Red Wedding [R, NDE]

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Thread Title: Red Wedding [R, NDE]
Participants: Kazuko Shiba, Llusia Domenech
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: Paris, France.
Special Conditions: Kazuko has a Vice-Captains' Limiter.
Circumstances: Llusia Domenech, Fraccion of the Espada, suffers through emotional turmoil, and nearly loses her sanity. Unfortunately, she travels to the Land of the Living, stirring Hollows and Shinigami alike with her wanton Pressure. Dispatches of Shinigami, one by one, are sent, only to meet their gruesome ends at the hands of the "Blood Wolf." Finally, Kazuko Shiba, Vice-Captain of Squad Nine, is dispatched to eliminate the threat, but what horrors lay in wait in the darkness?

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If it were any other night, the city may have seemed beautiful. A testament to progress, the city was a landmark for ideas such as love and art. Chiseled halls, metropolitan buildings, winding streets, and a surplus of people, both tourist and native alike, made up the bulk of what the city had to offer. But not tonight. For dozens of blocks in every direction, buildings were dark, with only a handful of lights were left to ward of the darkness. The glow from the taller buildings in the distance painted the area in an eerie glow. It was unnatural. There were no people outside, nor was there any traffic in the area. There was only silence. For dozens of blocks, the section of the city was under lock down by a spiritual seal placed there by the Soul Society. Humans had been evacuated, as well as any other denizens that could be reached in time. But for all that effort, it seemed to be in vane, or at least that was what the Vice-Captain thought as he gazed down on the scene. Basked in the light of two closing screen doors, his outline lit up the darkness of the night, briefly, before letting it reign once more as they shimmered out of view.

What… what happened here!? The child of a Vice-Captain questioned, shock taking hold of his mind. In the streets below, shrouded in darkness and in cold silence, blood flowed. Along the walls, down the drains, through crack and crevice, crimson seemed to seep into the very foundation of the city itself. Pale, the boy grasped the sides of his robe, his emotions threatening to bubble to the surface. Limbs and other body parts were strewn, carelessly, everywhere, as if they were nothing but toys for children at play. Windows and walls were caved in and gone, and the lifeless, limp, and defecated bodies of those who once stood for a cause greater than themselves, decorated those very same places. Zanpakuto glinted at several places, some broken, and some lodged in the chests of the very owners who wielded them. There were so many dead. Fading, some bodies belonged to Hollows; but there were far more uniforms than the boy could stomach without letting it get to him.

Kazuko Shiba, Vice-Captain of Squad Nine, felt his soul boil, and, eventually, his hand drifted to the hilt of the blade at his back. Immediately, his spiritual pressure leaked out, and he was outlined in a sheen of grayish-brown Reiatsu. The boy was giving himself away on purpose. The officer scanned the area, grudgingly taking in every grizzly and unwanted detail of his environment. How many of these men had he known? How many belonged to his very Squad? Those questions flooded his mind as his eyes darted back and forth, trying to identify the cause of this catastrophe. I should have arrived sooner… If only I had known. So much pain and sorrow were etched into the faces of those slain, making, in one way or another, the Vice-Captain feel like he was to blame. But it was not his fault. The threat had not been recognized for what it truly was: a threat that needed to be eradicated. Thoughts of mercy and chivalry were not present in his mind, except for those of vengeance. But question remained, nonetheless: what had caused this disaster?

The order from Central had landed far too late on the desk of the Second-In-Command of Squad Nine. A foreign spiritual pressure had been detected in the Land of the Living, and all contact with previous dispatches had been lost. Something like this was common, as communication between both worlds was strained and difficult at times of conflict. The Shiba had expected to find a few Hollows and some of the units that had been sent before hand as well. It was not rare to find targets lost, or for Shinigami themselves to lose contact with the Seireitei. This, the boy realized as he landed, was something else entirely. Dozens upon dozens of bodies littered his view, and yet he could not find an end to the feelings rising inside of him. Again, he scanned the area, looking for something to direct his blame toward. Eventually, after some searching, he found what he was looking for.

“You monster…” That was the first thing he said to it – a her, now that his eyes had adjusted. It was nothing more than a girl; covered in blood, but nonetheless a girl. Was she the one who had caused all this destruction? It seemed unbelievable to the boy, and farfetched, but her pressure made him rethink that point of view. After a moment, his mind grew resolute, as he found an object on which to shower his unsettled emotions onto. How far would his vengeance go? No, he corrected himself mentally, how far would his justice go? That was the real question. The Vice-Captain had done some questionable things in his tenure as a Soul Reaper, but they were all in the name and cause of the Soul Society. Now, however, he felt a personal touch to his mission. With or without orders, the boy already knew how he would proceed in this matter. The thoughts that poured into him did not, in his opinion, spoil his person; he would merely be acting as a tool of justice for all those who were slain unjustly in this place, or so he told himself.

A few moans of pain filled the silence, and the eyes of the Vice-Captain darted to the blood-stained concrete near the woman. A few of the bodies were moving; they were still alive, but barely. Several limbs were missing, but the wounds, if treated by professionals in Squad Four, were salvageable. If he could just make it back in time, that is. The idea floated around in his head, trying to raise claim with his body. How quickly could he dispatch this foe? Could he even waste the time? The boy, like so many time before, found himself asking whether the enemy at hand was worth the lives of his allies. What weighed more to him at that moment? The badge on his left shoulder, emblazoned with the symbol “Nine” would be a clear indicator to the woman of just who he was: a Vice-Captain. The glint of light over his right shoulder, however, would speak of something else quite entirely. He unsheathed his zanpakuto partially, the threat plastered all over the action. “Vice-Captain of the Ninth Squad: Kazuko Shiba. Why?” The question he was referring to was obvious; just why had she killed all these beings?

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{Stats/Skills}

Kazuko Shiba: Level 2: Soldier

Strength – [100] (60)
Speed – [300] Limiter: 150
Spiritual Pressure – [300] Limiter: 150
Reiatsu Strength – [400] (700) Limiter: 350
Light Aura – [75]
Dark Aura – [25]
Instinct – [150]
Senses – [100]
Energy Sensory – [50]
Healing Expertise – [0]

Total SP: 1400

Skills

Weapons: Sword {3}
Hakuda {3}
Battle Analysis {3}
Mental Incantation {3}
Calm Mind {2}
Pain Tolerance {1}
Learning {1}

Total SKP: 16

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{items}

Reiatsu Gauntlet
Ethereal Sake
Endurance Sake

[Llusia Domenech]

People feel emotion every minute, fear, love, boredem. Everyday the mind of a an individual not overcomes with madness with experience the feelings, feelings that decide their actions. But you have to wonder, why is that? Why is it a 5 year can be just as afraid of a dark room with a closet open as 20 year old can? Which brings us to the emotion of fear, ah such a divine feeling, one of the best really. The mind can have you fear many things, a small harmless bug, a person with a different language or different skin color, even your own reflections. These small fears are what make the mind such a weak holding cell so to speak, because what happens when that cell breaks and you are considered emotionally insane? Mad, a lunatic, insane to the point that fear? Pain? Oh these are no longer your emotions, they become your being, to guide you...

Llusia laughed and tilted her head at the women crotched with her hand on her ears "fear is a rational feeling hun, you have a right to feel it. What I find funny is that you do not understand sweetie, I'm releasing that emotional cell that keeps your fragile little being into someone like me, so you should be happy about what comes next" Llusia smiled as the girl looked at Llusia just before she threw a punch that hit the girl in the head, her making a blood wrenching scream followed by a sound you get when you smash pumpkins and then silence. Llusia laughed to herself and swung her hand at the wall, making a line of blood paint the wall. With the girls carcass on one hand and the other on the wall. She walked out of the alley why, painting a red streak on the concrete wall of the building. This town had been full of people who could see spiritual beings, and she was taking full pleasure and killing them. What was it that was fun though...it was the sound of blood being spilt, or the sound of bones and skin breaking. Hell maybe even the screams put Llusia in a blissful ecstasy. She threw the body j to the rode like all the others and looked at the now almost baron city that once was populated, she had quite the fun with these people, but her prize was an even better one.

She waited for a couple of hours but soon the souls of these humans began to rise, this time she found the joy in killing these ones by pulling out their chain and dooming them to hell or food for her hollow kittens. At first this was nothing more for sport but soon, she was caught in an act of pure blood lust, she loved it all, the smell, the screams of the souls eaten by her hollows. Soon the first shinagami popped up, he was a rather nice fellow, blind hair, claimed he just wanted peace, he was taken out in 3 minutes, ripped apart by Llusia hollows, then the next one game, this time it was a girl, oh her curves gave Llusia such a blush, she was out of the game when she declared she was going to beat Llusia. Llusia snapped her legs like tooth picks, then raped her with her own sword, of the sounds she made when Llusia took her zanpakuto and stabbed into the sluts belly, she was quite lustful after Llusia broke the sweet girls innocence, when she was begging for more Llusia fed her to her Hollows.

Soon they kept coming, one by one each one Llusia had a joy breaking, torturing. Then after the 45th killed two came, able to kill both her Hollow followers, Llusia gave them extra love, binding them by their necks with one of the mans swords who had a Chain at the end. Then she hung them and watched them die slowly, letting then down before they could completely die so that she could feed them their breatherns blood. After the 5th hour they begged to be killed, which Llusia let happen by having then fall rapidly and her catching the chain snapping their necks and having them die a horrible death. The kill list had hit 47 shinagami and this time she waited for them, killing a one out of the three man cell that came. One girl and one man was left, her taking the liberty to ripo the mans arms from his body and the girl propped up against her sword, bounded. If she fell asleep she would be Peirce's through the neck and die a horrible death, the man in the other hand was healed by Llusia just barely so that he wouldn't die.

She waited finally for someone stronger to come. To witness her beauty, her art. The canviss being the city and her brush and paint the habinats and their failed saviors. She watched the girl in agony and desperation each minute, time ticked, minutes turned to hours and the girls eyes tired. Llusia now covered in blood and she smiled, suddenly laughing a sinister laugh "you look tired, sleep and all those worries of yours will be gone she laughed again as the girl tried to get out of her bounds only making it tighter, around the fifth day after the three man cekk had come to stop Llusia, he came. Exserting His enegery to find Llusia, who gladly let herself be found. He came in a rage, exserting sadness and anger towards Llusia who sat on a throne of bones. With her legs crossed she smiled and looked over to the girl and back to him, then to the girl "how long did it take your savior to come for you? And your comrade eh? Vice captain non the less I'm shocked though, shame really. I was just starting to like you" she smiled and pulled a small string that, which then had pulled the girls bounds tighter and her head moved back slowly, her resisting until she could no longer.

She looked at Kazuko with tearful eyes and looked to him for help, crying before she stopped resisting and the sword impaled the girls neck slowly inch by inch her agonizing screams started to mix with the gargle of blood now within her neck and she slowly became limp, lifeless. The male shinagami looked to his comrade and screamed "wait, please I want to li-" she smiled as she drove her sword in the mans neck and watxhed him shake before going silent. She looked back to the Vice Captain, straight faced "It's quite funny actually, this one sold out the girl before I ripped out his arms from their sockets, she was stealing boos out of her squads barracks, what a shame right? I mean she had to be punished" she smiled and looked at the girl who stayed motionless open eye'd. She stood up and stepped on the mans head, pulling her sword out and hearing a few cracks underneath her foot "whoops...hahaha, he was really pathetic though. Now as to whoever the fuck you are, I couldnt give less of a fuck, what I will give though, is that there was this cute little girl from squad 9, she was the second one that came to investigate. Sweet girl, I'm sure you knew her, she was about yay fall, big tits, brown hair about down to here, nice body really. Huge shame, she was a such a waste of energy. She was a virgin shockingly, and it only took me 40 minutes to get her to beg to give her some more, gosh really she was such a whore pig, begging for more and more, it was funny to see her agonizing screams as my hollows ripped her piece...by...piece...limb...by...limb" she laughed and shook her head, set her blade in her shoulder "I'm sure after that story you couldnt give a shit about my name, but its Llusia Domenech, I'm sure you've heard of me before, I was the Arrancar that raped that stupid little other shinagami, gosh what's her name again? Yuki? Ah you should know it, how is she anyways? She still that little slut I made her out to be? she smiled and looked at the anger and hatred in Gus face, good good this is what she was hoping for.

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Strength - 100(50) Points
Speed - 200 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 100(200) Points
Reiatsu Strength - 300(600) Points
Light Aura - 40 Points
Dark Aura - 60 Points
Instinct - 100 Points
Senses - 100 Points
Energy sensory - 50(25) Points
Healing Expertise - 250(700) Points
Total SP: 1200 Points

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Weapons: Katana {2}
Battle Analysis {2}
[Bleeding Tolerance] {2}
[Pain Tolerance] {2}
[Acting] {1}
[Lack of Fear] {2}
[Street Fighting] {2}
[Illusion Resist] {2}

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His knuckles were white, practically strangling the hilt of his zanpakuto. He listened intently as the girl, sadistically, decided to recount the events prior to his arrival. The fact that she sat on a seat made of bones only added salt to his pride and the respect of the dead. Kazuko did not want to hear her, but he made himself endure; it was painful just to hear, but he ignored his instinct to cut himself off from what he was hearing. I need to know what I’m avenging. That was what he told himself, time, and time again. This was part of the justice he could give those who had fallen. Those who were barely alive were, in essence, already dead. Kazuko had been gone through the same experience as well, and he knew the look in their eyes spoke of death. Even as the girl finished them off, he did not flinch, but kept his eyes cast on her all the while. Kazuko, however, was not as emotionless as he’d pretend to be. His body was trembling out of sheer contempt. His Reiatsu was wavering outward, unable to be contained. Even his eyes were losing their charismatic spark of youth, being replaced with the hardness of stone.

Kazuko had experienced untold pain and torture – pain that he had kept hidden and to himself, and had only revealed it to the closest of comrades. His body had been tortured, ravaged, and partially destroyed through his battles. Even now, his chest and arms were littered with burns and disfigured patches of skin. That was the price he had paid as a Vice-Captain. However, what he was dealing with was not a physical pain, but an emotional one. So many lost lives, and all for the vanity of one person. It made him sick. No being deserved to be disgraced in death. Even those who had committed atrocious evils deserved some semblance of respect. Not this. I need to take my time. Kazuko decided, his thoughts mimicking his attitude. An eye for an eye, the old saying went. As time went by, that saying was starting to make more and more sense to the Vice-Captain. It was only a wonder why he had never thought about it like that. Some people deserved to suffer for their sins, both in and out of hell.

“I did know her.” His voice was a whisper, but he kept his eyes locked on hers. It pained him to acknowledge that, but he knew the woman she had spoken of. The Vice-Captain had trained every single member of his Squad, and had taken a personal touch with most of them. They were his soldiers; his flock; a second family. Still, he kept up his façade as she continued with her speech. Had this woman ever encountered a situation such as this? She had more than succeeded in angering the boy. More so than many before her had done. But this was not a volcanic anger, which boiled and frothed with the change of words. No. This was a colder flame. A darker one. One that told of more volumes than any haphazard word could. The Vice-Captain was furious, and he wanted to repay her. After a few more minutes, the woman before him was almost done with her speech. It seemed she was someone who enjoyed the kill, the suffering, the prize of victory. Arrancar: he knew how sadistic their kind could be, and this girl was just another golden example. That was the way things were in that world of theirs, but it was not one that he was willing to accept so easily.

“Llusia Domenech… I have not heard of that name before. I’ll remember it all the same, however. I pray you'll take my name with you on your journey as well.” There was brashness to his words, as if he were trying to hold something back. Moreover, what journey had he spoken of? The answer should have been obvious. His breathing was unsteady, and the glint from his zanpakuto seemed to be radiating. “Talking… has been too much with you. “ He said finally, unsheathing his blade completely, and disappearing the next second. The sound of leaves seemed to drift through the street as Kazuko reappeared at the front of the girl, a few feet off. A blur, his blade formed an arc as it curved in front of her, attempting to lash at her waist. The move was simple, and it was used only to cause the girl to give ground. She could retreat, or she could counter, whichever fit her style. Regardless, of what she did, Kazuko would jump back, avoiding any immediate counted, and opening up some space between them. At the same time, he raised his hand forward, but not at Llusia. Without a word, a wave of force shattered the seat of bones, sending the pieces flying back into the street. It was a message of things to come.


Remaining Reiatsu: 1425/1500 (-25 for Sho, -50 for Shunpo)

[Llusia Domenech]

Llusia grinned as she saw the hatred in his eyes, this is what she wanted, this was a step to making this pure being, corrupted. She wanted to make sure that he would not only remember this meeting, she wanted to make sure that a darkness resided his soul, his being, his mind. She saw it snap, she saw his anger flow out of his body, and uncontrollable. She laughed as he squeezed his hand tighter, the pure anger showing even if he tried to hide it. Pulling his sword from his sealth she got the answer she was looking for, that he did in fact know here, trained her even. Smiling even more when the boy shunpoed and swung his sword at her, at the same time destroying the bone throne she made, pity really. Stepping forward she raised her hand and let the blade cut into her hand, shaking as she felt the force of the impact through her body she smiled as blood dripped down the sword towards his hands. 

She looked at him in his eyes as they both shaked from holding each other in a stalemate, getting closer into his face "do not mistake me for a fool Kazuko, I enjoy pain, I enjoy suffering, so be it if I talk, if you do not want to share so be it, then let's fight, but let me tell you one more thing, that girl I talked about, was she fond of you? Did she look up to you? Or down rather, did it ever occur to you that she might be weak? Breakable? Fragile? In the moments that I dragged her by her hair to feed to my pets now dead, she said that she thought you would come for her, that you could save her life, save her soul from this torment, look where its gotten her now, eh?" she looked at him smiling before punching him in his jaw, not strong enough to break anything, but in the time that he had tilted back from the lunch, she swung her sword for his stomach, leaving him room to block. She raised her other hand and her pink bala began to form, quickly turning red, aiming directly for his face.

Aisull watched Llusia act crazy and it scared her intensely, she was one fucked up demented bitch when she got like this, the air always seemed thinker, her reshi different from normal, sadistic feeling. It was almost as if the reshi was not even Llusia's but Aisulls instead. Aisull stepped out of Llusia's body and watched her swing her sword and begin to shoot a bala the size of the shinagami's torso. All this acting in slow motion for Aisull, looking around she saw the chaos Llusia had made with these poor people and then she looked at the man whom Llusia was fighting, going wide eye'd she closed her eyes and she jumped back into her body what the hell was that...never mind it, stay focused dumbass! she gritted her teeth as the bala shot off and towards Kazuko.

Reiatsu:1900/2000
Alma Del Cortador Bala-100

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She seemed to enjoy the giving and taking pain, given her means of defense. She used her own hand to shield herself; apparently, the woman had deactivated her Hierro, or was using something else, but was enjoying it. Sick. It made him feel disgusted to give the woman any sort of pleasure, if her smile was any indicator. The Vice-Captain gave his zanpakuto a quick swat, allowing the blood of the woman that still clung to his steel to splatter on the ground in a sharp line. She was an infection, and the boy would not be tainted by her filth. Again, she berated the Vice-Captain about the comrade lost, sending pangs of guilt in his soul. A few moments later, he quieted those thoughts. How did he know she was even telling the truth? More than likely, the Arrancar just wanted to gain a mental edge over the Shinigami, or give her own retched personality some lost accountability. Regardless for her reasons, the Vice-Captain did not bother even giving the Arrancar a reply. What was there to say? What could he say? Maybe he had failed those lost? But he would have her life all the same.

Llusia moved, spanning the distance between them, delivered a punch across the face of the Vice-Captain. He took a few steps, realizing that she was not as inept as he thought. On instinct, he brought his zanpakuto up, and thus parried the blow delivered by the woman. They were about even in terms of physical strength, so there was only a slight push back on the side of the woman. With their blades locked, Kazuko noticed that the woman raised her other hand, Reiatsu gathering, and an aura of changing lights appearing. Cero? No, Bala. He realized, as she aimed to fire at his face. Your movements are too obvious. Kazuko pushed back on the Arrancar, breaking their deadlock. It would shake the Arrancar slightly, but that didn’t matter. Instead, the Vice-Captain brought his left foot out closing the distance between them, and leaned to the side of her outstretched arm. The boy, using his mastery of Hakuda, with a deft strike, redirected her arm upward, likely causing the Bala to fire into the sky. He made sure to avoid the sphere as made the strike. While speed was an advantage to Bala, it was also a downside; an error, and it was at times too late to stop. Still, there would be no damage either way, except for maybe any unlucky birds.

His right foot slid around back, allowing the boy to slide his body around Llusia, and to her back, avoiding any other Bala or attempt to grapple. Llusia had just shown that she could use some form of close combat defense, so the Vice-Captain did not intend to give her an opportunity to utilize it. He jumped back, opening up the distance between them, and daring her continue forward. There was not too much of a difference in their speed, so she could give chase if she wanted. Regardless of what she did, Llusia would likely not be aware of what the boy had done in their exchange. When Kazuko had redirected her Bala, he had also portioned a small portion of his Reiatsu into her body: Sakuretsu Ken. He would make use of it later. With her sensory, she would not be able to notice what the boy had done, or that the Reiatsu even existed within her. Regardless, there would not be anything different with her combat abilities, but it was likely that she’d not care either way. She’s crazy and an abomination. The Vice-Captain told himself. Her pressure and the combat abilities that she had shown told him that he was somewhere in the class of a Fraccion. Who she served under, and what her motives were, those were things he could not be certain of.

“You fight well.” He said. "This may not be so easy."


Remaining Reiatsu: 1375/1500 (-150 for Sakuretsu Ken)

[Llusia Domenech]

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Llusia smiled nodding and taking into consideration her opponent, he matched her strength, from what she could tell they were equal in speed. Their powers had no been able to clash yet so she had no idea what he had packed in him. She glanced to the side of him and then smiled, making a Finger gun, she shot three bala the size of his torso, smiling as the missed "think fast..." she ran towards him as the building began falling over, debris flying in the air as Kazuko began side stepping the falling pieces. Llusia picked up the head of the girl from before and smiled, running into the falling debris, kicking some towards Kazuko before jumping up and throwing the head towards him, then sonidoed and went behind him him all in one motion. Aisull once again watched the actions in slow motion, she looked at Llusia in disbelief "what happened to you Llusia, where is your self control, your respect for the dead, does that mean nothing to you?" she looked on in horror at Llusia.

Inches from Kazuko's back her blade stopped almost as if she were stuck in cement, suddenly her counciousness was sucked into a cleaner version of the city, Aisull stood with her sword pulled out "is this what you want Aisull? Do I need to destroy you so that I can get rid of my counciousness? If so...then let's do this right here and right now! she stabbed herself in her chest, her skeleton wolf form ress appeared in a red bubble, merging to her skin, then popping making blood splatter over the roof they were on. Aisull stood ready as Llusia hunched over with her arms limp. She sonidoed and sent her hand towards Aisull, a blood sword forming in her hand. Aisull side stepped Llusia, grabbing her hand and pushing it downward, quickly using her momentum to hand stand off Llusia's wrist and sending a kick into her face, sending her into the adjacent office building. Aisull kicked herself up, when Llusia sonidoed again, punching Aisull in her chin, sending her into a spiraling mess backwards, Llusia teleported again punching Aisull through the roof into the top floor of an office. Llusia jumped down and looked around for Aisull. She instantly appeared in front of Llusia, tackling her through a wall and tossing her up into the ceiling, catching her foot and throwing her down. Llusia bounced off the ground, spitting up blood. Aisull held her hands together in a fist, and slammed Llusia down two floors.

Llusia got up and moved debris off her, raising her hand, it began shaking and suddenly, blood rose from the ground, forming two dragon like liquid monsters, they jumped through the holes back up to Aisull who tilted her head at them. They charged her suddenly, moving back quickly, but not fast enough, one of them caught her leg and threw her out the window, where the other seemed to suddenly transport itself and meet the now flying vertically Aisull across the building. She tried to block her face, only to get a kick on her stomach, sending her downward. As she collided with the concrete road, she stumbled up, only to get tackled by Llusia and thrown into a building wall, trying to move her arm, Llusia punched her in face, making Aisull go limp and try again, each time moving her arm and getting her face pounded. Llusia's blood monsters floated down and stood next to Llusia. Both of them forming sword in there hands, as well as Llusia. She drove her blade through Aisull's stomach, her blood creatures following her and staging her forming an x with a line in the middle. Llusia smiled and shook her head "worthless waste of an excuse for me, you are weakness, and we do not tolerate weakness, you should have known that" Llusia laughed and suddenly she was back in real life, her sword swinging towards Kazuko still, while a stone wall was rocketing towards his from as well as a severed head of the girl they had talked about prior.

Reiatsu:1650/2000
3x Bala-150
Sonido-100

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The Arrancar, during the exchange, had fired off another series of Bala, but not toward the Vice-Captain. All of the blasts were directed toward a nearby building, which decimated the supporting walls, sending the whole structure plummeting down. Kazuko navigated the falling the debris, but he maintained his attention on the woman as he moved. He could not let her catch him off guard. Through his peripheral vision, he grimaced slightly as the woman kicked the head of his fallen comrade toward his direction, and disappeared, the sound of static reverberating through the air. Likewise, large chunks of debris, including a large stone wall were heading toward him as well. Kazuko did not have to be a master analyst to realize where the woman would reappear; it was common practice to catch an opponent unaware at their blind side, in times of combat. Regardless, when her pressure reappeared behind him, the Arrancar intended to run the boy through with her blade. Predictable too. He thought, callously.

Kazuko would begin to move to side-step the sword swing from the Arrancar, but not before he made a small gesture with his free hand. Immediately, without a word, an unseen force exploded outward all around his body. The force blew out in every direction around him, sending the incoming debris, head, and Llusia herself flying backwards at a stat speed of 350. So close, and with so little warning, avoiding the force would be difficult. Regardless, the entire area around the Vice-Captain would be cleared of everything, and, as an aftereffect of Surasorutoiera, he would be launched upward into the air as well. Kazuko intended to take the battle into the sky, and get away from all the wanton death below. Slowly, Kazuko would stop his acceleration with Air-Ground, formed at his hands and feet, and remain standing in the sky above. Glaring at the woman who had caused so much disaster and destruction, he thought. Judging by her hesitation earlier and her expression… something strange is happening to her. Either that, or she’s just crazy.

Wherever Llusia was, Kazuko would call out, his voice demanding, this time, “You seem to be showing signs of fatigue. and are slowing down, Domenech. Any longer, and Resurrection will be too much for your body.” It was a simple statement, really. But it was also a taunt. As an analyst in combat, Kazuko was able to piece together that, for one reason another, the movements of the Arrancar were losing some of their edge. Had the fights beforehand weakened her, or was she naturally prone to weakness? Regardless of her reasons, the air would grew thicker with the Reiatsu of the officer, his body coated in an aura of grey. It seemed he was gathering Reiatsu for something; whether it was for a technique or his zanpakuto, it would not be certain. If Kazuko did release his blade now, then Sakuretsu Ken would activate, and the Reiatsu he had placed in the woman would erupt forth into the form of his element. Strange though. The Vice-Captain, for all intents and purposes, could have activated the technique earlier, but chose not to. What was he planning with the Arrancar, exactly?


Remaining Reiatsu: 1225/1500 (-150 for Surasorutoiera)

[Llusia Domenech]

SPOILER: Click to show

Llusia felt herself suddenly lifted and thrown against a wall and debris crush her against it. Coughing up blood slight, she pushed the wall off of her and her arms limp she looked down, blood from her skin suddenly started lifting off lifting into the air she looked up at Kazuko through her normal darkred eyes from her previous pink eyes."forgive me...Kazuko Shi-" she held her hand out towards him when her scars on her arms and legs started bleeding profusely, she looked down and shook her head tears starting to form in her eyes, she looked around and saw the dead bodies, her eyes wide and as if her pupils started to shake "No, please don't do this, please don't do this, I don't want this, I didn't want any of this, n-" her blood began falling up into the air and they formed three swords circling her, then sudden lunged forward and impaled her to the wall behind her. She screamed in intense agony, when the swords engulfed her into a blood bubble bigger then her.

Inside her clothes began to rip and were replaced with bones, a spine with spikes on each vertebrae, a skeleton outlining forming all over her body, her arms lined with claws at the end. Her torso was grabbed by bone fingers and they covered her breast, her waist was circled and then wrapped, bone extruding over her front side hiding her womenly tool away from view. Her legs were outlined much like her legs and wrapped around her feet making them look like bone wolf paws. Her jaw soon was followed and formed a bone jaw with its bottom row of teeth showing. Her body grew in size and she now was 5'10 looking down on Kazuko. The bubble burst leaving the area sprayed, almost looking like the area had been bombed with a blood bomb. The blood that flew towards Kazuko, hit him, entering his his body through his mouth, and pores. He would not notice anything substantial about it, only its nasty taste from reguler blood, but if he were to get cut anywhere on his body besides her torso, his arms would slowly begin to become numb and he will be unable to function them properly.

Llusia hit the ground running quite literally, running towards him, then slide between his legs, grabbing his baggy pant legs and dragged him onto the floor, his face would hit the ground, she then stood up and jumped into the air, point her hands at the three buildings at the sides of Kazuko, destroying them with two Bala's, then pointed down and shot in front of him and behind him, she held her hand out and formed a blood ball roughly the size of her as the blood from the corpses began to seep from out debris, holding the ball above her head she threw it down and had it splash all over the area in a 40 meter radius.

Reiatsu:1200/2000
Ressurection-400
Formation of Blood Ball-50

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The air grew heavy, suddenly, and the boy narrowed his eyes; the feeling was malevolent, viscous, and, perpetually, wicked. Resurrection. The body of the Arrancar morphed and changed, grotesque to look at, giving way to a new bastion of power. Blood seemed to seep from her very being, as a skeleton enveloped her, and her body convulsed with Reiatsu. Disgusting. this was the only word he could label it. How could someone forsake their body for something that pervasive? After the woman transformed, she formed a sphere of crimson and caused it to explode. Blood? Kazuko questioned as even the crimson managed to reach even his position; however invasive it was, the boy not doused in the liquid, but only the parts which had faced her had touched it… it made him sick! It was not long after that the woman soon moved toward him, grabbed the end of his robe, and pulled him down at the ground.

His body hit the ground roughly, but with her strength, the effect was not colossal. Dazed somewhat, he reacted on instinct. Instead, realizing the danger of his situation, and the second attack of the woman, Kazuko picked himself off the ground, disappearing in a step of Shunpo as the second ball of crimson exploded. After seeing the technique, he would not fall prey to it so easily again. He reappeared outside of the range of the explosion, his sandals sliding on the pavement of the street. So her power uses blood? What are her limits, effects? Ironic that something so symbolic would used as a means of thrill for her. Realizing that she had already sprayed him with the blood from before, Kazuko pulled him arms through the openings in his robes, slipping the top portion off. Underneath, he had on the white undergarments of his uniform. “So you finally decided to reveal your true self.” He said, wiping his face clean of her blood. “We can begin our game now.”

As Kazuko had wiped his face, he had slipped something into his mouth; a piece of gum, seemingly. Llusia would feel the air thicken again, not with her Reiatsu, however, but with the Reiatsu of the Vice-Captain. “I’ve removed my Limiter.” He said, simply, as he raised his hand toward the woman. Llusia would likely prepare to dodge or attack at that moment, as the boy had made some sort of attack obvious. But nothing came. There was no sudden buildup of Reiatsu, sound, or anything visible. There was nothing. Not until her shoulder was pierced by something, and explosion would rock her body, would she know that anything was there. Kazuko had fired Mabarashi Dangan, a Hado spell that fired a super-condensed grenade-like bullet of Reiatsu, which to those with less than 50 in Energy Sensory, was invisible and soundless. With such difficulty in perceiving the spell, Llusia would have a difficult time dealing with the implications of such an attack. Regardless, her body, more specifically her arm, would be eviscerated with shrapnel, possibly destroying the limb.

Regardless, Kazuko now understood that the woman used blood in some way or form as her power, so he continued to keep his distance. He did not want to get any of it on him, without knowing more about her. Possibly dazed or confused by the previous attack, Llusia would find that moving to attack, or counter, would be difficult, as a series of blades, made out of light, soon surrounded and sealed her, right after Mabarashi Dangan had detonated. Wordlessly, Kazuko had used Rikujokoro, a binding Bakudo that trapped opponents within a series of light-blades. If it connected, Llusia would not be able to move her body, which would be locked in paralysis. So soon after releasing his Limiter, the Arrancar would find that she was now outclassed in terms of raw Reiatsu. His spells were just a medium for his cold-rage. Kazuko would say, his voice taking on a sour note, “Let me show you real power.”

Regardless whether Llusia was trapped or not, Kazuko’s outstretched arm would light up with electricity. The golden lightning would wrap around his forearm, traveling down to the apex of his palm. Again, without a word, he had used another spell, Raikoho. The woman would find a massive blast of lightning heading straight toward her, it encompassed the entire street, filling the night with a new light. Needless to say, if the spell struck her, she would find herself find much of her body destroyed and damaged. With that level of Reiatsu, it was dangerous to even try and stop it, but that was obvious. As it traveled toward her, it destroyed both bodies, blood, and buildings, or anything else close to it. All and all, Kazuko had barely begun, and, judging by the means of his attacks, he had opted to take combat at range. He was an analyst at combat, and he knew when to strike an opportunity when it presented itself. The question was, just how would the Arrancar react to this offensive?


Remaining Reiatsu: 2225/3000 (+1500 for Released Limiter, -50 for Shunpo, -150 for Mabarashi Dangan, -150 for Rikujokoro, -150 for Raikoho)

Limiter: Released

[Llusia Domenech]

Llusia looked down at her arm and smiled, looking at the rips of the skin j. Her body, holding it up, a crimson blade began to from from her arm, wrapping around it. Moving forward she began cutting and blocking the bakudo, then turning to the side she looked at Kazuko, pointing her arm at Kazuko and griping her ripped arm, blood began to seep out more and the sword increase in size, raising it above her head, she threw it at the incoming kido and saw more blood splatter around the area as the kido and sword met and exploded. Llusia landed in the middle of the blood area, she looked down and at her arm, grabbing her wrist she gritted her teeth and let blood fall from her wound, her aiming the open wound towards Kazuko, and then suddenly her face went blank. Falling to her knees and knelled over screaming in pain at something inside of her. Not her physical body but her soul, her being, was being split apart. She screamed a stomach wrenching scream that even Kazuko would wince at, not out of fear, but because the intensity of her scream was so intense its echo broke windows around the city. Finally stopping scream shed had labored breaths "Aparición...De...Sangre" she suddenly turned into blood and seeped quickly into the blood in the area, resting and shaking as she had just lost someone dear to her...

From the blood in front Kazuko, he would see a figure in the blood, soon it erupted from the blood and stood on the blood. She was the height of Llusia, her features so the same it was...as of these two were twins. She walked towards Kazuko, the first think he would notice was her blue eyes, followed by her black hair. She wore Arrancar Guarmets that were black, making her look like a...a bloody shinagami. She opened her hand and a sword with a white sheath the same as Llusia's just reverse in color rise from the blood. She stepped onto the dry ground, she breathed out and stuck her sword into the dirt. She looked at him quietly at first then around the area, the destruction, the horror Llusia had done to this poor city. She turned back to Kazuko "Hello Kazuko Shiba...I do not think you know what I am, and there are very few that do, my name is Aisull Domenech, I do not think you care in this moment, for there is a swelling...hatred in your heart, a darkness forming. But I know it was not put there recently, Llusia was not the reason for that in your heart. I am not Llusia, she right now has...lost something very...dear to her, a great break in her mind has formed because if it" she looked at his face and saw it, just for one tiny moment a flash of confusion for it was the confusion of someone who has gone through this type of break.

She reached out slowly, stopping, she grabbed her sword and tossed it back into the blood, then her over guarmet, followed by her under shirt. She stood with her chest out and bandages around her breast, this was not meant to be of sexual intent but so Kazuko would not strike her in fear she meant harm. He would see scars apon scars on her body, burn marks, x scars, cuts down her arms and thighs, and he would see the bullet holes in her cheat where he heart laid. She looked at hm and breathed slowly, reaching out and gently touching his arms, he would feel the heat of her body and she looked at him, more specifically his arms. She began felling up it, to his shoulder, then to his neck slightly, then to his cheeks and then to his forehead, pulling his head forward slowly, she touched his forehead with hers and she closed her eyes. Pulling back she released him "who do you fight for Shiba? Why do you countiue to fight, things like the hatred in that heart of yours should no be there, not in someone like you, so young. I see it in your eyes even now, it is a true shame a soul so pure and young tainted with the hatred of war and fight. Please understand what I am about to tell you, because I want you to know what I am. Do you remember before being a shinagami what you wanted to do? I wanted to be Llusia's sister, I never understood why though. When I was young my body had been used for things unspeakable, but it was then I realized something odd about myself, I did not know...where I lived, who my parents were, what my name was, I seemed to come to life when Llusia was crying. Soon it began happening more and more, her crying and me showing up, but until the moment she killed me, did I realize what I am. Back then...I was her, I am everything she hid from herself, buried in her subcouncious, the one getting raped? Was her, the one getting cut up and molested, was her. I am the fucked up emotions she left behind to fester, and then one day...we died. I gained these bullet wounds and it was over...at least I thought. And then she woke up again, she wondered, she looked for someone to guide her. I turned into...her negative energy, I turned into her monster, I lead her down the path and an Arrancar, because a shinagami was moments to late as Llusia felt the change. I turned the monster the manipulator, the true Arrancar. Soon, we had begun to heal, this is something you shinagami do not know, for many if the Arrancar they are getting a second chance and the only reason why are monsters is because we are still lost, still looking for a hand to guide us, but once again you shinagami were to late. Soon we got stronger we fought we survived, we made friends, comrades. Then in a down turn if happiness we were attacked, by your people, they were killed while we, we got away. For so long I felt hatred, I felt anger, I did not understand why I had to fight, why Llusia dragged me into this hell, and why, why the hell the shinagami did not save us...instead slaughter us, destroy our friends. Then we became Arrancar, we become something, we formed a family with two others strong enough to project us this time. We fell in love and we hurt one of them...she then...just lost it, she decided the only way to stop all the fighting was to fight Kuroi, to go against the throne, but the pressure broke her...I do not tell you this to change your opinion of us, nor is this a sob story, I am doing this because of these" she slowly put her palm on his chest and felt his scars, moving to his arms and she looked with sadness.

She looked at her hand and looked at a ring, taking it off she looked at him "Kazuko, I know you will never forgive Llusia for being weak and breaking under pressure but I want you to make me a promise Aisull Domenech, a promise that you won't fall in that dark hole that risides there now, please please promise me, you taking this will acknowledge that I am real, that I serve another purpose then being the the raped, the molested, the killer, the monster. If you promise then I might be able to keep going, have a real purpose, to someday..." she stopped touching his hand and moved her hands away silent, her voice a small whisper "I have no right...no right..." she let her ring fall down her hand and rill off towards the ground, she had come to the realization, she was a nothing, a nobody from no where, she had no name, she had no family, she had nothing. She was not a person, she was a thought, an accident, why would someone like Kazuko care, he wouldn't understand what it means to be forced into fighting for something already lost.

Reiatsu: 1050/2000
Blood Pool:100
Blood weapon:50

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Her Resurrection was strong enough to overpower his Kido, which meant that the Vice-Captain would have to try something a little bigger. But something seemed to be happening to her. She screamed, causing the boy to wince and take a step back at the sheer force of it. Windows shattered, and finally, after a few labored breaths, the woman transformed her body into blood, falling into the pools all around her. Had she run away? Was she hiding? Kazuko had his answer, however, as another figure materialized from out of the blood, different than the one who had gone in before. She... became the blood? The Vice-Captain scanned her pressure as best he could, but found nothing on the new figure; it was almost as if she did not exist, but she was there all the same. The woman approached him, slowly, striking her sword into the ground, likely signaling her intent. Cautious, the boy did not know how exactly to gauge this woman. Of course, she was connected the person the boy had been combating, but how?

She revealed herself under the name of Aisull Domenech, sharing the last name of her predecessor, thus linking a connection between them. Surprisingly, she spoke of his pain. His hatred; like she knew all about it. But what are you? He told himself, confused at this whole scene. He was unnerved, to say the least, at having a potential enemy in front of him, but the boy felt no aura of danger from her. But he felt regret, grief, and pain from her. A story book without a happy ending. It was so cruel. How could life do this to them? The woman then tossed her sword, along with much of her garments, exposing bandages and scars underneath; bullet wounds, cuts, burns, and many other things. It spoke volumes of pain. She touched his arm, then his shoulder, moving her touch along his chest, finally ending at his cheek. It was not an attempt at seduction, but a symbolic one. For some reason, she knew of his scars as well. For the moment, the boy made no movement to stop her, but his body was tense nonetheless. For some reason, he did not attack her; maybe it was a connection made through shared experience? Who knew.

Aisull spoke of their past; or more exactly, her past, and they had tried to cope with the loss. Kazuko listened, his free hand clenched at his side. Even humans could be cruel. Life had no mercy for the lost and damned. While some would call life fair and balanced, the boy knew otherwise. Life liked to play cruel games. When she finished, there was an overbearing silence. He took a few steps back from her. His eyes were cast down, almost in shame at what his emotions were telling him to do. “Neither of you will be forgiven.” He said finally. “Your pain… I can only understand some of it.” His words were difficult to say. “You didn’t deserve your suffering, but I can’t allow your crimes to go unpunished. I can’t forget those who perished here. Never.” There would be another silence, as Kazuko raised his hand up, slowly, and deliberately. “My hatred is my own. What I choose to do with it is my own decision. My original intentions with you were to capture what was left of your body after I had finished with you, and bring you with me to Squad Six for interrogation and torture.” He extended two fingers out, blue fire forming at their tips, lighting his face in a pale light. “I will do you a mercy then if I can. Fight for your life, Aisull, and for Llusia, because I will not forgive you, but I can at least try and understand why you did the things you did.”

Kazuko aimed his hand forward, directly toward Aisull, his eyes, for a moment, dark and solemn. He was a Shinigami first, and a person second. The projection that was Aisull would vanish, both metaphorically and physically, as two towers of fire engulfed her figure. Soren Sokatsui. She would return to where she came, likely. The twin blasts of fire would encompass the entire street, and destroy the buildings near it as well, unlike the Raikoho. It was strong and hot enough to plow through the concrete, burning all that it touched, even blood. Llusia, who hid in her blood pools, would have to deal with the massive flames as they scorched all that they touched. Whether or not she would be sane was another question entirely. He wanted her to show herself. However, instead of following up the spell, the boy waited for his opponent to move. The hatred he had felt now simmered in a pit of loathing. He just wanted to leave. To forget. He didn’t want to hear the other side of things. That complicated his mission as a Shinigami. Why did people suffer? Why was life so cruel to the young? Its… not fair. Nothing is fair… He felt like crying, but he had done enough of that already. Crying would not bring back the dead, or the hundreds he had murdered. He could only do his duty.


Remaining Reiatsu: 1825/3000 (-400 for Soren Sokatsui)

[Llusia Domenech]

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{Supersad Music}

Asiull looked to Kazuko and smiled, looking back to the blood and then to him as he raised his hand "I am truly sorry things are going to end this way for me..." she walked closer to Kazuko to get full impact as Llusia raised for the blood moments to late. Jumping up and screaming horror "WAIT! AISULL NO!" the flames engulfed her as she cried in pain with the smile still on her face, she fell to her knees, burns all over her. What Kazuko failed to realize was that Aisull was not an apparition, not a vision, nothing of that sort. He did the opposite of what she asked for, he failed to realize her as a soul, a physical being, instead he thought of her as nothing but an extension of Llusia, today was the day Aisull Domenech died, twice. Llusia dropped from her ress and quickly hit the floor running to Aisull and holding her in her arms "I...I think...I...Fucked up Lizzy." Llusia laughed and cried moving hair out of her face "You dumbass, why didn't you move? Why...why did you try talking to them, they never listen, we tried time after time...so why? why did you...why did you do this, why?" Llusia cried but kept her smiled, grabbing her hand in hopes to keep her talking "I...I tried...so...so hard...Do...you see? This...this is...why we...must try...to be...the better person..." she smiled and raised her arm towards Kazuko "I....will ask...only one....one thing...from...you. Please...please listen...listen...with your human...side. I...want you...t-" she looked at him trying to get the words out but nothing came, nothing made a sound. Slowly her raised arm lowered, her breaths slowed.

Llusia shook her head and held her tighter "No...stop playing Aisull, this isn't funny anymore okay, please just wake up now, it's not funny...not...fun...ny...Aisull?...I remember when i made Aisull up. She was a bit younger then me, the first time she came around, was when I had met some of my dad's friends. They had ripped my clothes that I had on and left me undressed in the corner crying as they laughed from what they did to me. She came with messed up hair, appearing squatting in front of me. She had said "Let me ease your pain, okay?" she had even smiled at me and helped me up. She helped me into the bathroom and washed my hair for me, i was 11 the first time those things happened. Soon it was happening every month, and the fucked up thing was, I was looking forward to it, to see Aisull, to talk to her, to let all my feelings out and cry in her arms. Eventually i got older, and so did Aisull, one day she offered something, the thing she spoke to you about, she offered to be in place for me when i was being played with by my dads friends. When she asked, i couldn't believe it, no one, not anyone would care so much as to go through that. That same day they came, It was like i wasn't even there, Aisull had taken over and let me...sleep. We did that for so long before my father finally finished me off on my 17th birthday. The gun wounds, stabs marks on my thighs, all him, I remember being...so lost, so angry, I blamed Aisull for how i truly felt and she only spited me, but the weird thing was" she looked up at Kazuko and laughed through crying eyes "She never gave up on me, ever, she's been with me for 400 years now, and nothing's changed, until now...Soul reaper i do not care what you think of me, as I have given up on your kinds great cause to save innocent souls, so do what you want with me. I know not of what to do, but I ask one thing of you, save her, fix her, there is something human in you that she saw, I know of your squads capabilities so let it show, save this girl...please" she picked up Aisull like a child and looked at Kazuko "Do not think of it as a favor, do it to save an innocent soul, is that not what you Shinagami strive for?" she looked him deep in his eyes and pleaded with her soul, to at least save her.

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When the fires of the Soren Sokatsui dwindled, the figure of the girl barely stood, albeit burned all over her body, amidst a charred background. The boy watched as she dropped to her knees, unable to stand, and the woman he had been engaged with before materialized. The intensity of her pressure diminished, thus signaling the end of her Resurrection as well. Kazuko looked on with eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and wariness; he did not trust either of them, including the apparition that had turned out to be an actual soul. Though, he had enough respect for them to stay his blade for the moment, wanting to know where they would take their dilemma. It stung him to see this. Death was never a pretty thing, no matter how justified it may be. Right and wrong were not as clear cut as they had taught in the academy. They never mentioned the gray areas of life; the ones that made a person have to question their own beliefs and weigh those answers against society and life itself. This… this job is never easy. He thought, his mind tired. Kazuko had a duty as a Shinigami. One that he knew he could not fail. But was it really worth it? Was any of this actually worth it? At times like these, he really did wonder where he was going.

Llusia pleaded with Kazuko for the life of Aisull, disregarding her life in the process; Kazuko had to look away from her, unable to meet either in the eyes. At this point, the boy realized the danger from either woman had passed, and they were in the hands of desperation. One would die, and the other would follow suit if the boy followed through on his orders and his morals. There was no other way of phrasing it. That was it. Gagoiru… what should I do? He said inside his mind, needing the callous push of his zanpakuto to stay his decision. This time, however, the old man, who had caused the boy so much anguish, did not reply for quite some time. Not until the boy had given up on an answer from him did a response come. Slowly, just as tired as the boy, his decayed voice came. Do what you feel must be done. And that was it. Kazuko was left more confused than before. Or was he? Kazuko obeyed the Thirteen Court Guard Squads to the letter, but what could, or should, he do in this situation. Kill them both? I need to avenge those who have fallen, and those who might fall if I let them live. He told himself as he raised his palm again, a ball of lightning materializing the next instant.

Kazuko looked at one, then the other, apologizing with his eyes. The moment he thought he would do the deed, he stopped, and lowered his hand, casting his eyes at his hand. What am I doing? He asked himself, unable to ignore the pleas and his actions. Did the innocent really deserve to be blamed for the actions of the damned? Kazuko looked at Aisull, trying to judge how close to a Shinigami she appeared. She…she might resemble a Shinigami. Just maybe… After a few more seconds of debate, Kazuko relented. “You may have suffered, but these people should not have been blamed.” He said to Llusia, his eyes cold. She still made him sick to look at. But this was not about her at the moment – at least that was what he told himself. “This girl named Aisull… she looks like a Shinigami, and her pressure might pass for one too.” He paused, letting this sink in. “I will take her, and take her to Squad Four and Twelve. They might be able to do something for her…” Another silence passed between them, and he took the body of Aisull with his hands, trying to steel his mind and make sure he did not give him to his predispositions.

“If this girl does anything, at all to jeopardize the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, she will die.” It was a simple statement, but one that carried much weight as well to the other girl. “Do not mistake this kindness for weakness. I will tell you two, and only two things: If we ever meet again, your life will end. Leave no doubt in your mind about that. The second; if you interfere with the Thirteen Court Guard Squads again, Aisull will die.” Kazuko did not want to hear Llusia any longer. The whole encounter had left an awful taste in the back of his mouth, and if it were not for the his morals on right and wrong, he would have done what needed to be done. For now, he would follow where these left-over morals of his would take him and see whether they had any value in his life. “Pray, Llusia, that we never meet again. These deaths will be repaid, one way or another.” The boy said finally to the girl, turning to leave, ordering a set of two screen doors to appear before him as he walked into them, back to the society of souls, intending to lie about the identity of Aisull, and pass or off as a survivor. What he was doing might have been foolish, but he neither cared nor wanted to dwell on his actions any longer.

He was tired of trying to decide what was right in a world that was filled with wrong.


Remaining Reiatsu: 1825/3000

Thread: Ended

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{OOC}

I'm going to submit the thread for a grading already, since I'm out of posts to write and I think the thread at this point is over. If you want to do a reaction post, you can go ahead and do so before or after any grading.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

+390 TP to Kazuko
+200 TP to Llusia