You Need A Waffle: Souza vs Kazura [PG13, NDE]

[Souza Kuchiki]

Participants: Souza Kuchiki, Kazura Uzaki
World: Human World
Thread Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: PG13
Location:

Somewhere on the outskirts of Karakura Town.

Special Conditions:

None.

Circumstances:

The Five Prodigies of Shino Academy have been conned into taking a break in the human world by their strongest member, Kenpachi Recio, who was once a human from this town many years ago. He has said it's a good relaxation spot, and now with the other four has come. The group has aroused the suspicions of one super rich spoiled kid, Kazura Uzaki. When they split up for individual exploring, Souza Kuchiki, Leader of The Five Prodigies, and Esteemed Heir of the Noble Kuchiki Family, finds himself in combat with Kazura.

Souza will post first.

[Souza Kuchiki]

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To see all...

To know all...

To curse all...

That is why the contract was made

That is why we have achieved The Eye

The rain poured from the skies overhead, beating down mercilessly upon the already treacherous earth. The plants drowned in mud that was once soil, and the lakes and rivers began to flood. Where there had been parks, there was only water. Where there had been streets, there were only streams and puddles. The ubiquitous chatter of the pellets of liquid fell drip drip drip when the downpour first began, and eventually settled into a slow buzz, a monotonous haaaahhhhhhhhhh of noise. Only the cacophony of sound was present for anyone to hear. No one dared to drive in this weather, and no one remained in the streets, lest they be robbed of sight and life.

A door opened up in the sky. It was a wooden brown door which slid open on both sides, permitting blue light from the other side to filter out, and create a luminous, glowing box so high up in the air as to appear to be only another star. From it emerged five figures with wisps of smoke trailing at their feet. A glowing orange light shielded the silhouetted forms from the omniscient waterworks, and all five soon left the confines of the doorway to enter into the mortal realm. Visitors had come to Karakura Town. AAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGHHH!! a voice roared in response to the arrival. It was indignant, savage, and hungry. The voice of a predator.

A shadow flashed by the five darkened silhouettes, as if an attacker had blitzed past them. There was another flash of light, and a whoosh of sound as something sliced through air. And then suddenly, the shadow split into several pieces, and then dissipated further into ash. One of the five newly arriving figures grinned into the night blackness, at the stormy gray sky overhead which bore no features, not even a moon, and only the single, shrinking star that was the closing doorway. Up above in clouds so high, the five watched, one observing with the eye. They saw what was below, and then they descended down into the mortal world at last.

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An hour later...

This track'll take you to the end of my post!

"OI OI OI OI OI!!!!" A voice burst through what would otherwise have been the silence of rain and crickets. Ugh, how annoying...Why the voice? Well, that was because of five who had shown up in the human world, one had knocked over a random human's noodles, and done so only twenty minutes after five wandering spirits from another world had purchased Gigai-faux bodies for physical interaction with humans-and five minutes after entering the noodle shop to begin with. Ugh, how annoying...These thoughts belonged to one of the five spirits in one of the five Gigai.

Souza Kuchiki. Real Age 13. Physical Age 13. Occupation: First Year Shino Academy Student. Leader of The Five Prodigies. Mood: Irritated as Hell. The short kid who stood only five foot two glared with narrow, golden eyes at the situation unfolding before him. His black hair, neatly combed together with a single jetted spike of hair poking out at the top like a needle, stood on end. The spike in the center may even have stood out a little bit more because Souza was irritated. Stupid, stupid, stupid idea to come to the human world...Of course there would be some sort of idiotic, clumsy accident. And now they were paying the price.

"You see what you did here?!" the punkish teenager with the gray beanie, baggy shorts, and loose purple hair demanded of one of Souza's comrades. "You knocked over my noodles! The hell are we gonna do about that?!" The one who had knocked over the noodles had a bored, lazy expression on his face that only served to further piss off Souza because of how little he took things seriously, even when he made a major gaff such as this one. God, what an idiot... And then he had the audacity, the flipping nerve, to drape his arm around the shoulder of the kid whose noodles he had knocked off the table on the way to his own table.

Kenpachi Recio. Real Age 38. Physical Age 17. Occupation: Third Year Shino Academy Student. Strongest of The Five Prodigies. Mood: Probably lazy, as always. "Relax..." the six foot three, dark skinned fool answered with a stupid smirk. He clutched the punkish teenager close, so that if they had been the same height, his short black hair would have meshed together with that of his apparent victim. "Getting angry's troubling, and kinda boring...I'll buy ya another bowl of noodles...We can eat it together, then I'll go to sleep and we'll put this behind us..." Souza could not help but notice how long Kenpachi's arm was, despite being significantly toned. He was very lanky. And annoying. Especially annoying.

"Ehhhh?! Well what if I wanted THAT bowl of noodles, you pompous fuck?!" the unruly teenager demanded of Kenpachi. A puzzled look came to Kenpachi's face, as if he was actually thinking about it while squeezing his arm around his victim's neck, angering the kid further. "Well...I guess you could lick it off the ground..." Kenpachi reasoned blankly, drawing a glare from the punk. What the hell, what a stupid idiot. That dolt. Souza and the other three were practically ready to literally face palm at Kenpachi's clear stupidity. He may be strong, but he sure was stupid. This situation was ridiculous, and was getting them literally nowhere. "WHAT?!" went the punk. "I AIN'T DOING THAT. FIRST OF ALL, THAT'S GROSS. SECOND OF ALL, WE'RE INDOORS, SO IT ISN'T CALLED THE GROUND. IT'S CALLED THE FLOOR."

"Enough," a stern voice commanded. Permitted to speak, here came another one. Also tall, at around six foot even, with jet black hair at a medium length cut, and green eyes, with pale white skin. Quite muscular. "Nothing will come of a fight. Forgive his stupidity. Let him buy you another bowl, and we'll leave and go somewhere else." Makise Shinsei. Real Age 46. Physical Age 17. Occupation: Second Year Shino Academy Student. Kido Master of The Five Prodigies. Mood: Probably as irritated as Souza. "Hey hey hey hey! I want some steak! What do you guys think, huh? I saw a great looking one on the way here!" piped up a voice.

Aoe Daikimino. Real Age 35. Physical Age 16. Occupation: First Year Shino Academy Student. Copycat King of The Five Prodigies. Mood: Somehow chipper as hell. This one, who sported bright blue hair and a leery gaze from behind ocean green eyes, was about 5'7, a little bit closer to Souza's height, but still tall enough to make Souza seem rather tiny. Indeed, Souza was both the youngest and shortest one there in every way. Regardless, Souza was becoming quite irritated quite quickly with everyone. Why the hell were they all so godamn tactless...why were they so stupid...How were these other four part of The Five Prodigies again...?

"Enough," Souza commanded suddenly. "You're all shaming the reputation of the academy. We're going." With that, he started to walk out and leave. The others followed, including Kenpachi. "HEY WAIT A MINUTE!" the punk called after Kenpachi. "Eh?" went Kenpachi, turning around. The punk went to punch Kenpachi, but found his hand caught way too easily, and a huge hand gripping the fist. The hand began to squeeze, clenching around the fist and crushing it. The punk's eyes widened, and he began to whimper in pain. Sweat started to form as little droplets on his brow and the corners of his pig-like ears. Souza noted that they were very pig-like.

"This is making me horny..." another said. "Silence," Souza immediately commanded, glancing with a glare back at the final speaker. Masato Unova. Real Age 33. Physical Age 20. Occupation: First Year Shino Academy Student. Powerhouse of The Five Prodigies. Mood: Well, he just said horny. What in the actual fuck? The thin, gaunt one with the violet hair. That was Masato Unova. Who was somehow very horny. Souza really had no idea why Masato was horny all the time, and why he felt the need to blurt it out at times like this. But, as it turned out, that was just how it was. He was so powerful that most people couldn't actually argue with it...

"Kenpachi, enough," Souza ordered as Kenpachi continued squeezing the punk's hand. "Eh? Okay." Kenpachi responded easily, releasing the teen's fist from his grasp and letting it slip away. The teen's eyes stayed wide, and he scampered away, seemingly forgetting Kenpachi's offer to buy him new noodles. Likewise, however, everyone else had forgotten that they had agreed to go to a new place, and walked over to the line for food to get noodles. Souza did not remember it until way later. By that time, he was already sitting down at a table with the other four, feeling quite annoyed by the height difference. Ah, well...he was fucking fun sized anyway... It never occurred to him who else might be watching them in that room.

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Strength - [100] (70) Points

Speed - [120] (180) Points

Spiritual Pressure - [100] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [100] Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [100] Points

Senses [100] Points

Energy sensory - [40] Points

Healing Expertise - [40] Points


Total SP: [700] Points

[Kazura Uzaki]

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To see is to know...

To know is to be burdened...

With burden comes triumph of the strong.

That is why I see...

Not to be burdened, but to triumph.

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A heavy rain fell on an unfamiliar roof and buffeted an unfamiliar window, rousing a man from an unfamiliar bed. An all too familiar headache screamed as the man got up out of bed and searched for his pants. He found them folded neatly next to the bed alongside a glass of water, two tablets of Tylenol, and a note. "I knew that you'd leave in the morning, so I left first. Good luck in life, goodbye." The man cracked a smile while downing the water and the couple of painkillers. "Didn't even catch her name... maybe there will be a next time." Kazura Uzaki Real Age 26. Physical Age 20. Occupation: CEO of Uzaki Enterprises. The Iron Batman. Mood: Amused, yet hungover.

Kazura donned jeans and a hoodie and plastered his face with anti-shave gel, quickly growing a three day beard in seconds. Physical Age 20 26. His light brown hair was covered by the hood, and his light brown eyes were quickly obstructed by the pair of glasses picked up from the side table. It was the perfect disguise for hiding in plain sight, when the paparazzi expected a well dressed, clean shaven man who stood up tall, instead of a slouching college student in ragged clothes. He left the unfamiliar house, probably forever, and made his way towards the nearest noodle shop for a quick breakfast. Little did he know that breakfast was going to be far from quick today. Upon walking in the doorway, he immediately saw a problem brewing. A gang of kids was standing around a teenager, having knocked over his food and now threatening him.

A punch came from the kid, just defending himself and his right to noodles in his hand rather than the ground, and in a display of incredible speed and strength his fist was caught and immediately subjected to a force that caused him to yelp in pain and back off. Now normally he wouldn't intervene in the lives of teenagers, who weren't doing anything illegal, the paranoid businessman mentally clicked on the Spirit Glasses. He would immediately see that these five kids had spiritual presence. Were they humans with the Hollow powers, like the assassin in Tokyo and Ivan from Vegas? Or were they something else... one of those other races that the Shinigami had talked about at the high school. Either way, Kazura was under prepared for a fight, and the thought of food was lost.

He ducked back out of the shop and headed for an abandoned alley. "Dākugēto ga shira rete inai mono ni tsūro o hiraki, natte mimashou" With the magic words, Kazura opened the portal to his secret cave and slipped inside. There he suited up and armed himself before returning to the alley. His equipment was hidden beneath his hoodie and jeans, and his gauntlets were hidden in a small backpack he carried over his shoulder. The whole exchange took five minutes, which would have given the gang time enough to order their food and sit down. The parlor was now crowded, and the bar full, leaving the only seat open right next to the gang. Picking up his food, he made his way over to the table. "Can I take that extra seat?"

[Souza Kuchiki]

OOC: Don't forget stats

IC:

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"Disappear."

"Sure thing! Come join us!"

"Ehhhh?"

"You make me horny."

Four different answers would be received by the hooded stranger as soon as he arrived asking to join the table. Unfortunately, because of the loud noise which was already echoing throughout the establishment, four answers together would be muddled, and none of them would be comprehensible. It was already annoying that the place had filled up so damn quickly, but Souza was even more annoyed by the fact that all four of the others were so rowdy and energetic on that day, not to mention the loud noise which permeated even the thickest of walls. Whoever their neighbors were, they must be having the worst night's sleep ever...Damn.

"It's your choice," Souza said simply, sitting with his legs crossed and both elbows on the table over an already finished bowl of noodles, fingers laced together. He was soft spoken and had no energy in his voice when he said it, but the way in which he said it seemed almost like a growl, or a command, and would be heard even above all of the chatter in the whole place. He was authoritative, so the hooded stranger would be given the feeling almost that he was being treated as an underling. Well, that was only to be expected, in clothes like that...At least dress a little bit fashionably. It could not be so difficult to wear something that looked nice...

Souza and the other four had identical outfits, consisting of white dress shirts tucked into black khaki pants and with checkered black and white Vans shoes. They all had striped black and red skinny ties, tied into a-symmetrical four in hand knots. All of them had properly tied ties, except Kenpachi, whose stupid tie was loose, and whose dress shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a small part of his chest, since the noose end of the tie fit snuggly around the hole left by his unbuttoning. Moron..at least try not to disgrace everyone in the academy with such a shitty way of sporting classy outfits.

They also all had gray cardigan sweaters with deep Vs and only four buttons, low enough in parting to reveal a great deal of their ties. The only one who wore that improperly was Kenpachi, whose cardigan was unbuttoned completely, and was worn like a jacket. That was probably the worst part, actually. It was the fact that he looked so damn silly, wearing an otherwise fashionable and classy sweater like a jacket. What Japanese student did that?

They were matching the outfits of a nearby private high school, Zettairyoku Gakuen, who were supposedly the rivals of Karakura Nishi Koutou-Gakkou, or Karakura West High School, the only other high school in Karakura Town, where many famous people in the spiritual community had gone, including a hero who defeated the wielder of the Hougyoku. Why Zettairyoku Gakuen? It was inconspicuous. However, Souza had seen, in the otherwise empty establishment earlier, them being checked out by a student of similar height to the one now. That was incredibly suspicious. It had truly filled up very quickly as well, giving a good cover, if he had waited.

Souza ignored it at that point, and simply sat there as the others ate their food. "We have new exercises to commence when we return," he told them, informing them of their training regimen as a team once they returned to Shino, and not minding if the stranger listening heard and failed to understand the gist of what he was saying. "You've all grown sloppy this past week, and that won't do for competing against the fourth years or stronger in the discipline tournaments, nor will it do in the final examinations when each of us get to them." They had banded together to dominate Shino Academy. Souza was feeling that they were off the mark.

"Ehhh, but...there's this really cute girl in my cla-" Aoe began, only to be silenced by a stare from Souza. In particular, Souza's left eye focused in on Aoe with a shaking pupil, as if it were dilating rapidly. Aoe silenced himself, and Souza relaxed. Good, he wasn't going to have to show that he was serious. At least, not in this establishment. "As I said, the tournament will have very powerful contenders, including Saeki Kasumi'Oji and Jagger Kawada, the aces of their fifth year class." That should be the only time that something suspicious was said. Fifth year. High school only had four years. Well, Souza didn't care if this kid in the hood heard them anyway.

[Kazura Uzaki]

Ignoring the one dissension, and taking the advice of the kid who seemed to lead the rest, Kazura sat down in the booth. He quickly ate his noodles while he listened, and despite his unkempt appearance, he ate with grace and manners. He didn't even need a napkin after finishing the entirety of his bowl. Then he took a look at the gang of kids. With the exception of the horny one and the leader, they all looked to be about the same age, though the leader looked to be barely a middle schooler and the horny one looked to be a university student, though they all wore the uniform of one of the schools in the area. Not originally from Karakura Town, the Uzaki business man wouldn't remember the name of it off the top of his head, though it didn't matter much.

The mention of a fifth year of high school definitely caught the man's attention, though he didn't really show it, with his beard and sunglasses taking up most of his face and blocking facial expressions from being too obvious. The leader kid wrapped up giving them a motivational speech, probably for some finals for a class or something. It was then that Kazura interjected. "Yeah... you all should do your best in school. Else you turn out like me. I used to be the top of my class in high school, then hit University and couldn't keep up. It's a whole different game out there. Now I work with the circus, as a travelling performer. I've got a game that's fun to play if any of you are interested, and I won't even charge you for it. Call it thanks for the chair in this crowded place." Reaching into his pocket, Kazura pulled out a battery before placing it on the table.

Grabbing Souza's bowl, another empty bowl, and his own bowl, he set the battery in the middle of the table in front of him and placed a bowl over it, and the other two just overturned and empty on either side of the occupied bowl. "The goal is simple. I'll mix up the bowls, and you lift up the one that you think has the battery underneath. Sound like fun?" His hands didn't move very quickly, and he was no better at slight of hand than the random passerby, so what resulted was a fairly easy series of movements. Kazura tried to mix it up a bit, moving two of the bowls at the same time, but in the end, it would be pretty obvious to a focused player that it was in the bowl on Kazura's right. If the person playing, if anyone did play, were to select that bowl, lift it up, and grab the battery, that is when the fun would begin.

The battery would immediately kick on, pulling their reiatsu forcibly out of them. It would only take a measly 50 reiatsu, but the shock might be enough to disrupt the alignment of the Gigai, forcing the Shinigami out and having the Gigai body drop lifelessly to the table. Even if it didn't, the shock would most likely be enough to cause them to drop the battery, upon which Kazura would quickly scoop it up. If the student grabbing it had less than 200 Reiatsu strength, no one at the table but Kazura and that person would know what happened, right away, unless their Energy Sensory was trained on the tiny amount of reiatsu that now inhabited the battery. If the Shinigami's body had been forced out of the Gigai, immediately Kazura would know what race he was dealing with, and had quite a few choice words to use to spark a little thought. "The Soul Society is here in my town again? You guys really like it here... And I must really like you all, since I keep bumping into your kind. How about a little talk? You guys seem reasonable, much more in control of yourself than that dancing Squad 11 guy."

OOC: Sorry about the stats

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{stats}
Strength - [200 x.5 (100)] Points

Speed - [100] Points

Light Aura - [40] Points

Dark Aura - [60] Points

Instinct - [100] Points

Senses [100] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [200 (x.5) 100] Points


Total SP: [700] Points



Abilities


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[Analysis] {2}

[Pain Tolerance] {2}

[Strength of Will] {2}

[Crafting/Forging] {2}

[Krav Maga] {2}

[Learning] {2}

[Jujutsu] {2}

[Stealth] {1}

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{Items}
Item Name: Reiatsu Battery MK I
Item Type: Utility
Item Description: This small tube is the size of a D battery. If it had the proper markings, it would look exactly like a D battery, though this tube is just a plain piece of metal. The positive end is made out of metal with a reiatsu strength of 1, and the negative end is made out of ordinary metal. Inside is mostly empty, save for a reiatsu enhanced fan. This difference in reiatsu and the fan are what grant it the powers it has. The emptiness inside is perfect storage for raw reiatsu energy. When the positive end is pressed into any spiritual being, touching the skin, the fan kicks in and draws reiatsu out of the body. 50 reiatsu is deducted for contact, and that is the limit that it can store. This reiatsu is capable to be released in slow portions, much like a battery. When it is empty, it can be recharged by placing it against another being with spiritual energy. The reiatsu inside obviously has the Reiatsu Strength of the victim. The reiatsu inside these batteries isn't usable for techniques, only as fuel for other technology. The cap for this battery is 200 RS. Anything higher and the battery will lose the excess. The rest is merely released into the air with a hiss of steam as the air around the battery is charged with reiatsu. If the battery is cut open, the reiatsu will dissipate in that same hiss of steam. It won't be hot enough to harm anything, and the battery just falls apart and would not be useful as shrapnel. The amount of steam released is comparable to a small cup of boiling water that has just come out of a microwave.
Price: 1000 per (500 for Rich Boy)
Quantity: 5

Item Name: Suit MK IV
Item Type: Armor
Item Description:
This Suit maintains the same physical defense as before, being able to withstand and absorb 150 strength before the impact is felt by the wearer, but has also been equipped with a small cavity in the chest. A Reiatsu Battery can be plugged into it, which immediately activates the Reiatsu defense. The armor then becomes as durable as spiritual steel with a defensive value equal to the RS of the battery, and it deducts 5 reiatsu per post from the battery. This defense allows the armor to not be immediately destroyed by spiritual weapons, but has no real defense for reiatsu attacks. This is not similar to Hierro, in that it is a perfect defense at that specific Reiatsu Strength, it merely acts like an armor. It would take damage over time as weapons scratched and gouged it, and could easily break if enough strength or attacks were delivered in one spot. Alternatively, the user's own Reiatsu Strength can be channeled into this armor for 25 reiatsu a post, though it still doesn't act like Hierro.

This Suit has an extra ability. For up to two consecutive posts at a time, the wearer can mentally activate the cameras and projectors hidden and armored along the suit. If he is not wearing anything over the suit, then the cameras and projectors will pick up the environment around him and then adjust the image they project accordingly. As a result, the suit camouflages into any environment, effectively becoming invisible. It updates in real time too, so something moving behind him won't throw off the effect. However, it has some drawbacks. First, any electrical current that runs into him will short circuit the cameras for four posts, negating his invisibility until they recover. Also, any reiatsu attack that hits him does the same thing. He can, however, use up a battery to power the invisibility, in which only electricity can short circuit the invisibility. It deducts 25 reiatsu per post from the batteries. Once the invisibility has been used up or turned off, it needs to recover for a whole post of not using it, though a reiatsu battery can force it to start even if the cool down isn't ready. Doing this burns it out for the rest of the thread unless repaired.
Price: 20,000

Item Name: Helm MK III
Item Type: Armor
Item Description:
The typical mask of a vigilante, this mask is made to appear like Batman’s mask, though it has a mentally deployable gas mask. Built in are the Spirit Goggles Mk II. This version of the Spirit Goggles allows Kazura to see ghosts, and to gain a readout of their Spiritual Pressure and Reiatsu Strength at will. The Spirit Goggles MK II can also be used outside of the Helm due to their disguised nature. There is also an infrared and a heat sensing vision modes to the goggles now.

This helm has an extra ability. For up to two consecutive posts at a time, the wearer can mentally activate the cameras and projectors hidden and armored along the helm. If he is not wearing anything over the helm, then the cameras and projectors will pick up the environment around him and then adjust the image they project accordingly. As a result, the helm camouflages into any environment, effectively becoming invisible. It updates in real time too, so something moving behind him won't throw off the effect. However, it has some drawbacks. First, any electrical current that runs into him will short circuit the cameras for four posts, negating his invisibility until they recover. Also, any reiatsu attack that hits him does the same thing. He can, however, use up a battery to power the invisibility, in which only electricity can short circuit the invisibility. It deducts 25 reiatsu per post from the batteries. Once the invisibility has been used up or turned off, it needs to recover for a whole post of not using it, though a reiatsu battery can force it to start even if the cool down isn't ready. Doing this burns it out for the rest of the thread unless repaired. The eyes are always visible, even when the camouflage mode is turned on.
Price: 10,000

Item Name: Belt Mk II
Item Type: Storage
Item Description: At first glance, this is a simple silver belt with some packs and capsules on it, with an intake/exhaust port in the back. It’s actually a nice storage device that doubles as transportation. Ten capsules hang from it, each containing twenty meters of compressed tear gas. The packs on the side are connected to the exhaust port in the back as well as a few empty capsules. The front of the packs open up to reveal twin hook launchers and an incredibly powerful motor. These allow Kazura to grapple onto a surface, and then pull himself forward, aided by a push from the exhaust port. If he has things to catch onto, he can fly for 4 continuous posts, else he may have to wait and recharge before finding a new tall target. The movement device has a static max speed of 150. He can mentally control this now.

Item Name: Gauntlets MK IV
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description: A simple pair of black gauntlets, these gloves have metal tips and a small port in the back. When the wearer wills, those tips cause red plasma claws to emerge. The flaps in the side of the wrist, such as those found on airplanes, are on this model. When deployed, the wearer can eject two portions of air out of his arm storage to force his arm forwards at 200 stat speed. The port on the back has a dual nature. It feeds both into the Air Cannons and the Gauntlets. If the Gauntlet is draining from it, the plasma claws act like a spiritual weapon with the RS of the battery, and deduct ten reiatsu a post from the battery. It counts as Class 4 for clash purposes. Alternatively, the user can support the plasma claws with their own RS for 25 reiatsu a post.
Price: 10,000

Item Name: Air Cannons Mk III
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description:This air cannon expands upon the ability to create blasts of air by building up air pressure. Using the limited knowledge of matter compression that he has, the storage capacity of the cannons has increased to six portions. The added compression of air pressure has also increased the potency of the cannons to 150 strength. Additionally, compressing the air further can result in a "combined shot" By charging for a post, up to 3 shots can be released at one time, adding their strengths together for a maximum of 450 strength. The user can enter a thread with full air. If a Reiatsu Battery is placed into the Gauntlets, the Air Cannons can choose to fire out enhanced air blasts. They act like Sho, but are Class 4 for clash purposes. They have the RS of the battery, but still have the strength of the air. The cannons can fire 2 regular shots or 1 charged shot per battery. Alternatively, the user can use it to fire Air blasts at their own RS for 100 reiatsu.
Cost to Build: 10000

Item Name: Boots MK I
Item Type: Movement
Item Description:For when the 3D movement equipment in the Belt isn't enough, that's where the boots ocme in. These steel toed boots have vents built into the souls of the heel, and have shallow grooves to ensure that air can always get to the vents. These vents are much more controlled than the air cannons. They have two functions. The first is for fast movement. By expending three portions of air, Kazura can propel himself, or a single limb, at 200 stat speed for a maximum of twenty feet. The second function is for hovering. By consuming two portions of air per post, Kazura can hover in mid air. this model of the boots regains one portion per post, and can hold six portions at a time. Kazura enters a thread with full air storage.
Cost to Build: 5000

Item Name: Laser Bow MK II
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description: This bow is discreet, folding neatly into a stick that could fit into a tube of chapstick. It can be deployed at a moment's notice, unfolding into a futuristic looking black compound bow. It can fire normal arrows, but that is not the major power of the bow. When the string is drawn back with nothing notched, the bow can generate a red laser arrow if the user wills it to. This arrow can pierce anything that is not made of spiritual durability material, and moves at speeds depending on the user's strength. Someone with 200 strength can fully utilize the bow, and cause it to fire at 400 stat speed. Anything more than that only can cause it to fire at 400 stat speed. Below the 200 strength, the bow fires at a ratio of 2 speed per strength. It can fire one arrow per post, and needs to recharge the next post. The bow has a port that allows a Reiatsu Battery to be placed in. The arrows fired from the bow would have a Reiatsu Strength equal to the battery, though they fully discharge the battery in two shots. Other people can use this bow as a normal spiritual weapon in terms of piercing (not unlike a Quincy) and it costs 50 reiatsu per shot. For Clash purposes, this bow is considered Class 4
Price: 10,000

Item Name: Convert-A-Weapon
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description: A shiny, round metal sphere small enough to fit snugly in the palm of one's hand. It looks pretty dull yet futuristic at the same time. With a simple thought, this sphere transforms into any weapon that the user imagines. Any weapon that the user can imagine to be more exact. Get yours today.
Quantity: 2

Item Name:Spiritual Handcuffs MK I
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description: This ordinary looking set of handcuffs is made up of barely spiritual metal, and inside is a vacuum fan as well as an inequality in reiatsu. This functions much like the reiatsu batteries, but for a much different purpose. The smaller size of the storage area means that no reiatsu is actually lost when a spiritual being has been locked by them, however it does resonate with their own reiatsu strength and turns it against them. This model is capable of reaching a Reiatsu Strength of 200, like the Reiatsu Battery MK I. If the victim has superior RS than 200 by any margin, then they are easily able to break out. If not, then they must rely on physical force or skill to escape the lock, requiring superior strength to the reiatsu strength of the cuffs.
Price: 7500

[Souza Kuchiki]

Same song

When Souza stopped giving orders to his team, he was abruptly interrupted by the hooded man before he had a chance to finish, which greatly irritated Souza because who the hell sits at someone else's table and then interrupts them? No table manners...Or manners in general. "Yeah... you all should do your best in school. Else you turn out like me. I used to be the top of my class in high school, then hit University and couldn't keep up. It's a whole different game out there. Now I work with the circus, as a travelling performer."

Souza's stone cold eyes, and the bored expression on his face, were just two of many indicators of the number of fucks he gave. By the way, it was zero. I don't care at all...why are you telling us about your life? Souza could see that he was not the only annoyed or bored one. Kenpachi and Makise were also quite bored looking. Makise actually looked angry, and Kenpachi was obviously zoning out. His head was rested on his hand like a pillow, and his elbow was on the table. He was watching the outside through the window far away, watching it rain. Why the hell was this guy talking to them, again?

"I've got a game that's fun to play if any of you are interested, and I won't even charge you for it. Call it thanks for the chair in this crowded place." Why would we pay you to play a circus game? Why would we want to play a circus game? Souza was irritated. His team was being DGAF, this guy was annoying, and the rain did not help his mood at all. What the hell was this bullcrap? Such bullcrap...These people were all serious dolts. Souza didn't respond, and outwardly remained completely silent. Kenpachi shifted slightly in his chair, and quietly muttered, "Not interested..." Makise was about to reprimand the man, but Aoe stood up.

Aoe clapped, his eyes lit up, and a dumb smile illuminated his cheeks. "I want to play!" he exclaimed. After that, the man pulled out a battery. "The goal is simple. I'll mix up the bowls, and you lift up the one that you think has the battery underneath. Sound like fun?" Kenpachi looked over nonchalantly. "Are you kidding me?" he muttered. "Anyone can do that..." Souza was doubting very much that this person was a professional of any sort, and was starting to grow suspicious as well. There were strange people, for sure, in this world, but few in Japan of all places who would do something like this in such a stupid way. He seemed like a scam artist, if anything.

After the cups were rearranged, and still bouncy in his seat, Aoe picked up the cup and touched the battery, exclaiming, "Gotcha there! I win!" As he did, he stood up. Not the Gigai. Aoe. Aoe as a spiritual entity in white and red academy robes stood up, and the Gigai slumped forward onto the table. It took a moment for Aoe to get what had happened, and one for Souza and his other comrades to see it too. There was an instant change in the air around all of them as soon as it happened. "Oh..." Aoe murmured. "Crap." Crap was right. Souza was annoyed at Aoe for falling for such a stupid trick.

"Get back into your Gigai..." Souza ordered. Aoe complied, picking up the body, and holding it up so no that the movement of the thing looked natural as he tried to realign with it and merge. His spiritual form started to drain into the Gigai as Kazura spoke. "The Soul Society is here in my town again? You guys really like it here... And I must really like you all, since I keep bumping into your kind. How about a little talk? You guys seem reasonable, much more in control of yourself than that dancing Squad 11 guy." Souza's irritation had just peaked. The rudeness of this dolt was unforgivable. Such swine...what a stupid situation. Gah. Well, no choice.

"Boring..." Kenpachi cut in, speaking before anyone else could. He had not shifted his position, and appeared the only one unfazed by what had just happened. Kenpachi stood up, revealing his full height once again to them. At well over six feet, he was a stunningly tall, lanky figure. "I'm gonna use the toilet...this guy looks hella weak..." Kenpachi shuffled away from the table and toward the restrooms. The others had changed their attitudes much more than Kenpachi had. Aoe, finally back in his Gigai, looked embarrassed and said nothing. Makise however was glaring at Kazura, silent. Masato was leering stupidly at Kazura with a lecherous grin.

It was Souza who broke the silence, with a glare in the hooded man's direction using only one of his eyes. "You have some nerve to be asking for a conversation after such rude conduct," Souza told Kazura. "Didn't your parents ever teach you manners, you dolt?" It was only for a moment that anyone would feel Souza's aura deeply enough, as he made clear his irritation, to understand why he was the leader of The Five Prodigies. For only a second, they would understand that Souza's aura was so intense, he could smother them just by staring them down. There was some kind of pressure from being around him. For a second, his presence was sweat inducing.

"Disappear."

[Kazura Uzaki]

Everything was going according to plan. One of the hyper kids played the game with Kazura, and was shocked when the body slumped to the table and the ghost body stood up. To the rest of the restaurant, it would look as if the boy just fell unconscious or asleep. However, it was so busy that no one noticed. Kazura, however, had glasses on that let him see exactly what happened. As he snapped up the battery, the Shinigami stood up out of his body, revealing the traditional Japanese clothing and the sword belted on his side. Zanpakutou... The name was chilling, and the function even more unnerving. The power to rend souls from their body and send them into non-existence. Or so the man thought was their ability.

"Didn't your parents ever teach you manners, you dolt?" Without missing a beat, Kazura replied in a monotone voice, absolutely no positive emotion to it. "My parents are dead." It was obvious that this kid sitting cross legged on the bench was furious, absolutely exuding a sense of hatred and disgust. The Uzaki started to sweat, but he ignored it and continued to talk. "Yes. My parents are dead. I never knew my mother, and my father was always distant from me. But that's not what is important. What is important is that you all have those swords, Zanpakutou, and I need one. This world is full of evil that you guys keep stopping me from purging. I'm willing to pay for any of your swords. I can make it worth your while."

Wait what, was this guy serious? He had just offered to buy their Zanpakutou, part of their soul itself. To the students sitting around the table, they would probably be dumbfounded by the idea of selling their soul to a human. A human who looked weak and useless. "If you don't think that I'm worthy of your swords, why don't we take this conversation somewhere else and I can show you what I can do. I'm not as weak as bowl tipper over there believes." If any of the Shinigami agreed, Kazura would lead them out of the restaurant and into a seemingly random building. This building was Uzaki Enterprises, his corporation, and in the basement Kazura had a large open space where he could train his martial arts. Hopefully, one of them would take him up on his offer, else he'd need to get more creative.

[Souza Kuchiki]

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Souza did not much care to hear the life story of this stupid little dolt. He was irritating, and not the least bit polite. He was annoying. You'd think that even without parents, he would have learned in school what it meant to have actual, common decency. Having manners wasn't something that should be restricted to the nobility, though Souza often found that it was. This person was probably the most stupid human he had met so far, in his limited time with the mere humans. That was when an even stupider question was posed to them.

"You want...my Zanpakuto?" Souza asked incredulously. The very thought angered him. What kind of foolish Soul Reaper would give away his Zanpakuto? What kind of monstrously stupid abomination would ask for it? This guy...This guy was so absolutely stupid. No, he was worse than that. God...this guy...was stupid. It was making Souza very cranky to deal with someone like this. From the feel of Souza's reiatsu, everyone at the table went silent, even the smiley or horny ones. Despite being unorthodox in behavior, they all knew that to anger Souza was to indicate that the time for silence had arrived.

The human would learn this shortly. Kenpachi walked up to Souza again after that, with a bored and lazy expression on his face. "Yo, Souza," Kenpachi greeted. "I'm bored. I'm going home, alright?" He closed one eye to emphasize that he was most likely going to go sleep. "Sure, go," Souza allowed. Kenpachi turned to leave the establishment. As he was leaving, his eyes drifted to the side toward Kazura, and he grinned mockingly. Kenpachi's aura let loose only very momentarily, but it was suffocating and heavy. It was so powerful that even his teammates had trouble breathing around him with even that short, simple flux. Something about Kenpachi...was exceptional.

He left after that, and his aura disappeared before anything serious could happen. Souza kept on glaring at Kazura, however. This guy didn't deserve any sort of leniency for his stupidity and his rudeness. "My blade is worth far more than you could ever offer. Your life ten thousand times over would not amount to it," Souza said. "As is true of any of our Zanpakuto. A worthless life such as yours has no right even considering the purchase of a fragment of it." In fact, Souza was starting to grow even more annoyed just by looking at Kazura. Souza's right eye widened a bit, glaring at Kazura coldly.

Souza's eye changed there, and the whites of his eye turned black, while the rest became a milky white. His demonic looking eye continued to glare at Kazura, and so did the other eye, but the focus and intensity of that one single eye was so great that even Souza's comrades nearly recoiled from witnessing it. No, this fucking idiot wasn't going to get away with his rudeness. He could not stand for it. He was going to leave and never see them again, or he was going to discover that these blades which they all held were something beyond what he could, with his limited mortal existence, ever hope to understand.

[Kazura Uzaki]

One of them got bored and left, which was strange to Kazura, but he let it go. He was way more interested by the kid who acted like the leader of the pack. The one who got bored was obviously the most powerful. His aura that he let loose made the entire restaurant stifling. As like animals, most of the crowd filtered out of the room, leaving just the four Shinigami, Kazura, and the bartender. The two auras of Kenpachi and Souza had been enough to spook the common folk into wanting to get out of there, and if he wasn't so determined to get some answers, and maybe some loot, out of these kids, then the Uzaki would also have wanted to leave. However the biggest threat to the human's health left first, so that made him feel more comfortable. "You three should ask your little leader to leave too. He seems like he wants to take me on alone, since that's what it has come down to."

The anger from Souza was nearly tangible, and one of his eyes had become demonic. It was as if the organ had been run through a negative filter on Instagram or something like that. The whites of the eye had gone black, and the iris and pupil had gone white. Whatever was happening, this kid was furious, and it was obvious. Whether or not the three other students followed Kenpachi, Kazura would walk over to the restaurant keeper and whisper into his ear. The man quickly hustled into his backroom, and the sound of a locking door was evident. The doors of the restaurant were then locked, and the sign was flipped to closed. "You seem about ready to kill me, even though I'm no Hollow. Either I don't understand the job of the Shinigami, which is possible though I've had a few chats with your kind, or you don't understand that I'm just trying to save a few lives. Without one of those Zanpakutou, I can't keep my town safe without your kind popping up and getting angry at me. I will make that stop, in time."

Kazura drew his hood back and unzipped his hoodie, letting it fall to the floor. Underneath the jacket was a full body suit of impact resistant material. The six pack of abs was emphasized, as well as the muscular pectorals. The man looked to be in great shape, not at all appearing to be the lazy college student he had masqueraded as. His gloves fell away as red claws emerged from his hands. Raw energy, though refined and sharpened, was literally at his fingertips. "Maybe you will value your Zanpakutou more than the last guy, if it is worth more than my life. The last guy threw it around like he was a child with a fancy toy, stabbing it lazily into stone. You appear different, though I'll just have to see for myself. That fake body of yours, though, should probably go. Unless you plan to fight on my level..." It was merely assumed that a fight was about to break out. The tension in the room had grown too high, and if Kazura wasn't about to get what he needed, then he was at least going to test himself against this very different opponent.

[Souza Kuchiki]

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Souza closed his eyes momentarily, opening them back up again only after one had returned to normal. For this kind of a dolt, there was no need to use the eye yet. Souza stood up calmly, and his Gigai fell away as he did. It fell away as if it were merely a shed garment, and was caught by one of his allies. None of them left as Kenpachi had, and instead chose to stay and watch. They might even provide some commentary on the way, much to Souza's annoyance. Souza led Kazura out of the establishment, and out into the deserted streets. It had stopped raining, but only recently enough that no one was outside.

"You're lucky," Souza informed the mediocre human. Stupid, stupid little man... The others were filing out and managed to hop onto the rooftop of the restaurant to watch. "If Kenpachi had taken an interest in you, you would already be dead." He did not care to explain that the Soul Reapers were sufficient to keep the town safe, and he did not care to explain that the Zanpakuto, unique to the souls of their wielders, could not be tampered with by a mere human. He also was not planning on explaining how Konso worked or what it truly was, or that a Zanpakuto's functions only worked in the hands of a Soul Reaper. Many things were not explained.

"That's ironic..." Makise said. "What is?" Aoe asked. "He said Kenpachi would have already killed the human," Makise replied. "It's true, but it's ironic that Souza is saying it. Kenpachi is in a league of his own, but when it comes to strategic brilliance and using a sword, no one is on Souza's level. That's why he got into the academy at such a young age. He's an unparalleled genius of combat, unlike any other...And he has a temper to match it. He said that it's lucky that Kenpachi isn't the one fighting. I think that maybe it's the opposite...The human is in for a nasty fight against Souza..."

A cruel wind blew, much to Souza's annoyance, as he faced down the human. Ugh, that wind, though...How annoying. Souza drew his sword quietly. He didn't like to make a show of unsheathing his Zanpakuto. Despite all of the talk which had gone into the actual subject of the Zanpakuto, he didn't have any gloating to do when the time actually came to draw his sword. Souza looked down at his sword, and then looked up at Kazura. There was a surprising lack of a glint along the cold steel, with Souza taking a moment to analyze his opponent. It was about to be a very intense battle for Kazura, for Souza did not mess around.

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Souza suddenly disappeared in a blur. "He's fast!" Aoe exclaimed with a gasp. Souza was considerably faster than Kazura, and unlike most did not hold his speed back at the start of a battle the way one such as Irudai Izumi might. Souza appeared in front of Kazura very quickly, body diagonal to the human, well within Kazura's guard as well. His foot was twisting as he moved. He was ready to move out of the way, but his purpose was twofold. He had not just gotten into there to bait Kazura. He had also gotten in there so as to hurt the human as well. Souza's eyes were glaring daggers. Stupid fool...To face a Kuchiki was suicide here.

Souza's blade came in very quickly. It was lethal from the first blow, aimed to make an actual wound. The sharp end was coming for Kazura's chest from that diagonal position. In that positioning of bodies, Kazura would have some trouble retaliating or countering without moving himself. However, Souza had yet another purpose behind that positioning. He was positioned in such a way with his feet that to avoid tripping over them, if he moved away, Kazura would need to take a rather painstaking detour of movement. This was if he noticed those details, since Souza was so quick that it was possible he would not.

Either way, there was a high chance that by moving away, Kazura would sacrifice the stability and balance of his stance, and would fall onto the ground and leave himself open to a followup. Even if he did not, Souza still had that weapon coming at Kazura. A clean hit, or meeting of blade and flesh, would leave Kazura with a huge gash across his chest, and lots of blood flowing from the extremely sharp sword, so sharp in fact as to be capable of ending things in a single strike if it was allowed to touch skin, though Souza predicted that it would not do so here. His sword, however, was even sharp enough to cut other steel from inferior build swords, based on how it was forged.

The uniquely shaped black sword which did not resemble most other Zanpakuto made no glint because of color, and so had it been a battle at night, Kazura would have been extremely disadvantaged. As the blade approached, if Kazura saw the edge of the blade, it would appear to be the flat. It was a sort of optical illusion because of how truly sharp the sword was. There had to be some way to defend himself, and he probably had several, but it still meant nothing to Souza, who was there and ready to do whatever it took to put this stupid, rude little human back into his place. And the whole time, Souza was ready to make another move. He already had the plan in mind.

[Kazura Uzaki]

Before he could lock the door, the kid stopped him and ushered him outside. The other three Shinigami decided to stick around and either be his cheerleaders or maybe just the sports commentators, but for whatever reason, they were sticking out of the fight but still sticking around. Still with anger controlling him, the kid dashed forwards. Kazura noticed that his eye had reverted to normal when he molted from the other body, whether by accident or just a force of will. Either way, he looked pretty normal now, except that he was wielding a black steel blade and trying to kill a guy for wanting to do some business. His friends seemed impressed by his speed, but Kazura wasn't so wowed. "He's fast!"

"Meh..." Souza may have been fast, but Kazura had witnessed a Shinigami Vice Captain traveling at mach speeds with his flash step. Souza wasn't even using shunpo, and he was still less than half as fast as Kazuko was moving. Regardless, the Kuchiki was nearly twice as fast as Kazura. That wouldn't do at all. No, the human wasn't about to stand there and be swung at. He had his own way to replicate the step of the Shinigami. As Souza approached, it was pretty obvious that he was still too slow in comparison to the technology made by human hands. A jet of air spewed out of Kazura's feet, sending him backwards at a stat speed of 200, just exceeding the kid's speed. Skidding back twenty feet, Kazura had just enough time to reach into his belt.

A tube no bigger than chapstick jumped into the air, from which a bow unfolded. Still gliding backwards, the man grabbed his bow from midair and notched the string back. When he did so, an arrow made out of energy grew out of the main body of the bow and was fired into the air towards the charging Shinigami. It wasn't a difficult arrow to dodge, and there was no spiritual energy to it, but it would be able to cut through flesh with ease. A Zanpakutou it wouldn't cleave through, but that wouldn't be a permanent flaw to the weapon. "Before you go making conclusions, I'm not one of those stick in the mud Quincies. My bow is the work of talent, not some Spiritual Energy. I don't need that stuff."

Boots Air: 4/6 (-3 High Speed Movement, +1 regen)
Bow Recharge: 0/1

[Souza Kuchiki]

Souza saw the incoming arrow, and decided that it was annoying. He side stepped it during his approach, and continued forward toward Kazura. Why should he stop there with just one movement, anyway? What a stupid concept...Stopping just like that. The attacks and combat should be fluid, anyway. He had seen the human use some kind of air propulsion or reiatsu burst to fly away. It wasn't a Fullbring, though. It lacked the reiatsu burst and the characteristic green flash of an activation. What kind of power was it? Whatever it was, Souza found that it was actually quite weak, so he didn't think that it would pose any kind of challenge to him. If he went all out, then it really would just be too weak to actually do anything to him or resist him.

Moving forwards, Souza, blade in the air and in one hand, reached Kazura again. He had gone to the side, and approached in such a way as to be cautiously able to dodge any more incoming arrows, or else cut them out of the air...of course something easy like cutting arrows out of air would be expected of the Honorable Heir of the Esteemed Kuchiki Family...or some stupid thing like that...arrogance, aristocracy, elitism, and stupidity so to speak. "Nice dodge!" Aoe exclaimed as Souza made what was actually an easy, effortless, even unimpressive dodge. How irritating...His friend had complimented something so easy, so mundane, and so trivial...It was actually a bit disgusting to be complimented so often.

"A Quincy would have had better aim and a far more powerful attack..." Souza retorted to Kazura, recalling the details of reports which he had read about the Vandenreich, whose power supposedly was on a whole other level from any other kind of opponent that he had encountered. However, since Souza had actually never encountered a Quincy, it did not make any difference to him. All that made any difference was what he could do here and now, in the present rather than the future, in order to beat down whom he was facing. It was going to be pretty standard work, like a light weight spar, actually. Usually that was what these things turned out to be, anyway.

Souza arrived at Kazura and slashed again. He was delivering a similar slash to the first time. He might have missed during the first time, but he had not been let down, and with almost identical motions had arrived and was there to slash yet again. If this slash hit, Souza was confident that his sword should be able to cut into Kazura's body and leave a huge slash on his opponent which would turn into a permanent scar, assuming that he let the human live. If the human did live, it would still be at the cost of a lot of blood from the slash. That was what Souza was feeling from it, anyway. It was supposed to be standard and all, after all, right?

"Souza has yet to start trying..." Makise noted. "How do you mean?" Aoe asked, clearly the most impressed out of anyone at Souza's display of talents, though he had also earlier shown a face of remark and surprise when Kazura had used some kind of power to evade a move as efficient as Souza's. "Souza plays with his food," Makise replied. "He does not instantly terminate things. If he did, then he would have pressured this human far more as soon as the fight started. Do you remember opponents after being in the ring with Souza? Of course you should. When trying, he doesn't seem to be anything special, but to his opponents...he is a monster. Anyone that leaves the ring with Souza does so exhausted and covered in sweat. Fighting him, even when winning, but just fighting him, has always been an exhausting and stressful exercise."

[Kazura Uzaki]

The arrow was useless, as usual, for damaging purposes, but it did effectively cause Souza to dodge. Folding the bow up while sliding to a stop, Kazura taunted his charging opponent. "You're not so tough, Shinigami, if you dodge a simple arrow that doesn't even have any real threat behind it. It's just a laser." Souza again moved close up to Kazura, and once again the man felt pressured by the speed of the Shinigami noble. The Shinigami was fast, too fast, and the boots would only last for so long. So instead of running away, Kazura chose to change tactics and press his opponent backwards.

Firing air out of his arm and one of his feet, he closed the distance between himself and the Kuchiki and got within the swordsman's guard, grabbing at his arm. His body sped forwards just slightly faster than Souza, and Kazura's expertise in hand to hand combat, including Juijutsu and Krav Maga would allow him to execute his defense flawlessly even at the boosted speed. He grabbed at Souza's wrist, using his strength advantage to hold the arm back, while counter attacking at the same time.

Out of the tips of his hands that were wrapped around the Shinigami's wrist emerged a red laser similar to the bow. The plasma would cut through the flesh of the noble, but it would be superficial. Kazura couldn't get a good grip and point his fingertips directly into the wrist, so for now he was content to just cause some small cuts in the arm as he continued his attack. From his belt shot two barbed cables, and if Souza had no way of both freeing his arm from the man's grip and getting away, his abdomen would be pierced by the two cables shooting straight through his flesh.

Trying to ignore the chatting Shinigami behind him, the human couldn't ignore the message that was being communicated. His opponent was playing with him, and he could already feel the pressure that the swordsman was putting on him. He continually had to rely on his technology to even get to Souza's level. This constant high level of combat would tire him quickly if he wasn't careful. "What now, Shinigami? Will you use your magic against me, or will we continue to fight like this?" So far, Kazura hadn't learned anything new about Shinigami, except for the existence of the bodies they wear like a shell, so he attempted to goad information about their magic from the noble by taunting him.

Right Arm Air: 5/6 (-2 High Speed Movement, +1 Regen)
Boots Air: 5/6 (+1 regen)
Bow Recharge: Complete

[Souza Kuchiki]

Souza was someone who did the Kuchiki family proud, and he knew it too. So they said that Sozen was some kind of master analyst and that his battle expertise was unmatched by that of any Kuchiki within the last three thousand years. So Souza's father was that great. So Sozen Kuchiki was a lot to live up to, as apparently the greatest Kuchiki in three thousand years, and the most successful Head of the family ever to live. So. Freaking. What? Souza Kuchiki himself was still better than the average Soul Reaper, and some stupid human with stupid gadgets was not going to take that from him. The arrogance of any human in defying the heir of the Kuchiki family was infuriating, and Souza would have no pity for this human afterwards.

With the skills necessary to excel in battle, Souza knew that one day, he would surpass his father. After all, Souza was a prodigy unlike any other. Souza saw his opponent's arm accelerate to be faster than himself, similar to the Shunpo Karin technique that the Kuchiki heir had seen displayed by some of the higher level Soul Reapers. It wasn't all that fast, though, and Souza had a counter to it. It just so happened that as he arrived to slash at Kazura, since he'd had to run to get there, his foot happened to have been coming down while he was slashing. His foot touched the ground just as Kazura attempted to grab him. Just like that, Souza used Shunpo to disappear completely, evading his opponent's grab.

His Shunpo was faster than anything that the stupid human had, obviously, and Souza was able to easily escape. However, Souza had still been slashing while doing that, and so his blade was held outwards, extended like a wing as he flew past Kazura, and managed to evade the grab, the laser, and get around twenty meters away. Since he had to duck under and move past Kazura to escape while using Shunpo, Souza would actually have an extended blade coming out toward Kazura's mid section. If Kazura had no way of defending himself, and lord of all things knew that the stupid human had no way of actually dodging, then Souza's blade would cut clean into Kazura's mid-section just above the hips, and leave a deep gash with plenty of blood.

Souza appeared twenty meters behind Kazura, whether or not the slash managed to cut into Kazura. Souza turned around, and his eyes continued to refocus on his opponent. Once Kazura turned around, he might begin to experience what Souza's comrades had been talking about. Souza's eyes never stopped observing. They appeared to be unblinking, though they were not unblinking, and more importantly, it would always feel as if Souza was watching. There were no moments when he was not watching, and therefore there would be pressure just from fighting him. The pressure came not from the combat, but the observation, as if no move could be made without Souza taking advantage of even the slightest error in that move.

"Spells...?" Souza asked the stupid human. "Don't be ridiculous...If I use that, you'll die before I obtain any enjoyment out of this..."

Souza's Remaining Reiatsu: 950/1000 Reiatsu

[Kazura Uzaki]

The cold steel sliced through Kazura's body, severing flesh just above the hips but not going deep enough to hit vital organs. Thankfully. The man let out a small grunt as the sword cut into him and he lost blood in the slash, but he had felt worse. His Pain Tolerance was at the height of what most normal humans could train their body to, and his stubbornness was strong. Still leaving his claws extended, he delicately pressed them onto the wound, cauterizing the gash and stopping the bleeding. It would sting, yes, but it wasn't so bad that Kazura would be left crying out in pain. He deftly cauterized the armor as well. It was crude, but it was better than having a big open gash.

His advantage had been shattered. He was slower, weaker, and his armor was shredded like it was nothing. It was that blasted Zanpakutou. It was time to field test his equipment in the only way he could. Digging back into his pouch, he grabbed the battery that Aoe had touched earlier. With this, he could protect himself. With this, he'd be unstoppable. He also slipped into a different pouch, grabbing his helmet. He'd need this too. As he turned to face Souza, who was gloating in his noble superiority, the slight twinge of pain was visible on his face, but only for a moment as he quickly recovered.

"Bet you can't do that again..." With that, Kazura slammed the battery into his chest. It went in all the way and locked in and immediately started to draw reiatsu from it. His armor was now strengthened to an actual spiritual durability, rather than being just made up of human materials. Aoe’s reiatsu strength had been potent, and would be more than powerful enough to keep Souza’s blade from penetrating, for a small amount of time. I only have a few minutes… better make them count. He’s too fast with his high speed movement to rush, so I’ll have to just be smarter, not faster.

Four of the claws retracted, leaving just the middle finger as Kazura flipped the Shinigami off in an offensive taunt. As the rest of the claws extended again, the palm started to glow softly. The man knew that his opponent was smart, and would probably not react to such a barbaric set of taunts. But he was also a kid, in appearance, and a noble at that. He might be offended enough to blindly charge at Kazura again, upon which the trap he had laid would be sprung. Kazura hadn’t shown off this piece of his technology to Souza yet, but his palms could fire out blasts of air, and he was charging for a bigger than usual blast.

Right Arm Air: 6/6 (+1 regen)
Boots Air: 6/6 (+1 regen)
Battery's Reiatsu: 45/50 (-5 Reinforce Armor)