To Catch a Potatoe Thief

[Itou Kasui]

Itou heard the noise instantly. He quickly drew his zanpakuto from his sheath, it was a long glistening Katana that had a decorated purple hilt. He then took his sheath out from his belt, using his classic but unorthodox sword/sheath style that he loved using and pretty much always used. It must’ve been a trap or something, maybe he had just interrupted the wildlife that had been dwelling in the underground. Either way Itou had probably upset something and it had either come to attack him or come to investigate the disturbance. He had just walked into unknown territory so anything could be living in there, although this was just a simple mission so maybe the threat wasn’t so bad.

Then he saw it. The mole, it wasn’t too hard to know what it was. What kind of retard wouldn’t know what a star-nosed mole anyway? However this one was different, it looked big enough to eat him alive. What the hell kind of animal is that?! Itou thought to himself as he saw the mole running at him. It didn’t look happy or peaceful, it didn’t even look like a normal mole. Itou simply scowled at the mole, he didn’t even try talking to it. It wouldn’t understand him, it would only attack him, and reasoning with it would be pointless. He could only attack.

Due to the mole’s snail like speed and slow mind it would be rather difficult to avoid Itou’s attacks. Itou dashed at it, using his superior speed to his advantage, using his sheath he swung it down at the mole’s head, however at the same time he swung the sword up at its chin. This blow was hoping to knock its head down and slice its head in half. Also Itou made sure he was using the full length of the blade and sheath so he wasn’t attacked by its paws. He didn’t know what the mole could do so he made sure to attack but still be in a position where he could still dodge.

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwamichi had stepped on a potato in the middle of an underground cave she had magically been teleported to. That wasn't the strangest thing going to befall her unfortunately. From somewhere in the cave came a wave of small star-nosed moles. It was obvious what they were from the shape of their noses. The shape of their teeth was a little more disconcerting. She did not want to be bitten by these things. They kept coming toward her, faster and faster. Did they have some strange connection to the potato or were these two events just a coincidence? No matter, she had to deal with this threat as quickly as possible. Brandishing her katana/ sealed Bakkoto, Iwa prepared to exterminate these pests. She did a quick slice in the middle of the wave of moles and then slashed to the left, then up, the right, then up in a pendulum fashion. These slashes were meant to dislodge some of the moles from the ground and give her room to keep attacking the next ones.

Once the moles were up in the air, she used her karate (or the katana) to smack or kick them back toward the ground. She wasn't sure how resilient these moles were: hopefully, a few good chops like these would be enough to keep them down. Iwa stepped back and repeated her process. She always made sure that they couldn't get too close. Iwa worked swiftly and rapidly, knocking dozens of moles into the air and knocking them back down with a tornado kick or back hand chop. Her speed was equal to these creatures, so she couldn't stop unless she wanted to be overrun with the monsters. After a while, all the moles should be terminated, and Iwa would be free to continue to look for an exit to this place.

[Kaen Youji]

Aramis approached the throne of potatoes and glanced upon the individual at the top. His dull eyes scanned the individual, with a brief spark of recognition. "How interesting. Which was it? Time travel? Alternate universe? Different standards of time?" He asked, seeming to completely ignore the questions posed to him. And then another pause. "Why potatoes?" He asked. He stood at ease, sword undrawn. He didn't need it. At least he didn't think he did.

It was irrelevant to state Kyomei's name. If they both knew who he was, why did he need to state it? Aramis also did not know what he meant by 'the World above.' That is to say, although he knew what he meant, he was uncertain of how to reply, as there was a lack of specification, and largely depended upon the answers to his own questions. "How long have you been here?" Aramis asked as a final question to the figure on the throne, glancing at the potatoes around him.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

Itou and Iwamichi both went to work slicing at the attacking moles. As soon as their blades met flesh, they would realize that something was odd about these moles. A shower of blood squirted out of the large mole, splashing on the ground and getting really close to Itou's body. The small moles that the Rogue was cutting down barely put up a fight. Before they were capable of understanding what was going on, they were dying by her blade. Left and right she cut them down. When they were all gone, and the giant mole's face was splayed open, problems started to arise. Out of the green blood that was spattered on the ground grew up large vines. Itou had the ability to get back away from them, but the Rogue Iwamichi would find that they surrounded her on all sides.

The vines started to bud and grow flowers, and out of the flowers started to form brown lumps. These lumps grew and were revealed to be potatoes. When the potatoes grew to be full sized, they split open to reveal more star nosed moles. Itou would see the small ones for the first time as five new star-nosed moles joined the fray. Injured, but not deceased, the now angry giant mole started to charge blindly at where Itou had been in an attempt to crush him and force some of the green blood down his throat. If that happened... Itou would die. Iwamichi found herself surrounded by one hundred more moles. For every one she cut down, another one grew on the vines. She could continue to chop at them and eventually fall, or she could figure out something else to do.

Meanwhile, Aramis conversed with the shadow-skinned figure that he recognized. "Do not... anger me, boy. I demand... information. I have been down here... too long. I tried... robbing banks. I tried... murder... The Soul Society... never came. Harm the Land of the Living... and they come running." Pushing his Shihakusho aside, the hilt of a sword could be seen. The blade was drawn and shown to Aramis. There was no guard to it, just a circle in between the hilt and blade. The blade itself was curved like an Uchigatana, not a Katana like most Zanpakutou were. "Enkuroja... My only friend..." The shadows on the wall started to shimmer, but for now they didn't do anything. Aramis had another opportunity to give 'gossip' on the upper world, or ask more questions. It would probably be the last chance before something weird happened.

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwa thought she had dealt with the onslaught of moles, but her struggle was not over. The carcasses lay strewn everywhere around her feet. They oozed strange looking blood- green. That itself was disturbing because star-nosed moles were never recorded to have green blood. Maybe it was acidic. No, that probably wasn't the case- she soon discovered that this alien substance grew tendrils of vines from its midst. The vines completely blocked both her exits and continued to grow. Speechless, she watched the vines grow flowers and in turn... potatoes!?! This was surpassing the limits of her understanding. She would surely make a mental note of everything she saw, reminding herself that there many unknown things out there that she would have to face.

The new arrival of moles would not simply be stopped by hacking and swinging her sword. They now knew where she was and were determined to impede her progress. She would have to think of a new way to deal with them- well, somewhat new. If the moles appeared from the potatoes that were in turn coming from the flowers of the vines, then figuratively, if she cut off the flowers, the growth of potatoes and moles would stop. She couldn't just leave it at that though. The vines might just grow more flowers. So, she had to cut the vines themselves as well. She could only know if that was possible if she went ahead and tried it. First things first, the moles that had already appeared had to be dealt with.

Sweeping in a small circle with her sword, she got rid of the moles in her immediate vicinity. Then, she would have some room to charge the vines. Although they were in both directions, she decided to focus on one first and then deal with the other. She slashed the vines in front of her horizontally, at their roots, to hopefully stop them from sprouting again. When necessary, she would sweep another circle around her to kill any moles that were coming too close to her. Then, Iwa would proceed to cut off the vines' flowers, to make sure they would not be producing anymore potatoes (if that's what they really were). She would repeat this process with the other vines. See? When you use logic free of emotions, you can overcome any obstacle. I won't be taken down.

[Aramis Tezuka]

The being in the throne gave Aramis a warning. Or was it a threat? Regardless, it was clear from his tone and his broken speech he had been down here a very long time indeed. That much was clear. And the way he referred to his blade undoubtedly classified it as a Zanpakuto. So, indeed, this was Kyomei. At the same time though, Aramis's eyes did not change, and remained apathetic. "A wispy wisp, adrift amidst decay and dust." He remarked in what appeared to be a complete nonsequitor. "I will give you one answer for each answer you provide me. The details of your answer will determine the details of mine." He told him in a completely neutral tone.

"Now..." He began in a measured tone, searching the other man's eyes. "I faced a Kyomei Kuchiki in Soul Society not so long ago. You resemble him remarkably, but it is clear you have been down here for some time. Judged by both your appearance and speech. How is this possible?" He queried the figure. His eyes suddenly gleamed with an intentness. It seemed that was Aramis's button to push. The chance to gain knowledge.

[Itou Kasui]

Itou smiled as the mole died easily, dropping like a giant fly, the blood spattering on the ground. Itou gave a half smile at the dead mole. “Well... that was too easy.” Itou sighed as he whipped the blood from his katana. However suddenly as he looked at the crimson liquid he noticed it was... turning green. Itou immediately knew something was up, blood wasn’t green, blood should never be green, that would mean it had special properties since Itou knew his animals and star nosed moles were not green. Itou leaped back as the vines came, he ran back a few paces, still looking at it however, he glared at the vines.

And then... potatoes started forming. Were these were the potatoes were disappearing to? Not likely. They started bursting and star nosed moles came flooding out, not a big one like Itou had just killed bu- then Itou noticed it. That thing was actually alive, it was alive. Shit!” He thought to himself as he saw the angry mole charging at him. Itou grit hit teeth and got ready, gathering reiatsu at his feet. He knew tanking it would be bed, he’d die, so he could only dodge it. As the mole charged at him Itou used shunpo to go up into the air, he landed on the back of the mole, and also the little moles wouldn’t be able to reach him.

Itou then stabbed his katana into the head of the mole, he didn’t stab it once however, he stabbed it numerous of times, hoping to kill it. If he killed it then when the smaller star nosed moles cam Itou would systematically begin hacking and slashing at them. Like a machine, whenever one came at him he’d slash at it, he also used his sheath, using it to knock away any moles that came in his direction, since he had speed and skills ins swords and two handed fighting. He had to do finish them quick and get out of there.

Reiatsu:1450

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

"Mmmm... A game.... I do like games... Very well... I will provide answers in... exchange for responses..." The shadowy figure sat down on the throne chair atop the pile of potatoes, kicking a leg up in a relaxed position. This relaxed demeanor didn't last long, as Aramis' question sent him literally flying down the pile. His body simply floated off the ground as he charged at the Shinigami. Where there had previously been a void for eyes now shone red with pure rage. Potatoes flew in all directions as the shadow dashed down the pile to stop within a few feet of Aramis. "That name is a perversion. A falsehood. A LIE! How dare he cast away the noble Mitsukaru surname. It was his heritage, his family. MY NAME!"

The shadows along the walls that had been quivering earlier increased in frequency, vibrating back and forth like flames. And flames did appear, circling the wall of the cavern as the floor began to rumble. The cavern stretched back far into the distance, where the flames of the back wall were just barely visible, however that wouldn't matter very much. The once shadowy figure now had flames for hair, standing straight up like some extreme force was pushing it up. "I am Kyomei Mitsukaru, the original. I was cast down to nothingness once he had no more use for me. Now your turn to answer something of me. What must I do that he will finally come to look upon what he has done to himself?"

In the other parts of the tunnel network, the fit of rage could be felt. The floors started to shake, just as Iwamichi and Itou began their attacks on their enemies. This hindered them little, only serving to break up the roots of the vines and actually assist them a little. As Itou stabbed the giant mole that he had landed on top of, it thrashed, sending him flying towards a wall. Not holding on, and instead focusing on occupying both of your hands with weapons would do that to you. However, the damage was done, and blood poured from the wound. It spattered on Itou's blade, on the walls, and even a bit on the boy's clothes. And from his shirt and from the walls, more vines started to grow. The vines coming out of the cloth of his shirt grew very slowly, and were weak, but if he let them grow too long then he'd have enemies directly growing onto his body.

Iwamichi fared much better in her approach against the creatures. She cut at the initial row of moles that were just starting to get used to her sent, cleaving a few of them in half. And rushing at the vines, she carved through their roots and caused them to start to shrivel. The roots were only loosely connected to the growing pools of blood and easily were cut through. However, there were still vines behind her, and if it weren't for her quick thinking and slashing behind herself, she'd have been overtaken by the new vines sprouting out of the ground from the moles she just cut through. It seemed to be a never ending wave of enemies, and the growing time of the potatoes was just too short to try and interrupt. Things looked bleak for both Itou and Iwamichi, however both of their skills in analyzing would lead to the conclusion that these creatures, besides the Giant Mole, had no real offensive capabilities.

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwa's plan had been working well so far, but it hadn't been enough to completely stop the entourage of moles. the potatoes were growing too quickly for her to stop the flow. It was easy to cut the vines down since the roots seemed to be just weakly lodged into the ground. The sudden rumble certainly did help pull the roots out a little. She wondered what that could be: if it was more moles, she didn't know if she could keep calm any longer. This growing frustration was bad. She had to remove those feelings- keep calm, think logically. The small moles weren't really doing anything besides running at her. It was probably a waste of time and energy to focus on cutting them all down. Her attention was needed elsewhere: towards the vines. If she could cut down one, she would be able to cut down the others.

Iwa charged at the new set of vines that had appeared, (whether it was in front or behind her, she probably got turned around after fighting all the moles and the vines) and started cutting at the roots. She simply jumped over any moles that were coming for her. They couldn't do her much damage, so she didn't use any more energy trying to hack or slice at them. Whenever a new set of vines grew, she would cut off its roots and keep running. Hack, run, hack, run- that was the only thing she did for what seemed like an eternal, monotonous loop. Every now and then, another shake would come by and rumble the whole earth. As long as it didn't prohibit her progress, it was of little consequence. Iwa was definitely tired of all these moles, potatoes, and plants. At this rate, she would die of exhaustion before ever finding the exit. For now, she would have to continue like this, so she furiously started to think of a way out.

Who knows how long she wandered around the seemingly endless corridors, cutting the vines before she finally realized a better way. Of course, these were living plants that she was fighting-but she didn't have to fight them. She could USE them. This realization got her adrenaline pumping again. A smile might have almost come across her face. Drawing her bakkoto, she amassed her reiatsu and roused it from its sealed state. The sword vanished and the familiar feel of cool metal against her skin immediately followed. The steel gauntlets continued to grow and cover up to her shoulders as well. She hadn't released it this far yet, but she was confident that she would be able to execute smoothly. Another wall of vines began to form in front of her; this was her chance. She spread forth her hands toward them and commanded them to stop. Well, it was a little less poetic than that. It was really only a manipulation of their roots and the vines' flowers-stopping them from maturing and growing those nasty potato-moles. Everything was silent as the vines no longer tried to impede her progress and could no longer produce more enemies. She whacked a couple leftover moles who hadn't gotten the message who was boss now.

Although this problem had been solved, she still didn't know the way out. her whole goal had been to find the exit; there was no way she was staying in a weird underground potato hole such as this. She took another look at the small tangle of vines on the dirt floor. If only they could speak and tell her where to go. Well, it wasn't a totally far-fetched idea (getting them to show the way that is). As long as she stopped them from producing potatoes, they wouldn't be a hindrance. Yes, grow and show me the way to go. Where is the place where all this ends? it's time I made some real progress here It was a shock that something actually happened: the vines slowly began to creep along the ground and down another corridor. The tremors continued to shake as she bounded down corridor and corridor. She wasn't stupid enough to believe that there would be no more obstacles up ahead. There was surely another threat just looming over the horizon. She would have to keep her wits sharp and her body alert. This form could not be sustained for too long, so she would have to do the best she could.

Remaining Reaitsu: 330/530
Bakkoto Level Six: 1/3

[Aramis Tezuka]

Aramis stared back at Kyomei coolly, without apparent reaction to his outburst. "And so it is, when one gives, one is given. The Sphinx does not lie, but plays the game by the rules." He stated. He listened to the question, and it seemed a curious one. From the tone of his question, he could be speaking metaphorically, or literally. Hm. The man himself seemed a metaphor. Curious, curious, curious. Aramis did wish he could study this, which appeared to be an event that transcended into the realm of the metaphysical. Alas, there were more pressing questions at hand.

"Your other self, is a member of the Kuchiki family." Aramis stated, using a surprisingly direct tone for once. "And he is one of their more powerful members. Therefore involve the Kuchikis, and he shall appear. It is his responsibility to respond to anything that threatens the Kuchiki house" He informed "Kyomei." Indeed, it sounded as though Aramis were condemning the Kuchiki's by telling him this. In truth? Aramis did not care. He cared about little but knowledge, and the Kuchiki family was nothing more than a tool to that end, in this situation.

Now, for Aramis's question. His answer had been quite informative, in fact. Why Potatoes? He was running out of options. Who was he? That had been answered quite clearly, as was answered why he was in this state. Therefore.... "What is the source of your power? The power that enables you to teleport others against their will, to your domain? Perhaps the power that created this domain in the first place?" He queried him, and stood calmly before what he could only depict as the oncoming storm.

[Itou Kasui]

Yes I got it, no- WHOA. Itou was thrown against the wall and the mole’s green blood spattered all over his shirt and on the walls. He was dazed but shook himself out of it. He then noticed it, fines coming from the wall and... from his shirt. They weren’t coming from his skin (thank god) but from the shirt. He immediately knew what he had to do, he grabbed his blade and sliced it, leaving an opening. He grabbed the shirt and tore it right off, yep, he tore the shirt clean off, leaving the growing moles and vines to grow somewhere else. And Itou sure as hell wasn’t going to stay for the next group of moles to come for him.

“Fuck this, I’m out of here!” Itou exclaimed, he then used shunpo to go in the way he was previously going, away from the reappearing moles coming towards him. He then started sprinting, since they were blind and slow they wouldn’t have a hope in their wettest dreams of catching the student. Once Itou was sure he was out of range he would stop to catch his breath for a minute.“That...was...too...close...” He started panting as he sheathed his blade.

Reiatsu:1400

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

After ripping his shirt off, Itou ran, sprinting away from the moles. He simply fled from an enemy as puny as blind moles. If any of his allies knew this, they'd probably make fun of him for it for years. Luckily, none of his classmates had come along, and Aramis wasn't anywhere to be found, so the Seireitei might not find out about the blind moles that scared away a Shinigami Hopeful with a dark secret. As he sprinted away in fear, the Rogue that had also gotten caught up in this underground place was being led by the vines that she commanded. They started moving faster and faster, forcing her to walk quickly, then jog, then break out in a trot, before she was full out sprinting to keep up with them. As both of them sprinted, Itou away from moles, and Iwa to keep up with the vines, neither of them would see what was coming next.

CRASH!

What had appeared to be a tunnel that split turned out to mean a face full of plant for Itou as he entered the junction and was hit forcibly by a wall of writing vines. With his shirt off, he had nothing cushioning the blow, and felt every slimey, dirty, rough abrasion as they slid over his body like snakes. The vines poked at his ribs, wiggled his navel, and started to pin his arms back. Just before they were able to slide around his throat, he was roughly tackled by an object that he couldn't have seen coming. In trying to keep up with the vines, Iwa had put her head down and charged at her top speed, not seeing what was in front of her and colliding with Itou. Her control over the vines was momentarily interrupted by the shock of slamming into a shirtless boy, and they grabbed her too. She could easily command them to get off her and/or Itou if she regained her composure, but she needed to do so quickly before they began to tickle and choke her.

If she was to release herself and Itou from the vine's control, she'd find that they would refuse to show her the way onwards. Even if she used her Bakkoto, they would only accept her motions, meaning she could guide them, but they wouldn't guide her. The rumblings had stopped, which was good, however they weren't out of the woods yet. Coming from both Itou's tunnel and Iwamichi's tunnel were blind moles once more. They had started to act cannibalistic, killing each other and spreading their blood far across each respective room, which had resulted in gargantuan moles, ten times the size of the giant mole that Itou had fought. Each step made a thundering rumble, and the size of the moles almost filled the entirety of those two tunnels.

There was one more tunnel that they could take, that was utterly devoid of moles, thankfully. The large size of these new intruders meant that they were moving slowly, however they did seem hungry, and huge bubbling growths on their faces seemed to denote that these ones were adapting. As soon as the Rogue and the Student saw these two moles, the growths would burst, sending a black liquid onto the ground and revealing a sickly yellow eye. No longer blind, the two didn't have any advantages over the new moles. With extreme strength, massive size, and new found sight, these were two enemies that they didn't want to get on the bad side of. Too bad these were already feral, angry, and hungry.

If they ran, the tunnel would quickly open up into a room with a good amount of room to walk, on which the other side was a massive cliff. A rickety bridge spanned the huge expanse of open space. Looking over the edge would reveal a huge pit from which there seemed no return. Both of them only having average human senses, neither Itou nor Iwamichi would be able to see the bottom. The air felt heavy, stifling, as if a great weight had been placed upon the atmosphere. Hopefully the two would not try to simply use air ground across the chasm, because it wouldn't work. Not only had they been transported to a place that didn't have a high enough saturation of reishi, but the weight upon the air would pull them right down into the pit if they simply tried to run across the empty space.

Meanwhile, Aramis was conversing with the shadow spirit that had the form of Kyomei. The fires surrounding the room slowly died down, and the figure in front of the Nakabakki smiled. It was a malicious, cheshire smile that extended all the way up his face. [smear:FF0033]"Hmm.... That can be arranged... delicious, delicious, delicious! Now, for another answer to your question, as thanks for the information about the Kuchiki. [/smear:585858]You ask about my good friend, my only friend. My closest companion. Enkuroja..." The last word was said so wistfully, as if the shadow was lost in nostalgic memory. Slowly the rage had dripped out of his voice as he enjoyed the savoury thoughts of destroying the Kuchiki Kyomei and the pleasant company of Enkuroja. "Would you like to meet him? He's not far away at all."

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{Gargantuan Mole's stats}

Class 4 Brave Type Type Level 1

Strength - 300 (450) Points

Speed - 200 (300) Points

Spiritual Pressure - 0 - But Immune

Reiatsu Strength - 0

Light Aura - 5 Points

Dark Aura - 95 Points

Instinct - 100 Points

Senses - 200 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 800 Points

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwa's idea of following the vines was a good idea, until they started going faster and she had to start sprinting to catch up. It took all her strength to not let them out of her sight. She should have known, however, that she was paying too much attention to the vines and not on what was happening around her. The tremors were beginning to subside, and the tiny moles became long out of reach. Her body sweat profusely and her body ached under the sudden strain she was putting it through. Apparently, she wasn't exercising enough. That needed to be fixed. She needed her body in top shape- worse than this would certainly come along, and she'd have to be ready for it. Charging at full sped, the walls wet past in a hazy blur. The green color of the vines were becoming more and more opaque. Perhaps she was going too quick, too ignorantly. If she had bothered to pay attention to the corridors around her, she wouldn't have bumped into him.

Toppled over a half-naked body, she stopped herself from muttering out curses. Idiot boy, what was he thinking? To bump into me now of all times. And dressed in such a fashion. Ugh, he's taken my mind off of my goal. He just might regret that. Nonchalantly, she gathered herself again and stood up. Her control over the plants had begun to diminish- it could only imitate her from here on, unwilling to show the way anymore. If that had been her only problem, everything would have been okay. But the strange world was not done exacting its weird vengeance. From both directions that they had just come from, two giant moles appeared. Giant was probably an understatement. Was that all? Ha ha, no. They now had eyes to see, the speed to catch them, the strength to tear them limb from limb, and a ravenous appetite.

How they kept evolving was a pure mystery, but not one to sit down and ponder for the moment. She calmly surveyed them and came to the conclusion that her only option was to run down a vacant hallway. Whether the man she had just bumped into was talking to her was irrelevant; she didn't feel like talking, so he wouldn't be getting any answers. He could stay to fight the moles if he wanted, but she knew that in her current state she could not. This didn't necessarily frustrate her, for she knew that she needed to grow stronger from the beginning. She knew her limitations, her strengths, and weaknesses. She attempted nothing more than she could handle and nothing less. The vacant corridor led her to a wide open room with a gaping pit in the middle. Looking down, the bottom was nowhere to be found. Granted, her ability to sense things wasn't even above the average human's.

A bridge spread out before her. She didn't really trust it. Not with this wide hole. The air was thick and heavy. It weighed upon her; she felt like lying down so bad. She had a bad tendency to become lazy when things became too difficult or a task was taking too long. She could silence those thoughts if she had the will, the drive, and a good reason for doing something. But the atmosphere made it feel so burdensome to take another step. The moles would probably fast approaching. So, what other reason did she need? She had to snap too it, that's for sure. Wrinkling her brow, she stretched out her hand to bring forth a pillar of earth for her to walk on. The ground shook and began to rise at her command. The bridge was most likely unsafe, so might as well make her own path.

She began to cross the pit, over to the other side. The man was probably behind her. She didn't feel like helping him across this pit though. If he had the nerve to use her to get through without doing any work himself, he wasn't strong enough, or worthy enough, to see the end of the maze. If he tried to step out on the stone with her, she would easily retract it and send him falling into the abyss. If he survived that, then she would give him the credit of being stronger than he looked. safely landing on the other side, she searched for a new path to take. The giant moles could not follow, but there was nothing to say that no more moles would appear. It was getting really tiresome. The air became a little less thick, which was good, but now she had no idea where she was going and what was still in store for her. Sighing, she began to pick up the pace again, the vines slithering behind her.

Remaining Reiatsu: 330/530
Bakkoto Level Six: 2/3

[Aramis Tezuka]

That smile was vile. Well. Some would have said so. It barely crossed Aramis's mind to call it such, but he saw what could be construed as dangerous intent. But Aramis's curiousity was stronger than his sense of peril. He noted the tone of the man's voice shifting... no. Even the voice itself seemed to be changing. It was.... darker? C. Poor word choice. Applying the concept of darkness to words is poetic, but non-specific.[/color] Another thought occurred to the Nakabakki. "Your inner world?" Aramis wondered.

The Nakabakki snapped back, however, and gazed at the one who called himself Kyomei. "To meet your zanpakuto? As a moth to a flame, it is a worthwhile venture." Aramis responded. To see the source of this power, that could create an entire area like this. Aramis did wonder though, if perhaps they had been transported to Kyomei Kuchiki's inner world. If this was a fragment of his own persona. A neglected part. That would make a number of things add up, certainly. It would explain how this part of his persona could manifest, and it would explain the laws of this area. Until proven wrong, Aramis opted to take that as his conclusion to where this place was. And it seemed some more information lay lurking just around the corner now...

[Itou Kasui]

Okay now I just need to find Aramis. He shouldn’t be too far away, maybe he’s around. Wait but I can’t sense energy yet! Fuck! Okay so new plan, I need to find a way to contact Sereitei. But I have no means of communication. Aww man this is much harder than I initially thought. I just need to keep a calm mind. I’ll find a way out eventually.Itou definitely needed to find a way to get away from the moles but he needed to complete his ‘experience mission.’ But that was going to be difficult now that he had lost the people who were supposed to be even watching him in the first place. Well now he had to...

CRASH!

All Itou felt was some pain as he went careening to the ground. When he regained focus he saw he had collided with some blue haired girl. Well this was... awkward. Here he was half-naked, sprinting through a tunnel and he collides with some girl he doesn’t even know. But Itou was angry now, he looked at her and stared daggers at her. It was the cold and icy look that said I’m going to kill you. He got up, still holding his sheath and zanpakuto in both hands, still glaring at her.

He didn’t notice any of the plants that were retracting because of her collision. He was just pretty pissed off. He didn’t say anything, he just picked up his zanpakuto and sheath, however then he noticed there was a huge gap in the tunnel. Air ground was not an option, how was she going to get across? Itou didn’t know and he didn’t care, he was at a dead end and the moles were definitely approaching them, he needed to find a way across quick or he would have to engage in more combat with those fiends.

Too late, they got there; however their behaviour was different, much different. Itou noticed that some were coming from where the stupid girl had come from, so she had been chased by these damn creatures as well? Well I guess that explains why she had been running so rapidly. However the moles, they were acting different. They were... eating each other? What? How was that possible? They would eat each other? However then they started... evolving. What? This was weird.

Then the huge mole was formed. It was... so big, so huge. How was he going to fight this? Maybe that girl would help him right? However his hopes were shattered. He saw her start to create a bridge. However he wasn’t going to use her to get across the abyss, she was an idiot for running into him and she had pissed him off. As childish as it may seem he just didn’t trust her, he was pretty damn annoyed. Now she had abandoned him to deal with this thing. The thing that sucked the most was that an eye had formed on the damn thing so now he had lost his advantage of it beng unable to see him. Itou had no idea how he was going to get out of this one. He simply went into a sword/sheath stance and got ready for it to attack.