Remember the Feeling [Open Training, PG-13]

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

CTP Training

It had been days since she discharged herself from the hospital. Officially, the girl was still in the hospital's registry among with the other occupants. Both name and age remained unknown for as long she kept it to herself. Such information Kaijin believed to be better if not explained to her situation, or any other details concerning who she was, or where she came from. In regards to being questioned by the proper authorities she kept silent, only debriefing the idea of being under the influence of amnesia. While analysis and further testing revealed the fact that she wasn't, she continued the farce for as long as possible. She still had to heal as the wounds were steadily ceasing to exist. Despite this, the images of what caused them never stopped coming to her. Kaijin could never sleep soundly in the bed as the heated sensation irritated the scars left behind. All that the girl could muster was utilizing her injuries as a means to rest the fault on. In other words post traumatic stress.

A layer of trauma was possible in spurring on effects that could act as a sense of amnesia. She played with this aspect while being cared for. At least until she was strong enough to carry herself outside. Although in the hospital, there were several authority figures that remained to insure that there was some presence to monitor the woman, and a instance of memory that they could use. When the night came that day, the ex-Captain thought to herself it would be the perfect opportunity to leave. So she followed through. Out the third story window and into the thick bushes below, Kaijin moved slowly as her body began to readjust itself. Slowly reconnecting to her past abilities as a Shinigami. Her body was sore, tired, and ached, but she couldn't stay any longer. Kaijin thought of the potential risks that catered in her staying in the hospital. Her mind filled with many possibilities of "what if" scenarios.

A Hollow attack? A Shinigami patrol? Bounty Hunters? Too many potential risks that she couldn't afford to take. Immediately, her training and experience in the field as an assassin alerted her to the dangers. She was vulnerable, and left open when stuck in a single location. She had to remove herself from that position. Looking back at the hospital, Kaijin knew what was going to happen next, and the struggle that she would find herself in. A tough predicament for certain, but it couldn't be helped considering her crimes against Soul Society. She was a criminal now and this was the result of it. Into the shadows the French woman entered, and vanished from the lights that she thought she would be able to dance once more in. After that night, Kaijin came to know the slums of Karakura.

Keeping the patient garments that she escaped with, they were the only sense of warmth she had during the cold nights. Nothing more than dirty rags and torn jackets were what helped the woman to manage much of the other days. Most of her time was spent scavenging for food and shelter. Both were tough to come by as Kaijin knew what she already had to do. She had done it before in the past back in France while as a child. Digging into the trash for scraps of food and water, Kaijin did what she had to in order to survive. She wasn't ashamed of herself to any degree. This was about survival. Keeping oneself off the grind was one thing when done correctly. No name, no past, and no interactions with the populace, Kaijin kept to herself. While in daylight, she clung to the shadows and continued to scout for possible locations to seek shelter. All the while, food and supplies were a must during this time, especially given the quality she put into her mouth. Too long and the food would be spoiled and sicken her. The drop in performance would devastate her completely in this environment. That wouldn't have been ideal for her.

For the nights, she remained silent and still. Keeping her ears to the ground and listening for the slightest movement in the darkness around her. Paranoia was just another means to keep oneself safe, especially when being hunted. But for Kaijin, she knew her way around the area. This area in particular she was most familiar with. What stood out in this place was the red peak that just poked a bit out of the tree line. A red tent that she once found before. A long while with a man inside. This place she was very familiar with indeed. This was where the rogue human took to hiding for the days that came. Here she met him. The multitude of different levels to stand on, with the trapeze still standing as they were before they left. Here she helped the Fullbringer, just as he helped her. It was here that they began to grow. It was here that it started; change that was. She may not be what she use to, but just as it didn't stop Marcus, it wouldn't stop her.

Her hand traced the wet rope line that dangled down before her. Tied to the rafters up top, and down to the sandbags, it was all familiar to her. Her fingers raveled in the memories that they carried with such an environment. The circus was where her talents began to manifest. It was Marcus that helped to realize it once more. So it would be here that Kaijin will grow once again.

[Valentin Acciai]

TTP Training

Valentin had at this point lost count on how many trips he had made into these woods, it was a personal favourite spot of his whenever he visited the human world. It was well isolated with many comfortable slopes and canopys to rest one's back towards if you knew where too look. But he did have a good count on how many times he had been to the ragged remains of that circus, the holes in the red tent flapping to the mildest breeze as he got to the number of seven.

He had met an interesting figure here some time ago, a curious fellow by the name of Marcus that the hollow had managed to convince into ceasing hostilities which had Valentin think of him as a rather agreeable fellow. They had even hunted Valentin's own kin together which had proved a mutually beneficial arrangement yet when they had to part the hollow had no way of contacting the employee of what they called Uzaki Enterprises for another hunt.

Thus now and then he visited the spot of their first encounter in the hopes of stumbling upon the rather unique human again, Valentin had been delighted to converse with someone who wasn't just sprouting out shit about how much they wanted to eat, who they wanted revenge against or who ought to be the boss of the group as simplistic hollows usually repeated in their limited sentience. Valentin wasn't like that though, he prided himself in the memories he retained of being human rather than the scores he had made as a hollow and loathed those who were comfortable with their hideous hollow forms.

He did not hunt in order to become strong, getting stronger was just the byproduct of his faraway goals to once again don human skin or at the very least an imitation of it for the day he would break his mask and join the ranks of the Arrancar. He had contemplated the idea of proving himself worthy to become one of the Espada when he did but he wasn't big on the idea of obeying the likes of a traitor shinigami, plus Marcus had advised Valentin against joining, citing the reason that the Espada in general were absolute cunts to everyone around them hence not the best people to make friends with.

Hell, he even said that he'd give Valentin a good word to his boss about joining Uzaki Enterprizes if Valentin was interested although the offer only extended to when and if Valentin ever successfully managed to go through with his evolutionary process into something more human-like. It might be a tad too hard to convince one's boss to hire something their very jobs were about hunting down and killing, understandably.

But as for today's visit to the circus Valentin doubted he would meet anyone and had hence brought along another ''borrowed'' book as well as a bag of various treats, not that any could curb the always lingering hunger from his hollow hole but humans sure had invented a lot of unique tastes while he was dead and it would be a shame not to discover them, besides it had not been long since he last ate anyhow so the hunger was manageable.

Walking out of the forest and into the open space of the circus he had just been about to find himself a place to sit when he noticed a peculiar trace of reiatsu present in the area, could it be? hoping he was right the human sized Adjuchas shouted loudly for any present creature to hear ''Markus, is that you? I'm the one that skulks about, don't steal my thing! You don't see me jumping around dual wielding those tiny little daggers do ya?''

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

The time spent with her fingers tracing over the surface of the stands and pillars. What stories they carried in each splinter that branched out from the center. A time ago, months, almost a year ago in terms of the World of the Living, both Marcus and Harle stood beneath the red tent. Twice they ventured here. Twice did they relived a part of their lives in which they once thought was lost. Twice did they come to be surrounded by the strength in which this particular place possessed. At least, the strength that it carried for the two of them. For Harle, Kaijin, it was like another home to her. A place where she viewed it to be a source of power. Inner strength that constantly returned her to the time in which she left behind. This was their place. And despite what her current form and situation was, it will always continue to provide her with that same image from long ago, reminding the French woman of who she is.

This was a sanctuary that housed the memories of the future, and of that of the past. That was image and power that this place held for Kaijin. Even now, even broken down, this place provided the strength she needed. A warmth that only he could ever provide to her. Closing her eyes, she could feel it. Marcus' arms wrapped around her. The beating of his heart resonating with her own. A gentle, calm atmosphere blooming around them both. At least, until another showed to disrupt the sense of peace and tranquility that the Circus tent provided to her. It's voice was a bit distorted in a sense. Distant, and yet focused. Only one sort of being emanated such a tone and presence among those that Kaijin had encountered before; a Hollow.

Coiling the dirtied scarf around her lips and neck, topping her head with the torn shreds of her hood, Kaijin rushed away. The human woman scurried away past the posts up to the inclined benches, keeping herself close to the shadows. Unlike before, in the time of Squad 2, Kaijin lacked the ability to maintain a concentrated form of stealth. Sloppy, and unlike her as she recalled those military days, her exhaustion and fatigued condition was already placing strain on her movements. Although she has been recovering, there were still time needed before she could truly regain her original composure. Wandering this much around the city without the proper wardrobe, she could only imagine the extent of the blisters and boils that have swelled under her feet. Painful was the least descriptive word she could have thought about to put it perspective. Fatigue and hunger, both conditions that placed further emphasis in her need to keep herself from being found. She stilled her breath, keeping her spiritual activity as meager as possible. She had to remember her training from before.

She stilled her being, though meager from what it was before, it was the best she could manage in her condition. Hollowing herself, steadying her heart beat, Kaijin- 'Markus, is that you? I'm the one that skulks about, don't steal my thing! You don't see me jumping around dual wielding those tiny little daggers do ya?'' -Marcus? This thing knew Marcus? Soon, the presence came into full view into the patches of light that managed to pierce through the holes in the ceiling of tent's cape. It was difficult to describe the being that she was keen on. It's body wasn't something that she could put into words. All that she knew about it was the fact that it wasn't human. This creature, this monster, was definitely a Hollow. Even seeing it, hearing it's distorted language, she couldn't truly believe it. For a Hollow to know that name would mean that it had encountered the man himself. It spoke as if it truly did know him. This was something she had to find out.

"How do you knowz zhat name?" Kaijin called out from the shadows. Her native accent, her heritage of France, carried with it with it's own vibrant distortion. Heavily influencing her manner of speaking, she did what she could to keep her words as clear as possible. Kaijin motioned further back, placing herself behind the bleachers. She lurked, her eyes keen on the Hollow that stood in the open. "Who are you? And how do you knowz zhat name?"



She quiet her steps. Her feet slowly adjusting to the ground as her heels were brought up, tensing the soles of her feet towards the front. The toes curbed into the sandals, at least, until she stepped away from them. The cold surface of the dirt beneath burned through the thick wet material, stinging the bruised soles of her feet. Was it anger that stirred her emotions inside? The desire to want to force the answer out from the Hollow that invaded their sanctuary. The French woman steeled herself, knowing that a Hollow, facing one now, would be dangeorus to contend with. She had to be patient, and see where the situation led to.

[Valentin Acciai]

"How do you knowz zhat name?" That certainly wasn't Marcus and that was a serious problem, Valentin hadn't counted on others frequenting this abandoned ruin of a circus and had thus said a bit too much. The Fullbringer would likely be none too pleased to know Valentin had spilled the beans to random strangers that he had spared and even made ally with a hollow so Valentin had to consider how to fix this problem. "Who are you? And how do you knowz zhat name?" A bothered sigh escaped the creature as he scratched the chin of his mask in irritation giving her no immediate answer. Although he despised the act it seemed he would have to resort to human slaying to keep the wild card quiet.

A hilt of bone extending from his mouth as he opened his jaws the Adjuchas grabbed on to it and began to pull the thing out, followed by a crossguard and 3 feet long spined blade as the weapon came out in full with the likeness of an european arming sword although made entirely from his reiatsu infused bone. With the sword out of him his jaw closed as he pointed his freshly made sword in the direction of the unwelcome figure with his right arm, ''Mi scuso, signora'' the Adjuchas apologized in his native Italian as he had noticed she spoke with a french accent, thus returning the favour as an european with it ''I Cannot answer your questions as you've already heard something you weren't supposed to, suffice to say i am an Adjuchas who is more civil than most hence why you are still allowed to breathe.'' he replied.

It was his hopes he would be able to reason with this interloper as he was curious what their relation with Marcus was exactly but first and foremost Valentin's main priority was to keep any bothersome voices silenced, he knew all too well how the world treated hollow kind so he'd rather Marcus wasn't branded a hollow sympathizer as it would likely put a quick end to any friendliness between them to get him labeled such. Hence Valentin spoke to the figure once more, demanding a reversal to her own demands. ''Now, you will tell me who you are instead and also show yourself immediately before i waste a cero smoking you out, if you truly know the man i spoke of you'd know he wouldn't appreciate this place being reduced to rubble although it's already not far from it.''

His threat was a real one as Valentin was more than capable of sending out a whole barrage of them before his reiatsu reserved would dry up, not that he would ever be so foolish as to rely on ceros alone but there was a certain intimidation factor to the attack that couldn't be denied. Should she hesitate Valentin would make use of his free left arm and hold his index finger up to the height of his shoulder, balancing a small red orb of cero energy at the tip of it to prove this threat genuine. If she did obey and showed herself he'd instead lower his blade slightly while noting her peculiar apparel and the pain in her steps which made her injuries obvious to his medically oriented mind, soon after commenting ''a hospital runaway riddled with injury and hiding away in these isolated ruins? i'll admit great curiosity as to what you are hiding from, and why this tent specifically became your hiding place.''

-100 La Mia Spada
2400/2500 Reiatsu

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{La Mia Spada}Technique Name: La mia spada

Class: [4]

Technique Type: [Hollow]

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Hollow]

Technique Element: [Organic]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): [This technique allows Valentin to forge swords from his very own bone, the weapon has no decided length or form and is generated according to his desires at the time. Spending a large amount of Reiatsu the blade is infused with his Spiritual energy and as such can compete and hold it's own against things such as Zanpakuto using whatever is his dominant offensive stat to determine durability and cutting power. The sword once finished is a permanent object in the world although the spiritual energy of it will fade within an hour and reduce it to no more than an ornament. 100 Reiatsu Cost.]

How to use technique (How is it activated?): [Standing straight and opening his jaw the hilt will extend outwards from his mouth for his hand to then grab onto and pull out from his body. Ready to be wielded.]

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc) (Insert Below)

It takes a few second for the blade to come out, creating an opening.

Incantation and Effect:

Made By: Valentin Acciai

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): [Yes]

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

''Mi scuso, signora'' the Adjuchas apologized in his native Italian as he had noticed she spoke with a french accent, thus returning the favour as an european with it ''I Cannot answer your questions as you've already heard something you weren't supposed to, suffice to say i am an Adjuchas who is more civil than most hence why you are still allowed to breathe. Now, you will tell me who you are instead and also show yourself immediately before i waste a cero smoking you out, if you truly know the man i spoke of you'd know he wouldn't appreciate this place being reduced to rubble although it's already not far from it.'' In the darkness beneath the bleachers, the French woman stood with eyes awed. Cold sweat falling beneath the blonde hair that remained tattered from the life hiding among the darkened corners of Karakura. From being tucked away into the heaps of trash and soiled spots of the alleyways, to that beneath the loose parchments and cardboard of the left over stacks of recyclables, Kaijin's body was stained and left without a place to go. This tent, a covering filled with memories was going to be destroyed by the Hollow who stood near the center.

The red sphere held within what was to serve as a hand was evident of what it's intentions were. First, it knew of Marcus. If it was the same Marcus that is. That was the first thought she had when looking back at it now when it first spoke. Her eyes darted side to side, flashing through the pieces of evidence and connections. But there was no mistaking it. It had to be the same Marcus. The tent was the key component to all of it. The same tent that the two of them spent time to learn one about another. Re-cooperating and strengthening their bonds, this place was the only location that Kaijin could refer to as a haven in her solitude. Now more than ever before did the circus tent provide that veil of comfort when time was at it's darkest. And this Hollow...this Hollow was going to destroy it all... take it all from her.

She didn't know when the darkness faded away. Kaijin didn't know when she stepped into the light that were produced from the moon's rays. How long did she stand before the Hollow that threatened her memories? When did her heart ceased to beat? The woman continued to tread her sullied feet along the floor until halting about ten feet away. It didn't come to mind about the pain and hunger she felt during her ventures through the days. Nor did the exhaustion that consistently crept its way back into her muscles near the days end. All that mattered now... The only thing that mattered now.... was the protection and safety of the house of memories. ''A hospital runaway riddled with injury and hiding away in these isolated ruins? i'll admit great curiosity as to what you are hiding from, and why this tent specifically became your hiding place.'' Before the Hollow could decide to finish it's sentence, let alone decide whether or not to continue it's investigation, the only that came to mind was how to defend her sanctuary.

Immediately, the knowledge that had been instilled in the girl's core returned. The muscles retracted and expanded as her legs pushed away from the cold gray gravel beneath her towards the Adjuchas. The Ex-Captain's training kicked into overdrive as the woman charged towards Valentin. Her sapphire irises engulfed the shrunken pupils, reducing them to a near spec as her main focus was that on the Hollow, driving her right leg through the air, cutting across the space towards which made up the Hollow's head. Still, much of the training remained. Her body ached as her leg was brought up to a position in which she recognized, yet her new body wasn't keen on handling.

Yet, Kaijin raised her leg to strike out at the Hollow. Nothing mattered. Logic was thrown out in place of desired change of the situation. "Zhiz place iz zhe only place zhat connects Kaijin ye Marcuzz togezher... And to take zhat from Kaijin iz unforgivable." the woman snarled through the dirty bangs of hair.

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{Stats}

Fullbringer: Class 5

Type: Skilled

Mercenary 1

Physical Strength - 150
Speed - 150
Reiatsu Strength - 50
Spiritual Pressure - 50
Light Aura - 80
Dark Aura - 20
Senses - 100
Instinct - 100
Energy Sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

SP Total: 600

1. Stealth - [1]

2. Acrobatics - [1]

3. Special Skill: Hoho - [1]

4. Weapon: Chained Kunai - [1]

5. Martial Arts - Mixed Martial Arts: Kajukenbo (Taekwondo, Judo, Sanshou) - [1]

After the events of Fate of the King Harle has begun to develop her own style of martial arts. Studying upon other martial arts the girl has been able to fuse their individual styles into a single entity. Sanshou, or Chinese Kickboxing, is a free style fighting style that consists of close range and successive punches and kicks. Freely moving the body without restrictions and serving as a foundation to build upon, though, it is through Judo that Harle maintains control of her proximity. In overall performance Judo's influence in this fighting style allows for fluid counters by using hip and throwing techniques in conjunction with it her own body weight. But it is Harle's specialty in Taekwondo that allows the girl to deliver the consistent power that drives this fighting style. Not being too keen with hand to hand, Harle resorts to using her feet to combat. Altogether, the portions of three styles are joined to maximize movement for maximum efficiency with minimum strength.

6. Mental Skill: Battle Analysis - [1]

7. Strength of Will - [1]

8. Martial Arts: Baji Quan - [1]

[Valentin Acciai]

He was pleased that the threat he had made worked as it proved she did know the same Marcus and as such he remained still as she approached, ragged mess as she was it was embarrassing to have seen her as a viable threat. But he'd quickly come to regret underestimating her as her leg came at him with the speed and accuracy belonging only to a warrior. That there was such strength within the starved girl came as an unwelcome surprise, Valentin taking a step back due to the suddenness of her movement. The Adjuchas was much faster than her normally but her attack was sharp and unexpected and hence he couldn't react fast enough to dodge it.

Instead he had tried to block it, placing the forearm of his sword hand as well as the sword itself in the way of her blow and paying the price with the creaking and snapping of bones as both radius and ulna snapped under the weight of the kick. ''Ghhk-!'' painful as ever to be snapped and broken but Valentin was used to this degree of pain and hence wasted no time dealing out punishment to the rabid dog as he let go of the bag of treats and the book with the two falling to the ground as his now free hand formed into a fist and thrust towards Kaijin's torso, sending a Bala at close range intended to pummel her away and hopefully knock the air out of her ribcage.

If it failed he'd back off and make distance to better grasp what abilities she might be hiding, she was in a weakened state that much was clear and if he wanted to kill her he could do it easily if he wished to. But killing her was not something he desired, what he desired to know was who she was to Markus as he had no intent to make enemies of the man he had managed to convince to be civil with a hollow. Regardless of the outcome he would have the bones in his arm snap back into place with a grating noise as they healed and the swelling of ruptured blood vessels shrank as his flesh returned to it's former state of functionality. A bothersome woman this one to be sure but now there would be no more surprises.

''Calm yourself you half starved fool!'' he berated her after having heard her aggravated tone ''You showed yourself so i have no reason to smoke you out although if you attack me again i just might take your leg to make up for the injuries you cause me!'' and he was serious about it, he had his arming sword and she had naught but rags so if she charged to attack once more his now repaired arm would gladly make use of that added range to sever any limb of hers that came close to him with the intent to injure. At least it would have been a lot easier to pacify her if she didn't have limbs but no doubt her mental state would only become worse from such treatment.

''So your name is Kaijin was it? you seem rather close to Marcus so kindly don't waste what life is still in you, i don't eat humans if i can help it so kindly don't make me. All i want to know is why you linger to this place, who are you to him?'' he would give her a moment to think it through unless of course she preferred to attack him again, and then followed up on his words ''He's quite the likable fellow, willing to make an acquaintance out of even a lowly hollow with some convincing. And you, are a liability to that. I don't need someone besmirching his reputation with knowledge of me.'' the Adjuchas stated, it wasn't his aim to kill her, only to keep her silent.

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{Stats n Stuff}Strength - 150 [50] (33%)

Speed - 250

Spiritual Pressure - 250

Reiatsu Strength - 260 [390] (150%)

Light Aura - 50

Dark Aura - 50

Instinct - 150 [50] (33%)

Senses - 50

Energy sensory - 50 [17] (33%)

Healing Expertise - 340 [510] (150%)

Total SP: 1500

• [Pain Tolerance] [2]
• [Bleeding Tolerance] [2]
• [Stealth] [2]
• [Swords] [2]
• [Acrobatics] [2]
• [Street Fighting] [2]
• [Cero] [2]

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{Organic Generation}Organic Generation, Valentin has the ability to generate various tissues from anything carrying his Reiatsu signature, not always just from his body. This makes him quite adept at creating organic structures and regenerating himself from injuries as well as that of others and can with sufficient time and Healing Expertise regenerate from the most devastating damage to a body as long as there is Reiatsu to spare. There are 3 different types or tiers if you will of this regeneration, the simplest being the regeneration of muscles, skin or anything at the surface level which would take him 1 turn of healing. The second type being the more serious injury of major muscle and even limb loss where he would be required to grow back a large part of a body from where it is missing, taking the time of 3 turns before fully functional. And lastly the third type being the most complex and important is the regeneration of things such as internal organs which could take as long as 5 turns. All of this regeneration does have a Reiatsu cost of course, the first type being 25 Reiatsu per injury, the second at 100 and the third at 200 Reiatsu. For every 250 Healing Expertise Valentin possesses he can reduce the time to heal by one turn, meaning the lower tiers if he were to become supremely proficient with the healing arts could heal near instantaneously.

Should this regeneration be used to restore any natural armour or weapon then the regenerated spot will be half as tough as it usually was for 3 posts before properly hardening. He can make use of his abilities in others by expending his own Reiatsu at double the price for any technique usable in himself though it requires that a piece of his flesh has been inserted into their body to act as a beacon for his Reiatsu to stream into them by what would look like a thread for those good at sensing energy. While his power can allow him a great deal of comfort knowing that there is no such thing as a permanently lost body part for any he would deign to call friend his abilities do have one great flaw, it's a network and Valentin is the mainframe. Any relatively recent healing from his beacons (Until combat ends or 20 minutes) he has applied to others will rapidly fall apart and unravel should he be put in a state of severe mental distress or unconsciousness, the whole system crashing with him.]

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{Bala}Technique Name: [Bala] (Bullet)

Class: [6] [Cannot be learned until class 6]

Technique Type: [Hollow Technique]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects:

A straightforward and simple technique that hardens the user's Reiatsu and releases it like a swift blast of spiritual energy. While the technique is not nearly as powerful as a Cero, its speed is 20 times faster and allows for it to be fired in quick repetition. The orb of reiatsu fired varies in size and strength, some Arrancar creating one the size of a basketball with the rough power of a massive punch, and others creating Bala with enough power to blast holes in adversaries. Some Espada can create Bala as large and powerful as an average Arrancar's Cero.

How to use technique:

The user must first aim and then fire the technique, as is custom of any projectile type.

Technique Drawbacks

50 Reiatsu cost.

-100 Organic Generation (right arm)
-50 Bala
2250/2500

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

The first initial strike had landed squared up to the Hollow's head. While not to the full effect that she had hoped for, it was a start. Her body wasn't conformed to her previous fighting style, adapting to the new restrictions and sensory that her new body possessed. Kaijin's mind itself was an entirely different story. Knowledge was something that one can forget when not put into practice. Losing bits and pieces of information the more that such knowledge was not worked. However, Kaijin was once a Captain. Her training and knowledge and skills were constantly put to use, to the test against individuals who excelled beyond her level. Despite all that has happened to her, the human body still retained much of that knowledge. All that was needed was to re-awaken it. All Kaijin had to do was-

The red sphere of reiatsu formulated beneath her torso, and dispersed.

The shock of the Bala that dispersed shook the girl's entire body in a way that she wasn't familiar with. Back as Harle, as Captain and Shinigami, her body was able to sustain hits from reiatsu much more better. Unlike before, the pain that came from the explosion of the reiatsu singed, burned. The pain was more fierce than she thought previously. Was it the fact that her body wasn't constructed by her own spiritual energy any more? If that happened to be the case, then it would make her body all the more sensitive than before losing her powers as a Shinigami. This too was what Marcus had to deal with when it came to fighting against her and those with a spiritual nature. The pain she felt was excruciating. As the small Bala made contact with her abdomen, what focus and air she had poured into her little rampage fled. The energy and strength that was pent up due to the frustration she felt over the case escaped from her grasp. Although it wasn't as large as to it's Cero counterpart, for someone who wasn't use to the change in their overall nature made dealing with a blow all the more difficult.

Erupting, the dispersal of energy caused the woman to be forced back. Both legs pushed back, grinding to a near halt three feet away as they caved into the trembling knees. Kaijin's body trembled as much as her fatigued legs did. Her body crunched over forward to recompose herself as quickly as possible, but to no avail. The woman was still adjusting to her new body, as well as that to the new sense of physical pain. What red remained wasn't due to the perspiring tint of the Bala, but the reopened wound to her left elbow joint. Much of it had recovered at this time. The tissue itself remained discolored, partially as the skin was still undergoing the healing process. As it was processing, it meant that the area was still sensitive. Regardless of how strong a simple technique would have been, it didn't change the fact that the girl was already fighting against exhaustion, and the vulnerable state her body was stuck in at the moment.

Kaijin's lips curled, resisting the urge yelp as the sting of her wound tore through her side. Even in the midst of the hazing pain into her senses she could still make out the Hollow's use of words. ''Calm yourself you half starved fool! You showed yourself so i have no reason to smoke you out although if you attack me again i just might take your leg to make up for the injuries you cause me!'' She snarled at the creature with her eyes alone. What sound she could only came out to be heavy panting and grunts she she tucked in the pain into her bruised abdomen. Though, it was difficult to comprehend of what the Hollow was talking about. She felt puzzled as much as she felt anger swelling inside.

''So your name is Kaijin was it? you seem rather close to Marcus so kindly don't waste what life is still in you, i don't eat humans if i can help it so kindly don't make me. All i want to know is why you linger to this place, who are you to him? He's quite the likable fellow, willing to make an acquaintance out of even a lowly hollow with some convincing. And you, are a liability to that. I don't need someone besmirching his reputation with knowledge of me.'' An acquaintance? Kaijin being a liability? "Whatz...did you...zay? Li-lia-bility?" she voiced out her thoughts. Her tone carried the spite of what the Hollow spoke of when referring to Marcus, and about her. Bit by bit, that tension in her body grew, pushing her weakened body to come to a proper stand.

Pain surged throughout her stomach, infecting her torso with that of the similar ache. What clothing had covered her abdomen was burned away by the Hollow's technique, leaving a patch of burned white flesh. Reddening of the skin, the area was churning with the sting of what remained behind from Valentin's counter-play. The woman growled as she took to her offensive stance. Her left brought forward, slanted as the right leg was kept bent. If not made obvious already, then her stance itself suggested she was ready to go again with the Hollow. Nevertheless, even with one arm she was ready to fight for her perspective. "Do not....zpeak....az if you know...zhat man.... Zhiz place.... Whatz we ar'... Youz will not underztand...any of ettt." Kaijin responded through her heavy panting. Her right arm leveled itself up to her bust line as she lessened her breathing. Her weary eyes eliminated the moonlight that peeked through the holes in the tented roof, that of the hollow wind that pushed through the openings of the sides, Kaijin solely focused on the Hollow in front of her; on Valentin.

[Valentin Acciai]

The foolishness of humans these days, Valentin complained to himself as the ill wounded stray kept on baring her fangs against him as if she believed she just might spook him off. Needless to say he wasn't intimidated, it was impossible to be fearful of a starved and injured pup metaphorically pushed up against a wall. If need be he had a hundred or so more Balas with her name potentially on them if she wanted seconds but in her condition the Adjuchas doubted she could take more than a few before she'd break. He had managed to knock her to her knees with his first blow and he hoped for her own sake that it would also remain the last blow he would have to inflict.

But his choice of words only seemed to stroke the flames of defiance in her eyes as the stupid puppy made the effort to stand despite the visible pain she was feeling, as a medical expert Valentin could analyze and visualize the extent of her injuries just looking at her uncomfortable stance, taking note of her shoulder injury and the depth of damage his earlier Bala infused punch had caused her although you didn't need much expertise to guess that the burnt area of her torso had to hurt like an utter bitch. If he knew anything of burn victims that was a permanently disfiguring scar but lucky for the lady if she could just calm down he just might take care of her little owwie.

''Then perhaps you can at least try to tell me what the two of you are, no? but before that...'' he told her with a pause as she made her stance ready to pounce at him, ''please sit down, would ya? i can tell your wounds hurt like a bitch, that white burn i really didn't think i'd injure you that bad so please sit down before it gets infected with something nasty, trust me i was a soldier once so i know nasty when i see it!'' the hollow would try to calm her by rambling away, even throwing his sword aside near her in an attempt to gain himself just a modicum of trust as he had done with Marcus before her. Slowly raising his previously broken arm he'd turn it both back and front as his constant talking continued trying to force the situation to civility,

''Notice my arm is all healed and well again? a special trick of mine, used it to mend an injury to Marcus leg once and didn't leave so much as a scar!'' he'd at that point bring the tip of his narrow tail in front of his chest and pull out one of the dagger sized spikes from it, a new spike appearing to replace the one that had been lost within seconds as he tossed the small bone spike to her and explained ''Since you're knowledgeable enough about my kind to go for the face without hesitation you no doubt are aware hollow often have unique abilities, well i'm the perfect survivalist if i can be so brazen as to claim it. I'm not gonna force you to use it but if you stab that wee little thing into your body, anywhere really i'll be able to send a stream of healing reiatsu to return your body to peak condition based on your genetic blueprint, no scars, no pain, nothing.'' 

''And if you choose to do it i'll even throw in two brand new freshly baked and freshly stolen cinnamon buns from this lovely little bakery in the western outskirts of Karakura!'' he added in jesting fashion as he directed both of his hands to the dirtied bag on the ground as if it was a sports car being sold at an insanely low price ''Although they might now contain trace amounts of dirt, gravel, perhaps even ants if you look closely enough for them, let's call it a mystery bag at this point!'' the loud and even he himself had to admit it at this point obnoxious Adjucha announced before taking a step back to give her some space.

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

The Hollow's words were brazen. Straight forward in which he proposed his ideas, promoting the sense of he and Marcus were not on ill terms with each other. A mutual understanding as both shared some form of common goal. A Hollow and a Human joining forces and helping each other. Was such a thing even possible? Did Marcus really allow this Hollow to help him? Once been a Shinigami, Kaijin couldn't believe it. She couldn't afford such a thing like that processed. Fighting against Hollow after Hollow, the multitude of personalities she alone had encountered made the speculation of a Hollow being "cordial" with a human all the more ridiculous. "Helping" humans was not really in their remedial lessons when developing themselves further along their evolution chain. For her to accept it with little evidence, with only his words alone, Kaijin remained skeptical of the whole ordeal. What remained was the Hollow in front of her, and what she had to do to protect the tent filled with memories.

Kaijin's throbbing pain still lingered. She had to steady her breathing with prolonged inhaling motions. The bruised red abdomen expanded outwardly to stretch the damaged muscles as much as Kaijin did for her left shoulder. What remained of her arm remained as sore as her stomach. The tent's cape swayed with the drafts that came erupting from the outside. "Zhoy I may not look like zit, Kaijin iz well capable of handling herzelf." she stated as she charged the retreating Hollow once more. Pressing forward with her right foot towards Valentin, her right palm opened, shoving itself directly towards the center of what would be declared as the Hollow's chest.

Based on what the Hollow demonstrated before, he had the ability to restore himself like new. Her efforts would be dashed immediately if she were to allow the creature to recover. For that reason, Kaijin had to press onward in order for the results she desired to show. The advantage she had before hand was gone. The flash of surprise dissipated along with her introduction when they first spoke. Valentin would be on guard, including being more aware of what the girl was capable of now. However, more so, Kaijin's own body movements were more easily foresighted due to her injuries. They were slowing her down. Both hunger and fatigue were settling, creeping closer. Already Kaijin could feel her muscles spasming beyond her own control.

The human's body weight was added into her open palm strike, using the already bruised abdomen and the right side motion into her attack. As if forcing Valentin's body to cease movement at his core with her palm, Kaijin's body became tense for the sudden motion into the Hollow. After, the woman's left leg would come to smash into the midsection of the Adjuchas' pelvis. Coming up to follow up on her palm strike, the knee served as a secondary motion that usually led into further combinations. An "opener" as one would say. The knee strike that came to the pelvis was more than just a simple opener, as it targeted the lower abdominal region that was located near the bladder and sensitive organs within a human body. Only if Valentin's own anatomy followed the same design as that of his lesser evolutions. The only issue to this was Kaijin's knee wouldn't reach up to the point in which she desired. No. Her knee wouldn't come close to the point of contact, regardless if the Hollow withstood the blow or shied away.

Lifting her leg that high in this state only caused the soreness in her pelvis region to erupt. Before Kaijin's leg could even fly beyond her waistline, her face scrunched. Wincing tightly her eyes narrowed from the pain, restraining the lower half of her body to stiffen before seizing up in an intense stalemate with that of her locked torso. Even in the midst of fighting, her physical had it's limits. And now, she was pushing them. It was only a matter of time before her body began to shut down and fail.

[Valentin Acciai]

''I might have been inclined to believe you if you weren't so starved i could count your ribs~'' the hollow teased as the woman dashed at him, he had a good grip of her physical capabilities now so her strength wouldn't surprise him much any more. He had discared his sword in attempt to calm her to no avail so there was still that slight disadvantage but quite honestly he would not need it against her. Muscles began to knit themselves tightly as Valentin sent reiatsu to coarse throughout his body, making the muscles more dense and powerful but no bigger than they usually were as he enhanced his physical abilities to permit him greater movement.

Reaching 400 Speed while the woman advanced on him her attack became childsplay for the Adjuchas who, when she attempted to strike him with her open palm, simply side stepped her slow and desperate attack and returned it with a Bala infused punch aimed towards her already damaged torso where the earlier Bala had struck her. If she made any attempt to retaliate he'd simply dash back out of her range before she could act with his superior speed and hurl another Bala, and another, and another and how ever many it would take to knock the stupid woman out. It was harsh, it would hurt but if a patient wasn't willing to accept treatment then they had to be subdued and forced.

In the midst for that barrage he'd also shoot out nearly all of the spikes from his tail at eight, blasting them all at her at different angles like the blast of a shotgun. He was hoping that if the Bala's wouldn't be able to subdue her that he might at least invade her body and drain her dry of reiatsu to force her mind unconscious with the aid of his Parasite ability which if any of the spikes hit her and penetrated would sink into her body and become a soft tissue fused to the inside of whatever part of her he hit which would sap her of 150 Reiatsu a turn. Perhaps a bit overkill(although no killing was aimed for) with the barrage of attacks he already had in storage for her but he had met some people who simply refused to ever go down despite bodily punishment.

If she still stood he would continue to dodge her attacks and keep his distance, if she fainted he would still carefully keep his distance and continue to drain her reiatsu reserves until they dried up to make certain she wouldn't wake until he wanted her to. Only when he was absolutely sure that she wouldn't be able to hand him another surprise knuckle sandwich would he approach her beaten body and try not to peek too much as he would begin to survey her injuries and, with his great talent for healing manifest that shining green aura over his hands so common for shinigami to make use of and begin the process of restoring her body to peak condition, wounds and burns disappearing beneath his touch.

Once the process was done Valentin would for his own safety and hers dig a hole using his sword as a shovel and when sufficiently deep lower Kaijin down in it before filling it up again until only her head would be above it. Then and only then would Valentin place his hand upon her head and return just a small fragment of 100 reiatsu back to her before sitting back a small distance and begin the fine art of poking her with a stick to wake her up again. If she was unresponsive, hostile or spewing verbal diarrhea due to the prodding he'd pierce one of the cinnamon buns on the stick and hold it out in front of her mouth with the simple order ''Eat or i'll force feed you like a baby.''

-150 Doping in Style
-50x? Bala (however many it takes)
-100 Parasite (if target hit with spikes)
1950/2500 Reiatsu

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{Doping in Style}Technique Name: [Doping in Style]

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [Hollow]

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Hollow]

Technique Element: [Organic]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): [Generating and overlapping strands of muscle tissue Valentin condenses layer after layer to create densely woven muscles that might look normal enough but contains far more power than they did in their normal state. Using this ability Valentin can spend his Healing Expertise prior to type to increase another's or his own physical attributes by the same amount prior to type by also paying a Reiatsu cost every turn equal to the amount of Stat Points moved around. This of course means that the rest of abilities in possession by Valentin that require Healing Expertise will weaken by the same amount and might cause him to regenerate slower than usual and such. For example this means Valentin could sacrifice all 400 of his healing expertise for a turn to increase his or another's base strength by 200 points and his base speed by 200 or however he wishes to spread it.]

How to use technique (How is it activated?): [It is willed into effect using his own tissue, be it within his own body or the body of another that has part of his flesh in them.]

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc) If physical stats are increased by 200 or lower in total there is no drawback for the person the technique is used on, if stats are increased by 201-400 total a low amount of fatigue begins to build and becomes moderate fatigue after 3 turns and severe fatigue after 8.

low fatigue is little more than building up a sweat and doesn't affect the host much, moderate fatigue lactic acid is beginning to form and breath might become unsteady as oxygen intake struggles to be enough. Severe fatigue leads to exhaustion, inability to keep up with an opponent they otherwise should be able to due to the protests of their body demanding rest. They're panting deeply for breath as the lactic acid leaves them feeling weak and exposed with muscles refusing to move as they should. Target will need 2 turns of inaction to drop from each and every stage of fatigue.

Incantation and Effect:

Made By:
Valentin Acciai

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): [Yes]

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{Living Spike Shots}Technique Name: [Living Spike Shots]

Class: [4]

Technique Type: [Hollow]

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Hollow]

Technique Element: [Organic]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): [This technique allows Valentin to fire off spikes that can be grown from any part of his body in front of wherever he's aiming the spikes to a penetrating power equal to his Reiatsu Strength and a Static Speed of 600. The spikes on average are the size of a short punching dagger or 5 inches long and 1 inch wide so they can do moderate harm however there is a limited number of them. On his tail he has 10 spikes usable for that purpose and regenerates them naturally by 1 spike per 50 healing expertise a turn when it comes to those on his tail. Expending Reiatsu he can generate these same spikes from any part of his body with a cost of 25 Reiatsu for two spikes.

This technique acts as a stepping stone for further abilities as the spikes fired from his body are still alive and connected to him for a time, his Reiatsu visibly still present in them. They are made from an outer layer of bone structure with a fleshy inside akin to an organ though initially inert and malleable until another ability makes use of them and gives them purpose. Should there be no resistance from the body it hits for example a friendly and aware target then the spikes will upon penetration sacrifice their bone exterior to heal the wound made upon entry after the organic part has gone inside. Even if they do not strike a target they will still become a beacon for his spiritual energy and just as capable to transform to suit his purposes. this flesh eventually dissolves within twenty minutes whether or not having a host to sustain itself from and would have to be replaced to continue it's duties.]

How to use technique (How is it activated?): [By aiming the concerned body part in a chosen direction and simply forcing them out by contracting his muscles, in short flexing them out.]

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc) (Insert Below)

Supply of fired spikes must be regenerated.

Always go straight so they can be easy to predict.

If the relevant muscle structure is notably injured this technique cannot be used from there until healed.

Incantation and Effect:

Made By: Valentin Acciai

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): [Yes]

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{Parasite}Technique Name: [Parasite]

Class: [4]

Technique Type: [Hollow]

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Hollow]

Technique Element: [Organic]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): [Building on Living Spike Shots the Parasite technique transforms a spike that has entered the target into a small fleshy lump that holds itself in place by fusing with nearby material. It can only be used on unresisting targets or targets at least equal or below Valentin's Class and costs 100 Reiatsu to create, otherwise repulsed by their spiritual pressure. The parasite's function is to leech off Reiatsu from others and using the strings of Reiatsu attaching Living Spike Shots to Valentin in normal cases sends some of a target's Reiatsu to flow into Valentin. The parasite can harvest up to 150 Reiatsu a turn from a target and there can't be more than one parasite per person, if a target wishes to be rid of the parasite they can expend 200 Reiatsu to burn it out of their body. If a hostile target is of same class as Valentin he can drain them of 100 Reiatsu a turn and if 1 class below of further 150 Reiatsu. The parasite lives only as long as an ordinary spike once separated from Valentin and must be replaces every 20 minutes to continue working.]

How to use technique (How is it activated?): [Activate on a Living Spike Shot that has entered a target.]

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc) (Requires either willing target or class inferior target.)

Incantation and Effect:

Made By:
Valentin Acciai

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): [Yes]

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

The Fullbringer's attempt to face the Hollow head on wasn't as bright as any other idea. Yet, it was the best option she had at the moment. Fleeing in the face of the enemy wasn't an option either when considering how things appeared. All that the woman had to rely on was her level of skills in terms of hand to hand combat. It was what she felt proficient as she handled herself in such aspect a majority of the time when in service to Soul Society. Time and time again did the French woman spend her time along her squad, along side Tsunami, preparing them for the battles ahead. Their regiment consisted of the art of stealth, weaponry, and technique. Daily, that was what Kaijin had expected out of her squad as they went about their training to better themselves. And Kaijin was no different from the rest of them. Truth be told that serving as Captain, Kaijin strove to better herself more than the others of her squad, even if it meant breaking herself too. This was no different.

The only difference from that time was the fact Kaijin lacked the strength she had from that time. Her fingers did not have the same sensation as they did then. Her legs lacked the same kick as they did when operating as the Squad Two Captain. All the more reason that she had to realize the same strength that Marcus wielded. A power that she too may posses somewhere inside herself. But it hadn't emerged yet. Did she even have it to begin with? The air in her gut vented as the red spiral of reitsu collided with it. What little strength her exhausted body was capable of producing had fled at once. Immediately, her muscles felt the tense cramping that resulted from the loss of oxygen in her body. The woman couldn't feel the sense of strength that she carried in the moments before.

The lack of a proper meal, a night of decent rest, the constant fear of the Shinigamis giving chase; Kaijin had been consistently moving about to insure that she wouldn't be found. At least by those who sought to pursue her. None of her comrades, or denizens of Soul Society would have known about such a place as this. At least here, she felt some form of refuge. A place she felt compelled to protect from harm, or intrusion. But she couldn't, not as she was now. The tender sore that was plastered from her mid section of her torso was darkened to that of a purple shade. Kaijin cried out as the shock wore off upon finding a new sensation to replace it all. The fatigue had struck her down with the reiatsu infused fist. Both mind and vision a daze. Her lungs collapsing around the remains of air that kept her body operating normally. Even as she toppled to her knees, Kaijin dared to push continuously through the pain.

Through buckling knees did the woman rise, slowly. Teeth gritting and a face filled with desperation. Kaijin felt herself falling as she reached out to the ability to keep her standing on her two feet. But to no avail. She couldn't muster the strength no more. Valentin was at a more peaked condition compared to that of the ex-Shinigami Captain. What she had lost in her use of the Saigo No Houmen had cost her greatly. The difference between the two was great. Pathetic to be honest when she took a moment to reflect of what she had become. And before she knew it, what little remained of her strength dissipated. The little that roused her body to resist began to fade away into nothingness. Looking to her side, she saw at least five spikes attaching themselves to the layer of torn garbs that she mustered up in early days on the streets. Her vision blurred. Kaijin's mind began to wander until collapsing onto the ground. Exhaustion had settled in at last. "Mar.....cus........." was what she could only managed to utter through her lips.

Through fluttering eyes did the light fade from the holes in the tent. What little imaging that the woman made out became nothing more than shaped silhouettes. Colors and the essence that was carried with them faded to black and grays. Her felt numb, cold. She couldn't move, not realizing that her body was bounded by the Earth that had been dug out for her. Kaijin's head wobbled. Most sounds blocked by her numbed senses. Eat.............force.....a baby. What? She couldn't understand what was happening now. But the voice was familiar........."Wh-y.........doing.........zhiz?"


Reiatsu Remaining: 350/500 ; -150 Parasite

[Valentin Acciai]

''Open wiiii~de!'' the hollow continued, pushing the cinnamon buns against her face as she spoke incoherently. Pondering the question as he'd stubbornly try to force feed her the dirtied bun on a stick the hollow Decided to remain undecided ''well~ part of it is boredom, another curiosity and the third... i'll decide on a third reason soon enough! maybe possibly!'' the Adjuchas spoke nonsensically, he was back to his jesterly mood now that the woman no longer held any power to cause him harm. ''Although... maybe i should hand you over to someone, the second i let you out of the ground you're just going to snap my limbs like toothpicks again anyways! meanie!'' Valentin stated with a pout, which didn't show because there was a mask in the way void of movable parts except for his jaw.

He pondered as he looked down at the woman powerless beneath him as he sat cross-legged in front of her with his tail swaying back and forth like that of a cat. ''You look human enough, maybe i should hand you to those Uzaki Enterprises fellows... bit difficult when they're trying to kill me though, why did i never think to get Marcus phone number. Then i wouldn't have had to stroll out here pointlessly!'' but a quick moment later he realized the problem of his logic ''...Hollows can't pay phone bills, what a stupid idea, i don't even own let alone know how to use one of those sensitive little things to begin with.''

He'd give her the chance to finish eating the snack if she had even chosen to begin, afterwards he would throw the stick away and get up on his feet, bending down slightly as he pondered what to do with the holocaust survivor-looking Fullbringer with a multitude of 'hmms' as Valentin twisted his head from side to side exaggeratedly ''What do you think i should do with you? all you ever mention is Marcus this, Marcus that. You desperate to see him or something like that?'' hopefully that should motivate her to speak sense now that she had gotten her timeout nap for being cranky earlier, if she persisted in being a stubborn annoyance though? then he'd simply blow dirt in her face or something and tease her.

[Kaijin "Quinn" Cole]

The flush aroma of Cinnamon pierced through the wheezing nostrils of an exhausted woman. Yet, her lips refused to be subjugated by it. The change in smell helped to cause her stomach to rumble instinctively, que'ing the hunger strobes within the boundaries of her own head. It reminded her that of what her current predicament was. "I will...protectz.....Marcuzz......Marcuszzz.." the woman uttered softly. Her tone remained weak, struggling to retain the focus she had prior. Dirt and Earth had swallowed up most of her body, which left the head exposed for breathing. Her lungs weren't as closed by the ground as the Hollow intended them to be. This allowed her chest to inhale and exhale without issues. This kept the woman from suffocating to death. Which even gave her some leeway into moving about. Not to the extent that she desired, but just some subtle movement. Though, it didn't mean that she would be able to escape either.

Kaijin was still fatigued. Her muscles spasm form the lack of rest and exhaustion of constantly moving about in the shadows of Karakura. From the time she spent out of the hospital and on the run, the ex-Captain had been moving about seeking out ways to support herself, while at the same time wrestling what little knowledge, and information she could manage to scrounge together. What sort of information? The information that revolved around her, and those that operated along side her during the Squad's missions within the World of the Living. What she could manage to do was remove traces of her identity from the Shinigami's records operating in the Human World. This also pertained to those among Squad 2 she was affiliated with. Possible contacts, allies, etc. The resources that she procured during her stay in Karakura. All would have been known to the Gotei 13's information division. All but Marcus.

Marcus was the single detail that she left out. She couldn't risk to have him involved should the circumstances not work to her favor. That was the level of caution that the woman had when involving someone who was as close to her as he was. If the situation had made her to be the villain, then the least should could have done was protect those who were involved with her. Good people who had helped her with her missions, personal issues, and investigations. Each one being valued as someone important. This included the members of her squad. Those among the ranks of Tsunami, and of those of Squad 2, for those that went out of their own way to save her needed to be protected. Marcus, most of all. What she felt for him was of someone who she couldn't afford to lose. Who she couldn't afford to risk. His well being and safety were all that mattered. And the possibility that the Hollow knew of him could of spelled disaster for the man.

The burning anger she felt for those that would jeopardize their safety grew. Reiatsu gathering into the small sphere that chimed with her subtle motions in the ground grew. "Marr...cusszz.... I will save......... Mar..cuusszz.." The bell resonated. Kaijin's thoughts filled with the acrobatic. "I will.... zee.. him... a-gain.... I will...protectzz....hiimm.." Shortly after speaking, the reiatsu cut itself off. Kaijin had fainted. Utilizing the amount of reiatsu pushed the woman over the edge of what she could handle at this point in time. The light faded from her eyes as the darkness took it's hold on her world. She couldn't retain herself any longer. Kaijin found herself in a deep slumber.

[Valentin Acciai]

At this point Valentin wasn't really surprised by the responses he was receiving, sure it was a pity she was dumb enough not to eat but the woman's starvation induced delirium also made her a terrible listener. The Adjuchas was pretty sure she hadn't so much as listened to a word he had spoken which was more than a little vexing, it was odd to think of it like that to him. Usually Valentin's day would be made if he just had a brief dialogue with an individual who had things on it's mind not involving complaining about being hungry or wanting to kill this or that rival which was pretty much the only thing he got from his kin. For a human to annoy him so much that he might actually find more interest discussing the life of ancient Diogenes to a virtually braindead Menos Grande.

More than a bit peeved he threw the cinnamon bun away a few feet childishly, the treat now covered in so much gravel it could hardly be deemed edible as he stood up and turned his eyes to the city in the distance. ''Fiiiiiine you annoying woman, i'll get you your damned Marcus and then you're his problem!'' he had spoken aloud, unaware of her having passed out by then ''I don't see any subtle way to go about it through... i only know he works for Uzaki Enterprises, gonna have to cause some commotion to catch his attention.'' he shuddered briefly as a chill tingled his spine, those Uzaki Enterprises people he had met so far were all terribly strong, he hoped he wouldn't attract any of the scarier folks in their ranks.

''So, will that work for the murder hobo?'' he said looking down at her again and only now noticing her unconscious state ''Ah... suppose that's a good thing, can't wriggle free when you're knocked out~'' he said in a lighter tone, now he wouldn't have to bother with her annoying responses anymore. But just to be sure she wasn't having any lethal injuries the flesh he had implanted within her was sent to work patching her injuries up as the hollow left the scene and headed towards Karakura, the things he did to the benefit of humans and to this day not once had he received so much as a thank you. It was a little disheartening really.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

68 total paragraphs = 32 x 10 = 320 TP

Kaijin: 320 CTP

Valentin: 320 TTP