New Look New You [R / NDE]

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Thread Title: New Look New You
Participants: Luke and Zaluu
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
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Annoyed. Was that the best word to describe how Luke had been the past couple of days? He couldn't really blame his growing attitude towards anyone but himself, but let's back up. Things had been interesting since Luke met Taka. What started as a hit and run that left his bicycle a victim soon spiralled into a night that Luke wouldn't be able to forget. Flirting, drinks, introduction to mod souls, breaking in a museum, snatching a dinosaur and fighting a Hollow ended in Luke discovering something about himself. Granted it was more like Taka decided to take him down in the catacombs that her club was built on. Down in that pit Luke had something revealed to him. Taka introduced him to the one permanent guest she kept in that prison. It was there that the bomb about Luke really was had been dropped, and now he was dealing with the fallout from that.

The past few days had been...meh. While Luke had agreed to working with Taka, either being one of her racers or something else, he did want to at least leave his old job with some dignity. He'd put in his two weeks like a good boy, despite that job not deserving it after the hell he'd gone through working for them. "Quiting!? You?! No no you can't!! We don't have the time to train someone new with the holiday season approaching so quickly! Is this about the deaths and break ins?? We gave you a promotion you can't sue us!" Even now Luke could still remember that fat bitches wails of disbelief and anger when Luke gave her the notice. Made total sense then that Luke saw his hours getting cut, but being the spiteful little shitstain he was he made sure to work. And he was aiming to get serious overtime too.

Granted, even though Luke had his "fuck you" reasons for wanting to work so much, there was a bit more too it. He wanted the work to keep himself busy and not give himself the time to brood on what he had learned. He wasn't exactly human. Instead he was something called a Bount. And Bount just so happened to be what had given birth to the legends and stories about....vampires. See, this was the thing that had Luke going up the wall. It wasn't necessarily the fact he was semi-human, but it was instead the fact that he was apparently a vampire. A fucking vampire. Give the guy a gun and a bullet. Wanted to fucking shoot himself because of how stupid a twist it was. A vampire. How stupid.

But it wasn't just really that which had Luke in such a funk. After moving into Takas club, which he generously offered him, Luke hadn't really spent much time there. He always let somebody know where he was going, since him being there was a rather...special...circumstance, but those that were aware of him living there would have noted that ever since he moved in Luke didn't really stick around. Granted he was still working his job which wasn't at the club, but working from opening to closing every single day certainly seemed odd. When he got back to the club he'd head right to his room and pass out after dinner and washing himself, only to repeat the schedule the next day.

The days were Luke didn't slave away at a shit job though were spent either wandering around Karakura or spending some time at his gym. If he couldn't count numbers then he worked his body into exhaustion. All of it was done to avoid sitting around and thinking. He did what he could to avoid thinking about what he had learned in that prison that night. He kept himself busy to keep himself from worrying about himself and what he could end up becoming. Meeting with Zan and having his story told to him put a fear in the young man. He was afraid. He was afraid of Zan, afraid of what he could end up becoming, afraid of himself. The thing he summoned in the museum had woken him up to the fact that he still had secrets and powers undiscovered, and that unknown scared Luke.

"What if I end up like him? What if I suddenly want to eat people? Who am I? What am I? Why am I like this?"

It came with no surprise then that Luke found himself out on a walk. He hadn't been able to sleep, his attempts to dodge his growing anxiety finally taking a toll on his sleep. He let one of the bouncers know he was going out for a walk, making sure to take his sword with him in case he ran into a Hollow. It wasn't terribly cold tonight, meaning Luke was fine in his hoodie. He wasn't really sure where he was wanting to go, more just hoping that burning some steam would help him get back to sleep when he got back. "Are we talking again yet?" That's right...Luke had been giving Jäger the silent treatment for the past few days. The Doll hadn't actually done anything wrong, Luke had just been so absorbed in his own issues about himself that he had retreated away from the Doll. He didn't know if talking to it would further develop his Bount abilities or not.

Yeah, I guess. Luke responded hesitantly. "Well don't sound so ass beaten about it. Where're you going anyways? All the nice ass is back at the club." Jägers perverse comments were actually pretty nice to hear right now. Don't know. Can't sleep. Figured some air would be nice. Luke replied, stopping at a intersection and waiting for the cars to go past. "You wanna talk about it?" The Doll questioned, though Luke remained silent. "Oh come on. I know what's got you downer than a downsy-" Don't finish that one. And I know you do...I just don't know what to do...or really how to go about this. Luke explained, sighing to himself mentally.

He found himself by Karakuras river, sitting on the grassy hill you always saw in animes. The city lights and moon reflected off the surface of the flowing water, making it look far more pleasant to the eyes than it had any right to be. How am I supposed to go about this? It's not the fact that I learned I'm not really human. Hell, I've had that sneaking suspicion ever since I was a kid. But the fact that I'm a fucking Bount and could end up...end up needing to start eating living people? It's like being told you have a unknown deadly illness that's behaving like a god damn timebomb. How am I supposed to act after learning that? If I didn't start freaking out then there was something wrong with me! Luke dumped on his Doll.

Jäger was quiet for a minute before deciding to pitch his own thoughts in. "Well...don't let it get you down! I don't get where you're coming from, but I get why you're freaking the fuck out. You've got me and Taka to help you figure this shit out, even Aevus and the fat chested cow. Don't keep shit hidden from them or let it bottle up inside, otherwise it's gonna bukkake all over you." Jäger stated, prompting a small smile and a shake of the head from Luke. The hell was he going to do with this Doll. We should head back soon before someone starts to worry. Don't need Taka sending someone out after me.

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{Stats and Skills}
Luke | Soldier

Strength - 100 - 70 Points

Speed - 200 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 200 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 200 - 300 Points

Light Aura - 90 Points

Dark Aura - 10 Points

Instinct - 200 Points

Senses - 150 Points

Energy sensory - 50 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}

["Taka" Sar]

What did it feel like to be living?

It was a question that had, over the many years she had been alive, saturated itself into the fibers of her existence. After all, how long had it been since she'd had a body truly her own? She didn't remember... Was it any different? That much was obvious. Of course it was. It was only reasonable that things wouldn't be the same. But somewhere along the line, she had started questioning what part of her new......insensate condition was a matter of variation, or simply a detatchment to what it was to be alive. Something about her body not really being her own was.....disengaging.

Even in peril, she never really felt threatened.

Even in hunger, she never really felt starvation.

Even in thirst, she never felt as though she might wither.

How many times had she felt the feeling of flesh giving before her own? The sensation of some.....substance being erased of her own doing? How long had it been since she had seen a corpse and felt a true....thrill? A feel of pride. To see a corpse and feel like she'd done it with her own bare hands. It was a feeling that tickled the back of her mind, sinking in slowly....slowly...slowly deeper into her existence.

At first, everything had been so....sudden. So brisk. So sharp. Overwhelmed, she really had never had the opportunity to get a feel until it was actually over. When she stopped feeling the sheer rush of motion through her body before that tingle of....RESULTS. So that when she at last she bent over, her hands planted firmly on her knees, and she could finally FEEL things. The sweat dripping from her bow. The way her hair clung to the back of her neck. The tremor of her calves aching. All of it was a mesh and mash of superficial details that somehow all came together to form a MUCH deeper meaning, a much more...pronounced sensation.



"Fuck...... this ..... I didn't even know.....how much I missed this..."

Even her voice felt so....clear. So true to the way her lips moved around the words. even with the stench of blood, she couldn't help but childishly dip her nose under her armpit, a fresh inhale filling her lungs with the musk of hard work, a smell that caused her to reel back and let out a clear 'WHOOOH!', that tired face suddenly splitting into a grin as the pitterpat of raindrops beginning to fall around her barely even registered in her mind.

Standing over the corpse of the three hollows she had finally managed to track down, she threw her head back and laughed uproarously up and into the sky, wooting and howling up into the nothing above her as she drank in the feel of such an exhilarating fight. Even with the spatter of cked blood on her flesh, even THAT felt right. Even this felt......her. She wasn't just using some other body. She wasn't just crawling into some fleshy substitute. She wasn't just boring her way into some nothing and molding it into some SEMBLANCE of something.

Drenched in blood, every single motion gave her the distinct sensation of her own form, and when she brought those scarlet-stained hands of hers up, looking over them, she could not help but smile wider, her nostrils flaring as she drank in the smell of the rain that had started to come down. With her own nose. With her own lungs. She could TASTE it. In a way she didn't even know hd existed. It felt so....Personal.

This was Her

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It had been a day or so since that....revitalizing evening. And honestly, for Luke it wouldn't seem like much of a different day. Once he was done with his meander outside, and eventually, at whatever time he did find himself making his way back to the club, he would find that the establishment was oddly...bouncing. It wasn't QUITE late enough for the normal bouts of partying and celibrations. It wasn't NEARLY close to being around the time for a race. So it might actually strike him as a little strange that there was so much noise going on.

The noise, of course, having one particular focal point in the establishment as, oddly, most of the place seemed abandoned. Nothing coming from those massive halls or the upper floors. But all sorts of noise could be heard down below, in the basement levels. Not in the direction of the dungeon, but toward the REGULAR sublevels. And of course, assuming that Luke's curiosity would get a hold of him, he would be greeted by a massive crowd. And a single person was standing above them all, grinning like there was no tomorrow, slamming down a freshly-emptied shot-glass with a hard smack before throwing both fists into the air and shouting, causing that crowd to ROAR with delight as the pink-haired woman above them all laughed uproarously.

"FUCK yea! You know what this means? Make some fuckin noise if you wanna know what this means?!?" that familiar tone would ring out, as the crowd let out another roar in repsly to her prompt, the woman closing her eyes, drinking in that racket as she basked in the single creature that was this MOB of admirers.

"It MEANS....that Taka, is finally here. Finally whole.... There ain't NO strings on me!" the woman shouted, kicking over the table that had held the shotglass and the alcohol, all of it falling to the mat as the crowd began going nuts, both her arms held high over her head as the whole room began a vigorously catchy chant. One that even Luke in his dreary mood would feel the tug in his sol to join. Vampire or not, he was still somewhat humanish, and humans were social creatures, and a mob was a powerful mentality.

When the woman raised a single hand, the crowd slowly fell silent, and suddenly those pretty lips would split into a smile. "And we all.. have somebody to thank for this. Somebody who helped me get where I am now. who kicked my ass out of this....funk I've been living in. Luke!" That voice suddenly grinned, eyes snapping to Luke's position immediately, and why shoudln't she? She was an expert at picking around those sneaking about, even in a crowd. It was all too easy to notice luke's arrival, her brain just so used to noticing subtle differences. Not quite superhuman, but still incredibly sharp.



"Luka Clyburn...." she trailed off, the crowd cheering as she hopped down from that ring, smiling as she strode purposefully toward him, and he would FEEL the purpose behind every single motion of her surprisingly toned, yet curvaceous body. It would feel so very familiar, and yet also somewhat alien. In several long strides the woman took all 6'3" of herself up to Luke and reached up, patting him FIRMLY on the shoulder and smiling.

"Guess who."

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{Stats and Skills}
Strength: 50 (35)
Speed: 100 (70)
Spiritual Pressure: 50 (35)
Reiatsu Strength: 100 (300)

Light Aura: 98
Dark Aura: 2

Instinct: 70 (49)
Senses: 70 (49)
Energy Senses: 0
Healing Energy: 0

Skills:

Street Fighting: 1
Stealth: 2
Anti-Stealth: 2
Poison Resist: 1
Damage Recovery: 2
Battle Focus: 2

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Luke was greeted with a rather interesting turn of events once he arrived back at the club. While it was certainly later than anyone who worked a well meaning job should be up, it still wasn't late enough for there to be any sort of crazy clubbing. And Luke was certain there wasn't a race going on or anything. But what was even stranger was where Luke most often saw people drinking and dancing was oddly...empty. But there was still a shit ton of noise in the club, but it was coming from where else. Somewhere lower below. He doubted it was in the dungeon. It be very strange, after all, if something was happening down there. "Let's go check it out. Maybe it's some big orgy." That's retarded. No, I feel like going to bed. Luke replied, cracking his neck a little.

"But Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuke! I don't want to go to bed yet. I want to see what all the commotions about come oooooooooooon! Come on come on come oooooooooooooonnn!" The Doll whined, getting a very annoyed groan and grumble from the Bount. Fine you fucking baby, fine. Sometime soon Luke was going to give Jäger one hell of a slapping. But, knowing that if he didn't at least go check things out meant that the Doll wouldn't let him sleep, Luke decided to go investigating. Following the noise down some stairs, some turns, and finally into some of the basement levels. What greeted Luke, amazingly enough, was a huge crowd of just about every person you could fit into the bar.

All of them were cheering. Whooping and hollering about something. Actually not something but someone. Someone was putting on quite a show. A pink haired cutie that was drinking quite a bit, slamming a shot glass down hard enough that Luke thought it would break. Raising her arms in the air triumphantly, as if she had conquered some sort of challenge, prompted the crowd to suddenly explode with cheers. Luke couldn't help but chuckle, a small smile painting itself on his face as he felt his spirit getting sucked into the enthusiasm. The hell was happening anyways? The woman suddenly cried out with excitement, with a voice that rang in Lukes ears. Wait...was that?

"It MEANS....that Taka, is finally here. Finally whole.... There ain't NO strings on me!" Well shit. The hell was Taka doing? Luke couldn't help but feel that smile pull back more, revealing some of those white teeth as he shook his head with crossed arms, watching the Mod Soul put on a show. Was she drunk? Could she get drunk was the real question. What was the occasion tonight anyways? "Something seems different about her." Jäger decided to chime in, getting a response of agreement from Luke. Yeah. She's a lot more energetic than she usually is.

Suddenly it all went quiet with a raise of Takas hand, like she was some sorta god before her followers. Those pink lips would form a smile before she started talking again. "And we all.. have somebody to thank for this. Somebody who helped me get where I am now. Who kicked my ass out of this....funk I've been living in. Luke!" She announced. When he heard his name, Luke blinked before letting out a "Eh??" Wait, what was it he did? He had done something to help cheer up Takas life somehow. Luke blinked, a bit of a goofy look on his face as he tried to think up what it was he had done when he heard his name again.

Looking up, he blinked when he saw Taka looking right-at-him. She saw him come in with all of this going on? His brown eyes settled on her, looking at her like she was something completely new to him. Her features, the shape of her face, the intensity in her eyes, the curves of her body, it all stood out to Luke and it...amazed him. This wasn't someone that Taka was freeloading in. Something more was going on. The confidence in her steps, the way she moved herself, it all felt too...personal almost. She was only slightly taller than him too. Before he knew it he felt a hand on his shoulder, and had a smile flashed in his face. "Guess who."

He chuckled, not really sure what to make of all this. He smiled back, raising one eyebrow at her before saying "What's the deal? Everyone who breaks one of your rules turns out to be a total hottie?" Luke asked jokingly, hoping to get a laugh out of her. "But...that's not what's going is it, Taka?" Luke asked, giving her a raised eyebrow and amused smirk. "I recognize those thoughts. You think she's hot." Jäger snickered. Luke decided to not respond. "So fill me in? And what happened to the dinosaur body?"

["Taka" Sar]

She couldn't help but find the young man rather adorable as he completely missed the meaning of her words, the celebration, everything going on. Shaking her head mirthfully, she clasped both hands onto his shoulders and smiled. "No Luke. A long...long time ago. I had a body of my own, before I had my soul stuffed into a pill. And THIS is is. Well.... it's not the one I had before. But It's a new one. a new me. MY body. Not some.... copy. Not something extra like the dinosaur. This is really me." She noted with a sudden slow smirk, as if she KNEW the sort of thoughts that were going on in the man's head.

Slipping her arm around his shoulders, she began leading him out of the room. Almost immediately, sensing that her speech was over, the crowd dispersed with a VIGOR, everyone filing out to fill the asylum as one helluva party came under way, the celebration of Taka's body officially starting as she took him to something of a cosy little corner, eventually releasing him before she smiled over her shoulder at him, taking a moment to choose her words before finally speaking them.

"I know that this has been a bit of a rough time. Hell, you're the only guy I know who can flood a room when he gets excited." She noted with a wink, playfully punching his shoulder as she leaned to the side. "But something good DID come of it. It's not just my power you've helped awaken Luke. I feel.....just better. So much better. I was weak, helpless.... I had been trying to get out of that useless form for ages. And now I'm finally strong enough to inhabit a gigai of this size for good." she chuckled and then pushed her knuckles against his face. And he would feel how....weak she was. It wasn't just human weak. It was even worse. She could move her body, but not by much. And he would notice that. Even if she had gotten the body, it was very hard for her to use it.

"But well... if you haven't noticed. I'm not quite....in synch with it yet. Which is why I want to fight you. Obviously not to the death or anything silly. But apparently, being around you and fighting is doing wonders for my abilities. So what do you say?" She asked, suddenly smirking a she folded her arms over her chest, grinning as the pressure from her forearms caused her bust to swell VERY obviously.

"Will you help me with my body?" She asked in blatant obvious innuendo, making stupid-ass jokes in perhaps a way Luke wasn't TOO familiar with. Little did he know that makind ridiculous jokes was actually normal for Taka, and perhaps, as all this developed, he would begin to realize just how much of a funk she'd been in before. Not only with just her ability to use a proper body, but in her demeanor and how she carried herself. She was finally in the right set of skin.

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Her own body? Her own body? It wasn't really a question, it was instead more like he was repeating the realization to himself. Takas own body. Her own flesh and blood. No more did she need to borrow someone else's or wear something that resembled a body. This was her. She even explained it like that! She once had a body before she became the pill, and apparently what Luke was looking at now was how she used to look. How she now looked. And she looked... "Luke! Luke don't you realize it! She's not inside someone else's body! This is her!" Jäger practically screamed in excitement. Yes...yes I know Jäger. Luke replied softly, still taking in the details of who he was looking at. "You know what this means? No more worrying about the real owner of the body! You can fu-" And like that Jäger had his line cut.

Luke couldn't lie to himself, or Jäger really, about the thoughts going through his head right now. Taka was...well she was hot. Really hot. We're talking top tier here. Given that smirk pulling itself across her lips, he imagined Taka probably knew just what was going through Luke's head. Or maybe the redness of his cheeks was giving that away as well. An arm around his shoulder as he was lead away from the crowd, who dispersed on their own as they began to celebrate their bosses achievement, and directed to a quiet corner of the room. He was about to ask how this had all happened, when she spoke first. She mentioned how things had been a bit tough for Luke lately, prompting a bit of a surprised look from him. Had she been paying attention despite him not being around much?

Ever since the revealing of his origins he had been in a bit of a funk. A self identity crisis. Self loathing. Being afraid of himself. He'd been trying to hide it the best he could, but Taka could see through people a lot better than she could see the side of a wall it seemed. He had been thinking about coming to talk to her about it on his way back, like Jäger suggested, and to even bring up his recent sleeping problems. Ever sense the reveal he had not been sleeping well. He would wake up, drenched with cold sweat and usually filled with feelings of fear, regret, dread, and other sorts of negative and depressing emotions. But the thing was he never remembered what he was dreaming about.

But that wasn't important right now. What was was the woman in front of him. The joke she made about the museum got a reaction out of him, a stretched lip and a raised eyebrow before that lip curved into a toothy smile and a shake of a head. "I can promise you that that's never happened before." He joked after getting the punch to the shoulder. The night they spent together hadn't ended in disaster and self discovery that lead to some negative feelings for Taka at least. It was similar to what happened that night. Just being around Luke was enough to jumpstart Takas spiritual growth. Like overloading a light bulb with too much electricity. But instead of busting, this bulb instead shined much more brightly and stronger.

Luke felt a sense of pride. A sense of accomplishment. He felt like he had done Taka a service that nobody else could have done for her. He felt fucking good actually. Butterflies in his tummy, but in a good way. "Aww this is cute." Fuck off. Luke laughed a little when he felt knuckles in his face, but the amusement soon passed when he realized that something just wasn't right. There was next to no strength behind her arm. Maybe it's because she's still new to it? Like a newborn baby sort of thing? Luke wondered as Taka began explaining things. She wanted to fight him? Pushing out her chest she gave him a smirk, which Luke responded to with a entertained smile. "You fiend! How dare you look at her chest!" Fuck off.

Her little innuendo didn't fall on deaf ears either. He snickered, grinning again as he shook his head. "So you want to wrestle around with me a little huh? Heh, alright. I don't mind giving you a hand. Help you break that nice new body in." He replied; face feeling rather warm as he did so. Why did she have to be so pretty? Luke wouldn't try beating her senseless or anything, of course. He would only go at her as hard as she went at him. It was just going to be a spar. If being around him was what triggered her growth, then he had no problems with getting as close to or spending as much time with her as was needed.

["Taka" Sar]

She couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes just a little. What an adorable little meatball. Blushing, squirming, the whole nine yards. That said it was something of a serious matter, she took a moment to flex her fingers before nodding her head off to the side. She began walking off, expecting him to follow as she would make her way out of the HQ she spent so much of her time in, heading to one of the clearings that was out away from Karakura in general, stealing a glance over her shoulder, hopefully to see Luke following along.

"So the point of this is just to get me used to my body. No death blows or crazy stuff yea? I wanna be pressured, not killed. Same goes for you, I'll try t give you a run for your money." she noted with a bright little smile, rolling her shoulders as she began to flex her form, seeming to try and get herself into the groove of things. It had been a while since she'd had so much combat in such a short ammount of time. It was barely a few weeks since she had fought hollows with Luke at the museum, this was actually a lot for her.

"For now let's go without powers for a bit. Just some physical sparring. We can get into you and your watermonster once I've gotten a little bit of time to warm myself up. Deal?" she asked, tilting her head as she gave another look over her shoulder, and eventually turning to fully face her sparring partner. She had no dellussions of winning. He had a big-ass monsterleviathan and probably other abilities too. This was just her trying to.....to what? Honestly she wasn't al that sure, but she needed to start somewhere. And right now, somewhere was Luke.

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"No deathblows? I don't have any problems with that." Luke replied as he walked a short distance from her, removing his sweatshirt so it wouldn't get in the way of the fighting and laying it down on a bench. Once again he was out in the cold air which stung at his body, but not so much in a way that it was uncomfortable even with him wearing a tank top. He couldn't help but steal a glance over his shoulder at Takas backside, finding it hard to believe still that this was who she really was. He never imagined she would have just grown a new body one day. But maybe this made things better. She seemed a lot happier, relaxed, and didn't act so nervous or anxious when they left the club like she had last time. "You just wanna bang her." And there he was.

Not like Jägers assessment didn't have any merit. Taka certainly checked a few of those like boxes in the list of Lukes types. Hell, when he was stealing a glance at her his eyes ended up resting on her rump for a moment. "Huh? Oh, sure, yeah. No powers. Got it." Luke replied with a little stammer, his mind pulled out of the gutter as he remembered he was here to throw fists with Taka. "Hehehe dumbass." So, fighting Taka. How was this going to go? Just how strong was she gonna be? Luke was actually feeling a little excited. Sure, he hadn't done much fighting or training after their last little night time stroll and his run in with Aevus, but Luke was confident he could hold his own and give Taka what she was looking for. Heh, and if all their flirting was any indication...

His eyes adopted a serious gaze as he looked at Taka readying herself. She wanted him to push her? Well, he certainly was going to try and do that. Like a bullet fired from a bullet Luke shot forward heading straight for her. In all honesty, Luke wasn't the best fighter. He wasn't very experienced outside of being pushed into really shitty circumstances, and even then it was his Dolls that tended to get him out of those scenarios. But, even so, Luke was hoping he might just learn a thing or two that could improve him with this spar. So, when he got close enough to Taka, he jabbed his right arm forward in hopes of scoring a punch into her chest. A stupidly simply opening attack to get things started.

["Taka" Sar]

Zaluu was ready when Luke suddenly lunged in her direction. Sharp eyes locked onto h is body as he streaked in her direction, those eyes watching him every step of the way. Admittedly true she was slow, and weak, but she had top notch instincts to say the least, and when that punch went straight for her, she stepped into it, curving her body to the side as that fist barely missed her chest, her own focus keeping it so that she could fixate on what he was doing. One of her hands raised, as if reaching for the young man's face whilst her other hand snuck its way in.

Naturally the reach for his face was a feint, her other hand curled into a fist as she aimed to plant her knuckles into his ribcage. Admittedly without the full-body swing of her entire fram the punch didn't have too much force behind it,but it was a solid jab into the man's side, one that hopefully would distract him long enough for that hand of hers to actually manage to press against his chest, bracing it against her palm as her knee swung up to try and jam into the center of his back just below his shoulder-blades, pinching his torso between her palm and knee in order to increase the impact, her ability to stay focused being her real saving grace as her reflexes were barely up to par.

That aside, she did notice just how weak her form was. Her muscles, her speed, her ability to attack. She even could feel how draining it would be if she tried to use her power. She was still desperately trying to develop, to try and make something out of the body she had been given. As it were she could afford to be weak for now. She had her gang after all to protect her. But if anything, Luke had proven that trouble had a way of finding you wherever it is you decided to hide. If she was going to survive, she'd have to get stronger.

Sure.... maybe Luke wasn't the....best of teachers. He was hardly some wise sage in the mountains. But he DID have power. And the fact of the matter was that despite his young age, the kid was actually stronger than her. So it stood to reason that she would have to settle. At least she had the pervy sage thing going for her. It was very obvious that he had a thing for her body, even if she didn't really share it in a mutual bodily enthusiasm. girlish as Luke's face was, the rest of him really didn't follow suit. Of course really that was stepping into- ohright I'm fighting...

She suddenly realized her thoughts had gotten away from her, and in the midst of her pincer attack, she hadn't followed through to regain her footing, so even if she did manage the attack, she would find herself slipping and unable to find her balance afterward, dropping to the ground before tolling back up to her feet in an almost catlike fashion, attempting to salvage the cool points she was very close to losing after all that combatative footwork being undone by her own clumsiness.

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Well shit. Just this one small confrontation with Taka made Luke realize something. It made him realize something really bad. He had no experience with fighting someone with real martial arts training. As far as it came to fighting, everything Luke had dealt with were either sword wielders or big drooling monsters. Taka was the first one to use her own arms and legs as a weapon, besides the swipping attacks of a Hollow. She squirmed past his fist, throwing a feint into his face which he managed to recognize. But, with all his inexperience, he wasn't really able to respond appropriately to getting a fist digging into his torso. What surprised him though was the fact that it barely hurt. Not in the "Luke is a super duper tough guy with a big dick" king of didn't hurt, but instead was like he got slapped by a two year old girl. But, despite his inexperience, Lukes body was stronger than hers in quite a few ways.

So when she tried to plant her hand into his chest, she would find his not being used left arm suddenly grabbing her wrist. Yanking his arm to the left, she aimed to pull Taka right in front of him. And, if that were to succeed, his right arm would be swung into a uppercut right into Takas stomach. Per her request he didn't hold back, hitting her with his full strength, granted their strength difference wasn't that crazy but was still enough to probably make her wince. But Luke wasn't quite done. Still holding onto her left arm with his left hand, Luke grabbed her shoulder with his right arm and aimed to rise up and slam his knee into her torso. Within these few moments Luke was realizing just how inexperienced he was fighting someone like Taka.

Sure, Luke used to throw a punch or two back in highschool but this was something completely different. Not only that though, when it came to fighting Luke had begun to become proficient with swinging a sharp piece of metal rather using his legs like baseball bats. It made Luke ask himself was this how he wanted to fight? He'd been doing alright with using his sword, but knowing how to fight like a street punk was certainly nothing compared to a trained martial artist. Ah well. Depending on how this spar went Luke would decide how he wanted to devote his fighting style. Though he was hesitant to pull out his real sword against Taka.

["Taka" Sar]

Zaluu had to admit that Luke felt unnaturally solid. Even when she aimed to slam her knee into him, she failed to manage any real sort of damage. When his hand grabbed at her wrist she immediately took stock of his grip on her. And her hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, just above his own, separating his own hand from the joint itself, so that he was more clearly holding onto her forearm than the joint of the wrist itself. And with a sudden HAUL she cranked her own arm against the arch of his thumb, using her forearm like a lever and putting the integrity of her forearm against the integrity of the knuckle of his thumb.

Of course she was still weak. At worst she'd tweak the joint, and not only that but her focus on that little stunt cost her the ability to deal with the uppercut, trading the hit to her stomach with the wrenching of Luke's digit. And of course, it was a horrible trade, it felt like she was getting bricked to be frank, and as it were, she maybe might have reduced function in his hand, if she were lucky. His ability to grip would at least hurt, but it was a bad trade. Hopefully one she would make up for.

When he grabbed onto her shoulder, she recognized the amateur move immediately. So when he shoved his knee up toward her torso, she curled her body and arched her back outward, curling herself around the incomming knee and pinching it between her forearms and one of her own knees, keeping it from actually making impact, briefly leaving her off-balance. But it was more an instable stance than her actually wobbling. a seasoned fighter would have been able to easily recognize her unstable base, but Luke? He really didn't seem like the type to be able to recognize this sort of thing. So, she would try and sneak. While she was hunched over and all but wrapped around his leg, she would very sudddenly extend the leg belonging to the knee she'd used to pinch his, and suddenly, her foot stabbed forward and slammed into Luke's groin. Not dead-on, but managing to slam into the joint between his thigh and his groin.

She didn't want to hurt him, not really. But she DID want him to back off. Hopefully with the tap to his junk, she would be able to disengage, releasing him and staggering back in order to stabalize herself, those eyes narrowing thoughtfully as she eyed him up and down, something of a smirk crossing her features. "Fuck Luke, what are you made out of, cinderblocks?" she asked curiously, begining to realize that physical violence might not actually be al that effective. Well....unless she started aiming for weak points....

Those eyes of hers darted around Luke's body thoughtfully, her fists still raised, keeping herself in a stable boxer's stance as she considered her options. It wasn't like this was a competition where hits would count more than the actual damage. They were actually sparring and she lacked the capability to do much damage it seemed. She may very well be forced to give some dirty jabs in order to do anything lasting. Hmmmm...

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Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Luke wasn't really sure just what the hell Taka was doing. What was she doing to his wrist? Well at least his uppercut scored him a point, but what came next really just left him confused. She did an excellent imitation of a weasle, wiggling herself around his knee jab and all but constricting herself around his leg. Despite the pings of pain in his thumb, Luke found his left hand forming into a fist and was about to throw a punch at the lowered Taka, only to suddenly have his life literally flash before his fucking eyes when he saw that Takas foot launch itself like a missile for that oh so delicate part of his body. In fact, the very THREAT of having his nuts get crushed triggered a defensive mechanism.

When Takas foot came slamming into Lukes thigh, she would suddenly get hit by a nasty case of Cutback. Her foot would feel like it was crushed in a belt press, followed by a nasty bruise forming on her foot up to her ankle, if not a little higher. Thankfully for Taka, that little stun caused Luke to freeze up and accidently trigger a Cutback response, and let her get away from the young Bount. Luke blinked, seemingly awake from his little episode and looked at Taka with a bit of a surprised expression, before letting out a little snort and giving her a goofy grin. "Well that was...close." He said, surprised she went for one of those blows on him.

Rotating his left hand and moving his thumb around, Luke looked her over as he thought about what she said to him. During their little scuffle what he had guessed turned out to be true. She really wasn't all that strong physically. It really was like he got slapped by a toddler when she punched him, and really nearly all her blows had barely been anything to him. But, on the other hand, one hit from him must have hurt badly. His lower lip stretched a little as he thought about what he could do to help turn the tide to give Taka some help. It was funny, honestly.

When Luke looked at Taka he saw someone who was more mature, older, and should have been his superior in a lot of ways. Why was it someone much older than him was, well, weaker than him? It didn't sit well with him. Luke really wanted to help her get stronger. Why did he want someone to be stronger than him? Maybe it was the idea that Taka was "supposed" to be his boss, and the person looking out for him when it came to his development as a Bount. A thought occurred to him suddenly, one that made him blink. What if that was the reason? "So she can handle you if you end up like that guy." Luke suddenly heard piercing through his head. Springflut, the Doll that had awoken during Lukes fight with Aevus and Lumina, didn't talk as often as Jäger did. He wasn't as vocal as Jäger, but his words were often...a lot harsher.

"You mean this isn't just about getting into Takas panties?" Jäger asked. "Nobody gave you permission to speak you simple minded filth." Springflut suddenly shot back, and sure enough the two immediately began arguing. Insults were thrown back and forth inside Lukes head, while the Bount himself was rather focused on what he was thinking. "Taka.." Luke suddenly said, his voice rather calm despite the battlefield raging inside his head. "No not the skeeball machine!" His eyes rested on her before a grin covered his features. "Go ahead and use your powers. I'm fine with it." Luke said, his voice brimming with confidence and certainty. He wanted Taka to get stronger, both for her own sake and his own, and if using her abilities would get him to push harder and release more spiritual energy then so be it.

The sword case Luke carried landed on the ground as he removed the Zanpakuto from within. He decided to switch to his main method of fighting. Like it was said earlier, Luke wasn't the best at fighting with his hands. He was better with a sword. "I want to see how long I can go without using my own bullshit." Luke said with a grin, before he pointed his still sheathed sword behind him. The young man began crouching his legs, before suddenly exploding towards her. But, unlike before, he wasn't moving at the same speed he was before. Luke was now heading towards her at his max speed of 200. He covered the distance between them in a matter of moments, grinning as he stopped approaching when he was at the distance where his sword would reach her.

From his right side the sheathed sword was suddenly swung, aiming to smack right into her left waist before he decided to pull it back and jab it right at her chest. Luke was going to push her, and hopefully she would be able to push him, so that she could get stronger. Luke wanted her to get stronger, for her own sake. If Taka was stronger she could maintain her business better, and hopefully be able to handle Luke if he, for some reason, suddenly went out of control like the other one did.

["Taka" Sar]

FUCK!

Immedately Taka crumpled, gritting her teeth as her leg buckled slightly as she backed off, an ugly black bruise flashing across her skin, crawling up her leg all the way up to her mid-shin, showing itself to the world as she gritted her teeth, pinpricks of pain racing through her flesh as she bit back the pain of the blood vessels under her skin bursting. She definitely felt it, and she wobbled slightly before she stood uptight, huffing softly and grunting a little. A similar bruise, though smaller, could be seen along her sternum, showing just how frail she was to physical strikes.

She sweated slightly beads of anxious perspiration forming along her forehead as she realized just how dangerous this was for her. Or rather, how painful it could be. She immediately took a step back when she saw him take out the sword. "Um..." Wait WHAT?! He wasn't serious was she? He was MARKLESS,she hadn't done a thing to him. And now he was taking out a sword?! Immediately she focused on his blade, taking a step back. Admittedly it was sheathed, THAT much she could be thankful for, at the very least.

However, before she knew it, he was suddenly upon her. And of course, she DID have considerable skill. She had an ability to focus that managed to get her reflexes up. But he was many many times faster than her. When she finally realized how close he was to her, she couldn't move her body in time, and that sheath slammed into her waist, her eyes scunching up in pain as she hit the floor , gritting her teeth and dropping as she was knocked down.

Of course, she immediately felt it. A sudden stab of heat right through her chest, and through her thoughts. And in that instant, suddenly Zaluu would vanish right before Luke's eyes. The light, the sound, both molded, flowing clean around her body, then through the opposite side in almost perfect camouflage. She rose to her feet soundlessly, her ability to endure pain, and even her ability to recover helping her. Already those bruises not only were bearable, but were already feeling better. She ducked in, and she aimed to slam her palm into the side of Luke's head, and just in that instant, he would feel not only the searing heat of concentrated light on his ear, but he would also feel the air being forced into his inner ear.

His body was tough, yes. But his organs and physical structures were not muscled. His inner ear was a perfectly valid target, and the sudden slam of air pressure by her palm would aim to give an accute spike to damage that inner ear of his, hoping not only to cause a sharp pain and possibly some bleeding, but to detriment his ability to fight. It was an incredibly dirty move, but to be frank what else could she do?

She ducked, as fast as she could at least, in anticipation of a retaliatory swing. Even if he couldn't see her or hear her. He could still feel her. And thus was the danger in attacking him. Though in that vein, she DID have a very limited reiatsu pool. Could she afford to make a ranged attempt on him? She considered making another swipe. A stab at him. With her own burning light, she would be able to burn her way into his body with her attacks, but that would make him WAY too aware of where she was. He would be able to retaliate too quickly. She was relying on his surprise NOT to get beat down from just the attack to his ear.

But what to do.... She needed to back off, she needed to regroup, and think this out. That was anothat small advantage she had. The longer she remained outside of his knowledge, the more paranoid and easily spooked he would be. If she kept attacking at small intervals, he would have a decent general area of where she could be, by simple virtue of how slow she was. But if she kept herself patient... she might be actually able to do this. Right? she could only hope. Even now that swing from his sheathed weapon still stung, as did her other injuries. They were rapidly getting better, but it would be a while until she was perfectly fine. Thankfully, unlike most races, she didn't even have a release form, so at least she wouldn't be putting out enough reiatsu for him to track her by that. She could only hope he or his dolls were sensory type.

-50 Reiatsu for Level 2 Shine Sar
Post 1/4 for Shine Sar level 2
Instinct Req for General Direction: 300 (-100 per point in anti-stealth)
Instinct Req for Zaluu's exact location: 350 (-100 per point in Anti-stealth)

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So Luke wasn't insane. When the two had their little adventure back at the museum, when Taka had her dinosaur body, he had thought it strange that she just seemed to vanish and reappear before his eyes. At the time he didn't know what had been going on, but after having some nights to think it over he had figured she was using a Movement technique. But no, now Luke had a small understanding of Takas unique abilities. After his sheath slapped her waist like a baseball bat, she made a tumble before just simply vanishing from sight. Luke, surprised, had halted his second attack for a few reasons. First was that this was just a spar, and he wasn't trying to seriously hurt Taka. The facial expression she had made when she activated this ability almost looked like it was a panicked activation.

Second was the threat of the unknown. Luke didn't know how her ability worked. But, well, he did suddenly get a introduction to it. All of a sudden he felt heat on his ear, singeing it before it got fucking slapped. Luke let out a surprised shout, his left eye shut itself tightly as Luke tumbling. He saw stars. He saw big blotchy fucking stars as well as big blobs of darkness in his vision as he caught himself from falling over. His vision was spinning, he couldn't hear out of his ear. Oh god the vertigo. If it didn't stop soon Luke was going to get hit with his motion sickness problems. "Nice going, dumbass." Well, Luke could still here Springflut clearly.

Grinding his jaws together, Luke raised his head up to see if he could spot Taka. That good mood he had earlier was replaced by some fresh anger and irritation. Taka hit him with a dirty move. A really dirty move. Granted she had also tried to kick him in the junk just moments prior, so why was Luke so surprised. Raising a hand to his left ear, Luke cupped it before pulling it away and looking down at his palm. Fresh red blood. Was his ear bleeding? Great. He might actually have to go see a doctor about this. Luke was getting annoyed at the ringing. "Heheh. Well, you DID tell her to go ahead and use her powers." Jäger decided to chime in. Yeah no shit. Granted, Taka didn't hit any harder than she had before...but even a toddler can give someone a perforated eardrum.

So Taka could turn invisible huh? Pretty cool power. Luke couldn't see or hear her, and he figured with her pants and winces from pain he could hear her breathing. But no. Nothing. So it was more than just invisibility. What was that heat he felt before getting slapped exactly? The skin around his ear was sore, like it was burnt or something. So Taka either had more than an invisibility power...or she had used some other power alongside her special ability. "What're you planning to do?" Springflut asked, Luke feeling the Dolls presence inside him almost like it was standing right behind him.

"Oh oh! Pull out your dick! Wait, no, pull ME out instead!" Die. "Don't even think about relying on me. This woman isn't worth my effort." Well thanks. So what was Luke going to do to deal with this? He'd never fought a sightless soundless enemy before. Hmm. Luke felt his hand tightening around the grip of his sword as a result of the shivers he was feeling. Shivers not from fear, but from excitement. He was enjoying this. He was really enjoying this. The pain was pumping adrenaline through him, making this even more fun. Fuck, when did Luke love fighting so much exactly?

"Cool power, Taka. But...if you want to stress test this we can do that. I could tell earlier than you didn't have much spirit energy, and using that power is probably really draining." Luke said as he adopted a rather relaxed position. He kept his legs aligned with his shoulders, his body tense, and his arms at his side. "You'll only get to hit me one or two more times using this power, cus now I know what to look for. And...I have an idea where you're going to be aiming." Luke said with a shit eating grin. He was trying to bait her. Lukes Instincts were fast enough that he could tell where he was going to get hit by the sudden burn he would get. Luke would use that little detail to his advantage. But he still had that dizziness working against him, which is why he mentioned it might take one or two tries before he got it down. A confident smirk was on his lips, and light glowed in his eyes. He was really digging this.

["Taka" Sar]

"Look Boy. I didn't know you were mr.Builtlikeacementtruck when I signed up for this." she stated calmly, her face and some patches of her showing up as she peeled back just a portion of her ability without fully deactivating it. Those bright eyes locked onto Luke. "I'm just letting you know that I'm not trying to fight like a bitch. But me beating my effeminate little fists on your chest didn't seem like very good training. For either of us." She pointed out. CERTAINLY if he had a counter point then she would be open. Like if he could somehow turn off the bulk. But she doubted that was possible.

In that next instant she was gone again, and she dropped down, immediately hitting the floor, crouching as she backed off, to evade either a wide sweep, or a downward slash as she backed away, her heart still pounding away as she began to circle him. He did have a point. Unless she invested some of her VERY limited reiatsu in order to do something about him. And she didn't have a ridiculously expansive moveset to begin with. She would need to be very careful about what it is she did.

She paused, and flexed her fingers. It was an expensive attempt.... but she did have a shot. A slow, creeping presence immediately began spreading into her surroundings, everything within four meters of her suddenly was filled with those roots, roots that were just as invisible and undetectable as the rest of her was. She focused, making sure that she focused and didn't allow the light bending around her expanded body to burn. She walked toward Luke, and felt every inch of him. Those tiny roots, too small for him to sense even if she didn't have that ability. It was a spiritual root after all, there was nothing for him to sense save for the raising of the hairs on the back of his neck. She walked closer until he was about three meters from him, so he had at least a meter of her roots at his back. With this, she had a MUCH stronger awareness of his presence. Anything that came within this area she would feel it as if it were directly touching her pill.

Not only that, but with a few adjustments, she would set a certain amount of those roots from safe to burn. Assuming Luke did not go moving around, he would notice no pain, but he would notice the ground at his feet suddenly turning to glass as her spiritual power burned it, fusing the material and making it glow hot as everything but the ground directly under his feet became charred. A little something in order to try and scare him. She immediately made it safe again, and would watch, moving around until she gently pressed idly against him from behind, until he would feel two very soft things against his back, and she peeled back that veil just enough so that she could smile and whisper. "We can end the spar though if you're feeling scared." She would offer, backing off slowly afterward.

She was fine with targeting weak points. But she wasn't going to attack him in the middle of her own words, or attack him immediately after. She was treating these little moments of dialog like safe zones for the both of them. So long as one of them was talking, she would make sure that he wasn't injured in the midst. Well, unless he broke the rule. Then it would be a bit of a slug-fest until he got his act together. That said, she did realize this would have to be a fairly brief exchange.

Even with her conservation of reiatsu? She just didn't have it in her to be able to contend with Luke on a large scale, or in an extended spar. They would have to separate this into rounds or something. But that aside, she did pause, giving Luke a moment to try and respond to her somewhat sultry words. Give him a chance to reply and speak up. was it a waste of her energy? Given that she was on a timer? Yes. But contrary to the dialog going on in Luke's head. She was a fair sport. Even if his current sense of balance might disagree.

-100 Reiatsu for Mod Root Class 7

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Technique Name: Kigen: Moddo Ne (Mod Root)

Class: 8-1

Technique Type: Mod Soul Technique

Usable By: Mod Souls

Technique Element: N/A

Technique Description and Effects: A Mod Soul's ability to reach out with its Reiatsu and take control of a body it inhabits is something truly unique. By simply surrounding itself with material, it can reach out, and make that substance its own body, take it in and use it as if it were part of itself, and for all intents and purposes, become its surroundings.

This technique works on the basic principle of the Mod Soul's ability to take over that which is within its surroundings. By having its Reiatsu extend from the body that it is physically inhabiting and branching tiny roots of it's own Reiatsu, the user implants them into the surroundings before taking them into their body, adding the material to the body they already inhabit, making it a part of them. In its most fundamental stages, this ability can simply be used to create a shell of material around the user from surrounding materials in very thin layers. In its most powerful of forms it can integrate entire landscapes and take control of them. While this extension allows them to sense changes in the controlled environment, they do not receive pain as a result of it. Additionally, control of the environment is effected by Skills such as Battle Focus, Strength of Will, and any other mental skill that would effect their ability to concentrate on manipulating it (Having multiples increases this further, allowing extraordinary control). In addition to control, both buffs and debuffs of a Reiatsu nature can be passed to the Mod Soul through the environment that they have extended into. This control of the environment does not extend to Reiatsu attacks such as Cero or Kido unless the attack manipulates physical material such as water or fire. In these cases it can be controlled so long as the user has Superior Reiatsu Strength to the attack's power. The environment manipulated maintains its properties, and aside from the Speed at which it moves (based on the Mod Soul's Reiatsu Strength) its features such as durability and malleability are unchanged.

At Class 8-6 the user can take in dust or spirit particles in the air and make it a part of themselves. In this most simple of forms, it is as if the air surrounding them is a part of them, allowing Mod Souls to sense anything passing through this air as if it were touching them. While this does not hurt, it is a useful sensory tool that can be used to notice incoming objects. The effective range of this ability is approximately three meters, extending to four meters at Class 7 and ten meters at Class 6. This process costs 100 reiatsu to initiate and lasts four posts before it needs refreshing.

At Class 5-4 the user can, in addition to sensing and branching their Reiatsu into their surroundings, fuse these dust or spirit particles to their skin in small layers, allowing them to actually use material they are in direct contact with. This enables them to add protective layers of material to their body in order to create a surface, much like a weapon. Areas of their body that have had this layer added to them can be considered like the edge of a sword or other weapon and can be used to attack and parry incoming slashes, though reiatsu-based attacks and the like will tend to weaken the bonds and cause the layers to peel away. At Class 5 this layer can be applied to any small patch of skin no more than ten square inches in area. At class four this increases to an entire limb. This process takes 150 reiatsu to initiate and lasts for five posts at Class 5 and seven posts at Class 4.

At Class 3, the user can extend their Reiatsu into their immediate surroundings for brief moments. Anything nonliving within five meters of their body can, for a brief moment, become as though it is a part of them. They will feel anything passing through it, and they will be able to manipulate the material within as if it were a part of their body. This lasts for roughly fifteen seconds, or about one post, and costs 175 Reiatsu to initiate every time

At Class 2 The user can spread their influence, making their surroundings part of them. This allows their soul to take root in their surroundings. With this active, they can freely manipulate their surroundings within five meters of their body indefinitely, as well as any material that COMES into this range. This ability costs 500 reiatsu to activate and lasts for eight posts.

At Class 1 The user can not only influence their surroundings, but completely fuse with it. Taking in ambient materials, a Mod Soul can modify whatever body they inhabit into a weapon using surrounding materials, transforming their body and taking on a much more intimidating form. For seven posts, this form can be maintained and utilized, though it cannot be refreshed for another three posts after that as the Mod Soul takes time to recover, blocking them from any Class level of use during this time.

How to use technique (How is it activated?): This uses the basic principle of a Mod Soul's ability to control a body it is placed within. To use, a Mod Soul Simply needs spread their spirit energy outside of that body in the form of tiny roots.

Technique Drawbacks Using this technique, the Mod Soul's surroundings becomes a part of them in every way, as such any poisons or negative ailment abilities can use the affected surroundings as a means of spreading their debuff to the Mod Soul itself. This technique's TTP cost depends on the level being mastered. 5 TTP at class 8, 10 at class 7, and so on. However, one's aptitude with the technique must be "Upgraded" when learning the next highest class, paying the new ttp cost in order to upgrade the Tech, making up for the cost as if you learned at a higher class. It also cannot be used to affect Seki Seki rock.

Incantation and Effect: None

Made By: Hebiface

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): Not Reserved

Mod Root 7 Duration: 1/4
Shine Sar Duration: 2/4
200/350 Reiatsu Remaining