Trouble, An Espada Specialty [NDE, R]

[Ailene Haschiro]

Thread Title: Trouble, An Espada Specialty
Participants: Kazuna Hashiro & Nola Vilde
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: The Outskirts of Karakura Town
Special Conditions: None
Circumstances: Out on his own, Kazuna is out and about, in Karakura town. Normally facilitating a Hollow invasion, Kazuna is out for recreation this time. This, of course, means that the streets run red with some blood. After getting his fair share of killing, liberating people from the prison of flesh, he is about to head out before he runs into a Soul Reaper who isn't all too pleased with his work.

[Ailene Haschiro]

The sands of Hueco Mundo can be seen adrift, a figure walking through the barren wasteland. Who other than Kazuna, a formerly newly appointed Espada, is seen to walk the white sands. As he continues to trek on and on, he is reminded just how dull and boring Hueco Mundo is. The occasional Hollow running around is certainly amusing, but it does not provide enough entertainment to Kazuna to keep him here. He wanted to do something fun or at least fun to the Arrancar that dwelled in Las Noches. 

Stopping to think about his options, he realized that there really weren't many. He could bug Adolf, being the pushover that he normally is or he could do something more interesting. One of his aspirations was to rid people of the prison of flesh. To liberate them and bring their soul into death. Why? Simple. It pleased Kazuna to see a life snuffed out at times albeit most of the time he really didn't care. Today was...different. He was his normal nihilistic self, but something deep and primal called to him. A good old-fashioned slaughter.

A simple process for an Espada, Kazuna opened a Garganta to quickly jump through. Naturally not telling his fellow Espada, he wanted to have the fun this time. Calmly walking at a snail's pace, it gave him time to think. This rush of excitement was new. Perhaps one of the emotions available to him as a pure nihilist. As he drew closer and closer to the other opening, it opened up worlds of ideas in his mind. Of how he could pursue some poor innocent person and just help them. Help them by ending a miserable existence that was inevitably going to fade anyway.

With that, the rift calmly opened in the midst of Karakura town. Stepping out of it, his bare feet landing on the cold concrete, Kazuna smiled at the sight of the moon. Seeing the moon in something other than a sea of black ink, never illuminated in any starlight gave Kazuna a fleeting sense of joy. As always it would fade and he began to take a small walk around. The walk continued on for a few minutes until Kazuna came across an interesting sight. His poor first victim.

In many ways, Kazuna could be interpreted as a depiction of the Grim Reaper. A poor soul that reaps others because it is quite frankly, it's job. Wielding a scythe was a great addition to the overall theme. Unlike the Grim Reaper, however, Kazuna was not here to pass judgment because a souls time has come or to serve a higher omnipotent power although the King of Las Noches was quite the figure to behold.

A young man, carrying a bag of groceries late at night was quite the easy target. Slowly lowering his scythe from his back, he had a malevolent grin on his face. A quick movement of the arm and a little bit of weight shifting later, resulting in the inevitable loss of life. The blood-curdling death scream was the crescendo of the musical piece of death to Kazuna. It was a necessary evil. Death had to occur for life to begin anew. In this case, however, life was the last thing that Kazuna sought to give.

Looking at his work, Kazuna began to chuckle gently. What was this rush he was feeling? Maybe a combination of both fear and adrenaline. The fear of being found out, but the adrenaline of 'helping' people expedite their death. Life was insignificant to Kazuna. The fact that death was inevitable made the time and point of death completely and utterly irrelevant to him. For all he cared, a child dying was no different from an elderly person succumbing to the void. It was all a matter of time and one ran out of luck compared to the other.

This continued on for a bit. Fountains of blood spraying across buildings, people retreating into their homes in hopes of avoiding the unseen threat. Kazuna now riddled with human blood taps the bottom of the hilt of his scythe to the ground. Not for any purpose other than to declare that his need for bloodlust was gone. In fact, Kazuna had difficulty recalling why his bloodlust had grown so big in this one time. Regardless, he headed out.

Walking on to the outskirts he thought about what the families must think of their loved one's death. The pain, the anguish, the fear of what was to come to them as well eventually. But not necessarily by Kazuna's hand. Whether by time, the hand of another human, or just bad luck, they all were going to meet the same fate. It was all absolute. Death was the fairest judge of all as death did not discriminate. It could not. It was an idea, a state of being. Nothing to be trifled with and Kazuna as a spectre of nihilism, embraced it in its entirety.

Finally reaching the outskirts of the town, Kazuna looked back and reminisced about those killings. Adult men, women, Middle-aged and one elderly case. Was it callous? Maybe. But it didn't matter. For all Kazuna cared, he was doing them a favor. Before preparing to open his Garganta to return to Hueco Mundo, Kazuna felt a presence. One that was not Hollow nor human. This could only mean one thing. A Soul Reaper was searching for him. With that in mind, he stood still, waiting for the inevitable to arrive.

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{Stats & Skills}
Strength - 100 x .6 = 60
Speed - 150
Spiritual Pressure - 100
Reiatsu Strength - 100 x 1.75 = 175
Light Aura - 40
Dark Aura - 60
Instinct - 100
Senses - 50
Energy Sensory - 50
Healing Expertise - 50


Total SP: [700 Points]


[Analyzing] [3]



[Calm Mind] [2]



[Strength of Will] [1]



[Anti-Stealth] [2]



[Illusion Resist] [1]



[Lack of Fear] [2]



[Battle Analysis] [2]



[Pain Tolerance] [2]

[Nola Vilde]

She felt....good! It had been quite a while since she'd been in charge of any Squad outtings. admittedly ever since her demotion she had been put into more menial tasks, and with all the new memebers of Squad 10, things had become rather hectic, she had found herself mostly running around, doing errands or moving paperwork along. But of course, she did have some places where she shined. She was an exemplary combatant to say the least, and time and time again she had shown to be more than competent on the battlefield, especially in group operations, she was perhaps one of the more proficcient of the squad members, especially outside of release.

That said, it had come to pass that for once she was actually in charge of a deployment! A blip on the hollow radar had drawn some attention. Low level monsters, nothing that really warranted attention. A single weak Gillian signature had been sensed, but it wasn't anything they couldn't handle. She had been...nervous a little, seeing the few other unseated members she had been put in charge of. And of course an officer. Eleventh seat, Katakin Korura. He wasn't in charge of the operation, and was simply there to observe Nola as she led the squad.

She honestly was a little...intimidated. She had never actually been in charge of anything before. Her advance previously to fifth seat had been a result of her battle potential assessed by Captain Hotaru Kuchiki, so after the demotion and the subsequent rereview, apparently her superiors had been a little skeptical. She felt a bit of a knot in her throat as she watched her fellow squad mates take down the gillian and proceed to mop up the hollows. To be frank she felt a little...useless. It seemed that Squad leader mostly directed the others. with a lack of any significant threat, she simply coordinated the pairs to deal with the hollows. And once the small fry had been mopped up? even the Gillian fell easily enough, with only minor injuries sustained. One of the unseated had been caught up in a cero, but their partner had been able to protect them with a Bakudo.

She sighed as she watched her squadmates rest and recover, a sheepish smile on her face. The Eleventh seat had a smile on his face, amused at her clear nervousness, but he assured her that she was doing fine. And why shouldn't she be? She had been a fifth seat at one point. But of course... the merriment nad lax atmosphere only lasted so long. When suddenly a heavy spiritual pressure was suddenly felt. Nola felt her skin crawl and she watched some of the weaker squad members promptly collapse and faint on the spot as Nola almost jumped out of her skin. "Sh-shit!" she squeaked out, turning only to see the Eleventh seat barely able to move. In fact, all of the rest of the squad couldn't even take this spiritual pressure! She gulped, and promptly opened up a senkaimon.

"Get back to the Gotei! I will deal with the arrancar! You are to report back and send backup whenever you can! Get going!" She ordered them. They had brief looks of hesitation, but the seated officer soon had everyone moving into the senkaimon. When the last of he squadmates was out, he paused, looking back to her. She gave what she really hoped was a confident smile and nodded to him. "I-I'll be fine. Go on!" She then saw him seem to cheer up a little, and then continued on out, the senkaimon closing behind him. Nola suddenly felt so.... alone. alone with this monster.

She swallowed and turned, promptly leaping out and beginnint to scan the area for signs of it. Of course it really didn't take long at all. The sight of carved up bodies off in the distance tipped her off. She was awful at sensing spiritual pressure, but she was soon able to make her way away from the city, and....there he was! An arrancar right before her. No less he seemed to be staring right at her, causing her to swallow audibly as she let her eyes focus intently on him. Of course he might be a bit...surprised. Outside of her uniform, there were a number of odd things about Nola. First and foremost was that platinum blonde hair of hers, very much a pure white that shined so very slightly in the moonlight.

But of course the most noteable feature was that bright red skin of hers. She narrowed her eyes and pulled her zanpaku'to from its sheath, that long, exotic weapon, a long needle that was essentially her blade, held by the massive eye of the needle like a handle. she pointed the strange weapon at him and put up a standard sword stance, swallowing loudly as she took a brief moment. That fear suddenly vanishing as she entered Duty Mode. She could not allow this hollow to intimidate her! Hollow. Arrancar. Bount. No matter what she faced, she....she had to be decisive!

"You do not belong here, Arrancar! Your slaying of the nearby humans is a violation of our laws. I...I-I would suggest you continue to leave, or I will be forced to remove you myself!" She called out commandingly at the arrancar. She had not yet spotted any number, so for all she knew this was just one of the normal fraccion or numeros. She had a very poor sense of spiritual sensing, so she couldn't even determine his relative power to her own. He was stronger than her, but she had no idea HOW strong. And of course she would seem....weak. Reiatsu strength was the determining factor for any sensable power, at least outside of release. So to Kazuna? She would seem weak as a butterfly. Especially with her shaking.

She honestly wasn't sure how to do this. She almost felt like she should have just attacked him! But...b-but no that didn't feel right. She didn't know if she could even take this guy. If this guy turned out to be really strong then she just needed to hold out until reinforcements arrived! She needed to be careful for now, she would only be able to rest easy after she saw what he was capable of. After that it would be as simple as adjusting herself to stall for time, or if he was weak enough, defeat him as quickly as possible. For just a brief moment, she wondered about releasing. But immediately the notion was pushed aside. N-no. She couldn't just keep using such a horrible release so willy nilly. It was already driving her insane. Sh-she could handle this without it for now!

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{Nola's Stats and Skills}
1100 SP (400 from Class, 700 from Training)

Strength: 100 (70)
Speed: 250 (175)
Spiritual Pressure: 300 (900)
Reiatsu Strength: 100 (70)

Light Aura: 100
Dark Aura: 0

Instinct: 250 (175)
Senses: 100 (70)
Energy Senses: 0 (0)
Healing Expertise: 0 (0)

Strength of Will: 2
Pain Resist: 2
Charisma: 2
Weapon: Swords 2
Crafting: 2
Memory: 2
Hoho: 1
Kido: 1
Imitation: 1

[Ailene Haschiro]

Naturally waiting for the spiritual being to close in, Kazuna was patiently waiting. As his initial bloodlust settled, becoming more calm and reserved, he thought about what kind of opponent this adversary would be. How strong would they be? Could Kazuna take them? What was the extent of their powers? All these thoughts brewing inside that little head of his, he simply pushed it aside as the guest of honor arrived to greet Kazuna with nothing else than a threat, no wonder due to the slaughter fest farther into the town.

Thinking about it and listening, a small smirk touched his lips. His back facing this woman, he continued smirking. "Look Shinigami...your position gives you no jurisdiction over me. Your laws bore to me to the point of absurdity." Slowly moving his scythe over to his scythe, he slowly walked closer, allowing the scythe to drag against the floor. Sparks and minute sounds of metal scraping against concrete formed, creating a chilling sound.

As he walked closer, there was a sudden disappearance. The use of a Sonido, accelerating him to a speed of 1300, signified by quick vibrations in the air. The space behind Nola feeling denser, he suddenly appeared. Holding up his scythe so the hilt blocked any traditional strike from something like a blade, Kazuna would deliver a quick kick, aimed at her stomach. The strike was not lethal by any means, but it was meant to stagger her. The real strike was in the next use of his scythe.

If the kick was successful and staggered the Shinigami, it would allow him to capitalize on it. With his scythe, took a step back before pivoting on his foot, a single scythe strike from the side using the pivot as a way to increase his own attacks momentum. It was the primary benefit of having such a long weapon. It made 'ranged' combat effective for Kazuna than if he had a simple blade like a Shinigami would use.

Kazuna was not done there, however. In the case that the attack was parried, he would pivot even more now using the hilt of the scythe to hit Nola in the side. A brutal display of a clashing whirlwind of steel, Kazuna had the capability to use his scythe in imaginative ways, the weapon itself being somewhat unconventional, to begin with. It allowed a certain degree of unpredictability. Nowhere near to the fighting of a crazed madman, but more the inexperience most had with the weapon gave Kazuna a distinct advantage.

If the former kick was a stagger, the whirling of the scythe was meant to flat out knock Nola aside. If this were successful, assuming that Nola successfully parried the initial kick and scythe strike, she would presumedly be lying on the ground. In this event, a smirk touched his lips. "Let's see the Grim Reaper do his work..", ending the knockdown by bringing his scythe down in a vertical fashion, outright trying to split Nola's head open like a pumpkin. Of course in the event that this secondary strike was also parried or outright dodged, Kazuna would remain more passive and wait for the Shinigami's move.

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{Reaitsu}
-100 Sonido (1 Step)
Reaitsu Capacity - 900/1000

[Nola Vilde]

Nola was frowning, her eyes narrowed in response to the arrancar's reply. She should have expected as much from an arrancar in terms of speech. "Do...do you HAVE to be an ass ab-" She tensed! She had been in the middle of her response when the arrancar suddenly vanished. And she felt that depression of density. What?1 She blinked, so distracted by the fact of how MUCH notice she was given that she turned as that kick hit her, preventing it from properly connecting as she still stumbled to the floor.

She had seen MANY step techniques in her time, but that was the first she had been able to follow so....easily! Not only that but the arrancar went straight for her back, an almost textbook attack. Was he holding back? Was this some sort of trick? She watched as that scythe blade moved in, and she shifted herself, the air gleaming between her fingers as that blade swiped her, she tensed, seeming to stop the blade between her fingers before she stumbled and toppled to the ground from the attack, landing on her back with a grunt as she let out a little noise. This....this worried her. No ,was....was this perhaps an actual weak arrancar? She had thought that arrancar were ....nightmares!She ...even thought of an idea...

As that arrancar SLASHED down, attempting to cut her head open, she raised her hand. She felt fear prickling inside her, the air gleaming, leaving her hand, leaving it simply bare. And when that blade SLAMMED into her palm, it stopped. In an instant there was a RECOIL, a SURGE of spiritual energy as the Espada would suddenly feel their arm BURST with lacerations, slicing their way up his arm and even cutting up part of his torso on that side from the massive difference between her spiritual pressure and his reiatsu strength. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she would aim to SHOVE him back and away from her! He....he really WAS weak!

"You....you really picked the wrong girl to try and carve up." She murmured and allowed her eyes to harden, still shaking as she tried to look intimidating, waving her free hand, so that that gleam in the air showed. Those almost invisible strings of reishi. What she had used to block his attacks from before....well semi-block. She had been so surprised that she had been knocked around even though those attacks had hit the strings instead of her. But now she adjusted herself. She ...honestly never really prepared herself for physical fights.

"I uh..." she sweated. "I'....I know this is a really lame and cliche thing to say. But uh...without releasing.... that blade?" she nodded to his scythe. "Will never cut me. M-my name is Nola Vilde. Unseated member of Squad 10. F-formerly the Fifth Seat. And I c-can guarentee...if you try to fight me. You'll die." she stated as she pointed that needle-like weapon at him and attempted to give him what looked like a death glare, but really only kinda looked constipated. She always felt awkward when people failed when trying to cut her! Especially with how bad this guy had gotten it. With cuts that deep, that one arm would no doubt be useless.

She felt herself internally sigh. That air gleaming as she waved her hand, weaving those strings around her, almost menacingly. Attempting to intimidate the arrancar into thinking that it was a powerful technique. Of course she wa using one of th weaker versions of it. Either the arrancar would be afraid and flee, o-or he would try to call her bluff. Either way, she still felt anxious about it all. This....this was no hollow. It was an actual arrancar! She was.... a little worried. "J-just leave. I w-would prefer not to hurt you!" She insisted, again stalling for time. She would be much happier letting her squad deal with this one. She always felt so alone when she fought one on one! Tiems like this she actually wished she was a bount sometimes!

-50 Reiatsu for Advanced Air Arsenal: Air Strings class 6
String Durability: 200
Difference between Nola's Sppr and Kazuna's Rs: 725

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{Relevant Cutback paragraph}
Lacerations are caused by using a bladed attack to try and cut your opponent. For raw impact type attacks, such as punches and kicks, different damage is caused as the blunt force is reflected back onto the attacker. At at difference of 150, minor bruising will appear. At 250, major bruising as well as potential muscular damage will appear and make your limbs difficult to use. At 350, the impact damage will be so intense that they will cover the entire limb and potentially render it useless depending on the severity and intensity of the physical attack. At a 500+ difference, the impact will start to spread to the area of the torso attached to the limb, and that limb will be broken. With an 800+ difference, the major impact spread to pairs of limbs (either both arms or both legs), bruise and break them, and make minor bruising along the torso appear.

-0 Reiatsu for Intimidation no Jutsu
8950/9000 Reiatsu remaining

[Ailene Haschiro]

As his assaults landed, he had a brief smile, but that would not last for long. The most surprising thing was that this...this Shinigami basically caught Kurakusabyou. Admittedly causing him to go even paler than usual, he rapidly blinked at Nola. How was she simply holding his blade, the clear resistance of her incredible spiritual pressure preventing him from cutting through things like he normally does? Although..this would not be the worst of his problems as he would soon learn the pains of his actions.

As the blade rested on her hand, grinding against it, an almost unholy scream originated from Kazuna. That significant difference causing the worst pain imaginable to rise to his arms. His affected arm almost immediately appeared carved with lacerations and severe bleeding. This significant hellish pain rose to his shoulder, covering his skin in putrid and painful lacerations. Most important was the effect on the rest of his body.

The pain continued onto his torso even, a stream of blood dripping from his lacerated skin. The pain was unbearable, forcing Kazuna to take a knee as he stared at Nola. Somehow his apathy was surviving the ordeal. This did not make him mad more than it just outright confused him. He had encountered cutback while fighting other Shinigami, but never to this severity. It was as if all the cutting force behind his own strikes were applied to his own body and tripled in strength. The pain still remaining undescribable, he began exhaling rapidly, trying to regain some composure.

His arm and chest now being torn up, he held onto Kurakusabyou tightly. Continuing to look on with apathy, he blinked a bit. "Yo...you don't say..." Breathing became so much harder, the shock soon setting in. He had fought some other Soul Reapers and each left him rather outmatched. He was a pup in a world of hounds. No place to go, but the presence of Hueco Mundo which he sometimes detested. This girl clearly had far superior pressure to be able to affect him in this way. 

A now almost human smile appeared on his face as she mentioned his release. Kazuna did not know much about his release other than it changed him. He did not know how as the psychopathy locked behind the release only knew of its own presence, not of this current pre-release Kazuna. "Pity? You are calling me weak aren't you?" He huffed loudly and tried to force himself to his feet. "T..there is no being stronger than the fabled Espada." With that statement, it was easy to deduce that Kazuna was one of them. Just which number, Nola most likely couldn't tell. Didn't matter anyway. He was so hopelessly outmatched that the rankings were almost minute and trivial.

Quivering slightly as he stood, the pain still affecting him as he continued shivering profusely. "Too bad on that wish. There is obviously a clear spiritual difference between us..." He began to sigh using his scythe hilt as a support for his now disabled arm. It was quite clear that it would most likely be of little use, out of commission if you will for the time being. Regardless, Kazuna still remaining adamant about waiting for Nola's attack, began to place emphasis in his wording. "Retreat is for those with no backbone..I have no intention of retreating..." His broken bones literally cracking, he held his scythe, waiting patiently.

[Nola Vilde]

Nola blinked, rather surprised not only that the man was taking that injury so well, but that he even intended to fight anyway! She swallowed audibly as he went on about ....Espada?! She blinked, eyes wide. NOW she was worried. No matter how weak this man seemed, if he truly was an espada, then there HAD to be something dangerous about him. She narrowed her eyes and allowed those strings to flicker, brows knitting together as she focused harder on him. If that was the case then she could not allow herself to go too easy on him. She shook her head slowly.

"Are you even listening to yourself?! Look at your arm! It's useless! What are you even going to do to me? Just run! It's not like anyone is here to see you!" She called out, trying to reason with him as she felt her heart twist painfully with the man's resolve. He was really ugly and...creepy at that. But even so he seemed to have a good will and spirit to him. How could she kill someone like this? Maybe he even had friends, family, people who cared about him. She hesitated to even think of just snuffing him out. She gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes at him.

"Pride is no reason to kill yourself! You should try to LIVE! Don't....don't you..." She trailed off, her eyes tearing up. "DON'T YOU ESPADA HAVE ANYTHING TO LIVE FOR?!" She suddenly cried out, a look of anger on her face, clearly bothered that this espada would throw his life away during such a menial encounter between the two of them. He had just been about to leave! He had no reason to be here! Why did he feel he had to fight her?! She couldn't fathom it, and the ver notion of so carelessly killing someone over this, even an Espada, it didn't sit well with her.

Suddenly, her hand LATCHED onto the handle of her zanpaku'to, and suddenly, the air ROILED as her spiritual pressure readied itself, the po tential power of her release suddenly being felt in the air, like the whisper of death's breath on the back of one's neck. The air suddenly going black as her reiatsu rippled around her, preparing to release, but holding herself back just a little as she narrowed her eyes at the Espada. "Give me one good reason why you have to fight me. If you don't, then .....then....then I'll kill you!" She shouted.

And there was something very different about the tone she used that time around. There was no stammer, no uncertainty, no attempt at being intimidating. There was a RESOLVE in that last word. Of course she knew that she didn't have the ability to just kill him. Not by herself. But she did have a way of FORCING herself to get into the mood of doing so. Her heart raced and she was already beginning to sweat, even going a little nauseous at the idea of doing such a thing. But....she was determined. If he would be so set on throwing his life away on some meaningless encounter. Then she was going to MAKE it meaningful. "This is your last chance to leave with your life!"

[Ailene Haschiro]

Kazuna continued breathing in pain, still in utmost agony due to that vicious cutback effect. It really annoyed Kazuna to be shown up by this ignorant brat. Why didn't she get it. He was an Espada. An elite Arrancar meant to decimate all she and the Soul Society ever stood for. He was the direct antithesis to her. The opposite side of a coin. He did not get how she could beg him to run. Did this weigh heavily on her conscious? Death? It was irrelevant and as she mentioned whether he has anything to live for, he went silent and his eyes lost all color.

Kazuna struggled to his feet, his will allowing him to at least partially withstand the pain as he held Kurakusabyou, his scythe, in his blood-dripped hand. His voice itself changed in tandem with hers. He shook his head and looked up at her, his eyes still grey and piercing. "Some..thing to live for? I represent the nihilism...the lack of motivation that resides within us all." Now establishing his aspect of death as nihilism, he blinked. "N..no..I did care. Once. About someone. But she was taken. They all were. My family...my friend...until I was the only one left."

His eyes now darkened to proportions that appeared as dark and murky as the night sky if all the stars had the life snuffed out of them and only the inky blackness remained. His voice now almost extinguished of joy and life, he raised his scythe to his head. "Why I fight you? I fight you because you remind me...all you Soul Reapers remind me of that one...the one that took my friend from me. For being an Arrancar. Because your laws deemed her a vile abomination like the rest of us. I fight so I can be competent enough to protect a person I attach to so that nothing may happen to them..."

With that, something snapped inside Kazuna. Her threats...the surge of emotions and her overall demeanor created a whirlwind of anger and spite, fueled by only the need to kill after this next move was complete. He tapped the bottom of the hilt against the ground, his voice remaining low, but audible so she could hear just what he was saying. "...Rot and Decay, Kurakusabyou." A sudden surge of spiritual pressure released and Kazuna gripped his head in pain as his Zanpakutou began to fade away, turning into dust and fading away.

As this occurred he would appear defenseless until his whimpering turned silent. In the span of a few seconds, Kazuna's very flesh would turn grey. It would rot away, his decaying skin shedding to reveal a grey skin tone underneath. His eyes shrunk and simply faded into his eye sockets. With the decaying of his flesh, his robes began to rip appearing tattered and aged, losing its pure white hue and appeared stained. In both of his hands materialized Kurakusabyou's released state. Two dual kamas appeared, a beautifully sharp blade adorned in inverted colors. As this was done, he rested his head, letting it sink. A laugh was heard.

Kazuna's voice sounded warped. Almost happy. Naturally, the sadistic happiness sounded pure and innocent, but his next words indicated the direct opposite. "Blood splatters on the ground...Blood on the floor...let's spill your blood, you poor little soul." He began to laugh maniacally, sounding literally insane as his crazed split personality began to dig itself deeper into his mind, rooting more and more control. Naturally, this only appeared in the event that he released, but this...personality was a vile and psychopathic killer, going to any lengths to make his victim suffer severely.

A quick second later and Kazuna performed another similar strategy appearing behind Nola once more. This time the Sonido carried him at his limits with a step technique, traveling at an astounding speed of 1950. This time, however, something was different. Kazuna was attacked viciously with one of his dual kamas, his other arm being barely able to move due to the injury. His blades, however, were coursing with a thick purple reiatsu. Without any sensory abilities, it would at least appear like a mist to the naked eye. Slashing at her a total of 4 times, brutally attacked her through vicious kama strikes, the true nature of the attack would be felt. 

In the event that the girl dared to block or even take the hits assuming she wanted to be nice or was too slow to react in the nick of time, she would find herself to feel different. If it hit her blade at any point, little growing bumps similiar to swollen lymph nodes during the era of the Bubonic Plague would form on her hands. Conversely, if she was struck at any point other than the blade, the location of contact would form a vicious bleeding bump that had the same effect as if it hit her blade. Regardless, if she got hit by all strikes...this would not bode well for her. His voice still sounding sadistic and twisted, he softly spoke. "Now simply waste away..." Ending with that spine chilling laugh.

Ressureccion - 1/8

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{Reiatsu Capacity}
-400 Release
-100 Sonido
-100 Volatile Decay (4x)
Reaitsu - 400/1000
Reaitsu After Release - 300/1000

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{Volatile Decay}
Technique Name: Volatile Decay


Technique Description and Effects:
Volatile Decay acts very similar to a short-lived form of necrosis. It is applied upon contact of his Zanpakutou. Any hit with the blade will apply Volatile Decay. The contact point includes any body part or the targets release weapon. It is an ability that he toggles and once activated, every swing drains 25 Reiatsu. Once applied, it remains for 5 posts. Volatile Decay can be applied up to 5 times on the same target. A successful hit with it active will apply one lump at the point of contact. Every lump drains 50 reiatsu per post from the victim. The lumps from volatile decay have a secondary effect. Every lump on an opponent increases stamina drain. For every lump, the afflicted victim suffers greater stamina drain as if they are going at a speed of 50+ their current. I.E if someone with one lump is going at a speed of 100, stamina drain will apply as if they are going at 150. Conversely with 2 lumps, it would be 200. In total 5 lumps would equate stamina drain at 350 speed which affects the physical exhaustion of the victim, creating any stamina penalty one would encounter at 300+ speed. Furthermore, for a cost of 50 reiatsu, Kazuna may place a lump onto himself or onto a surface or object that he is in contact with. This doesn't do anything on its own, but instead can be detonated by Miasmatic Coverage or sacrificed to shoot a beam of Infestation Renewal from its location.

Technique Drawbacks: Volatile decay can only affect targets consisting of some form of Reishi. Furthermore, the decay can only add up to a total of 5 lumps on a victim. If toggled, reaitsu will be drained from the user regardless if they hit or not. Lumps can be resisted if the target has a 50% offensive stat superiority.

Made by: Kazuna Hashiro

Reserved?Yes

[Nola Vilde]

Nola felt her heart cringe as the man spoke. As he explained that he was some sort of harbinger of destruction. But worst of all, she saw his pain. That bright, brilliant light aura of hers reached out to him as he remembered, as he thought back to his pain and his own suffering. She knew that shinigami had their fair share of sins. But then didn't his kind? What was the point of holding these grudges? How could the sins of a single person lead to the punishment of an entire race? She couldn't fathom his reasoning, and she watched as that madness finally took it's toll, and the man released before her.

It was the very epitome of his own vice. His inability to let go of that hatred. Ironically so antithesis to Nihilism. It turned him into a withered thing. It wore him out and rotted him. Indeed, that nihilism, symbolic by his ressureccion's appearance, would be the death of him. And as he began to laugh maniacally and started to tell her how screwed she was, she ran her finger along her weapon, that needle as she drew it rapidly from it's sheath. Even as he made all of this noise, all of this angry angry noise, Nola's voice was but a whisper. But her spiritual pressure carried it like a bell. "Whisper in my ear. Alte Furcht. Nigai Kokoro"

Nothing seemed to happen, that blade did...nothing. Nola didn't seem to change. Their surroundings didn't change. But little did Kazuna know that he was already trapped. An 'area' had been set. And as he suddenly used Sonido and appeared behind her, suddenly everything would change. It would be sudden. A wrench, as if everything that ever existed was pulled out from under him. Because it was. Many who faced Nola often told themselves that what happened was some sort of illussion. Some sort of...trick of the mind. That it wasn't real. How very very wrong they were.

Bitter Beginning

"Who are you two?" The voice would ring so very clear. A strong, confident, aggressive voice that all but split the air as those loud THUMPS filled the air. Kazuna would find himself....unreleased. In his normal state. Watching as RIO began trumping toward him with those narrowed eyes of his. The look of incredulity clear on his face. It was all real. The smell of the Las Noches halls. The lack of any breeze, save for when he moved his body. He would even feel that mild disgust as he heard the second voice. "N-Nola Vilde! Pleased to meet you!" He would turn and see Nola, in her Espada uniform. That sheepish smile on her face as she stepped forward and gave a respectful bow to the man before them.

The thoughts would be clear, natural. The fact that they had been fighting moments before never even crossed his mind. That memory didn't exist. Not at this time. To him, she was just his pathetic excuse for a comrade. So....timid. So.....unaggressive. It was revolting. He hated it, even going so far as to shake his head. Rio gave one look at her and simply rolled his eyes. All it took was a smack. That hand suddenly LASHING out, as Nola's chest suddenly was burst open, her eyes wide, shock as most of her ribcage was blown from her body, hitting the wall in shattered fragments as she dropped to the ground and screamed!

This wasn't right. It wasn't how he remembered it. But that didn't occur to him. All he could think of was the smile on his face, amused at how the tepid little woman had finally been punished for being so unsuitable. He wouldn't even notice Rio until the man's warped hand was suddenly locked around his neck, lifting him CLEAN off the ground as a malicious grin spread across his lips insanely, even as Nola's body lay on the floor, her throat filling with blood, Kazuna would glance only briefly at her before he looked to the espada before him. And Rio would snicker. "WORTHLESS~ Just like the other one. So fuckin annoying." He grunted.

It was just an instant, those fingers flexed, adn suddenly Kazuna felt his throat explode, bursting, popping like a balloon as suddenly Rio was holding him by the burst remnants of his throat, but mostly by the bone of his spine, the other hand grabbing a hold of his ribcage as that smirk slowly widened, and slooooowly Kazuna would feel tension. "S-STOP IT!" Nola coughed, her chest now mostly regenerated as she staggered up to her knees, blood still dripping from the parts of her that were not fully regenerated. A luxury Kazuna would not get as he suddenly felt an incredible pain along his back, and along the back of his ribs, shoulder blades, and collarbone.

"Want me to end it so soon? You got it." Rio then YANKED, and Kazuna would suddenly see the world RUSHING down as he was lifted up and into the air, an unimaginable pain COURSING through EVERY inch of his body as he was aunable to scream. As he was tilted forward and held up above Rio's head, he would see his body. without a head. or a spine. As well as the Espada himself, grinning wickedly at his own deed, those eyes all bur BURNING into Kazuna's as he laughed to himself. "Worthless. Maybe the next ones will be worth my time. Nighty night chaff. Off to the trash with the rest of the garbage~" He grunted, and Kazuna's head would be thrown to the ground, and the last thing he saw was that boot rushing toward his face befo-

The Bitter End

Kazuna was suddenly back. Released. Behind Nola. Everything was back. Nola felt her stomach FLIP from the memory of such a brutal attack. Her only saving grace being that she had regenerated (Thank good for arrancar nonsense!) before the memory had ended. But the point was that she couldn't see him! And suddenly, her entire body burst, shimmering, going black like smoke as that scythe blade, assuming that Kazuna still attacked, she backed up, and suddenly, she would pass right through him. As if he never existed. That blade, the mist, none of it even touched her, seeming to entirely ignore her. Or at least mostly. The reiatsu coursing through his blades did hit her. did touch her. Even as the blade passed right through her. But her sheer power was more than enough, that miasma simply.....flickered along her 'skin' and then faded, unable to even remotely effect her as she passed through, suddenly finding herself behind the Espada, both her, and her zanpaku'to, having went right through him as his attempted attack whiffed.

Nola felt her blade form that memory. That...connection. But for now it did nothing with it, and instead Nola would back off, continuing to distance herself from Kazuna as she stumbled down to her knees. The next time he looked at her, she wouldn't look shadowy or darkened at all. She would be just as he remembered her. Wearing that espada uniform. Still stained with blood, but her body seeming fully healed. He would remember everything. his BODY would remember every painful detail. The remnants of that shift of reality. And of course, his eyes would still see it. He'd still see her uniform. The blood on it. The tears on her face.

But of course that wasn't real. It was all part of her shroud. The shroud that made him pass right through her. As if she weren't real. But even so, she was still perfectly able to deal with him. To speak to him, to pant as she wiped her eyes and looked at him. No doubt he would be...incredibly confused, shocked, perhaps even traumatized from that brief episode. "They don't...even care about you." she panted, blinking rapidly and shaking her head. She remembered that fear she had. The fear of losing him. Even if they hadn't gotten along. they had still come to the espada more or less together.

Not only had Kazuna suffered that little...episode. But Nola had too. And she continued to weep for the kind of hostile environment that, so far as she knew, Kazuna worked in. She knew it was fake. Just like Kazuna would still have the REAL version of that memory. But that didn't make the memory go away. In neither his head. Or his body. Even if he didn't believe it. It had still happened. "Why don't you just run away? You don't NEED them. WE don't need them!" She appealed to him and rose up to her feet! Why couldn't he see this?!

-100 reiatsu for shikai
-700 reiatsu for Bitter Heart
-300 Reiatsu for Fade into Memory
2 charges for her Overall due to contact

7850/9000 Reiatsu Remaining

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{Bitter Heart}
Name: Nigai Kokoro (Bitter Heart)

Shikai Level

Description:This ability is a much more powerful technique than any shikai ability before it. At this level, the technique no longer needs Shinobu to initiate contact. So long as a target is within 100 meters, they can be subject to this ability. In this technique, anyone within this range is locked into zone. Once it has been formed, it cannot be easily escaped. Every post, Nillia may initiate a 'memory;, similar to her other techniques. Only that rather than flashing back and experiencing them, they become real. Whatever the scene Nola chooses, for everyone in the zone, it will happen. They will be unable to resist playing the part set out for them, they will suffer, they will feel, they will injure and be injured. They may even die, and it will be reality.
However, upon the conclusion of every memory, it will all reset. Wounds will fade, those dying within the span of the episode return to life, everything returns to what it once was, except for the soul. Though it will not retain damage, those who participated will find that their mind, and their body, vividly remembers the experience. Believing will no longer be a factor, as it was indeed a reality. While the outer membrane of this zone is completely permeable, passing through takes at least one full post as the user is slowed on the way out, meaning that even if the target instantly moves to the edge of the barrier, they must suffer at least one episode.

Drawback: The only permanent effects of the technique are psychological. Costs 700 reiatsu to form the zone. The zone itself can be easily permeated, and cannot be moved once set unless it is taken down and the tech is paid for and started up again. The zone's duration is only mitigated by shikai's continuation.

This technique can be resisted by a simple 20% superiority to Nola's offensive stat. However an individual with 50% superiority will not only be able to resist this technique, but with at least 4 points in Analysis (any points in analysis or Battle Analysis count toward this ammount) they will be able to discern how her technique works and use it to draw memories from Nola at will and use them to cause the technique to backfire.

Additionally Nola must be involved with any scene that this ability afflicts, as Nola constantly suffers as a means of strengthening her resolve to fight.

OS required to resist Bitter Heart: 1080

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{Fade into Memory}
Name: Kioku ni Usureru (Fade into Memory)

Shikai Level

Description: This Technique relies on Nola's continued contact with her zanpaku'to. As long as this contact is maintained, she can expend reiatsu and shift into an incorporeal state, her body turning to black shadow. So long as she is in this state, Nola's actions are completely restricted to her Release Techniques. In this state, Nola's entire body is converted into memory, allowing her to only interact through these memories. However in this state, while technically Nola's body blackens and becomes shadowy, those viewing her do not see anything different. They see the memory of her, or rather as they remember her. As such, even if she is somehow injured in this state, she will continue to appear as injured or uninjured as she was when she first entered this state, making her appear to be in a perfectly normal state, but simply ignoring any attempts to wound her. They are still able to see her moving around, the shroud simply hides any changes to her physical appearance or apparent state. Not ONLY this, but those with energy senses will cease to be able to sense changes in her reiatsu without at least 150 ES (increased or decreased by 75 according to Nola's Stealth stat and the target's Anti stealth stat (aka, Nola with a stealth stat of 2 and the target with an anti stealth of 1 means the target must have 225 ES to sense her)), as this fixation on the last available memory also applies to that sense. This however does NOT apply to senses through artificial means, such as artificial eyes, or if their energy sensory is done through a device, meaning that even simple items of a nature will be able to ignore this guise.

Drawback: Loses access to Non-release techniques and any offensive ability. Costs 300 reiatsu to activate, and lasts for 4 posts. While she is more or less immune to the attacks of others, she does have a very low level of material interaction with her own reiatsu, and as such when she is in this state, she keeps a fine layer of her own reishi along her skin. As such those with sufficient strength or outright momentum to do so can actually slam this layer into her. While their own fist will simply pass through her, the reishi that hits her will inflict damage, as such an individual with strength or speed with a 50% superiority to her offensive stat will be able to inflict injury on her with physical attacks, though the damage is converted into blunt damage as opposed ot slashing, stabbing, what have you. Reishi attacks with inferior offensive strength to Nola's have halved attack damage (In terms of damage and other secondary effects outside of damage, the offensive strength is considered half), whereas superior ones effect her regularly.

Speed/Strength required to physically hit Nola: 1350
ES required to sense changes in Nola's reiatsu: 150



Nola's most Recent injury: Chest splatting
Kazura's most recent injury: Spine+head removal
Shikai: Post 1/10
Fade into Memory: 1/4

[Ailene Haschiro]

Nola's reaitsu felt strangely warm to Kazuna. Almost like the bright, warm-hearted reaitsu was the sun touching his deprived skin for the first time in years. This created an interesting reaction. The murderous intent was still there, but Kazuna took a brief second to appreciate the feeling before indeed performing the Sonido as elaborated earlier. There was one issue. This trap would prove incredibly debilitating to the newly appointed Espada.

Now being trapped in the fabrication of the memory, Kazuna did indeed see a version of Nola, strangely wearing the garments of the Espada, almost appearing to be an Arrancar. No there was no doubt. The girl had become an Arrancar. Kazuna knew there was something wrong with this picture. Was this a fabrication? Maybe, but he couldn't feel anything, but be compelled to obey the scene. It was as if he was playing a role and he was not allowed to break character.

The technique at least allowed him to think for himself. He could think of how much he despised this girl. She was a direct example of his own incompetence. His own disability. This created tension in the vile psychopathic side that resided within Kazuna. The side that burned with the desire to main, dismember and ultimately brutalize it all. This was interrupted by the figment of Rio who began to give his spiel on how worthless he was.

Kazuna did not make a big deal out of it at first. He was among 'allies' and among a fellow Arrancar. This certainly changed when Kazuna felt himself be gripped tightly by the admittedly real figmentation. The grip burned painfully, his soon dismembered body bleeding. It was agonizing. The sight of his very body being torn. Being destroyed. It truly hurt and he did not know why. Physical pain unlike any other in something that he even knew...was not real. It was indistinguishable though. This entire ability took him almost out of the fight, keeping him paralyzed as he stayed in the memory.

Finally returning to reality, Kazuna breathed heavily, the pain still feeling real, but never being real. He gripped his limbs in hopes that he was not still a dismembered body. This at least made him somewhat 'stable' in comparison to how his state could have been, but being in release, self care and compassion were not the things he thought about. He collapsed to the ground, a murder focused mind driven to the point of collapse, his mental fortress crumbling. He listened to Nola carefully. As always, his released personality was not aware of his norm and as such was not a nihilistic person. Well more in the sense that the only thing he did not care about was the safety of other people.

Kazuna was on his knees, gripping his weapons tightly as he looked up at Nola who had changed back to the appearance within the figment. He shook his head and softly said, "You worm...it doesn't matter if they don't care. The only thing that matters is satiating my lust for blood. To sate my cravings for murder and disaster...that's all I live for. August underst-..." stopping himself as a piece of norm shined through the crack. He blinked and stayed silent for, but a moment. "August...who is August.." he muttered to himself. He was confused, as the two personalities never bled through to one another. 

Standing up, his eyes burning with the lust for blood and death. He slowly moved over to Nola. At this point, his body felt broken. So much so that he simply moved over to her at a snails pace. Even a blind person could see it coming at this speed. His kama raised above his head, he spoke softly. "Scream...and die.." His head going through frantic twitches, his speech becoming more erratic and more lonely, the Espada's mind was sinking deeper and deeper into the pit of his release. A place where only decay remained. The decay of the mind, the physical, and the emotional.

His kama's dropped at an equally slow speed seemingly aimed at Nola. She could dodge it with minimal effort. Blocking it with her hand, sidestepping, whatever she could do to get out of the way slowly would more than suffice. His eyes, or the lack thereof, seared with the rage of dealing with this insect. "We? WE? There is no We. Just go down." The kama now falling actually completely missed the girl. Instead it hit his own hand, his blood spilling across the ground.

His hand now bleeding with the black blood of his body, Kazuna smirked at Nola. He started by kicking backward at a speed of 100. While this was not fast, he was hoping that the difference in his speed compared to what he was about to do would catch her off guard. Before, when using his other technique, the reaitsu flickered weakly against her skin as she phased, giving Kazuna the assumption that she could still be 'touched' by reaitsu. Hopefully this would prove much greater results. Granted, this would be a last resort move.

The diversion, trying to have her keep her focus on Kazuna, ended with him midway through his kick. As he traveled at the speed his
hand curled into a fist, blood still dripping from it. This would be the conduit for a powerful Espada only technique. The Bala Obscuras. In an instant, a jet black bolt of reaitsu in the shape of a bala erupted from his hand, leaving a significant burn. The bala, however, traveled at such an incredible velocity that if reaitsu did affect her, she would be feeling this. By the proximity and speed of the Bala Obscuras, this would be an incredibly difficult feat.

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{Reiatsu}-400 Bala Obscuras
Current Reiatsu - 400/1000
Reaitsu After Release - 0/1000

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{Bala Obscuras}Technique Name: [Bala Oscuras] (Black Bullet)

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [Hollow Technique]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects: [The Espada-only version of the bala. The Bala Oscuras (Dark Bullet) version turns the bala into a jet black and fires it with tremendous velocity and power. This can only be used while in Release Stages. It packs the nearly punch of half a Gran Rey Cero. Unlike regular Bala, which merely puts holes in adversaries, and occasionally blows limbs off, this one will blast holes easily twice the size of the actual blast, and splash burns across the enemy as well. On top of that, it is capable of completely disintegrating limbs, rather than just blowing them off, meaning that reattachment is impossible.]

How to use technique: [Same as regular Bala]

Drawback: [Unlike Cero Oscuras, this technique requires there be the user's blood on their hand, rather similar to the conditions for Gran Rey Cero. This will also slowly burn the hand with each use. Consecutive uses will add second and third degree burns to the hand that uses it. After too many uses, around 6 or 7, that hand will not be able to use any more reiatsu based techniques, unless it is healed. High speed regeneration cannot heal the damage caused by this technique.]

Made by: [Kazamaru]

[Nola Vilde]

Nola felt.... a coldness in her chest. Tears openly coursing down her eyes as she saw him writhing, struggling, suffering with the after-effects of the memory. She knew what he was going through. But hew was just..... so....stubborn. The way he spoke, as if nothing mattered. As if everything was just....pain and suffering. She watched closely as he finally rose to his feet. Even after the minor scuffle of them, she still paid very close attention to him. As he slowly made his way toward her, and raised that weapon. She felt her heart tear itself just a little. They really were... just... incapable of dealing with this.

She did not dodge, nothing of the sort. Instead, she simply formed a thin pane between them. OF what looked like glass as her shroud vanished, and once again she seemed to be a shinigami to him. Readying herself. And deep in her mind, she was preparing herself. She couldn't allow him to just keep hurting himself like this. She....she thought about all the time they spent together That didn't exist about how they had managed ot survive being espada. Furscht stop this. Why do y ou always do this to me? And how he had changed. How he had just gotten uglier, meaner, more cruel. Those tears burned in her eyes as she pumped reiatsu into that panel. And as he raised that blade and began to swing down the man suddenyl stabbed himself? Even as he leapt back, that sick smile on his face, she thought....this was such a...

Bitter Beginning

The change was so much more smooth this time around. Kazura would see....nothing. He was in his quarters, sitting alone, just trying to get it all together. It wowuldn't be until he glanced over to the side that he would see Nola. She was laying beside him. Both their Squad 1 uniforms were somewhere on the floor. Of course Kazuna would feel....regret. How had he even gotten to this point? They had been in training together, sparring, and that strange Zanpaku'to of hers was so.....unusual. So many different flashes of different memories. His head was still spinning from them all. And when the spar had finally ended she had just been...on him.

The memory of her arms around him made him tense just a little. That strange warm reiatsu was so insufferably potent, he didn't even know what had happened until it was already happening. From the feel of warm cloth, to the feel of warm flesh, and then.... He shut his eyes and hissed. Why had he been appointed to this squad? Wasn't he more suited for Onmitsukido? At least then he could kill people without emorse. But....no that was a stupid idea. He KNEW why he wasn't suited for that squad. Even if he was a cold killer, he had no skills in stealth. The best he could do was join a squad where he was in the business of judging others. And now....this.

A noise alerted him, suddenly his mind refocusing as he saw, and heard, Nola shift slightly in her sleep, rolling away from him. Shit. Why did this have to happen?! He didn't want any of this! He wanted to fight, to kill, to carve his way through others! Maybe he should have joined squad 11. Then he could have been deployed to the human world to kill Bounts and Quincy! He was so distracted in these thoughts that he didn't even notice Nola rolling back towards him until she bumped right into him. He tensed, looking down just in time to see those bright blue eyes open and look to him.

She paused, blinking for a moment in surprise. "You're....still here." She murmured in clear surprise. And at that he blinked, a little balked at her words. Still here? "This is MY room. You should be the one leaving." He growled at her, promptly pulling away and standing up, brushing himself off and frowning. Ugh, he needed a bath. Shaking his head he went right off toward the washroom, disgust curling through his stomach as he made it to the doorway and then looked over his shoulder. To see the woman with her head bowed, a hand to her eyes as she quietly cried.

That revulsion was....late. It was that damn reiatsu of hers. Even though he wanted to go and wash himself. Even though he had thought so very often about wether her blood was red like her skin or some other color. Even though he hated seeing her around his stuff at all. He still felt that foreign emotion. That pang in his chest. Something Kazura the shinigami almost never felt: Pity. His chest tightened and he felt.....awful. Not just the awful of annoyance. Something WORSE, and it ripped into his guts. It made his spine tingle and his throat try to close up. He didn't understand it. Nor why he was making his way back over to her.

"Pain in my ass." He managed to croak out. his eyes never stung. He was not thenkind of man to cry, but his chest stung instead, and he sat down, and put an arm around her. She almost jumped out of her skin, and looked up at her. And he saw that pain gone now. And that light aura grew even MORE potent. He could FEEL her hope, and he could see it in her eyes. Not for herself. But for him. Ah....that was right. He remembered now. She had been going on about how much he seemed to be in pain. Right before....it all happened. She had whispered something hadn't she? He paused, trying to remember for a few moments. It wasn't until he felt her hand on his chest, and that soft smile on her face that it came back to him.

Ah....thats what it was. He remembered now. Clear as day.

"Let me fix you."

He couldn't help but wonder. Could she?

The Bitter End

Nola balked, her eyes wide when the memory suddenly went back, everything turned to normal and she saw his bloody hand through that transparent pane. She blinked rapidly, confused as her face turned even more red. WH?! WHAT WAS THAT?! She almost started screaming at her Zanpaku'to as to what the everliving FUCK it thought it was doing when that Bala, which had already been charging when the Memory started, went off. Under normal circumstances, an Espada's bala would be all too easy to tear through such a thin barrier. But as time slowed down, and it slammed into that pane. There was just an instant where it stopped. Locked in place. Before the pane cracked.

The Air Trap then detonated. Even if it didn't have the destructive potential of a Bala Oscuras, it was way more potent,. the sudden explosion of the panel BURST, splitting the blast of the Bala in two and throwing the explosion to either side as it shredded clean throughthat blast, and fired it's own blast right at Kazura, broken pieces of that condensed reishi firing like little pellets of grenade shranpel right at his body, aiming to punch into him and bury into his form, as well as shredding the area around him. So startled was Nola that she actually collapsed onto her back, shock on her face as she felt her heart hammering away.

She paused, staring a little as the huge cloud of smoke that was both her own Air Trap and that bala Oscuras going off, coughing and shaking her head, staring owlishly at the huge blast those two clashing techniques had caused. Of course, the blast of the air trap was one-directional, so neither the bala, nor the exploding trap had gotten even close to harmeing her. But even through the dust she could see the ruined ground where BOTH had ravaged the area around them. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck tingle as she rose back up to her feet, clutching her zanpaku'to tightly, still trying to...recover. ALTE FURSCHT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT MEMORY?! WHY?! She shouted at her zanpaku'to.

But of course... as always. He simply ignored her.

Fade into Memory ended prematurely.
-400 Reiatsu for Advanced Air Arsenal: Air Trap Class 3
Panel size: 4 meters by 4 meters.
Panel triggered OS: 650

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{AAA:AT}
Technique Name: Advanced Air Arsenal: Air Trap

Class: 6-1

Technique Type: Reishi Technique

Usable By: Any

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect):

This technique was something of a happy accident. Whilst delving into the intricacies of forming these air structures, it was discovered that even in failure, one can succeed. This technique intentionally creates flawed and imperfect reishi plates in proximity to the user, such that when it comes into abrupt contact with an attack or enemy, the plate ruptures and disrupts the enemy. These plates are specially formed with an imperfection on only one side of the plate, and as such when they go off, the effect is directional, allowing the user to remain unaffected.

At class 6, this technique causes an outward burst of reishi particles and a shockwave. At this class the effect is not physically damaging, but does have an effect similar to a flashbang. At learned, the user is exempt from the flash, but not the bang. At proficcient, the user is partially protected by the loud noise of the plate going off. At mastered, this technique will not harm or disorient the user at all.
Max Plate size: 1 cubic meter

At class 5, this technique has some oomf to it. When a plate is set off, the burst of reishi is actually damaging. Getting struck by this reishi shrapnel can break the skin and even damage the eyes or other sensitive tissues of the target, in addition to displacing the air around the blast by the outward force.
Offensive strength: 350
Max Plate size: 2 cubic meters

At class 4, this technique becomes more dangerous. Able to penetrate both skin layers and into the muscle, this technique is considered potentially lethal depending on the part of the opponent struck by this burst.
Offensive strength: 500
Max Plate size: 3 cubic meters

At Class 3, this technique can rip it's way through flesh and muscle, and even perforate internal organs. It is considered very lethal at this class.
Offensive strength: 650
Max Plate size: 4 cubic meters

Class 2 not only causes shrapnel and concussive damage, but also generates heat, making this technique dangerous even for those with impact and puncture defenses, and making regeneration more difficult by cauterizing the wounds inflicted.
Offensive strength: 800
Max Plate size: 6 cubic meters

Class 1 plates are incredibly dangerous, not only for the target, but anything that might be behind them as well. At this class, the explosion produces incredible heat and even sends spikes of reishi shrapnel flying, overpenetrating targets and damaging materials behind them as well. At this class, one must start to seriously worry about the deaths of bystanders.
Offensive strength: 950
Max Plate size: 10 cubic meters

Technique Drawbacks Reiatsu costs. Additionally, these plates while translucent and mildly hard to see, are hardly invisible. The user must strategically place them, and even then a target may typically back off from an attack if they suspect the plate is a trap. That said, while the plate is hardly invisible, it is not distinguishable from other forms of Advanced Air Arsenal.
Additionally, the form of these plates is limited by one's skills in the technique. At learned, one can simply make square or rectangular plates. At Profficient, one can actually give simple form, and at Mastered one can craft almost any structure they wish.

Made By:Nola Vilde

Reserved? (Yes/No): No

7450/9000 Reiatsu Remaining
Shikai: 2/10
Kazura's new most recent injury: Hand Stab wound. (Potentially shrapnel perforating)

[Ailene Haschiro]

Kazuna himself was aware that this fight was soon going to have to reach a close. None of his attacks have even touched the Shinigami. In fact..she seemed worse off from the use of her own abilities. How could she carve into him if she couldn't even be touched. Now was the chance to capitalize on the Arrancar's ability to have an 'infinite' Reiatsu pool, but...once he loses his release, the lack of Reiatsu would definitely knock him out.

Now was not the time to think about that as another memory emerged. This was not Kazuna's memory, however, but instead Nola's. A calm setting in 'his' quarters. Quite the interesting turn as he found himself in Shinigami robes. A wolf in sheep's clothing indeed? Either way, that was not important as he saw Nola. In the bed? Next to him...? The implications were quite severe for Kazuna, sexual intercourse being a foreign idea to him.

As he and Nola discussed a little, he blinked at the scuffle. He could not resist like before. Being forced to engage in the memories that Nola was portraying. He was like an actor, not being able to break character. The darkness before each reality shift was a blessing to Kazuna. A brief moment of nothingness. An excellent example of what he was trying to achieve. Just...nothingness. That's what nihilism was to him. A coping mechanism to push it all out. 

As the memory ended, Kazuna found himself on his knees. The firing of the Bala Obscuras was successful, but it now was overpowered by this technique. This girl stood as a mockery to Kazuna's ability. Not being able to hit her, the Bala Obscuras was the strongest non-release technique in Kazuna's kit in raw speed and power. And she just...overpowered it with a technique. She did not even dodge it. This was a threat to Kazuna's ability.

The bigger threat, however, was the shrapnel heading towards him. Quickly trying to get out of the way he moved at a speed of 150, his highest base speed without any amplification. He got mostly out of the way, but his left upper body and hip got affected, tearing into his body and inducing bleeding. They vibrated against his skin painfully, the impact being anything other than pleasant. Turned out that they wouldn't be lethal. They just hurt like hell.

Kazuna looked up at Nola, physical pain being seen in his eyes. The actual experience of that emotion was tearing at his mind. He spoke softly. "What the hell did I just experience you worm..." He stood up and raised his hand, being a dozen feet away from the girl. From his hand a second later emerges a purple ball which quickly expands and fires a purple beam of searing reaitsu. Before the Cero fires he says one more thing. "Whether it is yours...or mine. Let the blood stain the ground."

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{Reaitsu }-200 Cero
Current Reiatsu - 400/1000
Reaitsu After Release - -200/1000

[Nola Vilde]

Nola narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched him. That sorrow she had held before. Little by little, it had been whittled away. The more she came to feel for him, the less she could stand the way he had become. What had happened to that man she'd spent a night with? He was gone. Dead. All that was left was this beast. This feindish creature, making the very memory a vile thing. She felt her heart twist at the very thought, and she felt....angry. She couldn't allow Kazuna's memory to be tarnished like this.

She watched him as he raised that hand, and she saw that brilliant burning reiatsu take form, getting ready to try and snuff her out. But she had no intention of blocking it this time. She ran her tongue along her blade and whispered. "Don't you remember? What it was like?" In the next instnat she was gone, her body rippling, bursting into that smoky memory void before he fired, that cero TEARING into where she had been but a moment before, and suddenly Kazura felt her agains him. The feeling of her in his arms. They were in the exact same position as when that memory had ended. As if just th orientation of their bodies had been saved, or at leat her was. He of course, had not bveen forcibly moved, so she was really just hugging him as the cero fired behind her.

Her hand clasped as a reishi blade formed in her and, and then she STABBED inward, aiming o sink that reishi blade deep into the arrancar's side while she still held him closely like this, intent on trying to pin him in place, holding the blade as suddenly, a cloak wrapped around her shoulders, black and gruesome as that sudden surge of deja vu would hit Kazuna like a truck. His reaction speed all but destroyed as tha dark cloak formed around her body. A cloak made from both of their most recent terrible memories.

An instant later, two glowing eyes formed along Nola's shoulder, and a big dark maw opened up, like the head of a wolf as it lunged and then aimed to CHOMP down on Kazuna's shoulder, moving at an almost blinding speed. Of course if it actually managed to hit, he wouldn't fee any pain. At least not from the bite. But from the memories it injected into him from the both of them, aiming to SLAM him with the most recent injuries they had both suffered. Of coure if t workedd, for him it would just mean feeling those shranpel bits slamming into his body once again. But for Nola's most painful recent memory? That swipe from Rio....

"Goodbye, Kazuna."

-50 Reiats to activate Alte Furcht Overall Ability, and the consumption of one charge.
Charges: 2-> 1

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{Alte Furcht OVerall}
Shikai Alte Furcht
Without an external conduit for her powers, Nola's Shikai now operates through her own flesh and blood. When she releases, Nola's shikai leaks out into the world and begins manifesting it's power. Namely in Nola's connection with her targets. Once released, there is a brief surge of memory in Nola's mind which occurs in a fraction of a second as her brain refocuses on her memories that have to do with the person she is with. Using these memories, Nola can drag these memories to the surface and infuse them into her body as well as the body of one of her targets. This then diffuses into the environment until the memory is made a reality.

At any time, Nola can use her reiatsu to bring to life one of her memories that is associated with her target, namely in a sudden flash of 'deja vu'. By paying a small reiatsu cost of 50 reiatsu, Nola can melt into a cloud of dark memories before re-materializing in a position relative to her target that she has been in before. (Example: If she has ever been in the target's arms, she can pay the reiatsu cost and immediately reappear immediately in relation to her target in direct physical contact and bodily position that the memory entails with only slight modification to account for the target's position if it is different from the target's position during the memory (Ie if in the memory they were sitting down but the target is standing up then obviously Nola will also be standing) nor can this relocation cause Nola to immediately be injuring a target, eg she cannot telepot and relocate with her sword buried in them. The speed at which this shift in position occurs is 15x her normal speed, ignoring obstructions as it is technically a form of teleportation. This ability is considerably more dangerous against individuals she has Spent time around in the past. This ability can ultimately trigger intense feelings of deja vu in the target such that when this ability occurs, if Nola has a simple superiority of offensive strength over the target (though this is adjusted based on the target's light aura above 75. Ie. a light aura of 100 means she requires a 25% superiority), they will be briefly locked in place as they are rooted by the familiarity of the situation. This lasts only a brief couple seconds and during this brief moment they are not ACTUALLY physically paralyzed, but rather their instinct is cut down into 1/3rd it's original value (100 becomes 33) for a brief moment (One post).

This ability however is not something that can be done right off the bat. First and foremost, her zanpaku'to must make contact with an enemy or their release after having released (passing through during Fade Into Memory counts as contact). Whenever this occurs, it saves up two charges, and by consuming these charges, Nola is able to activate her overall ability. Additionally, the stun portion of this technique is a result of a short-range pulse of memories (not spirit energy) around her when she arrives at her destination. This pulse only reaches out a meter from her body in every direction, and if she appears outside of this range, her target is unaffected. Additionally, this technique has a brief delay, right before her relocation , in either case the enemy is tipped off that a relocation is about to happen, and those that are aware of how the technique functions can use it to their advantage, the delay relies on Nola's own instinct as the delay itself is the time it takes her subconscious mind to select and properly process a memory, and as such if she has a significant superiority of her instinct over a target's (25% or higher) the delay will typically be too brief for them to notice. Additionally, this technique is limited to er memories with the target. She cannot use positions in memories of another person in order to relocate. (She cannot use a position unless she and the target in question, have been in it before.) Those that she has not met in the past, or simply has been forced to release around immediately, will not be individuals she can utilize this ability as effectively against, it is most potent against those she knows well.
This ability drags anything in direct contact with Nola with her (if she is handcuffed, the cuffs come with her).
Teleporting counts as a step tech in terms of how many can be done per post.

-400 Reiatsu for Advanced Air Aresenal Class 3

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{AAA Class 3}
Technique Name:Advanced Air Arsenal

Class: 5-1

Technique Type : General Technique

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): Any

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects : An advancement on Advanced Air Platform, this technique is derived from the ability to make platforms as a simple means of locomotion and advanced movement and applied the same concept to create panels of a more....insidious nature. Advancing from the earlier technique, this technique revolves around the use of these panels beyond simple maneuvers as a means of weapons and armor.


Class 5: At this level These platforms can surpass beyond the level of simple movement techniques. At this level, the user can create spiritual panels at any point of their body so long as it stays in contact with their body. These panels have a durability of 200 when it comes to resisting breaking, this increases by 175 per class as one learns higher levels of this technique, up to 900 at class 1. These panels last up to ten seconds, the maximum size of a panel is 3 square feet, making it good for blocking narrow or small-scale projectiles. The reiatsu cost at this level is 75 reiatsu, and increases by 100% per class, up to 375 reiatsu at class 1.
The number of panels per post that can be generated is reduced to 1 per post, increasing by one for each class, up to 5 at class 1.

Panel Durability: 200
Panel Generation Cost: 75 Reiatsu
Max Panels: 1

Class 4: This level even more utility. The user can create panels that are 6 square feet in size. However something else is attainable at this level. In addition to being used defensively, these panels however can be grabbed and wielded like any other weapon, requiring that the user be proficient enough to use these blades, and also severely limiting the number of these panels that can be generated in comparison to the defensive panels as offensive panels count as 2.


Panel Durability: 375
Defensive Panel Generation Cost: 150 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Generation Cost: 200 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Duration: 2
Max Panels: 2

At Class 3 the user has a bit more control over the shape of these edged panels, allowing them to be shaped into simple weapons as they are generated. Naturally these panels cannot be very ornate or complicated, but can be slightly altered to allow slightly easier handling and the characteristics of the panels are as such:

Panel Durability: 550
Defensive Panel Generation Cost: 225 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Generation Cost: 300 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Duration: 4
Max Panels: 3

At Class 3 one is capable of generating finer shapes and sizes of weapon, allowing the user to generate not only simple panels, but exotic weapons as well, the size of these weapons is restricted to being 3 meters in length and the Characteristics of the panels/weapons are as follows:


Panel Durability: 725
Defensive Panel Generation Cost: 300 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Generation Cost: 400 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Duration: 6
Max Panels: 4

Class 1: At this level, the user can not only generate and wield these panels and compress them into sharpened weapons, but can also throw them without the panels losing their integrity. These can be fired and retain their structural integrity for 2 posts (including the post they were thrown) before they lose structural integrity and fade away. A panel that is thrown with 2 posts of duration remaining will dissolve after reaching it's target, and a panel with 1 post remaining will dissolve before it reaches the intended target, regardless of distance traveled.


Panel Durability: 900
Defensive Panel Generation Cost: 475 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Generation Cost: 500 Reiatsu
Offensive Panel Duration: 8 (Becomes 2 once the panel is thrown)
Max Panels: 5


How to use technique: The user focuses their spirit energy, creating platforms and surfaces.

Technique Drawbacks Reiatsu Cost. Cannot be learned by Fighter types. Requires that the user have mastered Advanced Air Platforms, Class 6. Using Panels offensively counts as creating 2 defensive panels. Offensive panel handling scales off the user's Skill with the weapon created. Basic panels follow the Weapon Skill of any bladed single-handed weapon that the user already has, with the exception of those associated with Racially generated weapons (Zanpaku'to, Dolls, ect.) Non-basic Panels follow the Skill profficiency of whatever weapon type is created. Defensive panels can be maintained through simple concentration up to 8 posts, however Offensive panels cannot be maintained for as long (until class 1).

Made By: N/A

Reserved? (Yes/No): No

-400 Reiatsu for Cloak of Thorny Memories Activation

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{Cloak of Thorny Memories}
Name: Yakkaina Omoide No Kabe (Cloak Thorny Memories)

Shikai Level

Nola's power invokes the deepest of memories that a person can hold, but often these memories are very dark or painful. When Nola releases, she takes time to subconsciously process each and every memory that she's collected and in time, she wreaths herself in her enemy's most painful memories. This ability is actually a passive, but has a 1 post incubation period before it takes effect (If a target arrives after she has released then it will take one post of exposure to the person before her shikai can add them to her shroud). Once Nola releases, it takes this one post of incubation for her subconscious mind to collect her targe'ts most dangerous and painful memories. After this period, these memories wrap around her body and form a dark, thorny shroud.

If at any point a target comes into close quarters with Nola, ths Cloak can come to life and extend from her body to attack them at Nola's behest with a maximum range of two meters from her body. The cloak moves at 600 speed when attacking and if it manages to secure an attack on a target, it does not necessarily do damage, instead a clash happens: This clash greatly resembles cutback in that it forces a clash specifically to spiritual pressure. However it is unlike cutback in that this specificity in what it clashes with does not vary with race, as such even arrancar are forced to clash using their spiritual pressure. If the target loses this clash, they are immediately afflicted by not only their own bad memories, but Nola's bad memories as well, causing the target to suffer the most recent injury that they have experienced in the past, as well as the most recent serious injury that Nola has experienced.

Drawback: Incubation period, as well as the fact that the damage inflicted by this ability varies wildly as the damage can range from small cuts to dismemberment or terminal wounds. Additionally, if Nola loses this clash of spiritual pressures, she takes the effect instead. This ability costs 400 reiatsu to activate the cloak, which lasts for 3 posts. Additionally this ability relies on Nola's ability to land attacks using the cloak's shadowy attacks, also meaning that Nola has to be aware of the enemy closing in on her, making it entirely possible for a target to attack her and escape unscathed if she fails to notice them.
Nola's most recent memory must be kept track of. Stated at the beginning of the thread, as well as updated throughout the battle. Injuries must be of a somewhat serious nature (blood must be drawn for it to count, internal bleeding counts as well) to apply.

6600/9000 Reiatsu remaining
CoTM: 1/3
Shikai: 3/10

[Ailene Haschiro]

Kazuna was slightly twitching at the thought of his Cero melting her flesh away. She was a true nuisance and just so goddamn annoying to Kazuna. He smirked as it almost blasted right through her, but in an instant she was gone. The Cero of course continued, scarring the landscape. It burned through everything it came across. To Nola's benefit, it did not come into contact with any buildings, instead simply dissipating.

Now much to his dismay, he was apparently being held by the Shinigami. What a disgusting sight to him. He reared back and looked at her, his eye sockets locked on her. He snarled. "What the hell are you doing? Let me go you insect!" He squirmed at this display. What was she trying to do? Was she trying to calm him down because that surely wasn't going to work. He would soon find out as the maul of what appeared to be a wolf lunged at him.

Naturally, the pinning of her blade as well as her hold left him in bit of a bind. As the bit connected, he yelled a little in advance, but felt no pain. It was odd. This looked like a nasty bite. He still didn't understand what she was doing. He tried to raise his left hand, attempting to release another Cero as now she was in the perfect position and distance that this could not possibly miss. This was the assumption, however, until Kazuna felt a burst of pain.

In an instant he felt the lesser of the two memories, the feeling of numerous shrapnel reishi bullets hitting his flesh. Actually wincing as they tore through his skin, leaving significant marks...he tensed up. This felt exactly like that one Air Trap he fell into earlier. Blood dripping from his mouth, he coughed out. "W..what is this?! Answer me!" Naturally this would not be the only thing that he would end up feeling.

Suddenly he felt a pain in his side as it caved in, basically tearing a piece of his abdomen right out of his body. He truly yelled in pain, coughing up enough blood that a blood drive would be thankful. Enough joking aside, he shivered, finding it difficult to move. He went a little limp, falling to his knees. The amount of pain would we enough to make his ressureccion slowly reverse. One could say that he was at the mercy of the Shinigami once more.

Now glaring at Nola, his flesh began to return to its normal state. It would get back its color. His eyes reformed as he still knelt there. He blinked for a brief moment. His split personality had separate memories and as such, all he would have were fragments. He saw fragments of them fighting, him barely able to hit the Shinigami at all. They were nothing more than flashes, however, and Kazuna was unsure of how to piece the two together. Especially as to why he was now in this position.

He breathed out calmly and looked up. "W...what the hell happe-" The pain continued, cutting him off as he closed his eyes painfully. He knew he didn't have much time until he passed out. The amount of Reiatsu used was surely going to affect him due to it being deducted all at once. He still tried to combat the pain, slowly failing as it was simply too much for him to handle. Sure he had a natural hole, but that didn't hurt.

Nola could see that he was slowly fading in unconsciousness. He began to find it harder to move. His muscles were tensed. Meanwhile his eyes were groggy, still coughing up the blood from his wounds. He gritted his teeth. Once again here was a Shinigami who bested him..an Espada. He had to do more. He knew he couldn't. He knew he couldn't beat this Shinigami. She had already made that clear. He wasn't sure why he wasn't dead, but he still looked up at her, awaiting his fate for when he inevitably passed out any second.

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{Reiatsu}-600 Release Deductions
Current Reiatsu - -200/1000

[Nola Vilde]

Nola felt....levity. The same relief she always felt whenever she finished something like this. When she had put one of her 'friends' to rest, even watching as the espada's body was shorn away, and he slowly slipped into unconsciousness, she shook her head and sighed. She rose to her feet and looked down at what she figured was more or less a fatal wound. He didn't seem to be regenerating, so she knew he didn't have long to live as it were. He would die here, in the middle of the bloodbath he had created himself. She wasn't sure when the others would arrive, but she pulled out her phone and contacted Soul Society. They would not need to dispatch an attack squad, just a cleanup crew.

She took one last long look at the downed espada and rose to her feet, wiping her eyes and sniffling softly as she shook herself and began to head away from the desolation that they had caused in their fight. She had played it pretty close to the chest, especially getting so close like that. But it had worked out in the end and he was dying. She turned her back on him and she sank her zanpaku'to forward, a senkaimon forming as she stepped past that open door and into the realm between realms. A butterfly appearing to guide her as she let out a soft little sigh.

She took one last glance to the desolation, and then vanished into the gate, those doors closing behind her as she headed back to soul society. The cleanup crew would be arriving soon, and she would need to head back to make her report. She was almost hesitant about making it very detailed, she didn't want them to get the wrong idea. For an espada, he had been....ungrown. It was sheer luck that she had been able to put him down before he could grow properly into anything of a threat to the soul society.

End.