one job!(NDE, R)

[Kazura Uzaki]

Yoko may have been fast, but Kazura was more direct. He simply walked into the stairwell, fired a cable upwards, and rapidly ascended to the fifth floor. While she was grabbing a steak that was precisely what he asked for, he was walking into his room. He scanned the area, paranoid as always, but didn't see any reiatsu signatures in the room. If he had merely turned on the infrared sensor, he'd have seen the assassins lying in wait on the other side of the wall, but as it was, he had no reason to do so. The girl arrived quickly, almost too quickly. She would find a raised eyebrow and a slight frown meeting her at the door when it opened for her. "That was... quick. Come in." Hidden in his sleeves were a pair of open hand cuffs.

Kazura stepped to the side of the doorway, offering his empty hand into the immaculate room. As soon as Yoko entered, he'd put his hand behind her back, as a father or a friend would do. If she was caught unaware by the motion, the cuffs hidden in his sleeve would be slid out and snap over her right wrist. The arm would then be dragged back so that the cuffs could snap over the left wrist, spinning her around in the process. From there, a quick nudge would have her toppling backwards into a chair. "So... fan, spy, or assassin?" The billionaire did not water down his words, he cut right to the chase. While Yoko's back faced the window, Kazura was facing Yoko, thus was looking in the general direction of the window. Any movement would catch his eye, and the dangerous game of the assassins would be up.

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"That was... quick. Come in." Those surprised words couldn’t hope to match the awe-struck expression on Yoko’s face. Part of was because his room looked so much nicer than hers, but most of it was because THE Kazura Uzaki had actually just invited her into his room. She wasn’t much of one for romance, but this man had a special spot in her heart. It’s kinda like how everyone has that one person they’d go gay for. Yoko just had one person that, despite her general lack of interesting in sex, she’d definitely brag about sleeping with if given the chance. Off in fantasy-land, that’s where things were heading. Back in reality, she was handcuffed and sitting in a chair. She wasn’t quite sure how she’d gotten there, but it didn’t matter. She could escape from the handcuffs easily enough if she needed to, but Kazura’s question showed she could probably talk her way out of the cuffs.


"So... fan, spy, or assassin?" Was what he asked. The answer came immediately. [smear:007700]”Definitely the first one. I already know how most of your tech works, well the ones I like at least. UE-6: Uzaki Enterprises Model 6. Fully automatic 9mm submachinegun that can fold up to fit inside a box of playing cards. Achieved by a short barrel, bullpup action, and lots of hinges. UE-SAR3: Uzaki Enterprises Security and Reconnaissance Model 3. A quadracopter with anti-radar coating and adaptive camouflage through a series of cameras and tiny OLED screens. So yeah, not much for me to gain by spying. As for the assassin angle, would I really be in handcuffs if I wanted you dead? I would’ve just wired a bomb to your jet, or your hotel room, or sniped you from a roof somewhere. No good assassin would show up at a location of your choosing and just knock on the door.”[/smear:00ff00]

The girl was far too starstruck, to be worried about her own situation. She did catch one detail though. The steak she had brought had miraculously landed right-side up, and on the plate. [smear:00ff00]”Oh, your steak is still fine it looks like. You probably think it’s poisoned though, which is a shame, because it looks really good. Need me to take a bite of it or something to prove otherwise? Oh, I could have a tolerance or immunity to my own poison of choice though, so I guess that doesn’t prove anything. You want me to go get you another one? I’m pretty sure it’ll only take a few minutes since you don’t want it well done.”[/smear:007700] Definitely starstruck. She wasn’t going to shut up unless Kazura told her to.

[Zen Isogi]

[smear:FF0000]"Thank you for joining me."[/smear:4B0082] The room john entered was in stark contrast to the bright golds and reds of the casino. It was a very simplistic Room of minimalist design. A single round booth in the center of the room. Black velvet on the seats and chrome metal frame. a bar on the wall filled with unbelievable amount sof drinks. The room was filled with people standing around Chatting and drinking. The man in the booth waved john over. Sitting next to the man were several very beautfiul women. Many of them obviously not human. Several of them appearing as anthropomorphic animals. others appearing as glowing hairless beings. Others still being arrancar judging by their mask fragments and hollow holes. They all catered to the whims of this man in front of them. Others still appeared human but the quincy crosses and zanpakutou they carried marked them as decidedly not.

Each of the women moved around and guided john into the booth until he sat across from the man. The women cuddled up next to john and their nude bodies rubbed agaisnt him. drinks were served to the booth table and the man quickly grabbed one and slammed it back. This man was the very same man John was looking for. the same who had invited him into the back and the very same john had seen enter the room. [smear:FF0000]"Drink up. It is time we discuss the business we have together."[/smear:4B0082] Jack spoke with a thick accent that john would no doubt recognize. The man was of obvious irish descent and had no doubt lived there for some time.

[smear:FF0000]"You possess spiritual power. vegas is mine. I dont know who you work for or why you are looking for me but i know every spiritualy aware entity that enters my city. You are going to tell me why you are looking for me and my associates. You will tell me who you work for. and then i will decided Wether you live or die."[/smear:4B0082] Jack grinned with the kindest smile one had ever seen as he said this to john. a friendly death threat. Jack was easily the most powerful individual in the room. Everyone around him was powerful but he was a monster compared to poor john.It was like a child in the face of a dragon.

Meanwhile up in the hotel rooms with kazura and yoko the assains would become undetectable. Their special ability cloaked their movements. They were undetectable to any of Kazura and yokos senses. even kazuras equipment would not detect them. they were no longer outside the winow. they entred through the ventilation and through the floor vents and the cieling tiles they would appear. the vent directly under the window opened up to release the first assassin. the ceiling tiles opened up to let in the second and third assasin. The room door opened and brought in another. finally the last assasin entered from the window.

They were all dressed as ninjas and wielded weapons to match. one held a chain-scythe. the two from the cieling were wielding sai and shuriken respectively. the one from the door held a small tanto in one hand and kept his other hand on a short wakizashi. finally the window ninja was wielding nunchaku. The ninjas surrounded them. the vent assasin and his chain-scythe pressing the blade against yokos neck. The ninas from the cieling attempting to dive and tackle kazura. while the remaining two guarded the only exits.

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All of the ninjas hold a single ability that makes them completely undetectable without both a 3 in anti-stealth and 150 ES. This ability puts them into a half existing state so while they are capable of interacting with the world they produce no signs of their existence such as heat, weight, sound and even sight while the ability is active. this can be active two posts at a time not counting activation. they can not attack while cloaked.



Strength - [200] Points

Speed - [150] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [0 but immune] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [200] Points

Senses - [200] Points

Energy sensory - [50] Points

Healing Expertise - [400] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.

Skills

-Add more if necessary

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• [stealth] {2}
  
  
• [anti-stealth] {2}
  
  
• [ninjutsu] {2}
  
  
• [battle analysis] {2}
  
  
• [battle focus] {2}
  
  
• [Weapons] {2}
  
  
• [focused eye] {2}
  

ninjas are considered class 4. if cut more than two inches ninjas will vanish and be destroyed instantly.
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[Kazura Uzaki]

The girl just started yammering on and on, talking far too much. She was quickly going from being a cute fan to an annoying fangirl, and there is a huge distinction. His eyes wandering from the flapping jaw, Kazura noticed the vent in the ceiling and floor prop open silently. He mentally clicked on each of the various sensors to his glasses, scanning heat vision, infrared, and just plain old spiritual vision. He got no readings, which made him more suspicious than when he did get some sort of knowledge that someone was there. He slipped his hand into his pocket, palming a small marble casually. There was trouble brewing, and Kazura knew exactly who it was. "Shut up a moment, girl. Hey, you assassin who killed Jay Norris. Quit your hiding and face me like a man."

Out of nowhere appeared five men, none of which were Zack from Xcution. One was suddenly going for Yoko's throat while two were diving to tackle Kazura to the ground. What the... These aren't that assassin! Using his quickest and best targeted attack on his body, the Uzaki cursed his poor luck. His gloves were in his briefcase, which had a nice set of claws great for close range combat against ninjas. However, his belt would do nicely in this situation. Two barbed cables jumped out of his side on mental command, and would catch the two diving ninjas in the chests if they had no way of utilizing air ground and stepping techniques. In a free fall, it was extremely difficult to change one's movements, and these cables were shooting out at equal speeds to their own. If all went according to Kazura's base instincts, the spiked cables would hit them in the chest, puncturing their flesh and causing them to dissipate.

"They get cut down pretty easily!" Kazura called out to Yoko while he jetted forwards at a stat speed of 200, the jets in his boots pushing forwards at a quick and sudden velocity. The marble in his hand became a Bagh-Nahk, otherwise known as a Tiger Claw. This weapon used for amplifying strikes would allow the man to pierce through the head of the ninja behind Yoko, hopefully sending him into the same state of non-existence if the attack connected. Landing behind the chair, with his arm stuck backwards to catch Yoko should the blast of his jets send her toppling, Kazura hadn't noticed that two ninjas slipped in the doorway behind him, by nature of looking in the opposite direction. Were these goons to fall as quickly as the others, Yoko would have to deal with them.


Boots Air: 4/6 (-3 Fast Movement, +1 Regen)

[Zen Isogi]

Kazuras assault would fail as the ninjas utilized airground and their skill with ninjutsu To swiftly gain tractions on the air and flip out of the way. they would land on either side of kazura and not even get a chance to attack before kazura dashed forward and killed the ninja attacking yoko. The ninja would burst into smoke and then vanish completely. But as kazura was following through with his strike and continuing forward he would land right into the swing path of a ninjas nunchaku. the strike was coming with enough strength to crack concrete. the blow would be devestating to kazura. and as this occured the two cieling ninjas would throw one of their sai and three of their shuriken directly at yoko.

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Music!

"Shut up a moment, girl. Hey, you assassin who killed Jay Norris. Quit your hiding and face me like a man." Well, they said to never meet your heroes. Yoko probably should’ve heeded that advice. There wasn’t a much worse feeling than having someone you admired tell you to shut up. Being killed could be up there though. Why was he talking about assassins? That question was answered almost immediately when Yoko noticed a chain scythe pressed to her neck. There were also a pair diving at Kazura, one at the door, and it sounded like one at the window behind her. Lovely. Just lovely. She was still handcuffed too. That was going to make this situation a whole lot harder.

Everything got a bit easier thanks to Kazura’s actions though. He took out the assassin who was holding a weapon to Yoko’s neck and landed behind her. "They get cut down pretty easily!" That meant she had freedom of movement, and a way to take them out. That was all she needed right now. With speed far above anyone else in the room, she stood up and took a single step to the side. She was positioned right between the window-entering nunchuck-wielding ninja and the two that had come from the ceiling. Between her battle analysis, instinct, and training in both martial arts and swords, Yoko could easily tell the ceiling ninjas were in the process of throwing projectiles at her. She could outrun the attacks easily enough if she wanted, but she had a better plan.

The fullbringer was positioned so that if she dodged, the projectiles would simply hit the nunchuck-wielder. She first turned and darted towards the nunchuck user, blocking his vision of the projectiles. It gave the appearance that she was going to attack him as well. Instead, she simply sidestepped at the last moment. A sai and three shuriken whizzed right by her. Unless these ninjas had some Rinnegan-tier tricks, the nunchuck user was dealt with. From there, Yoko changed directions and headed towards the door. En route, she flexed her reiatsu just enough to pop the right handcuff off. With her hands free, she scooped up the steak knife from the plate she’d brought Kazura. Even in her rush, Yoko had been smart enough to bring silverware with his dinner. She was still a good six feet away from the ninja at the door; just enough room for her to use an old standby.

A flying sidekick closed the gap in the blink of an eye, but covering that much distance had meant she could be counterattacked. Her shoe wasn’t magic in any way, so a sword would slice clean through it if given the chance. That was a no go. At the last second before a counterattack would’ve struck, Yoko simply vanished. A combined use of airground and movement had her moving at speeds that no one in the room could hope to react to properly. She reappeared beside the same ninja she had been attacking. The only difference was that this time she was thrusting a steak knife into his side and he was still in the middle of trying to defend himself against a kick to the face that was no longer there. With any luck, that was two down.

Reiatsu:1975/2000
-25 for movement (1350 speed)

Edit reason: grammar.

[Zen Isogi]

The ninjas were devestated. yoko had killed two of them. The smoke exploded around the room and the remaining ninjas took advantage. one of them disspeared with their ability while the other one smashed open the window killing itself with the cuts. the remaining ninja was obviously gone. but a note had been left behind in the center of the room. this one marked with something that you may remember from earlier my dear readers. the stylized J but this one placed over a wax Seal as if from a signet ring. Should they open it all they would see is a comment of "good job. i will send something tougher next time. ~ jack mcallister". Kazura and yoko were now a known threat. and this man obviously had resources to burn. if yoko and kazura had any sort of memory at all they would realized that jack was the owner of the very hotel and casino they were in. They were right in enemy territory. Not a good place to be.

[Kazura Uzaki]

The nunchaku that was swung at Kazura did barely anything, as his suit absorbed most of the impact. Left with just average human strength for him to feel, he went skidding back but was largely unharmed. "Weak." His tuxedo now ripped where the belt cables came out, and the shirt wrinkled where the nunchaku hit, Kazura was a bit frustrated that his clothes were damaged. He went to go take down the guy who had swung at him, but before he could, Yoko had dispatched two enemies, causing the one to run and commit suicide by window. An intimidating letter was left to threaten them, which in fact helped tremendously. "It would seem that you are not a spy, and are not an assassin, and instead could be a great asset. This might work better than that kitchen knife, though I'll want it back."

This was Kazura's way of saying thank you for Yoko's assistance. He pulled out a silver marble out of one of his pouches, demonstrated that it could take the form of whatever weapon she needed, and then handed it over in marble form. "I'm Kazura, but you already knew that it seems. I've a target in this building, who sent these ninjas, so if you're with me I suggest you follow while you explain who you are and what you can do for me." The man wasted no time in removing his tuxedo, leaving just the combat suit underneath, and equipping himself with the gauntlets from his briefcase. He grabbed the steak, still warm, and began to gnaw at it while he walked out of the room and into the stairwell. Taking an elevator was a bad idea when your enemy controlled the building.

Boots Air: 5/6 (+1 Regen)

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It appeared the enemies had been vanquished. Yoko had two confirmed kills, and Kazura had one. Another ninja seemed to kill itself on the glass on the way out. Odd, but whatever. The last one had gotten away, but the note it left behind indicated that someone else had control over those things. They clearly weren’t human, so yes, they were things. People didn’t just go poof if you stabbed them. It was common sense that they were being controlled by someone too. They’d left a note with a name on it. A ninja would never reveal their name, unless they were one of the dumb ones that screamed their name while telling you to believe it… but there were no orange jumpsuits, so this Jack guy was clearly their boss.

"It would seem that you are not a spy, and are not an assassin, and instead could be a great asset. This might work better than that kitchen knife, though I'll want it back." Along with that explanation and assessment, Kazura proceeded to demonstrate the convert-a-weapon before loaning it to Yoko. She hadn’t observed it in combat, so she was a bit preoccupied with picking her jaw up off the ground. Apparently the young fullbringer was being entrusted with some kind of super-secret high-tech prototype weapon from Uzaki Enterprises. It was like a dream come true!

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"I'm Kazura, but you already knew that it seems. I've a target in this building, who sent these ninjas, so if you're with me I suggest you follow while you explain who you are and what you can do for me." His dialogue snapped Yoko out of her fangirl trance long enough for her to follow Kazura off to the stairwell and give him an answer. The sealed convert-a-weapon was stored inside her right glove, ready to be used at a moment’s notice. [smear:007700]”You can call me Yoko! Umm… I'm a student at Karakura High... and I can beat up bad guys pretty well… and that’s about it. Oh, and I’ve got superpowers, so I’ve got that going for me as well. Let’s see… I think the complete list at this point is super speed, flight, gravity control, summoning impregnable armor, guns, and swords, oh, and I’m basically invulnerable to everything that isn’t a supervillain. I can do whatever you need doing with those powers Kazura.”[/smear:00ff00]

[Zen Isogi]

"you big dumb jerks. You broke my toys. And you made me lose the bet with my friend. Im gonna beat you up for that and then make you take a timeout." Kazura and Yoko would notice something strange happening to the stair well. The entire thing was twisting into a perfect spiral seemingly connected to nothing. it appeared to go on forever with only more staircases in site. The very world shook with each word from the voice they had just heard. It was childlike and the owner of it would appear to them instantly. It was a young man covered from head to toe in absolutely nothing. He was naked before them but surged with power. Kazuras Sensors would be going haywire. the only thing that would give a clear reading would be the soulguage function. This man had an incredible 800 spiritual pressure. but with the addition of such tremendous force it felt much greater than the sensors would say. His power encompassed this twisted reality they were within. It felt limitless and depthless. Even Yoko and kazura with their lack of energy sensing ability would feel the tremendous power upon them.

The man began to scream and as he did so enemies would form all around the two individuals. For yoko she would obviously recognize the similarities between her opponents and the media they came from. First was a lean man in his early twenties decked from ehad to toe in a bright red outfit covered in lightning patterns. he wore a motorcycle helmet like structure over his head and was quite similar to the super speedsters of comic books. Another was a man who was seemingly perfect in every way. bright blue eyes. perfect golden hair with a cowlick right ove rhis forehead. a full blue outfit with a scarlet cape and boots. a golden shield emblazoned onto his chest. And in contrast to his ally he was of a heavy set build with great bulk. the last of her three opponents was covere head to toe in black material. He had skeletal designs and armor plating everywhere with a plethora of spikes on his shoulders arms and legs. A long cape and chains all over his torso. The three pointed their hands toward yoko and shouted in perfect unison. "FOUL VILLAIN PREPARE FOR JUSTICE!!!"

next to kazura he would be faced with his own enemies. far more than yoko was faced with but of decidedly less might. the first a mighty viking warrior with a mighty axe in his right hand and a wooden shield in the other. He was easily 7 feet tall and bulding with powerful muscle. his red beard covering the half of his face not hidden by a thick helmet. Another was a spartan warrior with bronze armor on his body and a long and lethal spear accompanied by a tall shield of metal. A samurai faced Kazura as well armed with a pair of daisho and prepared for battle. Even still he did not face his full enemy as behind him emerged a knight in full double plate armor with a double edged buster sword in one hand and a tower shield in the other. And finally accompanying this mighty force would be another ninja. kazura and yoko were swiftly outnumbered.

Kazura faced down 5 of histories greatest warriors. while yoko faced three of the most powerful super hero archetypes known to human-kind. The nude man continued to stand and pout with his arms crossed. He was obviously displeased with them and from this display he was the creator of the ninjas. And apparently could create far more than that. He glared at yoko and kazura menacingly before sticking his tongue out and ponting at them.

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Strength - [100]Points

Speed - [300] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [400] doubled [800] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [400] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [100] Points

Senses - [100] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

OOC: ONE MORE THING!!! THIS FULBLRINGER ISNT EXACTLY AWARE OF HIS OWN LIMITS. SO HE HAS SUMMONED TOO MANY THINGS!!! NONE OF THEM CAN MOVE!!!

[Kazura Uzaki]

Suddenly Kazura needed to stop. He held out his hand to keep Yoko from walking forwards any more. "Well... It seems that right now I'll need you to help with whatever crackpot is here for us now..." With his glasses going crazy from a wild output of reiatsu measuring quite high, Kazura was forced to leave them off in order to see properly. The stairs began to twist and form into the classic optical illusion, where there is no bottom nor top. Still trying to make sense of it all, somehow the two humans got slightly separated. A kid with no shame, wearing no clothes at all, showed up with a smug look on his face and even more childish words. "You big dumb jerks. You broke my toys. And you made me lose the bet with my friend. I'm gonna beat you up for that and then make you take a timeout."

Suddenly there were fighters surrounding the two. Yoko had 3 enemies, and Kazura had 5. Despite her demonstrating greater skill in the bedroom, by offing more of the ninjas, she was given less of a task. But it seemed like it was no real issue for the two of them, because these summons didn't move. "It looks like you're taking the timeout, because these things are less powerful than toys." 5 targets was the perfect number for Kazura. It just happened to be how many batteries he had in his belt pouch. Drawing the five batteries, he darted at each statue, stabbing each one in the flesh with the raised end. Following the suction of reiatsu out of them, which may or may not destabilize them, a quick slash of extended laser claws would probably render each one moot. By the end of his quick run in a circle, he'd have five batteries held in between his fingers, all full to the brim with energy and letting of a satisfied hiss of steam.

Boots Air: 6/6 (+1 regen)
Battery 1-5: 50 Reiatsu/200 Reiatsu Strength

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Re-using this music. Still fitting.

As the pair walked onwards, the stairs had devolved into some sort bizarre Escher-esque scene. The stairs led to nowhere, and they seemed to be in a void filled by nothing but the stairs. Before them was a nude child. Yoko could feel he was powerful, but she could also tell he wasn’t the sharpest one out there. "Well... It seems that right now I'll need you to help with whatever crackpot is here for us now..." She had her orders, but she couldn’t execute them before the minions were summoned. There was time for her to get a quick reply in though. [smear:007700]”Mission acknowledged.”[/smear:00ff00] As soon as those words left her lips, she was surrounded by various costumed vigilantes. She wasn’t super familiar with western comics, but it looked like she was up against Superman, the Flash, and maybe… no, she had no clue who the hell the last one was.

There wasn’t any time for banter it seemed. ”FOUL VILLAIN PREPARE FOR JUSTICE!!!” They all screamed at her. They had moved to point at her, but after that they seemed perfectly static. There was no sign of aggression… or even a sign that they were still breathing. Their bodies were completely still, but that didn’t mean they were getting off the hook. Slowly, Yoko raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. She did this before Kazura had started to attack, else it wouldn’t have worked at all. Just because the summons weren’t moving, didn’t mean they weren’t a threat. Once Kazura began to move she started on her offensive as well, but her attacks were both faster and more calculated than that of her new comrade.

With her hands raised above her head she was taking advantage of two factors, and she made sure to keep her left hand a bit lower so that it didn’t interfere. First, since Yoko was barely over the legal limit to be considered a midget, she was shorter than the heroes that had been summoned to fight her. Secondly, the convert-a-weapon was hidden under her right glove. Nearly instantly, the item converted itself into a replica of Darth Maul’s lightsaber, ruining the glove in the process. Making use of her impressive speed the girl then whipped her right hand around 180 degrees, causing the ends of the lightsaber to make a complete circle at head-level of the summons she was surrounded by. Her normal speed was already impressive, but she’d made use of her mechanical advantage here.

All she had to do was twist her wrist, and she’d produced an attack that had the potential to behead all three of her enemies. Since they were frozen in place, defending against it would certainly prove problematic. Even if they could move, the attack was nearly instantaneous, and the enemy didn’t have complete knowledge about the convert-a-weapon. The ninjas had all been dispatched before the demo of its full powers, so, barring omniscience, predicting this attack was challenging at best. Even if they had a way to understand what was going on, there was still the issue of whether or not the master could react in time to save his servants. Unknown to Yoko, he only had the instincts of an athlete, and that likely wasn’t enough to deal with an attack that occurred nearly as fast as he could blink.

Reiatsu:1975/2000
-Unchanged

[Hadrian J. Ryan Ⅻ]

John's eyes took a brief second to adjust from the sparkling casino that he had just left, to the stark, minimalist design of the room he had just entered. It's occupants were... interesting, certainly. It seemed every species from every corner of the worlds was here, fellow Quincy included. John tried to take a sideways glance at one of the people who bore a Quincy Cross, but they didn't even meet his eyes. The pressure in the room was nearly suffocating, John had never been in such a confined space with so many spiritual beings before...

He took a seat at the table, opposite the very man he had been searching for. John was almost disappointed, he had hoped for the search to last at least a few days before finding the man, the idea of spending some time (and money) in Vegas had been the most enticing aspect of this job. The City that Never Sleeps... Wait, that was New York, wasn't it? John felt his mind clouding over, the stifling heat of this new room, accompanied by the sheer weight of the power from all the spiritual beings was making him feel queasy. Not to mention the... unusual feeling in his stomach and lower body, brought about by the presence of so many... scantily-clad women.

He sat down opposite Jack McAllister, and a drink was thrust in front of him. John shook his head, almost imperceptibly. "No thank you sir... I'm afraid I don't drink." His voice was quite strong, but it sounded echoey in his mind, his concentration was faltering, and it wasn't being helped by the women rubbing against him. He felt his stomach clench again, and the feeling in his lower body spread. It wasn't unpleasant, just... distracting. He made a half-hearted gesture with his hand, trying to make them move away so that he could just... focus.

He looked at the man, as he was questioned about his motives and reasons. Jack had a strong Irish accent, he had either been born there, or at least spent a decent portion of his life there. In a way, it was reassuring, to have someone of the same ilk around, and his voice acted like an anchor to which John clung through the haze of hormones that had once been the fully functioning mind of a seventeen year old. Jack wanted to know who John represented... That was easy. He had practiced it a million times. "Well, sir, I'm afraid I represent no one. I'm just an average Quincy, holidaying here in Vegas. I thought I might try my hand at some gambling, see if I can win more money on the 'One-armed Bandits' than I can on some Irish horses." The attempt at a joke was poor, John had never really been a funny guy. The story should be pretty convincing, though, as John wasn't carrying anything that would identify him as a Vandenreich member. He tried not to let the ladies who were still persistently rubbing against him in such a sensual manner to distract him any longer, he had a funny feeling he'd need all his wits to stay alive here.

(OOC: Sorry about the delay, but thanks for allowing me to continue in this adventure!)

[Zen Isogi]

(OOC NOTE: this is one of the major NPCs. a mini boss of sorts.)

Kazura and yoko had made a mistake. the instant they began to attack they managed to kill off the flash. the samurai. and the ninja. But as they would see. the others were not quite so simple. The ninja and samurai died and just as they did the spartan held up his shield stopping Kazuras strike. and whee once there was one spartan. now there were two. they locked shields and began a slow advance towards kazura. The knight hefted up his blade and swiftly turned around to charge yoko. His blade swinging wildly at her. The viking followed suit, the two of them hurtling towards her. Yoko was fast enough to avoid them but it would likely be a surprising thing for them to suddenly burst to life. the superheros remaining vanished into thin air their energy returning to the fullbring.

The spartans continued their slow advance and if kazura payed attention he would notice they seemed much more physically imposing then before. eachs tep was a tremendous stomp the reverberated through the ground. The very force of their march would be horrifying to most men. but kazura was not most men. he was terror. he was the night. he thought he was batman!!! On the flipside yoko would be faced with the viking and his nigh unstoppable ferocity. all but the most grievous of wounds healed instantly upon his flesh and nothing seemed to discourage him. the knight's armor deflected the blows of just about anything Yoko would throw at him. the fullbringer laughed maniacally as his image vanished from sight. his voice could still be heard cackling within the entire distorted stairwell. the place was obviously bigger than the building would allow. infinite it seemed.

Down in the VIP lounge with Jack, john would see jacks face drop into a deep heavy frown. His smile would quickly return as he inched slightly closer to john. [smear:FF0000]"Now you see. Thats where you and i will have to disagree. I think you are lying. i dont have any reason why. I could be wrong. But i think somebody sent you here. Somebody who wants to find out why things keep dying in vegas. "[/smear:00FF00] Jack stood up and the women all crowded up to john. Jack walked over and pushed the drink up to john. [smear:FF0000]"Now, the fact that you wont drink has no bearing on that matter. You not drinking is just damned rude. Here i am being a gracious host and you refuse to partake with me."[/smear:00FF00] Jack would attempt to force the drink into johns hand before taking his seat once more.

[smear:FF0000]"You are staying in my hotel. You came in on my plane. You are in my lounge. I know everybody who came in here where the money came from and why they say they came here. and you sir. are lying to my face. all the proof is there but i find skepticism is a good thing usually."[/smear:00FF00] He took another drink and slammed it back again. [smear:FF0000]"Now. while it may sound cliche. We have ways of making you talk."[/smear:00FF00] That same sickly sweet grin was still plastered on his face. staring at john. taunting him. How did this man know john was lying? it was unbelievable.

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Hopefully you all remember the ninjas. they have the same ability.

the spartan will multiply everytime his shield is hit the more spartans there are the stronger they get. their weapons and bodies will be given impact strength equivalent to half their combined strength. while locking shields they will be able to absorb physical strength equivalent to their impact strength.

viking boy over here has an ability that causes him to go berserk. . He will regenerate wounds equivalent to HSR. his strength can be used to break defenses.

Samurai boy over here has a step technique of sorts. its applied to his daisho. When activated he will begin speeding up his daisho. they will accelerate indefinitely starting at his speed and raising by 20% each time he uses them.

Now we come to the knight. This guy is the strongest of the bunch. That armor sword and shield of his hold quite the power. The armor has defensive value equivalent to 200 and aquires more each time it is hit up to 25% of the force absorbed. his shield acts as cutback with the fullbringers spiritual pressure even if one is releasede. the sword aquires cutting strength and impact strength equivalent to however much RS/strength the knight has resisted. this does not stack and instead only adds the highest value.

Skills vary.

spartan skills and stats brave type rank 2



Strength - [300] +50% [450] Points

Speed - [300] +50% [450] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [0 but immune] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [400] halved [200] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [200] Points

Senses - [200] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.

• [spear] {2}
  
  
• [pankration] {2}
  
  
• [battle focus] {2}
  
  
• [battle analysis] {2}
  
  
• [anti stealth] {2}
  
  
• [street fighting] {2}
  
  
• [sports] {2}
  

Viking skills and stats brave type rank 2.



Strength - [400] +50% [600] Points

Speed - [400] +50% [600] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [0 but immune] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [50] halved [25] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [300] Points

Senses - [250] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.

• [axe] {2}
  
  
• [kampfringen] {2}
  
  
• [battle focus] {2}
  
  
• [battle analysis] {2}
  
  
• [street fighting] {2}
  
  
• [anti stealth] {2}
  
  
• [sports] {2}
  
  
• [damage recovery] {2}
  

samurai stats and skills. strategist rank 2.



Strength - [200] -30% [140] Points

Speed - [400] -30% [280] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [0 but immune] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [250] doubled [375] Points

Senses - [250] doubled [375] Points

Energy sensory - [100] doubled [200] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

• [swords] {2}
  
  
• [laido] {2}
  
  
• [battle focus] {2}
  
  
• [battle analysis] {2}
  
  
• [jujutsu] {2}
  
  
• [anti stealth] {2}
  
  
• [calm mind] {2}
  
  
• [ focused eye] {2}
  

knight stats and skills. soldier level 1 strength bonus pressure drawback.


Strength - [400] +50% [600] Points

Speed - [400] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [0 but immune] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [200] Points

Senses - [200] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

• [sword] {2}
  
  
• [wrestling] {2}
  
  
• [battle focus] {2}
  
  
• [battle analysis] {2}
  
  
• [street fighting] {2}
  
  
• [anti stealth] {2}
  
  
• [sports] {2}
  
  
• [learning] {2}
  

[Kazura Uzaki]

Two of the statues were cut down, filling up two batteries in the process. Then Yoko's enemies vanished and Kazura's began to move, defending against his attack and cloning itself in the process. However, his goggles were once again working at a decent enough level, so he could keep up with the spiritual abilities of the enemies that were now actual threats. Backing up from the Spartans while slotting one of the batteries in the chest of his suit, he called out to Yoko. "Viking is weak in Energy, blast it if you can! You're also more powerful than the Knight, but he's a lot tougher!" With his suit of spiritual density equal to the Spartan's Reiatsu Strength, they wouldn't be cracking that shell easily, though he knew enough of Spiritual Beings like Grodd to be careful of appearances.

His other battery went into the laser bow that he whipped out of his belt pocket, unfolding from a small tube into a nice sized bow. The red laser arrow shot out at a measly 200 speed, but it was merely a distraction. If it hit, it would burn straight through the spartan and leave a huge hole in it, though the real threat was charging in Kazura's hand. He was building up air in his gauntlets to be used to hopefully bust out of this prison of a staircase that Yoko and he was in. The shot fired, The bow got wrapped up again and Kazura vanished, his camouflage kicking in upon mental command. Hopefully he'd be able to stay hidden long enough to charge his gauntlets, and if not, his suit of armor was pretty tough now that it needed 400 Reiatsu Strength to easily cleave through.

Laser Bow: 0/1 cooldown
Battery 1 (Suit): 40 Reiatsu (-10 Suit Strength)
Battery 2 (Bow): 1/2 shots left
Camouflage: 1/2 posts[/color]