Drip Drip [Opening Training]

[Jacqueline ACK]

CTP Training:


"Splish splash...... this town will be outtaaa whack...hehehe. Soon...all the rain drops coming falling down....falling down...falling down...just likeeee the London bridges that come falling down..my fair lady." Playing around always did help stretch out the muscles after a good night's rest. Time pretty much meant really nothing when dreaming away the thoughts and worries that were there before, but really did leave a litte knot in various places. Yeah, lots of knots hurt and ache. There was no way she was going to do much in that condition. So, she wanted to start off small with a light work out to get the blood pumping first. And oh boy, did her blood get pumping alright.

The familiar rush of adrenaline. Throbbing waves of euphoria that run along her nerves made her skin dance and split by each and every beat of her heart. Panting breathes and an unnerving sensation that made her want even more. "Splish splash, this town will soon be outtaa whack.." she repeated ever so lightly with each new line made on the canvas. Not everything was pretty about her art, but so was the reality of the world itself. Surely the people of Karakura would be able to forgive a few screw ups here and there. After all, the town was full of screw ups.

Letting the fluids run and drawing out past the boundaries they were meant to reside in, she couldn't help but let more run down. Staying in the box only meant that new methods and art would never be born. Keeping to what was already known is good and all but lacked a sense of personality to it. Jacqueline didn't want to be like everyone else. She wanted to stand out. The girl didn't care about being in the spot light really when it came to achievements or glamour. Nah nah nah that wasn't it. She wasn't in it for the fame or fortune that would come to being recognized. Nope. What was being sought after...... What she wanted.......was to make people aware. "MmmmMPGGGHHHHHHH." The gag was holding and muffled any loud noises her canvas was letting out. Oh, how much she wished she could hear it echo in the night sky. But sadly it would have to wait.

"What's wrong? You said you wanted to have some fun with me right? Isn't that the reason you were touching me all over back in the alley way?" Criminals and people like the man she had come to meet were all the same. They do so believing that they can pick on those who seemed to be defenseless, believing that they won't be touched or harmed so long as they can inspire fear. This was had a knife, and lured her into a place that was too dark to see what was going on within it. Pretty quickly too, as if he had done this before. When criminals act very swiftly, then it is usually because they are confident in what they are doing, or because they done it too often and knowing how it works with certain people. The usual way how they thought when looking to score. But sadly though, she was looking too heehee.

The wailings came out first. They started off the first series of cuts she made with her Scapel. Paralyzing agents work really well when injected into the neck, a place that she is fairly capable of reaching when giving men like this just a little taste of paradise. Soon, it would kick in, which will lead into the next stage of their little "fun time." Then came the muffles. He was obviously conscious still and was able to let out a few words if hardly none at all. Eye movement showed a lot of activity after the first incisions were made. Then slowly, the muffles faded until a dank smell would come after an hour or so of play time. After that, the fun part started to go away and made everything else boring. But still..... the feeling that whipped her back into her step. Something that made her itch throb.

This was only just a single scratch, and no where near enough to satisfy it.

[Akira Hinosai]

Luca stood behind the couch. Reiko was still awake, watching some drama Luca didn't recognize. He said nothing, instead waiting for her to acknowledge his presence, if she would. After a time, Luca decided to break the silence. "Hey, it's getting late. You should probably go to bed." he said, not unkindly. She looked up at him with her sad, tired eyes. "Oh...don't worry, I took a nap when I got home." she trailed off. Luca didn't want to care about the mother of his host family, but his heart was not so frozen over. He didn't pry, but he was smart enough to piece together the story. Reiko was trapped in a loveless marriage, working a job she hated. The plight of the ordinary. Luca would sooner die than be like that. "I'm heading out, you need anything?"

She perked up at that. "It's getting late, you should probably go to bed." That caught Luca off guard. Did she just make a joke? It was hard to tell. Her face remained the same. "Oh please, this is nothing. Ya know, back home, I used to pull all-nighters all the time!" She smiled at that. He made his way to the door before turning around and flashing finger guns in her direction. "Last chance if you want anything." She didn't. Exiting the apartment complex, Luca found Karakura by moonlight to be...quiet. He didn't mind, but he wasn't about to get cocky and let his guard down. This was hollow central after all. That wasn't something he was going to forget.

Luca ran down the street. The exercise was so...pedestrian. Yet at his current level, it was suggested to him that "Just using soul command to, like, jump across buildings and stuff." was dangerous. Ordinarily, he wouldn't have cared, but the possibility of being crippled was enough to set him straight. He had to get stronger though. As it stood, he couldn't afford to believe himself above conventional exercise. So he continued, with only his thoughts for company. Stop thinking about her. There's nothing you can do for her, you idiot. He wasn't normally like this. Luca wasn't prone to mushy stuff like this, and it made him sick, if he was being honest. So then, why couldn't he stop?

Stopping to catch his breath, something seemed...off. It was a feeling he was well acquainted with. He wasn't sure what, and he wasn't sure why, but he knew something bad was going on. He could almost hear something, if he focused hard in the quiet winter night, and he would be damned if he didn't find out what it was. He was Luca Castabella, and sticking his nose where it didn't belong was what he did best.

[Jacqueline ACK]

The loose strands of white hair frolicked freely in the breeze of the night air. Untucked and feathering along with the course of the gentle waves that brushed past her cheeks, the Fullbringer danced and skipped down the dimly lit streets of the neighborhood with little to no care in the world. A tongue motion tracing the edges of her teeth and against their smooth surfaces. It ran along the lined row until meeting up with the fang like tips of her narrowing back row with a small sense of excitement of the coming hunt. She was biting her time until someone came along. For sure, hardly anyone would be out during these times of the night as the bed would call to the people, while for those who had other objectives, this made for a better time to linger out. All the more reason why she remained out.

She dottled and skipped about, a free spirited girl minding her own business. Frail looking and slender if not for the heavy ragged hoodie that concealed it beneath its woven layers of cotten and warmth. Jacqueline hummed softly to herself, going down the lines of "London Bridges" muttering the words in near silence..."..falling down...falling down...London Bridges falling down..." Only two years she has officially been alive, but never allowing the facts of her birth hitting home. At least she believed that they were not. How she actually came about didn't matter to her, not in the slightest she thought to herself with a single finger came to fiddle with the hanging chain that dangled from her collar.

The streets seemed to be a bit lonely. One step, then another, the girl hopped, skipping the imaginary stones that only she saw in front of her. She could only imagine water rushing around them with her wanting to avoid getting herself wet at all cost. Despite looking mature there was much of herself that remained almost child-like. But that was her little secret, perhaps even to herself. A little action here and there to help move things along. Some noise of an innocent girl who was simply walking back home from a good time alone in the dark streets. Apartment lights and few houses only helped some part in lighting up the darkened streets, but nearly enough. Lots of good alley ways and corners that can be used, almost tempting the idea of having herself to be played with. With little to no visibility, it would be easy to be taken advantaged of as the surroundings became more and more isolated away from the human eye. At least in plain sight.

Then, she heard it. The footsteps. Slow footsteps to be exact. The sort of stepping that were making an attempt to keep themselves quiet. They came from behind, drawing closer and closer. Jacq made further noise to block out any surrounding sounds that would allow her to hear properly. Of course, this was done on purpose. She wanted this person closer. They drew closer. She could feel a creeping sensation crawling up her spine. Like pin needles spiking across her lower back and slowly prickling up her shoulders to the base of her neck. She could feel each of the hairs on her body begin to stand and brush against the insides of her clothes. They tingled as much as her excitement was growing before a firm hold came to surround her right forearm to spin her around. A sudden crash of a pair of trash cans heard, then the firm surface of the bricked wall smacking into her backside.

"Acck.." she yelped softly, taken by surprise as to how forceful this one was compared to the others. The flickering light overhead cast the shadow of her assailant over her sights, which only allowed a bit of descriptive detail to be made out for the first few moments. Her eyes needed to adjust, but before they could she could feel the shadow's warmth wash over her neck. Heavy breathes of someone who was hungry and had in their possession what would satisfy it. Another moment later more details could be made out. A business suit. A small briefcase. Five foot Eight inches? Five foot nine? Somewhere around there. Definitely a man, clearly in their thirties or so. He was hunched over a bit so he could easily have more access to her body. Her captured arm was lifted over her head with his own body hunching further into hers. Was she trying to show utter dominance? Probably was. She had no choice...

"Pl-please...Don't hurt me." she shivered. Her body shook, fidgiting within his grasp. Jacqueline withdrew as much as she possibly could into the wall that did not give way to her. She was trapped, feeling smaller by every second that went by. Both knees buckled and trembled as the night air made it's presence all the more noticeable when kissing the beads of sweat that were slowly forming along her pale white skin. "Please...I-I'll give you all the money I ..I have... Just let me go." She looked as if she was a mere child. A young woman turning into a little girl in the eyes of those looking. The nerves within her constricting and pulsing. Her body felt hot. She felt as though she could literally combust into flames at any moment. "Don't worry. I will make sure that it doesn't hurt much, my little Angel."

His face delved deeper towards her neck. Into the tempting surface that was being exposed by his clawing left hand. A small surface of skin exposed to his lustful eyes..... She made her own googely eyes. Eyes filled with pleasure and brimming with desire. She wanted him to get more excited. More. Give me more. Give me more of those wanting expressions.........So I can take it away from you." she thought to herself, and without the man realizing her left hand was already tugging along the inner surface of her hoodie's sleeve. And with it, the small scapel she used not long ago....Hehehe, more.. More...MoremoremoremoremoreMOREMOREMOREMORMEORE!

[Akira Hinosai]

Luca didn't like this one bit. Part of him wished someone, anyone else could investigate this. Someone like Amare. He was probably too stupid to feel fear. Yet some other part of him cried out that he was Luca Castabella. He wasn't supposed to fear anything! Fear is for people who aren't me He pulled out his trusty shovel. His true fullbring still eluded him, but he'd used the shovel to great effect before. He would again if he had a fight on his hands. He continued his walk down the street. The soft hum of the street lamps was like a funeral dirge. In his off-hand Luca flicked the lighter, just to do something with all his nervous energy.

Being afraid isn't just not being scared. It's being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Those were the kinds of sayings Luca repeated to himself, hoping he would eventually believe them. In spite of it all, if there was someone getting hurt, he had a responsibility would help them. He was no Amare, but he didn't need to be. All throughout his life, those with power used it to walk all over those who didn't. Now that he had power, he was going to be different. Anyone who tried to prey on the weak would get what they deserved.

Laughter spilled from Luca's mouth as he finally reached what was making the noise. There was no hollow lying in wait, but a low life about to do something unspeakable to some girl. Maybe they knew each other prior, maybe they didn't. None of that mattered. All that mattered was that Luca was going to put a stop to it. "My my isn't this a sordid scene!" Luca twirled his shovel in his hand as he approached slowly. There was no need for stealth, not with worms like the one before him."You don't have to be afraid anymore." he said looking at the girl. Looking at the man, Luca began again "You...have no IDEA how much I am going to enjoy putting you down!"

[Jacqueline ACK]

"Yes...Yess...Just a little more." the thought ran through her head with looming excitement that shrouded over the man's very own body, unbeknown to him that the danger currently about to swallow him whole. The bloodied Scapel edged out from the shadow within her sleeve, inching closer to meet with the chilled air of the night. But, before it could be completely drawn out a voiced rang to introduce a brand new presence. A presence that Jacq didn't know was around, or what it was. But nevertheless the voice was there to announce him in a means that the Fullbringer didn't really like all that much. It meant that there was a witness to what was about to go down.

"My my isn't this a sordid scene!" A man? Great, just great. Someone who could cause some trouble if she went ahead and did something now. Jacq wasn't an idiot to do something out in the open. At least, not yet anyway. She wasn't strong or fast to really get away. She couldn't fight in a one on one fight even if she wanted too. Furthermore, she didn't like to put herself in a case that would completely go sour rather quickly. Not strategy or tactics, but merely simple reasoning, and that was something the girl didn't lack. No reason to fight a battle that she couldn't win. Now, there was no way to tell who this new person was, seeing that the man that was still fawning over her pretty much towered over her while still hunched over. No way for her to get a better look at the new guy that came in. Though, who ever he was did make the molester shake about.

She believed that this was the normal reaction upon someone who was up to no good being caught. He shook, pausing for a moment. Probably thinking of a way to get out of the situation. But before he could even say anything, the man responded once again to add to what he said before. "You don't have to be afraid anymore." Now, this had to reserved for her. Who else really? But what he said next actually surprised her. "You...have no IDEA how much I am going to enjoy putting you down!" The man shuttered for a moment. He slowly reclined back to stand straight. His face looked pale. Without even looking to see the man, his voice rose, shuttering, scared based on his tone as he went ahead to respond to the man. "N-now. This..This isn't what you think it is. I was helping this girl to..to get home. Yeah. That's right. Get her home to make sure she gets there nice and safe. You know.... it isn't safe this time of the night... You know?" he chuckled in a very weak tone.

Both his legs were visibly shaking. Almost about the pee himself if given a further scare. It was here that the man turned to face the new arrival, and gave Jacqueline a good view of the newcomer. A good view of the man, though the shadows and dimly lit street didn't help her eyes to see his features. All that she could make out was an oddly shaped tool that he seemed to be carrying around. Best to see what would happen before acting now or else she may find herself in a bit of situation if she out right killed the molester. So, the scapel was kept hidden within her sleeve as she remained quiet and pressed herself into the wall, to make it appear as though she was trying to back away. Her eyes peeking through the bangs of her hair, and waited to see what the man would do to her assaulter.

[Akira Hinosai]

It was comical how terrible a liar this creep was. "Let me lay out the rules of engagement. I do hope you can comprehend them." Luca said drawing closer. He was a salaryman by the looks of him. Yet he may as well have been a deer in headlights for the look he gave Luca. It was the look of a a desperate man who would do anything, say anything to survive. Luca wasn't ordinarily so bloodthirsty. Yet the knowledge of what would have happened here if Luca hadn't chanced by awakened something in him. He still wasn't going to kill him, but that didn't mean this scumbag was emerging unscathed. The salaryman was about to learn that he couldn't take advantage of whoever he wanted. Not without dire consequences, anyway.

"Run, and I'll catch you. Move without my permission, and I'll make you swallow your teeth." A bluff, at least in part. If he was scared off, Luca would have little interest in following him. Yet if he didn't, Luca would make this very...educational. "Now, I'd like you to hand over your wallet." At this point, Luca was starting to sound like a delinquent. Though he had a plan for it. whether the man forked it over or not, or even if he didn't have one on him Luca would say , "I don't want to hear about you doing anything like this again. You understand? Because if I do, I'll get some of my friends, and we'll come pay you a visit, got it?" Luca said through his crooked yellow smile.

"Oh, and one more thing." Luca slammed his shovel into the salaryman's temple, knocking him unconscious. "You ok?" he asked the girl.

[Jacqueline ACK]

The sound of shuttering and quivering were too obvious for this guy to really play off as being innocent. Nothing else could give him more away than being caught red handed with the very crime itself. This new guy came onto the scene and saw him with his pants down around his ankles. What the man said to Molester completely took over. The damn guy couldn't even come up with the words to reply back to him. More or less, he was going to make a run for it, or at least try to actually think that or tell his body to do it. Either way, the man was knocked out before any of his thoughts could be processed into action. A quick love tap to the Salaryman's temple made it seem like the newcomer was taking out the trash, figuratively speaking at least.

"You okay?" was the first two words that the man made towards Jacqueline. Casually from the look of it, but that didn't matter to her. What did matter was that he stole her moment of fun, and a the climax to sentencing the perv to death. A unclimatic end to what was building up into a splash to euphoria made the Fullbringer want to tear the strands of hair off of her scalp. The level of dismay displayed across her face of being completely irritable. "I'm fine." she grunted whilst she lifted herself back to a proper stand while looking down at the Salaryman. Her bangs brushed aside as she came to fix her frazzled hairline, parting the brown strands of hair on the left away from the strands of white off to the right, to better view the man altogether. A deep red right iris reflected his image as the pale brown left copied his figure into her left eye.

He seemed to have a better complexion than that of herself with a wavy sort of curl to his hair. Nearly the same color hair as what resided to the right region of hair that covered her scalp down to her shoulders. The Heterochromic girl gazed up at the man then back down to the pervert. "Geez, how boring to end this with just a bop like that to the head. I mean, come on, couldn't you have just used the edge of that thing to cave in his head or something?" Jacqueline had come to crouch over the man's limp body as he remained unconscious and foaming a bit from the mouth. To see such excite in his eyes become nothing more than that of a dead Fish's gaze killed the mood entirely, and which made the Fullbringer sour. "Well, no use in crying over spilled milk, right?" Jacq had definitely dropped the innocent tone she had when seemingly being assaulted by the man as there was no use in trying to keep a cover up anymore. The honest truth to it was due to her mood and excitement plummeting harder than a Watermelon off an Apartment complex.

"Why not just kill him when you had the chance, huh?" The girl's head rolled back as her neck arched to place the man in her sights once more. The world itself was turned upside down, though her body had not moved from it's crouched position. The glimmer of silver reflecting off the exposing scapel slowly being removed from it's hiding spot came out to play, and drew close to the unconscious man's bruised temple. "If you want the message to get across, then being direct, and as messy as possible is the best way of doing it." she said with the similar gaze as the Salaryman was giving now; dead fish. Jacqueline had no qualms of killing the man as he laid. She didn't take a second thought or hesitated in her actions to do what she wanted to do. The Fullbringer had no qualms of killing in front of the man who came to her rescue. She just wanted to get rid of his nagging frustration that was building up inside.

[Akira Hinosai]

The girl's response filled Luca with confusion at first. He supposed it would be normal for a near-victim to be shaken up after what they went through, but questioning why he didn't kill the man was...odd. "Well when you're doing the saving, you get to pick what happens to the villain." Luca muttered. He certainly felt no pity for the salaryman laying unconscious on the ground, but Luca wasn't a killer. He'd read enough books to know what happens when you kill one person, however righteously. Suddenly all kinds of killing become ok to you. The next thing you know some hero is putting you down. Luca wasn't about to become someone like that. Besides, bodies raised police investigations, and sometimes bodies could give rise to hollows.

Luca's unease grew as her demeanor shifted. She really is crazy! Luca carefully considered his next words. He wasn't about to defend some creep like the one she wanted dead, not specifically. That wasn't a hill he wanted to die on, but his was of doing things wasn't exactly wrong. His concentration was shattered when she killed him where he collapsed. In that instant, she went from crazy, possibly abused girl to very real danger. Luca readied his shovel if she tried anything, but he wasn't going to hurt her unless she tried something first. Luca's heart raced in his chest. This situation wasn't somewhere he wanted to be, but he was. At this point he had to do something, no matter how scared he was. Taking a deep breath to steady himself he began "Look, just take it easy, ok?" He laughed nervously.

"That was pretty reckless. I'm not saying he didn't deserve it, but..." Luca could sense something on her. She wasn't normal. "Trust me, I couldn't care less about what's legal, but the cops are going to come down on you like thunderbolts if they find out. You have to know that..." he was beating around the bush at this point, unsure about revealing himself and his knowledge to her, but he had to. He hated how scared he sounded despite his best efforts. He was strong, not some cowardly lion. Yet seeing a man bleeding out on the street was something far more graphic and real than what he'd seen with hollows. Their blood was black, and their masks rendered them inhuman. "What are you going to do if he becomes a hollow with way more power to hurt kids than he ever did while he was a cowardly little worm?" If he was wrong about her spirit powers, she likely was too crazy to be believed if she went and told people about it. 

Whether she was unstable enough to attack him for disagreeing with her methods, Luca couldn't say, but he wasn't about to beat her up without mercy. There was a chance she really was some poor, abused girl gone down a dark path. If that was the case, Luca would at least try to reason with her first. If not...well he didn't think that far.

[Jacqueline ACK]

Was this guy foolish or just plain stupid? She had to wonder either or both at the same time since this guy is wielding a shovel, and using it as a weapon in the middle of the night. Also, if this guy was wanting to carry out justice, then he was definitely doing a half-assed job doing so. Letting off a Rapist with just a small tap to the head to knock him out and hope that he won't do it again. Such hopeful thinking. The laws that are put into place by a morally corrupt system won't change a thing when even the convicted can get away by throwing money away, or just making sure that there is not enough evidence to be convicted. The message is simply saying that the government is willing to over look their acts. Jacqueline wouldn't be so lenient. The message she will give is those that prey on the innocent, then they will meet the same end as any other rabid dog.

The ground around her was slowly painted red as the deep shade rolled over the surface. The scapel once again tasted the strong flavor of the iron within the scum's body as she kept her eye contact with that of Luca. From a few moments ago, he seemed to play a noble and brave hero, yet, something seemed off about him. To add to it, he knew about Hollows and what not, though she didn't have any information as to how Hollows were made. But by judging from his words and aspect, if someone like the Rapist dies, then quite possible for them to turn into the spirits with the masks. "You say the weirdest things sir. You say that as if this is the first time I've done this." she spouted out plainly.

He was talking about taking it easy, to do what she believe was best when protecting someone, about the Police being involved, etc. Each statement and perspective he pointed out wasn't new to her, though to be honest, it was the first time she heard someone actually say it. "You think that those things haven't come to mind?" she continued though removing herself from the crouched into a stand again. But, just thinking about it did bring a smile to her face. She dealt with people who used their authority to get their way, whether it was financial gain or just favors. The police were no different as much as high corporate officials. Just how many of them will come after her, like Moths to the fire. She couldn't bare to keep it back.

When looking back to Luca, her face just twisted into a Chersher cat smile, "But, just thinking about how many people like them will come to look for me, it will make it all the more fun. Don't you think?" Oooohhh how exciting it would be to be able to kill so many people like the Rapist. If she killed people more corrupt Officers, and others like them, how more attention would that bring to lure in the bigger filth out into the opening. Will city officials get in on this? "Will there be bigger fish to eat? More Police? More killers and Rapists? Oh, just how many will be here for me to get rid of." her voice nearly screeched with utter excitement. "And if he becomes a Hollow, then I'll kill him again. And this time, I'll be able to take my time with it." she smirked.

Her smirk grew. The scapel dripped with beads of red moisture. The tiny instrument glistened under the figure of the Fullbringer. "Hey, do you think if we make a real mess here, do you think that they will come now?" Her body tingled all the more now. She wanted more. She needed....

[Akira Hinosai]

Luca wasn't some moral guardian. He would be the first of many to admit that. Yet he was far from stupid. He knew what he wanted to say, but he struggled to think how he could phrase it. This girl was right about more than Luca was comfortable admitting around the likes of Amare. His thoughts raced in his head as he struggled to find ways to articulate them. He would have been much more comfortable if the girl was a complete monster, not just misguided and dangerous. Yet even Luca knew he had to try and talk sense to her. There didn't seem to be a way out of this that would ensure Luca not feel bad in some way. He would be a phony if he told her The system works! Trust it, and by working in it you can change it! He yet she may not appreciate political debate, if Luca decided to be honest with her.

"The cops won't stop coming until you're dead or in jail. The system that put them in place will replace the ones you killed. The media will paint you as insane, and that'll be the end of it. All of it because you thought death was just as effective as striking fear into criminals. God, some part of you has to know this. You're not some revolutionary. You've got no political momentum. You and me, we've got powers most people can only dream about! We're the ones who can really do something. You really are crazy if you want to throw that away just so you can kill some insignificant worms."

The passion, the fear, the anger all flew out of him. He only half considered what he said, and even less of him remembered it once he said it. Luca hated being some lecturer, but it wouldn't sit right with him, someone throwing their life away. Doubly so when that person was a fullbringer. Yet Luca was no fool. If she couldn't be reached and tried to harm him, he'd have to defend himself. He was a fighter, and with that came instincts. He didn't really expect her to listen. Especially considering how inflammatory Luca got towards the end. His mind ran calculations as he readied for her response. She wasn't going to get the jump on him, and Luca wasn't going down easy. She'd see that for herself if she tried anything...

[Jacqueline ACK]

"You and me, we've got powers most people can only dream about! We're the ones who can really do something. You really are crazy if you want to throw that away just so you can kill some insignificant worms." She sighed. Crazy. No political agenda. Seen as some revolutionary. All of what he said pretty fell on deaf ears. Not really. Not that his words fell on deaf ears or so, just... "What is really insane is this world and the rules that it made for itself." she stated. Honestly, she wondered if this is what her mother felt when she did all these things. "Cops will replace Cops, and the people will call me insane." Crazy. Mad. Her fingers were pressed against her chest, the material of the cloth ruffled and crumbled with the paper that resided beneath it was pressed into. The notebook that her mother left behind was kept close to her heart.

She looked back at those words that were scribbled into it. Jacqueline eyes wandered through the openings of the loose bangs in her sights up to the sky. A black sky that is filled with twinkling lights of the stars that just filled the void with wonder and life. A light born within the darkness. "Rules that were made and yet are constantly broken. Not that it is planned to be broken, but really just shows how weak it all is..... My mom knew the truth about it all. She saw it, experienced it, and really did believe that something like a system will come to protect her." The Fullbringer recalled those pages in the front of the notebook. Her mom was sent to an Asylum due to some stupid reason. She defended herself and was called crazy. Doctors who used their authority to take advantage of her situation and abused her. Treated her like a toy.

She could only imagine what she had to go through. Being touched like that, to scream and with no one coming to help, to slowly fall into a pit of unwinding lies and hypocrisy that the world painted over itself to manipulate the people that resided in it. "The truth of this world covered in lies and such sad morality that is used to control people. They called my mom the same thing. But, I can see it too... I'm not a revolutionary. To hell with all that." she smiled, drawing her gaze down to that of Luca, "I see....I'll show everyone. Me and my mom are just ahead of the curve." Within the shadows veiling over her eyes, the reiatsu that pulsed within her body rose, unintentionally. Both of her eyes hued with reiatsu to bright the natural color of both her eyes from the shadows beneath her bangs as they were keen on the man. "We got sick of a world that keeps its mask on. So, I am going to tear it off. Rip off the fake lying face that wants to fool everyone, and show everyone the truth of the reality that they live in.........And it is going to be biblical."

Her lips widened into another Chersher Cat sneer, nearly ear to ear. The silver of her Scapel drawn back into her sleeve as the other hand unhooked the second weapon in her arsenal. A small kitchen knife, merely 6' in length within her left sleeve. There was no need for hesitation as her legs pushed off the ground into a sprint towards the man to close the distance. "I'll show you first."

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{Jacqueline}

Lunacy Lunatic Class 8 Rank 1


Strength - 50 (/30%) = 35

Speed - 75 (/30%) = 52.5

Spiritual Pressure - 50 (*x3) = 150

Reiatsu Strength - 50 (/30%) = 35

Light Aura - 30

Dark Aura - 70

Instinct - 75 (/30%) = 52.5

Senses - 50 (/30%) = 35

Energy sensory - 0

Healing Expertise - 0


SP Total: 350



Skills:

1. Strength of Will: 1

2. Stealth: 1

3. Knives: 1

4. Battle Analysis: 1

5. Poison Craft: 1

6. Pain Tolerance: 1

7. Blood Loss Resistance: 1


SKP: 7/15

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{Play me first}

[Akira Hinosai]

The girl had made up her mind a long time ago. Words wouldn't sway her. Luca's heart sank as he realized that. As she began to speak again, Luca grounded his teeth. Her speech was disjointed, but that was to be expected. She was insane, after all. She held something to her chest, but Luca did not know for sure what it was. She spoke of her mother, and how a hypocritical system betrayed her somehow. Maybe insanity runs in the blood.  Even so, Luca found himself feeling some pity for the girl. Though if only one of them could walk out of here alive...

Luca let her continue her talk of destroying the world that was so flawed. Luca almost regretted disagreeing with her. She was so sure of herself, as though her words were immutable truths. He wished she could have just been some unfeeling monster. At least then he could beat her bloody without a second thought. Why did she have to go complicate things? Even as she spoke, Luca knew impossible wishes wouldn't get him out of the situation, but his combat skills would. He was a lot stronger than when he first came to Karakura. If his words failed, his shovel wouldn't. He would try not to kill her, but he wouldn't tell her that. In a fight, that might be something she could take advantage of. 

What would Uzaki do with her? Put her in jail, probably.  Even as Luca held his shovel out for the moment she decided to make him her next victim, the thought of her rotting in a jail cell wasn't appealing to him. Could he even save her from herself? Luca didn't know for sure. If nothing else, he could save himself. It was only when her eyes glowed did Luca realize the strength of her spiritual pressure. With that, the fear she tried so hard to impart found its way into Luca again. She can't be stronger than me, can she? I'm not about to lose to some stupid girl! 

She ran at him with the smile of a slasher villain plastered on her face, but hell would freeze over before Luca became her victim! No matter how dangerous the situation,  Luca was glad she was finally speaking a language he was good at speaking. She was fast, but Luca was faster. Side stepping to the right before she could gut him, he attempted to slam his shovel into her back while it was still exposed to him...

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{stats}
Strength:75(52)

Speed:100

Reiatsu Strength:50

Spiritual Pressure:30

Instinct:75(112)

Senses:50

Energy Sensory:50

Healing Factor:0

Light Aura:70

Dark Aura:30

Analyzing: 1

Learning: 1

Strength of Will: 1

Weapon (Polearms): 1

Battle Analysis: 1

Stealth: 1

Acting: 1

[Jacqueline ACK]

"aaaaaaaaaa" she moaned with muttering breath as she went ahead in. This excitement. This rush. The Fullbringer closed the distance as quickly as she could, seeing that he didn't run away like all the others. His stern gaze was completely fixated on the now rather than what had passed. He definitely appeared to be gathering thoughts as to what was going to happen now, and so he acted accordingly. He was prepared to die, to stand up against her as both of them will embrace in the dance of death together. "THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO LIVE!" she barked out with trodding feet as he fled to the side with a swing motion to bring down his weapon.

It was certainly big, and easily to handle though it did seem to require both hands to swing with if she saw correctly. Who knows really to be honest considering it is dark outside. But anyways, she kicked out towards the ground as the weapon came down. She would definitely be avoiding before - *whack* its edge cut her. Her shoulder throbbed hot, pulsing as she did take the step away from his swing. Her eyes wandered for a moment before noticing the heat wasn't from the rush of the situation, but it was spreading down her hoodie. A thin trail of red was lining down the side of her tummy and toward the side of her waist. There was no way. She knew she avoided it, but then why. She took another moment to recollect. He...didn't move like the others did.

The shoulder felt sore as it bled. She knew she avoided him. Jacqueline was no expert of fighting or a Doctor, but she didn't knew she dodged a strike from whatever it was he was carrying. A small cringe moving the shoulder a bit. This was definitely an injury caused by him. Could it be that he was accustomed to doing things like this? She smirked. He didn't seem to hesitate. His body didn't buckle like the others. Yes. He wasn't shaking like the others. His posture wasn't quivering like the man who was now laying in the pool of his own blood. Yes. This guy was different. More exciting. She was getting.."..wet." she uttered. That toothy smile came back out as she went in again. Another straight charge at the man, though this time with a bit of added flare.

The kitchen knife was removed from within her left sleeve, letting his eyes catch a glimpse of the 6 inch blade. Dazzling flicker of light went about across the metallic surface for only a moment before she went ahead she flung it towards Luca with an over the shoulder throw. Not an accurate or precise throw, she wasn't an expert in knife handling after all. However, being as close as she was to him, the knife would certainly be striking somewhere around his upper right shoulder, and if he wasn't careful, then quite possibly the right side of his face. But no matter. She clung close to the ground as she advanced, with scapel in her right hand close to her, went towards his center with a left shoulder charge.

[Akira Hinosai]

Luca wasn't quite a stranger to fights in which his life was on the line, but he wasn't a seasoned warrior either. Yet he'd read plenty of books on the subject, and just now he was starting to feel the intoxicating effect battle was described to have on a person. If he was scared, he didn't realize it anymore. Fear had turned to adrenaline, and adrenaline forged him into a fighter. He felt the satisfaction of knowing his attack had worked to great effect. Seconds could have been hours or hours seconds. The girl paused for a moment, but Luca didn't attack her. Instead, he took a few steps back to reestablish distance. He would be ready for whatever she tried next.

If she was smart, she'd take the wound as an indicator she couldn't win, but Luca doubted that. "I'LL TEACH YOU NOT TO UNDERESTIMATE ME!"  She reached into her sleeve. Luca found that odd, but didn't think much of it. That's when it hit him. There was a split second between the sound of something flying past his head, and the pain washing over him. instinctively he put a hand to his face only to be met with a fountain of blood. Yet the eye not obscured by his hand saw the girl running at him, and he knew she was too close for him to safely attempt another sidestep

All it would take was one stab to the chest and he'd be done for. He was all alone out here. He was desperate, and he wanted to live. Muscle memory took over. His mind seemed to jump to some maneuver he had practiced a hundred times with practice weapons. He was going to put both hands back on the blade and parry with everything he had. The sharp edge of the shovel might just be enough to cut her again. So long as she was bleeding more than him, he was winning. If eyes were the windows to the soul, his would be telling her "I will survive this. I will win."

[Jacqueline ACK]

Her shoulder charge seemed to have connected, but he had his eye keen on what came afterwards. He knew better to keep his eye on what the greater danger was, ensuring that her weapon was out in the open before really taking action. Luca's body took in her shoulder to only brace himself for the scapel that came his way. His burly hands at the ready to push her small incision weapon away from his own body off to the side to escape the direct danger. All the while this happened, his arms readied to bring down the heavy shovel looking weapon. She was too far into his space to really avoid further injury, or to escape. There was literally no where to go.

Both of his hands were edging toward the back handle of his shovel to seemingly dig the sharp edge of his weapon into her. Once more she pushed inward to force his balance off, though most likely it wouldn't happen. He was bigger than her. As a guy, he obvious had the advantage over her in strength, stature, muscle, and yeah, a lot of other areas. Both of their bodies will collide again keeping their bodies connected. Their eyes coming to meet as their wills will collide with one desiring to survive, and the other having the desire to take life. The scapel coming back up from over her head to try to sink it into his right shoulder.

This wasn't something to land, but rather direct attention to her armed right hand. Instead, her head would be the main cause of concern considering that the girl was attempting to inch closer to his neck, with teeth bared. If she was successful, then her teeth would sink into his neck to take a single bite out of his ruggish neck.