Cleaning Shop [NDE-R-Quest]

[Alacrán]

Quest Name: Cleaning Shop

Who can participate?: Anyone

Quest Time Frame: Hopefully 5+ pages (There will be a week timer for posts before I chose to skip your turn in the thread order. If you are skipped twice in a row, then you will be considered no longer active in the thread.)

Quest Setting (NDE/DE): NDE

Quest Synopsis:
An anonymous contractor within the World of the Living is rather upset with the competition that is posed by Kita’s Shop and really wishes to cripple his business. They've put out a job with details of wanting you to do your worst to his production process over the next following three days and whoever makes it out alive will be paid handsomely. They've provided the location of a safehouse that is to be used.

Maximum Number of Participants: 4; quest starts after all participants intro posts

Overall Goal: Cause as much damage to Kitai’s production process

Number of missions involved: 3 + 3 optional

BASIC Synopsis of each Quest mission:
Day One [Easy] - Destroy Valuables + unknown optional
Day Two [Medium] - Destroy Factory Lines + unknown optional
Day Three [Hard] - Damage the Warehouse + unknown optional

Recommended Class for entry: Minimum Class 5

Note: At the end of the first two days, participants will have their reiatsu pools restored by 20% (i.e. 50/100 -> 70/100). Release, Hell Masks/Cloaks, and other such abilities that have timers are refreshed for the new day. They may also use Quest Points (QP) to buy consumables, weapons, and other items from provided by the contractor. Participants are given 3,000 QP to begin with. Participants do not need a firearms license to use provided weapons.

[Alacrán]

The Safehouse. A place where criminals, mercenaries, delinquents and other unscrupulous deplorables can hide from the law or other entities that might be searching for them. They come in many shapes and sizes, ranging from shipping containers and abandoned warehouses to big expensive mansions or penthouses. The one provided to the team that had decided to take this job had the guise of a boarded up, permanently closed dry cleaner building. The van that would be transporting them to the warehouse was parked around the back, in between the alleys that were hidden behind it.

The team was provided instructions about the loose board that could be moved to enter the building. The initial room they would step into was completely empty and nothing more than a large open space. There was a door that jutted out from one wall with a hidden code panel next to it, the code provided with the instructions, that led to the decent sized basement where a rough set up was provided. The “setup” consisted of a large table with a map of the targeted warehouse on it. The entire room was lit up by a couple industrial construction lamps, which really showed off the rather minimalist set up that the team was provided.

There was a sofa pushed against one of the walls and a set of foot locker containers, each one labeled with the name of who it belonged to from the team. Inside each foot locker was the supplies that the individual had bought from the provided inventory that the team had been offered after taking the job. Of course, each locker was locked with a special lock that responded to the reiatsu of the owner and the locker’s themselves were built to take quite the beating should any of the team decide to be too greedy.

On the table with the map of their target was a piece of paper that appeared to be a note from the contractor with instructions and details of what they wanted done today during the mission. Their first task was to sneak into the warehouse and destroy valuable products with a combined worth of 500,000 Ryo. The note states that the valuables should be kept in wooden shipping crates. Explosives are encouraged.

The note also adds that supposedly there is to be a special shipment being made. If the team can find and destroy it then there will be a bonus added on to the payout. The contractor’s intel says that one of the guards with a gold KS emblem on their uniform should know and have access to where the special shipment is being kept. The contractor also advises that if the team doesn’t want too much complication in the following days, then they should keep the alarms from going off for as long as possible.

Aside from all that, the team was instructed that when they’re ready to leave for the target location, to grab their gear and load up into the van, smacking the tinted divider window three times to signal them. Additionally, they were also advised not to let anyone see them leave the target location after they complete their mission, saying the driver won’t leave as long as there are any witnesses. Once they’re ready and cleared to leave however, they’ll give the tinted window three smacks again to signal them to head back to the safehouse.

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{Shop Wares}x6 Class 5

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{SS-1 Pistol}Description: A basic pistol that fires standard bullets, allowing the user to fight without expending Reiatsu at the cost of using Reiatsu-charged bullets that must be separately bought. This fires single shots.
Type of Item: Firearm
Class: 5
Item Power (IP): 200
Offense Type: Physical
Durability: 2x IP
Bonuses: N/A
Drawbacks: Cannot be used without ammo packs. Cannot be used with Reiatsu packs.
Cost: 1,200 QP Each

x4 Class 5

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{SS-2 Assault Rifle}Description: A basic assault rifle that fires standard bullets, allowing the user to fight without expending Reiatsu at the cost of using Reiatsu-charged bullets that must be separately bought. This fires bursts of five shots each.
Type of Item: Firearm
Class: 5
Item Power (IP): 150
Offense Type: Physical
Durability: 2x IP
Bonuses: N/A
Drawbacks: Cannot be used without ammo packs. Cannot be used with Reiatsu packs.
Cost: 1,200 QP Each

x1 set of Class 4

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{Flashbang Grenades (3)}Description: Though it looks much like a standard grenade, a Flashbang Grenade explodes with a blinding light when it detonates. This can cause a temporary loss of sight for all affected, particularly those who have sharpened senses.
Type of Item: Tool
Class: 4
Item Power (IP): N/A
Offense Type: N/A
Durability: 300
Bonuses: Anyone looking into an explosion caused by a Flashbang will immediately be rendered blind for two posts, plus an additional post for every 100 Senses they have.
Drawbacks: Consumable item; once used, this item is lost, regardless of thread rating.
Cost: 1,000 QP Each

x1 set of Class 7

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{Grenades (5)}Description: A small, egg-shaped object that, when its pin is pulled and the item is thrown, will explode exactly five seconds later with deadly force.
Type of Item: Weapon
Class: 7
Item Power (IP): 150
Offense Type: Physical
Durability: Equal to Base IP
Bonuses: When used, a Class 7 Grenade deals full damage at a range of 15 feet, with damage reduced to half from 16-40 feet from flying shrapnel. Both ranges increase by 5 feet with each Class, with a maximum full-damage range at 30 feet and a maximum partial-damage range at 55 feet at Class 4. When this explosion strikes an item in full-damage range, it ignores IP and automatically deals half of its IP to the item’s durability.
Drawbacks: Consumable items; once used, these items are lost, regardless of thread rating. Grenade will explode after five seconds regardless of where it is, so the user must throw it immediately or be struck by their own weapon.
Cost: 300 QP Each

x8 Class 5

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{SS-1 Ammunition Pack}Description: A small pack of Reiatsu-treated ammo, these are standard bullets used in SS-model firearms. Their treatment allows them to strike spiritual targets as though they were physical, which previously rendered gunfire useless against them.
Type of Item: Firearm Ammunition
Class: 5
Item Power (IP): 25
Offense Type: Physical
Durability: 200
Bonuses: When loaded into an SS-model firearm, add the item's IP to any shots fired by that firearm.
Drawbacks: Consumable items; once used, these items are lost, regardless of thread rating. A single Ammunition Pack is good for twenty shots before running out. Only one Ammunition Pack can be used at a time. Only SS-model Firearms can use these packs, and only a pack of equal or lesser Class than the firearm.
Cost: 400 QP Each

[Camila Adaronde]

It had been, what, about a month since she'd accepted the job? Camila and Albin had spent about that long doing nothing but taking proper preparations for what was to come. Pressing themselves to grow stronger, doing what they could in order to maintain their peak physical conditions, and per the request of their contractor, learning everything they needed to about firearms.

Truth be told, Camila had very minimal exposure to firearms in general. She'd utilized rather archaic muskets during a good few of her fights in the past, but it hadn't been anything more than that. Instead, it was time for her to get more exposure to the weaponry she needed to be accustomed to. From 1911s, to FN P-90s, she tended to focus her attention toward the smaller, easily-carriable arms. Albin, on the other hand, took the time to work with most anything he could get his hands on.

And so, the two spent the month preparing for this heist. While it certainly felt a bit... odd? For Camila and Albin to be attacking a Kitai Brand^TM Warehouse after he was the one that brought her back from Hell, money was money. If she could help it, he wasn't going to hear about this happening, and she very much would've liked to keep it that way. With a smile on her face, and a stoic expression on Albin's, the two walked into the safehouse and immediately took a look around.

Seeing as they were the first to arrive, Camila smiled to herself and took a seat down on the couch. Crossing one leg over the other, and throwing her arms on the back of the seat, she took the opportunity to rest. Over the last thirty days, this was her first real opportunity to take a break, and she was here for it. As she did, Albin made his way over to the rather suspicious-looking lockers. "Camila," he called, "this one's got our name on it. You want me to open it?"

She nodded her head. "Go for it," she spoke, "should be the gear we requested." Smiling softly, she watched Albin gently surge their shared reiatsu signature into the locker, prompting a 'click' from the locking mechanism. As he opened the door, a bandolier of explosives rested on a hanger. Taking the sash, and walking back over toward Camila, he gently tossed it to her. Thankfully, nothing set off, and Camila simply put the sash around her upper body. They were pretty immediately ready for what was to come; the only question was, who else was going to show up?

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{Cami's n' Albin's Stats & Skills}
Type: Fractured

Camila's Stats:

Strength: 100 [60]
Speed: 400 [700]
Reiatsu Strength: 200 [100]
Spiritual Pressure: 400 [800]
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 [60]
Speed: 300 [525]
Reiatsu Strength: 100 [50]
Spiritual Pressure: 400 [400]
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

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{Reiatsu Pool & Resources}
Cami's Pool: 4,000/4,000
Albin's Pool: 4,000/4,000

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{QP Acquisitions}
QP: 0
-300 for set of grenades.
-2,700 to CTP.

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{CTP Adjustments}
CTP: 8,000 -> 10,700

[Ailene Haschiro]

Mélusine cackled to herself softly as she peered down from a nearby building. Her eyes were fixated on someone she was stalking for the last few minutes. A woman who thought it was wise to walk the streets of Karakura alone at night. Ever since her hunt with Talia, Mélusine had become more emboldened. Hunts that were once every few days became nightly. This, more than anything else, made her feel like a Hollow again. Preying upon the weak. Exerting her dominance. It was all so thrilling.

Alas, she couldn't spend all night ruminating on her vices. She had to strike while the woman was out of sight. Stretching her wings for a moment, her shadow would be cast upon the woman. She couldn't help but look up. Unfortunately, it was already too late. Diving down towards her, she'd only have time to scream before Mélusine left her mark. A vicious scratch that tore through flesh her flesh. She was dead within the minute. Licking her lips, Mélusine decided to dig in. Human flesh had become a favorite of hers. After a few minutes, Mélusine even dined upon the soul of this woman. It was a cruel and vicious thing to do, but such was the life of a Hollow.

Skulking in the shadows, however, was another figure. He had been watching her for some time. Now that she was out in the open, he made no efforts to remain stealthy. He'd approach the feasting dragon. "So. You must be the one keeping bodies strewn around night after night." Mélusine tilted her head and looked back at the man. "Mmm. Yeah? So what if I am? Got a fucking problem with it?" The man stopped a few feet away from the draconian familiar and chuckled. "Not necessarily. Actually, such wanton and destruction may be entirely what I'm looking for." Mélusine raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" He simply nodded. "Tell me. You're part of Rēgīna, right? A client of mine may have a proposition for you and the woman in charge there..." Mélusine was intrigued to say the least...

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"Reminder. Put Yui and Amber up for a double shift when they are done with their schoolwork..." Ailene groaned as she swept up broken glassware. Today was a busy day at Rēgīna. Patrons swarmed in every hour and there was even some asshole who began to make a scene. Ailene had made short work of him but was a little embarrassed afterwards. Rēgīna was intended to be a place of peace. Nevertheless, she'd protect it and its reputation as best as she possibly could. 

Before she had time to ruminate further, the front door unlocked. Ailene's eyes shifted. "Speak of the devil." It was none other than her draconian companion. As usual... she was covered in blood. Ailene rolled her eyes. She had stopped asking what Mélusine was up to every night. Then again, it wasn't particularly difficult to figure out. She couldn't help, but sigh. "Another successful hunt, I presume?" Mélusine grinned happily and flapped her wings, rising to the countertop. 

She carefully set down a piece of paper and growled happily. "Absolutely! It's thrilling to live the life of a Hollow again!" The Head Barista rolled her eyes. Despite her dislike for violence, it was difficult to ignore centuries worth of predatory instincts and murder. Part of her, deep down, still believed that there were those that were weak and some that simply were above them. Nevertheless, she'd do her best to counsel Mélusine. "Well. Just be careful. The last thing we need is a run in with Soul Society. As long as you don't do that and don't kill my regulars, you can do as you wish." 

Ailene put the broom away and looked down at the countertop. "Huh? Paper?" She unfolded it as her eyes glazed over the text. It was an invitation. To a heist? Apparently someone wanted to disrupt the business of a Kitai Yoru. "Why does that name sound so familiar?" Regardless, Ailene looked at Mélusine as she finished reading. "Where'd you get this?" The dragon stretched, laying on the countertop. "Someone apparently doesn't like this Kitai's business. Wants to cause some ruckus." "Huh. Oh well. This is the type of attention we want to avoid." She turned around and was so close to crumbling it up and tossing it away. However, Mélusine piped up one more time before that. "It would interest you to know that this Kitai thinks that Rēgīna is a low quality establishment." Ailene paused for a moment. "Excuse me. What the fuck did he say.." Mélusine smirked. 

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"So this is the place huh?" "Well, we're in the van already. Too late for regrets now." Ailene, with Mélusine in weapon form, found herself being transported to the safehouse that organized this entire place. In truth, it looked like any ol' warehouse. According to the guy driving the van, her and a few others would be participating in this heist. She sighed. "Oy vey. What did I get myself mixed up in..." As the van came to a stop in an alleyway, Ailene listened carefully to the instructions given. There was a loose board that would get them into the building and a hidden code for the basement? "Simple enough."

Upon entering the warehouse, she couldn't help, but scoff. It was just a big empty room with a table, a sofa, footlockers and a map of the warehouse. Even the lighting of the building seemed to be failing in some areas. "This is our base of operations..." She paused for a moment in disbelief. "Wow. I'm beginning to miss Las Noches." Suddenly, a voice roared in her head. "Quit your bitching and let's get on with it!" Ailene simply sighed and walked over to the map to get a better idea of what they were dealing with. Hopefully this "team" of hers wouldn't be too insufferable. 

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{Ailene's & Mélusine's Stats n' Skills}
Type: Fractured

Ailene's Stats & Skills:

Strength: 100 [75]
Speed: 200 [270]
Spiritual Pressure: 400 [600]
Reiatsu Strength: 350 [245]
Instinct: [200]
Senses: [50]
Energy Sensory: [50]
Healing Expertise: [0]

Light Aura - 50
Dark Aura - 50

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Pain Tolerance [2]
Battle Analysis [2]
Weapon: Curved Daggers [2]
Shadow Magicks [2]
Strength of Will [2]
Stepping: Movement [2]

Mélusine's Stats & Skills

Strength: 200 [150]
Speed: 200 [270]
Spiritual Pressure: [300]
Reiatsu Strength: 100 [70]
Instinct: [100]
Senses: [50]
Energy Sensory: [25]
Healing Expertise: [0]

Light Aura - 0
Dark Aura - 100

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Pain Tolerance [2]
Battle Analysis [2]
Weapon: Curved Daggers [2]
Shadow Magicks [2]
Strength of Will [2]
Stepping: Movement [2]

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{QP Acquisition}
SS-2 Assault Rifle x1 - 1200
SS-1 Ammo Pack x2 - 800


Remaining QP: 1000

[Ishikawa Seiji]

Time passed slowly now that he couldn't witness it.

Or at least it had certainly felt that way, but with his reaitsu levels stable and back to normal, he could at least move around places without crashing into walls. The odd faded bruise on his arm on just above his waist a stark reminder that it could still happen, and he would always look like a complete and utter fucking moron when it did. The cackling he had endured from Soyoukaze on that specific topic was far too much to endure for very long, and as such he had learnt how to adjust to this new darkened world around him. Of course the World of the Living was an entirely different and far more frustrating challenge altogether. Sure he had visited a handful of times and while he did not find it as overwhelming as he once had weeks prior, the unease that settled in the pit of his stomach remained, despite his best efforts. Perhaps that was why he had agreed to this, the extra money would be useful and so would any potential information he could gain, he could not constantly wander a spiritually saturated world forever after all. Going back and forth would have to become his norm sometime and what better way then this?

So mere weeks after his recovery, Seiji began. Slipping back and forth on some mundane patrol work, alongside other reasons only some of which were fabricated, it left him time to prepare and think things through. There had been plenty to look into and that contractor had found him surprisingly fast upon arrival, quick enough that the emerald haired Shinigami had not even had the time to seek out any kind of spiritual pressure before he was gone. Nothing but a mixed trace that he couldn't attribute to much of anything really, was it purely reiatsu suppression or was something being used to help disguise what would normally be a fairly notable trait. Everyone had a unique signature after all. Still there was no use wallowing in annoyance about it, the offer was strange enough sure, but every small part worked towards a greater whole and in this case the added funds and knowledge would be worth enough to make the risks involved more than pay for themselves.

Weeks passed without much true activity and for a short while the young Kido expert settled back into somewhat of a routine, altered though it was, until a few days before. Visits interspersed whenever he had the time, what few added items needed already chosen weeks prior, because really who could make better use of them? Considering his situation as it were, no one, at least it seemed that way. Luckily his arrival and subsequent being let out as instructions were explained upon the way were simple enough, a subtle flicker of indistinguishable reiatsu once again as his guide. The alleyway easy to define from the smell alone, erugh, frankly slipping inside the seemingly abandoned building was quite the relief to get away from such a stench. Finding where imprints of others had already arrived was not too difficult, neither was the keypad strangely, had things been changed slightly to aid him? Had he in which case, been specifically sought out? How odd.

Though he had come prepared and armed with his Zanpakuto, attached as it was through a belt loop at his right upon the jeans he wore and a large hoodie atop that, he had not bothered with the uniform of a Shinigami. Far too obvious and it might land him in hot water later on if he wasn't careful. Without sight, the industrial light did not nearly blind him as it might others upon entry, but something told him there would be little in the way of a comforting atmosphere within such a place. It was a basement after all, they weren't here to have a party after sneaking away from their parents like some humans did. The locker marked by his spiritual signature was a nice touch however, one he could appreciate the work put into, even as he reached out to remove the small bandolier of items from the locker. Wrapping such about his waist and fiddling with it only for a moment so that such things were hidden from view but still easy to access beneath the layer of clothing he had placed atop it. Just because he couldn't see it, did not mean others couldn't if he just carried them around carelessly. Best to be prepared.

So prepared that he had not bothered to check for others in the room even as he'd entered, nor seek out other reiatsu signatures. He had heard something sure, but he hadn't paid it any mind whatsoever, even as he closed the locker with a shake of his head and stepped away from it. There was little to be done about his own stupidity now, how very foolish to be so lost in his own head and thoughts when entering somewhere he had never been. Well at least he hadn't walked face first into anything yet, that was an accomplishment all on it's own these days, unfortunately. He could hardly wander this world with Kaze constantly released after all, not without a strict talking to for mass murder of innocent human souls at least. Ah well, hopefully no one here would be too... uptight about simply doing whatever they had to in order to get the job done.

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{Stats & Skills}

Statistics

Physical	Spiritual		Sensory	Miscellaneous
Strength: 50 Speed: 350	Reiatsu Strength: 400 (+50%) = 750 Spiritual Pressure: 400 (+50%) = 750		Instincts: 100 (-35%) = 65 Senses: 100 (-35%) = 65 Energy Sensory: 0	Light Aura: 40 Dark Aura: 60 Healing Expertise: 0

Skills

Mental	Battle		Body	Utility
Analyzing: 2 Strength of Will: 2	Weapons: Katana & Wakizashi: 3 Battle Analysis: 2 Pain Tolerance: 2 Kidō Mastery: 3		Mental Incantation: 2	N/A

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{QP Acquisitions}
QP: 0
- 1,000 for set of flashbang grenades (3).
- 2,000 to CTP.

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{CTP Adjustments}
CTP: 9,300 -> 11,300

[Alacrán]

The map the layout of the warehouse as well as the packing and loading bays for the shipments that get sent out. It seems the shelves where everything is stored is in the back most left corner of the warehouse. As for where any kind of special shipments would be held isn't made obvious on this map there is a notable lounge area right next to the entrance as well as some office space in past the shipping and receiving area that they could possibly go to investigate if they really wanted to accomplish the bonus task that was mentioned in the notes.

It should be noted that while the warehouse wasn't bigger than what one would expect, seeming to have an area of fifty thousand square feet. Yet it seemed there were alarms set up on the outside walls, in the main storage area, as well as in the offices and lounge area. While they were tasked with destroying as much expensive products as possible it seemed that they could pull this off without alerting many people if the team would like and had the necessary skills to do so. Of course however they decided to approach this was completely up to them. All their contractor cared about was that the tasks would be accomplished and providing the team with the resources and transportation.

Once the team was ready and they all piled into the van, they'd have roughly an hour or so of travel before the van would come to a stop. They'd then find themselves parked just a few buildings away from the warehouse, which had a 10 foot tall fence surrounding it's perimeter. Everyone would notice the two guards, Seji being able to feel their spiritual presence although he wouldn't really be able to tell that they had hand guns strapped onto their waist as they just stood outside the entrance of the fence. Aside from spotting those two, it would appear that the warehouse wasn't busy on the outside at least.

The entrance to the front of the warehouse seemed to be about a good ten feet from the fence which also seemed to be electrically charge. They wouldn't be able to spot the alarms from their position as well as to whether there were other guards that took a patrol route past the fence so if they wanted to take the guards out without alerting anyone they'd have to be quick about it.

[Camila Adaronde]

Looking at the group that had formed, both Albin and Camila sighed almost in sync with one another. Had this whole thing been schemed? Planned by someone? Both of them seemed to be almost distracted for the same reason. Seems my past came back to haunt me, Camila muttered under her breath to her fragment. Albin naturally responded in suit. Yeah? You're not the only one.

As both of the two split up to get acquainted with the rest of the group, both chose to purposefully avoid interaction with the 'individual from their past'. For Camila, she moved toward the green-haired man walking into the safehouse, and Albin made his way over toward the violet-haired woman with the dragon. Neither of them wasted time introducing themselves as best they could; after all, these were the individuals they were expected to put trust of their lives in. Best to remain at least cordial with them.

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"Hey," Camila spoke, walking over toward Seiji, one hand in her pocket while the other waved, "guessing you also took up this hit as well?" Waiting for a response, Camila put her other hand back into her pocket. Her elbow gently touched against the sword currently sheathed on her hip; similar to Seiji's own.

After he'd finished speaking, she'd go one more time. "Camila Adaronde, it's nice to meet you; here's to hoping we get along, yeah?" Giving him a soft smile - relatively uncharacteristic for the perpetually-angry girl - she simply stayed put in case there was anything else he wanted to say. She wasn't opposed to striking up a quick conversation with him, should he desire to do so.

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On the other side of the safehouse, Albin walked over toward the pair that had walked in a little earlier. Keeping one hand behind his back, and lowering himself as to respectfully bow to Ailene, Albin flashed a simple smile to the two of them. "Pleasure to meet you," he spoke with a soft voice, "Albin Landry; I look forward to being able to work with you." Giving them the opportunity to comment or respond how they desired, Albin paused his thoughts.

After they likely had the opportunity to interact with one another for a bit, Albin had a question of his own for the two of them. "Forgive me if this comes off as... Rather blunt," he started, "but you're spiritually aware, correct? What... what are you?" As one might expect, he was inquiring if the two were similar to him than otherwise expected. Perhaps they were?

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Regardless of how these interactions had gone, it was eventually time to begin piling into the van, and getting the show on the road. Both Albin and Camila hadn't really much to say during the trip unless asked, and were both more focused on simply going on the trip to begin with, if nothing else. They'd agreed to this little excursion to deal some property damage, and gods be damned they were going to be doing some property damage!!

As the van eventually came to a stop, and the lot made their way out of the vehicle, and both Camila and Albin took a moment to look around, the shorter of the two made a comment back toward the rest of the group. "There's two fucks currently standing outside; how do we wanna tackle this? I can take care of 'em relatively easily, but it might make a bit of noise. If y'all're looking to raise hell, we can get this shit going." Prompting a sigh from Albin at the mention of "raising hell", he simply kept quiet over the matter.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Resources}
Cami's Pool: 4,000/4,000
Albin's Pool: 4,000/4,000

[Ailene Haschiro]

Giving the map a lookover, Ailene did her best to study it closely. As expected, it was a rather comprehensive schematic of the warehouse. Despite her initial biases, she was impressed with the level of intel that this map provided. Her eyes skimmed over the notes about alarms as her finger traced a path idly. Seems that there was a silent way to do this. A way that wouldn't raise any alarms. Ultimately, it seemed that their approach didn't matter. Several things were circled, and an arrow pointed to them labeled, "Destroy".

Ailene was not the type of person to stir up trouble. She felt that disputes had diplomatic solutions. This, however, was not one of those times. Rēgīna was Ailene's pride and joy. She had sacrificed everything to devote herself to it. Having its name dragged through the dirt struck an acute nerve. Feeling her anger, Mélusine couldn't help but feel pride. All it took was a little lie and the girl was already seeking revenge. Perhaps this is something she could continue using to her advantage occasionally. 

The Fullbringer hummed softly until she briefly heard footfalls. Turning her head away and looking at the approaching man, Ailene raised an eyebrow. He was quite a tall fellow. He was rather well-dressed and had long, striking hair. The most notable feature about him was his skin. It was a pale white. Not quite sickly, but certainly unnatural. She wasn't sure what to expect from him, but she'd be pleasantly surprised when he gave a rather courteous bow to her. The girl blinked and a smile creeped up her lips. 

"Pleasure to meet you," His voice seemed quite a bit familiar. Ailene tilted her head for a moment. She couldn't put her finger on it. "Just who is this...?" Ailene was eager to know, but the reveal shocked her to her core. "Albin Landry; I look forward to being able to work with you." Ailene's eyes widened. Could it really be? Before utilizing her Saigo, Ailene had met a Shinigami by that very same name. He lashed out at her and blamed her for what had happened to Camila. Thankfully, she had been able to de-escalate the situation, but they had to rough each other up a bit to do so. 

Despite having so many questions, Ailene wanted to be respectful in return. Returning the bow, she smiled brightly. If it was true that this was Albin then... She looked over his shoulder at the raven-haired woman across the room. "Could it really be? Camila...?" She hadn't seen the girl since she foolishly challenged the Right Hand of Las Noches, Guujin, to prove herself. However, if rumors were to be believed, Camila never returned. She was allegedly killed by the Right Hand. 

As Albin introduced himself, the ball was left in Ailene's court. Would she reveal her identity? She really had no grievances with Albin. They had worked out their issues over a cup of tea. Just the way Ailene preferred. Despite that, she wanted to stray away from drama as much as possible. Neither Soul Society nor Las Noches had to know her fate. For now, she'd give him a neutral response. "Albin Landry, huh? It's rare to find a proper gentleman nowadays. I look forward to our partnership." 

She was clearly very appreciative of his etiquette. Deep within the depths of her soul, however, a fire smoldered. Mélusine was less than pleased. In fact, she was practically seething. Ailene could feel the scorn in her voice. "What the hell is this bastard doing here?! We should have crushed him! Devoured his soul!" This was pretty par for the course when it came to Mélusine. She'd ignore her companion's pleas for carnage for now and refocus her attention to Albin. "Forgive me if this comes off as... Rather blunt," The Fullbringer raised an eyebrow in response. "but you're spiritually aware, correct? What... what are you?"

Ailene couldn't help but chuckle. As she spoked, she'd do so softly as to appeal to Albin's senses alone. She didn't need the other riff raff listening in. "Well... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to introduce myself." Ailene's hand briefly disappeared beneath her robes as she brandished Mélusine's weapon form, a curved dagger. Reflecting Mélusine's grandiose perspective, it was ornately decorated. If Albin paid close attention to it, however, he'd likely notice that the eyelike jewel suddenly shifted its attention around a little before focusing on him. Movements that seemed initially random turned into a seemingly deliberate stare. 

Using the blade, Ailene slide some of her robes to the side and revealed an ebony tattoo that was printed against her skin. She only showed out about half of it, but it would very clearly be a 7 on the woman's waist. She quickly brought her finger up to her lips as if to tell him, "Shoosh". Quickly shifting her robe back into place, the woman held her dagger to the side. It began to morph, twisting and turning. The weapon suddenly turned into a 7 ft long dragon. Her tail briefly slammed against the flooring as she smirked at Albin. "Hey, you bastard. Long time no see." She flashed him a toothy and predatory grin.
 

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Upon getting all the pleasantries out of the way, it seemed time to get going. Taking up a good bit space due to her length, Mélusine elected to simply lie on the floor of the van, resting. Even Ailene would be rather quiet for most of the ride as they made their way to the destination. Once the van reached its stop a few buildings away, Mélusine sleepily raised her head and rose to her feet. Exiting the van promptly, Ailene followed her closely. It seemed that it was time for this mission to get started.

In classic fashion, Camila offered a rather violent resolution. "There's two fucks currently standing outside; how do we wanna tackle this? I can take care of 'em relatively easily, but it might make a bit of noise. If y'all're looking to raise hell, we can get this shit going." Much like Albin, Ailene rolled her eyes. Clearly, she wasn't the biggest fan and the look she gave Albin made that apparent. The same couldn't be said for Mélusine who snarled happily and gave her input. "Finally! Someone who gets it!" Presumably staying out of plain sight, Mélusine looked at Camila. "You take the one on the left. I'll claim the one on the right!" It was clear that the draconian familiar was beyond excited!

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{Ailene & Mélusine Reiatsu Pool}

Ailene's Total Reiatsu: 3000/3000
Mélusine's Total Reiatsu: 3000/3000

[Ishikawa Seiji]

Times like these had become all to familiar as of late, that sensation that shifted and rumbled beneath his skin. That gut instinct that told him there was a factor he was missing, information he would fail to grasp simply because of his lack of sight. From spiritual sight, as it were, there were four others here before him. And while one seemed oddly familiar, pin-pointing it without more skill was next to impossible for someone like him. A fact that he once again heard the hissing laughter of his Zanpakuto in the recesses of his mind, proving her right once more. It was something he'd have to work on, but his schedule hadn't much changed, frankly taking this job was a way of getting away for a bit. Clearing his head beyond the same winding hallways, stacks of paperwork, and those unseated asking for his aid daily, just because he had to do a little work in order to get that kind of peace didn't matter. This job would give him two things he needed, further funds - he was no noble after all - and information of a varying degree. Even a little could prove useful.

Even if he could not physically see the map that he had suspected to have been laid out for the group to look over and potentially plan, due to the faint spiritual pin-points left upon a table, even as he grabbed and properly stored the gear he'd asked for on his person the Lieutenant wasn't truly worried. Most large scale warehouses were generally similar in layout, he'd certainly seen a few while he'd been out on patrol as an unseated officer that was for sure, and luckily his memory was not nearly as bad as some of his 'comrades' as it were within the Kido Corps. Though he heard the sound of only one nearly approaching it, at least at first before his attention was draw to something else, or rather someone else entirely coming towards him. Armed as he was, and presumed that they were working together, he kept his own posture relaxed even as the feminine voice addressed him. Well at least the first words out of her mouth weren't an attempt to assert authority. That was nice.

"Sure did, could get somethin' real use outta this, seems like I ain' the only one thinkin' that either." It was with a slight incline of his head that the Lieutenant gestured to the room around them and those gathered. Each had to be here for their own purpose, and if they aligned with his own or not did not really matter for something like this. They were here to get a job done and leave with hopefully as minimal disturbance, yet maximum destruction as was possible. Seiji was sure the latter could be achieved no problem, he'd level the damn building entirely if he had to with Kido, but if they could do it and simply slip away with few the wiser at the end of it? Well that would be even better. Figuring that out ahead of time would be next to impossible though, no matter how nice they all were to each other, it appeared they hadn't really the time to go in depth on asking each other's strengths and weaknesses. Nor what the exact nature of their abilities were, meaning they'd have to think and act quickly. Lovely.

The smile would've been appreciated, had he been able to see it, unfortunately Camila would find that Seiji never met her gaze. Not directly at least, though it would be difficult to tell with his own eyes hidden from view beneath thick lashes. Ah well, it would be fine, probably. At the very least she sounded like a relatively decent person, for the moment. He hadn't the time to not take such a gesture at face value, something to dwell on later. "Given what we're likely goin' inta, I'd hope so, Ishikawa Seiji, nice meetin' ya. Best ta get 'long, more chance o' makin' sure we don' all end up dead, ne?" Not the lightest thing to say, but if there were those beside him wanting to accept a job like this, he highly doubted any of them were new to dangerous situations. Or combat. Or causing large amounts of damage either, be it emotional or literal property damage someone would have to find their way out of paying for. Blaming it on hollows was usually the safest bet.

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Eventually it seemed, that such niceties had to be put aside for the time being, it was time. Sitting around in this place wouldn't do them any good after all, in fact it would become all the more likely that someone might trigger a weapon or grenade or something else entirely out of sheer boredom the more any of them remained, best to get this started and at least some of it out of the way. Regardless of the fact that they likely couldn't dismantle nor destroy everything that had been asked of them in a single day, making progress was never a bad thing in Seiji's mind, no matter how small it might be. Heck, just finding a quiet way in and out that wasn't too well guarded would be a great start to their future endeavours. He knew they were likely to be discovered eventually, but if even one of them could avoid it, that would be an advantage in their favor when the time came to cause mass chaos and then disappear completely once the job was done.

Clambering into their assigned vehicle wasn't too difficult, especially given he deliberately went last as to avoid whacking face first into something he hadn't seen, and the trip itself was swift and silent. All the better to think things through before they arrived, though even as each of them stepped out into slightly fresher air, a faint breeze on the wind. From what little he could sense, Seiji couldn't help but be ever so slightly concerned, there were a few guards yes but what the hell was beyond them that he was drawing such a blank. It couldn't be that far away, distance wise, so what was keeping the rest of the place hidden and beside that, how many where there that the others couldn't even see? Whatever the case, until they actually got in, this couldn't be rushed.

Then of course, it was suggested that they do just that and the Lieutenant couldn't help but shake his head a little in frustration, why was the first choice loud violence? Didn't they know you could be just as deadly without making a sound? "Oh yes, because raisin' hell before we're even in the damn buildin' or have a quick way out once we're in is a good idea. Ya wanna make noise and chaos fine, do it once we're inside, keep the rest of 'em in there occupied and thinkin' the rest of us don't exist. These two ain' hard ta deal with, long as ya draw everyone else's attention once we're in there, ya can be as damn loud as ya like." A compromise yes but a sarcastic one at first. Splitting would make those inside easier to divide up, too focused on the troublemakers to notice a few others slipping inside the building to figure things out. Pulling his hood over the top of his head, to hide perhaps the most obvious and brightly colored part of his appearance, he took a breath for just a moment. To focus.

Before drawing on his reserves of reiatsu, plenty for this task, that small show of power released from just behind both guards spiritual signature's. Just beyond five meters in fact, though it mattered not when these creations traveled at 300 speed, enough to catch these two off guard and maybe even avoid whatever camera's were about. The rest of the group would witness strange life-like chains appear from what seemed to be the very ground, rising up before two separate chains would wrap about each guard. Enough to smother their whole forms, mouth and all before squeezing tight until both were completely knocked out. A sudden lack of air or freedom would do that, and only once Seiji was sure they were completely knocked out, a lack of struggling against the chains told him enough to be sure, did such creations lower them onto the ground with barely a sound made. Or such was the attempt. If some of the others wished to charge ahead now, well, he wasn't going to stop them.

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{Reiatsu & Techs Used}

• Reiatsu Pool: 7,350 / 7,500
• Tenmei (天命; Heaven's Will) Used: - 150

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{Tenmei (天命; Heaven's Will)}Technique Name: Tenmei (天命; Heaven's Will)

Class: 4-1 [Class 4 Version Mastered]

Technique Type: Spiritual

Usable By: Shinigami & Vizard

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects:

Otherwise given the longer title of Amenoohabari (天之尾羽張神あめのをははりのかみ; Heavenly Sweeping Blade) by Seiji, this technique is unique in it's design. Drawing from battle experience facing multiple foes and while not categorized as a Kidō it pulls from Seiji's experience and mastery over all things spiritual. A mere thought is all that is needed to create form from nothing, molded by his reiatsu and the reshi present within the atmosphere that responds to his commands, this in turn creates a chain of the purest silver typical of that to those seen within the Human Realm, attached at either end however are not more links of silver but additions of gold. One end that of a well pointed spear, the other a half sharpened edge, the remainder of this part able to be gripped and used to yank the chain around if required however unlikely that may be.

Made to be adaptable at the very core, when this technique is made active a number of chains are able to be created and released from Seiji, from something he touches or from within 15m of his person as long as the chains are not within 5m of any foe. These chains can be used for any number of things, from binding to squeezing a bound limb until it is no more, to the sheer striking power it can create from being launched at high speeds, or even being launched in a certain pattern in order to protect him from the force of an attack. In essence, they are made to fill any role Seiji desires them for within combat. Controlled by his spiritual pressure this leaves his hands free to make other gestures while these chains seek out hostile targets, as long as Seiji can sense or "see" using Energy Sensory where a foe currently is, he can ensure these chains of destruction always find their target no matter where a foe tries to run.

Each Class of this technique has limits on things such as how many chains can be created, what speed they move at etc, these are all stated below:

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{Classes}Class 4:
No. Chains: 5 Durability: 1/2 Seiji's OS Speed: 300 Range: 25m Striking Power: Seiji's OS
Class 3:
No. Chains: 10 Durability: Seiji's OS Speed: 400 Range: 30m Striking Power: Seiji's OS
Class 2:
No. Chains: 15 Durability: 1.5x Seiji's OS Speed: 600 Range: 35m Striking Power: Seiji's OS
Class 1:
No. Chains: 20 Durability: 2x Seiji's OS Speed: 800 Range: 40m Striking Power: 1.25x Seiji's OS

How to use technique:

Simply gather reiatsu then activate the technique.

Technique Drawbacks:

• Must have a 2 in Kidō
• No two Class variants can be used at the same time, one must be dismissed and the reiatsu cost paid again for the new Class of this technique to be used.
• Once all chains from a casting of this technique are broken, a new reiatsu cost must be paid to re-create them.
• Each Class of this technique must be learnt and mastered separately with the required TTP.

Made By: Ishikawa Seiji

Reserved?: Yes, Seiji only.

[Alacrán]

While the group were trying to figure how to approach the warehouse, the guards had slowly began to take notice of their spiritual presence as they shifted their attention to where the group had been dropped off at. They were slowly starting to draw the pistols from their waist when they find themselves being wrapped up in the chains and suffocated. If any of the others were paying attention, they'd notice the guards palming or attempting to touch the chains.

As they continue to be wrapped up, their palming becomes a lot more frantic, reiatsu being flared each time they do yet nothing seemed to be happening as they do. Their struggling soon stops however as they slowly lose consciousness as Seiji had intended, and being lowered onto the ground shows that they are indeed unconscious. Should any of the group approach, they'd notice that there weren't any cameras around the gate however there was a trio of green, red, and blue buttons set up next to it.

Of course, if any of them just decided to go through or over the gate, they'd find it to be relatively easy as well as the parking lot rather empty save for a couple cars. The factory itself seemed pretty quite as well, the near forty foot tall building's windows only showing the faintest amount of light. There's no sound of movement or activity coming from the inside of the warehouse. However as soon as they land in the parking lot a set of floodlights burst to life, illuminating the parking lot.

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{Guard's info}C5/R1 Mod Soul
Type: Soldier

Stats:
Strength: 200 [300]
Speed: 100
RS: 100 [70]
SpPr: 200
Instinct: 100
Senses: 50
ES: 100
HE: 0

Skills:
Battle Analysis 2
Calm Mind 1
Learning 1
Martial Arts: Gun Fu 2
Pain Tolerance 2
Weapon: Guns 2

[Jeff Franklin]

I count 59 paragraphs thus awarding all Participants 290 TP!