Employees with the Employer [Closed, Joint Training]

[Kazura Uzaki]

Iwamichi was completely wrong. She expected to see a look of disappointment on Kazura's face as she slipped and fell, but that was far from the truth. As she quickly jumped onto the staff weapon, flinging it into Kazura's face, at first he was mildly surprised at the sudden existence of wood in his face. He had a high tolerance to pain, sure, but no one like to be hit in the face when they expected to be striking another person. He contemplated for a moment just what that meant.

Kazura's analysis had failed. He had expected his opponent to do the logical thing and block the attack, from there he would transition to a more complex movement, but she hadn't done what he had expected. Instead, she turned his attack into an attack of her own, in a surprising way, and though she fell because of a bad circumstance, that was only because there just wasn't a lot of room. Not to mention this wasn't exactly her area of expertise. Kazura had seen her shape an entire room to her whim. Later on both of the Fullbringers would be at her mercy if given the proper scenario.

Rather than a face of disappointment and disgust, Kazura had a face of approval and surprise. He was proud of her work, and now that she knew an area where she needed a bit of work, she could train that on her own and improve. He took just a few seconds to let that approval of his employee sink in before he turned to John. "This ends now." With a flick of his wrist and a mental command, Kazura had a machine toss him a pair of metal gauntlets.

That gauntlet wasn't just an ordinary weapon. Inside was hollow, and full of compressed air. Kazura pointed his now gloved hand at John, and mentally willed the weapon to fire. A compressed ball of air shot out, and while it didn't have nearly the pushing strength that John had, it wasn't aimed to contend with the strong fullbringer. All it had to do was take out the wooden pole he was standing on. The wood would break apart and John would go crashing down to the ground.

As he did this, the second gauntlet started to glow. It wasn't aimed anywhere, it just started to glow and hum. If John had fallen, Kazura would have smiled and talked to both of his employees. "No reiatsu used. Just the power of science. Sometimes you need to look at the rules a little more... loosely. I followed the letter of the rules, while still retaining control." Kazura was about to make a big speech, it seemed. He was in soap box mode, as if he was a preacher on the side of the road, standing on his box to be heard. "Here at Uzaki Enterprises, we are to follow the laws while retaining control."

But just what did he mean by that? He was about to explain. "The Shinigami tell us that we cannot hunt Hollows. In fact, they hunt us down when we do. So, we don't hunt the hollows. Yet. I've been trying to gather brilliant minds to help science win over the beasts." Kazura gestured to Iwamichi, who by now should definitely be on her feet and regaining her serious composure. "I'm going to need scouts, who can seek out recruits and bring them to our cause, while keeping tabs on the earth." And then he pointed to John, in whatever state the teen was. "And I'm going to need strong bodies to protect us."

Still standing atop his pole, Kazura continued his speech. "I believe that if humanity and the other occupants of the Earth can group together under one banner, we may unlock the secrets that will put us on par with the Shinigami. That is my desire for this company." It was a pretty noble goal in its own right, but Kazura realized that John and Iwamichi might not have the same ideals as he did. "Whether you follow my desire or not, you will be paid for any work you may do to help out. Whether that is hunting down hollows or exterminating threats, or building things for our arsenal, it matters not. All help is appreciated. John and Iwa could respond to his speech in whatever way they wanted, or if John had a way of avoiding the air blast he could also proceed to continue the game. Regardless, Kazura would pause a moment before introducing the next game, in case the other two wanted a chance to speak.

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai watched as his fellow human knocked the blue-haired girl off the pillar. She certainly acted like one of the heretics. She was prideful to a fault, deciding to simply clam up instead of saying anything in response. No, 'good job', or, 'I'll beat you next time'. No, nothing of the sort. Instead, she walked over to a wall, and waited. Although, the fact that she laughed at smacking him in the face told him that the girl had potential to not be a stick in the mud. That, or she was a witch. He couldn't dwell further on the subject, because Kazura decided to turn his attention to him.

Kitai had been so sure in his plan. No one had any sort of ranged weapons other than him, with his few beer cans. He was able to break the few areas they were able to stand on. He had made it so that, if someone had come to attack him, he could counter them, simply by jumping. His plan was fool proof! Unfortunately for the young human, he hadn't accounted for one thing; Kazura borderline cheating! The fact that he himself would have done the same thing made no difference to him.

Kitai could only stare in shock at what the rich boy had pulled out. All the voices in in head quieted, stunned into silence from the fact Kazura pulled out a move so underhanded, it made Kitai want to cry. He stopped shaking the object in his hands, and slumped his shoulders, seemingly in defeat. Before the attack went off, Kitai yelled out in protest. "[smear:ff0000]YOU CHEATING MOTHER ******! I'M SO GONNA TEAR YOU A NEW ONE![/smear:ff00ff]" His voice came out distorted, as if two people were talking at the same time.

Kitai lept upwards almost flying towards the ceiling with an angry snarl replacing the previous grin he just had. Holding his hands up, so he wouldn't smash against the ceiling as the rich boy's air cannon ripped through the wooden pillar. Kitai leaned forwards, towards Kazura, and sprung off the ceiling, intent on hitting the human with a flying kick. He also threw two beer cans at the other pillar, aiming to power through the air blast, and break the last support with extremely strong cans. His kick, and the cans, were moving at about 100 speed, with 380 strength backing them.

[Iwamichi Saeke]

What Kazura's next move was surprised Iwa a good deal. She hadn't expected to take the rules so -loosely-. However, this made her like the human more; he wasn't concerned with frivolous ideas like honor or respect. When it got down to it, he would win, and that made him strong. She had thoughts of John's terrible defeat. The look on his face would be even worse than Iwa's as he went down to the ground - hurt, surprised, and angry. Although unexpected, she soon realized that the attack wasn't a guaranteed win. It shot straight through the pillar; however, because it didn't hit John's person in any way, he was able to dodge that. At first, she thought, "Who cares? He'll fall back down." But, she was forgetting this guy's strength.

John was now enraged, furious that Kazura would even attempt such a stunt. Although, Iwa was pretty sure John didn't care much about the rules either. He felt victimized, self-pity, so naturally he responded in such a way. Glowing red, his eyes danced with thoughts of revenge and blood. This human wasn't just crazy, he was pretty dangerous when upset. As much as Iwa would like to jump in, she figured that Kazura got himself into this mess - so he should be the one to get out of it. If he got hurt, it would make training a little less fun for all three probably. Kazura would be upset and disgruntled, John would be distrustful of everybody (maybe punch his way out of the building as well), and Iwa would be the only serious and sane one left.

John pushed off the ceiling with his hands to hurl himself toward Kazura. It was an interesting maneuver - one done not from rational planning but pure emotion. She wondered how he could do that; she had worked her whole life to clear herself of unnecessary emotions and use logic on the battlefield, and all he had to do was get angry. Still, using brute force didn't always work. That was pretty much his whole strategy, over and over again. Would Kazura just blast him with another shot of air? She looked again and saw his other gauntlet. It was charging with a familiar yellow glow. Then, Iwa knew just what he might do next.

Iwa was getting tired of just sitting next to the wall and watching. Yes, she like observing people, but she figured she knew enough about these two now. Now that she wasn't fighting, she was getting too bored and impatient. What if she messed things up a bit? It wasn't normally in her nature, but... Ugh, that crazy freak's aura must be messing with her head. Iwa relaxed herself and removed those unnatural thoughts in her head. Sitting, she decided to ignore the present situation. Although she had some idea of the outcome, she didn't care about seeing it through anymore. She crossed her legs and took her stance of meditation. Breathe: in and out. Her mind cleared and the sounds of the battle drifted away...

[Kazura Uzaki]

Kazura expected John to be furious, however he didn't expect the carnage that would follow from his actions. The pole that the teen had been standing on shattered as the air blast hit it, and in rage John through beer cans at the empty one Iwamichi had fallen off of, breaking that one too. There was only one pole left, and Kazura was currently standing on it. However, an incredibly tall hulk of muscle was hurtling at his head. "I figured that you'd do this..."

The hand that held the glowing gauntlet snapped forwards, and a burst of air shot out that was much much stronger than the one before it. Kazura had charged this gauntlet to full power, taking in more air and compressing it to the point where the blast that would strike John in the chest was stronger than the Fullbringer by a fair margin. The 450 strength blast would send him skidding backwards along the ground, and while it would hurt, with John's natural strength it wasn't nearly enough force to cause painful injuries.

With John's outburst of rage hopefully calmed by the show of force, Kazura would either have to continue onto the next scenario calmly, or if John hadn't calmed down, the employer would have to do something else a bit more impacting. He hoped that it wouldn't come to that, however, he continued to talk. "Let us try and calm down the tensions. I mean you no harm, as this is just a friendly training session. If you'd like to continue, the next phase of training I have planned involves working with my machinery, if that tickles your fancy." Kazura had hoped that he could pique their interests with the talk of the next scenario.

Kazura snapped his fingers and three tables emerged from the ground. While he was doing that, he muttered a few words and disappeared through a dark portal that closed behind him. "Dākugēto ga shira rete inai mono ni tsūro o hiraki, natte mimashou" He was only gone a second, before he returned carrying three rusty swords. He placed one on each table alongside the other random odds and ends that were there. "The goal of this task is to take the sword, as well as the equipment provided, and either form a set of weapons using what is given, or make new weapons. For example, if you have no idea how to build things, just practice in getting used to how the given weapons work, else you can fashion your own weapons out of the parts provided." It should be pretty obvious to the other two that Kazura had the advantage in this scenario.

Because Kazura was already good at crafting, and had already designed these things, he gave himself a handicap. While everyone else's tables contained one of each piece of equipment he had ever designed, he limited himself by excluding his most recent models. This prevented him from having any access to the most advanced models. As a result, he could still make things, but they had the potential of being weaker than the other two employees equipment, even if they just used the basic models without changing anything.

Anything on this list is on your table

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai felt rage, pure and simple. He wanted to throttle the rich boy. After taking a heavy shot to the gut, he was thrown to the ground, hard. He felt pain in his torso, sweet, blunt force trauma. The man's grin returned at the feeling, and he shuttered. Lying there for about half a minute, he relished in the pain, enjoying the moment. Sadly, the moment ended far too quickly for his liking. Getting up slowly, he was preparing to attack Kazura again, before he felt a tug at the back of his mind.

"[smear:ff0000]Oh, you have got to be kidding me....[/smear:c0c0c0]"He said to himself, quiet enough not to be heard by the other two occupants. Now standing at his full height, a charming grin spread across his face. He casually brushed himself off, and slicked his hair back, revealing his full face. He walked over to were the green poles once stood, and retrieved his hat, brushing it off as well. He returned it to its rightful place upon his head.

Walking over to the desk of toys, he gained an odd gleam in his eyes. He watched as the rich boy said some magic hullabaloo, and vanished through a portal. He came back not a moment later with three rusty swords. He listened casually at the mans words, simply looking at the weapons with distaste. After taking one of the swords from Kazura, he examined it closer. The blade looked pretty much harmless. With all the rust covering this, he doubt it could even scratch wood. This irritated him greatly. "Ugh, these blades are all rubbish!" A very different sounding Kitai told him.

This however, was not Kitai. This was 'Jack', one of the other voices in his head. 'Jack', was one of the calmer ones, but man did he get annoying. He loves hearing himself speak, and was very prideful of his appearance, and accomplishments. This is why he his generally forced to keep quiet in his head. But, sadly, that doesn't keep him quiet for long. Jack sees it as, 'them being unable to handle too much of me, huhuhuhuh'. The annoying laugh is the other reason.

"Honestly, I don't care your reasons, but to bother to keep these, is just atrocious." He turns around, and walks towards a table with his nose in the air, leaving a very negative aura in his wake. Upon reaching the table, he began looking over every little weapon, armor, and gadget. There was almost three of everything on the table, aside from the guns, which there was only two of. "OH my, these on the other hand, might just be worth how much you paid for them." He said, sounding almost impressed. "Although I probably would have gotten them cheaper." Commenting snidely, never losing his seemingly charming smirk.

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Finally, the battle concluded - inevitably too. John was hit with that blast of air, and although Iwa would have liked to see it do a little more damage, she was satisfied with the result. Kazura tried to calm him down with words; she didn't think that would be effective at all. But, she was proven wrong. It was eerie how calm John became and so quickly. It was like nothing ever happened. His grin came back and he even stopped to replace his hat on his head. Iwa studied him again. He must have an extreme case of schizophrenia or multiple personality disorder. This made him a little more interesting because she wanted to know just how many sides this guy could show her.

Kazura quickly concluded that round, even though he won, and moved on to the next. He produced three tables of tools out of nowhere, essentially. She couldn't understand any of his odd incantations, but she figured she didn't have to. She just needed to focus on the task. That, however, proved to be easier said than done. Iwa had no skill in making things, neither did she want to use any of Kazura's petty toys. She had her own power, which was enough. By the twinkle in John's eyes, she could see that he was way more suited to this task than her. If she knew that there was no way for her to win, why should she try? Now that she had already lost once (in an area where she thought she had the best chance) she didn't want that to happen again.

Iwa sat down on the table and cracked her knuckles repeatedly. This was worthless; she wasn't going to be a part of it. "Listen, Kazura. I know this is not my area of expertise but both you and John seem highly skilled. I don't see the need to train what I won't ever use. Your gadgets don't necessarily interest me. I have to focus on strengthening myself and my Bakkoto, not with the use of...machines. I think I'll sit this one out." Whether Kazura approved of this or not, she had no desire to do this test. Let the big dogs fight it out. Then, once the time arrived, she would dominate them all with what SHE did best. Iwa continued to crack her knuckles - it was what she did when she was bored.

[Kazura Uzaki]

John's voice changed to a much calmer personality after being defeated, which prompted a question from Kazura after he delivered his short speech. "Morning. By what name should we call you?" He was already familiar with Kitai's different voices having different names for themselves, so he decided to just up and break the ice of a new personality emerging and get right to business. He was a business man after all, so he was good at getting inside the emotions of people and figuring out how they tick. Made it easier to get them to buy things.

While Kazura hadn't been disappointed in Iwamichi when she fell first from the balance exercise, he was quite disappointed when he saw her give up without trying the equipment. "That equipment has served me fine as is, so there's no reason for it to not assist you in the same manner. But it is your choice, after all." He turned from the Rogue to his own table, which was less cluttered than the other two. He knew that he had a disadvantage, but he couldn't allow Iwamichi to ruin the fun that he planned to have. If she wasn't going to participate, she wasn't going to participate.

Kazura, however, was very interested in what the Rogue had let slip casually. He now knew the name of the parasite behind her eye patch. Her sword and parasite, together probably, were known as a Bakkoto. This was her release weapon, and while it differed from a Zanpakutou of the Shinigami, it was definitely an interesting specimen in and of itself. When they had sparred in Paris, Kazura had seen it control Earth and Air freely at her command, and Kazura wasn't quite sure that it was all she was capable of. Only time would tell.

Kazura noted that the new personality of Kitai's was unimpressed by the rusty weapon given to him. Kazura could only chuckle. "You'd be surprised at that sword. It may seem rusty, but that is because it is extremely old. It has latent reiatsu in it, as if it used to be wielded by a being who carried reiatsu infused swords. It may have even been wielded by a now dead Shinigami. It is only fitting that we take what was not good enough to keep them alive, and make it into something greater." This new persona was... a bit monotone, and extremely self centered it seemed, but Kazura wasn't put off by it. He made a passing remark about the comments made about his equipment, and went back to gazing over his table for inspiration. "I made all of this with my own hands."

Whether or not Kitai started working with the equipment and tools provided, Kazura got inspiration from his two employees and their abilities, and wanted to try and match what they had been capable of using the equipment provided. His two suits were of the inferior models, and though they could absorb a bit of strength, the other fullbringer had already demonstrated a level of strength considerably surpassing their ability to absorb. So, Kazura would have to wear the most advanced model he had access to, the MK II, but the MK I would have to be taken apart for its scrap.

The belt was the only piece of equipment on the table that Kazura had access to the latest version of, since there only was one version. The cable firing system could be very useful, as could the cable and barbed prong itself. The empty capsules could also prove to be quite useful. Kazura's laser bow had no ability to damage spiritual materials like the swords that the group was using, so it wasn't going to be as effective in the long run, but Kazura could think of some uses for plasma cutting tools...

His gauntlets also had five pairs of plasma cutting blade generators, as well as the air storage and exhaust system, which could come in handy. The air cannons that actually forced out the air were the most important piece of the equipment, and Kazura was happy to see that the combined shot function was still available to him. Moving onto the gun, Kazura cursed himself for setting up this handicap, because he didn't get to use the cool burst feature of the UE2, since he only supplied himself with the UE1.

Still half listening to what Iwamichi and Kitai would say to him and each other, Kazura started to focus on his crafting. He took up the old asauchi and immediately began to polish and sharpen it using tools from the toolbox at the side of his table. When that was all polished up, he began to get to work on it. He wanted the sword to be the centerpiece of his outfitting for this phase of the training exercises, whether or not he had exceptional skill in swords. Which he didn't.

He carved a shallow groove into the side of the blade itself and hollowed out the hilt, fashioning the weapon to be able to intake and store air. It definitely had a reduced amount of air capacity as the hilt wasn't capable of holding as much as the whole set of gauntlets did, but Kazura was interested to see how having a limited amount of ammunition affected him in battle. But could the inventor really stop there when all he did was give it a blast of air?

No, he had to go bigger if this was going to be the central weapon he chose to use. He took apart the laser bow carefully, avoiding breaking the vital laser components. The string was just for show anyways, so he fashioned those components to the pommel oEf the sword, giving it a laser arrow attack from the bottom of the hilt at Kazura's will. But why stop there? He could definitely add more functions to this weapon that was already becoming an amalgam of parts.

For absolutely no reason at all that he could understand, he decided that he wanted to place the key firearm components as an additional attachment to the hilt. He couldn't think of why he hadn't thought of it in the first place, so he pulled off the laser firing attachment to extend the hilt using some of the scrap metal from the MK I suit. Extending the hilt allowed Kazura to store the firearm magazine inside, also making the weapon look really silly.

When the sword was held upright, the gun was upside down, and when the sword was held with the finger on the trigger, the sword was dangling uselessly towards the ground. It was silly, but Kazura hoped that it would be functional. He took apart the belt to access the cable launchers and mental will devices, and fit it into the gun, allowing the firearm to shoot a barbed cable or a bullet at mental will from Kazura. All of this lead to an extremely silly weapon.

Kazura pondered making a shield out of the remaining scrap of the MK I suit, but couldn't do it because he wanted at least one arm open to perform his martial arts if necessary. Also, he wasn't entirely comfortable wielding this monstrosity of a sword in one hand either. So, Kazura's final outfit entailed a suit that could absorb a little bit of strength, gauntlets that were good for armor alone as their guts were pulled out, and a high tech, extremely goofy sword. It may have too many functions, but Kazura was happy with it.

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{Sword's specs}

This sword is completely silly, I know. But it has the following functions.

It can fire out a 150 strength slash of air, or charge 2/3 portions of air for a 300/450 strength blast. It can hold 3 portions of air, and regens 1 per post. Charging takes an entire post.

Underneath the hilt is the UE1 gun, with 600 speed and 300 strength bullets. It has a magazine of 10 bullets, and is a huge pain to reload, the two hilts needing to separate before the next magazine can be reloaded. Kazura has the original magazine plus one extra. It is capable of firing and retracting a barb-tipped cable with a max length of 20 yards.

The laser bow attachment is on the bottom of the gun barrel, capable of firing one laser arrow in a post, then needing the next post to recharge.

[Kitai Yoru]

The man rolled his eyes at his 'employer', and since his hair had been slicked back, you could actually see it. "Hmph, and here I thought you were knowledgeable." He said as he crossed his arms with his nose in the air. Then he laughed a cruel, mirthless laugh. It wasn't a happy laugh, obviously. The laugh was one meant to hurt another, it was a laugh used to try and make another feel inferior. "Actually that's a lie, I never thought that. The name's Jack, or, as you can already tell, the greatest man you could ever hope to be." He said, holding his chin with his eyes closed, in a pose that screamed arrogance.

" Not that you'll ever catch up to me shorty." He said pointedly at the rich boy, trying to get under his skin. He began to start working with the things at the table. "Oh wow, these are actually some pretty well made devices." He said nodding his head at the tech lying on the table. "Not as good as anything I could make though, but pretty decent for some guy that bothers to keep old garbage left around from dead heretics. Kinda like that blue haired twat over in the corner there." He said, looking at the rouge by the wall. His grin had changed from being semi-charming, to that cruel, 'I'm better than you'll ever be' smirk that only the wealthy have.

Deciding to cut the chatter, he finally got to work with the things on the table. He thoroughly inspected every last device on the table. There were four things that mainly caught his attention. The first was the MK III suit. It seemed that the armor had been modeled after something from a comic. There was even a reiatsu battery that could be used to charge the thing. While this might have been useful to some people, the armor would go against his fighting style. So, he decided to make use of it's parts. Taking the battery from the armor, he put it aside. With the armor deactivated, re proceeded to remove the arms and legs from it, and put those aside as well.

The second piece of tech that caught his eye was the laser bow MK II. The sneaky bow was hidden as a tube of chap stick, practically making his do a double take. Picking up the tube and fiddling with it for a minute, the weapon finally revealed itself. The ends of the bow shot outward, nearly clipping him in the face. Chuckling in delight, he decided to test it. Pulling back the string, he looked around slowly, trying to find a target. He noticed Iwa, and grinned maliciously. As he pulled back the bow, a bright red arrow was generated onto the string, giving him something to fire. Aiming the weapon in her direction, he fired the bow. An arrow of energy flew towards her at 400 speed, due to his strength. He wasn't at all good with a bow, so instead of hitting her, the arrow veered to her left, striking the wall a couple of feet to her left, letting out a flare of light as it struck the wall, before pricing it.

The arrow actually startled the freak, as it didn't just fly through the wall. No, it flew through the wall, the one behind that one, and deep into the earth. The hold that the arrow created smoked slightly. Holding the bow in his right hand, he seemed to have the decincy to look sheepish. "Sorry about that, I was trying to hit your head. I guess I can't be the best at everything, hmm?" Or not.... He told her, not really caring anymore at that poinht. Carefully picking apart the area that actually shot the energy, he mentally thanked Kazura for giving them an array of tools to work with.

After putting that bit next to the others, he examined the last thing that caught his attention. The belt MK I. "Honestly, it's like you're trying to be some kind of super hero or something. A utility belt? Really?" He laughed that same, mirthless laugh used to degrade others. Examining the belt like he did the bow and armor, he touched it all over, trying to find what it did. He doubted that Kazura would give him something completely worthless, so he searched it. After a minute of finding empty pockets, pouches and other things he nearly gave up hope, and was about to insult the rich boy again. That is, before he saw a little button. Shrugging his shoulders, he clicked it. It turns out, the belt had a built in grappling hook in it.

That was it for the fullbringer, and he began laughing. "HUHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!" The prideful persona roared in laughter, holding his gut and falling over. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU REALLY ARE SOME LONELY COMIC BOOK FREAK WITH TOO MUCH MONEY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!" He said, as he pounded into the floor, unable to contain his reaction to the grappling belt. It took him a good two minutes to calm himself down. By the time he got up, the floor underneath him was basically prouder due to his strength. Taking the grappling parts of the belt out of it and putting them aside, he looked over the last piece of tech that he found interesting.

Out of all three 'smack down gauntlets', he found the MK III far more interesting than the MK IV. He found that it, along with the newer model, created plasma claws when the user willed it. That was extremely useful in so many ways. So, he took them both apart in order to get whatever let them do this. He used the MK III in his first attempt. Unfortunately, he broke the device by mistake. That bugged him greatly, but chose to hide his frustration, but his mouth twitched downwards for a second. Throwing the broken gauntlets to the wall, he began working on the MK IV. The gauntlets that his the wall were crushed on impact, and cratered against the wall.

Realizing that he went too quickly on the last pair, he slowed himself down. He wanted whatever let the gloves respond to the users will. After ten minutes, he finally removed the components from the gauntlets, and did to the parts as he did to the rest of the pieces. After putting them aside, he did to the gauntlest as he did to the first pair. Finally gathering everything, he was finally ready to start combining them. He chuckled at the thought of making the weapons better.

He had taken the three weapons that he needed from the table, even before he started his search. He had put aside both guns and the rusty sword for later. And later was now. He started with the gauntlets from the armor, and added the pieces from the MK IV gauntlets to it. He connected the right hand one to the grappling hook from the belt, to the inside of the wrist. Welding that on, and replacing the button used originally, he made it so he could shoot a hook out whenever he needed. With another few modifications, he reversed it, so that you could pull it like string from a spool, and have it retract just the same. He replaced the 'hook' part of it, and welded the wire to the end of the sword.


The gun was a more complicated problem. He had to replace the barrel of the EU1 gun with the the energy components from the bow. He began thinking of any way he could do that. So, he took apart most of the mun, left it with most of the handle, and welded the arrow maker to the handle. This wouldn't let him actually fire the device, seeing as the bow part didn't have anything to let the trigger do anything. But with the parts fused into the left gauntlet, all he had to do was extend it to the bow components, and he would be able to force it to fire. The device was still limited to the same problems that it originally had, and it was now a piece of the left armor gauntlet, but it was better than nothing. He had also connected the reiatsu battery he had extracted from the MK III armor to the 'gun', so he could use it as ammo.

Putting the EU2 gun into a compartment in his left sleeve, he began to put on the armor. He started with the armor for his feet. His 'Greaves', so to speak. He chuckled humorlessly at the joke. He then put on his right gauntlet. The sword might have been connected to the wire on the gauntlet, but it wasn't fused to the gauntlet like the pistol was. He used this fact to put on the left gauntlet. With the gun being apart of the armor, he was unable to move his fingers, without breaking the entire thing. Giving his gauntlets a once over, he grinned. "Sorry about the wait. Genius isn't to be rushed, as they say." He told Kazura, still sounding as prideful as ever.

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{stats on the weapons}The sword can be thrown, and used as a flail. The grappling parts let him call it back to him, flying back to his hand at 200 speed. The cutting power to the sword hasn't been increased, but the overall range for the weapon has.

The 'gun' fires 1 bullet per post at a speed of 300. The arrow-bullet can pierce just as it originally could. The gun has 20 shots before it must be charged again. After the gun fires, it must wait another post before it can fire again. The bow component is being charged by 2 reiatsu batteries. This gives the arrows 500 Reiatsu strength per shot, but it eventually wears out the batteries.

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwa had no intention of meddling with things she didn't understand, that was for sure. For one, she had no experience in making things. That was alright, but she didn't appreciate the fact that this whole challenge was tailored to "Jack" and Kyo. Speaking of them, however... The new personality, Jack, was way more annoying than the last one. It was nice that he didn't break everything or want to smash people's bones to pieces; however, he was so darn arrogant. Iwa was prideful in her own way, but she wasn't annoying about it. At least she kept all her derogatory thoughts to herself.

Jack's first offense: he called her a twat. What the heck did that mean? No, it didn't matter. All she knew was that she didn't like it. He had a look that said, "You're so pathetic. I'm glad I know I'm so much better than you." As if he was. She glared at him silently, still intent on watching from a distance. The man returned to the task at hand. He fiddled with many gadgets but was never really impressed. It was obvious he didn't appreciate any of them - thought they were junk. Iwa knew firsthand that they were very useful - in the right hands, of course.

She watched as another creepy grin came to his face. he turned around, shooting one of Kazura's weapons at her. It was a poor attempt. It flew past her to the left, very fast. She liked the speed; it was obvious that that speed and power was useless with someone who couldn't aim though. To her surprise, it went through two walls and finally landed in the floor. Snapping out of her thoughts, she remembered. He had just tried to FIRE at her. And they weren't even fighting each other. The worst part? he had tried to act so cool, and still so arrogant. She had to crush some of that pride...

"Aiming for my head? Well, that would explain why you're so bad at combat. Good thing you're good at crafting, since you're not good at anything else. After all, when it comes to intelligence, you've got the mind of a squirrel." Iwa wasn't used to trash-talking. She didn't normally see any point to it. If you want to put someone down, just do it with your own strength. Words meant nothing; however, she could understand that Jack valued words and his ability to tear others down. She decided to play his game, give him a dose of his own medicine. Doubtful it would humble him any though.

She kept watching Jack. Now, Iwa had made up her mind to actually participate. It was her goal to crush the little freak. Although she couldn't make a new weapon, she could use the ones already made. Don't fix what isn't broken, she thought. And, thanks to Jack, she could see how the arrow worked. It looked like a tube of lipstick. While she was fiddling with that, she discovered that it could activate at will. Very neat. Inferring that the others worked in a similar way, she picked up the gauntlets. These could probably work best to her advantage. She knew how to use gauntlets - her unleashed bakkoto were a pair of them. And, she watched Kazura in Paris use them.

Putting the gauntlets around her hands, she felt very comfortable in them. They fit nicely. Willing the gloves, she fired a blast of air. Oh, but of course she didn't fire it just anywhere. It was definitely directed at Jack. It wasn't so powerful, since it was her first time trying then, but she thought that the blast may have knocked something off of his table. If he didn't notice, then it wouldn't all be for naught. She flipped her hair back and inspected a few more pieces. As she was about to try the belt, she saw Jack suddenly convulse into laughter. She saw the retractable grappling hook that came out. He seemed so amused by this.

He laughed so hard, insulting Kazura and his machinery in the process. She didn't think that Kazura would scream or anything, but she would be surprised if he let it go so easily. It was his own work; Iwa knew she wouldn't like it if her powers were dissed. She stole a glance at him and returned to her own table. She put on the vest and the other armor available. Everything was black, but she couldn't complain. As long as it did a good job. Unfortunately, she didn't know how much it could take. She remembered something that Kazura had talked about before - his reiatsu battery or something. He tried to use it to take her reiatsu. If she filled it, then it could power the weapons more.

Well, she didn't see the battery with the stuff. Maybe she didn't need it? She channeled her reiatsu, feeling it well up inside the suit. She would have to keep adding the reiatsu, but it would be better in the long run. Finally, she picked the sword. It was really rusty and seemingly unusable. She wasn't sure how she could fix it. Everybody's would have cool modifications. She was stuck with the rusty piece of garbage. Iwa would have to think of creative ways to use this and be effective. There were so many weapons here - was it a good idea to try to use them all? There were guns that she hadn't even tried yet. Well, guns were guns - usually straight forward. Still, there seemed to be a couple attachments and different types of bullets.

Iwa picked up one of the guns to test. Firing, she shot at the wall. It reacted in the regular fashion. She picked a different set of bullets and an attachment. She used her mind to make the attachment work. A laser blade shot out, like a bayonet. Very satisfied, Iwa knew that could come in handy. Then, she fired the special bullet. She fired it through the wall that Jack had torn up, just to be safe. She heard an explosion on the other side. A couple pieces of shrapnel embedded themselves in the wall. Interesting. But, the biggest choice was whether to use it all or not. It would take up her last free hand, really preventing her from using the cannons on the gauntlets if she wanted. She was stuck choosing between the two.

In the end, she picked up the dun and loaded the exploding bullets inside. There was just one magazine of these special ones. After she put the belt on, she hung a couple magazines of the other ammo onto it. She knew there was a grappling hook on the belt, if she needed it. If she did need those gauntlets, she could ditch the sword, she figured. She would figure it all out as she went along. Glancing at her opponents, she could see their finished work. Kazura's looked a little goofy.

She wasn't sure if it would be a threat or not. He seemed to have given himself a handicap - less modern versions of his machines. That would probably come back to bite him. Not that she was complaining. And Jack's looked somewhat similar: lots of toys crammed together on the one sword, making it either super powerful or a complete bust. All she knew was that she would have to be smart, cunning, and resourceful with what she had. These arrogant sleezeballs were not going to win so easily.

Remaining reiatsu: 2905/293- (-25 for charging armor)

[Kazura Uzaki]

OOC: Short post is short, but let's get round 2 started!

Jack... was not a fun personality to witness. Jack was rude, loudmouthed, and more than a little annoying. He kept ripping on Kazura's tech, comparing it to comic book fanaticism. Kazura was a patient man, and he held his tongue and just focused on his crafting, though the younger fullbringer kept going on and on about how much of a freak he was. The Uzaki inventor just stayed calm and finished his conglomeration of a weapon. On the outside, he looked fairly normal and unaffected by the stinging words of Jack, but on the inside, he burned.

Kazura wanted to put this guy down, and show him what his tech was capable of. He quickly put the guts of the air cannon not used for the sword back into the left gauntlet, giving him a bit more versatility in combat. Then, because it looked like everyone was satisfied, he willed the floor to let the tables down. He had noticed that both of the two were able to quickly pick up on how the tech worked, despite him not giving any instructions. He was pleased, and excited to see how it all turned out.

"The object of this exercise is simple. Last person wearing pants wins." Kazura merely waited for their indignant responses. He figured Iwamichi would blush, protest, or flat out drop everything and give up, while Jack would laugh hysterically and call him a pervert. Iwa probably also would call him a pervert. When they were done protesting, Kazura back tracked. "Just kidding, of course, but the last one holding their sword is the winner. If your sword is out of your hand and you are incapable of picking it up and standing in a reasonable time, you lose. Maybe this means that violence and beatings will make you win, maybe this means it's just better to be smart." With a shrug, Kazura took a defensive stance, with both hands on his sword. At first he wanted to see what his employees did to react. Would they hold tighter to their weapon, or charge headlong?

[Kitai Yoru]

Iwa was right about one thing; he insults did nothing to quell 'Jack's pride. In fact, her insults only fanned the flame. It didn't help that she gave him more ammo to use against her either. "Oh you poor, poor twit you. Huhuhuhhu!" He said, holding the back of his right hand over his mouth, laughing a prideful laugh. Unlike the previous laughs however, this one had a lot of emotion in it. There was joy, contempt, pity, and hatred in only those few, loud chuckles. He continued from where his laughter cut him off. "I'm not just good at crafting, I'm exquisite, my hands work in ways that you couldn't even comprehend!" He started shuddering at his own words, as if getting some sort of twisted pleasure from his insults to the girl. His right elbow was resting on his left hand, while he was chewing his fingers with a look of ecstasy upon his face.

Jack then stared at Iwa intensely, before speaking up. "And if I'm so bad a combat, then why is it that you. Fell. First. Cyclops. Buhuhuhhahahaah!" He threw his head back in a mocking laugh. He had pronounced each word slowly and ended it suddenly, trying to drive the girl to anger, into a rage reminiscent to Kitai. If there was one thing Jack just loved doing, other than bloating his already huge ego, it was making others miserable. There was nothing quite like cutting another down after making them charge at you with blind fury. Unfortunately for Jack, his time was almost up. His earlier attack with the bow had instigated the rouge to participate in the next fight. So, while Jack was laughing at the girl, she decided to launch some hot air of her own.

Only, they weren't in the form of words, and instead in the form of the air-blast from one of the gauntlets Kazura had provided for her. The shot hit the top of Jack's table, knocking off all of its contents. Directly at him. The items all few towards him. All the little stuff hit him in the chest, making him 'umff' in surprise, instantly knocking the wind out of him. The tall albino doubled over in an attempt at regaining his ability to breath. Fortunately for Iwa, the next item hit him directly in the face. Unfortunately for Jack, that item was the torso of the armor that was torn apart. The armor, with how much it weighed, wasn't moving very fast, but with how hard it was, still sent Jack backwards, and to the ground on his back. The armor clattered to the ground behind the albino.

Jack looked at the ceiling weakly in shock. "[smear:c0c0c0]I'm going to... **** some **** UP![/smear:ff00ff]" Came a dual tone from the albino's mouth. The first was Jack's voice, weak and fading. The second however, sounded oddly feminine and wild. The tall albino shot up into a sitting position, moaning to himself. After a second or two, the albino quickly fixed their hair and hat, making it so that the bangs covered the left eye, leaving the right eye completely uncovered. The right eye was glazed over in a way that could only be described as lustful. "Oh my~, three people deep into the bowels of a rich boy's private building? How dirty!" She, yes she cried out, sounding overjoyed with the thought. This persona was a woman that lurked around in Kitai's head.

The albino slowly stood up from the sitting position, moaning at the pain in her face and torso. It was at this time Kazura announced the rules of the challenge. Her eye glistened at the little joke he made "OhhHh, I don't kn~ow, I think pants off would be a very fun game, kukukuku." She said, laughing a dark, sultry laugh. Now, when this persona takes over Kitai, his body doesn't change, only his voice. He is still a dude in spite of how he acts., or she since the persona is female. She looked at both Kazura and Iwa quickly. The look in her eye only got worse. "Ohh~, I think I would have lots a fun with pants ~off~, kukuukuku" She chuckled, moaning out specific words as she picked her target.

Her eye suddenly looked angry and lustful at the same time. The usual grin also having a perverted edge to it. She spoke, using a hardened tone, completely different from how she was talking before. "Your butts now belong ta Valantine, ya hear? So prepair ta get worked ovea real good!" She said in an odd accent. Using bringer light, Valantine flashed over to Kazura, stopping right in front of the man. Her sword was already above her head as her eye glowed slightly in a mix of pink and red. She brought the sword down with 100 speed and 370 strength, intent on cutting the fullbringer deeply, if not in half. This was a fight that she could get into. She was laughing that awful perverted laugh as it started.

Bringer light -50
950/1000 remaining

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwa felt so much pleasure from the way Jack went flying and tumbling across the ground that she became irritated. She was letting petty emotions cloud her judgment and dictate her actions. She was very disappointed in herself. In reality, it surprised her how powerful the blast was. Although her main goal was just to test the weapon out, it turned into that little bit of revenge against Jack. He had messed with her personally, bringing up her failure in the last test. It stung - and she couldn't let that go. The parasite beside her seemed to be of like mind, for it was pestering her and squirming madly.

His arrogance and words would be his downfall; he would see, that messing with her was definitely the very wrong thing to do. She wondered what he would do for a second, in reaction to her sneaky attack. It was different than she expected. Staring up at the ceiling, she could hear him beginning to say something, but his voice began to fade into something unusual. Her brow furrowed and she kept her gaze on him. Did he have another character in that freak head of his? What was it like? Were there even more than this one? That would indeed be annoying, for she would have to keep track of them all and know each one's strengths and weaknesses.

The first was barbaric, wild, yet oddly religious; the second, arrogant, annoying, loud-mouthed (a whole slew of curses she could input here, but that would take all day); and now the third seemed more like a woman. That had to be the most creepy, since it was coming from a man's body. This woman laughed ad made a pretty obvious sexual innuendo. Iwa was frustrated that this one liked to spew vulgar things too, just of a different nature. If only people barely spoke at all - just what was necessary, really. Vulgarity was unappealing and not valuable. She scoffed at the woman's blatant lack of decency.

Iwa then listened to Kazura and his outline of the challenge. In shock, it sounded almost like he was encouraging this new woman persona in Jack's body. As if he liked to play the pervert as well. Although the woman was overjoyed at that thought, Iwa was not. Such a dirty form of competition was not in her liking. She glared in disdain at the two and was thinking of giving up when Kazura quickly changed his tune, stating he was just kidding; however, Iwa guessed that he really wouldn't mind a contest to take everyone's pants off. She was learning more about him by the minute, it seemed.

Pushing her contempt aside, she had to focus on the task that was now beginning. The woman, Valantine she called herself, was still into the whole "no pants thing" even though she was told it was a joke. To keep her pride, Iwa knew she was going to have to beat her and crush any attempt at that sort of thing. Well, as long as Valantine didn't get to -her- pants, it would be fine. Iwa could see Kazura's face as his pants were cut off - humiliated and confused. Iwa was not opposed to that look, so she secretly decided that it would be fine in that regard. She wanted a little revenge against him too anyway, so he could feel the humiliation she felt last time.

Valantine headed straight for Kazura first, a burning passion lighting her eyes. Maybe that meant that she was more prone to attack the opposite sex, or just that she was more interested in seeing him with his pants off than Iwa. Either way, this could work to her advantage. As Valantine occupied Kazura's attention, Iwa could attack them both. Valantine was fast with her step move, but Iwa had time to react. She aimed the gun that was in her left hand towards the meeting pair. With a press of the trigger, she sent an exploding round towards them. However, it wasn't meant to hit Kazura or Valantine directly. Instead, she had the gun pointed at the floor beneath them.

Although Iwa had little experience with guns, it couldn't be too hard to aim and pull the trigger. Besides, if she wasn't aiming for a direct hit, she had a better chance. She knew this bullet exploded and could do a lot of damage. As Valantine was swinging her sword at Kazura, she would be too occupied in this motion to either 1) see the bullet coming or 2) dodge the oncoming attack. Kazura, on the other hand might be able to do both. She hoped that his attention would be too involved with the woman / man in front of him to notice the bullet. Even so, Iwa aimed it at the ground between the two combatants, that way the blast radius should be large enough to hit both. Whatever Kazura chose to do, she believed she could still hit at least one of them. Gripping the sword tightly, she watched their next move.

Remianing Reiatsu: 2880 / 2930 (-25 for charging armor)

[Kazura Uzaki]

This was... interesting. Kazura witnessed the boy change personalities again... and this time he had the voice and actions of a very carnal woman. She took Kazura's pants joke completely seriously, which worried Kazura. Even though it was the voice of a girl, it was the body of a boy, which was not attractive to the inventor. He was about as straight as they came, and while he wasn't homophobic, he wasn't turned on by men with women voices talking about taking his pants.

So when he/she used Bringer Light to get inside his range of motion and slash downwards with the sword, Kazura sidestepped the vertical attack. To help the sword miss him, he took one hand off the side of the blade and swung it to the side, guiding the attack out of the way by applying force to the flat of the blade. He didn't need to overpower Valantine, in fact, he wasn't capable of exerting the force required to oppose the boy/girl in strength. Instead, he used aspects of Juijutsu to use his/her momentum against him/her.

As he did so, he felt the ground next to him erupt. He had been distracted by a tall guy/girl standing in his vision, so he hadn't noticed the Rogue firing an explosive round in their general direction. He was lifted up off the ground, and carried for a quite a few feet. He still had his sword, and most importantly, he still had his pants, but he wasn't prepared for the blast, and so he ended up on his knees. He sprung up quickly to recover from the attack, backing away from where Valantine had previously been to go onto the defensive.

Or at least pretend to.

As he backed up, he rotated the hilt of his sword to point at Valantine and let off his barbed cable, aiming for the shoulder, it was a wound that he could afford to patch up with some gauze and bandages afterwords, and not at all lethal. If the other fullbringer was too distracted by being shot at, then the attack might go through more efficiently. If the cable stabbed into the shoulder, Kazura would retract it, sending him reeling towards Valantine with a flying boot aimed for her face.

[Kitai Yoru]

Valentine was having a great time, despite how it might look to any other person. She rarely came out and fought because of Kitai. He was always taking all the action for himself. But now that the pig was out cold, she could finally play with these two. And it seemed that they liked playingrough! A burning pain exploded against her right side. Also, something exploded, right next to her! "AHHHHH-AHAHAHAHAHA!" She laughed. She was loving this training! The pain! The fighting! It was so marvelous! She and Kazura had been knocked back from the minor explosion from the bullet. Kazura went pretty far, unlike herself. Valentine just figured it was because he was so weak. She, however, wasn't pushed as far, despite taking the brunt of the damage. Her strength managed to keep her on her feet, although it wasn't enough to stop her from wobbling for a second or two.

She watched as Kazura fell, and laughed at the downed rich boy, despite the pain she felt from the explosion. Aiming her gun at Kazura, she took the shot and fired at his right shoulder, trying to disable him. For later. The arrow-gun fired a laser arrow that moved towards him at 300 speed, and had 500 Reiatsu strength. She figured that he wouldn't be able to dodge the attack, so she moved on, setting her sights on the only other one in the room. That being, the rouge known as Iwa."Ohh~, this hurts you filthy whore!" She screamed in a odd mixture of rage and pleasure. The look on her face however, clearly showed how truly angry she was. And that was a lot.

Valentine, in was many ways, was similar to Kitai, and different in just as many. The both loved pain, and spreading it about, they both hated fire and burn wounds. She, unlike him however, hated getting hurt. Make no mistake, she still gets great.... pleasure... from getting hurt. She, unlike Kitai however, does not like looking weak by getting hit. before she flashed over to Iwa, inadvertently avoiding Kazura's sword attack. She flashed into existence about two feet in front of the rouge. With her longer reach, she aimed a slash at the rouge's neck. "LETS SEE HOW PRETTY YOU LOOK WITHOUT A HEAD!" She screeched, swinging her sword at 75 speed, and 300 strength. She wasn't able to move as fast due to her injury on her leg, and he strength was reduced to to the one on her side.

Bringer light -50
900/1000 remaining

[Iwamichi Saeke]

Iwa was pleased that her attack had worked so well. Granted, it didn't finish the fight at all (since both were still holding swords), but she did manage to make a statement. The blast sent them flying farther back, which would be helpful because it would require them to use more energy than normal in order to get to Iwa. Kazura flew back a couple feet, landing on his knees. How ironic. But it wasn't the same as him admitting defeat - not by a long shot. Valantine didn't fly back near as far, since the body was still a man's and that man happened to be very strong. Either way, the man/woman's attention was now turned toward Iwa. As expected.

Kazura had regained his balance, and pointing his hilt at Valantine, he shot a grappling hook at her shoulder. What was interesting was that Valantine had returned with her own shot to Kazura's right shoulder. Knowing Kazura's handedness, the hilt and the grappling hook was most likely fired from his right arm. This meant that his hook and her bullet were fired along the same path. Seeing the two attacks, Iwa judged Vaantine's attack to be at the same speed, if not faster. It was probably stronger too, but Iwa didn't know what the cable on Kazura's hook was made of. From what she figured, the two attacks would cancel each other out.

If so, Iwa would notice that Valantine's attention was immediately directed at her next. At first, she wasn't sure whether the man/woman was delighted or angry about the pain he/she was just delivered. His/her eyes seemed to suggest that he/she was furious, but his/her voice and attitude was a little different. Looking at his/her stance, however, Iwa thought it was safe to assume that he/she was not happy. This was getting annoying, thinking in terms of he AND she. Iwa thought it was probably best to just pick one gender and pronouns and stick with it. Since the voice was a woman's, she would refer to Valantine as a female.

That rant aside, Iwa focused again on the woman, who was now bent on attacking her. She moved pretty fast since she had a step technique of her own, but the attack itself wasn't that fast. She aimed her sword at her neck, and Iwa knew that it would be lethal to let her, with that amount of strength, hit. Iwa still had stuff in her hands that she could use. Taking a step backwards, Iwa raised the sword in her left hand to hit Valantine's sword from underneath and deflect it out of the way; the woman's sword would just failed to scratch her skin. Iwa had very good instincts and a lot more speed than the woman. Knowing this, it wasn't too hard to dodge. As soon as she saw that the attack had failed, Iwa pulled the gun right up toward the woman. She was so close, and she was about to feel a lot more pain.

Iwa pulled the trigger, aiming another explosive bullet right at the woman's stomach. As soon as the trigger was pulled, she did a shunpo to get out of the way of the blast. It would most likely hit, since it was so close to the woman to begin with. She would need super reflexes to dodge that. Even if the shunpo did take her out of the danger zone, she could still feel the heat and shock wave that resulted from the explosion of the bullet (whether it was on Valantine or not). She wondered it the woman would be able to withstand the bullet and the shock. If not, at least she knew that one opponent was down for the count. With her out of the way, she could set her full sights on defeating Kazura. Taking his pants was not in her list of things to do, however. If Valantine was out of it, there would be no pants stealing. How unfortunate.

Remaining Reiatsu: -25 for charging armor; -50 for shunpo: 2830 / 2930
Life Force: 2930 / 2930