Stranger's in the Woods

[Arcadus]

Name:

Participants: Arcadus, Tsyoishi, Raphael, Pricilla

World: The desolate wastelands far from the eyes of the shinigami, AKA Arizona


Death Setting: NDE

Rating: R



Location: Wilderness Deserts of Arizona
Special Conditions: N/A



Circumstances: Arcadus has followed a hollow spirit here, and slain it, and is studying it for research purposes, and is found by a certain captain And others.

[Arcadus]

Arcadus is wearing his espada robes, which differ in thier gold trim, and black floral design depticting a rose from traditional Espada robes. He is also wearing his steel silk armor, which pokes up to his neck as his black body glove, and extends down to his calves, which can be seen when he makes long strides or kicks. He is wearing a red and gold gauntlet on his right hand. He's also carrying a set of instruments and a half empty duffle bag, along with his zanpakuto and a blood red calvary sabre, who's sheaths are at his hips on his left side. 

Standing over the insectoid hollow, Arcadus waived his rods and arrays over it, checking the dials and digital displays set in them. It wasn't like he was checking for new things, more to see of the worlds and location to spiritually strong site would matter to his readings, to how hollow reiatsu seemed to coil and collect around spiritual energy once they died. That could be interesting, if the behavior of the energy could be influenced, and given rules, he could manage to use it. 

Looking around the barren orange wasteland, Arcadus didn't see anyone. He couldn't feel anyone. Something was off though. Maybe it was the sun. It was never this bright, this constantly beaming down, as in Los Noches. It annoyed him, maybe he'd bring a sun cover next time. Rolling his eyes and tilting his neck till he hear the POP and satisfied with his research, began to sit down and organize his notes and readings into a document that he could actually reference.

Behavior: Hollow appeared to be incredibly agitated, seemingly being uncomfortable with being this far away from any spirital source or source of food. It was incredibly unwilling to participate or go to this area, likely do to this. It wasn't weak enough to know Gargaunta, and it had, in an attempt to flee Arcadus tracking it, fled here, a desolate wasteland. Noting the size and power of the hollow, Arcadus moved to his next point.

Readings: Energy readings and his own senses told him that this hollow basically died more of exhaustion than the wounds delivered by his new crimson blade. It was practically starving already, and the few wounds and bleeding it encountered did nothing tohelp it. As well, the energy signature of the hollow seemed to coil around him in the lack of other spiritual energy to latch on to, like mist on ice. Noting this, Arcadus made a note to see if he could form a method to trap this energy.

Finishing his note taking, Arcadus looked out over the flat lands. Gods, it was awful out here. Atleast in Hueco Mundo it was cold. Here th only thing to do was to wear less, which he was going to if he had to be here for much longer. Standing in his Espada robe, he patted the floral design that decorated the end of it. Thankfully the white helped keep the sun's heat off of him but it didn't do much for the radiating heat off of the ground. How people lived like this, he'd never know. 

At the edge of his senses, Arcadus could sense something as he packed up his things, and, grabbing and sheatihng both his blood red sabre and his falchioin Zanpakuto, stood to face the incoming presense. "I can sense you, so no need to stay so far way. Come as close as you like, I'm not going to bite you." While who ever had the gawl to track him out this far either had the guts or the power to take him on, he didn't like his odds. Flexing his hand, he willed the red Gold gauntlet to appear on his right hand. 

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{Stats}
Strength 400/1000
Speed 327/327
Reiatsu Str 400/1100
Spiritual Pres 500/250
Instinct 150/100
Senses 100/100
Energy Sensory 223/502

Charisma (5) 4
Analysis (2)
Cero (3)
God Form Art(Curved Swords), (3)
Crafting (3)

Item Durability (All are Class 1)
Bleeding Edge 2200/2200
A.N.G.E.L. 2000/2000
Steel Silk 1600/1600

Rieatsu Pool 2500/2500
Rieatsu Tab
Stacks: 0

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

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{Outfit for the Thread~!}

Ah, good ol' Hell, USA! Taking a deep breath and inhaling the hot air, Priscilla found herself materializing in the midst of the Sonoran with nothing more than a smile. Humming a chipper tune to herself, the girl took ample time in order to look around the area, taking in her surroundings. Truthfully, she very much loved weather conditions like these; anything that wasn't "ordinary" got her blood pumping. It definitely beat the same temperate bullshit she'd have to consistently deal with cooped up in her office for hours on end, that much was for sure. Getting the opportunity to experience actual weather for once was a nice change of pace; one she very willingly welcomed.

Looking around her general area, the girl quickly make sure that she was stepping somewhere safe. Before heading into the desert, she made note of the wildlife she was going to have to deal with while on this mission; plenty of venomous little critters that she frankly didn't want to have to deal with if she could avoid it. With a deep breath, and allowing her senses to run wild, she quickly got a scan over the area, taking in any and every visual and auditory stimulus within her sensory range; that was to say, an absolutely astronomical field that even she struggled to truly grasp most of the time. Most others would find their brains practically melting from the amount of sensory processing that was required; thankfully, she'd long-since gotten used to the pain associated with that.

As she carefully watched her step, as to make sure to avoid stepping even remotely near any snake, scorpion, or centipede that might've found itself out during the day for whatever reason, she made haste toward the rather noteworthy energy signature that had made itself readily apparent in the area; one she'd quickly affiliate with with that of a Hollow; something of an Espada, and a powerful one at that. With a soft sigh to herself, Priscilla continued to walk about, and allowed her Soul Property to begin to activate, allowing her own visibility to completely fade from anyone that didn't find themselves deaf. Those that were completely deaf naturally had nothing to worry about, but for the most part? She'd be quite difficult to detect by anyone.

Making haste toward the scene, and standing behind a rock, Priscilla drew a handgun she'd bought a while back from a not-so-legal vendor, and took aim not at the Espada, but toward the poor, suffering hollow that remained on the ground by the man. She couldn't help but feel bad for such an animal; being tortured like that was no way for someone to live, and not something she was personally going to allow to continue if she could help it. Allowing herself to once again become visible, the Captain Supervisor pulled the trigger, and allowed a bullet to fly from her weapon, aimed precisely toward the hollow's skull.

Assuming her shot found its mark, the Hollow was going to find itself put out of its misery, slowly dissolving itself into dust. Thus was the fate of hollows that went unpurified; destroyed by Quincy. Spinning the firearm around her finger, Priscilla allowed the weapon to quickly find its holster within her coat, as she approached, allowing her reiatsu to flare. Which, sure, was by no means much, but was enough to display her own race and presence to not just Arcadus; but to any others that might've been in the area. She was preparing for a fight.

Taking the opportunity to dig through the man's mind with her own sensory abilities, Priscilla took out a bit of key information about him, and the circumstances around his being here. "Pleasure to meet you, Mister Arcadus," she spoke, her voice as soft as the arid winds that found themselves scattered across the midday desert, "I'd like to ask what someone of your stature is doing here in the Human World, if you don't mind my questioning." With that, she chuckled softly. If Arcadus made any effort to glance at her direction, he'd quickly make notice of the fact that she seemed to have a rather interested smile rising to her cheeks.

Continuing to glance over the scene, picking out every bit of information through that brain of his that she could, she made note of everything she felt was going to be necessary; watch out for that sword, put out the fires, and don't get touched by that glove. Allowing her Quincy Cross to feed off of the residual reiatsu in the area, Priscilla hummed to herself as her arms crossed before the Espada. As she spoke, her voice found itself projecting all around Arcadus, as though she could've been literally anywhere around him. "I'm personally not much of a fighter myself, but I've been tasked with making sure that everything here remains relatively safe. Please, for both of our sakes; lay down your arms and return to Las Noches."

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{Priscilla's Stats & Skills}
Strength: 50 [30]
Speed: 300 [225]
Reiatsu Strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: 400
Senses: 300 [900]
Instinct: 250 [750]
Energy Sensory: 350 [1,050]
Healing Expertise: 0

Light Aura: 100
Dark Aura: 0

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Stealth - 4
Calm Mind - 4
Battle Analysis - 3
War Strategy - 3

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{Items on Her Person}

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{x5 Class 1 Selee Schneide Hilts}
Name: Selee Schneide
Description: A decently sized shaft of spiritual steel resembling that of a sword hilt, with a small loop on the end of it. These Quincy items are necessary for the technique of the same name to be activated.
Type of Item: Tool
Class: 7-1
Item Power (IP): N/A
Offense Type: N/A
Durability: N/A
Bonuses: Selee Schneides are necessary for the Selee Schneide technique. These can be activated by paying a reiatsu cost equal to the cost of firing an arrow of the same class, and cost the same amount of reiatsu per post in order to maintain.
Drawbacks: Reiatsu cost to use the item.
Costs: 250 Ryo + 250 Ryo/Class

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{x1 Class 5 Magnetic Carta}
You don't get to see this lmfao

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{Reiatsu Pool & Decibel Count}
Reiatsu: 3,900/4,000
-500 Reiatsu for Soul Property - Breaking the Habit
+400 Reiatsu from Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment

Decibels: 60dB

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{Soul Property - Breaking the Habit}
Class 1 - Soul - Breaking the Habit - Lastly, through her Soul Property, Priscilla has the ability to almost “force” others to echolocate. It’s through this property that Priscilla is able to distort how others perceive soundwaves, in order to create visual disturbances in the world around her. While this property is active, those in sound that Priscilla creates are forced to perceive the world differently, depending on how she desires; those with arrows attached to them could appear different, not appear at all, look half-damaged, you name it. Naturally while this property is active, the arrows she fires off are all completely hidden from sight. The natural counter to this ability is having high Energy Sensory; generally 600 is required in order to perceive the changes to the world around, but this is reduced by 100 for every rank in Anti-Stealth, Focused Eye, Illusion Resist, and Calm Mind that someone has. Having any combination of 6 ranks in these skills will reduce this to 0 entirely, and make them unquestionably immune if they don’t already have the Energy Sensory requirement. Using this property requires Priscilla to be within the range of one of her arrows (she herself counts), and this cannot be performed at 0dB or lower considering the distinct lack of perceivable sound.

[Tsuyoshi Minamoto]

A Quincy and an Arrancar meet up in the desert. It was almost like a bad joke just waiting to be told so that it could sucker punch some poor sap and make them regret having ears. Unfortunately for the victim, this joke wasn't nearly finished. Above the desolate wastelands of the American Southwest, also known as 'Arizona', the air began to twist and turn as something came into existence. First, a shimmer of spiritual energy, and then immediately followed by a stylized shoji entranceway. From Priscilla's and Arcadus's end, there was no sense of spiritual energy from behind the door until the door finally cracked open, completing the portal between Soul Society and the Living Realm.

All at once Tsuyoshi's erratic and uncontrolled spiritual pressure leaked from the Senkaimon door, which opened slowly, allowing for an eerie blue glow from behind Tsuyoshi as he stepped free from the entranceway. The man arrived alone, floating slowly down from the sky until he landed probably 15-20m away from where Arcadus and Priscilla were standing. Saying he was dressed like a Shinigami was… a stretch, though the complete ensemble he was wearing and his method of arrival left little in the way of interpretation that it could be anything else.

His hair was tied up and into a messy ponytail, as though hastily adjusted to help ensure it didn't fall down and it front of his eyes. Dark verdant eyes sat against skin that had been kissed too many times by the sun and glanced between Arcadus and Priscilla with a mischievous glimmer. His upper body was covered in a Shihakusho whose sleeves had been carefully and tastefully removed just before the shoulder, covering his torso adequately, but leaving both of his arms completely exposed.

His lower body was covered by a traditional hakama, which was tied together with his Shihakusho using a belt made from white fabric. Folded over once, wrapped around his waist on the lefthand side, and secured with the same belt, was a piece of white cloth with a black symbol on it. From the appropriate angle, the symbol was easily identified as the symbol for Third Squad, and any educated or knowledgeable spirit or spiritually enlightened could piece together that it was, in fact, a Haori.

Using separate ties, Tsuyoshi had two swords tied against his left hip - one of which was in a heavily worn, plain scabbard with violet silk wrapping that looked heavily worn, and the other of which was in a well maintained and stylized scabbard that had well maintained black and white hilt wrappings which fell from the very back end of the blade. Tsuyoshi continued a very slow, confident approach until he reached about 10m, equidistant from Arcadus and Priscilla.

"Ehhh? Man, imagine getting your phone blown up for whatever you two are. Tch." He made an exaggerated scoffing noise, his left hand resting on top of his Uchigatana hilt, fingers draped lazily over its end while the other hand was tucked away in his pocket. "What th'hell are a Quincy and an Arrancar doing out in the middle of the desert? And the sensors said Captain-level, too? Sheesh, you two must be bored."

He craned his next to the left and then to the right, his eyes and head turning between Priscilla and Arcadus, as though deciding something. "Hmmm…" He continued for a few seconds and then let his gaze stop on Arcadus, deciding that of the two of them, he would probably be the most fun. "You're dressed pretty fancy for your run-of-the-mill Arrancar. Maybe you'll at least make this alert worth my time. … What's your number, fancy boy? Please tell me you're at least one of those triple digit ones - at least they get me warmed up."

The entire time that Tsuyoshi chose to speak, he had a bright, wide smile plastered on his face. But this wasn't your normal smile of happiness or politeness, no, this was the same type of smile you might see glued to the face of a predator that just found some prey and was excited at the prospect they might be able to fight back.

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{Stats and Skills}Strength: 1,375 (Limiter: 650)
Speed: 1,237 (Limiter: 650)
Reiatsu Strength: 50
Spirit Pressure: 600
Instinct: 150
Senses: 150
Energy Sensory: 100
Healing Expertise: 0
Light Aura: 35
Dark Aura: 60
Reiatsu: 6000/6000

Hoho: 3
Hakuda: 3
Japanese Blades: 1
Battle Analysis: 1
Battle Focus: 1
Lack Of Fear: 1
Strength of Will: 2
Bleeding Tolerance: 1
Pain Tolerance: 2

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{Items}

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{Spiritual Steel Uchigatana, C1}Name: Spiritual Steel Uchigatana
Description: A rather basic weapon, this katana has a blade about twenty-eight inches in length, and is curved at the end. It is made to be wielded either one- and two-handed with ease.
Type of Item: Weapon
Class: 1
Item Power (IP): 750
Offense Type: Physical
Durability: 1500
Bonuses: None
Drawbacks: None
Costs: 9000

Tsuyoshi's Uchigatana is a 28in. slightly curved Japanese blade that he primarily wields one-handed. While there is nothing astonishingly impressive about the blade itself, the hilt and guard are fashioned much like a Zanpakuto might be. It sports an oval guard that is securely fastened between the hilt and the blade, and the hilt itself is slightly longer than normal, though Tsuyoshi almost exclusively handles it directly underneath the cross-guard. The hilt is wrapped in a series of interlacing black and white wraps and dangles approximately two inches from the end.

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{Spiritual Steel Scabbard, C1}Name: Spiritual Steel Scabbard
Description: Made to be paired with a specific bladed weapon, this scabbard is customized to fit the weapon perfectly and allow it to be drawn with ease. Additionally, the scabbard itself is made of a stronger spiritual steel to protect its weapon while sheathed, making it incredibly sturdy and even able to be wielded as an improvised, albeit weaker, weapon.
Type of Item: Weapon
Class: 1
Item Power (IP): 750
Offense Type: Physical
Durability: 2,250
Bonuses: This item must be purchased at the same time as another item from the bladed weapons category. It is identical in shape and size to the weapon's blade, and can be wielded as a weapon in itself thanks to its durable structure.
Drawbacks: Due to being a sheath, this weapon cannot cut or pierce an opponent, only deal blunt damage. Additionally, it will only hold the weapon that it was made for.
Costs: 9000

The scabbard for Tsuyoshi's Uchigatana is built specifically for the blade itself and is fashioned in a much older Japanese style than modern swords are. It is constructed to be clipped and worn at the waist, and the scabbard itself is fairly ornate with depictions of dragons and clouds along the front and the back. At the base of the scabbard, closest to the Uchigatana's cross-guard, is the clan insignia for the Minamoto clan, circa 1100 AD.

[Arcadus]

"I'd say what I'm doing, is that I've killed a hollow that had escaped Hueco Mundo and seeing as its no danger anymore, took a good opportunity to make some reading and notes. I"m researching Hollow essence and I figured it would be a good idea to make some readings on how it reacts to low spiritual energy environments." Gesturing tho the now stuffed duffle bag, Arcauds picked up the bag and turned to face Priscilla. "I'm merely doing something that benefits the both of us, and mopping up for the reapers."

Arcadus's mind had its wheels turning even if he was charismatic to make that impossible to tell to normal senses, given that this person had spiritual senses that in all likely hood were greater than his own, it would be wise to make some attempt to counter. As well, they seemed to be at least somewhat interested in negotiating, given that they could have taken a shot at him without issue, and with how they had appeared, were very evidently a stealth operative of some sort. 

Leaning back as if there was some invisible wall, Arcadus threaded his hands together. His hair waved like a flag in the breeze, his blue eyes striking out of the orange and gold framing of his mane and the landscape. He hoofed the sack through a Gargaunta, tilting his head at Priscilla as if to look at some strangely colored bird or mouse. A Vandenriech who had no interest in taking their best shot at him. Or perhaps this was one of their mercenaries, and them not taking that shot was infact a way to ingratiate themselves. 

"So Frau Krantz, I'd ask you something similar, what would you be doing out here so far from Karakura and other spiritual sites. I figured people of your position and more frankly, disposition, would be dispatched to handle lesser threats and potential recruits. I'm not in any danger here, and as a result, nothing is in danger because of me. But I don't have any intention of leaving until I decide to." Arcadus opened his mouth to speak, but, seeing that a new portal had opened, closed it, and watched. 

Watching the person leaving the portal, Arcadus was practically disgusted. A huge shinigami, strong, really strong, but his aura and signature spilled out of him like a drink out of the hands of someone with parkinson's. Uneven, spilling everywhere, and most of all making a real impact. Looking over him, the swords were practically for show, given by how little wear and tear had occured on the hilt compared to the belt they were attached to. Arcadus guessed a melee fighter, hand to hand and in the normal shinigami styles. 

Apparently the Captain had an intention of fighting the fighting Arcadus first. He'd have to either divert this into the quincy fighting the captain and he could leave, or he'd have to deal with someone who out paced him physcially, likely darting in and out of reach with his blades and maintaining distance with Cero. That, of course, would depend on how fast he was. At their speeds the differences in reach were practically useless unless he had very good timing. 

"I'm out here doing your job reaper, though I'm not asking for thanks. As for why the Quincy is here, I'm not sure, maybe to swoop in on the other half of your job? In either case, I've no interest in fighting you, partially because I have interesting information for you and your superiors. But if you're going to fight me, I'm sure you can figure out my number eventually, though you won't be happy about it." Seeing the smile on tsuyoshi's face, he wasn't confident he could talk his way out of this one, and to be safe, Arcadus's hand rested on his swords. 

[Rafael]

Well this definitely wasn’t what he had been hoping for, the blazing heat of the sun was something that Rafael in the last few months hadn’t missed. He didn’t need a reminder about how much hotter it felt now that he was literally covered with so much thick fur he could open up his own line of wigs. What he felt at the moment walking against the dehydrated land . . . pity. Something rare for him, but anyone who lived in this sort of condition had his pity.

Getting out of this area was something he really had to do since it was fairly hostile for him due to the heat. That reason though was why at the moment he didn’t look like his normal self, instead choosing to alter his physical body taking the shape of a regular Panther at the moment. Well as regular as possible, despite walking on four legs and matching the shape Rafael’s size was still something beyond the typical matching more of a tiger in size than an actual jaguar.

Regardless though it was something he did for a small pair of reasons. The first was simply that Rafael felt he needed more practice, both using the ability and fighting while in this form. It still seemed very foreign to him even though he could feel it all. Having four different legs was strange. His front paws felt different. A mixture was all he could describe it as yet they didn’t feel like either feet or hands so using them with precision still took a bit of effort.

The other reason he’d chosen to turn into this form was simply he couldn’t trust that there weren’t others in the area that could find him. He had no clue where he was at the moment except someplace he didn’t want to be. The air felt different, not just hot, almost lighter than what he was used to. When he’d first stepped through the portal he’d figured this was the land of the creatures with white masks, but that didn’t seem right. Although it had been some time he believed someone had told him it was always night where they came from so this couldn’t be there,

His head moving downwards a bit as he sighs in disappointment. “Every time I open up a portal I end up somewhere different. Maybe I really can’t control it.” Rafael speaks to himself while he continues to absentmindedly walk forward. He’d been out training like usual on days when Zadora was responsible for hunting. A technique that he hadn’t practiced in awhile was something strange. It’s brought about one of the biggest issues in the past for Rafael. A roar that ripped a hole in the dimensions.

Doing what he could, Rafael had been trying over and over again to make it work. Trying to control the tear and open a direct portal to somewhere he was envisioning. Something he still wasn’t all that sure couldn’t be done yet was starting to feel like it might be beyond him and his talents. Either way though he’d figured out a while ago that after succeeding in it his voice couldn’t handle doing it again in the same day. Soooo stepping through right now was constantly reminding him how poor a choice he made.

Off in the distance Rafael felt something almost like what he felt when someone was watching him from a distance or when Zadora would try and sneak up on him. He wasn’t quite sure what it meant, but he had time to waste and if nothing else it may answer where exactly he was. After walking for a minute or so across the hot ground the Panther would see the figures standing and speaking to one another. Sitting in the ground like a common house cat with his chin resting on his shins?

A woman in white with colorful hair and a man with an expensive looking outfit. Rafael wouldn’t have even believed either to be spiritual in nature if it weren’t for two different things. One was the fact a white masked creature had just been on the ground and then killed. The other was that unless his eyes were failing him the man had a white mask as well. “Another of those ones?” Rafael caught a glimpse that rushed through his mind. That damned asshole who’d actually put up quite a fun fight yet ran his mouth way too much. “Wonder if he turns into a big animal as well.”

The both of them were just talking though so while it seemed Rafael’s instincts had been correct in that something was happening, it didn’t really interest the Panther. Still keeping an eye on them while he could would at least help make sure he wasn’t a target. Rafael didn’t really have good experience with other races. . . or even other Beasts really. Almost always it seemed that others wanted to fight to the death or treat him as a dumb animal with no rights. Either way though not Shinigami so perhaps they were no problem at all.

Just like that though almost as if he’d jinxed it with his own thoughts one of the high and mighty assholes came dropping down. This one though seemed particularly more savage than any other Rafael could remember. Actually, it looked like he might have a good fight. He had to wait and see just what was going on. This form seemed to always help him as he’d tested it out in the Rukongai more than a handful. The Shinigami who usually could find him easily without even seeing him, well they never seemed able when he was like this, but even still he was a Panther in a desert. “Hopefully they just keep talking.” Rafael grinned at himself with how stupid that would actually be.

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Strength: 435 (870)
Speed: 365
Spiritual Pressure: 300
Reiatsu Strength: 50 (25)
Light Aura: 75
Dark Aura: 25
Instincts: 250 (500)
Senses: 200 (100)
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Muay Boran: 2
Acrobatics: 2
Battle Focus: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Strength of Will: 2
Battle Analysis: 2

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Technique Name: Form Reversion (Proficient)
Class: 4
Technique Type: Beast Technique
Usable By: Beasts
Technique Element: N/A

Technique Description and Effects: One of the very few transformation techniques accessible to Beasts. While they're not typically spiritual Beasts are exceptionally primal and although this technique enables them to change their physical form it does so by pulling at the primal core of the Beast and turning them back into that which they commonly can be referred to as. What this means is simple. This technique enables a Beasts to transform into the natural form of whatever animal they happen to be. More than simply changing the physical form of a Beast though this technique once activated effects the Beast in a single way that has two separate yet prominent side effects. While a Beast is transformed utilizing this technique they lose the ability to control their reiatsu completely.

In fact the reiatsu of the Beasts goes into a dominate state making it not only impossible for the Beast to utilize their reiatsu, but also making it impossible for anyone to sense their reiatsu. This means that while the Beast may be weaker they're safer. This technique is typically picked up by Beasts in the Human World making all who know of its existence question whether or not every animal is really a simple animal or instead a Beast lurking in plain sight. When this technique is used the user although they may change their form stays the same size meaning that certain species such as insects aren't able to blend in with the typical animal of the same species. However, when this technique is Mastered the user upon activation is actually able to alter their size to match that of the natural animal counterpart.

How to use technique: The Beast must feel within themselves and channel the inner animal of their soul.

Technique Drawbacks: Costs 100 reiastsu to transform although doesn't cost anything to return into the normal form. While this technique is activated the user is unable to utilize their reiatsu at all. While activated the user's physical stats are reduced to 40% of their total.

Remaining Reiatsu: 2900/3000
Form Reversion: (-100)

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

"I'm merely doing something that benefits the both of us, and mopping up for the reapers." These words found Priscilla giggling rather significantly. Him? Aiding the both of them? "That's quite rich," she said upon calming down from her giggling fit, "I promise you, Mister Arcadus, your very being here is nothing more than a detriment to the integrity of the World of the Living. I'd like to ask you politely once more to return back to Hueco Mundo, where your... people, belong."

The very idea of engaging with another Espada was absolutely intoxicating for Priscilla. She couldn't quite put her hand on why; perhaps it was in part due to her previous mentor, and what she'd instilled into her? Thought for another time; something she didn't need to worry about right now. What mattered now, though, was the fact that she was looking forward to ruthlessly murdering her second Espada. The former hadn't put up very much of a fight; perhaps this one was going to?

"So Frau Krantz, I'd ask you something similar, what would you be doing out here so far from Karakura and other spiritual sites. I figured people of your position and more frankly, disposition, would be dispatched to handle lesser threats and potential recruits." Priscilla shrugged, keeping her self ever ready from an attack against this man. From what she could tell from just the general aura he gave off, she wasn't exactly looking forward to an engagement from the lad.

"I dare say that isn't something you should concern yourself with," she started, "as unfortunately the inner workings of His Majesty's kingdom isn't among information you've the right to know. All I'll share is that I'm not in any position to argue with commands from His Majesty; commands that were given to clean up this little... display." Once again, she put a rather noteworthy amount of emphasis onto a word describing the Arrancar.

Taking note of the immediate boom of spiritual energies, and the emergence of a Shinigami onto the scene, Priscilla immediately allowed herself to recede back into some sort of "character". "Oh, hello there!" she called to Tsuyoshi. From there, she simply bided her time and allowed the man and the Arrancar to converse. All the while, she took in what information she could from Tsuyoshi by allowing her sensory capabilities to run wild. Though, in knowing that Arcadus had also possessed similar abilities, she made sure to to outwardly think about the information she'd gathered, lest she give that to him too.

After the two had finished, she chuckled to herself before turning toward Arcadus. "Oh, come on, Mister Tercera Espada, that's no way to treat this gentleman, now is it~?" Glancing toward Tsuyoshi with a grin, she waited to see if she could get any reaction out of the Captain. As she did so, however, she quickly made note of the fact that their group seemed to be under watch. With a soft breath inward, she quickly got a reading on the person in the area; seemed a Beast Clansman found himself rather interested with the group. She'd have to capitalize on that fact, somehow.

[Tsuyoshi Minamoto]

Oh, hello there!
I'm out here doing your job reaper, though I'm not asking for thanks… I've no interest in fighting you… I have interesting information for you and your superiors… I'm sure you can figure out my number eventually, though you won't be happy about it.

Tsuyoshi listened to the two of them, glancing over to Priscilla when she greets him before looking back to Arcadus. “Doing my job? I’ll make sure to let my superiors know. Well. My superior - There aren’t many that sit above the thirteen Captains, eh?” He stretches his arms out wide, as though loosening up the muscles in his shoulders and back, before letting his arms drop down to his sides as Priscilla continues, now turning his attention to her with renewed interest as she gives away Arcadus’s position as an Espada. His focus is currently so narrow and limited that even if Raphael wasn't trying to hide, the chance of him being spotted by the Shinigami Captain was next to zero.

Oh, come on, Mister Tercera Espada, that's no way to treat this gentleman, now is it~?

Tsuyoshi’s eyes lingered on Priscilla, widening slightly, but not in awe or amazement, merely in excitement. Somehow, his already broad and overly eager grin grew wider, letting out the shallow start of a laugh. He turned his attention to Arcadus, his laughter growing more and more prominent as time passed. ”Aha… Ha… Hahaha… Hahahahaha… AaahahaHAHAHA!” As his laughter climbed, some underlining joy seeming to take over his figure, he brought his right hand to the hilt of his sword, drawing it in one clean sweep and raising it forwards, blade pointed directly towards Arcadus, tilting it just slightly towards his dominant side and squeezing the hilt hard with his right, dominant hand. ”Tercera? Third? You’ve got to be kidding me! Well it’s my lucky day, isn’t it?” He brought his blade up and then crossed it down and into the dirt in a crescent, scratching a divot into the terrain and sending debris behind him, before holding it down and at his side.

His stance was… sloppy. The way he held his sword one-handed was sloppy. The way that he dug his feet into the ground to give himself leverage was sloppy, and it was aggressively telegraphed, his eyes now fully locked into Arcadus. “Maybe you’ll give me a challenge, eh? That means you’re the third strongest? So you’ll be able to take a hit or two? You’ll be able to fight back?” His body shifted, leaning heavily to his right leg and his body angling forwards as his voice rose in his excitement. “Maybe you’ll even make me bleed! Don’t disappoint me, Espada.” He nearly spat out the word with the same murderous, yet excited venom that his body seemed to be giving off as he, very obviously, intended on attacking Arcadus. All at once, with little in the way of preparation, Tsuyoshi blitzed towards Arcadus using Shunpo^[1], appearing in front of the man with his blade held up and at a diagonal, favoring his strong side.

”Dodge!” There was a fraction of a second of hesitation immediately after he appeared. He was fast, but there was plenty of room for Arcadus to respond, especially with the direct warning that Tsuyoshi gave him to get out of the way. The blade came down with enough force to create a shockwave, though there was a sense that Tsuyoshi probably had less control over that than it seemed.^[2] Anyone with an adequate level of instincts or energy sensory would be able to notice a glaring fact about Tsuyoshi’s rush - for someone of his stature, with such a lust and fearlessness for combat, there were a multitude of flaws surrounding it. The way he raised his blade was stilted, his movements were very rigid, and there was the fact that the entire rush was telegraphed, including his instruction to Arcadus to dodge a split second before the swipe came down. His spiritual pressure continued to cascade unevenly from his body, as though a faucet with an uneven water pressure shooting out jets of energy.

This strike, his movements, his entire approach, was consciously telegraphed, announced, and heavily restrained. Whether this was a good or bad thing was yet to be seen.

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{1}Shunpo, 400(4000) Speed (-50 Reiatsu)

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{2}Physical Attack, C1 Uchigatana, 650 Strength, 400 Speed

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{Combat Stats}Reiatsu: 5950/6000
Fatigue Posts: 0/5 Stage 0
Hoho: 3
Japanese Blades: 1

[Arcadus]

Listening to the Neapolitan Quincy, Arcadus fumed under his ironclad poker face. This little pissant was going to try and pawn this jar head’s interest off onto him, and let her slip away to charge up whatever attack or ability they had learned or was a part of their release. Drawing both his swords at the word’s Trecera leaving Tsuyoshi’s mouth, Arcadus made a mental note that if he couldn’t locate the zealot he’d glass this section of desert and leave. He didn’t want to deal with stealth operatives any longer than he had to, and wasn’t about to mess around wait to find out what kind of nonsense she had for an ability.

The captains battle thirst, and the clear fact he was going for the kind of warm up fight you’d see shinigami normally engaged in, Arcadus knew he could leverage that to make this barbarian at least form up into a more structured duel rather than a brawl. Brawling with Tsuyoshi would likely leave him broken and bruised, because as much as he wanted to fight him, he couldn’t really deal with Beast strength, and this man seemed to have speed that far outstripped Beast’s amped speed.

Arcadus’s analysis approximated Tsuyoshi’s stance as lazy, half assed even. He wasn’t even trying, and that was likely for a good reason. He was trying to enjoy a fight, and Arcadus knew if he could draw this out, he’d be able to win him over into at least leaving to fight some other time. As for actually doing that, it might be a hard sell. Sensing his reiatsu, Arcadus could tell he was building a shunpo in his right leg, a straightforward dash towards him, his grip telling him he’s going to swing straight forward. There was about 3 to 4 inches difference in reach minimum, and his saber was a good half foot longer than the katana in the Captain’s fist.

As reiatsu gathered in the captain's leg, Arcadus prepared his own step and set his trajectory. Overhead, at 2 o’clock. Simultaneously charging Bleeding edge, Arcadus knew he’d have the maximum possible reach during that strike, aimed at the left trapezius. Bleeding edge should cut in and its ability should do all the work. As the steps both launched, Arcadus leaping upwards, overwards and Tsuyoshi doing his telegraphed step, Tsuyoshi would feel his shoulder get hot, as if a serrated blade was torn out of it, and blood streamed down it.

At the 10 meter mark of his 4251 speed step, about 3 meters in the air, Arcadus activated Luna Paso Cero, hovering in the air. Twirling his long and short sword, Arcadus bobbed slightly in the air, seeing the blood stream, would call out. “I’m sure you’re excited to fight me Captain, but you’re going to be better off not playing with toys and start taking this seriously.” Releasing, Arcadus would throw out a concussive blast, split into 5 220 RS fireballs, speeding out at 600 speed. 4 of them were splayed out, with a single one aimed directly at Tsuyoshi. Hitting the ground, they would flow out into bubbling pools of burning rieatsu, and if Tsuyoshi was hit, he'd have some blistering burns on top of what damage it could do to him. 

Provoking him while there was still a distance and reach advantage would be the smarter decision, and he wasn't going to draw this out and let someone else sneak in and try and blindside him. Keeping his senses, especially his spiritual senses open, Arcadus made note of how Tsuyoshi would react to the cut in his shoulder, now bleeding out across his chest, and if he'd try to punch out the fireballs sent towards him. He didn't seem to be able to have great spiritual senses, so if he blocked it, there was a chance even weak spiritual attacks could hurt him. 

Arcadus knew that staying in melee with Tsuyoshi was not going to go well, but he could likely garra into having good hits and force him to flex in areas that he bled, leaving him less defended in other areas. He was fast, fighting him was going to be like fighting Camila. Lots of keeping his distance and playing rocket tag with his step techs. He could sense reiatsu building for techniques, and that would at least let him match the steps, but if this shinigami got much faster he was going to have real difficulty keeping up, and he’d have to use one of his trump cards before he ran out of stamina.

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{Bleeding Edge}Name: Bleeding Edge
Description: A Calvary Sabre, stained a permanent red
Class: 1
Item Type:
Item Power 1100 IP
Offense Type:IP
Durability:IPX2
Bonuses: A sabre, created to the user's instruction, designed to be swung in one hand, is imbued imbued with the Kanji for Bleeding, 出血 up the flat of the blade. On contact with flesh, it will pierce into the target’s body with specialized reiatsu needles which punch deep into the flesh of its target, causing bleeding. The level of bleeding is determined by the target’s bleed resist skill, being ineffective against bleed resist 3, light bleeding against bleed resist 2, moderate bleeding from bleed resist 1, and heavy bleeding from a target with no bleed resist. The bladed requires a charge of reiatsu to be used as anything more than a well made saber, and to properly charge it, the user must pay 200 reiatsu per swing. When charged, this blade will have a faint red aura. HE above 400 can negate the bleeding by one step, at 800 2 steps, and 1200 by 3 steps.

Light Bleeding Consists of a small stream of blood running from the wound, dripping down whatever area, and does not stop until pressure is applied to the wound for a post. This type of bleeding doesn't have any risk of bleeding out the individual, or sending them into shock, and as such, has no other issues unless 10 cuts are applied, in which case the target is considered to be heavily bleeding. HSR immediately closes these kinds of wounds.

Moderate Bleeding consists of A large, constant stream of blood from the wound, and requires medical treatement, be it healing techniques or the use of HE's aura to heal, or HSR and generally this wound does not close with pressure unless it is flexed closed by a high STR individual of flexing as noted in the strength stat description. This form of bleeding can send the person into shock of not adressed in 3 posts, in which case they will suffer from nausea, fatigue, and excessive sweating. This effect results in difficulty focusing, uncertianty, and a lack of stamina. Medium bleeding progresses to heavy bleeding if not attended for 6 posts, or the user suffers 5 wounds that would inflict medium bleeding

Heavy Bleeding consists of a gushing stream of blood, that requires immediate medical attention to avoid serious damage or blood loss. to stop the bleeding requires a strength flex of greater than this weapons IP, HE equivilant to it, or HSR, though the regeneration for other wounds will slow as it works to stem the bleeding and close the wound(s). The nausea, fatigue, and excessive sweating are greatly increased from teh previous stage, and can result in an inability to strike with full force, hold weapons stable, keep one's eyes open, and, in the event that one has been suffering from Heavy Bleeding for 3 posts, bleeding out and going unconcious.

Drawbacks: Must charge with rieastu before swinging, gains a faint red glow when charged.
Cost: 15000 Ryo
Crafting Skills:Crafting 3
Reserved.

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{Sonido}Technique Name: [Sonido (Lit. Sound Step)] (FREE)

Class: [4] - 7-1.

Technique Type: [Hollow Technique] - Kidou, Quincy Technique, Bount Technique, Human Technique, Hollow Technique, Other

Technique Element: [Fire]

Technique Description and Effects: [What does your technique do? How strong is it? What is it's range of abilities? List these things below.]

A powerful technique, Sonido is a step that increases movement speed for a single step. Essentially, it magnifies the speed of just that one step, by 13 times. Each step for Sonido costs 100 Reiatsu. Additionally, this technique does not take up a technique slot.

How to use technique: [Arcadus stands on his toes with his back foot before falling onto his heel , in conjunction with a massive roar like a flamethrower]

Just use it and drain the Reiatsu.

Drawback: [What are the disadvantages and drawbacks of your technique? Don't forget that the drawback must be equal in strength to the technique. List everything related to the drawback below.]

Reiatsu cost.

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{Concussive Blast Mastered}Technique Name: [Concussive blast]

Class: [4]

Technique Type: [General Spiritual Technique]

Usable By: [Any]

Technique Element: [Fire]

Technique Description and Effects: [This ability fires small fiery blasts of energy, moving at speeds of 600, that explode upon impact with anything. This is unique, as you don't have to fire a single shot of energy, but can fire these in groups. The offensive stat of this is reiatsu strength .]

How to use technique: [There are two ways to fire this ability. The first way to fire this, is to fire a single, large blast, the size of a car. This version will have the full offensive stat of the user. The second version fires many smaller blasts. In order to make more than one fireball, the offensive stat of this attack is split in half, being evenly divided between them. The lowest offensive stat the fireballs can have is 50. You fire them from the palm of your hand.]

Technique Drawbacks: [100 reiatsu, weaker when fired in mass.]

Incantation and Effect:

Made By: [Impossible]

Reserved?: [No]

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{Luna Paso Cero}Technique Name: [Luna Paso Cero (Moon Step Zero)] (MASTERED)

Class: [6]

Technique Type: [Hollow Technique]

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects:

A Cero expelled from the user's feet to propel them through the air. By controlling the power of the blast, the technique can vary. A powerful blast can cause the user to rocket upwards, but damages the ground they were standing on. By doing this repeatedly, the user can zigzag through the air. A weaker blast will merely cause the user to "hop", but if done repeatedly, the user can literally bounce on thin air, allowing them to cross gaps by bunny-hopping across them. And if the user is sent flying, they can merely hop down to the ground safely in the same way one would walk down stairs.

How to use technique:

Stated above.

Technique Drawbacks

Reiatsu cost.

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{Stats}Strength 400/1000
Speed 327/327
Reiatsu Str 400/1100
Spiritual Pres 500/250
Instinct 150/100
Senses 100/100
Energy Sensory 223/502

Charisma (5) 4
Analysis (2)
Cero (3)
God Form Art(Curved Swords), (3)
Crafting (3)

Ressurection 1/16
Hierro Hits 6/6

Item Durability (All are Class 1)
Bleeding Edge 2200/2200
A.N.G.E.L. 2000/2000
Steel Silk 1600/1600

Rieatsu Pool 1400/2500 (200 B.E., 150 Sonido, 50 Luna Paso, 100 Concussive Blast, 600 Releasing)
Rieatsu Tab 0
Stacks: 4 (4 created from other fireballs, unless Tsuyoshi shockwave's them. 0 doubled)

[Rafael]

The battle scene that was unfolding before Rafael’s eyes wasn’t really what he had been expecting. Well perhaps it was actually after a moment passed and he had more thought. The small female backed off and so far hadn’t thrown a punch or shot out an energy blast like so many others. His knowledge of the spiritual races limited as it is Rafael couldn’t think of anything else this girl may do other than potentially sending out a shockwave. He wouldn’t underestimate her physical strength after facing down the red headed vocalist.

When it came to something actually happening though that didn’t just involve the movements of their mouths, Rafael wasn’t surprised to see the Shinigami make the first move although what was surprising for sure was the manner in which he attacked. Rafael didn’t have any training when it came to using a weapon, especially not a sword. What he did have though was experience in facing down those that did use them. The way this Shinigami moved though was almost too familiar. It was disappointing.

“Has he done this before?”

Rafael had to question himself as he watched, knowing that this Shinigami fought like one that couldn’t even land a hit. One that likely had only recently become a part of their order. So why with the degree of power he could feel coming from this guy was his skill so trash? A question Rafael had to pose to himself and yet the only thing he could come up with was that this Shinigami was a spell slinger who was playing swordsman.

Either way though it seemed this other guy was at least decent enough that a couple of ill swings wouldn’t be the end of him. That didn’t save Rafael from the wave of disappointment that continued to surge across him. Not only was the skill of the Shinigami in question, but now the other one was displaying full on that he was a spell slinger. Both of them had already proven they can accelerate themselves which meant a bit, but . . . not much.

The most surprising thing so far though was what seemed to happen between the blind of an eye. The man who stood his ground against the Shinigami suddenly changed his appearance. The energy that Rafael could feel in the air was far more raw suddenly. It was almost like when a Shinigami would unleash their weapon yet it felt different somehow though still similar. It took a moment around the same time the orbs of energy were being launched out for Rafael to make the connection. This guy had just unleashed his power completely like the bastich.

Comparing the two of them though was no different than comparing it to a Shinigami. This guy changed all the same, but the difference between him and the canine was stark. If nothing else though Rafael now knew that not all of the human looking guys with destroyed masks turned into giant animals. That realization gave him a sinking sensation in his gut, something he didn’t know he wanted. “Going to be a lot less fun if I get involved now.” Fireballs a method of attack that Rafael never would have guessed to hate so much.

Simple yet effective while being one of the most frustrating things he’d had to deal with so far. So not only was this guy a spell slinger, but he also at the very least had fire available to him. Rafael, staying in the laid down position watched doing what he could to understand both of the individuals currently fighting while keeping the female in sight. She was a wild card that couldn’t be underestimated. Now it was time to continue watching the first fight he hadn’t been a part of in . . . Damn that long?

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Priscilla watched as the Shinigami before her got into a rather... rough stance. After her initial read over the man, entering his thoughts and learning everything she could about him in an instant, it wasn't hard to figure that he was holding back. That he was going to hold back, at least for a little while during this skirmish. That was good to hear, at least. She'd have some time to prepare and get set up as best she could for what was about to come. Lord only knew that the time she'd take for that was necessary.

Taking time to quickly clear the area with a light jog, Priscilla watched as both Tsuyoshi and Arcadus clashed, both combatants moving at what would be an otherwise blinding speed for most other individuals. With a soft chuckle as she continued to clear some space from the main fight, she made note of the Arrancar now currently in the air, and taking note of the booming of reiatsu that found itself ever present as he released into his Resurrection. Noting his new form, she couldn't help but smile as the girl formed her own weapon; an electric guitar, predominantly black in color with streaks of white, blue, and pink in an alternating pattern across the entire instrument.

“I’m sure you’re excited to fight me Captain, but you’re going to be better off not playing with toys and start taking this seriously.” This line actually prompted a laugh out of her. As Arcadus began to fire off each of his fireballs through the air, she positioned herself in such a way that she'd be close by to one of them threatening to hit the ground. Pulling her arm back and strumming her guitar rather forcefully, Priscilla released a visible soundwave from her instrument not unlike that of the shockwaves the three fighters were already used to. This soundwave found its place against the fire, tearing through it and dispersing it with relative ease given the Arrancar's desire to hold back.

"Those are some bold words there Mister Tercera," she shouted back toward Arcadus, "I've got to say; I'm rather interested to see when you decide to do the same! I know full-well that wasn't your full strength; care to launch it toward us~?" While she spoke, Priscilla made clever use of her Soul Property in order to get her battlefield set up. As she spoke, and took on the appearance of standing still to the three in the area, given none of them possessed the faculties required to sense her otherwise, Priscilla took the opportunity to maintain that guise and fire off her arrows.

From her position, and over the entire battlefield, arrows that remained invisible and reiatsu-suppressed to all three individuals began to completely coat the battlefield, spaced apart in an even, five-foot array across the entire ground. Having fired off 20 arrows, the total area that her arrows covered easily reached a 200-foot diameter around the central-most arrow; more than enough to eclipse the entire battlefield, leaving each combatant none the wiser. Having set herself up properly, Priscilla took the opportunity to drop her guises, and allowed everything across the battlefield to quickly reveal itself.

As she dropped her Soul Property, each of the 20 arrows - now shaped like that of mini amplifiers - presented themselves across the desert ground, primed and ready for use. With the snap of her fingers, each amp began to emit the soft echoing of feedback throughout the desert. "I hope the lot of you like rock!" she shouted, following in suit with a strum of her electric guitar. As she did, sound began to utterly tear through the area, generating a horrendous amount of sound. Within a fraction of a second, Priscilla's perfect B-minor chord ripped through the area, amplified up to 140 decibels to start; loud enough to sound like a live firework being set off at a point-blank range.

As those with even human hearing were likely left with a painful ringing in their ears, Priscilla simply smiled. "I'm excited to be able to play for so many people today~! Please; don't get too close to the amps, though, okay? You might just go deaf~!" As she spoke, her voice amplified through her speakers, carrying through any ringing or hearing loss anyone might've been left with. Holding her guitar defensively, Priscilla prepared to play another chord at a moment's notice if she needed to and took in residual reiatsu in the area.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Decibel Count}
Reiatsu: 2,850/4,000
-100 for Brick by Boring Brick.
-150 for Broken Dreams.
-800 for Class 3 Arrows x20.
Soul Property Deactivation.
-200 for Queen for A Day.
+200 Reiatsu from Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment.

Decibels: 260dB
+260dB from 20 arrows via Queen for A Day.

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{Brick by Boring Brick}
Class 6 - Form - Brick By Boring Brick - Through her form Property, Priscilla is able to supplement the use of her bow with something else. Generally taking the form of an electric guitar, Priscilla is able to allow her bow to take on the form of anything that produces sound or music; whether it be said guitar, another instrument, an airhorn, you name it. Regardless, her bow changes form. While in this form, though, Priscilla is given a new "basic attack" of sorts; that of soundwaves. These soundwaves function exactly as one would expect shockwaves to, creating a physical distortion and requiring 50 senses in order to see. The force behind them functions the same, though they use her Offensive Stat in order to damage. These soundwaves, while costing nothing to fire, only have a range of five to ten feet depending on the instrument used. If a guitar is played, this shockwave is released in a cone from the guitar. For a grand piano, this soundwave fires off in all directions. Changing her weapons is instantaneous.

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{Broken Dreams}
Class 5 - Form - Broken Dreams - Through her second Form Property, Priscilla is able to change the form of her own arrows into various sound-producing items; whether it's speakers, bells, or other various items. Regardless, these arrows will still be rather small in size. When fired, these arrows are able to stick onto whatever they come in contact with, not damaging but providing a conduit for her Power Property. All these arrows need to do is come in contact with something for them to stick. These arrows have a durability equal to Priscilla's own OS, and will break should an attack beat that. While Broken Dreams is active, these arrows persist indefinitely. Though, when toggled off, these arrows will start to fade depending on the class of the arrow fired. Class 6-4 arrows will last 1 post, Class 3-2 arrows will last 2 posts and Class 1 arrows will last 3 posts before dissipating.

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{Queen for A Day}
Class 4 - Power - Queen for A Day - Through her Power Property, Priscilla is able to produce sound through her arrows. Each arrow can produce or absorb 10 decibels of sound in a five foot radius around it. While within five feet of another arrow, the range of sound that these arrows expand outward is increased by five feet, to potentially massive sizes. Once per post, Priscilla can shift the decibel count generated from these arrows either positively or negatively, increasing or decreasing the current decibel count in the area that her arrows cover. Priscilla herself counts as an arrow for the purpose of this property, and change her own decibel count as though she were a singular arrow. Each arrow allows Priscilla to change the entire zone by 10 decibels per arrow, either positively or negatively.

While active, Priscilla cannot overload her own senses through her release abilities. By moving decibels back toward the equilibrium of 60dB after she changes it, Priscilla is able to create some rather interesting effects, depending on how much they’re moved by. While not limited to a once-per-post use, these effects do actively cost dB in order to do, and are thus limited by how much Priscilla is able to produce or remove from the area around her. Naturally, she can’t lower her decibels if they’re lower than 60, and can’t increase them if they’re larger than 60. These specific effects don’t actually allow the girl to gain the effects tied to spending lesser amounts of decibels; spending 30dB doesn’t grant both the 30dB and 15dB effects.

-30dB - While sound is loud enough for Priscilla to reduce a sound by 30dB, the Hertz released from her arrows are made strong enough to tear through spiritual matter. Spiritual attacks are treated as having their OS reduced by 10% for the purposes of clashing only. This can stack up to 75%.

-15dB - By sacrificing 15dB, Priscilla is able to rip through most physical matter with her sound. Physical attacks are treated as having their OS reduced by 10% for the purposes of clashing only, stacking up to 75%. Alternatively, Priscilla can release a sound-based shockwave, functioning exactly like a shockwave, with an OS equal to her Decibel count, prior to paying the cost. This wave has a five-foot radius from its origin, expanding by 1 foot for each arrow she has within the range of the shockwave.

+/- 5dB - By decreasing or increasing her Decibels by 5, Priscilla is able to transmit sound through her arrows at her current Decibel count, either creating a rather booming presence with high decibels, or being able to send a number of hidden messages with low decibels. While her First Form Property is active, this sound can be transmitted through fired arrows, creating these sounds disturbances, and while her Second Form Property is active, this sound can be automatically transmitted through her arrows from one to another, allowing an easy transfer between the two. One of these two properties needs to be active in order for her to use this effect. Sound produced through these arrows function as standard sound; if sound is produced 250 feet away via a bell, those that are still 250 feet away from it won't be able to hear this sound without high senses.

+15dB - By increasing her Decibels by 15, Priscilla is able to generate a rather nauseating wavelength through her abilities, throwing those that hear it off-balance, giving them a powerful urge to want to vomit, and giving them dizziness and a headache, for one whole post. This is resisted by a 1 in Strength of Will, and this effect stacks, increasing both the duration by one post and the Strength of Will requirement by 1 rank, capping at 3.

+30dB - By increasing her Decibels by 30, Priscilla is able to insert subliminal messages into her sound. Sound that’s transmitted through her arrows are able to possess a simple command, trick on the mind, or some other message ranging from a subtle nod toward doing an action, or even somewhat inserting Priscilla into the minds of others. These cannot directly impact someone, such as commanding them to do something that would be actively detrimental to them, but rather allows Priscilla the ability to place herself into the minds of others as a “background character” of sorts, aiding her stealth, or to make convincing others to give her information much easier. This cannot force others to take strenuous physical action, nor can it be used to actively control people; this is solely used for information gathering and stealth. Resisting these messages requires a 1 in Illusion Resist or Calm Mind, increasing by 1 rank in each for every time that the same message is played, with a 3 in either making those involved immune.

[Tsuyoshi Minamoto]

Tsuyoshi’s steel carved through the space that Arcadus was standing in. The tip of his blade sailed through what used to be Arcadus’s silhouette, causing divots in the ground as he followed through and the steel tip made contact with the dirt beneath him. Air parted to make room for the force behind the Shinigami’s swing - an unrefined strike, but an impressive one all the same. His eyes followed the Espada as he moved, he was quick - a good sign. Hopefully he was strong, too, but Tsuyoshi would try to prove that point with his next attack. It took a second or two for Tsuyoshi to register the feeling of pain building in his left shoulder, but Arcadus had landed a clean fading blow on him, splitting through the trapezius muscle of his non-dominant side. Blood sprayed from the initial impact and even as Tsuyoshi stood, crimson fluid stained the front of his Shihakusho, which had been left frayed and rippling from the attack. Good, good! Despite the apparent upper hand that the Espada had, Tsuyoshi’s grin remained plastered firmly on his face.

I’m sure you’re excited to fight me Captain, but you’re going to be better off not playing with toys and start taking this seriously.

Those are some bold words there… I'm rather interested to see when you decide to do the same! I know full-well that wasn't your full strength-"

That’s all that Tsuyoshi needed to hear. As Arcadus released his Zanpakuto and spoke, Tsuyoshi felt the rush of the arrancar’s reiatsu flow past him, which only seemed to peek his interest more. His eyes were firmly locked to Arcadus’s figure as he bounded through the air, palm outstretched and throwing several fireballs outwards, with one of them cascading directly at Tsuyoshi. Tsuyoshi had plenty of options available to him here, but he figured he would test the Espada’s ability to adapt to a sudden influx of power while he had the opportunity. Reiatsu built underneath his feet and he disappeared from view again in a shunpo^[1] at the exact same speed he rushed Arcadus at, dodging to one side and allowing the fireball to impact some distance away.

”You’re quick, Espada! Well color me impressed.” His eyes kept with Arcadus as he moved through the air. He made no move to flex closed the wound to his shoulder, almost seeming to ignore the pain as it flooded his left side. If anything, it only seemed to egg him on. ”You want me to take this seriously? That’s good to hear! Just do me a favor, eh?” He paused, gripping his sword and holding it out directly towards him. His stance was exactly the same as the first time he chose to blitz Arcadus, but there was something in his demeanor, something in his eyes - there was a sinister energy brooding underneath the hood. The first phase to combat was a short one - only long enough to make sure that Arcadus could handle the bare minimum that Tsuyoshi could lower himself to. Now, the limit testing began. The predatory nature of his aura enveloped him, grip tightening on his sword as he shouted. ”Keep up!”

That was the only warning that Arcadus got before he burst forwards again. There was something ever so slightly different about this approach - his speed. He wasn’t much faster, but he was now moving faster than Arcadus’s previous sonido^[2], bursting in a shunpo directly at the Espada to cover the distance between them. His approach was almost identical to the first approach, except this time Tsuyoshi kept his eyes directly on Arcadus, waiting to see if he would try to hold his ground or if he would sonido away again. Whether in chase or in repositioning, when Tsuyoshi brought his blade arm back, he disappeared in a third burst of speed. This third shunpo was several magnitudes faster than the last, the amount of time spent gathering reiatsu significantly shorter and moving fast enough to, in theory, disappear from Arcadus’s field of view^[3].

He re-appeared behind Arcadus from his third shunpo, this time without an announcement, swinging his blade hard horizontally towards Arcadus’s body. His body was wound tightly - in this repositioned swing he had a much more firm and solid grip on his Uchigatana, anticipating hitting Arcadus’s hierro and glancing through it. He turned his hand over and used his entire body on a backswing at the same speed. While the first strike was a swing with forward momentum, the second immediate swing was with an opposite momentum, attempting for one direct and one glancing blow with the intention of making space. Whether he connected successfully or not, however, he had absolutely no opportunity to follow-up on any advantage he might have had… because of her.

I hope the lot of you like rock! Tsuyoshi did, in fact, enjoy rock music. What he did not enjoy was the sudden glow of multiple blue amplifier-like constructs beneath him letting loose a threatening 140db B-minor chord, echoing between the amplifiers and immediately eating the entirety of Tsuyoshi’s attention. Minor pain battered between his ears, but it was enough to force him to almost completely disengage from Arcadus and visibly upset him. His grin disappeared almost immediately as he scanned the desert for the Quincy whom, up until this point, he apparently drastically underestimated.

I'm excited to be able to play for so many people today~! Please; don't get too close to the amps, though, okay? You might just go deaf~!

Despite the dull ringing in Tsuyoshi’s ears, he could hear her clear as day and he wasn’t sure what upset him the most - the screech of the chords cascading across the desert sands, or the sound of her voice piercing through the veil directly to his ears. And there she was - standing amongst them. Never before in Tsuyoshi’s existence did he find a Quincy quite so annoying as right this second.

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{1}Shunpo, 400(4000) Speed; -50 Reiatsu

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{2}Shunpo, 450(4500) Speed; -50 Reiatsu

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{3}Shunpo, 600(6000) Speed; Two Basic Attacks C1 Uchigatana 650 STR/600 SPD/750 IP; -50 Reiatsu

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{Combat Stats}Reiatsu: 5800/6000
Fatigue Posts: 0/5 Stage 0
Hoho: 3
Japanese Blades: 1
Moderate Bleeding

[Arcadus]

Tsuyoshi's whiff had bolded arcadus, though he wasn't exactly in a position to start seriously taunting the captain. Grimacing as he floated in the air, and taking note of the fact the reaper did not move to flex or seal closed his wound. The energy behind his stance, as he moved to start a new shunpo, having repositioned was an entirely new feeling from the man. Making an effort to begin to counter act, positioning his swords at a high guard and low guard, legs only slightly spaced, Arcadus knew that he could be attacked from any angle, so being able to jet and spin on a pivot was a great advantage of his flight. 

Straining his eyes to follow Tsuyoshi's movements, he could tell another Shunpo was building, and as it launched, Arcadus switched his guards, moving one to try and intercept the downward strike he expected raising his sabre to intercept, but the strike came, instead, into his back, lower and down on his shoulder. His steel silk had absorbed the strikes, but had shorn right through his robes, leaving it more as a tied skirt and cropped jacket. "You're fast, and you've got a nice stick, but I'm sorry, its not going to do much unless you want to go for the face. Like I said, lets stop playing w-"

Arcadus was rocked by the huge, deafening sound of the quincy's release. His ears were ringing and his vision even blurred temporarily. Quincy girl, an apparently her abilities focused on manipulating sound. Well they did prove to be an issue, it wasn't going to be something he couldn't overcome. Looking at Tsuyoshi, Arcadus's expression was smoldering, like a bed of ashy coals. His best option was to keep her in check, and seeing the annoyance and bitterness in Tsuyoshi's soul, Arcadus figured it would be smart to help remove this nuisance. 

"Give me a moment Tsuyoshi, I think we both have a nuisance we can take care of, and we can resume without the musical accompaniment." Arcadus he twisted his sword to throw a shockwave, at 1000 Strength at the Quincy, accompanied by a string of fireballs again, five again at 600 speed and 220 OS splayed out in a star pattern to catch any obvious and direct movements, forward back, left and right, with the 5th aimed straight forward. Tracking her movements, Arcadus stepped, a FWOOSH like a flamethrower following him. Moving at 4251 speed, and appearing in arm's reach of Priscilla, landing before any of these attacks could make contact. 

He knew her guard would be at least somewhat up for the shockwave, though likely not the fireballs. It wasn't like she wasn't going to read his mind, so best to make this something she couldn't physically avoid, Fast and with enough power to put her down if he had played his cards right. She could read his mind, so there wasn't any point in hiding his attacks. Forcing her back and back, tiring her out till he could catch her  was his best option. Channeling Electrica, his straight forward step had gained a blue arc of lighting as it swept over his swords. 

This pissant, impudent Quincy, who had the gall to talk to him like he was a misbehaving child, was going to know what it was like to . Landing to her left in a half wide stance, Arcadus activated Sonido Garra, swinging in for the quincy's chest with Bleeding Edge with that same 4251 speed he had closed the gap with, the now red-blue blade humming as it was charged with reiatsu, its invisible spirit needles like teeth in the maw of a thunderstorm. A shockwave followed it flying straight out from the cut, and, without letting up, a Cero would burst out onto the desert sand from his eyes, cranked to the absolute maximum size Arcadus could muster, the red-gold light growing to a building size. 

He had enough sense to keep his left foot back as he swung in with his left sword, ready to knee check to follow his cut with a kick, but his Zanpakuto was kept low and to the center, ready to brush any counter attack to the side. He was pulling off a tight knit web of attacks, forcing her to move in straight lines, where his first shockwave and fire balls was first launched. His plan wasn't to be unreadable, it was to make it so that she couldn't escape.

He wasn't going to let this upstart getaway with toying with him like this, and it wasn't like she was anything to brag about. A missionary, a servant of some corpse on a throne, sent to sneak and weasel those who couldn't resist her words into joining the Vandenriech, or at least sitting by and letting them do what they wanted. For the first time in a long time, Arcadus felt a righteous anger in his heart, and while he couldn't tell it from his selfish rage, it had painted some part of his thoughts. 

If this came down to a battle of attrition, he wasn't sure if he could win that. He was tough, sure, but it wasn't like he could stand up to having is insides gelatized for too long, at least with as few flames as he had. Nothing was going to stand up to being goo beneath all its armor, so it was best to put an end to that as soon as possible. Besides, it seemed like Tsuyoshi, and maybe that beastclan, would be fun to fight, and he could talk to them, unlike the zealot he was trying to cut in half, bleed, burn and fry all at once.


Strength 400/1000
Speed 327/327
Reiatsu Str 400/1100
Spiritual Pres 500/250
Instinct 150/100
Senses 100/100
Energy Sensory 223/502

Charisma (5) 4
Analysis (2)
Cero (3)
God Form Art(Curved Swords), (3)
Crafting (3)



Ressurection 2/16
Hierro Hits 6/6

Item Durability (All are Class 1)
Bleeding Edge 2200/2200
A.N.G.E.L. 2000/2000
Steel Silk 1600/1600

Rieatsu Pool 1450/2500 (0)
Rieatsu Tab 1200 (150 Sonido 150 Sonido Garra. 200 Bleeding Edge, 100 Consussive Blast, 200 Cero, 400 Electrica)
Stacks: 10 (3 Doubled, 4 created from Cero and Concussive Blast)

[Rafael]

Waiting and watching paid off better than Rafael would have expected, that much he was confident in stating to himself now. He wasn’t worried about dealing with the guy who transformed what his body looked like and seemed to rely on casting fire. He wasn’t all that worried about handling the Shinigami that didn’t seem to be experienced at using his own sword. No it was the small fragile looking girl that happened to pull a guitar from nowhere and immediately Rafael felt a shiver crawl up his spine.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me. . . Another one?”

Blurred memories swarming throughout his mind relating back to the Shinigami that possessed virtually the exact same method of combat. A female that most would proclaim beautiful with long red hair along with an hourglass figure, yet to Rafael she was nothing more than a true pain in the ass. A Shinigami tied for achieving the feat of breaking most of his bones that would likely still be able to overpower him physically. Looking out at the girl now Rafael could only hope she wasn’t exactly the same otherwise this was going to be much harder than expected.

It only took a couple of seconds though for Rafael to get his answer as it became quite clear that this girl fought in a different way just using the same sort of tool. What he found though was that this one may be just as frustrating to deal with, the speakers seemingly appearing from nowhere all around the area that only serves to make the noise she used to attack all the more present. Even at the distance he was maintaining from the others Rafael could still hear it all while experiencing a sharp pain in the back of his ears.

“Why must so many use sound?”

As for the little skirmish between the transformed . . . Whatever he was and the Shinigami, well Rafael’s bias was in full swing as he started to believe the Shinigami relying too heavily on shunpo. Executing the acceleration technique one time after another while never utilizing his own basic speed to trick or pressure his foe. Blood loss was more than apparent though from him and something that Rafael wasn’t sure he’d have to watch out for himself if he was cut by that same sword.

The sword strike the Shinigami unleashed when it finally came clashed against his foe yet didn’t manage to cut, a fact that Rafael hadn’t been expecting. Doing what he could to focus harder the large Panther could see clothing had been able to stop the sword although how he wasn’t so sure. Either way it didn’t matter if he didn’t know how all that did was he knew it had so best to avoid hitting that foe in the torso. While gathering up every bit of information Rafael sighed despite the pin in his ears.

“How do people do this for so long? Really gets boring quickly.”

Rafael speaking to himself focuses inwards choosing to no longer hide in plain sight as gathering information had really grown dull. While reverting back to his natural size and shape Rafael could see the transformed had the physical strength to send out a shockwave with his sword although mixing in balls of flame as well. A method of attack that tainted the fun of pure might. Rafael couldn’t look on without an irritated expression spreading across his maw.

By the time he was himself once again Rafael began to walk towards the battlefield knowing full well that his ears were likely going to burst over the next couple minutes. His fur was going to burn off, his skin melt and his body suffer quite a few gashes and cuts. Knowing that he was going to suffer so many different possible wounds just made the irritated expression intensify further as this was the expectation of his foes now and if they failed to meet them. Well . . . They wouldn’t be worth remembering after he kept standing above them.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

"Give me a moment Tsuyoshi, I think we both have a nuisance we can take care of, and we can resume without the musical accompaniment." Almost immediately, she knew that meant her. Taking the opportunity to read into Arcadus' thoughts with lightning speed, thanks to her energy sensing capabilities and her mental processing power, she made haste in order to steer clear of whatever it was he was looking to do. Activating her Soul Property, Priscilla once again vanished from sight entirely.

Through Hierenkyaku, Priscilla cleared a fair bit of distance between her and the Espada, allowing him to do his thing into the air in front of him. Assuming he'd try to fire about in other locations, Priscilla did what she could to make sure she'd steer clear of whatever attacks he was going to launch against her, just in case. She wasn't going to stay around any longer than she really needed to, and wasn't going to try to fight back against two individuals that seriously physically outmatched her. Such a plan of action was likely going to end up getting her killed if she wasn't careful, and that was by no means the goal.

"Well, children," she said, maintaining her current 'invisibility', "It's been fun, but I suppose it's time for me to leave, yeah? I hope you kids have a fun time duking it out~ Oh! And enjoy this parting gift, won't you~?" With her last few words, Priscilla once again let out a strum on her bow, launching a tremendous shockwave of sound from each and every one of her remaining speakers, threatening to rupture the eardrums of those in the immediate vicinity. And with that, the girl had sped out of the desert with Hierenkyaku.

(OOC: Withdrawing Priscilla from this thread, like what was talked about~ Have fun!)