Post by Zieg Revolver on Jul 29, 2011 16:59:03 GMT -5
Indeed, it looked like Zieg had grown too accustom with his own shikai revolvers to remember that regular, human, guns traveled faster then his. What Zieg should of done was Shunpo right when Jordan had killed his "girlfriend" though even then he most likely would of been caught by the bullet, unless he shunpo'd into the air or something. Oh well, to late now. With a grunt of pain, Zieg's injured knee buckled underneath him, off-balancing and throwing off the attack he had tried to commenced. However, to his surprise, Jordan had apparently been ready for an upfront attack, suddenly being nailed in the chest by his bladed ball. The wound he received did not shock him as much as the force did, let out a shout of surprise as he was forced off the rooftop, eventually being sent into a random house and kitchen and landed with a load clutter of metal as his zanpakuto smacked against the tiled floor. Where had that kind of power come from the arrancar? Surely Zieg did not underestimate his physical strength. True, the black arrancar looked fast but he didn't seem strong enough to force Zieg so far away. Could it be that Jordan's zanpakuto had something to do with this, or perhaps the other arrancar had somehow increased Jordan's strength in that moment? Zieg did not know, but he had bigger things to worry about as he was laying there, a voice spoke out somewhere around him. Oh great, someone quoting Chris Hansen?
"Ugh... can't I get a break..?" Zieg grunted, gradually sitting up, slowly then usual due to the slash on his chest, blood running down it and dripping against his outfit. He turned his torso towards the sound of the voice, raising his blade up and holding the flat end facing whoever had spoke for him to have a seat. Zieg was obviously, anticipating an attack of somekind of strike him. Why wouldn't he? Zieg was a fighter afterall and also this was a fake town! There shouldn't be any other residents here, Zieg knew this. So, it was one of two two things, another enemy or a stranger that either was a natural factor or an ally of some kind. Zieg was obviously thinking enemy but he was in no position right now to attack, he couldn't stand on two legs at all. He would have to wait to be attacked and try to take it on while dishing one attach to effectively land a blow or just straight up block. "Believe me, Id rather take a seat then get outplayed by that arrancar." He growled lowly.
Reiatsu:1050/1100
"Ugh... can't I get a break..?" Zieg grunted, gradually sitting up, slowly then usual due to the slash on his chest, blood running down it and dripping against his outfit. He turned his torso towards the sound of the voice, raising his blade up and holding the flat end facing whoever had spoke for him to have a seat. Zieg was obviously, anticipating an attack of somekind of strike him. Why wouldn't he? Zieg was a fighter afterall and also this was a fake town! There shouldn't be any other residents here, Zieg knew this. So, it was one of two two things, another enemy or a stranger that either was a natural factor or an ally of some kind. Zieg was obviously thinking enemy but he was in no position right now to attack, he couldn't stand on two legs at all. He would have to wait to be attacked and try to take it on while dishing one attach to effectively land a blow or just straight up block. "Believe me, Id rather take a seat then get outplayed by that arrancar." He growled lowly.
Reiatsu:1050/1100