The long night [Tsukuyomi]

[Col Arana]

What was a life threatening, and potentially terrifying duel for Tsukuyomi was Sunday for Col. His mind ticked away. Picking away at details about Tsukuyomi. The arrancar was taking note of his stance and preferences and patterns. Thus far, Tsukuyomi had given off the air of a burst-style fighter, who used sudden attacks at an opponent's weak points, before backing off to try again. With perhaps some aspects of a counter-fighter, as Col noted his most formidable offenses came in the form of breaking Col's attack rhythm. That was fine though. Col was all about changing up the tempo. It was his preference, in fact. Never coming at the opponent the same way twice, while maintaining an aggressive offense. Col claimed the initiative in a battle whenever he could, and focused on putting his adversary on the defensive. As long as Tsukuyomi was reacting to him, instead of acting, Col could control the Shinigami's potential responses. And as the fight moved on, he'd begin to narrow down those responses into what was characteristic. Finally, he'd seal the deal, once he had the Vice Captain worked out. It would take a little while, but then. Col was one who liked to play with his food.

"In that case Vice Captain." Col replied. "I shall make of you, a brave, and valiant corpse~" He uttered as he raised his blade. Tsukuyomi darted in to attack Col, answering the arrancar's challenge. Col had not been certain that Tsukuyomi would do so, but that he did, didn't matter. Another piece to add to the puzzle. The Nakabakki was attacking with two blades now, though to combat Col's single, longer weapon. Using a classical, but effective combination of defending with one blade and simultaneously striking with the other. But if Col was the type to be undone by that, he wouldn't still be here. Col abandoned his original plan as Tsukuyomi charged him. Tsukuyomi had closed in too quickly for Col to launch an effective attack to keep him at bay, and the arrancar was forced to step back, to give himself some more space. Even so, attacking into that raised guard was untenable. Col needed to do something about Tsukuyomi's thrust first. Keeping an eye on the raised blade of Tsukuyomi, Col did not cut down, but instead answered Tsukuyomi's thrust by stepping off to the right, before initiating a hammering blow downward. Not at Tsukuyomi though. Col's sword snapped down in sideways arc, as he stepped aside, and he brought his arms down. The European Crooked Cut technique. His Zanpakuto crashed onto Tsukuyoki's Honshitsu, hammering the blade down and away from Col. Col stopped his sword at just below chest height, after deflecting Tsukuyomi's thrust, and then swung his blade out in a light, but fast, horizontal cut to Tsukuyomi's arm-- likely still extended from the thrust. The wound wouldn't be deep-- Col didn't have sufficient rotation from his crooked cut technique. But it would still leave a mark on Tsukuyomi, and weaken him, even if only a little.

The arrancar continued to move off to Tsukuyomi's right, drawing back his blade, and trying to regain his effective measure where Tsukuyomi's blades wouldn't reach him, but his sword would reach Tsukuyomi. This time the arrancar held his blade, point to Tsukuyomi to keep the Shinigami from using that dashing attack carelessly. Col could already feel a slight amount of fatigue setting in. He was having to fight at a much faster pace than he was expecting. Tsukuyomi's speed was certainly an issue, if he wasn't going to use reiatsu techniques. It's fine though. He thought. It wouldn't be any fun if there was no challenge. He added mentally, as he considered what Tsukuyomi might do next. The high guard wasn't going to work here. Those dashes meant he could get in at Col before the arrancar could slash at him. Col would have to keep Tsukuyomi on-point at almost all times. The arrancar continued to circle, before driving in with his flurry of attacks once more. Or so it seemed.

Col darted at Tsukuyomi, with a spearing thrust for Tsukuyomi's stomach, eyes focused and ready. If Tsukuyomi chose not to defend the blow, of course, he'd end up with a sword in his belly. If Tsukuyomi did attempt to parry Col's cut, however, the arrancar would redirect his blow, transitioning into an undercut to Tsukuyomi's wrist. If the Nakabakki was particularly unlucky, such a blow could potentially take his hand clean off. Col would then reverse with another false-edge cut at Tsukuyomi's shoulder, and ending his two-strike sequence with the Nakabakki on-point again, and making it difficult to simply rush at the Arrancar. Though, he wouldn't have a chance to do that if Tsukuyomi ended up impaled on his sword. Though if he did end up that way, the attack sequence was a sacrifice Col was perfectly willing to make.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Well if nothing else this Arrancar was definitely a talker. Out of perhaps all of the opponents that Tsukuyomi ever fought in a serious battle this Arrancar had spoken the most. Rushing in to both block and strike the Arrancar Tsukuyomi was going to do what he could to either wear down the Heirro of this Arrancar or if he saw the opportunity he was going to thrust Honshitsu right through his damn eyes. It seemed that the Arrancar wasn't the type to be overconfident in his Heirro as he gave ground.

Tsukuyomi kept on pushing making sure that he placed pressure on this Arrancar while doing everything he could to make sure that he caught on to any sign that the Arrancar was about to counter. He hadn't really noticed prior to this battle against a swordsman perhaps even more skilled than himself, but he hadn't had such a challenge since becoming the Vice Captain of Division Eleven. The last close combat challenge that he had experienced had been his former Captain who was a far bigger challenge than even this Arrancar was proving to be. It was time to kill this Arrancar.

His foe stepped back and then to the right putting distance between himself and Honshitsu. The position of his zanpakuto though then gave away what he was planning on doing. Tsukuyomi wasn't going to have it. Shifting his ankles the Vice Captain quickly spun his body counter clockwise as the Arrancar swung his zanpakuto downwards aiming to strike Honshitsu. In the following moment the Arrancar would have to deal with the curved crescent blade of Mikoto dancing towards his eyes.

It was expected that this Arrancar would be able to put just enough ground between the both of them that he was evade this slash. Tsukuyomi had seen enough to know that he was skilled and fast enough yet he had to keep pressure. The moment this Arrancar evaded Tsukuyomi was ready to fling Honshitsu right at his face. The crude wakashi would fly straight closing the distance almost immediately as it traveled at a speed of 529 with force behind it matching the speed. Even if this Arrancar blocked the wakashi the force would push him backwards several feet. "I won't go down easily Arrancar."

This Arrancar was toying with him he knew that. Based on what he had seen so far this man was a monster. Should he release his true might there was basically nothing that he would be able to do against him. Tsukuyomi was no fool yet he couldn't just let this Arrancar have free reign of the area. He would just have to keep doing his best to kill or main him while he underestimated what Tsukuyomi could do. Should a Shinigami stronger than him arrived then perhaps this Arrancar may indeed be living his last night. Otherwise Tsukiuyomi could only hope that he wasn't the one to make the first mistake.

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Technique Name: Suisei
Class: 4
Technique Type: Zanjutsu
Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects: This technique is used for thrown weapons and can even be used on something as large as a sword or zweihander. This technique is used by launching the weapon with one’s arm. This will send the weapon flying forwards at the combined speed of one’s strength and speed and have the same amount of strength. This is a rather straightforward attack compared to the other Kawada sword techniques. This technique has the capability of not losing momentum immediately, meaning that if it flies at an enemy and they block it, they will be sent flying. But they won’t be sent flying alone. The flying weapon will keep rocketing forwards into their block and keep forcing them back as it flies forwards. This will force someone to maintain the block or receive a weapon through their body. Naturally using a stepping technique while one is being sent flying backwards by this technique is impossible. It is the perfect opening.

This technique can be used in many ways. For example, one can have a wire attached to the thrown weapon and cause it to double-back on an enemy or wrap around their body at immense speeds. This would cause the final rotation around their body to deliver a deadly slice. The wires used to tie to the ends of the weapons are best kept pre-tied and ready to be slipped on the blade’s hilt at a moment’s notice. This attack can travel through crowds of people without stopping and has the capability of blowing through cero and kidou like no one’s business. This technique creates a huge backdraft with strength equivalent to half of the attack’s speed that will cause anyone who dodges it by only a little bit to be swept off their feet and blown in the direction which the weapon was sent flying. This will prevent anyone from dodging and preforming a counterattack quickly upon successful evasion.

How to use technique: Simply throw your weapon in a like a javelin or frisbee or however is most comfortable. This will cause the weapon to travel in a straight line directly at the opponent. This is the most powerful known throwing weapon technique in Soul Society and possess amazing speed and strength.

Drawback: This causes the user to lose whatever weapon they throw until they go and retrieve it. One should not use their main weapon with this ability because it would leave them unarmed. This technique requires at least a 2 in Swordsmanship to learn.

[Col Arana]

Col was very arrogant, and confident in his abilities. But he was also trained and talented with a blade. A prodigy you might say. He could read the ebb and flow of battle, take advantage of it. He also knew how to read his opponents' advantages. In this case, his main advantage was the length of his blade. An advantage he did not intend to cede without a fight. As long as he kept distance between them, he could attack Tsukuyomi at his leisure but his adversary could not do the same to him. Caution was not fear. Col had no inclination to throw this battle through overconfidence. Of course. That's just what someone who was overconfident might say. Either way, Tsukuyomi had done well to fend off Col's blows so far. Col was respecting his skills as a swordsman, even though he was certain that he was the better between the two. Tsukuyomi had to rely on tricks and gimmicks to pressure the arrancar's guard. Col for his part, was confident that once Tsukuyomi's toolkit ran dry, he'd crush the unfortunate Nakabakki. But still, he couldn't take toooo long....

Tsukuyomi attempted to counter Col's crooked cut by spinning to draw his thrust away and simultaneously countering with a spinning slash. Col's eyebrows raised in bemusement. A spinning slash was not something one often saw! However, Col's measure control was excellent, and he was able to evade Tsukuyomi's slash by leaning away from the attack, with a single hasty backstep, the sword cutting before Col's face. Col still regathered his blade and although Tsukuyomi had interceded and prevented the arrancar's follow-up, Col was still able to bring the weapon back on point to dissuade further attacks. With that said. Tsukuyomi had one more trick up his sleeve it seemed. He threw his short sword. A pleasant smile played about Col's face. "Ah..." The sword flew incredibly quickly. Col couldn't raise his sword in time to defend it at this range. Too close to maneuver the blade. So instead, the arrancar's hand swept up, and batted the blade aside. Making use of his Hierro, Col deflected Tsukuyomi's attack with his bare hand. Or well. He tried at least. But to Col's astonishment, the blade didn't budge, and the Arrancar felt a surprising amount of resistance. Tch..... He wasn't this strong when our blades clashed! He thought with a sudden flash of anger.

His parry failed, Col could only watch as the sword flew towards his face, slowed only for a moment by his attempted block, as the guard of the blade collided with his hand, stalling the attack for a moment before it broke past. A moment was what Col needed to bring up his last-ditch defense. A clanging sound filled the air, as Col dropped his long sword. A desperation move on the arrancar's own part, the mercenary planted his palm in front of Tsukuyomi's blade with his full strength. And then found that not even this was stopping it. Col was driven back by the attack, feeling his feet skidding on the ground yet again, as the attack continued to drive him back. This damn brat.... The tip of the wakizashi sparked against Col's hand as it vied against his Hierro. Although it did not break through the Hierro, it was still forcing Col back. "Ngh... You...." Col hissed then swatted his arm sideways, using his own physical strength to deflect himself out of the way of the wakizashi, which blazed past Col now, as the Arrancar breathed heavily from the near miss. "Yes... I see well that you won't go down easily." The arrancar snarled, a burning anger in his tone. Col took a deep breath and appeared to try to compose himself. "That was a wicked technique of yours. Very deceptive. Very powerful. Look~" Col lifted a hand to show a bruise forming on his palm. "It could not pierce my Hierro, and yet it was still quite forceful. I congratulate your attempt. And you appear to have disarmed me. So what now, Vice Captain Tsukuyomi Kawada?" Col asked, as he shifted stance. The arrancar was using a Wing Chun stance. "I stand by my prior arrangement. It still stands. I must simply make do without my blade now, it seems." Col stated. He didn't really consider his Hierro cheating, though he supposed if Tsukuyomi insisted, he could always self-inflict an injury to his palm to set the Shinigami's mind at ease. Of course, for that to happen, Tsukuyomi would have to allow Col to retrieve his weapon; unaware of the six hidden plasma blades on Col's person.

Col then suddenly rushed back at Tsukuyomi, bare handed. "I have not been defeated yet though~" He stated, confidence creeping into his tone. "We are both of us down a sword, but I can yet retrieve mine~" He cautioned Tsukuyomi as he tried to return to the position he had dropped his sword, and, slipping one foot under the blade, quickly kick it up into the air to seize it, by the hilt again. No doubt Tsukuyomi would attempt to exploit this as an opening, but Col was well and prepared for it. Tsukuyomi was in for an unpleasant surprise if he believed Col was helpless without his Zanpakuto. Even deprived of his reiatsu techniques and his sword, Col was well and prepared to defeat Tsukuyomi anyways. The Nakabakki would be poorly judged if he thought this made Col significantly less dangerous to him.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Damn it! This Arrancar truly was matching him pace for pace, exchange for exchange when it came to swordplay which just so happened to be Tsukuyomi's strongest area of combat. Just what was he going to do to bring this monster down? Already he had seen that the dude could manipulate his reiatsu in a way that looked all to similar to kido not to mention his reiatsu was vastly more powerful than his own spiritual capabilities. In terms of raw power Tsukuyomi really was an ant up against a raging bull.

He had been banking on this Arrancar diving head first into his own arrogance and underestimating just what he could accomplish with either of his zanpakuto. It seemed that although this Arrancar for all he could tell was in fact underestimating him or at least had been, the difference between their skill levels with a blade wasn't enough to get an easy win. In fact from the exchanges so far Tsukuyomi was almost certain that this Arrancar was the better swordsman.

In order to stop him, he just had to keep going and find a way to at least force this Arranvcar out of Soul Society. Twisting his feet relying on the foot work control that had been forced on him by Captain Shihoin. Tsukuyomi felt a twinge of disappointment as he felt nothing resist Mikoto's crescent as he spun to slash at the Arrancar. Seeing only a brief instant later that the Arrancar had managed to back away just enough that the edge of Mikoto hadn't cut his eyes. Those were the only things that he could see as a chance to actually beat the Arrancar.

That just brought another problem though. It was obvious this Arrancar knew Tsukuyomi was aiming for his eyes. His heirro was to strong to cut through or even effect and the eyes were the easily thing to hit that wasn't protected by it. The only problem with that being obvious though was that it meant the Arrancar could make it oh so much harder to actually land a hit Honshitsu please. Tsukuyomi watched as the wakashi moved through space to strike the Arrancar only for his hopes to be prevented by the hand of this damned monster.

Hope wasn't completely broken though as Tsukuyomi watched the Arrancar struggle against the force that Honshitsu carried with her thanks to the use of Suisei. "God damn that old man. Of course it would be a technique he taught me that would actually work against this monster." Thought Tsukuyomi in regards his grandfather. The Arrancar of course wasn't done in by Suisei as he managed to struggle and then get away from Honshitsu. Tsukuyomi was still surprised that the Arrancar had struggled as he did not to mention the bruise he revealed on his hand afterwards.

"You're not the only one that's deceptive in combat. Retrieve your zanapkuto. You wished for this to be a battle as swordsman. You may not be a shinigami, but you are a swordsman and as a swordsman myself and a entity of honor I demand to continue to face you as a peer. Now get your zanpakuto so I can finish your defeat nameless Arrancar." Tsukuyomi adjusted Mikoto in his right hand holding her in a diagonal manner with the blade towards the ground and his elbow high.

Tsukuyomi could no longer hold back anything, but his utmost power. It was time to truly push his abilities as a swordsman. He had been treating this Arrancar as a true threat, but he hadn't been pushing his abilities up to this point for fear of weakening his endurance. It was time to show this Arrancar just what Tsukuyomi could do. As the Arrancar rushed him and retrieved his zanpakuto Tsukuyomi inhaled a large breath of air, steady his heart, ready his mind. Now end him!

Tsukuyomi executed Suisei once again causing Honshitsi to fly back towards his left hand from the impacted ground that she had hit only a few moments ago. He wouldn't wait for her to reach him though as he stepped forward to the Arrancar's advance utilizing Movement to close the distance almost immediately. Honshitsu landing in his hand as Tsukuyomi got inside the guard of the Arrancar's zanpakuto. "Die!" Tsukuyomi channeled his reiatsu into his left hand only to thrust forward in a fury of thrusts all aimed at the head of the Arrancar specifically his eyes at a speed vastly superior to anything either of them had done so far. (946 Thrusting Speed)

Mikoto/Honshitsu: 5/7

Remaining Reiatsu: 4400/6000
Movement: (-25)
Quinquaginta Eiecit: {-150}

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Technique Name: Quinquaginta Eiecit (Fifty Thrust) M
Class: 4
Technique Type: Weapon
Usable By: Any Race
Technique Element: N/A

Technique Description and Effects: By concentrating reiatsu into the arm of choice in the same manner that one would in preparation to utilize a step technique this technique begins bringing not only an enhanced flexibility and durability to the muscles of the arm, but the speed at which the arm can be moved. This technique enables a user with any sort of weapon to actually thrust it forward a total of fifty times in rapid succession equal to double their maximum speed. While the technique enables the user to thrust forward at a rapid rate to inflict damage rapidly it isn't very well suited to dealing lethal damage normally as the wounds inflicted normally will only be a few centimeters in depth.

How to use technique: Listed above.

Technique Drawbacks: Costs 150 reiatsu. Counts as a short term stat boost.

[Col Arana]

Col gave Tsukuyomi a pleasant smile. "Oh my. You really are quite an honorable fellow." Col said. "Though I fear your honor is misguided. This was your great chance, after-all. There is no shame in cutting down a foe you've disarmed by your own talents." He added, as he walked toward Tsukuyomi, to retrieve his weapon. But is his offer genuine or is he luring me in, I wonder? Col considered for a moment as he approached. He was well on guard for an attack as he retrieved his weapon. "The gap in our power is quite large, after all. You still stand there, Vice Captain Tsukuyomi Kawada, by nothing more than my whim, and my own little personal challenge." He stated. Had Col truly been fighting at full strength, Tsukuyomi would have been long since vaporized by a Cero or even just a Bala. Would that demoralize Tsukuyomi at all? Who knew.

Col kicked his Zanpakuto into his hands and saw Tsukuyomi breathe in deeply. Col smiled politely. He was preparing for something big. He's going to come at my eyes again. He thought. Based on Tsukuyomi's patterns so far, Col already knew what Tsukuyomi was going to do. Well. An idea anyways. He's identified a pattern that he can reliably execute with his greater speed. Col thought. Every blow he has thrown thus far has been at my face. My eyes most likely. It's a testament to his skill as a swordsman that he can target such a small point with such accuracy. And he has been making very committed drives to get past my Zanpakuto. I wonder then, what would happen.... Col released his Zanpakuto with one hand and held his Espada Ropera like a rapier, pointed at Tsukuyomi. Threatening him with the point of his weapon, and warding him back from a careless attack unless he could dislodge Col's blade first. Col extended his energy sensory, to detect the fluctuations in Tsukuyomi's reiatsu, to detect his opponent's movement. Col was adopting a dueling stance not unlike Capoferro's rapier technique. His blade was held upright and aimed at Tsukuyomi's throat. His left hand was held slightly forwards, as if ready to bat aside an incoming thrust. And with Col's Hierro, such a tactic was actually viable for the arrancar, even if he messed it up and parried on the blade of Tsukuyomi's weapon instead of the flat. It was likely to be an unusual stance to Tsukuyomi, but that wasn't important. Col had set his trap. Here Tsukuyomi came.

Col detected the flux of Tsukuyomi's movement an instant after the Shinigami took his breath. Then he exploded into motion, closing the distance with Col in an instant. Col was already moving though, shifting to his right side, which would put him out of the line of fire of Tsukuyomi's returning wakizashi. In addition, Col was already bringing up his right arm. Even before Tsukuyomi could begin his attack, Col had drawn his arm across his eyes to shield them. It was now clear to Tsukuyomi that Col had figured out his attack pattern and would be prioritizing defending his eyes from his attack. But it wasn't all bad. Tsukuyomi, if he committed to his attack, would likely have managed to finally adapt to Col's Hierro. Hierro was a powerful ability, but a Shinigami could, given time, and sufficient blows, attune to it. Col had used a similar tactic in his battle with the Tercera Espada a long time ago. Breaking the Hierro down with a flurry of blows. But Tsukuyomi would likely have to suffer for his attempt, because even as he began to commit to his flurry of thrusts there was a strange sound that came from Col's left wrist, as a vibrant green blade of energy suddenly extended out to pierce through Tsukuyomi's chest. A plasma blade. Col had a literal trick up his sleeve. In the arrancar's left hand was a silver cylinder, from which extended a green blade of flowing energy. The moment that it had entered his hand, was the instant Tsukuyomi began his thrust flurry. With Col's skills in stealth the motion to retrieve the weapon from up his sleeve would be almost unnoticeable unless Tsukuyomi had been explicitly watching Col's left hand, instead of his face. Something that he could not afford to do, if he wanted to aim his thrusts precisely at Col's eyes.

Tsukuyomi was faced with a regrettable choice. Dodging the igniting plasma blade would be difficult at this range even with Tsukuyomi's speed. There was no guarantee he'd be able to dodge it even if he abandoned his series of thrusts. But if he insisted on landing his thrusts, then there was absolutely no way he'd be able to avoid it. Col was aiming for Tsukuyomi's center of mass. A slight shift or turn of his body wouldn't be enough. Tsukuyomi would have to attempt a full dodge to even have a chance to avoid the thrust, and to do that he wouldn't be able to unleash his thrust flurry. That was of course, if Tsukuyomi was even aware that the attack was coming at all. If he could put the pieces together regarding what the plasma blade ignition sound meant, in the split second it would take the blade to travel through his chest. 

There was a bit of good news though. As a result of his furious series of thrusts, Col's sleeve over his arm would be thoroughly torn, revealing a glint of silver there as well. A second plasma blade hidden in his right sleeve as well. And, after so many thrusts, Col's Hierro, as mentioned above, would be thoroughly removed as a factor from the battle. The only qualm being that to do so, Tsukuyomi would likely have to endure a potentially fatal wound. Unfortunately, it was also unlikely he'd be able to complete his full fifty thrusts. Even at a speed of over nine hundred, it would be difficult to execute that many attacks in the space of time before Col's blade pierced him. Still a dozen or so blows would still have landed on Col's before Tsukuyomi would suffer his wound.

The moment that Col's plasma blade pierced Tsukuyomi the arrancar would begin to move again, stepping to the right again, and ripping his plasma blade through Tsukuyomi's body to attempt to nearly slice the Nakabakki in two. In addition, his sideways motion would make it harder for Tsukuyomi to continually target Col with his thrusts if, for whatever reason, he opted to try a desperation attack, and keep attacking through a mortal wound. Tsukuyomi was in a bad spot, but if he was willing to endure these injuries he might have had a small chance to make a difference in the battle between them. A small chance, but still a chance. But would it be worth the price?

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Time to end this and really start to push this Arrancar out of the Rukongai. Tsukuyomi would have to push the words of the Arrancar out of his mind as he committed to the planned attack. The distance between the two of them was eaten up by the movement of both enemies almost immediately. Tsukuyomi could tell right away that he had just made a massive mistake when Honshitsu clashed against the iron like skin of the Arrancar Heirro that was now protecting his eyes.

"You've been going solely after the obvious boy. This is what happens when you underestimate the mind of your enemy now be quit and disengage."Mikoto was still a proud, powerful warrior spirit that felt Tsukuyomi was a young man with so much to learn. It seemed that no one ever believed in what he could accomplish not even his own zanpakuto. "Oh be quiet you old hag! Let's keep going Tsukuyomi we can do this BURN HIM!" Correction the zanpakuto of joy, excitement and hyperactivity almost always had his back seeing him as an amazing shinigami that one day could bring down anyone. Such a vast difference between them yet it was reassuring and who's to know if he would have managed to get even this far without them both.

He had gotten inside the guard of the Arrancar once again and this would more than likely be the last time that he could accomplish that feat which meant that his attack would have to accomplish something. Honshitsu would burst with the blue flames of intent. Each consecutive strike against the arm of the Arrancar would leave a trail of flame against his heirro. His arm moving faster than any other section of his body in a blur of motion Tsukuyomi could feel the strain on his muscles as he completed the first dozen thrusts.

He could feel the resistance of the heirro vanishing as he realized just how he needed to channel his reiatsu to bypass the armor like skin. Something wasn't right though this Arrancar hadn't relying solely on defense so far in sword combat. The only time he had done so was against Mikoto's moons from a distance. Wait he had seen him make a shield from reiatsu what's to say he couldn't do a weapon!

Almost as if on cue Tsukuyomi could see the Arrancar's hand raised in a position that didn't make sense for defense. He needed to back off now! This Arrancar had kept his word so far, but they were enemies. He couldn't trust him to not simply fire off a bala at point blank range. In the next moment Tsukuyomi heard the sound of something humming. Stepping back and moving Mikoto over to block the bala he expected to come at him Tsukuyomi felt a nasty burn on his right arm.

Looking down the Arrancar hadn't fired off a bala. He had ignited what looked like some sort of reiatsu sword from his other hand meant to stab him in the chest. His right arm had provided defense yet at what cost. The blade of plasma had managed to stab through Tsukuyomi's forearm burning the flesh and bone immediately. A scream was the only thing heard across the surrounding area as Tsukuyomi was overcome from the sudden cold wound.

He couldn't do anything before the Arrancar pulled his blade slicing through more of his forearm yet stopping only after it had cleaved through the skin. Mikoto's chains that wrapped around Tsukuyomi's arm it seemed were to dense for the sword to destroy yet that meant they were keeping the blade in his arm. Sweat breaking out across his forehead Tsukuyomi would vanish as he executed shunpo to retreat backwards.He would reappear a moment later roughly fifty feet away on top of one of the shakes.

This was definitely no small wound and it almost guaranteed that he wouldn't be able to keep dueling against the Arrancar successfully. The Vice Captain looking down in pain at his arm and seeing that his forearm had been nearly completely severed. He wasn't bleeding yet his flesh had been burned to the point he wasn't even sure Division Four would be able to repair the damage. Close combat was now no longer a suitable option which meant distance was all he could hope for yet would Honshitsu and whatever little he could manage with Mikoto now be enough? "I've lost."

Mikoto/Honshitsu: 6/7

Remaining Reiatsu: 4400/6000
Shunpo: {-50}

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Well...this was a different report then she was used to getting. All sorts of odd and shady characters the required scouting had a tendency of showing up in the runkongai, cut she couldn't remember the last time it had been an arrancar. Or actually, had she ever seen that report? Hard to remember, at the very least she was fairly certain she hadn't seen it in the last 50 years. Needless to say this set off some red flags, rukongai wasn't know as a tourist-y place, so if an arrancar was there chances are it was hungry. Also needless to say, arrancar, by and large, weren't run of the mill threats she just could send one of her seated guys to deal with, so she was having to see to it herself. She had the word put out to get some reinforcements ready and to have them on standby just in case shit went south, but this was her, so she didn't expect it to. Doesn't hurt to be prepared though.

She could sense the arrancar a small distance off, he felt more like a hollow, to the point where if she hadn't know from a prior report she would have thought she was dealing with an adjuchas. Guy was obviously a clever one. In an ideal world she could have tried to sneak up on him and pin him in stone, but the geyser of reiatsu that constantly poured out of her made her fairly simple to spot from a modest distance, so she was prepared to have to take him on straight up, though it seemed someone was already engaging him since she sensed another shinigami nearby, though she didn't have enough of a knack for energy sensory to tell who it was. With the distance between the arrancar and her closing she unsealed her release, the metal of her sword melting into a dark grey metallic liquid that skittered along her arms and down her hands to form her gauntlets.

As she arrived on scene it seemed she had picked a fairly decent moment to do so. The shinigami fighting the arrancar had just been injured, fairly decently too from the look of his semi-severed arm. As she started walking up behind him she started to recognize him. Was that Tsu? That pain in the ass that tried to arrest her for beating some peeping toms that one time? Small world. "You look like you might need a hand," she said, going for the lowest hanging joke she had access to, it might have been bad, but it still a somewhat amusing line. She eyeballed the man with the fragmented mask in front of her as she came to stand even with her fellow vice captain, she felt a cockiness to the air around him, kinda like herself, though more reserved. He had some damage on him, seemed they had been duking it out for more than just a moment, though Tsu was obviously the one who was worse off. "Neat toys," she said, nodding her head at the twin plasma things she saw mounted on his arms, she had no idea what they were outside of what she saw as she came up, so that the very least she knew they made swords. "I prefer mine though," as continued as she raised her arm to show him her arm "bling". She paused for a moment to check on Tsu, if she recalled right he was squad 11, so he was likely gonna be fine, though if he kept fighting he was probably gonna have a handicap.

While she looked at Tsu her defenses, on the surface, seemed to be down, and the arrancar could try to attack if he wanted, but that likely wouldn't end well if he did, she still had an eye on him and was ready to react. "You plannin on stickin around or do you need to get that looked at," she asked. She wouldn't hold it against him if he did decide to bail for the moment, missing a hand generally did make combat a bit more difficult if you didn't have abilities like hers to help compensate for those losses, though now she really didn't know much, or anything about his release, she he might actually be totally fine. Either way the choice was his and she would make due regardless. 

After his response she'd turn back to the arrancar, her voice nonchalant, it wasn't hard to tell she was enjoying herself to a modest extent, she always enjoyed entrances, "I think in the movies this is where I would say something like 'leave peacefully and we don't need to have trouble', but I'm fairly sure we both know that's not gonna happen. You aren't gonna leave and I ain't gonna let you go, so unless you got some monologue you wanna deliver, why don't we cut to the case, huh?" as she finished speaking there'd be a massive burst of reiatsu from her, no spells, or action, or real visible effect, though there would most certainly be a saturation of her reaitsu in the area. She had converted the ground beneath their feet into fortified stone.  Once that was down she gave a small half smile to the partially masked man, "So who's gonna go first us or you?"


-500 for conversion
7500/8000 reiatsu

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{Stats}
Type: Perma Release level 2
Shikai Class: 3

Strength: 250
Speed: 300
Spiritual Pressure: (400 x 2) 800
Reiatsu Strength: 50
Light Aura: 80
Dark Aura: 20
Instinct: 200
Senses: 150
Energy Sensory: 50
Healing Expertise: 0

SKP: 16/18 (0/8)
Pain Tolerance - 3
Street Fighting - 2
Strength of Will - 3
Weapons: Swords - 2
Damage Recovery - 3
Battle Analysis - 3

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Pain. So much pain. Tsukuyomi had experineced more combat than most spirits his age and with all that combat alongside his childhood as a blind boy in the horrible districts of the Rukongai, pain was always the constant. Even with the years of abuse, cuts and stress Tsukuyomi could never prepared for the pain that was overwhelming him now. His right arm was virtually severed at the bicep. He couldn't move his fingers nor his arm at all.

For a moment ending himself just to avoid the pain that he was feeling crossed his mind. He couldn't stop this monster so what was the point of continuing to suffer. It wasn’t until he heard a voice in the distance of his consciousness that he looked over and saw a familiar face. Out of all the other Vice Captains in Soul Society, Yishnir was perhaps the least likely to come to his aid. Although peers the two had a less than friendly past. “More like an entire arm. Think you’ve got that much flesh to give in this battle Yishnir?” Tsukuyomi hadn’t ever faced off against her, but from reports and rumors he had used to file information about her he knew she was formidable.

Her zanpakuto was an earth based elemental release which meant she likely employed defense over offense, but such an assumption could be wrong. Honshitsu and Mikoto would revert back the zanpakuto shifting to the basic katana and wakashi. His right arm trembling as the silver chain that had kept it from being severed completely vanished. “My right is completely useless. I can only employ one of them now. I doubt even if they would allow it that I could wield them both with my left. I don’t have much choice. It’s got to be her.”

Tsukuyomi wasn’t sure whether to be surprised that the Arrancar had yet to attack the both of them. So far he had been fairly honorable yet still he was an enemy. “I can’t retreat to leave this guy in the Rukongai. I may be hurt, but I’ll still help in bringing him down.” Tsukuyomi wasn’t certain if Yishnir was going to take the lead or not, but waiting wasn’t a good option. “Descend from the Abyss onto the Battlefield, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto!” The katana that he had been holding in his right was now in his left while Honshitsu was sheathed at his waist. Three white moons rotated around Tsukuyomi as he swung Mikoto crafting two more that began to dance around him. The full moon with the crescent facing upwards once again on his forehead as he starred down the Arrancar, a cold sweat broken out across his body from the pain and stress that this battle had already caused.

Mikoto: 1/7

Remaining reiatsu: 3950/6000
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto: (-300)
New Moons (2x): (-150)

[Col Arana]

Tsukuyomi's arm had nearly been removed by Col's plasma blade, the bar of energy humming pleasantly in the night air, now illuminating the arrancar's features with a sickly green glow. Zanpakuto in one hand, and plasma blade in the other, Col slowly began to advance on Tsukuyomi. "No need to feel bad. You performed admirably, and scored some dangerous blows. Were I not who I am, I would have absolutely had no choice but to fight you quite seriously. You should be proud Vice Captain Tsukuyomi Kawada." Col advanced meticulously. Steadily. Not rushing Tsukuyomi. Drinking in the moment. Col loved victory. He didn't gloat, for that was ungentlemanly and unsportsmanlike. But there was a certain satisfaction he felt in defeating a formidable opponent, and in Col's eyes, Tsukuyomi Kawada qualified. "If you wish to struggle defiantly with your single arm, you are welcome to do so. If not, I promise I will give you a quick and painless end." Col's step faltered half a moment.

"Unless...." And the arrancar's eyes suddenly gleamed with a hungry light. "Unless you wish for me to take you away from that abyss forever. You need not face damnation. I came here for a meal Tsukuyomi Kawada, and the souls I devour do not pass on to whatever fate awaits them. But as I have never devoured someone of your nature, I will concede I am uncertain as to the effects it will have on me. So I'll leave you with the choice. Would you rather I slay you quickly, or devour you alive? Of course..." Col glanced at Tsukuyomi's good arm. "You can continue to try and struggle awhile longer if you think that is best. I will not judge and I shall be certain to keep to our agreement whilst you do. You die alone tonight Tsukuyomi. On most nights that would be a sad fate, but tonight it is your legacy. Every man, woman and child in this district who shall live another day in relative peace, does so because of your sacrifice. Perhaps some of them will rise up and become mighty Shinigami in their own right." And delicious meals in their own right as well~ Col thought briefly as he spoke to Tsukuyomi. "Would that not be a fitting torch for you to leave them?"

Before Tsukuyomi would have a chance to answer, Col sensed something. How annoying. He turned his head slightly, as his energy sensory detected the approach of another Shinigami. This one was a pure-blood. And their reiatsu was very potent. Tsukuyomi would see it as Col turned his head. A hungry gleam in his eye. "We have an audience Tsukuyomi Kawada. I hope you know what to do~" This was Col Arana. Civilized? Sometimes. Honorable? When it suited him to be. Malicious? ....Most definitely. And a manipulator? ....Yes. Tsukuyomi would have to be quite dense not to realize what Col was saying. Another person was coming. It was up to Tsukuyomi to keep them safe, and there was no way that Tsukuyomi could actually fight Col off. There was only one option for him on the table, if he wanted to keep them safe, unless he earnestly believed whoever was coming could fight Col off. Something Col doubted Tsukuyomi honestly believed but sometimes hope springs eternal. After all. Despair couldn't truly exist without hope.

Col awaited the new arrival, who approached from behind Tsukuyomi. "Welcome." He stated. The voice was feminine. The hunger in Col's eyes grew, but he permitted Yetsuna a chance to speak with Tsukuyomi. Col's senses were keen. He detected the slight scent of makeup on the woman. Col managed to peer through the darkness as she emerged to stand with Tsukuyomi. Col would allow Tsukuyomi to speak for himself of course, though the Nakabakki would be aware of the danger he posed to his comrade if he allowed her to partake in their battle. The woman offered a mocking compliment of Col's plasma blades, and Col afforded her a thin smile in return. "I'm sure you do." He replied succinctly, but then continued after a moment's thought. "What brings you out here on this fine evening, and looking so delectable as you are?" Col teased at Yetsuna, softly. Judging by Yetsuna's reiatsu levels, she was likely already in release. Shinigami usually opted for swords in their sealed state, and Col did not see one on her. It meant she was either a hand to hand specialist, or she was a reiatsu specialist in release. Or one of those rare Shinigami who had foregone their Zanpakuto in favor of raw power. However, Col doubted that was the case. With an Energy Sensory of over 400, he could easily make out the qualities of Yetsuna's reiatsu and took note that although she had a vast quantity of reiatsu, the actual quality was quite low. Even so.... Scarlet eyes glimmered hungrily in the night at Yetsuna.

Tsukuyomi and Yetsuna exchanged banter and Tsukuyomi made it clear he was there to stay. Col nodded approvingly. "As it so happens, Miss, I was on the verge of doing exactly that. Mr. Kawada and I had a gentleman's agreement of sorts. I intend to involve nobody in this Rukon district at all in this little sortie of mine, except for him, provided he keeps honest in his work as well. A simple duel between gentlemen, and one which Tsukuyomi Kawada has risen to admirably." Col began, looking at Tsukuyomi. "And it appears it was coming to an end just before you arrived. A minute or two more, and with your permission I will be right out~" He smirked at Yetsuna, obviously aware she was not going to take the offer. At least not without Tsukuyomi prompting. In addition to the incentive Tsukuyomi had given already, Col intended to pile on a little more.

"Now, if you and Tsukuyomi both insist on continuing to try to drive me out, there will be some minor complications. I can tell at a glance my dear, that you are clearly a talented and potent adversary. Hmm.... By my estimate... I would wager you are likely an above average Vice Captain, or a below average Captain." Col remarked, as he seemed to be examining Yetsuna. "Certainly, I am powerful, but not so foolish as to try and face two formidable opponents without displaying a bit more of my power. I'm quite afraid that if you insist on joining this fray, I will have to close my arrangement with Tsukuyomi. I do not mind giving him a sporting chance of course, but I suspect to battle both of you at once with only bladework would be quite the challenge indeed, even if you were half the warrior he is." Col informed Yetsuna, and, by extension Tsukuyomi. Col's eyes narrowed for a moment, and in that moment, both Yetsuna and Tsukuyomi would feel a crushing pressure, as if they were standing on the bottom of the ocean. For Yetsuna, it would merely be a great weight, making her sluggish and weary, but with a two-class difference, Tsukuyomi would likely be forced to his knees by Col's gravitational pressure. Col was making the difference between them clear. His Dark Aura leaked out in an intimidating wave at them, to fill their hearts with doubt and fear. Col Arana was malice. And if Yetsuna and Tsukuyomi decided to forego his offer, the outcome of a clash between all three of them would be absolutely clear.

And then the pressure was away, and Col was there, blades in hand, still smiling at them almost pleasantly. "But we don't have to deal with all that nastiness now do we~ I have no qualms concluding my business with Mr. Kawada and being on my way. Of course... If you should happen to like to take his place... That could be arranged as well. You my pet, look positively delectable." Col's voice emerged in a ravenous hiss, and his eyes were not those of a gentleman, but of a hungry predator eyeing its next meal, as he looked at Yetsuna. Tsukuyomi had released, but neither had attacked Col yet. Col was willing to allow them to make their decision before he attacked. He lost nothing much by giving them a moment or two to decide, after-all.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

"I may be wounded, but I will not falter. I won't concede. I'll die with my zanpakuto in hand. Trapped inside of you for eternity would be complete damnation for a shinigami like me, Arrancar. I welcome where I'll be headed should I be vanquished tonight over staying within you. My legacy may be nothing at all or something along the lines of what you suggest only time will tell. Perhaps you're the one that has made the ultimate mistake tonight. A survivor, one day to become a shinigami strong enough to end you."

The words of conversation were starting to weight down heavily on his lungs. He really had taken a serious wound and despite it only being on his arm, Tsukuyomi was losing a large portion of his stamina. Thankfully when Yishir arrived the Arrancar seemed very invested in keeping to their own agreement focusing on letting her know about it and then why it should be continued despite her now being at the scene.

"Strange. Despite everything I would have still believed you to have faith in your own abilities. I'm no longer much of a threat and yet you still wish to remove the condition of your retreat. An Arrancar who believes he needs to truly try to eliminate a Vice Captain and a shinigami that can no longer use even half of his might. Perhaps you never even planned on honoring our agreement which would be very disappointing." Slowing his breathing and inhaling large gulps of fresh air Tsukuyomi did his best to slow his heart rate and gather his stamina knowing full well that the battle was far from over.

When the Arrancar allowed his spiritual pressure to wash over the area though Tsukuyomi couldn't remain standing dropping to his knees almost immediately. He had to stay calm in order to be of any importance now that his right was useless. Based on what he was feeling he wasn't quite sure he ever had even a small glimpse of a chance against this Arrancar. Even now with Yishnir here with him the idea of overcoming this monster was almost laughable.

"Our agreement while for the betterment of all involved has reached it's conclusion. You defeated me. I can no longer push you as I am now. Should Yishinir face you in single combat I'll stand dow. Should you do anything nefarious or out of line I won't hesitate to attack once again." This was good so long as they kept his attention on them then the citizens of the Rukongai were safe and could get further away. Not to mention more shinigami were without a doubt on the way. It was only a matter of time now, just how much they could gain though was the question.

Mikoto: 2/7

Remaining reiatsu: 3950/6000

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Yetsuna internally rolled her eyes with a mental sigh, JESUS those guys could talk. When she had mentioned the monologue from the arrancar she didn't actually expect him to take up the offer. And what was with the weird form of speech? and why the hell was Tsu doing it too? Were they just trying to seem fancy or something? Seriously she could have said the same things both of them had in like half of the words. Anyway....

Seems that Tsu made a bet with the arrancar that he had lost and the cost was to be his life, a noble offer, but stupid as well. She got the impulse, but all it would do is MAYBE buy some time before he did this again, and that's assuming he followed the deal in the first place. Arrancar weren't exactly known for being honest people. As the two of them had their exchange it was left up to her whether or not she wanted to take up the bet, which she fully intended to do, but not for the most obvious of reasons; to buy some extra time for people to flee.

Clashing blades as a distinct sound, one easily noticed and surprisingly loud, more so when being swung with an excess of strength. The sound of the two of them fighting had likely roused at least one person from their sleep to witness them, from there that person would tell others and people would attempt to get out. Sticking around when a shinigami is engaged in a fight is a quick way to end up as a casualty, even if the one fighting is trying to prevent it, so people knew to get out of dodge when the fighting starts.

The redhead wasn't dumb enough to think that he would actual hold to just using blades, especially based on the half severed arm of Tsu. He would use an underhanded trick the moment she began to push him to try, though thankfully her powers and general reaction time would likely be able to compensate when he tried, so for now, playing by his rules was to her interest. "I may be a bitch, but I ain't no pet," the redhead fired back confidently in response to what the arrancar had said, "If you wanna have a one on one tussle we can have a go, though you'll quickly find I'm not as delicate as this guy and I hit a lot harder," she tilted her head towards Tsu.

Pulling her fist back Yetsuna would punch into the ground, burying her fist before drawing it back out, withdrawing a sword for the earth, one similar to Ishio's sealed form, a hand and a half sized buster sword. Generally she didn't mind showing off her powers a bit, but because she knew this guy had some cards in reserve she might has well hide a few herself. She'd repeat the gesture with her other arm this time though this time the earth would crawl up her arm, coating it like a plated sleeve to act as a makeshift shield.

She'd take the tip of the blade and point it at Col, "You talk a big game and made he get all dressed up, you better not disappoint me, been a while since I had a good sword fight." she'd turn to look at Tsu, "You should probably move useless you wanna get caught in the crossfire here. Try not to pass out either please, I'd rather not have to worry about him taking a potshots at your unconscious body when I start kicking his ass," she commented in a half joke/half serious tone. "Now," she said turning back to the arrancar, "without further adieu, I believe it's customary to let the lady go first?" she asked, obviously inferring that Col take the lead. Sure it was an easy insult and she likely could have made something better, but if he was gonna call her a pet, why shouldn't she call him a woman. Which raised the question, why was that an insult? Women are awesome. And we're getting a bit off track here.

[Col Arana]

Col accepted Tsukuyomi's answer to his offer with a curious look upon his face. "I think I should be insulted, Tsukuyomi Kawada, that you would consider becoming a part of my being so much worse than the alternative. You've been excellent company, and I might have liked to have kept your company for quite some time. Alas though. I did say I would allow you the choice for your fate. And it seems you have chosen death by the sword. An honorable end, if a bit of a drab one for a Shinigami, such as yourself." At the notion of a survivor one day growing up and defeating Col, the arrancar gave a patronizing smile, not unlike one that a parent might give a child for suggesting that people just get along, to stop war. "Perhaps you are right, but if you are, well. That will not be for some time. I suppose I should simply enjoy the next century or two whilst this prophetic Shinigami trains themselves to the level they can best me. I imagine a good four or five hundred years of life is quite a lot of time, and in any case, your Zanpakuto would only purify me and send me back to Soul Society. Who knows. I might even remember this~ When I am purified, I'll be certain to lay a laurel on your memorial tombstone. Ah, but you're a Kawada aren't you? Are they not one of the Great Noble Houses? A shame. I might have some difficulty getting there to pay my respects." Col chided and teased away, taunting Tsukuyomi with hypotheticals that would likely never come to pass.

Yetsuna's retort to Col's little nickname for him, caused him to smirk in amusement, as though he were watching a puppy try to walk on two legs. "My apologies~ I will be certain to call you by your preferred name, Miss Bitch." Col taunted Yetsuna, looking between her and Tsukuyomi. "So. You're suggesting you're significantly stronger than Mr. Kawada are you?" He inquired, his eyes darting back at Tsukuyomi as the other Shinigami attempted his taunt. "In truth, Tsukuyomi Kawada, I extended that arrangement to you, and only to you, because you seemed like a decent man, and worthy of such a deal with me. This little minx on the other hand..." He stated, looking at Yetsuna, and then smirked. "Ah. My apologies. Would "this little bitch" be preferable?"

"In truth. I don't mind fighting both of you at once, and giving Mr. Kawada an ending worthy of his valor. If you believe you are stronger than he is, I may have to fight you more seriously. Tsukuyomi Kawada gave me quite a fright, on two accords my dear little bitch~" Col said, continuing to use the nickname Yetsuna had suggested for him. Col's eyes narrowed. "He also ruined my sleeve." He added, adjusting the shredded sleeve of his coat. "Ahh... this won't do at all. It's positively in tatters. What a pity." Col lifted his plasma blade to his sleeve, and lightly cut off the hanging remnants, turning his jacket into a short-sleeved shirt on the one side. "It will be difficult to find a good tailor that can rectify this." He looked over at Yetsuna, who warned him not to disappoint her. "So. You also intend to duel me with blades alone?" He asked, scrutinizing her. She'd procured the weapon from the ground itself. "You wound me to assume I would be so rude as to involve another in a duel between us. With that said..." Col stated. "That's an unusual ability. How may I trust you that there is no trick to your weapon?" Col asked of Yetsuna. "Procuring a blade from the earth itself is an interesting power indeed. A time ago I fought a duel with one of your peers, who could freely manipulate the shape of her blade, and it was a somewhat unfortunate experience for both of us. Can I so ascertain that you will not do the same?" He asked, his eyes glinting, as he pointed his Zanpakuto at Yetsuna.

As far as Yetsuna's taunt went Col merely gave a polite chuckle. "Your barbs need work. That one was quite dull, coming from you." He replied. "You must think quite lowly of yourself, if you use that phrase as an insult. Or perhaps you merely think quite highly of me?" Col chided. He had not used an attack of his own as of just yet.

[Yetsuna Yishnir]

Jesus this guy could talk, easily one of the most talkative people she had met. Somewhat annoyingly the man decided to take her joke about being a bitch and "run" with it, but not in a good way, he was doing a super tired routine. Insults didn't really phase her much with a few exceptions, she dished them out so it kinda makes sense you wanna be able to take them back, but if someone was going to do that she at least wanted something somewhat interesting out of. "Seriously?" she'd ask the arrancar incredulously, "You're gonna run with that bit? Can you try to do something a bit less played out? I don't mind the insults, but at least try to do something interesting with them." 

As she held her stone blade towards the creature he asked her if she truly planned on fighting him alone with only a sword in hand, "For now," she responded with a small devilish smile, "Though whether or not it stays that way is up to you. So long as you play nice and keep to the rules, the sword will stay a sword, break that agreement however and I can't really promise it will stay that way. And let's be real here, we both know that someone here was gonna cheat, it would be you." Her line wasn't intended to be a threat, more an idea of what was to come without giving away a lot. She knew he would break the agreement in some way and she was just establishing that if he did she'd be unshackled from the deals constraints as well.

When the man commented on her quip she merely gave a shrug, "Not really," she responded offhandedly, "Most guys get weirdly offended by being called girls for some reason. You didn't seem like the type to appreciate my quips, but since you obviously seem to care I'll work on another one just for you? how's that sound?" she asked patronizingly.

There'd be a pause as neither moved. Why wasn't he attacking? He seemed too smart to not think that there weren't reinforcements mustering to come and apprehend him, so why the delay? Granted it played to her benefit too, the longer the wait before the fight started, the more time there was for people to escape, but there had to be an endgame here. No, there was was an endgame, she got the vibe this guy was a cunning bastard if she'd ever met one, so what was he planning.

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Despite everything had been been happening the last few minutes Tsukuyomi had to remember that should Yishnir start to lose against the Arrancar, he had no choice, but step in and attempt to kill him again. He couldn't feel his right arm and he wouldn't regain it until it was healed. If such a thing was possible. Yishnir just had to run her mouth though like always. The two of them didn't know much of one another yet Tsukuyomi knew from the first time they had met that she was overconfident and if not careful that was going to get her, him and every citizen in the district killed.

If the both of them did manage to survive this then he would have to do two things alongside Yishnir. First he would have to thank her in someway perhaps buying her something or taking her to a friendly dinner. The second . . . . would be besting her in combat after he fucking remark. What a bitch! She hadn't seen the clash between them at all and even if she had been here she would have been to slow to do anything. Thinking she was tougher than him if this wasn't a life threatening situation he might have lost it. She just always had a big mouth.

Strangely enough although he was staying quiet and out of the battle to start between them now . . . it wasn't starting. Tsukuyomi was surprised as to why the Arrancar hadn't already started to attack Yishnir like he had him. She was clad in some armor of stone it looked while using a very crude looking slab of stone that apparently she considered a sword. He didn't have confidence in what he was seeing and thus he swung Mikoto crafting another two moons of reiatsu that began to rotate around him with the other five. "What's keeping them?"

Mikoto: 3/7

New Moons: (7)

Remaining reiatsu: 3800/6000
New Moons: {-150}

[Col Arana]

Col raised an eyebrow at Yetsuna's annoyance. "I am merely acquiescing to your wishes. Does that not please you?" He asked, with amusement. "Or is there another name or phrase you would like me to refer to you?" Col asked, lightly shifting his weight from side to side as he spoke. In his battle against Tsukuyomi, Tsukuyomi's high speed had forced Col to fight at speeds outside his comfort level and had left the arrancar somewhat winded, but this conversation was giving him ample time to recover his strength, and catch his breath. But besides that, Col was in a fairly distant and remote section of the Rukongai. He knew full well that in light of recent invasions and attacks, the Gotei's ability to patrol this far out were limited. A full fledged clash would certainly cause a disturbance that might attract others but with knowledge that two Vice Captains had been dispatched to this area? Col was quite confident that there would be no further disruptions tonight. After-all. A single Vice Captain was generally regarded as strong enough to watch out for multiple Rukon districts. That there were two in the same place was a very unlikely coincidence. That Soul Society might consider there to be a threat greater than two Vice Captains could defend against? Unlikely. At least it would be unlikely until the district started getting torn down. But even then, Col estimated there would be a minimum of a ten minute response time. Word would have to get out, and Shinigami runners would have to be deployed, and so-on and so-forth. In short, the very fact that Yetsuna was here was proof to Col that he had nothing more to worry about with regards to others joining in now.

Yetsuna's comment caused Col to smirk. "If you are telling the truth~" Col stated. "Then why is the entire earth around us, saturated with your reiatsu?" Col hadn't missed that at all. Not in the least. "You wound me. I have done nothing to warrant such distrust~" Col said in a tone that suggested he wasn't really bothered. He looked at Tsukuyomi Kawada. "Had I been of the mindset of "cheating" your dear little companion would presently be dust right now." He stated. "Along with most of this district. But perhaps you may ask Tsukuyomi Kawada how well I kept to the terms of our duel, and whether I violated any accords we arranged beforehand."

Yetsuna added a comment about how men were often bothered. "Really? I suppose Soul Society is less progressive than I had given it credit for. How shameful." Col replied coolly as he began to pace in a long circle around the two, bringing him closer to the wooden walls of the surrounding buildings. He saw two moons begin to circle Tsukuyomi. "Well, Tsukuyomi Kawada?" He asked. "Are you intending to rejoin this fight beside your comrade, after-all?" He asked. "I hope you realize that if matters continue into such unfair conditions as a two on one fight, I may be forced to fight you more seriously. And you understand what the consequences of that shall be, no?" He proposed. "Are you so certain you wish to do that?" He cautioned the Nakabakki, malice gleaming in his scarlet irises.