Post by Camila Adaronde on Jan 13, 2023 21:16:10 GMT -5
Cracking her knuckles, and letting out the softest of sighs, the ex-Shinigami stood atop a smaller building toward the heart of New York City. With her hands now on her hips, and sword readily-sheathed on her waist, the girl couldn't help but smile. It felt absolutely fucking great to be out of Hell for once. She couldn't even begin to fathom how wonderful such a time was going to be! After all, she was freed from the eternal damnation of her actions at this point.
Simply put, she'd been given another chance. Another attempt to do what she wanted, and to not be reckless. She'd learned from her experience with Karai. She wasn't going to let herself get killed again if she could help it; Albin was here this time to make sure of that. With a rather widened smirk stretched across the twice-dead girl's face, she found herself leaping down into the crowd. Behind her, her now-outer hollow followed not far behind. As both of them crashed to the ground, standing up as though nothing had happened, she turned her attention toward her inner hollow.
"So," she spoke, significantly more arrogantly than she was used to, "how's it feel to be back to normal, Albin?" Scoffing, her inner hollow simply drew his sword, pointing the blade to her for a moment. "'Normal'?" He asked back, "don't be so full of yourself, Cami. You're only back so I can take the reins again. You being around means I can do what I'd like without anybody breathing down my back. That includes you." As the two found themselves on the pavement, almost immediately they began to draw attention to themselves. After all, both were existing in a gigai at the time.
Stepping toward the Hollow, though traveling past him at rather fast speeds, the sound of a sword splitting the air made itself prevalent not inches away from Albin. Though, no flinch was found from him. In fact, the sword hadn't even finished near Albin. The blade found itself planted straight through a civilian, very easily bifurcating the poor man that stood a little too close to their arrival. Perhaps it was a threat from the girl? It was hard to say. "Back to that nickname, yeah?" She asked, frustrated, "say it again. I fucking dare you." With a chuckle from the hollow, Albin turned away from the girl, and focused his attention toward the crowd. "You haven't changed a bit."
Flicking the blood from her blade, humming softly to herself, Camila found herself weaving between the now-screaming individuals that had originally crowed about her and Albin, swinging her weapon like a knife through butter toward the crowds of people that had made the unfortunate decision to not leave the area. Taking a more aggressive approach, Albin swing his blade with force and abandon, cleaving through each individual they could keep up with. A perfect contrast to Cami's elegant strikes, the two continued to take life after life; to do just as they pleased.{Cami's n' Albin's Stats & Skills}
Type: Fractured
Camila's Stats:
Strength: 100 [70]
Speed: 400 [600]
Reiatsu Strength: 200 [120]
Spiritual Pressure: 400 [700]
Senses: 100 [100]
Instinct: 200 [200]
Energy Sensory: 0 [0]
Healing Expertise: 0 [0]
Light Aura: 0
Dark Aura: 100
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Albin's Stats:
Strength: 100 [70]
Speed: 300 [450]
Reiatsu Strength: 100 [60]
Spiritual Pressure: 350 [350]
Senses: 100 [100]
Instinct: 100 [100]
Energy Sensory: 0 [0]
Healing Expertise: 0 [0]
Light Aura: 0
Dark Aura: 100
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Weapons - Blood Weapons: 3
Martial Arts - Zanjutsu: 3
Martial Arts - Hōhō: 3
Strength of Will: 3
Martial Arts - Hakuda: 3{Reiatsu Pool & Blood Counters}
Reiatsu Pool: 7,000/7,000
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Blood Counters: 0