UE's Triple Headed Clash

[Jak Halcom]

Jak watched his beam of energy nearly miss the target catching the man's straight jacket on fire. Jak was growled softly. He wanted this to be done with already. He had better things to do than to fight this fool. He breifly glanced up at Takara. Then there was her. The one who started all this. He would be training to control his demon powers right now if it was not for her. Jak knew that she was the thinking type. She liked to know everything and be in control. So then why did she think that it was a good idea to the three of them in a fight if one of them hates the other two with such passion. Jak focused his attention back to Kitai watching to see what he would do. 

Jak had to wonder though, why did he hate demons and mod souls so much. Well full demons were no big mystery. Who wouldn't hate something that escaped from hell to cause trouble everywhere else, but what about the others? Are not Nakkibakki, half demons, just as much the victims as anyone else? Are they not even more so since there is no end for their torment? And what about the mod souls? Have they not have enough hatred thrown at them? All the questions were starting to bother him. He would need to ask at some point during this fight if he got an answer or not. No one was filled with this much hate without reason. Jak learned that lesson the hard way.

Jak watched the man's weapon change and felt him release again. He had heard that powerful fullbringers had another weapon they could use though he has never faced such a thing before. He watched what he did carefully seeing the balls of molten cheese floating around him. It seems that he is able to control them now. Not only that, he watched as they fused together to form a larger one. He knew better than to try and block that thing. He was not going to stick around and get caught by it. He would use movement to put as much distance between him and the cheese ball as he could. He would need to find a way to attack him without dealing with that massive thing. 

Jak would continue to run not sticking in one place long enough for that thing to get too close. As he did, Jak would fire spirit bolts all around. At first they would be fired at Kitai's general direction though not necessarily aiming at him. Then they would slowly spread. He may notice it or be too busy dodging it didn't matter. He fired off no less than forty eight individual spirit bolts before stopping to hold them in place for a second. "Tell me," He shouted at the man. "Why do you hate like this? We have done nothing to do. How did a mod soul or a nakkibakki wrong you so in the past that you take it out on us?!" Without giving him time to answer, Jak clenched his fists sending all forty eight of the spirit bolts to home in on Kitai from all directions. If he were to dodge, they would be able to fallow him fairly well. With their cramped location, it would be difficult to dodge all of them anyway. 

Movement -25 
Homing Barrage -300 strength of Jak's RS
740/1690

[Takara Takeda]

Standing in that location that she currently was at Takara was able to review the fight between Kitai and Jak in order to better her own odds when it came time to battle against whoever was left standing between the both of them. At the moment she was looking at an angle and could see the red reiatsu blast that Jak had just fired out from his two palms at Kitai. For a good fraction of a second it looked like the technique was on track to strike Kitai and deal him some serious damage.

After that fraction of a second though Takara could see the acceleration in Kitai's movements and how he started to evade the wide beam that had been fired at him. However, he wasn't quite quick enough and the strait jacket that he had been wearing was caught ablaze by the technique that Jak employed. Takara had already come to the conclusion that what Jak had done was an ability that he inherited from his mother as it was similar to his other ability that she had witnessed before.

Kitai had ripped off the jacket that had been set on fire which allowed Takara full view of his provision in this battle. She could easily make out from this distance of two hundred feet thanks to her incredible senses what looked to be a lunch thermos. "What in the World?" she thought and then she looked to her other hand and saw that his Fullbring was a cannon that looked to be fused onto his arm. Removing it would be difficult if not impossible.

Kitai looked like he was distraught that his jacket had been burnt and he'd been forced to remove it. He was looking up exactly at Jak through the floor. Takara didn't really know how he was doing it, but Kitai was apparently looking through the floor. That was when he raised the liquid container to his mouth and she could hear him swallowing the contents of it. "Perhaps this is some sort of stimulant to make him more powerful?" she thought. The idea was still there yet pushed to the back of possibilities as he brought it to his side and it changed shape along with the contents forming into what looked to be a blade.

"It seems he's released his second power. Such a hot headed worm." That was when Kitai took off charging towards Jak and then jumping up through the hole that he had used to evade. He was on the offense now and took aim at Jak with his cannon. He fired out another shot of cheese and as he did his cannon changed color. Takara could sense the massive spike in his reiatsu and stopped using her energy sensory. If she kept doing so then her head was going to start hurting her. So for the moment she'd rely on her senses.

There were three more clumps of cheese that suddenly were fired off and met up with the one fired beforehand at Jak. The four fused together growing in size and velocity. Takara could hear the air around the cheese burning and moving off of it. Based on that and what she was seeing of how fast it was moving she was able to approximate the speed of his projectiles. That was when Jak executed Movement to get himself out of the way. "Well it seems I will be getting my fill of knowledge after all."

So Jak managed to get out of the way of that single massive attack and was now thrusting his arms outwards sending out the reiatsu orbs that he had displayed to her when the both of them first met. It was an interesting ability. Takara immediately upon seeing it though knew how it'd work and wondered exactly what Kitai would do. It seemed that he landed on the ground now after his cheese ball had managed to cause the entire second floor to shake while destroying the section it had hit.

He called her out while he was there stating that he was done with this and that he was going to end it all now. Takara just looked at the man from above two hundred feet away as she leaned on the railing of the third floor. It was funny that this man thought himself stronger and yet he hadn't even dealt with Jak yet. He had fired off fourty eight different reiatsu orbs that she had seen before so she knew what they'd do completely. She pointed to Jak now as if she was ordering or reminding Kitai that he was still there and his foe not her at the moment. That was when Jak spoke and all of the reiatsu orbs enclosed on Kitai.

This was turning out to be an interesting little show between the two men that felt themselves so powerful. However, at the moment it seemed that Takara wouldn't have anything to worry about. Both of them would run out of steam soon and by the time one of them was left standing that individual wouldn't have enough to even bring her down to a knee. The true purpose of this though was still being tested. Were these two strong enough to survive the possibility of battle with Las Noches, Soul Society and Xcution or were they limited like so many others.

It seemed that Kitai had a property of his power that didn't rely on simple brawn. It was actually intelligence and required thought and knowledge. Takara knew this immediately as she heard the sound of one of the cheese globs moving towards her from above and behind. It was likely the one that she had evaded prior. She could tell that it was one of them based on the sound that it was making as it traveled through the air. She really didn't want to waste more of her time evading though.

So in that tiny amount of time she came to the decision that this would be the last time that she dodged his attack. As the cheese ball nearly got to her Takara would disappear once again utilizing Caelumintro as she had done previously. This time though she was nowhere to be seen a few moments after. It seemed that she didn't reappear at all. Kitai was busy he'd have to concentrate on Jak. So now as Takara sat in Victoria Secret at the cashiers desk she listened to what was going on outside as they fought.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1930/2290
Caelumintro: {-50}

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai was tired. There was no two ways about it, he was running on fumes at this point, and needed to catch his breath. His reserves were absolute garbage, and it took out most of his reiatsu to even go into his first stage of release, and next to everything out of him to go into his second release. He had been trying to put off going into this stage because of this little fact, but the destruction of his jacket set him over the edge. He wasn't exactly regretting going into stage two, because he was sure Takara was out for blood at this point, but he had al least wanted to wait a few more minutes for some more cheese bullets.

He watched as the mod soul barely avoided one of the shots he had fired moments earlier. He felt slightly smug at the fact that he interupted her taunting, and now she was gone. He could probably find her given the chance, but he didn't have that luxury, because Jak wasn't content on standing idle, as he released a barrage of energy blasts around him. That was fine with Kitai though, this sinner had to atone for his crimes against his clothing. It seems that the half breed has had enough with Kitai's attitude however. He wanted to know why the tired fullbringer had so much hate towards him at Takara.

The madman, still looking enraged, gave off a confused air about him, tilting his head to the side as he threw up his defence. "What the f**k are you talking about?" He called out, as his wall of cheese split into two halves. The balls churned and morphed around him, as they became thinner, and wider, essentially becoming walls, batting away projectiles that got too close. "Why the his the nine hells would you think I hate mod souls? I f**king love mod souls! Ones my booze buddy!" He said loudly, sounding both irritated and affronted at the same time.

Kitai fired three more shots from the cannon fused with his arm, directly into the wall immediately to his left. He could see all the missed shots hanging around in the air, and he doubted they were just there for show. Fusing the two walls together again, Kitai crouched down, and let his warped cheese bullets swallow him, protecting him from the blasts. He didn't come out of the ball though. Instead, the cheese ball began floating upwards, stopping right before it hit the ceiling. And then it came back down.

The ball of cheese previously held a strength of 2000, with only six balls of cheese. Now the mass was comprised of nine cheese bullets, pushing the overall strength to 2600 now. The ball flew towards the ground towards Jak. He knew that the sinner would dodge the now huge bullet of cheese, undoubtedly using his step tech to avoid the fullbringers wrath. That was fine though, he would tire out eventually. In the meantime though, the cheese would impact the floor, causing an astounding amount of damage.

Due to the power behind the cheese bullet, the moment it touched ground was the moment everything went to s**t. If you were able to watch the crash in slow motion, you would see the ground ripple, as everything exploded away from the point of impact. A crater was instantly formed at the bullet slammed into the mall floor, digging deeper into the Earth. In a moment, the ball was a hundred feet beneath where the ground used to be, and everything within two blocks of the ball was now a crater. The ceiling had collapsed, falling down on them all. The cheese ball opened up, becoming an umbrella as Kitai stood up. "Now let's go see if they aren't dead yet." Kitai began walking up the crater slope, keeping his cheese mass above him to shield him, and using his x ray contacts to see for him.

Fullbring duration: 2/13

[Jak Halcom]

It was apparent that Jak's attack was useless. He was able to block all of the spirit bolts with his cheese wall. Jak watched the man rise into the air adding another ball of cheese to the mass that he had already accumulated. As the man started to plumet to the ground, Jak knew that he had to get out of there. "Nope," Jak muttered to himself as he ran to a rather large pile of rubble. He jumped off the pile of rubble using his mod soul step technique in order to quickly reach the next floor of the mall just in time to avoid the cheese. He looked back starting to breath heavier. He will need to find a way to get around his cheese wall. 

Jak looked up at Takara just sitting there. He was really getting tired of her shit. She always looked down on him. It seemed that he had always had to prove something to her. News flash he didn't. He was not going to fight for her anymore. He jumped up to where she was keeping his attention down to the psychopath below them. "Is there a reason your leaving me to fight him on my own? Last time I checked, you pissed him off just as much as I did if not more so." He said in an irritated growl. He didn't bother looking at her. He kept his crimson eyes down to the first floor as he tried to catch his breath. He could feel his heart hammering away in his chest, and it didn't seem like Kitai was breaking a sweat.

[Takara Takeda]

Takara had only managed to avoid the cheese ball of death that was super heated by a small margin of space while using her technique to move at an accelerated pace. It was no hidden truth that the Mod Soul that claimed to be the future Queen of her race didn't like to use the step technique. She was one that much rather would stand and watch her foes deal with her various attacks and then ultimately finish them off. However, now as she sat at the counter in Victoria Secret she used her senses all of them to extend her focus outwards into the mall. She could easily hear even what was going on now from the distance she was away from them all.

More than a thousand feet was between herself Jak and Kitai and yet all of the motions that Jak and the crazy human made transferred to her ears. Takara from her sitting position could even hear the sound of the all the cheese balls mashing together and them melting into one large one. She in all honestly couldn't tell that they had all fused together at first. All she could tell was that at least two of the cheese balls had fused together from the sound of the cheese moving against itself. It was similar to a slushing sound that then suddenly stopped and continued to give off that slight noise of boiling heat.

She did realize though that all of the cheese had been fused together when it started to move upwards into the air. Takara could hear the sound that the air was making and based on what she was hearing she used her mathematical skills to estimate the size of the object moving upwards. She knew it was one of the cheese balls based on the sound that it was always making, but now came to the conclusion that all of them had been fused together based on how large the current ball was that was moving upwards through the air to the top of the mall. Takara could still here the location of Jak even after everything else including the sounds of his Spirit Bolts exploding against the cheese.

The moment that the cheese ball actually started to move downwards though Takara would vanish. She knew that at the assumed weight along with the speed and strength that the last few shots had possessed that the mall was going to take immense damage. It'd be much to risking to stay sitting in a store inside of the mall. So Takara used her step technique once again moving from the entrance of the store out to the empty space between the walk ways of the third floor. That was when the cheese actually made impact with the ground and Takara used her step once again off the air.

Now as Kitai stepped forth from the crater that his cheese had created he would see the collapsed mall all around him. However, there was one thing that would stand out easily above all else. Takara was still there. She was standing in the air looking down at Kitai with an angry face. The beautiful purple dress that she loved was covered in dust and she had a few cuts on her body that were bleeding. In all truth she would have been much more injured if Kitai hadn't caused the glass to break at the top of the mall the moment that he made impact with the ground.

It had made it so that Takara could move through the relatively open space out of the mall to avoid almost all possible injury easily. The only thing had been the glass that was falling downwards which managed to cut her arms and her left leg. The dress was cut up over her left thigh, her right forearm and left bicep. She wasn't happy that was to be assured especially not with how large of a problem Kitai had just caused. She hadn't planned on any of them destroying the mall. Now she would have to go to the trouble of faking government papers for the demolition of the place just so Kazura wouldn't be mad with her.

Jak now was near her and seemed to be mad that she wasn't helping him out against Kitai. "I was seeing how much better you've gotten Jak. If you think for a moment that I would allow this monster to kill you then you still don't know me very well. Now then if you don't wish to continue then I'll handle this." It was then that Takara connected with the Omega Arsenal again and instantly a large, long single barrel sniper rifle materialized next to Takara on her left. Just as quickly as it appeared it fired and a bullet was sent through the air aimed to pierce through Kitai's right thigh. Now there was five hundred feet between herself and Kitai. It would only take a moment or two for the bullet to reach him.

SPOILER: Click to show

Snipers: Alright now the snipers are some of the most dangerous weapons that Takara is able to summon period. The snipers are summoned with a total of 1 bullets in the clip and must be controlled after each shot to reload. The speed that the bullets travel is 600 while each has an offensive force of 400. The bullets can travel up to five hundred feet.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1830/2290
Sniper: {-100}
Caelumintro: (2x) {-100}

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai was starting to feel the burn of using his stage two. He could feel the ache of walking, as he ascended the steep slope that his cheese made. The flat, even, easily walkable ground had been so lovely before, and now he devastated it with the force of five missiles. Kitai's sweating face grinned at all the destruction. This is the test that he wanted! He finally got to see all the raw power that he could wield, and he loved it! This was pure bliss. Who cared about the fact that his body didn't want to move, who cared that he couldn't kill these mother f#*kers!? HE WAS HAVING THE TIME OF HIS LIFE!

Kitai had sensed the two UE members use their step techs to avoid his cheese impact, making use of the build up time that he had given them. In all actuality, he hadn't needed to give them that time. If he wanted, he could have just smashed into the floor from where he had been, and gotten a similar result. But then they would have died from the shockwave, or been injured enough to be put into a hospital. And he wasn't going to explain that dumb a$$ story to Kazura. Heck, he wasn't going to explain himself for putting a crater in the mall, aside from the usual 'self defense' line he always gave.

He took another step up, and the ground underneath him gave out, making him fall forward. He used his cannon's side to break his fall. He had been too focused on looking at his two 'training partners'. Once he had gotten a lock on them with his energy sensory, it had been easy for the fullbringer to spot them. Even with his cheese blocking his sight, and with the insanely large amount of dust in the air, he could still see the duo. Whoever made these contacts deserved at least twice what they had been charging, he thought in smug satisfaction, from his position on the ground.

'Aww, poor lil Kitai tripped and fell. HA, what a weaklin!' Oh great, the b#$ch was back, adding to Kitai's pain with her infernal screeching. Kitai was struggling to get up. His arms, legs, lungs, pretty much his whole body was feeling the burn of having next to no reiatsu. That was okay though, he could keep going. Then he heard a bang. He hadn't been paying the two directly ahead of him much attention, since they hadn't moved. He must of missed the flare of reiatsu that Takara let out.

'Oh my, of course the failure doesn't pay attention to the people trying to hurt him. No wonder your our parents never loved you.' Jack says mentally, berating and belittling the fullbringer, stabbing into the subject of family like a ten inch knife. He looked at the woman. She was holding a sniper, and had been aiming for what he assumed was his head. Thankfully, the bullet didn't even come close to him. His cheese had been floating in front of him. The bullet not only failed to penetrate the cheese, but had also crushed itself against it on impact. The only reason it didn't bounce off, was because the cheese stuck to it like glue.

She had tried to kill him just now. 'Duh, retard. He didn't try to kill them, he gave them plenty of time to get away! 'Yes, and what has being nice ever gotten you? Oh, that's right, three dead parents and egg on your face. Kitai knew better than to kill 'comrades', even the disgusting hybrid mutt over there. 'HA! I'd have f&#ked them both to death! And I still will! NOW GIVE ME CONTROL! Why was everything going dark? 'That's you giving up, now get out of they way you parentless street rat! This wasn't Jack or Jill, though they were definitely fighting for the body like usual. No, this was something else, something made of... malice. Eyes widening in fear, he only yelled out one word in panic. "Run!" The soul fragment known as Kitai Yoru faded into the background of his mind, being shoved aside for the time being. Jack and Jill followed suite.

To Jak and Takara, all they would hear is laughter, more crazed than it had been before. Then they would feel the full weight of the fullbringer's gravitational pressure. The pure mod soul would be largely unaffected. Jak however, would start to feel his soul being crushed by the albino's. Three booms filled echoed through the mostly demolished mall. Three bullets flew into the air, before going back behind the umbrella, which began collapsing onto whatever was behind it. It began morphing and reforming, until it revealed the human, sitting in a ball-like throne of cheese, covering well over the top of his head and his sides. His grin was wide, toothy, and open. He was still laughing.

His eyes could be seen from behind his matted hair. Each eye had a black iris, and a mile long look. Even as he stared at the two, before him, it didn't feel like he was actually looking at them. He was still laughing a bloodcurdling laugh, not speaking a word. If Takara where to use her superior energy, she would feel nothing but an abyss of insanity. The three cheese shots had fused into the collective mass of cheese, jumping its strength from 2600 straight to 3200. The only warning the would get was the cheese encasing itself to protect Kitai, and the ball moving slightly upwards, before the cheese gave a repeat performance by smashing into the earth.

Slamming into the ground yet again, the ball released another shockwave, starting from halfway up the thousand foot crater. The shockwave began leveling everything around it in an instant. Everything within three blocks, or 1500 feet would be thrown away from the point of impact, be it in the air or ground. The walls of the mall exploded outward, flying across the massive blacktop parking lots, littering them with debris. A huge plume of air would rush down the mall halls, destroying glass and walls alike with the air pressure the explosion created.

Sadly, that wouldn't be the end of the destruction. After the ball touched down, the madness would sense out for either of the two with its energy sensory. It didn't care at this point, all it wanted was to have fun. These two were fun, so it would play until they broke. If the two were still alive, it would fly to them, low to the ground, bouncing against it, creating more and more shockwaves. It would try to smash into them, so that even if they dodged, they would still be hit with a shockwave. If they attacked, the cheese would close up to protect the human, before reopening to feel the rushing wind. It wanted their blood. And then, once it had it? Then the city. Then the world.

Fullbring duration: 3/13

[Jak Halcom]

"I was seeing how much better you've gotten Jak. If you think for a moment that I would allow this monster to kill you then you still don't know me very well. Now then if you don't wish to continue then I'll handle this." There it was again. Her looking down on him. His glare deepened, as he turned to face her. His crimson eyes would have burned holes into her if they could. Without saying a word to her and turned and made for the nearest exit. There were no shortage of exists due to the fighting that was going on. The walls of the abandoned mall were all collapsing and damaged badly. Worst case scenario was that he had to punch a wall on his way out. 

He ran to the nearest wall, and sure enough there were no holes in the wall. Without breaking his stride he slammed his right fist into the wall launching the material outwards a couple of feet. He managed to make a hole large enough for him to run through easily enough. He continued running not wanting to take part in this fight any longer. He had his own life and well being to consider. He made it about a hundred feet when a gravitational force caused him to stumble. He stopped for a moment and looked back for a moment before continuing to run. He made it about another hundred feet when an explosion could be heard behind him. 

The force of the impact was so great that its effect reached as far as three blocks from the mall. Jak felt himself get pushed so hard that his feet left the ground, and he was propelled yards away from his starting location in a very short amount of time. It took several seconds for him to hit the ground the first time. He grunted at the hard impact which sent him upwards again. This time it wasn't so high, but the impact would still hurt. Again and again he would bounce against the ground before starting to skid against the hard ground. He could feel the burns and cuts on his skin, as he started to slow down. He finally came to a rest and groaned cursing the whole situation. 

He picked himself up slowly breathing hard from the pain that could be felt throughout his body. Jak looked back at the devastation behind him. He knew that Takara was able to take care of herself in most situations, but this time she really was full of crap if she thought she can do something against that. He growled to himself and turned himself around and started to make his way back to the fight. He hated the thought of going back to help Takara, but he couldn't bring himself to fully leave her behind with that psychopath. He could still fell him from out here, and Jak didn't like what he was feeling. He made his way as fast as he could, but it was considerably slower due to the damage he took, but he could feel the psycho coming to him. 

[Takara Takeda]

It seemed that the weaponry that she could manifest from the Omega Arsenal was still to prehistoric. The sniper rifle that had been manifested on her side that only a moment or so ago had fired off a single bullet with the intention of piercing through the cheese and wounding Kitai never managed to do such. The sniper was limited by the time period that it had been created in not by Takara's control over it. She had practiced being able to mentally control all of the weaponry that she could manage to manifest from the arsenal.

That training along with her knowledge and talents in strategy and planning led to her becoming one of the most powerful members of the organization that Kazura had formed for the safety of the human world. Takara in truth and something that Kazura knew for a fact himself didn't really care for protecting everyone. She wasn't cruel nor did she wish death upon the other races of the human world. However, she only truly cared for her own people and would put them first above all else. That was what drove her to continue living to make up for all her mistakes. To make a difference and instill a sense of safety among those that remain.

So as she watched the bullet that the sniper had fired simply get knocked off of the surface she knew that the strength of the ball was far to high for anything that she had access to right now through the Omega Arsenal to penetrate. She couldn't win this battle by brute force so she would have to go with a different option. She had to prevent Kitai from destroying anymore of the surrounding neighborhood. If she didn't then there was the possibility that Kitai would eventually start to kill normal humans. Once again this wasn't something that Takara really cared too much about. She didn't sense any other Mod Souls or even spiritually aware individuals in the vicinity other than Jak.

So if Kitai killed even a few hundred normal humans she wouldn't shred a single tear nor would she give a moment over to sympathy, regret nor sorrow. For normal humans to her were like insects. Not in the manner that they were weak and beneath her. No that is only how those that didn't truly know her would feel her words meant. No Takara felt this way because normal humans bred and just kept breeding. The number of them was unbelievable and only continued to rise. Right now even after they had tried to kill each other for so long there is more of them than there had ever been Mod Souls.

She knew no matter what the human race would continue to survive for she had proof of it. Her weapons came from the point that time ceased to exist. By which this happens she doesn't know all she knows is that for all of those weapons that she has seen in the Arsenal to exist the humans have to have made them. Some of them she still couldn't create and she knew just by the quick glance she got that they were from far, far ahead of this point. The humans would live and continue to bred no matter what she did. Dealing with Kazura's moaning about how many would die though would just be far to annoying to endure.

Jak to although he wasn't human he had lived his life much the same way that a normal human would until a short time ago from her understanding. So if she did nothing and allowed the humans in the vicinity to die then there was the possibility that Jak would be even more angry at her and next time probably wouldn't come to see her. That is what truly left her with no other option then to simply stop Kitai. At the moment Kitai's aura was changing and Jak was leaving. It was a good thing this pressure was dangerous and if Kitai did what she thought he was going to then she didn't want Jak anywhere near him.

She had to do something to take him down without direct force and she new just how to do such a thing. As his aura changed once again this time he started to scream. In that instinct Takara manifested four small grenade like storage devices around her. They would suddenly fly downwards towards Kitai at immense speeds as they were launched from the positions they had been materialized in. Kitai hadn't moved the last time that she had attacked him and she bet that it was do to confidence in that cheese he was hiding himself in.

That led to her having a few ideas though. First of which was that Kitai if he was actually inside of the cheese which she was fairly sure about then he had to have some way of seeing her to even attack. While it was possible that he couldn't see due to his actual attack being directed at the ground and only the shockwave from impact causing destruction she was willing to bet that he could on one thing. That ball of cheese had moved up the top of the crate in the direction that she was position.

In Takara's eyes that was a telling sign that somehow he could still see and was using that to his advantage while he was being guarded by his ability. It was time for her to turn that into a disadvantage though. The canisters would move through the air at a speed of 600 with force equal to that. They wouldn't actually be able to get anymore than an inch or so into the cheese like the bullet had done. That was the point though. For as the storage devices made contact with the cheese it would cause them to break apart releasing all of the gas that was inside of each.

The storage devices themselves would suddenly vanish for they had been launched from Takara. The gas though that had been inside of them until a moment ago was surrounding the cheese ball. All of this was happening as the entity inside continued to laugh. The gas moved against the boiling hot cheese seeping into it without giving away anything other than the sight of what would appear to be fog. That was when the cheese ball would rise up again and slam back down onto the ground sending out another shockwave.

Takara was to close and the moment that it hit the ground she could feel the force moving through the air. It was to strong for her to keep her footing on the air ground. She was sent flying backwards through the air trying her best to keep her voice down and prevent herself from screaming. Her body spun through the air over and over again as it was pushed back over a thousand feet. She would start to fall to the ground. Her senses were going crazy with what she could feel it was painful to listen to the wind around her. She had to try though to do something.

So she tried to focus her reiatsu into her feet to make an air ground again however she was moving to fast and unpredictably for it to work. She couldn't manifest anything from the Omega Arsenal either for her body was in motion even if she wasn't controlling it. So she did something else she executed her step technique once again off the air itself. Instead of going downwards though Takara moved unpredictably upwards as far as she could as if she was jumping off the ledge of something in the dark.

She'd keep doing this for at least half a dozen steps until she could feel the momentum of the shockwave that had pushed her away from Kitai fading. When it had become little more than a push she focused her reiatsu again and formed an air ground under her. She looked down and could see all of Karakura Town. She was thousands of feet above the ground and sweat was dripping off of her body. She was panting and couldn't believe how tired she was now. "This is why I hate that technique." speaking to herself was never a good sign. Just another sign that she was exhausted and over her set up.

A large broadsword would manifest beneath her feet a moment later. Takara would move slowly placing her feet onto it so that it wouldn't vanish. After that she would begin her descent downwards back to the battle that by now would already be in her favor not Kitai's For the gas that had started to move through the boiling cheese would now have reached the center where he hid. It wasn't normal gas it was much worse. Something that she hadn't used on anyone until now for it was disgusting to see. Chloropicrin was unsightly to say the least.

Kitai would more than likely not realize it until it was to late, but the boiling bubbles of his cheese would bring the gas into the center surrounding him and leaving him to rapidly breathe it in due to his own fatigue. The gas had a very specific purpose and effect for those that breathed it in. Kitai would start to vomit inside of the cheese ball that he was using to battle. He wouldn't be able to stop himself for the stomach acids would flow uncontrollably upwards causing even his throat to begin bleeding. It would be painful of course and hopefully the end of all this destruction.

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Chloropicrin Gas: This gas is meant to cause the victim to vomit uncontrollably. It has a spread of five feet squared and will cause the individual to vomit until the end of their next post. The throat will suffer incredible damage and start to bleed. The release of the gas takes only a few moments.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1130/2290
Chloropicrin Gas: (4x) {-400}
Caelumintro: (6x) {-300}

[Kitai Yoru]

The madman was still laughing. By this point the lunatic had turned the entirety of the mall, including the massive parking lot, into a series of pits and craters. It didn't help the landscape, when he fired off another three rounds of cheese into the ball from the inside. He was having so much fun, and wasn't that all that really mattered in the end? The madness saw the doll shoot more things at its weapon. They didn't even leave a mark. It laughed a skin crawling laugh once more, either not noticing, or not caring, that the four canisters poofed into gas.

The ball, now sporting a staggering 3800 strength, slammed into the ground again, sending out another Earth shaking shockwave. The ball of cheese, now roughly the size of a car, was registering on the richter scale, if it hadn't been already. Nearly four blocks were torn apart, practically eating the other indents with its scale. Who cared if its arm had gone numb from firing the cannon so often? There was more fun to be had! Look at the doll fly up though the air, desperately trying to regain footing. It was hilarious!

In fact, the madness was so intrigued, it opened up the ball just to look out. That, and to get some fresh air. It was looking up with a toothy smile, mouth open in amazement and wonder. Then it breathed in, and promptly began choking. Eyes flew open in shock, and the monster fell out of the cheese, hitting the ground canon first. Black eyes lightened into a bloody red, as Kitai returned, only to vomit upon arrival. Onto his cannon and the ground, a grotesque mixture of various yellows, reds, and blacks came spewing forth, much to the agony of the fullbringer.

'WHAT THE F%*K WAS THAT!?' Kitai yelled into his mind, as his mouth was occupied with other matters. 'I DON'T NAH, I THOUGHT DAT WAS YOU THROWIN A HISSYFIT!' Jill cried out, just as confused as their main personality. Jack wasn't much help either. 'Jill, I do believe we have other matters to attend to that aren't related to a certain orphan's upchuck. The prideful persona said worriedly, grabbing the whore's attention.[/color]' Jill mentally scoffed, before going silent. '....Oh titty great f*#kers with no lube. CATCH YA LATER CAT EYE, DON'T LOSE!' She screeched out, before the two went silent.

All the while, Kitai had still been puking out his guts on the ground that used to be a mall. By now, the local authorities were surly evacuating everyone in the area, trying to keep as many people away from the shockwaves and flying debris as they could. Kitai puked out some more, before forcing his head up. He could still sense this plastic b#@%ch, even with his average energy sensory. He was used to this level of pain, and even though he felt like he wanted to die, he pressed on.

Moving his ball lover, he grabbed onto it with his right hand. Taking it, and ripping out a smaller chunk, he forced it down his throat. He forced the ball to go down, and used it to block off his stomach from spewing everything out of it. He wasn't sure he could physically fight with the pain that caused, and he could barely breath, but he wouldn't let this thing kill him. This wasn't about her not being human. He hadn't been lying when he said he genuinely liked mod souls, if not only because his friend was one. No, this was because it had stopped being a training fight the moment she started shooting to kill. He didn't care if he had fired first, he had never been aiming to cripple. Maybe he could have used his words to convey that better.

Whatever. Shakily standing on both his feet, holding himself up with his hands on his knees slouching over a great deal, he looked a sight. His once white shirt was covered in bile, as was the bottom portion of his face, he glared hatefully at the fake woman. She was standing on something way, way up in the air. He was already a thousand feet down below the surface, and she was a good two thousand feet above that. Even with everything going on, with all the pain he was suffering, the fool still smiled.

He didn't like his odds. He was almost certain that he wouldn't even be able to stand after this move. But he enjoyed the pain. He loved his own suffering. The cheese above him reshaped itself into a fan-like form. It blew a huge gust of wind at the mod soul. He doubted that it would hit her, but it would buy him time. The area that the wind would hit was enormous. Kitai could feel how strong that wind was, pushing him flat onto his a$$. He tried to laugh hysterically, but came up empty, when the poison started screwing him up again. He was starting to choke on blood.

He decided to hightail it out of there, having his cheese grab him. He flew out of the hole at a breakneck pace. He saw Jak as he started leaving. He intentionally hit Jak as he was leaving, more than likely breaking his entire right side. Kitai might not have known it, but Takara was in a huge amount of trouble. She had just used six step techs consecutively. Being in a similar class as the human, she had the same limit as he did. That limit was three. Using effectively double her limit, her legs were as good as destroyed. She wouldn't be able to use another movement ability to avoid the wind, thus meaning, she would be thrown very, very far away, as Kitai claimed the hollow victory that this was.

Fullbring duration: 4/13

[Takara Takeda]

Takara stood on the air roughly two thousand feet off the ground and as she did so she looked down on the devastation that Kitai had caused to the surrounding area. She could hear the sounds of panic that all of the humans were making even from the height that she held at the moment. What was most loud though even louder than the insane laughter of the deranged madman was her own breathing. Takara was not in a good condition. She was willfully trying to ignore her pain at the moment yet it really was more difficult than anything else she had ever gone through.

That was saying a lot after she had been forced to go through so many battles in such a short amount of time after waking up from her imprisonment. She had been brunt alive causing her to feel the sensation of what it was like to have her entire body burned to nothingness. All thanks to that one Shinigami that had white hair. She knew what it felt to have her arms dislocated and having to deal with the pain of relocating them. Even knowing the sensation that came with having an arm shoved through her stomach. All of them she had endured and this pain was just the same even though she knew she couldn't handle it.

Tears started to stream down her face as she fought off the need to cry out in pain from what she was feeling. The lower portion of her dress was sticking to her legs at the moment and for one reason. There was simply to much blood. Takara's legs had pieces cut open and other sections had the muscles torn apart inside causing immense internal bleeding. All of it was causing her to go through so much pain that she was struggling just to keep her reiatsu focused so that she could stay afloat.

She fell down to her knees and couldn't contain it. Screaming out in pain as blood sprayed from her thighs the Mod Soul watched as Kitai started to throw up the entirety of his stomach. It was disgusting to watch and only served to strengthen her resolve never to use that gas again. It seemed that Kitai was struggling to keep going now as well which was what was expected at this point. He had been pushing his human body far passed the natural limit of even someone spiritual for awhile now. So the fact that he was reaching his limit only meant that this farce of a training battle would end with no one dying.

In the next instant though Takara could see the cheese start to morph into a new form. "So he still plans on fighting." Takara though as the cheese started to spread and she had an idea of what was going to happen. AS the fan formed Takara was already making her action. She had just connected with the Omega Arsenal and now beside her were two long swords. This made no sense though to any onlooker. How were two swords suppose to save her from the gust of wind that Kitai was going to try and use to send her flying across Karakura.

Takara wouldn't allow herself to be sent flying in such a manner. It would be far to disgraceful. Not only that, but she doubted that she would survive the fall back down to the surface. Even her pill would probably be destroyed upon impact with the ground. She couldn't allow herself to die right now it wasn't in the cards. There was no one else that she knew of willing to lead her people back to safety. Her father had created her to always be the leader that they needed and that still was who she planned on being and no one especially not some crazy human was going to stop her destiny.

That's why when the fan of cheese started to move so did Takara. Grabbing ahold of each sword Takara launched the sword that was being held in her left hand holding onto it with all of the strength she had left while also moving the sword in her right hand in the same direction so that she wouldn't loose her grip immediately. However, while she was sent flying downwards towards the ground at a speed of 600 with the addition of naturally descent she still had another problem.

That gust of wind that Kitai had just tried to hit her with was no longer a problem. It had been aimed to hit her when she was roughly two thousand feet in the air from the distance between the both of them. So now as she descended to the ground in a straight line she was outrunning the gust of winds area of effect before it could reach her distance. The problem was that Takara was in even more pain now. She had dislocated her left shoulder again after holding onto a sword that she had launched.

She was around six hundred feet now and couldn't hold onto it anymore. The feeling and control in her left arm left her and so to did the sword that she had been holding only a moment later. It had been launch and now that it wasn't in use it was back in the Arsenal. That left her with the new problem. She couldn't use her left arm nor could she use either of her legs. She was heading towards the ground far to quickly to land without probably killing herself the same way that she would have if Kitai had managed to hit her with that gust of wind.

It was a good thing that when it came to planning Takara was a genius. This had been the reason that she had manifested two swords from the Arsenal instead of the one. Now as she reached three hundred feet Takara throwing her right arm backwards so that it and the sword she was holding were pointed upwards back at the sky she launched the sword. Her momentum would suddenly be cut by more than half as she screamed out in further pain. This was almost as bad as being burnt alive yet at the same time worse.

When she had been burnt alive it had been over within a moment so while in that moment the pain was worse than anything else this right now was ongoing. She was still flying downwards even as the sword was trying to go upwards. Two hundred feet from the ground and Takara could feel and hear the sounds of her bones cracking. Then there was a pop along with another scream as her right shoulder disconnected from her torso. She was now reaching one hundred feet from the ground when her arm started to bleed badly. How she was holding on at this point even she couldn't explain.

Oh wait yes she could for she had planned for this too. Neither Kitai nor Jak would be able to see it since it was so small and she was moving so fast, but Takara's right hand had been injured the moment that she had manifested the swords. She herself had caused injury and pain. Through her right hand were six senbon imbedding her hand through the hilt of the sword connecting her blade to her arm as if it were apart of her. That was the entire reason she was even slowly down at this point. She wouldn't have been able to hold on after the first sword had brought her down so far and caused so much pain.

Even right now trying to stay conscious was proving to be almost to much for her to manage. The only thing keeping her awake was the constant pain. The senbon though were moving through her hand upwards being pulled out of her flesh and bones from the force as the sword pulling in the opposite way. She was getting closer to the ground now only about fifty feet away when her body gave out. Her right arm suddenly just burst as the entire thing was torn from its socket and blood sprayed out from her body.

The sword would suddenly vanish as Takara passed out and a moment later hit the ground. At this point Kitai was already on the run away from everything that had happened. The only person that was in the area that would be around to see what had happened would be Jak. Takara wasn't even conscious anymore the pain of having her arm torn off from her body had proven more than anything else as simply pain. So if he left her there she would appear to be dead by the time that the humans arrived. Her gaiga was losing far to much blood. It wouldn't be long though until Kazura found her pill and she was able to get her body fixed up again. That was all assuming that Jak didn't take care of her and bring her back to UE to be healed.

Remaining Reiatsu: 810/2290
Swords: (2x) {-80}
Senbon: (6x) {-240}

[Jak Halcom]

Jak was making his way back at a steady pace. His body hurt all over from being thrown around like a freaking rag doll. His muscles screamed in protest with ever motion, his ribs cried out in pain with each minor movement of his torso. He was more than sure that several of them were broken. He bit the bullet so to speak and kept himself going. He focused on putting one foot in front of the other in a fairly quick, rhythmic fashion trying to ignore the pain that was coming from all over. His arms and legs were also covered in cuts and minor burns from the friction of his stop. Blood soaked his jeans turning them into a lighter shade of purple. 

"I can take care of everything my ass." Jak muttered between breaths as he continued to make his way back. The blast had sent him farther than he originally thought. Though luckily, Takara was also blown in the same direction he was, relatively speaking. He looked up and saw that she was way up in the sky about two thousand feet. At least she wasn't splattered across the broken ground, he thought with a bit of a relieved sigh. He was also able to see Kitai approaching her. He swore to himself, as he tried to hurry up. He could barley see Takara up there, but the fact that she wasn't doing anything was generally a bad sign. His muscles cried out even more with the sudden increase of strain, but he couldn't not listen to them. 

He watched as the mad man turned his cheese into a large fan. It did not take a genius to figure out what Kitai was intending to do with that. He was still too far away to try and stop him even with a spirit bolt. When the fan was coming down, so was his heart. His eyes went straight up expecting to see Takara flying through the air out of sight like a pair of comic relief villains in an children's anime. But what he was saw was a bit better that that though not by much. Jak watched Takara fall straight down before the gust of wind was able to hit her. There was something else in the air. He could sense it more than he could see it.

He could not only sense the power of the mad man, but also his murderous intent. Jak instinctively used the mod soul step technique to avoid the attack moving quickly out of the path of the flying cheese that would no doubt have left him broken on the ground. Jak would use it again this time to put more distance between him and the psychopath. Jak would look over his shoulder to make sure that he wasn't turning around for another pass, but it seemed that he was not. Jak was tempted to launch a spirit bolt at the man's back, but Jak know that he was not in the condition to try and antagonize the man. He needed to focus on finding Takara wherever she fell. 

Once the man was out of sight, Jak turned his entire focus to where he was going nearly tripping over some rubble that he didn't see. He managed to catch himself mid stride much to the protest of his legs and ribs. Jak continued to gaze the destroyed area trying to sense Takara. No doubt that she was out if she wan't making her way to him. He looked at where he remembered seeing her while she started her fall. She shouldn't have gotten too far from that location. Jak pushed himself to keep going making it over there in a few minutes. He was panting heavily by that time, and sweat poured from his body, and onto the ground like rain. 

He was able to find her fairly quickly. The sun was starting to set by this time. His smile turned into a grimace when he was her arm, or rather the lack of one. He had to remind himself that she was using a gigai, basically an artificial body. Though she might feel pain the same as everyone else, she could basically get it repaired, or at least that was how he thought of it. He didn't know much about them since he always had a "normal" mortal body. Unlike Takara who would remain alive even if her body was completely destroyed, and as long as her pill remains intact, Jak had to make sure to take care of his body. It was the only one he was going to get, and it had to last him. 

Jak looked around for her missing arm before he decided to move her though he did make sure that she was alive first. Jak looked around trying to find any sign of the missing appendage. Jak would manage to find some blood splatters and fallow them to the location of the limb. It was almost half buried under some dirt and rocks, but it stuck out enough for him to be able to pick it out quickly. He picked it up gingerly holding it away from him. It didn't smell bad...yet, but it was still rather repulsive to be holding a dismembered limb of one of his...he guessed he still considered her a friend despite the fact that she always drove him up the wall. 

He brought the missing limb back to its body showing away the crows and ravens that were starting to gather around her. He swung Takara's arm around like a weapon making sure they all took flight before he tried to move her. "Man this is going to suck." He thought as he bent down to pick her up. He lifted her up pulling her to his chest having the arm rest in her bosom to keep it from falling off. She was lighter than she thought she would be. She didn't look like she would weigh too much, but the fact that he was exhausted was still a factor. Not only that, he will have to take the long way back to UE headquarters. He didn't feel like trying to explain any of this to authorities. 

The rout that Jak chose to take was round about trying to avoid any crowded areas that would be full of people that would freak out if they saw Jak carrying the unconsciousnes woman. He felt like some sort of rogue trying to keep from getting caught. As the sun went down, and the moon replaced it, Jak was making his way though Karakura town and closer to his destination. Several times though the trip he had to stop and put Takara down in order to rest his tired body. These breaks would not last long. He would pick her back up and trudge on knowing that she would need help as soon as possible. He would not let her die like this.

Finally he made it through the front door. Several people rushed to help the exhausted boy, and the wounded woman while others called for a medic. Jak allowed them to take Takara from his arms and into the infirmary. Everyone was also insistent that he go as well seeing the shape that he was in. Jak tried to get out of it, but a feisty little fire cracker of a nurse would grab him by his left arm and drag him to the infirmary practically shouting at him for being so pig headed and to just shut up and let her do her job. Jak sighed fallowing the red headed nurse that only came up to his chest. Despite the size difference she pulled him around like he was a child. 

Jak sat through the examination and initial treatment of his injuries. Though there were medics that had very powerful healing powers, Jak would have a hard time letting them heal him. He felt like the best thing to do was to let his body take care of itself. It would toughen the body, and allow him to learn more from the fight. The same red headed nurse would not have it. She would force him back down whenever Jak would try to leave and go home. In fact, he was not even allowed to leave that night. With a steely eyed glare, Jak promised to remain there for the night at the least. He sighed laying on the small bed thinking that sleep was a very tempting thing just as he eyes closed. 

Jak's eyes opened slowly at first before closing again. It was only for a second before he bolted up in bed nearly headbutting the nurse that took care of him last night, and aggravating his still healing ribs. He smiled and chuckled embarrassed as she looked at him with disapproving eyes. A small smile would spread across her lips though as she held out a card she had gotten per his request. She also gave him a pen. "Are you going to give it to Takara?" She asked sitting at the foot of his bed. Her soft soprano voice asked. She looked at him with large emerald green eyes. Jak nodded trying to think of the best way to write what he wanted to say.

"Yeah, though I am having a hard time figuring out what to write. I mean she nearly got us both killed and damn it I still can't be that mad at her for it." The nurse giggled and got to her feet. "Well I wish you luck on figuring it out. I got other patients to check on, and then errands on top of that. Just don't push yourself too hard ok?" She had a concerned look on her face. She was about the same age as Jak was, and already she was one of the best nurses Jak had ever been under. Jak blushed a bit rubbing the back of his neck. "Alright, I will try to not end up back here for a bit." He flashed her a fanged smile. She nodded and left his room leaving him alone.

Jak figured that the best thing to write was what he was really thinking. He wrote quickly hunching over the small bed side table was not the best position to be in. He would get up and walk over to Takara's room. He set it down on her table before leaving quickly. On the inside of the card was his message to her. Hey don't you die on me. If this is all it takes to kill you, then you will have a long way to go before you can lead anyone let alone be able to judge me. If you die, I will make sure you will never hear the end of it when I meet you on the other side, if we end up going to the same place that is. The point is, just get better alight? Signed Jak." 

[Kitai Yoru]

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[Kento Waffles]

No clear winner.

+1040 TP to Takara
+690 TP to Kitai
+400 TP to Jak