Desert Encounter: Biohazard and the Hunter (NDE, R)

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Thread Title: "Desert Encounter: Biohazard and the Hunter
Participants: Tsaj Dread, Vannan Harper
World: Hueco Mundo
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: In the desert of Hueco Mundo
Special Conditions: None
Circumstances: Vannan and Tsaj were talking normally until Vannan spoke about about spying in Las Noches. That's when she went after his throat. He was able to get away however now he was upset and felt as if Tsaj betrayed him.

[Tsajara Dread]

The arrow that sailed past her head caught Dread's attention rather quickly, and she tilted her head for a brief moment before her head slowly rotated, a look of utter fatigue and weariness at having to deal with combat passing her features. She didn't want to hurt the kid, but if he was gonna start shooting her she...well....just ughhhh, really didn't want to have any semblance of involvement with the quincy, her irritation becoming apparent as she turned the rest of her body to face him. She had very little to fight him with, her ressureccion and that was....about it. She just really had absolutely nothing to throw at him without going all-in. Goddamn did she need to learn some new tricks.

For the time being she stood rather still, her eyes watching the boy carefully as he remained at a....relative distance. For all intents and purposes she knew nothing about him other than that he preferred to "ironically" avoid confront ations with hollows. If he was any kind of fast then he was going to avoid her like the plague, and seeing as she had absolutely no ranged attacks, that meant this was going to be one annoying-ass battle. One that no doubt was going to take more energy and grief than it was worth, and all because this guy freaked out over a grab. Well....she had lost it a little, but really she had no idea why he was so jumpy.

Her attention shifted to his bow, eyes narrowing as she took in a deep breath, a grunt escaping her. The ranged weapon was going to be a ragged pain in her ass no doubt, and she had no earthly idea how she was even going to get close enough to get a swing at him now that he was on his guard. There was nothing she could think of that would probably draw him in, and she really didn't like that thought. Kneeling down and taking a knee, she looked down at the sand, her eyes leaving the quincy for a brief moment, though her other senses were primed and ready to go.

Taking a handful of sand, she took a brief moment to take stock of their surroundings: Sand. Yep, there wasn't much else. Some small dunes but otherwise just a fuckton of sand. Which meant absolutely nowhere for her to hide from that goddamn bow of his. Another incredible disadvantage for her. She needed to find a way to get him to chill his fucking tits, otherwise she was going to end up on the ground and pincushioned. Which would no doubt put a hell of a damper on the rest of her day. Something she most assuredly did not want to do. Begrudgingly she looked back up to the quincy and simply remained still for the time being. Attacking first was going to get her absolutely nowhere, and quite frankly her best bet was to simply avoid or block h is incoming arrows until the man had some sense return to him. Unless by some miracle he decided to move into close range. Then well....she'd have some chance of subduing him.

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{stats}Strength - 50 Points

Speed - 115 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 150 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 120 Points

Light Aura - 50 Points

Dark Aura - 50 Points

Instinct - 100 Points

Senses - 70 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 605 Points

Skill Points:

•[Street Fighting]: {1}

•[Analyzing]: {1}

•[Calm Mind]: {1}

•[Battle Analysis]: {1}

•[Damage Recovery]: {1}

•[Stealth]: {1}

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There was some noticeable difference in space between the two of them, however that wasn't an issue for him. He was a quincy the farther away from his foe he was the better off he was. What was a surprise to him was that after he fired his arrows she didn't turn around and attack him right away. Instead she was wasting time garbing a hand full of sand. He didn't care what her reason was for doing it, right now he was pissed that she had tried to kill him and then she had the gall to try and walk off like nothing happened.

Vannan wasn't a fool he knew that as long as he held his bow he would have the advantage. The pain from the hollow grabbing his hand before had faded, now that his mind was focused on taking down Tsaj. She had tricked him all so that she could try to kill him when he had his guard down, he wasn't going to let that slip there was no way he was going to hold back now. Normally he wouldn't even think about going right into a fight, but he felt as if she had just used his naturally kind nature to get the better of him. As much as he hated he felt as if the Vandenreich were right about arrancars.

She was quiet he didn't like that was she planing something? It didn't matter if it came down to it he always had that to use. “Whats wrong? Now that your plan to kill me failed you're not going to talk?” He didn't care if she would talk or not he wasn't going to listen to any more of her lies. Her actions spoke much louder than all her lies. The sand was soft so he could feel himself slipping into it as he tried to plant himself down so he could get a better grip for what he was about to do.

Pulling back on his bow he notched up three arrows. He could do more, but for now he only needed three. Sinking his back foot into the sand a little more he pushed off of the sand and ran right at her. Letting go of the string of his bow he fired off all three of his arrows right at her, however each arrow was aimed for a different location. His middle arrow which was the one she would see as the most threatening was actual aimed for her hole. While the other two were going towards her sides, but the arrows weren't his real attack. “Smite the enemy with hollow steel.” His bow vanished from his hands an instead there was a silver blade. Running from behind his arrows with Hohle Schneide in hand he lunged his sword forward trying to stab her in her heart.

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{Stats and skills}
(Remaining Reiatsu 2445/2500 3 class seven arrows and Hohle Schneide)

Strength - [100] Points

Speed - [100] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [200] x 1.25= 250 Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200]x 1.25= 250 Points

Light Aura - [75] Points

Dark Aura - [25] Points

Instinct - [100]x.75= 75Points

Senses - [100]x.75= 75 Points

Energy sensory - [0]x.75= 0 Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [800] Points
Abilities




[Stealth ] {2}
[Archery] {2}
[Acting] {2}
[Sex] {2}
[Focused Eye] {2}

[Tsajara Dread]

Ajra narrowed her eyes as the quincy went on in some sort of indignant manner, those calm, tired eyes staring at the male with a slowly growing apathy, as if bit by bit, she were reading his soul, determining his worth, his potential, and his relevence in the grand scheme of their surroundings. She hated ending a life that would be considered "meaningful", a life that would effect others, and perhaps lead to a more positive future. Any other individual, she could so easily snuff out with no remorse, mercy, or inner turmoil. But sadly, Vannan did not fit this criteria. Flirtatious as he was, and as quick as he was to be so presumptuous about her intent, she could not so easily write him off as worthless, even if some side of her might think he was getting close.

The formation of the arrows caught her attention in no time at all, those eyes narrowing as she stared calmly in the individuals' direction. The fact of the matter was that she had no intention of allowing him to score a hit, especially when she hadn't the slightest idea what sort of threat his attacks might pose. As those arrows raced for her, she promptly sidestepped, her zanpaku'to rising to deflect one of those arrows that might have skimmed her, though only partially doing so, the arrow whizzing past her, only just missing her side as she watched him proceed to race in her direction, wielding some sort of large blade.

The blade met her own zanpaku'to, and she narrowed her eyes as that blade vied for a strike on her chest, her blade promptly being used to pushed into the side of that blade, pushing it aside as she moved her body in the opposite direction of the push, moving the blade away from her and moving herself away from it in the same motion as her eyes narrowed, her attention focused. She recalled the use of his bow. While it was a considerable weapon, the bow had one dire weakness in that it required two hands to operate. Her free hand rose, pointing two of her fingers. Her pointer finger pointing directly at the male's face, while her middle finger, more subtly, was pointed at his dominant hand's (deduced based on the firing of his bow) shoulder. Twin orbs of reiryoku formed at her fingertips, the size of basketballs before they almost instantly compressed into small bullets, at which point they fired, the arrancaress using the quincy's foreward momentum to minimize the quincy's capabilities so far as being able to dodge.

However she was more than aware that the quincy was likely to dodge or back off, and already prepared two more bala, and preparing herself, in the event that he somehow managed to avoid the first two bala, she would wait for the instant he stopped moving to fire another set at him at the center of mass, his chest, where there was the greatest chance of making a hit, when he would be recovering from the motion used to dodge. However, if he took any of the first two bala, she would have no need for the second volley, and simply proceed to watch him carefully from that point, knowing better than to waste her reiatsu with needless consumption of spiritual energy if she had already managed to damage his ability to fire arrows from a distance.

(Remaining Reiatsu: 1500-100=1400/1500 Reiatsu.

Conditional deductions: If the first two bala fail to connect then 1400-100=1300/1500 reiatsu )

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He didn't expect Tasj to be as fast as she was. She had dodged his arrows and blocked his attack, but it didn't matter his strike had done it's damage not to her, but to her blade. His strike was stronger than her's however it wasn't a clean hit so he couldn't cut through her blade, but it did leave a large crack on it. While his blade slowly started to glow as it had dislodge some of the spiritual particles of her blade. It was a bitter sweet exchange as he saw that she didn't only block his attack she had done one of her own and it was coming right at him.

It was two orbs of reiatsu heading right for him, but he wasn't too worried about it at all. Even though he was heading right for her and this attack he could dodge it simply by using Hirenkyaku. As he took his next step he used Hirenkyaku to kick back and to the left of where he was. He saw the balls of reiatsu fly off past him, there wasn't anything in the teaching of the Vandnenreich about this it looked like a smaller cero, but much faster. Before he could even think about it too much another, he saw she had lined up another set aimed for him.

He raised his blade up and slashed at the bala's as they came at him destroying both of them with a clean swipe of his holde. However it now lacked the blue glow it had just moments before. Her actions again spoke with the nature that he had been told about. That arrancars only wanted to kill and eat. “You had me fooled, I thought you weren't a monster, but I guess I was wrong.” Catching his breath he looked on at her expecting something else to come his way,but nothing. If she wasn't going to attack him he would.

Going in head first wasn't going to work this time, he sighed and let go of how he felt. He dropped his blade and took in one deep breath as his white clothing turned black. Around his face a white gas mask formed covering most of his face. His dark blue hair turned to a toxic green. Hovering over his back a massive bio-harzerd symbol glowed green acting as his wings.On the palms of each of his hands there is a small bio-hazard symbol that glowed green. This was his Vollstandig as much as he hated how it made him look right now it was needed to take on Tsaj.He opened his hands and had the palms face at Tsaj unleashing a volly of green arrows from his hands. Even though the arrows seemed to be aimed at random he actually was aiming for her chest.

(Remaining reiatsu 0/2500 -50 for Hirenyaku -2395 for Vollstandig)

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{New stats due to Vollstandig}

Strength - [100]+295= 395 Points

Speed - [100]+600= 700 Points

Spiritual Pressure - [200]+0=200 Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200]+600= 800 Points

Light Aura - [75] Points

Dark Aura - [25] Points

Instinct - [100]+600= 700 Points

Senses - [100]+100= 200 Points

Energy sensory - [0]+ 200= 200 Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points

[Tsajara Dread]

Dread's eyes went wide when that blade began to break down her blade, a sudden panic reaching her as she swallowed hard, watching as the quincy raced back and continued to spout nonsense. And slowly, her eyes began to narrow. It was strange why the quincy was putting on this show. She was understanding, the Quincy had found some sort of strange religious dogma to justify itself. It was under the assumption that she was some sort of monster, and indeed, thinking back to the fear in his eyes it was likely that he had started out with that assumption. She began to feel less and less sorry about her actions. If this was truly the boy's tempering, then it didn't matter that she'd been aggressive. It soon became apparent to her that he had been looking for an excuse to call her a monster.

Her attention was diverted by the sound of the release, the sudden massive burst of reiatsu as the quincy unleashed it's "holy" form, that dark and surprisingly sinister form. However she did not feel particularly afraid. It was unusual, and quite off-putting, but it wasn't very fearsome. She felt surprisingly....calm. Even as that arrow barrage was fired in her direction. She closed her eyes, and tossed her blade to the side right before those arrows tore into her. The pain alone was intense, agonizing, and dug at her very soul as she found herself teetering slightly, doing everything she could to remain uprght as she stared straight ahead.

The soft sound of blood dripping to the ground, she dropped to one knee, blood already spilling from her mouth as she twitched, staring straight ahead. Shit. She'd intended to make a statement, to try and somehow show that she wasn't going to fight the quincy. If it wanted to insist on fighting, they were going to be the monster. But it seemed she had been a bit too careless. And looking down at her chest, she saw no less than two new holes in her chest. The other arrows having passed through her hollow hole, though the others had absolutely destroyed her body, passing through as if she were nothing and leaving perfectly round holes in their wake.

Slowly, she reached up, her hand moving to try and cover the larger of the two holes, her chest convulsing in agony as she wheezed, her breath bubbling as she did so due to the blood in her lungs. And slowly, she looked up with the same calm eyes t hat she'd had the entire fight. Old, tired eyes, eyes that saw nothing but violent youth attacking what it did not understand. And she caught herself wondering: was this going to be the end? The speed and power of the attacks were worlds too high for her to even consider trying to avoid or even sense let alone try to block. Sslowly, a smile spread across her face and she laughed, her lungs still frothing slightly as red bubbles spilled from the corner of her mouth before she dropped to the ground.

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It was odd she didn't raise her blade nor did she try to block his attack. He couldn't imagine in what situation would someone not try to even block, unless something was wrong. He saw her just there taking his arrows not even moving. It left him dumbfounded that she didn't do anything and that's when it came to him he was the monster here wasn't her it was him. He had acted out in fear and anger at a mistake that he just understood.

He rushed over to her as fast as he could and ripped off the gas mask over his face. He saw his coat that he gave her in the sand getting dirty with her blood. He felt sick to his stomach as he saw his handy work. He saw the holes that he had created in her the blood pouring out from her body. Her smile across her face made him feel even worse as if she was mocking him proving that he was the real monster.

There was no words to describe how upset he was at himself for doing this. Normally he didn't feel bad about ending a life, but for some reason this was different, it felt as if this was a slaughter and he was the one who did it to her. Silently he fell to his knees next to her. He grabbed his coat from the sand with blood dripping off of it. He placed it over her to cover up the holes he had made. He didn't want to see it anymore.

“I'm sorry.” He placed his left hand on her face, not caring about the pain that he felt from it. "I was wrong.” He lifted himself up off of the sand holding his melting hand. He walked away not looking back leaving her there. He didn't know if he would see her again, but he hoped that she would live. If she did he would let her get off a few blows for what he did and pray that she would forgive him for his foolishness.

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[Kyomei Kuchiki]

+110 TP to Tsaj
+120 +100 = +220 TP to Vannan


I do want to make sure that you are aware that your stats in Vollstandig were illegal, though, Faust. No matter what, strength, speed, and reiatsu strength cannot exceed 3x their base forms. Vollstandig is not capable of pushing them past that 3x cap.