But Which One Do I Shoot? [PvP, R]

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Thread Title: But Which One Do I Shoot?
Participants: Ajraka vs. Priscilla
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: A fairly abandoned section of Karakura, devoid of most population. There are a few low-classed hollows that remain, free to be executed by either party.
Special Conditions: None.
Circumstances: Priscilla, currently on a mission to investigate a local hollow attack on allied Quincy, had been interrupted with the sight of an anthropomorphic otter also examining the wreckage. Confusion over conflict is likely to ensue.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Arriving in Karakura, Priscilla began to straighten her uniform. Having it untidy was something she was not about to deal with. Even if people didn't recognize the symbols and representation on her actual uniform, she still stood proud of where she was. She began to look around, seeing if she could find any landmarks that could potentially lead her in the right direction. Signs, maybe? Street names? Nothing really helped, and she began to wander rather aimlessly through the streets, with only a relative idea on where she should be. This situation could have been much more optimal, she thought to herself, had I been given an actual location instead of being rushed out I may be actually able to find where I'm needing to go.

Lacking any form of real sensory abilities, Priscilla continued to keep an ear out for a possible attack on any nearby Quincy. If she had been able to hear something, it was mostly drowned out by the sounds of the day in Karakura. The place could get rather noisy during the day, unsurprisingly. As people continued to walk and talk, Priscilla continued to make her way away from all of the constant noise. Frankly, she did not want to have to deal with it. She just wanted to get on with her mission, and then make her way home, simple as that. Granted, that did not mean she wasn't going to take her time on the mission, no, that just meant she didn't want to be out was all. She'd still use any amount of effort needed in order to fulfill her mission.

After wandering away from all of the noise of the busy town, Priscilla's ears were eventually able to pick up something rather odd, though rather good; it was the sound of hollows. Various roars and shouts could be heard off in the distance that were clearly hollow-like in nature. She pulled out a small compass, and continued to listen to the sound for a brief second. Southwest, she thought to herself, heading in the predicted direction. When it came down to her natural hearing and sight, she was rather gifted. Not too much did she actually have the ability to make use of these, but when she could, the effects were quite useful.

Upon making haste towards the sounds, she saw what appeared to be the remnants of a fight. Lying dead on the ground, three Quincy that were clearly members of the Vandenreich. It was quite safe to assume they were privates at best, as the hollows before them, all three of which were still alive, had a fairly unintimidating presence about them. They couldn't have been that strong, leaving the Quincy to have been even weaker. A noticeable look of disappointment rose to Priscilla's face. Had she gotten there sooner, she may have been able to save them. She quickly shook it off, though, and unraveled the thin chain on the buttons on her sleeve.

Holding her hand out, a bow of pure blue reiatsu began to form in her hands at an alarming speed. "May those poor children rest well," Priscilla said, notching her bow with what looked to be a singular arrow. The hollows before her were quickly alarmed, and began to roar in her direction. She wasn't fazed by it. Instead, she continued to hold her bow high, and pulled her arm back, holding her weapon in place as she began to center the view of the weapon in the middle of the three of them. After a second, the hollows all charged, maneuvering towards the Quincy at alarming speeds. It was then that she let her arrow fly.

As it turns out, she had notched not one, not two, but three arrows, which were now headed towards the heads of each hollow before her. Based on their distance from her, each arrow hit its mark one after the other, almost like a sort of domino effect, quickly eradicating the hollows before her. "Now that that's out of the way..." She trailed off, dismissing her bow and walking closer to examine the bodies of her fallen comrades. She knelt down in front of each Quincy individually and closed her eyes, as though praying for the Quincy before her. She then searched their body for their crosses, and pocketed them, as a proof of their unfortunate fall in combat.

As she continued to search the area, she couldn't find much of anything. There were no more hollows to be around, no more Quincy. There was next to nothing around that could've provoked the fight to he knowledge. Surely this mission was done, correct? Surely she could head back? "It seriously cannot be this easy," she told herself. She was a Captain, after all. Surely there had to have been some kind of catch if a Captain was sent as opposed to a Lieutenant. Though, she couldn't quite place her hand on those differences, at the moment. For now, though, she held her hands over her heart, and closed her eyes in a state of focus, before opening them a second later. She decided to wait around, and wait to see what this area really had in store for her.

Reiatsu Pool: 4650/4000

-150 for Class 3 Arrow x3
+500 for Quincy Cross
+300 for Spirit Fragment

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{Priscilla's Stats & Skills}Pre-Release

Strength - 100 (25 after type)
Speed - 100 (50 after type)
Spiritual Pressure - 400
Reiatsu Strength - 400
Senses - 200
Instinct - 100 (25 after type)
Energy Sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Post-Release

Strength - 200
Speed - 200
Spiritual Pressure - 400 (1200 after type)
Reiatsu Strength - 400 (1200 after type)
Senses - 200 (350 after type)
Instinct - 100
Energy Sensory - 0
Healing Expertise - 0

Light Aura - 50
Dark Aura - 50

Weapons: Bow Release - 1 
Battle Analysis - 4
War Strategy - 3
Analyzing - 3
Pain Tolerance - 3

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

It honestly wans't that unusual for Ajraka to pick up on the going-ons of nearby fights and skirmishes. Truth be told she really did ignore a lot of what she was able to pick up, but this particular skirmish that her inner reiatsu radar picked up was something rather interesting, something a bit different from the norm, AND relevent to her little crew. Quincy! And the extra smelly kind that wore uniforms. As it were, her and her crew hadn't encountered them very often, but it happened enough that she knew it could be a problem. A few...incidents in the past had taught her as much.

That said, glancing toward her crew, all of them more or less gathering supplies. There really was no way they would notice. And she ddidn't want to cause a panic, let alone make them want to go along with her. So, rather, Ajraka simply slipped off, heading out into the great beyond to try and find the source. She wasn't there for any particular reason, she was just curious. Concerned as to wether this might concern her and her crew. The countryside was easy enough to navigate, and once she was close enough, she promptly initiated stealth mode. Dropping low to the ground, allowing grass, bushes, the stray tree here and there, and the like to obstruct her from view as even with her large size, she was able to sneak about.

When the area of the ACTUAL skirmish came to her attention, she was intrigued. She smelled a few dead quincy. She could even sense their fading reiatsu. However what was more interesting was the strong spiritual presence she sensed near them. Her ears perked up, and she sniffed. Ah it was a woman! She smiled, as the women did tend to be less trigger happy. Well, to her. The hollows she sensed off in the distance were not so lucky. As she crept in, silent, spiritual pressure and the sound of any motion suppressed, she would slip up behind the woman and tilt her head as Priscilla went about obliterating the hollows in question. It was simple work, but all the same it still required the quincy's attention.

Ajraka watched them closely, and she got the same....feel for them. How quickly their eyes moved about. Not only that but their motions, how long their gaze lingered. Something about the woman seemed.....slow. So Ajraka did relax just a little, quietly watching the woman, casually waling behind them, moving whenever they turned their head, even as they closed their eyes and placed their hands on their heart, she was intrigued and even mimicked the motion for a moment, minus closing her eyes, before she lightly leaned in and rested her chin on the woman's shoulder, a calm, peaceful smile on her face as she asked calmly. "Whatcha doin?"

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{Ajraka's Stats and Skills}
Strength - 500 x1.25 (625) Points

Speed - 500 x1.5 (750 points)

Spiritual Pressure - 300 (150)Points

Reiatsu Strength - 80 Points (40 points)

Light Aura - 50 Points

Dark Aura - 50 Points

Instinct - 350 Points

Senses - 220 Points

Energy sensory - 200 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 2200 (1500 from Class, 700 from training)

[Street Fighting]:{2}
[Pain Tolerance]:{2}
[Bleeding Tolerance]:{2}
[Damage Recovery]:{2}
[Stealth]:{3}
[Stealing]:{1}
[Hoho]:{2}
[Hakuda]:{2}

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Taken back quite a bit by the woman on her, Priscilla took on a look of confusion. "Examining the scene," she said calmly, taking a step back. She considered it rather odd to be touched by someone else, let alone an otter of this size. Was she hallucinating? Was this actually real? Granted, she grew up learning about the Quincy and Shinigami, so this wasn't exactly surpising, just... unexpected, to say the least. "These poor Quincy have gone through fates worse than death; a hollow taking their lives, I feel terrible for them. Nobody deserves to have to deal with that torment whether they'll realize it or not."

She continued to glance around, examining the battlefield once again. She looked around in both horror and disgust. She honestly felt bad for those that had fallen. It's a fate that nobody should have to deal with. It was quite literally denial of the afterlife! And for what, being a Quincy? Hardly fair. This is why she felt so adamantly the way she did; this is why hollows needed to be destroyed. They were a plague on Quincy everywhere. Eventually, she calmed herself down from having a mental rant, and turned back to the otter before her. "So," she said, "might I ask what brings you here? Rather odd seeing you around here, but not entirely unwelcome."

Priscilla pulled out a small cellphone, quite obviously a few years in age. She pressed a few buttons, which provoked a few quick clicks from the device. Holding it up to her ear, she waited a few seconds before speaking. "Reporting with mission progress," she said, "assigned targets have been exterminated, but not without casualties. Proof of death is being brought back. One rather odd concern, though. I've seemed to stumble upon someone rather interesting. It's an anthropomorphic otter. They seem to be passive, but the possibility of being a threat is not entirely ruled out. Recommended course of action?" With this, a voice could be faintly heard coming from the phone, responding to her questions and comments. "Understood," Priscilla nodded, hanging up the phone and neatly tucking it into her pocket.

"It appears as though I'm going to shadow you for a brief period of time, as to make sure you're no form of a threat. Should that change, conflict will follow quickly. For now, though, do as you please." Priscilla gave the woman before her a friendly smile. She wasn't trying to be rude, only professional. She was actually doing her best to seem nice, because, well, she pretty much was. There were of course scenarios where this could change, but for now, this was the case. Taking caution, though, she once again held out her Quincy Cross, and her bow formed, though she held it at her side. "Do not fret," she said, once again putting her hand over her heart, "I'm merely taking precautions. As of now, I have no wish to harm you."

Reiatsu Pool: 5450/4000
+500 for Quincy Cross
+300 for Spirit Fragment

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Ajraka smiled calmly as she saw the surprise slowly dawning over the woman's face. Of course, in that instant, their attention was fixed almost entirely upon her face. Her hand slipped down, casually searching the woman rapidly, her hand was a blur, moving faster than the girl could hope to perceive. She was frisking the woman for anything of value, her hand easily minimizing the actual tactile pressure that would be felt, but of course the woman would still feel something. Primarily, Ajraka's hand went to the woman's cross that she had seen earlier. She had had a few quincy in her crew. Actually she still had Siji, who thankfully had chosen to remain with her after the whole hollow fiasco.

Remembering where she had seen it slip into the woman's uniform, it didn't take her long to find it, pausing when she felt a slight tension. In that moment she simply flexed her claws and aimed to slice it free from the woman's uniform. The woman was...well....unbelievably slow. And physically weak at that. Just seeing how sluggishly she woman's attention shifted was enough to tell her that, emboldening her to dip into her...old tendencies: stealing. With that deft movement, she aimed to not-so-subtly steal the woman's quincy cross. For one, simply as assurance that the woman wouldn't be trying to shoot her. Secondly ? Well honestly it was not like the one Siji used. It had more of a bladed design that the more rosarie-like round one that her own protege had. and with her strength and speed, it wasn't as if it would be hard to remove from it's tie.

But wether she managed to steal the item, or if Priscilla had some strange means of preventing her from doing this, in any case, she would listen to the woman's words calmly enough, making note that they seemed surprised, but not all that alarmed. Huh, that was weird. Most human worlders didn't know anything about her kind and often greeted her with quite a bit of surprise or screaming or shouts of 'furry!'. So this was not the sort of reaction she was used to having! She considered for a moment, briefly contemplating giving the woman the more ...noble treatment.



Instead, that smile widened, a grin spreading across her lips, and showing those curved, double-pointed teeth of hers as she regarded the woman with a roguish glint in her eye. This wasn't Soul Society. She had no obligation to conduct herself as a Kuchiki. Why not just relax? And in that moment, the pirate came out of Ajraka. The Admiral she had once been. The woman who pillaged and fought in the name of her crew. She chuckled, a slow tilt of her head as she gave the quincy an almost pitying look. "Izat right? Well I know hollows well enough. Had one or two of em in me crew for a while. Ye say that being eaten by a hollow is the worst. But nay. Not for these wee kiddies." She chuckled, her voice light and casual as she lightly tapped one of the quincy over with her foot, inspecting them for anything they had on them that might be of value.

"Quincy jus die. They don't realleh get sucked in. But everyone else? They get it the worst. Shoved in with al the res of the sufferin souls. Ah heard one of em describe it like bein in an overpacked room. Everyone screamin fer help, pushin, shovin. The idea of gettin to a door never even reachin ye. All ye kin do is jus scream as loud as ye can, an hope that your scream is tha loudest. These ones? They're lucky. Bein a hollow's probably the worst experience ever described tae me." she mused, and then shrugged. " 'Sides. They weren't torn apart or nothin. They jus died. Not particularly slow or anythin. Yer makin an ocean out o spilled milk, I thinks." She reasoned, stroking her chin for a moment before turning her attention back to them, that roguish grin returning.

"As fer why ahm here, I came here to...acquire provisions for my crew. Lots of particular diets to account for, so we move around a lot. Don't suppose you fancy whitecloaks are issued rations?" She asked, using her tail to begin rifling through the dead quincy's belongings in search of food. Not a scrap of respect or any sort of ritualistic mumbo jumbo that humans got all bent out of shape over. Starving polite was far worse than bein full and disrespectful in her mind. She had to do it around her family, but around this woman? Well she was just some woman she happened across. And if she had failed to steal that cross, her eyes would furrow just a little as the woman formed her bow. "Do me a favor an keep that away. Enough corpses aroun here as it were." she noted, calmly, passingly. Without any real menace or insidiousness. It was as if she were commenting about a tree sprout.

She wasn't making a threat. She was just warding the poor girl. She got jumpy when weapons were out, and when she was jumpy, people tended to become injured. She was just giving sound advice.

Steal using Stealing + Stealth skills

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Once she realized that she had been stolen from, Priscilla quickly pushed herself back from Ajraka. She looked visibly annoyed, and mentally prepped herself for an incoming fight. "Excuse me, but who exactly do you think you are?" She asked, "Stealing from someone who could easily influence how your life goes, have you no shame? No will to continue living? Very well, then. That can be fixed." As she started speaking, her rather normal bow began to glow with a bright blue, seeming to reshape itself. It began to meld and transform, until it was recognizably not a bow anymore. The weapon had now taken the form of a rather regal-appearing rapier. The blade was thin, allowing for quick swings, while also hardy enough to protect against weapon attacks.

Priscilla's expression went from being simply annoyed, to something much, much darker. She now had a rather large smirk on her face, and chuckled to herself underneath her breath. It seemed as though she'd lost it. She'd done a complete 180, going from more upbeat and kind, to much more serious, collected, and volatile. All of this could be easily picked up through her facial expressions. Her overall demeanor took on a much more intimidating look to it, and was only aided by the massive amounts of reiatsu she began to release. She was looking to overwhelm and intimidate her opponent into leaving. If combat didn't need to happen, she wasn't going to force it. After all, her only targets were currently the hollows that had been slain.

"This could all end without any need to fight," she said, "you could simply return what belongs to me, and be on your way without any problem. If you decide otherwise, though, I won't hesitate to rend you limbless." Priscilla assumed a duelist's stance, ready to fight the woman before her. She felt rather confident in her abilities, and with good reason; Priscilla compared herself to that of an AI. As she continued to fight someone, and learn more of what they were capable of, she began to adapt to how they fought. She was quite the self-teacher, and planned to use this rather well in the fight. Granted, she wasn't one for a quick fight, so it might have been quite some time before she was ready to let the battle end.

She began to scan her opponent for any defining features of her stance, ways she could've been able to discern where she was going to strike. Priscilla was not about to strike first, merely watch to see what her opponent would do, jut to counter it. She was going to need to begin to focus on her opponent, should she need to pay even closer attention in the fight. For now, she just focused on the view ahead of her, and the Spirit Fragment on her hat. She had no idea what her opponent was capable of, though what she learned from combat would make excellent additions to her journal. She wasn't about to pass up valuable information like this, and definitely was not about to turn down a fight where she could have worked to shut down her opponent with the force of a true plaguespreader, much like she considered herself to be. 

Reiatsu Pool: 13,425/12,000

+8,000 for restoring Spiritual Pressure
+225 for Spirit Fragment
-150 for Class 5 Property - Infectious Blade
-100 for Physical Manifestation: Willpower - Cog

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{Release Stats}
Restoring Spiritual Pressure to correct numbers: 400 -> 1,200
Restoring Instinct to correct numbers: 25 -> 100

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{Release Information}
Priscilla's Spores: 0
Ajraka's Spores: 0

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{Class 5 Property - Form - Infectious Blade}
Priscilla’s second Form Property changes her bow this time, instead of her arrows. Her bow takes on a much more physical shape, forming into that of a rapier, and loses the ability to fire her arrows. Though, while this may be true, she still has a way of making use of her spores like this. While this Form Property is active, her blade swings will now leave behind a trail of spores behind them, infecting those who come in contact with this trail with a number of spores equal to the number caused by the trail from her arrows, and can be lowered to 0 through a 4 in Poison Resist, similarly to the trails from her arrows. These trails are as thick as the blade of her rapier, and fall at a similar speed. Those pierced or slashed by her rapier will be infected with a number of spores equal to being shot with one of her arrows, reducing down to a minimum of 1 stack with a 4 in Poison Resist. In the case that her Power Property, Spore Plague, is not active, these spores will remain in the air where they are until that Power property is activated, with them then beginning the descend process described earlier in the property.

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{Physical Manifestation: Willpower - Cog}
[Stage One: Cog]: By giving up 100 Reiatsu, the user pumps an explosive amount of intimidating power out. Anyone of inferior class will immediately be intimidated. This does not mean they won't fight. Those who are weak enough in comparison will feel a huge, exaggerated surge of power that will probably make them surrender. This can also be used on Hollows to actually scare them away instead of having to kill them. This does NOT work on animals! It only works on "intelligent beings." This means unless it has a similar to human intelligence, this wont' work on an animal.

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Well this was a surprise. Rather than try to go after the cross, the woman leapt back, instead getting into an aggressive t-pose stance in order to, apparently, intimidate Ajraka? The sudden burst of reiatsu to anyone else probably would have been terrifying. Absolutely outrageous. If it weren't for the fact that she had been raised by Kyomei Kuchiki. She had long ago grown accustomed to her father's spiritual might, a might which, unbeknownest to her, was on par with the great Ritter Amalia. Well, infamous ritter. And she had sparred with her father before. If she had managed to triumph there, this would hold no contest. She smiled, calm, pleasantly surprised as she watched as the girl delivered her ultimatum.

"Well well well. Well well well." She chuckled, pausing, her eyes darting down to the woman's feet, then up along their body. Not a very good swordswoman. Siji even had better form than this and her specialty was bows. Well, normally. But all the same, she noticed that the girl didn't seem too at home with that blade. No, there was something...else. She couldn't quite put her finger on it. Hmmmm, a sort of familiarity she saw within the woman. Something similar to herself. But alas, it wasn't immediately obvious, so she decided to disregard it.

"Well...." She crushed the quincy cross in her palm. ".....well well." That smile widened, calm, no longer roguish or gravely. Her voice had change drastically, to a smooth, noble flair. The voice of a calm and collected kuchiki. "You startled me." She mused, looking at the broken bits of quincy cross. Flicking a prong of that cross through ehr fingers before pocketing it. "Hmmm, so....question. Do you wanna go full throttle with this, or take our time? I really don't mind either way." She pointed out, seeming to mostly ignore the intimidation attempt.

Truth be told, she was rather excited. At the very least this girl was confident. Why WAS so confident? Normally people who realized how sneaky Ajraka was were more freaked out. But that as it were, ajraka had not shown even a tiny hint of how fast she could actually move. Rather, she watched calmly, her spiritual and physical senses sharp, taking in everything, and that cunning mind of hers processed all of it almost instantly, the reflexes of an animal were truly sharp, and intellect ontop of that only made her more dangerous. And she was almost trembling happily. How long had it been since she'd been able to cut loose?

"I do apologize ahead of time. Normally I'm a bit more cordial when fighting with women. But well...most of the women I run into are attractive. So I might be a bit rude during the encounter." She confessed as she began calmly walking toward the woman. She saw those spores, she could sense them too. It reminded her a little of Umaroth. If they got on her, would they also explode? She would prefer to remain unexploded for the time being. So she made a mental note to ensure that none of that shit actually got on her. No doubt this woman had other tricks up their sleeve as well, slowly starting to circle the woman, and Priscilla might notice that long, dangerous tail of Ajraka's. Not only was it thicker than any of her other limbs, but it was about as long as she was tall, and the muscle alone bunched, thick, tensing as she used it to keep balance, alarmingly graceful as she moved.

For now she decided not to attack. She didn't know how strong this woman was after all. She much preferred to play with her toys to begin with as it were. No doubt the woman would soon be furious about the destruction of her precious little tool. Which might have seemed hasty. But then again, Ajraka's mind worked at a breakneck speed even compared to normal shinigami. For Priscilla who was stuck at a human level? Ajraka's survey of the cross seemed almost fleeting. But Ajraka had, in that passive glance, gotten all she really wanted to know. The structure seemed almost identical in function. It felt the same. Smelled the same. It even had the same weird tug on the spiritual energy around it that Siji's did. She deduced that the only variation was literally just the shape.

And well. Since the woman had seemed so dead-set on getting it back. She had deduced it had one last function.

Priscilla's trigger.

-0 reiatsu because being an imp is free

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Priscilla simply smirked watching Ajraka crush the item she seemed to hold dearly, focusing on the air around her and drawing in what she could. Sure, there was definitely a touch of malice in her expression, but she certainly wasn't angry enough to lash out. That'd only get her killed against an opponent that she had no idea how to deal with. No, she was going to fight smart. She'd wait and see what would happen. If the woman attacked, she'd certainly be ready for it. There was little that was going to happen that was about to let her be taken down, at least if she could help it. She'd gotten way too far to let herself fall now, to someone like this. Her smirk turned into a chuckle.

She spun the rapier, letting a small amount of spores into the air where it originally was, creating what looked to be a ring of green. She swiped her hand through it, still making sure to watch her opponent. Spores began to fall onto her hands, eventually sinking beneath her skin. It was beginning. The infestation had begun to form, and would easily continue to spread as the fight went on. She was going to allow herself to become a victim of her own spores for a period of time. She was going to make sure that she could have a way to win the fight if she needed to. What better way than to incapacitate the opponent completely?

"Destroying my property is a great way to make you known, you know," She said, continuing to spin her weapon around her. In a matter of a few seconds, the area around her was completely coated in green spores. It acted almost as an armor, without having any protective capabilities. Should Ajraka approach, there was no doubt some of them would end up on her. That much was certain. Priscilla once again backed up, walking through the spores. The began to cling to her body, and once again began to sink underneath her skin. She chuckled again. Something was up, that much was painfully clear at this point. She began to grow extremely confident in her fighting prowess.

"You'll make quite the rug when I'm done with you," She said, "I've never quite felt Otter fur before." It should've been obvious at this point that Priscilla was looking to get a rise out of her, if not already evident that she was looking to cover the field around her in spores, which seemed to be holding their positions in the air quite nicely. She was taking precautions. Should she be a melee fighter, the chances that she wasn't going to be infected were slim to none now. If she was a ranged fighter, well, then she'd just have to switch up her tactics. She was ready to bring her down one way or another, and had no desire to take a loss here.

Reiatsu Pool: 13,725/12,000

+300 for Spirit Fragment

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{Release Stats}
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{Release Information}
Priscilla's Spores: 8
Ajraka's Spores: 0

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Ajraka lifted a brow slightly as she noticed the....strange behavior. Well that was odd. She could see the spores now going just about everywhere now. Quite an interesting trick to say the least. Simple though, the woman didn't seem at all interested in actually attacking. Their mental speed did seem to dip up. But the woman's actual movements were still so damn slow. To Priscila, Ajraka vanished completely in an instant, barely moving anywhere near her max speed, at a fair 400, more than six times how fast Priscila was. Of course the woman did have her reflexes boosted up, but those could only do so much. With that much instinct, she could have easily tracked something going several times her own speed, but Ajraka was going far past that. Even if Priscila could notice or even see the way that blur was moving, the quincy wouldn't have the speed to turn her head and follow her.

Ajraka placed herself at Priscila's three o clock. The woman after all, would have to rely on her basic instincts. 90% of all attacks came from the front, but that was from beasts, animals, and amateurs. A powerful shinigami or human however, would always attack from the behind, moving to the very back where the other person couldn't possibly see or sense them coming. However of course, most experienced combatants learned to simply anticipate such attacks, and thus they had a predestined heightened defense and reflex to protect their back. But that wasn't the same with an animal. An animal didn't attack from the back. A good hunter attacked from the side. So that the pray could be spooked, and be paralyzed by fear when they turned.

But of course, that was when a hunter was looking to pounce. Ajraka kept a good distance between her and priscila, so that she was a good ten meters away, and flicking her hand up, dragging her claws against her own fur, and then raking them upward, the oil catching on those clawtips, before SLASHING outward, at a breakneck 750 speed, five clawmarks sped toward Priscila with terrible force, seeking to slice into her body from the side, slashing clean through the woman's arm, bow, wrist, and shred the front section of her body, cutting a chnk of shoulder and a tiny sliver of her torso from her body as she aimed to disarm the woman with the dismissive attack.

She made sure it was nonlethal of course. Not too much of the shoulder should have been shorn off. But she was curious. If the womzn was intentionally moving slow, this would get them to speed up. If this really was how slow they were, then even if they saw it coming, she doubted they would be able to move fast enough to do anything about it, even at step speed given the wide berth of those slashing archs, which took on the width of her slashing arm, and given how large Ajraka was, it was quite a wide area indeed. If she backed up, the other lines from those claws would catch her, moving forward would make her avoid damage to her arm, but probably would result in her center of mass taking more damage.

Truth be told, Ajraka was pretty perturbed. She didn't like the way this power manifested. It was ominous and made her nervous, especially about potential poisons or illussions. Because of that fear, she was being a bit more vicious, and even that somewhat smug, taunting voice was gone, replaced just with that brght, cheerful smile that Ajraka always seemed to have on by default, but at the very least it wasn't that smug smirk from a few moments ago, not that an injured Priscila would much appreciate that she supposed. But all the same that was just about the extent of her move, to test and try and draw out the woman's actual power and prowess.

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{An Zam: Otter Cutter}
Technique Name: An Zam: Khaliu Oyodol (Road of Hunt, Otter Ripper)

Class: 4

Technique Type: Martial

Usable By : Any Race

Technique Element: Varies

Technique Description and Effects : This technique is a special martial attack which utilizes ambient liquid or vapor in the user's surroundings. By dipping the user's fingers in the vapor or liquid, the user then unleashes an incredibly fast, accurate slashing attack with their nails, using them like claws. The technique uses speed combined with just the right angle of the nails/claws so that the liquid or vapor clings to the fingers and lashes out. The attack is executed in such a way that it unleashes a ranged slashing attack using lances of water or vapor.
Normally this technique is used when the user is already exhausted and sweating, using the combatant's own sweat as a weapon against the target, but in the case of ambient water or vapor (Fog, Steam, ect), this is not necessary.

At Learned, the attack occurs at 400 speed. At Profficient this increases to 700 speed. And finally at mastered, this technique launches the clawing attack at 1000 speed. This is increased to the user's speed if the user's speed is superior.

How to use technique: See Description

Technique Drawbacks: Requires a 2 in Martial Arts:An Zam or Street fighting (Street Fighters can only learn up to proficcient). Aquatic type beastclan can execute this technique without a reiatsu cost. Otherwise the technique uses 150 reiatsu.

Made By: Chiku

Reserved?: No

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Priscilla chuckled, swiping the oils off of her shoulder with her free hand. The chuckle continued to slowly grow into a laugh, turning even more maniacal as time went on, as her hat continued to take in reiatsu. "Trust me, petty tricks are not going to work," she said. Her uniform was partially torn now, revealing open skin on her shoulder. This skin, however, was seemingly altered. Her veins were quite prominent, and rather blue in appearance. Blut Vein, the ultimate defense. "So, look," she said pointing her blade at the woman, "I'm going to give you the option here. Give up now, surrender, and take your execution painlessly, or I promise you I will make sure you suffer with every fiber of your very being."

Priscilla jumped back, but how she did it was... rather odd. She seemed to be moving at what seemed like forty times the speed she had been functioning at. Damn near immediately, Priscilla was a fair distance away from Ajraka, with about twenty feet between the two of them. She continued to spin her weapon around, coating the area around her completely in spores. She held her hand out, quickly swiping through them, having more of them absorb into her skin. Slowly but surely, she continued to continue infecting herself with the hellish plague she seemingly meant to spread to her targets, allowing the ones in the air to continue persisting in their locations.

Priscilla reformed her rapier into her standard bow, changing it back to a weapon she was much more accustomed to. This was something she could easily make use of. As she pulled back the strings of the weapon, her arms began to take on a faint green color, as the three arrows being notched took on a much more... real look to it. It looked as though they were wooden arrows, and not the arrows of light that Quincy normally used. As she launched the arrows from the weapon, similarly to her rapier, a trail of spores was left in the wake of the weapon. She swiped her hand through them once again, taking in even more spores.

As the arrow flied, she began to think about her next move. What could she possibly do next? Surely the woman before her was a melee fighter, as was make fairly clear by her attacks. Even though, yes, they were ranged, she still needed to be "close" in order to use them. She couldn't have been a ranged fighter if this was the case. Spacing her out and taking control of the fight was by far the best way to go about things, and that was exactly what she planned to do. "Tell me," she said, continuing to try to provoke a reaction from the woman, "how long do you plan on keeping this up? I can personally go all day."

Reiatsu Pool: 13,175/12,000

-300 for Blut Vein
+150 for Spirit Fragment
-50 for Hirenkyaku x10
-250 for Class 3 Power Property
-100 for Class 6 Form Property
-210 for Class 1 Arrow, the cost of all of which are covered by Priscilla's Power Property, by doubling all of her spores per arrow.

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{Release Stats}

Restoring Speed to correct numbers: 50 -> 200
Restoring Senses to correct numbers: 200 -> 350

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{Release Information}

Priscilla's Spores: 8 -> 12 -> 24 -> 28
Ajraka's Spores: 0

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{Class 6 - Form - Infectious Arrow}

Priscilla’s arrows after the use of her Form Property take on a much more physical appearance. These arrows now take a wooden shape, though maintain their size, strength, and flight speed. They still have the ability to explode, as well. At a first glance, it appears to be just an appearance change. Though, this is far from the truth. Upon firing an arrow, a large trail of spores are left circulating through the air, forming a sort of trail from where the arrow fired. This trail is as thick as the arrow, and will begin to fall to the ground after a few seconds, moving at a speed slower than that of a piece of paper, eventually hitting the ground after two posts have passed. Needless to say, they fall quite slowly. Anybody that moves through these spores before they reach the ground, whether it be ally, enemy, or even Priscilla herself, will be infected with 4 stacks of “Spore Plague”. This can be reduced to 3 stacks if the infected target has a 1 in Poison Resistance, 2 stacks if the infected target has a 2 in Poison Resistance, 1 stack with a 3 in Poison Resistance, or 0 stacks with a 4 in Poison Resistance. If a target is shot by the arrow, they will be infected with 5 stacks, similarly decreasing the number of stacks that will actually infect them with each consecutive point in Poison Resistance. In the case that her Power Property, Spore Plague, is not active, these spores will remain in the air where they are until that Power property is activated, with them then beginning the descend process described earlier in the property.

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{Class 3 - Power - Strength for Suffering}

This Power Property accentuates the exchange of strength and glory for the eventual suffering one will face for attaining that much power. Once active, anybody infected with Priscilla’s spores can make use of this effect, including enemies, though their effects are reduced. For the cost of doubling the number of Spore Plague stacks someone has, they can make the cost of techniques they use cheaper. This reduced cost is equal to 10 reiatsu per the original number of spores. (i.e. if a victim had 25 stacks to start with, then they can choose to double this to 50 stacks to reduce the cost of a technique by 250 reiatsu). For enemies, this decrease in reiatsu cost is equal to 5 reiatsu per the original number of spores (i.e. if an enemy had 25 stacks to start with, they can choose to double this to 50 stacks to reduce the cost of a technique by 125 reiatsu). While a strong technique, this is not without stipulations. Firstly, this technique will always double all current spores, no matter what. If a technique costs 100 reiatsu, and an ally has 100 spores, to cast this technique for free, this will double to 200 spores, making this progressively less beneficial the more stacks that a victim has. Secondly, this will not bypass the stamina drain from using a technique. This drain will still happen, though, instead of being in the form of reiatsu, it will be in the form of Priscilla’s spores eating away at the victim. This stamina drain will remain identical to the amount of reiatsu that would normally be spent. Third, this property, if used in a DE thread, may likely end up killing the user, if used too many times. Saving this for the right moment is crucial if sacrificing your life is not something you find interesting. Fourth, this property cannot be used by those who have 3 or more points in Poison Resistance, as the spores don’t have nearly as easy of a time multiplying. Fifth, this double can only be used once per post. Lastly, this property cannot be used to reduce the cost of releasing, or release techniques. This is strictly for non-release techniques.

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Ajraka sighed softly as it seemed that she wasn't going to be able to just half-ass the fight as she had been. Under normal circumstances there would be an ability for her to attack and ignore the blut by doing her usual shtick. But the poison honestly was a bit of a problem. She didn't know how bad it was. And she seemed to be taunting her. Weeeeelp. It seemed that Ajraka was just going to have to go ham at it and hope for the best. Honestly she began to regret not just snapping the woman's neck to begin with. Her entire body tensed, suddenly her muscles were tight for just an instant. And sadly, even with her speed boost. There wasn't going to be much of an option for Priscila to react. In an instant, Ajraka was high above the woman. A shunpo launching her up and into the sky, above and behind the quincy faster than the girl could even finish the rest of her intimidating little speech.

Immediately upon finishing the shunpo, she launched into one of her stronger techniques. Her Yaseishin. And suddenly her entire body BLISTERED with heat. Unlike a normal release, it wasn't flashy or releasing a ton of reiatsu. Ajraka was simply suddenly bursting with energy, her body producing so much more oil than usual, as it promptly heated up and BURST into a hot mist of burning boiling oil. In that moment, Ajraka made sure to follow Priscila. If by some chance Priscila did manage to use some sort of step technique, Ajraka would be very able to follow along, the woman's speed was piss-poor, even boosted up. And Ajraka's speed and instincts were so high, she could see even a step technique almost as if it were normal speed.

Because of this, she would aim to SLAM the Quincy with powerful exploding fists, a SURGE of strength and speed as she unleashed no less than one hundred incredibly powerful strikes while closing in. The first twenty or so were simply launched so fast that they unleahsed huge bursts of oil, burning or blowing the spores away from Priscila, eliminating the defense of spores around her, before Ajraka closed the distance, and in her yaseishin, she slammed into the woman repeatedly, pummeling her into the ground. True, the woman was durable, and she had blut to defend her from slashing and stabbing. But the blunt force of those punches would also pummel her into the ground, alternating between hitting limbs and body, the sheer force focused on those areas body comapred to the woman's strength would mean that even if she couldn't break the skin. The girl's bones would be snapped, her joints punched out of socket, her face turned so fast it potentially snapped, and the force would drive her several meters into the ground.

All the while, the quincy would be subject to her burning hot oil cooking her, as heat was another thing that the blut could not fully protect her from. And beyond that, the girl was also being covered in that oil, which was already hardening, freezing up, creating a hard layer which would cover not only Priscila, but also encapsulate her bow, encasing them in solidified oil and preventing them from moving. All of this executed in a coupe de gras, an attempt to beat her down and obliterate her either effectively, or at the very least obliterate the woman's will to fight. As not only did her motion generate heat, but also an electricity began to charge around them, as the electrical energy generated by Ajraka's muscles would begin charging up her oil as well.

When at last she had finished her combo, she smiled down at the woman and tilted her head, her eyes glowing viciously. Her fur was now pure white, seeming almost clear like crystal. "If you wanted to feel my fur, you could have simply asked me out on a date. Surrender now, or else I'm going to have to really hurt you." She grinned, smiling wide now, and also watching for that spore. It SHOULDN'T be able to form. What with the hard encasing, but she was still prepared. Thankfully, no matter how suddenly the woman could produce the spores, Ajraka was more than fast enough to swat it away or just avoid it if need be.

-450 reiatsu for Yaseishin
-50 reiatsu for Shunpo
Used Hundred Fangs (No Reiatsu cost)
Shunpo speed: 7500

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{Hundred Fangs}
Technique Name: Gigei Mikon: Hyaku Shikon [Wild Arts: Hundred Fangs]

Class: 3

Technique Type: Other

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects:

This technique was developed in order to increase the user's strength in hand-to-hand combat. Using this technique sends Reiatsu pooling into the muscles and joints of his arms and hands, strengthening them and increasing their resilience. By using that same Reiatsu, he sends powerful impulses to the nerves that allows his limbs to react quickly in the form of a hundred powerful punches. Each one is fired off at twice the user's current Speed stat, causing his limbs to blur as the attacks are delivered in a sudden barrage that lasts only a few seconds. Each hit’s damage is equal to the combined total of user’s base Strength and Speed after type. This causes a massive amount of damage in a short time.

How to use technique: The user focuses their Reiatsu into the arms, strengthening the muscles and bones first to prevent excessive damage from overuse of the limbs. Following that, the same Reiatsu is channeled into the nerves and causes them to fire impulses rapidly, making his limbs move quickly in the form of a hundred lightning-fast blows.

Drawback: Moving one’s limbs beyond their natural limits causes strain and damage on the muscles and bone; though Reiatsu is first channeled to prevent the worst of the damage, each use of this technique wears down the muscles and causes them to throb heavily after only one use. Two uses within five posts causes the muscles to begin tearing, and small fractures along the bone. Three uses within five posts will completely tear several muscles while cracking the bones, and any additional uses within that initial five posts will render the user's arms useless without proper healing. This technique can only safely be used eight times within a thread without healing.

Requirements: This requires a 2 in Hakuda to perform.

Made by: [Zeich Yajuu]

Hundred Fangs strike force: 1375
Hundred Fangs strike speed: 1500

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{Yaseishin: Lutra Hunter}
Yaseishin Name Lutra Anchin (Lutra Hunter)

Yaseishin Appearance:
During her Yaseishin, Ajraka 's fur turns completely white, the follicles hollowing out and showing that pink flesh beneath as they lose all pigment and turn into little tubules for her glands to secrete her oil. Additionally a line of spines grow along her back and the dorsal section of her tail, sweeping slightly and pointed like quills, these are a separate section of glands, most notably used for her Shock Oil.


Yaseishin Overall Ability:
Lutra Oil

Ajraka's main method of her Yaseishin has to do with the oil that she secretes from her body at all times. This oil has a variety of unusual properties and constantly drips from her form. The main power of the oil comes from it's mollectular structure which changes as time goes on and Ajraka's yaseishin develops, producing new quirks and thus new features in it's structure.

Yaseishin Techniques:

Lutra Tos: shataakh (Lutra Oil: Burn)

Class: 6, 5, 4, 3

Description: Ajraka's Oil first and foremost ability is it's ability to collect heat from her body as she moves around. Whenever Ajraka moves at 250 speed or more, her oil begins to heat up, after two posts of moving at this speed (Or 1 post of moving at 350 or more speed), it promptly begins to boil at the outer layers, resulting in a large corona of burning oil to surround her. This oil's OS is equal to 500 (Mitigated by the boiling point which varies by class) when it pertains to burning or melting through something. If Ajraka stops moving at at least 350 speed for 2 consecutive posts, then the oil ceases to boil, meaning that maintaining this corona is taxing to her stamina.

At Class 5, the Oil burns at an OS of 600.
At Class 4, not only does Ajraka's oil boil from movement, but when it rapidly cools as a result of landing on something after being vented from her body, the rapid cooling process causes the oil to crystallize and harden into a solid. This solid Oil takes on an OS equal to 75% of the Oil OS. Additionally, Ajraka can force a layer of this oil to harden by spending 50 reiatsu to cover a limb or section of the body (Arm, leg, torso, head, ect) without having to make it boil first. However, when using the oil to encase any part of her body, this does limit her ability to move that part of her, reducing her speed by 10% for whatever section of her body is encased (This stacks per layer), allowing her to take powerful hits, but sacrificing her mobility to do so.
At Class 3, this oil burns at an OS of 800.
At Class 2, Ajraka can suck in the burning oil around her, removing it from the air for that post. She then lets out a devastating roar, causing a massive shot of burning oil in a line. This attack has an OS of 1000 and a range of 40 meters and a width of 5 meters.

Lutra Tos: Shok (Lutra Oil: Shock)

Class: 6, 5, 4, 3

Description: Ajraka's Oil has a considerable ability to store electrical potential. So much so that as Ajraka moves around, she begins building up charge in the oil. Each post, Ajraka gains electrical charge equal to the average of the max speed and strength she used in that post (If the fastest she moved was 400 and she used 400 strength at most, then she gains 400 charge that post. Likewise 200 and 600 respectively would also result in 400 charge). She is able to build charge up to 20% of her reiatsu pool. This charge causes a disruptive electrical field, dampening any reiatsu-type attacks that happen within 5 meters of her oil , be it airborne or on something. Dampened reiatsu attacks have 50% potency and speed. Only reiatsu attacks which have an OS inferior or equal to the charge of Ajraka's oil will be effected.
If Ajraka does not gain charge for two consecutive posts then the charge is lost. Whenever an attack is dampened by this field, the Charge is reduced by the OS of the attack (Prior to being halved). Charge can only be gained if Ajraka is moving at a speed of at least 400.

At Class 5, not only can this oil store electricity, but by secreting a special oil from Ajraka's body, she can briefly disrupt it's ability to store it, causing a massive, sudden discharge of electricity that courses through all of her oil airborne or liquid. While this does not damage her, it can cause considerable indiscriminate damage to her surroundings. However, this takes time, as such Ajraka cannot gain charge and cause a discharge in the same post (Her Charge will always be at 0 at the end of a discharge and the post o the discharge she cannot get in any last minute increases to charge). This discharge costs 100 reiatsu to accomplish. Charge lost due to inactivity does not cause a discharge, it is lost harmlessly.

The Damage by this discharge is generally uniform throughout whatever it passes through. Frying flesh, skin, whatever nonconductive materials around it, and generally destroying the environment. On a living thing, this causes deep burns throughout the entirety of their body, as though they had been electrocuted or struck by lightning.

At Class 5, Ajraka can store up to 40% of her reiatsu pool in charge.
At Class 4, Ajraka can store up to 60% of her reiatsu pool in charge.
At class 3, the cost of a discharge is reduced to 50 reiatsu.
At Class 2, Ajraka can store up to 80% of her Reiatsu pool in Charge.





Lutra Tos: Impulis (Lutra Oil: Impulse)
Class: 6, 5, 4, 3

Description: Ajraka's oil also has a remarkable ability to conduct nervous impulses and accomplished by the use of the electrical field generated by Lutra Oil Shok so long as Ajraka has at least 500 Charge at the beginning of the post. As such, so long as the oil is within 5 meters of Ajraka's body, she is capable of manipulating it in simple ways. This costs 50 reiatsu to accomplish per post. However, if the oil is part of the oil that is in direct contact with her body (having not yet dripped from it) and the motion does not cause it to break a chain of contact (there has to be line of contact that allows it to conduct without her having to project it through open air) then it does not require reiatsu. Oil controlled in this manner acts as though it had 200 strength and 400 speed.
Additionally, this manipulation is not specific, whenever this ability is used, ALL of the oil that qualifies to be manipulated is moved, as it is effected by the electrical field generated by Ajraka's body and technique, essentially making temporary electromagnetic fields that the oil responds to. As such the motions are very simple, allowing Ajraka to shunt the oil in a particular direction, or collapse in on a certain point. However any more specific actions are impossible.

Additionally, Ajraka

At Class 5, Ajraka can control her oil at a speed and strength equal to 550/275 respectively.
At Class 4, Ajraka can control her oil at a speed and strength equal to 700/350 respectively.
At Class 3, Ajraka can control oil up to 10 meters from her body.
At Class 2, manipulating oil no longer has a reiatsu cost.



Yaseishin Enhancements:

Class 5: Increase duration from 3 to 6 posts.
Class 4: Increase Tech class from 6 to 5
Class 3: Increase Tech class from 5 to 4
Class 2: Increase Tech Class from 4 to 3
Class 1: Increase Tech Class from 3 to 2

Maximum speed and strength attained: 1375 and 1500 producing 1,437 charge (only 1200 is gained due to limitation)
Lutra Charge: 1200/1200

Due to the dampening effect of Lutra charge, Priscila's reiatsu attacks are reduced by 50% in speed and potency.

500 reiatsu used in total
1000/1500 reiatsu remaining
Yaseishin Post 1/6
Hardened Lutra Oil has a durability of 600

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Needless to say, this was a situation Priscilla was not getting out of. Her bow release automatically shut itself down, as she couldn't keep it up in order to actually fight. She began to calm down, keeping herself going through the pain she was currently in. Having a rather high pain tolerance was certainly beneficial, but that didn't mean she couldn't feel the pain of effectively most of her bones being shattered. "Tch, looks like I've been bested," she managed to say. Her breathing drastically slowed down, as she began to stare at the woman in front of her in order to understand what the hell just happened.

"Might I ask your name?" she asked, making it fairly clear that her aggression towards the woman was gone. She was certainly interested in gaining information for those who defeated her, or those she defeated. She'd need to make a mental note of her name, that was certain. It was certainly an interesting ride that she was put through, even if she was in a bad situation to begin with. Perhaps she could grow to get along with that woman? Sure, they had just fought, but she obviously wasn't shinigami, no matter the origin of the techniques she used. After all, it's as simple as adapting a fighting style from an opponent, a strategy Priscilla knew well. For now, though, she'd need to wait on the woman's response.

(OOC: Yeah,,, Priscilla got beat pretty hard here, Ajraka won this!)

[Ajraka Kuchiki]

Ajraka couldn't help but be VERY pleased! She grinned from ear to ear as the woman accepted defeat. Not only that, but she could sense that the woman's reiatsu had all but died out. She chuckled lightly at the woman's reply. "I'm Ajraka Kuchiki. Adopted into the Shinigami Kuchiki family. Though admittedly it was originally as a pet more or less." For the first time that smile faltered, Ajraka wearing her heart on her sleeve as always. That part did sting. Even when she had first sensed it in her father. She was dissappointed that he saw her more as a pet than a real daughter at first. But at the very least, now adays, he fully saw her as his daughter. Something that gave her no end to her enjoyment.

"I don't really like beating up humans. They don't tend to last too long. But I also don't like braggers." She hummed. And indeed, Ajraka hadn't really boasted at all about her strength. She hadn't told Priscila that she stood no chance, or compared their strengths, or what she thought they were compared to one another. No, she had simply played things by ear. Focused on more meaningful topics of conversation. Enjoying her own little jokes and everything. And the fact that Priscila wasn't cursing her with her final breaths actually made Ajraka happy.

"Oh! You did say you always wanted to know what otter fur feels like!" She clapped her hands together, smiling excitedly as she squatted down and then placed Priscila's hand on her cheek, more or less rubbing her face into it happily as a dog might. It was very soft, and wet. The oil made her soft and slippery more or less all the time. But it wasn't like a slime, more like the kinds of oils that people put on their skin to look all young. And Ajraka did pause. "Hmm, now that I think about it, I don't really know a lot about you either." She mused.

She paused, tilted her head, and then poked Priscila's face, lightly feeling the woman's cheek. Hmm. Honestly not much different from a bount or a shinigami. Well. A lot less rude than a bount at least. Or noble shinigami. "Hmmm. As the winner. I AM entitled to a prize." She paused, looking over Priscila, searching her pockets and such for anything she liked. But honestly she didn't find anything. So with a shrug, she scooped the woman up into her arms and stood up, grinning. "As the winner of this fight! I shall take this quincy as my prize! Couple months on my ship will do ya some good! Sides, you're being really polite. Least I can do is heal you all up before I chuck ya back!" She pointed out happiily.

She gave Pris a light pat on the hip, and then promptly vanished with another shunpo, blitzing her way away from the scene before some kind backup arrived. She didn't really wait for Pris to give permission or anything. After all, Ajraka WAS a pirate. She kidnapped peeps all the time! How else did ya think she got so many different races in her crew? Of course, Priscila was one of those super whitey quincy. So she didn't imagine they would join her littl epirate crew. but at the very least, the woman's presence would be appreciated. They could learn from eachother. Maybe even become friends! And once all that was said and done, she could drop Priscila back off in the world of the living to rejoin her comrades.



But for now?
This pale 5/10 quincy was going to be hanging out with her and her crew! As Ajraka sped off, they would rapidly arrive, and soon the MASSIVE hulk of her ship would show off in the distance.

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{The Ship}

Was sleeping, laid out along the ground, the modified Gillian all set and ready for takeoff once it was actually woken up. With the spiritual energy from the fight, all the crew was already on board, used to having to get ready to leave at a moment's notice thanks to their somewhat whimsical Captain! An arrancar stood just behind that big spikey mask, a small pit in the sides of the beast, the huge thing well over 80 feet long and twenty feet wide. Her living ship opened up, the man lifted a brow, quizzically at Ajraka, but he moved aside as she hopped in, and that big bulk began to stir. And before long? A garganta tore it's way across the skies, the ship shifting as Ajraka carried the woman all the way to her quarters. Until she got some sort of suppressant on the woman, she didn't want them mingling with the rest of the ship. So for now, the broken woman would be set down on her own bunk as the healer, Siji, ironically another quincy, would soon arrive to stabilize the woman.

Ajraka would be unable to help but smile to herself as she turned her back on the likely-unconscious quincy and her own little healer, glancing at the massive quartz table in the middle of her cabin. a dark, dead thing. A remnant of what she had once been a part of. Something that almost seemed like a dream now, making her wonder if perhaps she'd just imagined the lot of it. Her claws tapped against the table, and, as she often did, she considered her actions. Kidnapping a quincy. Presumably a potentially important one. The woman had a LOT to be desired in her unreleased state. But once she was released, Ajraka probably put her at.....high lieutenant low captain level? She certainly was potentially dangerous. So it made sense she might be pursued. Or may be hunted in the future. She supposed it depended on how cohesive and caring quincy were about their teammates (PFFFhah). She supposed, for now, she would just push that out of her mind and worry about it later. For now, she took out a label gun, set to 'Ajraka's" and casually walked around Siji to make her way to Priscila's forehead.

Naturally, she had to mark all of her kidnapees. To ensure her crew didn't get too rough. Absolutely not because she liked seeing her own name on people's foreheads.

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Lol I forgot to grade this, sorry.

Priscilla has 25 Paragraphs. 250 TP.
Ajraka has 33 Paragraphs plus an extra 100 from Victory. 430 TP.