Post by Takashi Kuchiki on Feb 5, 2015 14:11:41 GMT -5
i'm indestructible! ♕ take a last look around while you're alive. ▼ The light breeze of sovereign winds blew through the area just outside of Las Noches. Not too far outside of the gates, Takashi stood. The pale moonlight above the sky illuminated the area nicely. Kouhai had done his work well, despite the caliber of the man; he was indeed a genius. In this eternal night, which only changed from night and day by the will of that man. It had been a while as he too had thoughts of his research and his purpose here. The man's eyes were half open, as per usual; the bored looking expression present. His hands were in his pockets, his white coat stitched up from all angles. There was a cloth which gripped at his torn ex-shinigami attire. The clothes were rather ragged, still clean but indicative of a man who did not stay put. Rather, it was someone in constant combat and taking pleasure in the thrill of his battles; or as much as he possibly could. Still, deep within his the confines of in his bosom. He could feel the aching of his chest as he looked up towards the crescent in the sky. His eyes slowly trailed down back down to where he stood. His mind flashed to where he fought against Kuroi. He was on his knees, bleeding as his arms were severed. He spoke the words, the loyalty of Takashi would belong to him, the price for sparing his life. Kuroi had deduced Takashi's real intention for coming to Hueco Mundo. In truth, after what the Segunda said to him, he was quite confused. The Kuchiki's white hair blew in the subtle breeze as he stood from the opening. It had been a while since he had seen anyone. Truth be told, he missed that one woman whom he had met in the human world; it was the first time he had felt alive in a long time. However, there was really no one at the moment whom he could feel could help him. The man felt the weight bearing down upon him. What had made it worse was the constant assassination attempts; it was getting quite tiring. Without any real direction, it was a man wandering aimlessly in the dark. Much like a blind man traveling through the dark, he was still aimless. However, he would continue through the darkness for now. In the eternal night that was present in his heart would be little flickers of light that shine dimly. For now, he would allow his thoughts to over take him, planning his next moves; the eternal chess game. ♕ profile | notes: put ooc shit here. STATS & ABILITIES: strength - 700 points (1400) speed - 600 points (1200) spiritual pressure - 750 Points reiatsu strength - 900 Points light aura - 65 points dark aura - 35 points instinct - 450 points senses - 100 points energy sensory - 50 points healing expertise - 0 points total SP: 2400 current skills: (16/18 SKP spent) - martial arts: [hakuda] (3) -strength of will: (3) -battle analysis: (3) -weapon [sword]: (4) - battle focus: (2) |