering how this boy would react to his attack. Trying to see the attack would just result in Vannan following up with more arrows. Vannan was going to pin this boy to the ground with his plasma bolts.

(OOC Remaining reiatsu 2135/2000 Seeing as my attacks never went off Vannan never used reiatsu at the end of my last post so he regains all costs used. Also redo the math on your own reiatsu you were off by 10 unless you used the small bow, but you never stated that you did. My edits are done you need to correct the reiatsu cost on your post as well Asmo)
+300 for cross
-50 for Hirenkyaku
-100 for bow level one activation
- 15 for one class seven arrow boosted by Plasma bolts
- 300 for five class five arrows boosted by Plasma bolts.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon had already been in mid movement when the sounds of his arrow piercing through and shattered the phone that Vannan was holding as well as cutting into the palm of his right hand was all to obvious across the small amount of space between the two Quincy. Asmoskon was basically upside down in mid cartwheel when his left eye picked up the fact that Vannan suddenly vanished. It only took a moment for the single eye to actually pick up the location once again due to the actually training and skill that Asmoskon had put into his vision.

That wasn’t the only thing that the eye of the Quincy in black had picked up though. He had already picked up a new form of information on this Vandenreich. Asmoskon could have assumed the fact that this Vannan would have knowledge and be able to perform Movement however if there was one thing that he had learned it was not to assume things in any type of situation or part of life it would normally bite you in the ass if you did.

So now the renegade Quincy had the information that this Vandenreich was able to perform the speed technique with a level at least equal to his own making this perhaps more of a challenge. The thin black bowstring snapped forwards and the second crimson arrow was sent soaring from the renegade right towards the new location of the Vandenreich. Asmoskon was going through with the same strategy that he had planed from the first few moments of meeting this talkative annoyance.

However, the left eye had gathered another piece of information, one that Asmoskon figured was enough to persuade him into finishing off this fool swiftly. He had nothing to truly gain from wasting his time on him anyway. There were very few individuals that Asmoskon would even spend his time willingly upon one of which he was currently trying to locate and fight once again. He would much rather challenge Anarchy again and bring the Bount to his knees then waste his time on this piece of trash.

The new piece of information was the fact that a bow was now in Vannan’s grasp and he was moving his hand to fire off an arrow. Asmoskon had already altered the original aim and the arrow he had just fired would split when it reached half way between the two of them aimed to strike both of the Vandenreich’s shoulders at once. However, just as the arrow would form in Vannan’s hand Asmoskon’s toes touched the surface of the ground.

Asmoskon was completely focused on just the body of this Quincy making sure that he would never leave the field of his vision. Less then a fraction of a second before the arrow was fired off Asmoskon’s body would vanish from him performing Hirenkyaku moving through the ten foot space between the two of the Quincy in little more then half a full second. Prior to Asmoskon appearing again though his black coat would suddenly appear right in front of Vannan’s face about a full foot away.

Asmoskon appeared had the same instantly yet he was on the left of Vannan at an angle of one hundred and twenty. This actually was a plan to just take Vannan off completely before anything could even happen. The renegade was going to distract Vannan for only a moment then end him just as swiftly. The right palm of the renegade was just in front of Vannan’s chest and in less then half a second a large crimson arrow was fired off from Asmoskon’s palm which would strike through Vannan at a speed that would surpass the previous arrow he had fired which Vannan had been powerless to evade. (1300 Speed)

This had been nearly a perfect plan that actually in truth surpassed even Asmoskon’s understanding of his own strategy. The renegade Quincy could only tell that Vannan activated his release based on how much more intense the reiatsu he was giving off was now, but he had no knowledge of what this Quincy’s release would actually do to his arrows. It had been the secondary reason why he was going to take him down as swiftly as possible. The reasoning why it surpassed his own understanding was that Vannan’s ability to blind wouldn’t effect Asmoskon at the moment.

He was actually looking in the opposite direction the entire time and due to the angle that he had appeared in the arrow was never in his field of vision only the back half of Vannan’s body had been in sight by Asmoskon’s left eye. For once the blindness of his right eye was granting him an advantage and not a fault against an opponent. On top of that even if Vannan survived the arrow through his chest the two traveling only a moment away would strike into both of his shoulders effectively cutting off his ability to fire arrows most likely.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1460/1350
-50 Hirenkyaku
-300 Versteckte Pfeil (Hirenkyaku enhanced speed from bracelet)

{OCC: I spoke with Kyo and you can't edit in different actions such as Vannan changing his focus to completely on Asmoskon. You also can't changed the step technique that you used since you originally used Movement not Hirenkyaku. Everything else I treated as you did.}

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

This thread is being graded as a Draw due to OOC issues that you two cannot work out. It has been too much drama between you two and it really has to stop. This thread is now over.

+400 to Asmos
+470 to Vannan