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Thread Title: Screw The Promotion!
Participants: Luke and Alicia
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: Located at the grocery store where all bad things happen to Luke.
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Circumstances:

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Tick tock tick tock. Luke leaned back in his chair, rubbing his hands across his eyes as he felt the pressure of boredom coming down on him. The small office room he currently sat in was just that, small, and that meant that with all the electrical equipment and computers it got hot. The only comforts Luke had was the nice little wheeled, cushioned with arm rests, office chair he now had, the fan that barely cooled the air, and the fact that he was mostly alone. Mostly. Luke starred down at the a binder, scratching down some store related information on it with his pen. What was going on? Well, Luke was offered one hell of a promotion. After the explosion (Hollow attack) that resulted in quite a few employee deaths, the break in, assault and murder caused by a former employee and unknown assailant (Tyrone and that other fuck) Luke was offered a substantial promotion in exchange for not quitting and not filing a lawsuit.

He was now, essentially, a not assistant manager. Basically he worked directly beneath the assistant manager, the fourth guy on the totem pole, and worked in the business office of his store. He helped customers out at the Customer Service desk, processed money orders and lottery tickets, and if he worked closing he even counted up the total money for the night and locked it in the safe. It was different for him, really different, and he honestly liked it. He liked locking himself in a closet sized office, away from the world and other people. Sure, he had to shape up his attitude and watch what he said now...but that wasn't the terrible part. See, Luke getting a promotion wasn't the only result of all the crazy shit happening to him.

"Would it be the worst thing in the world if you took some money?"

"Yes you moron. Do you want me getting arrested?"

"What's it bother me if you gets arrested again?"

"If I'm arrested it means you're arrested to dipshit."

It started a few days after the assault. When Tyrone and his partner had attacked the store, something inside Luke had awakened. He really didn't have any understanding about what was happening to him, and he hadn't told anyone about the collection of voices that were constantly arguing with one another inside his head. Hell, if he did tell anyone he'd be shoved right off to the loony bin. There was no question about that. On top of that, a lot of other crazy shit had happened. All of that crazy shit involving Impossible and Aevus had resulted in Luke becoming...kind of a super human person. A) He was able to walk on the freaking air. B) He was able to basically teleport short distances, which was just the sickest shit. Hell, after Aevus had given him that sword of his to held Luke protect himself, the young human had begun taking classes when he had the time and watching a LOT of sword movies. Needless to say...Luke felt like a million bucks. He was in the best shape of his life, despite only been working out for a few weeks, and he had access to some really cool magic power bullshit. Hollows he ran into he was actually able to deal with now.

Pulling the office door open, Luke yawned as he stepped out into the checkout aisle section of his store. His store. Had a nice ring and feeling to it. "Hey Luke." One of the remaining employees waved, busy with cleaning his register. It was nearly closing time. "Anyone else in the store?" Luke asked as he began removing the cash drawer of one of the, now closed, aisles. "Why do you even ask? You can feel if there are other people sniffing the fruit." Jäger was right. Luke had seemingly begun developing something of a sixth sense recently. It was hard to describe. It was hard to describe how weird it was that Luke just knew when other people were around him. Another weird development for him.

"Uh...no, no, I don't think so. Want me to make a walk through?" The employee asked. Luke made sure things related to security were maintained when he was in charge for the night. "Make a call on the intercom first, give it a minute, then make a walk through. Check the bathrooms. I'll hop on if anyone shows up while you're gone." Luke explained, closing the register and taking himself and the till back to the office while his coworker got to work with his task. Shutting the door behind him, Luke couldn't help but yawn again. What a boring night. "I could make it fun~" Hearing Jäger's voice again made Lukes eyes twitch.

Do you ever shut up?

"Only when you ask nicely, Lukykins."

The following minutes weren't very exciting. Luke found himself locking the door behind his now leaving coworker, and getting to work counting out the last of the money. Writing down today's total and locking the bills in the safe, Luke got to work making sure each of the registers were cleaned and shut down. Lots of work he still needed to do. There was some paperwork he needed to fill out before he left for the night, as well as doing some work on the money orders. As he began these finishing duties, he suddenly heard a loud sound from the entrance of the store. He raised an eyebrow. Did the leaving employee forget something? "This is why I tell them to keep their damn things in their pockets. No, just fill the drawers with your phones, bottles, keys wallets.." Luke grumbled, heading towards the entrance where he heard the bang. But as he rounded the corner, what he expected to see was not at all what he assumed. Someone's hand was dragging itself down the glass, blood trailing behind. "The...the hell??" Luke questioned, his gaze following the hand down to the body it belonged to.

A man, looking to be around Lukes age, with platinum blonde hair had collapsed into the locked door. He was hurt. He was hurt badly. Luke could tell this wasn't a fake. He grit his teeth together before rushing towards the door, unlocking it and pulling the guy inside. "Hey! What happened to you?" Luke asked, shutting the store door and locking it back up. Looking at the bleeding man now inside his store, Luke was able to make out details of his appearance. He had sharp features, narrow eyes, and was wearing something you'd think a homeless person would be wearing. "Found me...they found me...found me.." He murmured, shaking with pain. "Who found you? Hey, come on, answer! Damn it hold on let me call 911!" Luke barked, quickly running around the wall and heading towards his office.

Kicking the door in Luke scanned for his phone. "Well this certainly got exciting. Hey, I have an idea. If the stranger danger kicks the bucket see if he's got any cash on him. I wanna see that new scary movie that's pla-" Jägers voice was not something Luke wanted to hear right now. Could you shut up for five minutes?! I'm trying to find my damn phone! Luke responded back, mentally, grabbing onto the narrow, velcro, pouch that held onto the sword given to him. Oddly enough normal people couldn't see it he had found out. "Good luck with that. You left it at the apartment, remember? You couldn't pay the bill this month, remember?" Jäger asked, almost teasingly. Shit. Shit fuck fuck. The creature was right.

The store phones didn't work at these hours for whatever fucking reason. As Luke was about to head back out, his ears suddenly became filled with a new sound. The sound of shattering glass, and the sound of the unknown man yelling out "No...no no no!" before he was silenced. Even Jäger grew quiet as Luke became deathly still, unmoving as he stared at the wall that rounded its way to the entrance of the store. The fuck was going on now? The fuck was in his store?

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{Stats and Skills}
Luke

Strength - 150 - 105 Points

Speed - 150 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 200 - 300 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 200 Points

Light Aura - 50 Points

Dark Aura - 50 Points

Instinct - 150 Points

Senses - 150 Points

Energy sensory - 100 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total SP: 1100 Points


[Street Fighting] {2}


[Weapons: Sword] {2}


[Battle Analysis] {2}


[Pain Tolerance] {2}


[Strength of Will] {2}

Items: 1x Artificial Zanpakuto

[Alicia Maine]

The padding of foot steps echo through the alley ways. Clattering the empty passages with life, and horror. The panting of rasping breaths slowly erode the life that they once carried in them while the subject scraped against wall after wall, utterly jumbled in both mind and body as to where the hell he was. Up at the sky there was the night sky that were riddled with hope of a thousand lights, but to him, they only gave him a false glimmer of hope that only made it easier for his hunter to see. For only a moments worth of fresh air was it cut short with a soft hum that broke the silence. Only his eyes and heart motioned. One beating fast and the other widening to take in every last detail of his surroundings. Wouldn't be long before the chains were heard, and the humming growing louder. Both melodic and dangerous it continued to creep closer and closer. The man ran.

Keeping track of the target wasn't difficult. A target such as this wasn't beyond the norm for her. In all honesty, this was what Alicia did best. While most Quincies operated as soldiers and Supervisors, fighting, filing paperwork, or teaching, Alicia was undertaking the role of an Inquisitor. An individual to "cleanse" the Empire of the unfaithful and/or traitors that may be lurking within their ranks. Devious foes who always believe themselves to be clever and proud of their so called just cause. At least they believe so until they meet her. While a majority of Quincies operate with a sort of code of honor, Alicia doesn't. She operated under no sense of honor or morale code. That was why she was chosen for the role. In all sense and purpose, Alicia was the best.

Alicia is a Quincy unlike the others. She held no sense of honor or code like her "comrades." She didn't follow the faith or regulations that their "God" set for them. She couldn't care less for it. So in some ways she was expendable, while in other cases she was a beneficiary. In this case, she removed those who lacked the ability to cope with the Vandenreich. Her current mission was no exception. This time she came for an ex-Vandenreich Lieutenant. A clever fellow to blend in with the bums, but that didn't work. It only took a few deaths to rustle the man's spirit to cause him to break character. From there the chase was on.

Two days. For two days Alicia followed the man. Not that it took her that long to deal with him, just a means to prolong the excitement. Once she found him she kept track of his reiatsu. A quick laceration to the leg and to his side he wasn't difficult to lose. The loss of blood and heightened adrenaline only made his decisions quite rash. While he spent his time running Alicia took her time, only emitting the slightest of sounds to hint her closing in on him. However, the fact of the matter was that she was on his tail since the very beginning. She merely watched from a distance at his attempts to flee. She couldn't help but smile and laugh around each corner he rounded.

When night fell on the second day he decided to take a chance to lose in a grocery store. She chuckled. Nope, she laughed. "Oh?! Is our game of tag going to be played indoors now?" She tilted her eyes up to the night sky to watch the moon smile down on her, and she smiled back. And much like the moon itself her pale flesh only smiled radiated softly before being eclipsed by the shadow that the store set upon her. Those pools of dead red eyes fell onto the entrance. And although they seemed fatigued she couldn't have been any more livelier. This, with dead white hair, it almost seemed that a human sized porcelain doll was marching up towards the entrance. Her target was inside with another individual it seemed, but no matter.

Tap*Tap*Tap*



"Hehehe, Iiii ffoouunnddd yooouuu." her smile grew from ear to ear with her face pressed against the glass door.

She could feel it again. The same feeling she felt that day at the Asylum. That swelling of excitement. Like butterflies. She felt her blood boil and pushing her forward. The soothing chill of the glass only made her cheeks feel all the more cold than they were before. Fingers digging into the solid frame of the door as the condensation became ever more present with each breath. She saw him. Caressing his side and locked on nothing else but her gaze. She saw him. He saw her. Almost as if they were bound together she could feel every hair on the back of his neck stand. Or maybe that was just her. It didn't matter, after two days of stalking her target the excitement wasn't going to be held back any longer.



Frightened, the man turned and ran, but not before receiving an arrow to the back. Reiatsu inside of the body coursed and shaped into palm of the woman's hand. As a result, the reiatsu manifested itself in the shape of an arrow to shatter the glass and pierce his back. A class 5 arrow had struck the man, leaving him temporarily paralyzed on the ground. He inched away with what little strength his fingers could muster. Obviously, he gasped, he wailed, tears swelled and ran down. The ex-Lieutenant crawled while Alicia took her time, building the suspense. So, she sang.

"There was a friendly but naive King, Who wed a very nasty Queen; The King was loved but, The Queen was feared....

Her grin was immense. That toothy grin facing the downed Quincy with eyes locked on. Yet despite his efforts the man was stopped. She could feel the man's back beneath her boot. The sole of her foot caressed him very much so, so much that he even gave her a little wail. She laughed. "p-please.." he would mumble. She didn't care, she was having the time of her life. She only inched closer, ".. Thhhheerrr was a friendly but naive King, who wed a very nasty Queen; The King was looooovveeed, but the Queen was feeaarrreedd... she whispered ever so gently.

"No...no no no!" There was an issue however. The man was too loud. That issue was easily solved with her fist down his throat. A few gurgling sounds followed before a lllonnngggg tearing *rrriiippppp* was heard. That rip, of course, was the man's jaw slowly being pulled downwards and away from him, and her. "The King was lllooovveddd....

... but the Queen was feared." she whispered once more. Then, there was silence.

Her target ceased to exist, so all there was left to do was to deliver the body back to the Empire. That was what she believed at the very least until the other appeared. There was another person. She was going to have fun with this one, after all, the moment was soiled with Quincy's screaming. After setting the man up right, with forehead leaning against a shelf of canned goods, Alicia silenced her reiatsu. She enjoyed a little teasing before actually playing around. Thus, she hid around the veggies section. Not crawling or anything of the sort. Simply walking. But with no skill in stealth she couldn't keep the chain that hung from her neck from rattling. A ghostly figure wandering about the store, slowly closing in on the new individual once it crept closer to her dead target. Then, she sang as she slowly came into view. ".. Thhhheerrr was a friendly but naive King, who wed a very nasty Queen; The King was looooovveeed, but the Queen was feeaarrreedd...

The rattling of the chain grew with each step taken. Its chime drawing closer, and closer until her white figure came into full view, with only a glare of red that managed to pass through the veil of her hip long white hair. ...Till one day strolling, in his court. An arrow pierced the kind King's heart, He lost his life and His lady love.

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Freak/Stats

Class 1 - Rank 3: Captain

Strength - [150] x100% = [300]

Speed - [250]

Spiritual Pressure - [200]/33% = [134]

Reiatsu Strength - [400] x125% = [900]

Light Aura - [20]

Dark Aura - [80]

Instinct - [200]/33% = [134]

Senses - [100]

Energy sensory - [200] x75% = [350]

Healing Expertise - [0]

Total SP: [1500]


Skills

[Battle: Weapon - Lance] {3}

[Body: Acrobatics] {2}

[Mental: Battle Analysis] {3}

[Mental: Strength of Will] {3}

[Mental: Learning] {2}

[Body: Focused Eye] {2}

SKP: 15/15

Reiatsu: 1215/1340 ; - 100 Class 3 Arrow +(-25) Versteckte Pfeil.

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Technique Name: Versteckte Pfeil

Class: 7

Technique Type: Quincy Technique

Usable By: Quincy

Technique Element: [N/A]

Technique Description and Effects:

This technique allows Quincy to fire Heilig Pfeil without the use of their bow. The arrow forms inside the arm, and is shot out through the palm.

How to use technique:

The user holds their arm out in front of them, and points their palm at the intended target, and pays the reiatsu cost.

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc)

Arrows cost double the normal amount for each class, plus 25 reiatsu. Only one arrow can be fired at a time. Only Arrows of Class equal to or lower than that of the user can be fired. Attempting to fire arrows of higher class will result in the arrow exploding inside the arm, creating an explosion of reishi. Repeated use leads to burning on the palm, and the destruction of muscle and tissue inside the arm. After firing more than 5 arrows with this technique in a single post, the user's arm becomes unusable. Arrows cannot explode, be guided, or split if fired with this technique. This technique cannot be used during Letzt Stil. Mastery of this technique allows up to 10 arrows to be fired per post using this technique, and allows for two arrows to be fired at once, one from each hand.

Made By: John Ryan

Reserved?: No

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So what do you think they’ll offer you this time? A fifty percent raise? Management? Your bosses flabby body for a night? Jagers commentary wasn’t appreciated at this time, especially the mental image of Luke bedroom pile driving his less than attractive manager. The young man was silent, however, as the begging pleas of the injured stranger had ceased. He blinked, those amber eyes of his wide and alert to anything that looked even more out of place. His fingers had wrapped themselves tightly around the sword held in its casing, reading to be pulled out if need be. Luke had been learning a little about how to use the thing, actually. He’d started taking some night classes and even had been taking notes and practicing things he’d seen in movies. All of it was so that he could protect others, and himself, from the things that normal people could not see. But would it help this time?

Was it a Hollow? With the sound of shattering glass and relative quickness of the guys sudden silence…Luke guessed it might actually be yet another invisible monster. But something about it didn’t feel right. Why couldn’t Luke “feel” it? He could easily feel the other guys life energies even when he was out of sight, but now there was just nothing. Which didn’t make sense because just moments ago Luke could have sworn he felt another presence. You know there was a dinosaur called a Carnotaurus that could turn itself invisible when it was hunting prey. Jager suddenly decided to chime in. No. NO it did not. You got that from the Jurassic Park book, and that book got a lot of things wrong.

You’re just salty that dinosaurs actually had feathers and honked like geese.

What the fuck does that have to do with anything!? Luke mentally shouted at the odd life form that lived in his head. But, in all honesty, Jagers interruptions certainly kept Luke from losing his cool and freaking out. Sometimes he wondered if Jager actually did such things on purpose, as if he were a sort of immune system response to Luke’s ever growing anxiety. But then Jager would act up all the time and say whatever stupid thing came to its head so such a theory was often thrown out. As Luke rounded the corner where he left the man, though, he stopped when his eyes picked up on the strangers form left placed against the cans. The young mans eyes narrowed as he tossed aside his, as Aevus called it, Zanpakuto carrying bag. The soft bad hit the floor silently. Luke’s guard was now raised, as he had most certainly not left the stranger where he was now placed a minute ago.

Considering the fact that the body wasn’t actually, you know, eaten or anything Luke came to the conclusion that he wasn’t dealing with a Hollow. His eyes rested on what had happened to his back, noting what looked like a puncture wound in his back. Luke decided it best to not pointlessly approach what was obviously a corpse in case it was boopy trapped. He had seen one too many horror movies after all. Poke him. Jagers voice suddenly appeared, making Luke inhale sharply and close his eyes for a moment. I swear to god can you take anything se—wait what’s that sound? Even Jager was quiet when the sound of chains could be heard rattling around his store.

The mental image of Jason Voorhees from that one Friday the 13th movie came to mind, but Luke quickly shook something that stupid out of his mind. The sound was coming from the other end of the aisle Luke was on. The young mans eyes narrowed, before widening when he saw the source of the sound come around the corner. It was a person, at least Luke thought so, from what he could see. Giving the person a longer Luke he noticed that red eye staring at him from beneath hip long white hair. It was a girl? And was she…singing something? She’s kinda cute. What was she doing here? Was she the one who broke in? What was he doing asking himself that question, of course she was the one who broke in. Luke frowned, his gaze hardening for a moment before…he made the decision to speak.

His face would change from his piss baby standard face to his Grade A Costumer Service “hi ma’am I’m ready to listen you complain about your fucking six month expired coupons” face. ”I’m sorry…ma’am. Joe’s is currently closed for the night, but we open bright and early at 8am. So, please…” His face would shift again into something more…normal and appropriate. ”Get the fuck out of my store. I've called the cops already and to top it off you're on the stores cameras.” Luke spoke, making his words loud and clear. Are…you trying to talk your way out of this? Jager asked, a hint of amusement in his voice. For once I’d actually like to actually NOT get into a fight with one of these super powered freaks! Is that such a bad thing to hope for? Luke snapped, mentally, back. Hell yeah it is. I wanna fight! It’s been so long since you let me out! And Luke was going to KEEP Jager locked up if he had the option to. He wasn’t going to let what happened last time happen again. Those poor kids..

[Alicia Maine]

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{Play Meh}

"Hehehe...hehehehe." across the ale she giggles softly. Alone in the dark with an unknown presence that was simply directed at him. The blood stained eyes emitting their crimson gleam down the dark section of goods, with nothing more but a widen smile and a faulty stance. "Hehehe...hehehehe." she continued on. The target had been neutralized as ordered. She could have simply gone back to the Empire after a few days of purging, but then where would the fun be in that? Naw, that was the boring part. The waiting. Why would she want to do that? Why do that when their seemed to be more entertainment coming their way. More people. More playmates. More... fun.

She stepped forward. Head tilting side to side. Like a laughing pendulum that was more than capable of looking back. The chains rattle with every step taken. Each rattle only made her think of the thrills that were on the way. Cameras? Cops? The joy that she felt. But first "Hehehe.... Get out? Why? The fun is just getting started. And soon... As if the sentence was the trigger reiatsu seethed into her hand. Materializing the particles of spirit energy into the invisible mold that she constructed with her mind, her Lovey-Dovey Gun came to be. [-200] "..we shall have more playmates."

Quickly, the balls of clear white hues were stained. Dripping, pouring slopply onto the ground. *Drip*Drip*Drip* The droplets came. More and more came as its beauty came to be. "Tell me, are you lonely?" she giggled. Into her hand the particles hardened. "..Feeling sad?" The blade sprouting forth from its tip, arching beneath the barrel that extended over it. "..Then... why don't you let me show you what it means to be fully embraced.. With my Lovey-Dovey Gun." Standing at a whopping six feet of height was her Last Silence 2nd form, The Lovey-Dovey Gun. Nearly every inch pulsated with life that brought the gun barrel and blade together. Its elegance and beauty gave form to what Alicia endured during her life. The damned nature of humans. And the dread she kept inside.

Before he knew it the Quincy came at him. No stepping techniques or tricks, just a mad dash forward. That, and of course wielding a weapon that was larger herself. The bulk of her weapon wielded as if it were nothing but a feather to her, while the weight itself never gave that impression. The L-D Gun hammered itself carelessly into the shelves of canned goods, from one side to the other. Much like a Bull's charge. That giggle was no more a giggle, but sheer laughter. She could close the distance within a matter of seconds before bringing the bulk of her weapon down onto Luke's position. 300 of pure physical strength can do that, and given its length, Alicia wouldn't have to put herself at much risk for the time being.

The weapon's two foot handle gave the Quincy much leverage to adjust her handling. Shifting the weapon's weight and her own only took but a single move to better balance herself in close quarters combat. And while most Quincies prefer to play keep away, Alicia took things more directly, and more closely. After the initiation slam into the ground, all it took was pushing motion of her off left hand to swing the weapon across the chest to Luke's left side. From a quick slam into a swipe, she can control combat at any given time should the man remain as close as he did. But, despite it all, with any given distance that the man took away did the organic material quiver. It quivered alright.

After clearing the space around her with the swipe did her Release spring to life. Tearing and nawing at itself, the fleshy material forcibly peeled itself open, lunging towards the man. Like a tendril seeking him out at his fleeing direction did that fleshy tendril rip itself apart to forge a mouth. Snarling and enraged, that toothy mouth was easily matched to that of a large watermelon, that sought to bite down on the man's body. Though, an observant individual could tell that being bitten wasn't the problem. It was the that lance like blade that acted as a tongue, was the real problem. [Class 5 Arrow - 30]

"Please... Oh please.. Let them come. Let all the people come and play with me." she said removing a single hand from the handle. Then, and only then did light manifest in the palm, to gather the reiatsu that the dead Quincy left behind, and take it into herself with her hanging Quincy's Cross.

Reiatsu: 1485/1340 ; -200 Bow Release 2, - 30 Class 5 Arrow x1, + 500 Quincy Cross.

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Luke couldn't help but put one leg back, as if he had begun to back away from the woman down the aisle. The hell was wrong with her? Luke blinked as he began to grow uncomfortable, consciously, as the woman just kept giggling at him. The hell is wrong with her? Luke questioned. He hadn't put it together yet that this woman did not function the same way, mentally, as he did. Her wires were crossed differently, their thoughts were very different, and their moralities were very different. As she stepped forward, Luke came to realize that he had stepped back at just the same time. He blinked, not realizing that his body was reacting unconsciously to this woman's actions. Her laughter mixed with the sounds of chains before her voice entered the mix. As she spoke, Luke felt something happened. His sixth sense was picking up on something. Energy was gathering in her hand, and a lot of it.

"I think you've gone and made her even wetter than before. Maybe try apologizing for lying and swearing at a poor little girl?" Jäger joked, but doing so caused Luke to notice something about the entity inside him. Its voice was...it didn't have the same tone it normally did. It almost sounded more...serious? Something was happened. Something was being formed in her hand. Some sort of weapon appeared, something that looked straight out of a video game. She questioned him, wondering if he wanted to be embraced by this thing she called a "Lovey-dovey-gun." Was this real? "No...no I think I'm good." Luke responded, finding another leg of his had crept back.

And then she charged. It took Luke a second to realize what had happened, but in one moment she was standing and the next she was charging with laughter just spilling out of her mouth. Shit! Luke mentally shouted, quickly kicking off of the ground and making a hard dive to his left and out of the way of the aisle entrance as that massive weapon came down where he had been. The hard tiled floor shattered beneath the weight and power put behind the weapon, causing Lukes eyes to widen and nearly pop out of his damn head. Just how strong was this bitch?? He couldn't freak out though, too much shit was happening, and doing so would cloud his mind and slow him down. This was a fight, a real damn fight. Incoming. Jäger suddenly interrupted, causing Luke to look up to see that the woman was readying another swing at the downed young man.

Luke found one foot was planted on the floor at least, and just that was enough for Luke to activate the energies inside of him. Something he had figured out to do after seeing Aevus doing something similar. Send reiatsu to the legs and then just...kick. Following that action activated Movement(-25), causing Luke to vanish for a moment as his speed was kicked up to 450 and letting him get the hell out of the way. He reappeared a short distance away, rolling back onto his feet, but not far enough way that he was out of danger. "The hell!?" He shouted as he watched something akin to a big fuckin snake come out of that sword and start snapping at him. The young man noticed, however, just how sharp the tongue looked to be.

Nope. Fuck that. Movement(-25) was used once again, this time to throw Luke down the next aisle he was standing in front of after dodging that downward swing. Coming out of the Step made him hop a little, sword held tightly in hand, before he began to book it towards the beer aisle. "Oh yeah, your lie totally got her juices flowing." Jäger was god damn laughing at him. "Yeah no shit I can tell!" Luke shouted out loud, accidently, as he ran. "Where're you going anyways?" The entity asked. Out the back. Out the fucking back. Fuck this fuck this shit a hundred god damn ways to Sunday! That was the plan at least. Escape and survive. Don't pretend to be a god damn hero. "Luke, let me out. You're not going to have a chance unless you do." Jäger spoke, that joking tone of his gone. Fuck that idea! Luke spat back, mentally, as he ran. He was making sure to keep the psycho in his radar, his sixth sense keeping track of her.

What the shit was she? What the hell was she doing here? Did she come for the stranger? Was she just some random killer that Luke got stuck with?? Why the hell did she want to kill him? Luke didn't do shit to her! He even gave her the opportunity to just walk away after killing that guy! God damn it why did all this stupid shit constantly have to god damn happen to him!? What the hell was he thinking thinking he could take her? Why didn't he look deeper with his sixth sense earlier? Her...her energies were off the charts. She was stronger than anything he'd seen before, even stronger than Impossible! What the hell could he do besides just try to get away?

Remaining Reiatsu: 2950 / 3000

[Alicia Maine]

OOC: Sry for the wait, but now fully approved. Will be switching over to new Properties and abilities starting now. Yay>


Around around the lance would go, but where would it stopped no body would know. The length of her lance spun wildly with a single hand. It's bayonet slicing through the air leaving nothing a heavy swoosh with every rotation it made. The man was good. Real good. In terms of dodging at least. Due to the nature of their location, she would more see him as a rat running from a cat. She giggled. Poking her eyes around the corners of the high shelves she giggled at the racing thought. But to be more blunt, she was more excited for the police to show up. More and more participants to add to their little party would make things all the more exciting. *Wham* One of the canned goods shelves was struck. Its resilient frame stood no chance against the bulk of her weapon.

*CRASH* The trio of produce holders were crushed by it sheer weight and the power behind the woman's swing. "Oh where oh where did my little rat gone, oh where oh where can he be?" she teased. She knew better. His stink was in the transparent air that made his movements all the more noticeable. His energy was moving about. Dodging left and right from what she could assume to be the maze like pattern of the store. Then that was when it came, a small shout from the other end of the store. Her lips parted widely to that of a grin. She knew where he was just by her sixth sense, but the noise he made made it all the more possible to locate him.

From there, what came next wasn't a mad dash towards the man, but a stampede. One by one the each aisle shattered. Alicia was breaking through anything that stood between her and her fun. Interception. From what she knew of at the time it seemed that the man was running away from her position. Could he be trying to run away? Escape? This displeased her greatly. Like hell he was getting away. Two aisles left between the two. And like all the other barriers between them, they wouldn't stand a chance. [-200] More reiatsu was needed. More was needed for their fun to continue. From there, her arrows changed. Wrecking the feeble arrow forms to that of her beloved Blood Beast. A slight sting from her palm tainted the pure azure light to that of a deep crimson red, malforming the beautiful light into something more dark.

There, the beast tore its mouth open as it snarled loudly into the store. Afterwards, Alicia fired, thrusting her lance ahead of her to release her pet arrow. A Class 4 arrow was required at this point. [-40] The beast sprang forth beyond the man's intended course, devouring the bottles of shelved alcohol and wine, and crashing against the wall that ran along the man's side. Whether he dodged or not was irrelevant, as the small of the beast arrow was only the size of that of a boot. She only wanted to make sure that he was in sight. And that he was.

The girl giggled, veiled behind the layers of white dead hair. She laughed. She continued to do so even her eyes focused on the man. But, she didn't run. Not yet at least. She just stared at him, humming to herself. Then she spoke once more, "Where are our other party guests? Are they having a hard time finding this place? If so, shouldn't the host remain here until his guests arrive? I still want to have fun." Her fingers arced around the cold metal frame of its grip. A mere flicker to begin the weapons rotation once more, emitting that same heavy twirl from before. "Then, shouldn't we make it easier to find us?" she responses yet again as she diverted her attention to the ceiling.

Splitting from the barrel of her weapon, a secondary arrow was shaped and released. The Blood Beast sang its lovely tune as it crashed over the path of Luke's getaway route. [-40] Then, another. [-40] Two arrows where released, making as much noise as the woman could possibly have made with two Class 4 arrows. Their bladed mouths ripping through concrete and stucco material that made up the building's structure. Undoubtedly, the noise would alert those who were wandering about outside. And the rise in spiritual energy would definitely draw attention of those who were sensitive to the sixth kind. And yet, she still giggled beneath her shroud of white hair. Her eyes slowly falling back onto Luke with that same smile, undaunted by the falling rubble that she caused.

From there, her left hand peeled open to gather what little reishi the dead man already had, into her Quincy's cross that hung around her wrist. With this, it removed what little reishi stood in the area. At least, until more reiatsu was used from those around her.

Remaining reiatsu: 1455/1340 ; - 40 Class 4 arrows x2, and -200 Class 4 Property release. + 250/500 Quincy Cross.

Properties active; 2/3 ; -50% from Quincy Cross.

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Of all the stupid fucking bullshit that life could ever squat down and liquid shit all over him, it just had to be some psychotic fucking homeless chick with a god damned monster sword! Sure enough, Lukes escape path had been cut off by one of those weird projectile things she was shooting out of her sword, prompting him to stop and raise his arms over his face to protect himself. Lowering his arms back down, he looked at where the arrow had struck and the damage that it had caused. Turning his gaze towards Alicia, Luke simply looked at her with both a stunned and confused expression. ”What…what the hell…” Luke stammered, his arms dropping down to his sides as Alicia began to speak again. Seemed that Luke absolutely made a mistake with telling her that he called the cops. He honest to god thought it would spook her and make her run away. Instead it seemed to just make the bitch wet in the waist.

She wanted the cops to show up. She wanted more people to show up. She fired two more projectiles, one of which busted its way through the ceiling and into the sky above almost like an emergency flair. Luke lowered his arms, looking at the grinning Alicia with eyes full of…unease. The young man couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him. Why him? Why did this have to happen to him? He felt faint, honestly. ”What the hell….is wrong with you?!” Luke suddenly screamed, his face and eyes displaying just how pissed he was. ”What the fuck is wrong with your head?! Were you raised in a god damned barn? Look around! Look what you did to my god damn store! The fuck is your actual problem?! Who the fuck do you think is not only going to have to clean this up but also have to deal with the fallout of you acting like a fucking rhinoceros in my god damn store!” Luke screamed at her. Fear was not something the stupid experienced.

”You stupid loon! What the fuck is actually wrong with you? You come into my store, kill some random motherfucker and just decide ‘dur imma go ruin this guys night just because I can hurhurhur’!” He was still ranting. ”No. Fuck you. You stupid, crazy, cunt!” Luke snapped, unable to actually understand the difference in the twos power levels. Luke was as mad as Alicia was crazy right now. Luke took a few deep breaths after his screaming, realizing that he actually scratched his voice a little bit. Huh, when was the last time he lost his voice from yelling at someone. ”Yeah! Tell her! Tell her that her tits are flat!” Luke ground his teeth together, deciding that he honestly just didn’t fucking care. This bitch had managed to do something to Luke that nobody have been able to do. Through sheer bullshit she managed to piss Luke off enough that he was more than willing to break down the six wall of bull crap that was between him and his deciding to use his abilities. ”You know what…I’m gonna beat the shit out of you!” Luke snapped as his body became consumed in a sudden violent display of blue reiatsu.

Raising one of his hands towards her, Luke frowned as he spoke the command phrase. “Ziege Dich!” and with that his reiatsu exploded around her…only for nothing to happen. Luke remained still, maintaining that pose for a moment before he blinked, his eyes dancing around him as if he were looking for something. ”Uh…” He commented, lowering his arm as his head bounced back and forth as he looked for something. Jager where the fuck are you? No answer? Lukes face went from what he had when pissed off to something that looked more…nervous. ”U-uhm…hey, listen, I’m sorry about what I just said..” He chuckled, clapping his hands together as if in prayer while a waterfall of cold sweat poured itself across his body. Where the fuck was Jager?

What neither of them realized was that what Luke did was successful, it’s just that neither of them could tell right now. Luke gulped, staring at Alicia, not really sure how to proceed with this. ”Oh…and…uh…no cops are…actually calling…I actually only said that to…try and scare you out…heh..” Luke explained, chuckling nervously before sending reiatsu into his legs and using Movement to head to his left, away from where Alicia had fired her arrows to keep him from escaping earlier. This night was just going to get worse for him wasn’t it? Luke terminated his step technique at the other end of the store, turning and pointing his blade towards Alicia. He figured that he wasn't going to get any chance but to fight his way out of this mess. But why was Jager so silent?

Remaining Reiatsu: 2525 / 3000
-25 for Movement
-400 for release

[Alicia Maine]

"Hhheeeeeeeeehhhhh.." No cops? No more party attendees? And what felt like a powerful surge of reiatsu was a dead waste? LAME. LamelamelameLameLAmeLAMeLAME!. First of all, how the hell were there no other people coming? Like honestly, what does have to do to grab some attention to have people visit the damn place. She fired purposely into the air to cause a bit of commotion. The Quincy abruptly trashed the store to some extent to have drawn some curious minds to investigate. At least some Shinigami welps, but no, not even that. She couldn't have that. And secondly, when it seemed that things were going to get real good, it became a dud. It came and went like fart in the wind.

The random guy began screaming what seemed annoying. Something about his store and how her behavior was unacceptable. To be frank, she couldn't care less. Like really, the more he yelled pretty much sounded like them people on the Peanuts show. Whampwhampwhamp. Whamp, whamp whamp whamp? Like, what the hell? It was nothing but jargon to her. Literally, her mind went blank after the first sentence. She just zoned out completely. More or less focused on what her Senpais were doing. Maybe walking about and eating an apple? Slaying Hollows? Or perhaps, writing her undying love for her in absolute secrecy? Alicia squealed with excitement for those brief moments. At least until she recalled the few words that did manage to strike her brain a bit, such as Rhinoceros and Cunt. Was someone beneath her really looking down on her?

Not only looking down on her, but even calling her fat, brutish? She didn't about the rest of Mr. Random's statements, she only heard those words. A floosey? A slut? A cunt? She isn't fat nor lacking the bust department that was for show. This nobody was talking down to HER? The lance's butt clanked against the floor. Her laughter died. That smile faded. Utter silence. Then, the Sternritter cried out.

"I.. am not... a FLOOSEY!" Well yeah, she was raped years back. But solely against her will. Being tied down while drugged is no fun, and definitely not consensual. Did this guy know her secret? Nails dug into her arms, drawing blood. Scrapping down the length to her wrists, almost leaving a trio of red jagged lines across. She bantered the only way that Alicia knew how. By doing so she could release her frustration bit by bit, but even that wasn't enough. In a whisper did Alicia vent her moment of heated paranoia. "ImnotfatImpretty. Suresomethingshappenedbutit'snotmyfaultkill. Thisandthathappenedandonethingledtoanotherbutreallyitwasn'tmyfaultkill. Thisguyhasnoideawhathe'stalkingaboutkill. Kill. ButifIdothatnowthentherewon'tbeanyfunleftkilltoevenenjoykill. OnlySenpaicantalktomelikethatkill. I'mnotaflooseyoraslutkill. Notfatkill. I'llmakebloodyslopoutofhimkill. Senpaiwillstilllovemerightkill? YOUAREAFUCKINGLIAR!!!!!!!"

Alicia panted. Kicking the butt of her lance back into his whirling motion. And despite her current mindset, to what only Luke could see of her dismay, Alicia was smiling. The girl locked onto Luke with those pools of blood red eyes. She was still smiling despite all that hammered on about. It never faltered throughout her delusion. She charged, striking the butt of her lance down upon the man's position. Careless to say that it wasn't meant to really hurt him, nor intended to land. Nope. That was only meant to vault the girl over onto the wall behind him. There, Alicia was not only positioned behind the man, but had a height advantage over him. Yet, he was gone. He vanished, moved down the narrow pathway to the end of the store.

Alicia bounced off her flooring, and gave pursuit to the evil doer. The lance danced around the curve of her hips as it followed suit. It's handle slid across thin fabric of her bodysuit, placing her body near the butt of the large bayonet. The girl was applying both the butt of her handle as well as the oversized lance edge as though it were a double-bladed weapon. She whisked it around her as her own body danced within its very motion, tearing away small portions of the floor as both ends met with it. What was found humorous about the situation, was that the man was pitting himself, with a sword, against someone with military training. Para-military to be exact.

The two blades would clash, having steel meet with steel. Like a flick of the finger, if contact was made between the two, would have provided an opening by forcing Luke's sword away to his left. Sheer force and momentum propelled Alicia to fully utilize half of her strength to its upmost potential. The very action didn't require the Sternritter to apply all of it before swiping at the man's torso with the nub of her weapons extending handle. This kept her at a safe three foot distance, while still swinging her weapon shortly after the initiation contact of their blades. She was ready to hear some screaming.

Remaining reiatsu: 1355/1340 ; (-100 from Freak Drawback upon release)

Properties active; 2/3 ; -50% from Quincy Cross.

[Impossible]

Impossible wasn't generally the kind of guy who interupted someone else's fight, that was more of Kitai's shtick, picking off people at the ends of their fights like a vulture. But when something, or in this case someone, starts to throw around abilities, he prefered to find out what was going on, especially if he was in the area. Walking out of a Game Go, making use of holiday deals, he felt someone strong, very strong, enter a release state, or something similar to it, not having too much experience to base that assumption off of. He used his energy sensory to get a better picture of what was going on.

"Welp, no way I'm going near that cluster fu...." His words died in his throat. He wasn't sure what race that person was, but he knew the person that they were fighting, and knew that they were hopelessly outclassed. The failure's skin began to shift in color. ".....uuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKING LUKE, YOU DUMB B@$TERD!" A large portion of his skin was now a deep, wrathful red. He sprinted down the block, summoning his flood as he ran. He activated a certain ability of his, called an elemental shift, and his flood fell away, leaving red spheres in the concrete.

Impo wasn't the fastest person in the world, though he was certainly not slow. Or, at least by human standards anyway. He had the speed of an athlete, running down three blocks as fast as he could, avoiding using movement abilities in order to conserve energy, as well as to give his Elemental Shift the time it needed to start up. Impo felt Luke maybe release, and he forced himself to move faster. He managed to arrive at the front of the store just in time to see Luke and a woman start to fight with swords. Seven red balls flew to him not a moment later.

Where Luke got a sword, and how he managed to piss off this woman, he neither knew or cared at the moment. All he needed to know was that this woman was attacking someone he considered a kinda-sorta-friend. The failure, panting for breath with a pissed off look on his literally red face, threw the door open, ringing the bell loudly. Pointing his hand forwards, one of the balls flew inside. It moved fast, flying with 600 speed towards its target. The ball collided softly with Luke's back, and the moment it did, Luke would feel a familiar weightless sensation, before falling to the ground behind Impo.

The ball floated there for a moment, before vanishing, only to reappear next to one of the ones behind Impo. "There's a Cero percent chance of you, NOT BURNING IN HELL TONIGHT B%#CH!" The failure closed the door with a slam, and let loose a Cero about the size of a tank towards the insane Quincy, blowing through the store with reckless abandon, heading straight towards her. He doubted that she would die from that, they never do. This chick felt even stronger than Kitai, and he was scary to think of fighting. "Get the h#ll up, you need to get out of here." He could fight, sure, but could Luke? He pictured that same guy who he beat up when he first met him. That same, weak man who couldn't beat some sixteen year-old in a fist fight.

Elemental shift 1/4: 400
Flood movementx2: 40
Cero: 100
Total reiatsu remaining: 1710/2250

SPOILER: Click to show

{Stats and skills} [Strength - (75-.25%) 56 points
Speed - (100-.25%) 75
Spiritual Pressure - 225 points
Reiatsu Strength - 750 points
Light Aura - 100
Dark Aura - 0 Points
Instinct - (400+100%) 800 points
Senses - (300+100%) 600 points
Energy sensory - (200+100%) 400 points
Healing Expertise - 0 points

1300 Sp total]

[Analyzing ] {2}
[Lack of Fear] {2}
[Strength of Will] {2}
[Battle Analysis] {2}
[Learning] {2}
[Mental incantation] {2}
[Calm mind] {2}

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ooc: Forgive me for how long it took and how short it is ; -; here's something stupid in return

Ever get the feeling that you'd tremendously fucked up before? We're not talking "oh I forgot to take the dog out so he shit on the floor" fucked up, we're talking more "oh I forgot to turn off the oven so the house burnt down" levels of fucked up because that's just how fucked Luke was feeling he was. His words caused a serious reaction out of the girl, one that caused Luke to begin to sweat a little. Sweat a little arctic cold sweat. He took a step or two back as the woman had her own little mental break down and spoke to herself in a rapid hushed tone, some of which Luke managed to pick up on. He gulped, tightening his grip on his sword as he once again mentally called out to the asshole Doll that decided to not respond to him. Jäger for real where the hell are you!? Why the hell aren't you talking!?" Luke snapped mentally, and was still met with an annoying and panic inducing silence.

If Luke made it out of this mess he was going to strangle Jäger. Suddenly the woman screamed and charged Luke. While Luke may have had a bad attitude, and a foul mouth, he was somebody who could sympathize with other people. Maybe if Alicia hadn't been a blood starved psychotic killer he would have tried talking to her, and seeing what he could have done to help her through whatever issues she had and to try and help her forget such a traumatic past. But, instead Luke had managed to actually piss her off beyond reason and was about five seconds from getting ripped in two. Tightening his grip on his sword, Luke did what he could to ready himself against Alicia when...suddenly...he was gone? No, not gone, but instead moved. Moved against his will. Moved by something that felt really fuckin familiar...and immediately caused his motion sickness to kick him.

Amidst his dry hacking, Luke heard that shitty one liner shat out from Impossibles mouth. Luke had figured it was him before he had even seen, or sensed, the Failures approach. "I'm only...going to say this once...but fuck am I glad to see you." Luke commented, wiping his mouth as he got to his feet and looking at the damage that Impo had done to his store with a rather...mouth dropping expression. How the hell was he supposed to explain this to his boss? "What the hell are you doing here anyways?" Luke asked, before hearing Impossibles suggestion that they get the hell out of dodge. Yes...yes that sounded like an absolutely fabulous fucking idea.

"Don't have to ask me twice, come on!" Luke barked, reaching out to grab Impossible and to get him to move.

[Alicia Maine]

"This is...

This is..."

She muttered beneath quaking breaths through trembling lips. Her body hurt. Stinging with along the length of her arms and the sides of her legs. Scorched with hints of steam and blistered with red skin. That ridged skin was not going to be a bit flaky. The Quincy's head cocked back, lips parted gasping for each breath, her words parted from the last. Alicia was hurt. Her face shielded by her dead white hair whilst her arms slung loosely paralleled to her sides. Her knees buckled before jerking her body forward into that of a slouch. "This is.... Alicia always blurted out what she had in mind. The level of difficulty into forming words to say for such an occasion was completely baffling.

"This is..."

A new guest, a newcomer on the scene who wanted a piece of the action. How dare he? Who the hell did this guy think he is? Right when the blade was about to be brought down some damn red orbs came around the blinded her. One moment he was there then the next moment he was gone? What the fuck, was he a magician? Pulling rabbits out of his ass now? Bring her fucking Houdini now and fart out some Tiffany Couplings why not? But the biggest question was how did the hell that Alicia remain standing with all those burns on her body. Well that came from the marvelous Class 2 arrow that came from her Lovey-Dovey Gun. A single arrow that carried with it two full levels beyond that of what was a Cero that devastated the end of the store behind her.

What was once a full structure was now only half a building, along with newly made vacant lots because of their new guest. While she only made a little mess in the store, this guy really fucked Luke over. LOL. But anywho, the arrow was released, conjuring the Blood Beast that easily shred the oncoming Cero into two. What sucked was that she did so a tad bit late. So while the beast was tearing through the center of the beam, the heated edges that surrounded the woman was hot enough to scorch the sides of her limbs. There was only enough room for her body to make to remain unfazed by the large beam of red destruction. Not to say that the space necessary was particularly keen to her shape.

As a result, her body was left stinging after the whole fiasco. Which brought them to the current predicament. Alicia was aching from the Cero's burns. "This is.... She'd seem hurt. But in all honesty, when did common sense ever make ACTUAL sense to Alicia. At that moment, as if the Earth itself did a complete one eighty from where they stood and decided to go for a joy ride on their backs, Alicia's harness went undone. Her spiritual pressure flared, reigning down upon the area with a demented aura about it. Like a chorus of tortured screams wailing about in their last moments of life, they cried out, ".. THE FUCKING BEST!"

More people came into the fray to play. What more could she want? First, she was able to play with the runaway Quincy, then with a lone human, and now another person who could shoot fucking laser beams. This night was getting better and better as it went on. It made her hairs stand on end, her insides squirm with excitement, and her brain rushed with pure euphoria. Knuckles crunched as her grip tightened around the lance's handle, drawing closer towards the two. Pure and utter ecstasy plunged through every nerve and cell in her body. Would her Senpai love to have her bring new people with her back to the Empire? Would they like their heads on a pike? She didn't know what would be better of the two choices. All she knew was that they were not going to get away so easily.

The Sternritters face plucked up and gazed up about watching the pair. Watching. Just watching with that damn smile lighting her face. Oh wait, that wasn't it. That was her eyes flaring with the deep crimson of her irises. Watching them from the darkness beneath her veil of hair.




Remaining reiatsu: 1395/1340 ; - 60 Class 2 Arrow

Properties active; 2/3 ; -50% from Quincy Cross.

[Impossible]

There were so many other things Impossible would rather be doing right now that didn't involve crazy women. Like being at home, playing video games. The ones he just bought. The same ones he was desperately trying to hold onto as Luke almost literally dragged the failure away from the store. 'Seems like someone managed to get stronger since the last time I saw them.' Impo though in passing. It was obvious that Luke had managed to become much stronger and faster than the failure was in the short span of time since they last met.

Still didn't mean that he wasn't pissed at him.

"How the F#CK, pant, is it that EVERYTIME I SEE YOU, gasp, YOU'VE MANAGED TO PISS OF SOME CHICK, WAY THE F%CK OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE!?" He yelled at Luke, trying desperately to catch his breath, not used to this level of physical activity. "And YES, I mean that IN FAR MORE WAYS THAN ONE!" All the white was gone from his skin, and in its place was only grey and red, representing fear and anger respectively, with his hair being a glowing crimson as well. The colors blended and twisted around on his skin, almost as if they were alive. Impo made the mistake of looking back towards the shop, to see if his cero had actually done the job.

His eyes widened in fear, and instantly, all the red from his body and hair was swallowed by the grey, leaving the only color on his person coming from his eyes and clothing. Seven orbs followed the two men, the same ones from earlier only dyed grey, and three of them flew towards the Quincy with 600 speed in a vain attempt to run her through. "Nope, nope, nope, f%ck this s&*t. Let the h#ll go of my hand, I'm getting us out of here!" Trying to break out of Luke's grasp was not something Impo could do the way he was now. Luke would need to trust him.

Whether or not Luke trusted Impo, the failure would shunpo to the top of a nearby building. If Luke refused to let go of his wrist, Impo would grab the Bount's arm, and drag him with him, possibly dislocating his shoulder. If he did let go though, Luke would follow quickly via flood ball, being fast nearly fast enough to keep pace with his movement ability. Once Luke got over his nausea, he would see a worried-looking Impo standing on the far edge of the roof with his left hand in the air, activating an ability of some sort.

"So lady killer, got anything that might help with this killer lady? Cause I'm wracking my skull, trying to think of any ideas." The skull of a dragon appeared overtop of the failure, sharing the colors of Impo's eyes, with the right being a solid purple, and the left being black, with an angry blue in it. It was roughly the size of a car. Right now, he needed to know what Luke was capable of, because fighting someone like this by himself was NOT something he was willing to do.

Tapping his fingers about, the dragon head flew down low towards him, and Impo quickly climbed on. Three of the spheres quickly flew behind Impo, hovering there, following his movements. The forth one flew in front of Luke. "Take this, it's a condensed version of my fullbring, meaning I can move you if you need it." Impo wouldn't go off yet. He'd much rather wait for this women to come to them. This gave Luke, or something else, a chance to tell Impo anything he might want or need to know.

Shunpo: 50
Skull Slayer: 500
Total reiatsu remaining: 1160/2250

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"I didn't do SHIT to this chick you ass wipe!" Luke snapped back immediately after Impossible decided to ask him that insulting question. Luke didn't do anything to start this fight, though he certainly did more than enough to cause it to spiral out of control. But, really, the fight wasn't what was important. Instead it was the complete desctruction of Lukes store. Even the Hollow attack hadn't damaged it to this extreme. Each and every shelf wrecked and ruined, the stock all over the place, and let's not forget the big fat fucking LASER HOLE! He was going to be fired for this. He was going to be fucking fired for this and he fucking knew it. Regardless, despite the fact that Luke was freaking the fuck out he still managed to take a look back along with Impossible to see if the Failures laser had actually managed to...oh...that's not the reaction he wanted.

Was she having a fucking orgasm!? Even with that question busting its way into his head he didn't get the time to ponder on it, because as she screamed out so did her spiritual pressure. It weighed down on Luke heavily, threatening to crush the life out of him. Like a chorus of screaming souls it wailed in his ears, but thankfully his warrior-race body instinctively reacted to the Gravitational Pressure by releasing reiatsu to counteract the effects. Impossible took the initiative again and, despite Luke's gut suddenly feeling like it got hit with a bat, moved the two to the roof of a nearby building. Heaving, Luke covered his mouth and looked up at the sky to keep it all down.

"So lady killer, got anything that might help with this killer lady? Cause I'm wracking my skull, trying to think of any ideas."

"Running? Because...fuck." Luke commented, spitting on the roof before quickly moving himself over to the same edge Impossible stood on. If Impossibles laser couldn't do the trick, then what else could they do? Luke couldn't hurt her with his own laser tricks. Grinding his jaws together, he racked his mind trying to figure out just what they could do to get away from her. No, not fight her. Get away. Luke had no delusions about them winning. All he cared about was surviving this. But how? Luke expected that this bitch was holding back against them. It was nothing but a game to her. Casting a sideways glance at what Impossible was up to. Taking the fourth orb, Luke frowned as he came to the conclussion that he would have to tell Impossible. "I've got something...but you can't go telling people. And I got no clue if it'll even work.." Luke said quietly, letting out a sigh as the command of power danced on his tongue.

Don't bother. Huh? You must be out of your mind if you think I'm gonna help you with this bud. Huh?? You just saw her shrug off lightning bugs blast! I'm gonna stay right here in your shadow. No point risking my neck." Waitholdthefuckingfuckup You've been hiding!? Luke asked flabbergasted. "Pft yeah. Originally I was just aimin to get a backstab on that hoe, and didn't respond to you cus I didn't want you blowing my cover. But seeing as to how she just, you know, drowned her panties getting hit by that little shits beam I thiiink I'm gonna sit this one out." The Doll explained. He was...going to sit it out. He was going to just hide? What the fuck do you mean you're just going to hide!? What do you thinks going to happen to you if I die?? Luke responded back, his eyes settling down on his store.

"Oh don't misunderstand dumbass. I don't like the idea of dyin anymore than you do. You do something stupid I'll keep you alive...just so I can shove my arm up your asshole myself. But believe it or not I'm trying to keep you alive so you can live to get laid another day! Fuck the store, fuck the glowstick, just fucking run for it. Let Impossible distract her and you make a break for it. You're faster than he is and he's a brighter target than you are!" Luke could barely believe what he was hearing. Jäger was suggesting Luke abandon Impossible to this bitch and run?? "I'll even make it easy for you. I'll maim the little shit myself so Miss Psychopuss can enjoy herself with him while we get away." No...no no No! No you fucking insane shit! Luke snapped, but already felt Jäger was...moving. Thankfully Impossible was hovering on that dragon, and there wasn't a shadow connected to him for Jäger to spring out of. Could this night get any worse?

[Alicia Maine]

Everything fell with utter silence. Her legs burned. Tingling with a numbing sensation that usually came with first degree burns. The annoying throb pulsed along side her arms as well. Both sleeves were incinerated by the oncoming Cero that the Failure released. And although the Quincy managed to persuade death in prolonging her lifespan, the fact remained the same that she still felt the repercussions of being too lax with strangers. Eh, so what, it made it all the more fun when there mysteries yet to be discovered. But even more than that, the throbbing pain that singed her legs and arms made her felt another form of life. Pain.

Not like what she was familiar with when experiencing back at the Hospital, but nevertheless, it was the same. It burned. Reawakening the senses that she thought that were fading away for some time. But now, now they were rekindling those senses back to what they were. Yet, they too were not lasting. Soon, the pain will fade away in the rush of adrenaline that would course through her body once more. Those singed limbs continued to pulse with every step taken forward out onto the street. The two that were before her were fleeing. Why would they want to leave? Not while they were having fun. She wanted to feel more alive. To restore what she felt lost itself in the past. "More....... More................MORE!"

That feeling of living. To have her entire body be brimming with life rather than the cold standstill she knew of. Pain was a source of knowing that the body is alive. Its quick response to something unsettling that was transpiring with the body was something that could not be faked so easily. The quick surge of adrenaline and stirring of chemicals within the body that causes the body instinctively lash and spam away from it. Proof that the body is still living. One of many sensations that helped to prove to the girl that she still drew breath. It proved that she was still living. This was what she was seeking, the proof of life. Was only that sensation that would help her push her forward into what she sought out. The answers. Perhaps, chasing them would cause more of these sensations to spurt out.

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They wouldn't be difficult to find. The overuse of reiatsu was screaming in her ears like no other. Really, if they were trying to escape, then using reiatsu in large quantities would be a stupid move. There wasn't any need to search for the two, especially when a dragon made of reiatsu was made over a roof top. Both its scale in size and reiatsu made it easy to find the pair. "Ding dong, I know you can hear me. Open up the door, I only want play a litttle." she sang with her unrelenting smile. The lance rose up to take its position in the air of its master, hissing with the red vile that swallowed the large blade. With a single thrust the bladed vile was released up at the roof top with its gaping mouth, seeking to devour the pair before leaving the surface. (-60 Class 2 Arrow)

"Ding Dong, here I come to find you. So hurry up and run now, let's play a little game and have some fun nowww.... she continued on with her song. But the mouth didn't stop once it clamp down onto the bits and pieces of the roof. Nope, since it remained for the few seconds that gave the girl the opportunity to reel herself up. If dissipated as the Quincy made her climb, pushing off the wall's surface with a blur of movement, enhancing the woman's general speed to that of 750. The single step would have propelled the woman over the two, about 10 feet over them give or take. "Ding Dong, I have found you. Ding Dong, you were hiding here, so now you're it!"(-25 Movement)

She smiled, looking down at the pair with lance directed have them both. "Ding Dong, now pay the consequence! The red vile spiraled once more along the length of the Lovey-Dovey Gun, spitting the gaping mouth down upon them. Teeth splitting open at the seams and a rumbling howl that tore through its mouth. (-60 Class 2 Arrow)

Remaining reiatsu: 1250/1340 ; -60 Class 2 Arrow x2, -25 Movement.

Properties active; 2/3 ; -50% from Quincy Cross