For Want of a Soul [DE, Medium-Hard, R]

[Zeich Yajuu]

Name: For Want of a Soul

Participants: Human World Dwellers, Shinigami; Class 4-1.

Location: Karakura Town

Difficulty Level: Medium-Hard

Setting: DE

Plotline:
A mysterious figure has appeared within Karakura Town, but this is hardly unusual despite how it sounds; people have a habit of coming and going so fast that it's hard to tell they were even there. As a major spiritual hub, this figure could be living, dead, or somewhere between. But what makes this particular figure interesting is its presence, the sense of self that others get from it when they approach. Those with spiritual senses can detect some sort of presence, almost like Reiatsu, but it's faint, wispy and unsure. Is this a spirit? A human with spiritual powers? Nobody knows. What they do know is that it has been appearing at random all across the town, approaching people and offering them a small card. The purpose of this card is unknown, but thirteen individuals have gone missing since then, all of them possessing spiritual power of some sort. To date, two Shinigami, eight humans, a Mod Soul, and two Bount have all gone missing. No one knows where.

Many think that these disappearances are related to the mysterious person. Male, female, human or otherwise, this figure is an unknown. Various parties are now interested, some as part of an organization, others acting on their own volition. One thing is to be sure: they want to be approached by this mysterious individual, and must find out what exactly it wants before they, too, disappear.

Estimated Enemy Strength: Class 4-1

Estimated Time Until Completion: 4+ pages

Starts: After three people have made their introductions. Spots are reserved for Zack, Yoko, and Vannan.

Special Conditions: None

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The sound of a ringing phone was what had awakened the man from his much needed nap. Eyelids that felt like cinderblocks struggled to open themselves; just wanting to remain closed and drift back off into slumber land, but for his cell phone to be ringing that particular ringtone meant that it was time to get up. With a very audible groan Zack pushed himself up from the mattress, tossing the covers aside and placing his feet onto the floor. Rubbing his eyes he reached for the nightstand, gripping the cellphone and pressing a button. "Mgh...hello?" Zack answered. Maybe he should have waited before answering, given the fact that he was still rather groggy.

"I'm sorry...did I wake you up?" Annabeth asked with a hint of amusement in her voice. Zack covered his mouth with his hand to contain his yawn. "No, I was getting up anyways. Just haven't had my coffee yet, so sorry if I sound rather unprofessional." Zack replied, pushing himself from the bed and towards the kitchen. The apartment he had booked was small enough for one person to stay in comfort. A bed, a table, a kitchen, a tv and a bathroom with working facilities was all he needed. Oh, and a stable internet connection always helped. Plus electricity. "It isnt a problem, I just caught you at a bad time. I take it the flight was rough?" Zack couldn't help but note Annabeths friendly demeanor today.

"It wasn't the best, that's for sure. The time differences along with day light savings or whatever is starting to take its toll on me. I wouldn't mind taking a week off to catch up on some rest after this job." Zack replied as he opened up the cabinet and began to rummage around through it. There was a slight pause before the woman on the phone replied "I take it you're in Karakura now then?" Zack sighed, pulling out a bag of coffee ground. "Yeah. I got in last night." He replied as he began to work with the coffee maker.

Too be honest, Zack was getting a bit sick of Karakura Town. Every month or two, something was bound to happen in this town. After the Hells Gate incident, Zack had often made it a point that he didn't want to return to Karakura unless it was absolutely required. Xcution had honored the mans request, sending him to other corners of the world instead. Perhaps it was Spiritual Hubs that Zack was sick of. But, did London have as many problems as Karakura did? He wasn't sure. When was the last time Zack had even gone to London? Thinking back on it, maybe it had been at least over a year. He should go sometime.

"Right. I take it you've received the data regarding the jobs information?" She was refering to the small memory card that was already in this room upon Zacks arrival, cleverly hidden inside one of the table legs in a well hidden compartment. "Yeah I got it." He replied, removing the now full pot of coffee. Disgusting miracle drink it was. "Good luck then. Don't worry, I'll see that you get some time off following this assignment." Annabeth said before the line cut out. Placing the phone on the counter, he poured himself a cup of his wake up juice without adding anything to it. The raw sting of bitter black coffee was what Zack needed, none of that weakened stuff you get when you put milk in it. Thinking about what she said, Zack couldn't help but smile. Some time off? He knew Anastasia would appreciate that. It would be nice to spend time with her. He hoped that she was having a good time doing whatever it was she was doing. Last he heard she was involved in something related to robbing a mummy. No idea why, maybe there was a market for it.

After waking up, showering, shaving, getting himself dressed, and all the other morning duties were complete, Zack found himself sitting at the one chair table. Sitting infront of him was his personal computer given to him by the Xcution staff. Zack wasn't the best with understanding how a computer worked, more like how to work a computer, so he didn't bother asking why it was better than anything on the market. Beside the laptop was the small memory card, which Zack promptly inserted into his computer, initiating the data transfer. There was some sort of program on both the memory card and inside his computer. Some sort of ID check system, if Zack remembered the explanation correctly. His laptop had a unique ID in it, one that only memory chips of a similar ID could be inserted into without the data inside being deleted. It was to prevent outside sources from gathering Xcutions intelligence, and even kept other operatives from stealing another's work. His screen danced to life with sudden popups, which Zack began to quickly read.

Greetings, Seven Guns Number Three. We have noticed a sudden string of disappearances within the city "Karakura Town". We first began to take notice of these events after Xcution Military Branch Two "Takashi Hadako" vanished while inside the town. Since then numerous other spiritual individuals have vanished as well. We have recorded the disappearances of two Shinigami, seven other humans, a Mod Soul, and two Bount since the time that Takashi had vanished. Your objective is to figure out why and how these individuals have gone missing, along with putting a stop to whatever it is causing them if it is at all possible. If it some sort of natural event, we will need immediate information on it so that we may begin containing it. If it is an individual they are either to be brought in for questioning or eliminated. We do not have any reason to believe the ones who have vanished are alive, but if they are then the option is open to retrieve them. There is an additional reward if the source is an individual and they are brought in alive. Another additional sum of money will be given for every survivor found alive.

The rest was just some other bits of information. Zack figured it was going to be for the best if he went to the place that this Takashi had last been. With a cup of coffee in one hand he settled in, reading the information given to him. It was standard practice. Read all the information given to you, formulate some sort of strategy, and then get to work. This was going to be different from a simple hit. Normally, Xcution gave him a target and let him go. Zack was experienced enough that he didn't need Xcution holding his hand the entire time. Though, jobs like this were times that Zack came to appreciate it when Xcution had all the information gathered. Hopefully after reading Zack would be able to throw something together.

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{Stats and Skills}

Stats

▸Strength - [200] = [100] Points

▸Speed - [300] = [750] Points

▸Spiritual Pressure - [250] = [150] Points

▸Reiatsu Strength - [300] = [480] Points

▸Light Aura - [30] Points

▸Dark Aura - [70] Points

▸Instinct - [150] = [225] Points

▸Senses - [200] = [150] Points

▸Energy sensory - [0] Points

▸Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

• [Stealth] {3}
  
  
• [Weapons: Knives] {2}
  
  
• [Weapons: Firearms] {3}
  
  
• [Movement] {2}
  
  
• [Acting] {2}
  
  
• [Calm Mind] {2}
  
  
• [Battle Analysis] {3}
  
  

Total SKP: 17

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{All of Zacks little goodies}
x2 Utility Belts
x2 Pistol Clips
x4 Ammo Clips
x2 Large Pouches
x1 Carrier Belt
x6 Medium Reiatsu Orbs
x6 Large Reiatsu Orbs
x1 Storage Scroll
x2 UE2 Handguns
x2 Silencers
x30 Handgun Ammunition
x30 Sekki Sekki Bullets
x3 Daggers
x1 Convert-A-Weapon
x1 Power Ring
x1 Stealth Cloak (Suit)

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{OOC}
Permission from Z to edit in my updated stats. Thanks, Z

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Vannan had been called to an office of a captain supervisor that wanted to speak with him. This was usual for the lieutenant he had often had higher ups call him down for assignments that took a bit of stealth work. While it wasn't common knowledge to most there were some rumors of his skill at being stealthy passed along those that were high up. So he had assumed that this mission would be a stealth one, yet to his surprise when he got to the office he was handed a folder containing his mission and told that he would be tracking something down in Karakura town. It made sense to him know why he was picked.

Once more he was called to his home town and again it wasn't for fun or to see his beloved sister. No he was called to deal with something more disturbing. Someone or something had been roaming the streets of Karakura town and Vannan was sent to take care of it, given that he should know the town very well given he lived there for the majority of his life. Vannan couldn't say he was exactly happy with this development. It seemed that every week something new was going on in his little home town, he wondered if it wouldn't be better to move his sister to another town. Yet he knew he wasn't going to act on that Idea.

The thought of moving her to another town had crossed his mind before, but he knew how the talk would go with his younger sister, she would put up a fight saying it's not fair for her to have to move so close to graduation, she would lose all her friends. Along side her starting to cry and calling him a jerk for making her move away would be too much for him to deal with and he would drop the issue. He knew his sister far to well and he knew how she would react to the news and the eventual beat down of his proposal with her tears would make the whole thing for naught. Besides even if there were strange things happening in this town each week he had a sentimental attachment to it, he grew up here, he had his first love here and it was here where he did his best to raise his sister after their parents died, part of him couldn't throw that all away.

Taking the folder he left the office and used a gate to slip into his home in Karakura. He had appear in his room, the curtains had been open and so was the window. Turning to his bed, it looked as if it had been freshly made. He smiled as he placed the folder down on his bed and opened the door leading out to the hallway. Slowly he walked the hall and saw how everything was clean. Winter was coming to an end, meaning his sister had been busy cleaning the entire house by her self. Normally they did it together, yet it seemed as if she had taken it upon herself to do it. Vannan shook his head as he went back to his room to read the report he had gotten.

Upon reading it he learned that a lot of people had gone missing recently, there was no connection that a normal person could see. Different gender, age, race, nothing connected them, nothing besides them being all spiritually aware. This was the key factor that lead the Vandenreich to investigate a few of them had been potential converts to their organization and so he was tasked with finding out what had been causing all the disappearances. Strangely there hadn't been a quincy who had gone missing yet, but that might be due to luck. Either way the information given didn't give out much as in ways of tracking down this thing.

Vannan sighed and grabbed his things, if he was to hunt something down it would be better to actually move around the city instead of simply standing in one place. With his gear in his belt he was ready to step out, then he saw himself in the mirror. He shook his head as he took off his Vandenreich jacket which was the only thing on him that linked him to the organization and put on a different white jacket before setting off to explore the town.

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{Stats Skills and items}

Strength ☣ [150] Points x.33= 50

Speed ☣ [200] Points

Spiritual Pressure ☣ [200] Points

Reiatsu Strength ☣ [300]x2=600Points

Light Aura ☣ [75] Points

Dark Aura ☣ [25] Points

Instinct ☣ [150].33=50 Points

Senses ☣ [50]= 50 Points

Energy sensory ☣ [0]x2=0 points

Healing Expertise ☣ [50].33=17 points

☣ [Stealth ] {2}
☣ [Archery] {2}
☣ [Acting] {2}
☣ [Sex] {2}
☣ [Focused Eye] {2}
☣ [Strength of will] [2]
☣ [Battle analysis] [2]


Item Name: Utility Belt
Item Type: Carrier
Item Description: A thick, leather belt reinforced with metal. Five pouches are arranged around the belt, each capable of holding different kinds of items. Shaping crystals, flashbang grenades, small items like that can easily fit into these pouches. Additional 'clips' can be bought. Possesses the same RS as the user. Each pouch can hold one 'serving' of an item.
Price: 1,000 ryo
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Yes
Owned: 1

Item Name: Pistol Clip
Item Type: Carrier/Special
Item Description: A rigid leather holster that can fit most types of standard handguns. A clip on the back is meant to clip onto the Utility Belt. Possesses the same RS as the user.
Price: 200 Ryo each
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?):
Owned: 2

Item Name: Pistol Ammo Clip
Item Type: Carrier/Special
Item Description: A large rectangular pouch, meant to hold pistol ammo. Can be clipped onto the Utility Belt. Can hold up to 5 magazines. Possesses the RS of the User.
Price: 500 ryo
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Yes
Owned: 2


Price: 20,000 Ryo
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Yes
Owned: 1
Item Name: Cheap sunglasses
Item Type: Accessory
Item Description: In normal sunlight these glasses work about as well as almost any other pair however against sudden and bright flashes of light and energy the glasses filter it out and allow the user to see normally.(This also includes light off of reiatsu based attacks This only protects a person's eyes from being blinded by the light and not anything else the light would do.
Price: 2,000
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): No
Owned: 10

Item Name: Firearm License
Item Type: Other
Item Description: When looked at, this is a simple photo ID showing that the person is allowed to purchase and own firearms. Purchasing this item allows the purchase of Firearm class weapons. Item is not allowed to be owned by anyone under Class 3, so only Class 3's to Class 0 can own a license. This license only allows for the purchase of Human World Guns
Price: 30,000
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Yes
Owned: 1

Item Name: M1911 Handgun
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description: The Colt M1911 is a single-action, semi-automatic, magazine-fed, recoil-operated pistol handgun chambered for the .45 ACP cartridge. The magazine size is 8 rounds and it fires bullets at speeds of 600. The strength of each round fired is 300. Uses Handgun ammo. Is a Human World Weapon, meaning it is useless against any beings made from Spirit Energy (Shinigami, Arrancar, Hollow, etc)
Price: 10,000 ryo
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Yes
Owned: Two

Item Name: Handgun Ammo Pack
Item Type: Ammo Pack
Item Description: This simply a crate of ammo for Handguns
Price: 50 ryo per bullet (500 ryo for a full magazine of 10 rounds)
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Yes
Remaining ammo: 120 bullets

Item Name: Vannan's Unique Gauntlets
Item Type: Weapon/Defense
Item Description: This pair of guantlets has had the air cannon locked into the frame and rerouted for a different effect rather than a straight shot. It is capable of firing through the air flaps and through the holes in the fingers to produce a 180 degree pulse that extends 10 meters. While it has 150 strength for purpose of pushing back objects and people, the frequency is fine tuned to be perfect for breaking natural glass. Any glass caught in the blast will shatter immediately and violently. It is capable of holding six portions of air, and needs 3 of them per pulse. It intakes air at a rate of 1 portion per post.
Cost: 7,500
Owned: 1 however it is a pair of gauntlets

Item Name: Super Stealth Cloak
Item Type: Clothing
Item Description: This is a cloak created by the infamous Mr. Hat & Clogs and upgraded by the famous Kazura Uzaki designed to enhance the natural stealth capabilities of those with reaitsu. It was inspired by the Lothlorien Cloaks from Lord of the Rings. Basically, it creates a field of reaitsu around the user, masking them from site by blending them into the background, while simultaneously masking their spiritual pressure further. With added reiatsu storage, channeling, and nullifying abilities, it goes beyond the abilities of the original cloak. With 1 point in Stealth, someone would need 200 in Senses or Energy Sensory to detect their presence. Each point in Stealth adds 150 to the requirements. With a three in stealth, it also completely suppresses all noise made from the user.

It can only be used for 10 posts total in a thread, before becoming a normal cloak for the duration of the thread. To use, the user must give up 150 reaitsu for each post, and draw the cloak around them. Techniques can be used while the cloak is being used, and now even releases can be used. However, while being released, one must give up 300 reiatsu and it triples the wear on the cloak. 1 post of being released uses up 3 posts of total stealth in a thread. Unfortunately, due to the delicate nature of the network of reiatsu storage and transfer, taking a direct physical blow to the cloak causes it to cease functioning at peak nature. The user will be able to be sensed with a flat 200 Senses or Energy Sensory, regardless of level of Stealth and their techniques/releases will not be hidden. Obviously, something that exits the cloak such as a Quincy's arrow or a Zanpakutou release that leaves the safety of the stealth field will no longer be hidden.
Price: 150,000 Ryo
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): No

Item Name: [Wrath of Uriel]
Item Type: [FireArm]
Item Description: The weapon takes the form of a a typical government Colt .45 ACP M1911. The general design of the weapon is that it is created from spiritual steel and is colored steel black. What makes it unique in appearance is that on every handle, brown colored polished steel smooth casing perfectly fit over the handle with an image of Der Kaiser engraved and colored onto the handle. What makes this weapon special is the way that it is fired, the gun only comes with one clip. What makes this clip special is what kind of bullets they take, which to say the least, there are no physical bullets needed to fire this gun.
What happens is the user in general expends reiatsu directly into the clip, every 150 reiatsu they add into the clip creates one “bullet.” The clip itself is capable of holding 12 bullets and nothing more. These bullets are shaped and sized directly in accordance to an actual .45 ACP but their power is determined by the gun itself. Because reiatsu is changeable, the gun is able to have six presets that change the reiatsu in order to do certain things. Each preset uses a certain amount of bullets per clip. The Strength of the bullet is equal to the RS of the user.
.45 ACP: This is the Basic bullet that is fired from the Gun. The Phrase is “45” and fires at speeds of 600. The Bullet takes 1 bullet from the clip.
Buck Shot: What makes this bullet special is that it fires 10 small reiatsu balls that spread over a small distance at the speeds of 600. The Phrase for this bullet is “Spread” and it takes 5 bullets from the clip.
Hot Shot: This is where the entire thing becomes expensive as the effects gets deadlier. What happens is that upon leaving the barrel of the fire arm, the bullet ignites and burns at a concentrated form. The bullet itself has no strength but the strength of the fire is equal to the RS of the user. The bullet itself moves at 600 speed. The Phrase for this bullet is “Icarus” and it takes 8 bullets from the clip.
High Explosive: This is where the entire thing becomes expensive as the effects gets deadlier. What makes this bullet special is that when the bullet makes contact with any surface it releases an an explosive force equal to the RS of the user, the size of the explosion is 30ft. The bullet itself moves at 600 speed. The Phrase for this bullet is “High Ex” and it takes all 12 bullets from the clip.
Price: 50,000 Ryo
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): Added to Caesar's Shop
Owned: 1

Item Name: The Ring of Icarus
Item Type: [support]
Item Description: The object takes the form of a sun yellow gem placed onto a dark blue ring. What this ring specializes in is that when worn, it imbues the reiatsu of the user with the “Curse of Icarus.” As long as the wearer places the ring onto the hand that draws the bow, the arrow itself will have the properties similar to the story of Icarus. What it does is it gives any generic energy bow one property. That property is where the legend of Icarus comes into place. Like Icarus, who flew too close to the sun ignited and burst into flames. This means when the arrow is exactly 1 feet away from the target, it will ignite and burn at the temperatures equal to the users' RS and has 3 posts to hit the actual target before it will dissipate and burn up. This item can not be used with Release Bows. In order to activate and remain active, the user must pay 50 reiatsu per post.
Price: 35,000
Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): [Placed into Caesar's Shop]
Owned: 1

[Kaijin"Harle"Quinn]

A fast march through the Squad Two barracks made the Lieutenant very quirky. Usually she scrounged up the missions that were to passed on to the seated officers within the group or at times to be passed onto the Captain, however, this time all of the others were busy and there was no longer a Captain to take care of such matters. With the exception of a few remarkable members that they had left Squad Two was on the path to ruin if things were to continue as they have been. Harle couldn't allow that to happen. As second in command of the Squad she will have to be the successor of leadership in the Squad, she had to level up her performances if she was to take control as Captain one day.

The months that had flown by seemed like they were just the days that passed. Like yesterday and last week. All during that time Harle had been adjusting to the new roles and duties she had to take over. The fact that they were short handed meant new opportunities for the lower individuals to show what they were made of, and that was something Harle intended to do. So far, the Lieutenant had been training for the sole purpose of reaching such a level. Keeping up with the paper work, which was hard to believe looking back at her Academy years, moving the other Squad members into their positions, reviewing their current level in abilities, and assigning the missions to groups to operate on behalf of the Seireitei. Everyone had to put in a hundred and fifty percent more than what they were use to. She certainly did.

Thus was the reason why she stopped by the Squad Two armory to procure the necessary tools she will need for her current assignment. Reviewing the details of the mission, it appeared that individuals have been disappearing around Karakura Town. Nothing seemed to be out of order seeing that people vanish a lot in the city due to Hollow attacks or being caught in something big, like terrorist attacks. So why go looking into this when they already have patrols wandering about the city who could do it? Apparently from what she had been reading the mysterious disappearances are those who are more spiritually aware. As a result, Soul Society wished for this to looked into, and to be discreet about it as much as possible. Meaning sort of like a covert operation. Harle was to scout for the one responsible for the supposed kidnappings and collect information, and if necessary to eliminate it. Who better to do it than Squad Two?

There have been some minor details that could play an important role into discovering their little kidnapper, so she decided to collect a few materials to help with such things. A card, no bodies left behind, or signs of struggle, spiritual powers, and a strange presence. Small details but are essentially key to locate their new "friend." Harle strutted toward the gate that would take her to her drop off point with a plan already in mind. It would be against her essential role into what she was suppose to do, but what better way to go about it then to act natural. She was a performer after all and could be used as a means to attract the target. Torching the documents was the first step before venturing into the world of the living, along with leaving her Lieutenant's badge behind, the woman passed through the door of light to enter into the world of the living, but not as a Shinigami, but as the Jester that she was.

First time in a Gigai really. Felt somewhat uncomfortable in some ways, like being stuck in a very tight place. The husk form took the shape of what the French woman looked like before her new life as a spirit. A white painted face with colorful markings below her eyes, the traditional jesters cap, and curled tip slippers, the woman was reliving her past time once more. The sensation was very familiar, like a walk down memory lane, like when she was with Marcus. Her entire apparel suited her frame very well just as she specified in her letter when the scientists were creating the Gigai. Luckily enough for her that the science wizs managed to lend her some funds to at least purchase what she needed for the mission, and that would be the balloons for the children, and a large ball to balance herself on.

While in Gigai a good majority of her power would be suppressed so at least some of it will be allowed to leak out to express her connection to the spirit side of reality. She took her time to mingle with some of the children who were probably either astonished at her appearance or those who would be freaked out due to their fear of clowns. Well it didn't matter to some point with her display of tricks, the simple card vanishing technique or having small cloth grow ridiculously long, would at least bring in some sort of crowd. If anyone were to ask for her reasoning for being there, then the answer was quite simple that she was merely a small time traveling entertainer.

Her small time traveling time would eventually lead her to a small plaza across from a playground. A good location to mingle with people and to draw in a crowd as she performed, but most of all it was an area where she can get a good look around as well. Despite the location there were some spots that had areas that people can remain out of sight, like the bathrooms, some of the ice cream stalls, under some shaded areas under trees, or the narrow alley ways behind her into the village area of the city. Harle merely was balancing herself on the ball that she had bought as her opening act before handing out the free balloons to the children who wanted them. "Come one, come all and zee ze zpectacular Harle Quinn." she spoke in her heavy French accent.

She quickly shifted her stance into a hand stand to change her routine up a bit, and eventually went on into a single hand stand. Of course, she could not act as those it were all too easy. She had to keep up appearances even if she was an expert in acrobatics. In reality, no matter how well one was proficient they had to have some time to focus and constantly fix their positioning in order to maintain a good balance, so Harle just used that as an excuse for waivering side to side on the ball. For now she will have to keep an open eye as well as talk to everyone that came to see her performance. She made sure that she interacted with all around her, including the adults. Her own fear of men had subsided drastically due to Marcus. Including, her own ability to sense the different energy waves within her area. Once again she would thank him from the deepest parts of her subconscious. Even now he was still with her holding her hand, protecting her. And this was just another step to her overall goal in protecting him.

Stats and Skills

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[Overall Points - 1100] prior + 80 sp = 1180

Type: ( Clown - Level 2 )

Strength - [100] Points

Speed - [250] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [150] Points (50% = 225 )

Reiatsu Strength - [330] Points (50%) = 495

Light Aura - [60] Points

Dark Aura - [40] Points

Instinct - [150] Points (35% - 97 )

Senses [100] Points (35% - 65 )

Energy sensory - [100] Points (2/3 - 33 )

Healing Expertise - [0] Points

1. Mental - Learning [2]

2. Mental - Lack of Fear [2]

3. Battle - Weapons - Dagger [3]

4. Body - Mental Incantation [2]

5. Body - Other - Acrobatics [3]

6. Body - Stealth [1]

7. Utility - Pickpocketing [2]

Handy Tools

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Flash Paper Card Deck = 52 cards
Smoke Bomb x4
Flash Bomb x4
Senbon x6
Drapes x 2
Thin metal wire x1 = 5 foot long
Kunai Knives x4
Super Rubber Balls x4

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[Zeich Yajuu]

Three individuals arrived within Karakura Town, each of them following a mission that had been given to them on high. Their goal: to determine the cause of the individuals who had gone missing recently. The reports that had been given to them had indicated a period of one week, spread out and without any pattern. On one day, four people had gone missing, while on two consecutive days, nothing had happened. Simply put, there was no rhyme nor reason for the disappearances, yet here they were. Who was behind the disappearances? The actions suggested a kidnapper, an elusive individual given that he hadn't been seen but briefly. There were no solid descriptions to go off of; the man or woman wore common clothes that had no real defining features. Skin color, facial features; there was nothing except maybe height, which gave no indication to the person's stature aside from the fact that they were “average.”

So where did the hunters begin? Harle had decided to make herself visible, putting herself out in the crowd and making a spectacle. Her performance was quite good, even though she did her best to mask her amazing expertise for the sake of appearances; most people stopped to recognize her talents, and several approached her, the beginnings of a crowd. A pierrot like the herself was not necessarily uncommon; performers came and went in a larger town like Karakura, yet she held herself with a bearing that made even her attempts at bumbling look skillful. The way she performed, the means by which Harle drew in each member from child to adult, brought a crowd who began to clamor for more.

Yet in the back of the crowd, there was one individual who took a different interest in the woman standing atop her colored ball. Dressed in a hoodie with the hood pulled up, a pair of sweat pants, a pair of gray gloves and casual sneakers, it could have been anyone out for a jog. Yet the outfit concealed any trace of skin, and a trick of the light cast shadows across the face. At a glance, they seemed normal, yet... immediately Harle would be able to sense that something was off. Her ability to sense things was still weak, yet in such close proximity, she could detect several faint, weak spiritual presences in the audience; likely, these were individuals that had some spiritual awareness but no active powers.

But this individual... something was different about him or her. It was hard to discern given her limited spiritual awareness, yet it was there. While the others were like small, flickering flames that she could barely detect, this particular individual felt almost like the smoke rising above them, as an apt metaphor. Their presence was there, but it was so wispy and faint that Harle would have to do a double-take to ensure she wasn't imagining it. The person would simply wait in the background, silently, as the show continued. They made no motion to step forward, or to interact with the crowd; they merely sat and waited as Harle continued to perform.

It was after the show ended, and the crowd began to disperse, that the figure approached. There may have been a few stragglers here and there, but the figure still approached regardless, moving directly forward. The intent was obvious; the individual was approaching Harle. Indeed, he or she would stop only a few feet away, barely arm's length away from the woman. The individual would have no discerning features, nothing that marked him or her in any distinct way. The hood of their jacket was down enough to make any facial features difficult to spot. The figure simply stood there, at that arm's length, as if waiting.

After a few moments, Harle would hear words, but they were not spoken; rather, it felt almost like they were printed on her mind, and that she simply heard them in her head. There was no gender to be attributed to the words, no voice to speak of; how she interpreted them was up to her. Your performance was wonderful, clown. A trace feeling that felt like a smile wrote itself upon her thoughts before the figure began “speaking” again. Truly, I have not experienced one like it in a long while. If it is not beneath you, I ask that you visit my home; I would be honored to hire you on for entertainment three days hence. If it is not objectionable, please stop by. You will need this card.

A gloved hand was extended, and in it was a small, metallic-looking card. The rectangular object looked almost like a hotel keycard, though it was a little thicker than normal. There were no markings on it, not even a strip for a card reader. If you would be willing, a message will arrive for you in three days, including directions to my home. Once there, you will simply use that card, and you will be let in. Please, do consider my offer. With that, the figure turned to walk away; if Harle had any questions, or desired to stop the person, then now was her chance.

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Zack would begin his investigation by following up on several of the reports of disappearing individuals, starting with the most recent. Indeed, the thirteenth disappearance had only occurred a day before his arrival, thus the trail was still fresh. The assassin made his way towards the spot where the young man, a boy of only sixteen years old, had last been seen. From there, he hoped to inspect the area for any kind of hint that might tell him where the boy had gone; any lost articles, any signs of a struggle, whatever clue could point him in the right direction. If that failed, there were still twelve other areas to investigate. Worst came to worst, he could question the families of those who had vanished, but Zack hoped to avoid that.

The scene was untouched, but an investigation yielded little in the way of clues. According to the report, an eyewitness had seen the boy talking with what he assumed was a man at the edge of the alleyway between the general store and one of the nearby homes. Though he had not been close enough to hear what the two were speaking of, the eyewitness had seen the other person, the one who was with the victim, hand a small card off to the boy along with a sheet of paper. The two had parted ways from there, simply enough, but the boy never came home that night. There was likely to be little in the way of physical evidence given the nature of the exchange, but Zack combed the area to be sure.

As he investigated the area, however, Zack couldn't help but feel uneasy, feel as though something were watching him. It wasn't an unfamiliar feeling in his line of work, yet for some reason, it felt... different. Why exactly it did so, it would be hard to say, yet something about it drew his attention. A furtive glance around, done as subtly as possible, allowed him to catch something at the very corner of his eye, a movement back in the alleyway. The movement was gone in no time, however, and the feeling of being watched disappeared. It would be enough to leave him feeling uncomfortable, however; had someone been watching him?

If he chose to pursue, Zack would find himself following a twisted trail of pathways that would eventually lead him to a large plaza. He would witness what could be assumed to be a man, dressed in casual clothes and with his face hidden, walking away from a woman dressed as a clown, who held a small card in her hand. What would he do? How would he react? Was this man involved with the disappearances?

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Vannan's own search would be stopped before it even began; even as he left his home, he'd feel his phone vibrate. Checking it, he'd find that he had an incoming call, one from an unknown caller. Before the Quincy would be able to answer, the ring would end; there was no message, or even a sign that he had a missed call. Odd, for sure, but perhaps it had been a wrong number, nothing to be concerned about. No, what was strange was the screen for the phone, something that would easily catch Vannan's eye. The normally solid image would flash and flicker, static crackling along it, though it did so somewhat infrequently, in small bursts before returning to normal. Turning as he headed out to the streets, the Quincy would discover that the frequency of static would vary depending on the way he faced. Curiosity would lead him to follow the signal; what could be jamming his phone?

His wandering would lead to the same plaza that Zack had arrived at, and he too would see the man departing, leaving Harle with the card he had gifted her. How would he react? What would he think? It was obvious that the woman was spiritually gifted in some way, given that she had been given a card, but without the ability to sense energy the Quincy wouldn't be able to tell a Vice-Captain from a regular human. Still, he had a lead now, and it was up to him to act on it.

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The initial investigation had proven to be less than fruitful. Looking over the scene were one of the abductees had last been seen, Zack came to two conclusions; either the local authorities had already cleaned the place up...or there was just nothing. If it had been an assault or a murder there would have been some sort of trace evidence. The chances that a street homicide could be cleaned up with such efficiency, given the fact he could have been discovered. Abduction was the most likely answer, given the lack of evidence and the disappearances. It was said in the report that it was a young boy whom had been seen with a suspicious figure, being given, by the witness's description, some sort of card.

Preparing to leave for the next scene, and then come up with a new plan, Zack paused in his departure from the alleyway as he felt...off. A man in his line of work was forced to trust his instincts, to back down if he felt that something wasn't right. He wasn't like the bravado individuals who plagued the world currently, he was careful and analytical. So when something didn't feel right he immediately noticed it. He felt like he was being watched. Whoever it was wasn't hiding their presence very well, as Zack had noticed them as soon as they began watching him. Turning around he glimpsed something, the most subtle signs of movement around a corner. Dark gray eyes narrowed as he began to calmly pursue, hands in his suits pockets as he walked towards the corner.

Turning he saw nobody, but that was to be expected. Zack would have been surprised if he had seen somebody at all. These cat and mouse games were common for him, and sometimes they got very annoying. Wandering down the twisting hall of alleys, Zack emerged in a plaza bustling with activity. He silently cursed to himself, chastising himself for his drinking which lead to the loss of his ability to sense energy. It had been a useful skill; one Zack had been forced to improvise upon. As he entered the plaza though something had caught his eyes again, the sight of a woman dressed as a clown, balancing upon a ball with a single card in her hand. A man dressed in clothes like those that joggers wore, and a face hidden by his drawn hood, was the closest one to her. And he was leaving.

Did he just find his target? He began to approach, but not in a way that would clue either the man or the clown off to him. He blended into the crowd, appeared as an ordinary individual simply on a stroll. He was unnoticeable, all but invisible. His steps made no sound, his presence caught no attention. His reiatsu was suppressed, as it had been since the moment he had woken up. He was close to the point of sleeping with it suppressed as well. None of his intent was broadcasted to them. No anxiety, no killing intent, no excitement. It was like Zack was not even here. He moved through the crowd, yet nobody saw him. He made sure not to bump or to collide with anyone, remaining undetected as he calmly approached the clown.

It seemed like he was going to come upon her, but he simply stopped to look. If Harle had looked at him, her attention on him would not have lasted long. He simply appeared to be a curious individual simply wanting to watch her balance on some balls. But, Zack was far more than that. Simply approaching her allowed him to do two things. He first got a look at the card in her hand. A simple, design-less rectangular piece of plastic like the ones you received for electronic locked hotel doors. The second was for him to so gently flick the Power Ring with his thumb. His attention then shifted back to the individual whom was walking away from her.

He left the clown and began to trail the hooded man, whom now had a slightly lead on the assassin now. Zack was not going to simply shank him from behind, though his suspicion had now been raised. For now, he would trail and observe. His presence was completely hidden, and Zack had the skills and stats needed to react appropriately to any change in behavior. If Zack needed to act like he wasn't following him even more than he already was, it was doable. Right now, he was a large cat hidden within the grass stalking the gazelle. One flick of the Power Ring and Zack was clued in. He was now sure he found the most likely suspect. So, for now he would simply trail and observe.

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{OOC} I'm sorry for the wait guys. Work's had me working overtime and, funny enough, cooperate is mad at my stores management over it. Seems they don't like it when a part timer has worked 41 hours. Also sorry for bleh post, running on fumes at the moment. If you have any questions about the post just PC or PM me

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As he stepped passed the large black iron gates of his house he felt and heard his phone. The familiar vibrations and the cheerful tune he had as his ring tone filled the otherwise silent air around him. Digging into his pocket he pulled it out and saw that it was a number he didn't have saved in his phone. Who could be calling him? It was a bit strange to see that there was an unregistered number, mostly due to the fact that anytime someone called him or he called someone he made sure to add them to his contact list. Then again how often he use to give out his number to cute girls he met around town and all over the world he really shouldn't be shocked to see that an unknown number was calling him. Still those days were behind him as he had decided to no longer chase after random females, he had found the one that made him happy and he intended to stay loyal to her.

There was however the off chance that the person calling him was also a friend who had moved away or had gotten a new number, if that was the case it would be rude to ignore a call. So as he slid his finger over the touch screen to answer the phone the call suddenly ended. That wasn't the strange part, what was weird is in his call history there was nothing, no missed call, no notation that he had gotten a call at all, yet he clearly saw, heard and felt that his phone had gotten a call. What was going on, before he could even think longer on the subject he saw that his phone was flickering back and forth between the normal screen and static. His eyes widened, his phone wasn't exactly a normal one someone could by at a shop, it worked in all the worlds. So how could this happen? Was someone messing with his phone or was it interference? Either way he wanted to find out.

As he moved his phone around he noticed that he in certain directions the static became stronger, he only assumed that it meant that whatever was causing this disruption of his phone would be in that direction and so Vannan was ready to ignore the mission he was sent on in order to find out what was messing with his phone, not knowing that it would end up being the same thing. As he walked he slowly started to get fed up with this. Even though it seemed to have a clear area it was coming from the streets he had to take sometimes to get there were really out of the way, eventually he had made it to a plaza with a crowed of people around. Looking up from his phone he saw a clown doing an act. The static wanted him to move through the crowed however he was simply content with trying to go around it, however as he moved around the crowed he noticed that it was getting weaker, it's as if the disturbance was coming from the crowed, but who in there was causing it?

Vannan stopped and looked at the people there, not paying attention to the clown preforming, for some reason he really didn't like clowns. He didn't know why, but they kinda creeped him out a bit. Still looking at the people it seemed as if everyone was a normal person, not that he could really tell otherwise, everyone was normal, but the clown, he could sense something from her, she wasn't a normal human, so could she be the cause? It was totally possible, he had one lead and was going to act on it. As her performance ended he was going to step in and speak to her, till a hooded figure approached the clown handing her a card before walking away. If there was one thing he knew about his home town is that even though people have an odd choice of fashion if someone is wearing a hood something is up.

Vannan gave a convincing yet fake smile to the clown saying “wonderful job.” Vannan was a few feet away so he wasn't sure if the clown would even hear it, but that wasn't his intention, the words had slipped from his lips as he had set his eyes on his new target and was simply thanking the clown from a distance for her assistance in helping him find it.Slipping into the crowed he hid behind someone to obscure his presence from the front, before slowly following where the hooded figure was going, he didn't get a good look at who was hiding under the hood, but it didn't matter Vannan wanted to know what was this person hiding, so he would follow from a distance keeping his phone out pretending he was texting when all the while he was keeping an eye on the hooded figure, he did draw in some reiatsu as he followed with his quincy cross as well, just in case.

(ooc:Remaining reiatsu 2300/2000 +300 from cross. Sorry shit post is shit I lost everything and had to redo it all did this in 20 min sorry.....)

[Kaijin"Harle"Quinn]

Aaaahhhhhhhhh... In all honesty Harle didn't know what to do. The individual or group that she was sent to find could have been right in front of her. This hooded man... err... woman? Don't really know what gender this shemale could possibility be. However, among all of the different signatures that she was able to sense around her, it was this one that was far more unique. Present but at the same time ever fading. Could it be a wandering spirit of some form? Or maybe a new entity that the Shinigami, or rather, anyone else has ever encountered before. Who knows really? This new presence intrigued her ever so, but not as a Shinigami, but as an individual, especially a woman who cared for the spirits of children.

She had to learn more about this individual, and to see what mischief lurked within the shadows That is why, "Ahhhh, wait wait wait.... Harle haz un question... Um, questions." Why not? Anyone would want to find out more about the individual who was inviting others, and at the same time who and where they were going. Seemed to be perfectly natural, How did you do zat mind thing wiz Harle? What doze Harle need to bring wiz her? Why not? "How many peoplez will be zere? Will Harle be zere long?" Of course the entertainer would be gitty with joy while anxious with anticipation on what is to come. "Harle iz zo excited and would be happy to preform, but Harle will need ze details to plan ze tricks." Now what kind of performer would not ask such questions to the client or host. Details were needed and should such details come late, then it could ruin the entire experience for everyone. What kind of professional would she be if came ill prepared?

Although the questions were based on her prior experience as a performer with her parents they held significant meaning as a covert Shinigami. Not only that, but she is able to buy more time to familiarize the faint presence with her energy sensory. She did intend to follow after their little conversation, once she was able to fully recognize the presence. So, every moment now did help procure the opportunity toward her favor. Although, "Um, you wouldn't know where Harle can stay fo zis night?" Embarrassing to say that she didn't really think of a place to stay. Didn't mean that she found a means to find a place stay or she could just charge for her skills as a jester. If worse came to worse then she could always steal from the no good thieves of the town.

Even if the figure didn't stop to speak Harle did continue to walk closely while providing the person with their personal space. Though her means of travel was slightly different from the average walk. And by means of travel she would remain on her ball, balancing as she would be treading backwards on the rolling sphere. Her routine did switch from the ball to vertical cartwheel back flips as the ball continued to follow her. The only thing that did seem strange to her was the fact there was an individual who was focused on her for a brief moment before vanishing into the crowd, but what felt even more strange was the sudden spike of reiatsu. That was something that caught her attention even if for a brief moment.

What doze ze card do? Harle knows zat ze card iz fo your home but it iz strange, no?" Flipping the said card between her fingers, still the individual was interesting, "Ze thing wiz ze head, can you teach Harle how do zat?" She smiled gleefully with the jingling of the bells from her jesters cap ringing back and forth, only to look around for the source of the spike, "Zat was strange."

[Zeich Yajuu]

The individual did not seem particularly bothered by Harle's questions, waiting patiently as she let them fly, one at a time. To Zack and Vannan, the figure did not seem aware of their presence; indeed the person seemed solely focused on the clown before him as he spoke. Neither of the observers would hear anything, but Harle would once more find words printed upon her mind. It is a gift of mine, and not something I can teach, miss. As for your performance, you will have a moderately large crowd, say... sixteen people. However, your performance is intended primarily for one person; you will be providing a rather valuable service by being present.

No further questions were answered; despite further requests for information, the individual strode away from the scene, leaving Harle with her card. The person made their way across the plaza, seemingly in no hurry, so any of the three could follow them if they tried. Zack would be the first, having chosen to actively track the hooded person, and indeed he had no trouble keeping up or remaining hidden; his target didn't seem concerned, aware of any presence. Even if the person was, there was no indication that they suspected anyone following them. Zack would have no difficulties in his pursuit, and find himself being led through several major streets and crowded areas rather than through back alleys or side paths.

Zack would notice one thing as he tried to analyze his target's abilities using his ring; they simply came up as zero values for all statistics. Was the ring broken? No, any other target he tested it on would show proper readings. But when used on that one figure, the numbers would still come up as zeroes. Occasionally they would flicker, as if trying to read something, but then the numbers would hit zero again. That was unusual, given the properties of the Power Ring and its general effectiveness; somehow it was being jammed or blocked. That had to be the explanation, else Zack would have to assume that the target before him practically didn't exist, which obviously wasn't the case given that the person was in clear sight and interacting with the world around them. What would he do?

Pursuit by any of the parties would lead them to a large building with its entrance on one side, along a smaller road. The door's entrance was closed tight, with a card reader next to it. The figure, still seemingly oblivious to the thought of pursuit, brought out another card much like the one they had given Harle, swiping it through the opening and getting an electronic beep from the reader. Zack or Vannan, if they pursued, wouldn't notice anything unusual, but if Harle had taken the time to follow, she would have sensed Reiatsu in the card and the reader. Unlike the bearer's presence, this was actually solid spiritual energy, something she could detect quite clearly. Finally, the door would shut behind that person, leaving any pursuit behind. What would they do now? Would they attempt to break in? Would they speak with one another and work together? It was up to them to determine their next move.

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There was someone else. The Power Ring was a useful, albeit mysterious tool that let Zack know if there was anyone around him worth watching out for. During a second use of the ring, as he followed the individual, it picked up on another unnatural set of statistics. Turning his head slightly, only enough to look as if he was simply looking around at the scenery, Zack caught a glimpse of the man whom the signal was coming from. From what could be told, his Reiatsu itself was rather strong. Impressive even. But the rest? Pitiful. His eyes never focused on the man, his peripheral vision being more than enough to get a look at Vannan. He was surprised. Two in one day, huh? Zack made a mental note, then turned his head in the other direction to continue the illusion.

He noticed the clown from earlier had begun pursuit as well, following after the individual from a much closer distance than the other two. He had little reason to believe she was an enemy, listening in on her questions directed towards the man. Zack was glad he was listening, as it let him in on a few key pieces of information. Even though her french accent was heavy, Zack could understand it. He heard something about the card being a key to the mans home. That was interesting. But, there was something else on Zacks mind right now.

Why wasn't his ring working? He had noticed it since his first use of it on the man. Why was every stat coming up as zero? That made absolutely no sense. As far as he understood, somebody needed at least 25 Strength to even be able to support their own weight. So, someone with a zero in it shouldn't even be able to move. In fact, none of this made sense. But he did notice one other thing. It seemed as if his Ring was trying to do its job, struggling against some unseen force. There were moments were the zeros changed, blipping slightly before turning back into zeros. It meant only one thing; his ring was being jammed.

For a guy who was trying to remain conspicuous, he was sure doing an incredibly poor job at it. Jamming Zacks ring, causing a motor mouth clown to follow you. It was sloppy. In fact, Zack now had every reason to end it. He could easily do it from here. Just pull out a dagger, use a Step and Push, and aim for either the spine or the abdominal aorta. It was too...easy. And that was why Zack was hesitant. His mission wasn't to find the kidnapped individuals; it was too simply end the source of the disappearances. Even though, he stopped himself. What if this was something bigger? Underground sex ring? Taken? Zack needed to be sure.

So he followed in silence and secrecy, keeping his distance from the clown and the hooded man. He checked back from time to time to see if the man dressed like a flammer was still following the hooded man. Just like the hoodied man, Zack felt that this guys get up was everything but inconspicuous. Amateurs. Was he the only professional here? Didn't matter though. If one of them did screw up and draw the mans attention, it would give Zack an opportunity to either move in for a kill or to better hide himself. So he followed, being lead through various busy places. If he was aware he was being trailed he didn't show it, but was smart enough to travel through public places. He seemed to have the idea that just because he was around other people that he wouldn't be attacked. He didn't know who it was who was trailing him.

Zack noticed the man heading towards a large building with what seemed to be its entrance on one side. Alright, Zack needed to do something. He watched as the man slid his own keycard through what looked to be a reader and enter the building. Narrowing his eyes, the assassin needed a new plan. He could have easily used his Fullbring, or even Soul Command, to get inside. But....he needed something a bit more. Spotting the clown, Zack decided to take action. He suddenly vanished, causing one man whom had been walking towards the human to gasp. Harle would suddenly be grabbed from behind, a hand covering her mouth before they were suddenly in an ally. Two uses of Movement. While their physical strengths were the same, Zack had the advantage of an incredible amount of speed and surprise. With Harles low instinct, Zack knew there was no way she could have reacted in time to him suddenly grabbing her. "Calm down. This isn't what it seems." She would suddenly hear.

This could be seen as something incredibly sketchy. But, Zack could use his cover story that he had planned for when he went to the family of that one child. "Listen to me. You're not going to be harmed, robbed, or raped, okay. There's the possibility, right now, that you're in danger." Zack spoke with a hushed tone, holding onto Harle in the alleyway. "Alright. I'm a private investigator. That man, who gave you that card, is a prime suspect in the disappearances of eight people. Okay, I am going to remove my hand from your mouth now...don't do anything stupid okay?" Zack explained, slowly unconvering Harles mouth and stepping away from her.

"I'm sorry for the sudden grabbing, but I've been following this guy for awhile now. I saw him hand you that card and you seemed...the curious type. I didn't want you runnin into that building and turning into the ninth missing person." Zack explained. He had chosen his words incredibly well. It wasn't eight people who were missing, it was thirteen. Zacks choice in eight, the number of missing humans, was chosen to give his cover story more substance. Plus, a private investigator was a mercenary of sorts, so it helped Zack since he lacked any sort of official badge. He was also speaking differently, with a much more...friendly demeanor. He chuckled, a perfectly acted chuckle, and shrugged. "Again, missy, I really am sorry for grabbing you. But I need to know, did that man say anything...odd to you when he gave you that card, there?" Time to get some information.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1450 / 1500
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Observing for a bit longer he was able to see that the clown and the hooded figure were speaking. Vannan slowly moved through the crowd to try to listen in on their conversation. He was able to pick up a few bits and pieces, but nothing really major. From what he was able to hear he found out that the man was expecting the clown to put on another show. Sure it was odd, but whatever, he didn't really care, his target was the man not the clown. However as he tailed the man he did notice that the clown would be following him as well or at the very least the clown was going in the same direction of the man. It would make following the hooded man, if he ever lost sight he could assume that the clown was nearby and her being dressed so colorfully made her stick out like a sore thumb.

Still even if this was a hunch he wasn't going to take any chances, this is where his stealth cloak came into use. Turning it on he vanished from sight of the physical world and the spiritual world. Only those with great sensory stats could even hope to sense him now. There was only one drawback about using this cloak. If you're invisible, people will try to walk right where you are, meaning that to keep from being discovered in a crowded place you had to constantly move and avoid being touched from all angles. However being able to use airground helped with avoiding people. So Vannan used it to stay above the heads of people and behind the hooded man.

As the man approached a door Vannan ran forward towards the man. As he got closer he saw that the man took out a card and slid it to open the door, it didn't matter to him as he was going to enter right behind the man, invisible and without making a noise as to alert others to his position. Still he didn't know what waited for him after he entered, if this person really was someone of interest then marching right into this place might be a trap, if it wasn't it would have been a waste of his time and use of cloak, either way he was ready for anything, keeping an eye out to make sure that no surprises came his way.

Remaining reiatsu 2150/2000 -150 for super stealth cloak) (cloak uses 1/10)

[Kaijin"Harle"Quinn]

With the answers that the French woman managed to procure from the mysterious individual Harle was able to discover that a messenger would arrive to deliver her to the location and will show the entertainer to her audience. That was all that the hooded figure would allow for now and the hint to his or her secret ability. Such a shame really since it would have been very useful on many different occasions that would be fitting for Squad Two. On the other hand, maybe there could be something that the individual could offer more if she were to be compliant. Maybe, maybe not, who was to know but those operating behind the scenes. Still, Harle would keep an eye out to see if there was something valuable to take back with her.

Anyhow, as the individual vanished into the crowd the operative would follow behind, only relying on her energy sensory to track its vague but unique signature. Twist and turns made it difficult to keep track of it but thanks to its special presence, it made it easier to follow. Her own ability in stealth was not on par with the others who may be following but at least sufficient to have her remain concealed at a distance. Good thing too, since all of her efforts managed to direct her to a rather large building. Nothing special about it really, so it blended well with the environment, and quite clever since it won't attract any attention. But that was not what concerned the Lieutenant, in fact it was what the individual themselves was doing.

A quick peek around the corner the Shinigami discovered that the hooded figure retrieved what had been given to her. A card that slid vertical across some mechanism. After a moment, an opening had revealed itself to allow the individual to enter into the complex. So, what this person had given to her was the key into entering, but how to go about it was the question. She could go in at any moment since she had the key to enter, then scavenge and procure a mental layout before leaving. If she had taken such a course then she would be vulnerable to surprise attacks and the possibility in being discovered should she return for her pickup. Every outcome would have its consequences and the lower the percentage of success for her, in which will reflect upon her own decision making to that of a Captain. But how to do so, what would her late Captain would have done?

Suddenly she was whisked away into a dark alley way. It was a man that had rudely snatched the jester from her spot to converse with her a little. Of course, it was out of habit for a young maiden to be snatched to defend herself from someone who had commit to such approach. A quick bite along the length of his index finger from the hand that kept her mouth silent, and definitely while he was undergoing his explanation and her fidgeting, the operative would help herself into whatever the man had in his pockets. A good thing that her level in pickpocketing was proficient enough. Hopefully her own struggle in his arms would be enough to distract him from her own little adventure. Her little plundering would end before his explanation was completed. A few moments after the little tussle and self explanation Harle would appear to be at a loss and definitely confused. Naturally the Lieutenant would be spectacle from the little story that he managed to spout out to her. Still, seemed as though someone else was seeking answers for the loss of the people around the city. That was when the idea popped into her head. This could work out to her favor indeed.

Looking at the card that she pocketed earlier she glanced up at the man to respond to his inquires, "Harle doze not know mo... Ze man or... madame zadi zat zhere would be un large group of people. Zat zhere will be un message to pick up Harle in three dayz." There was a lack into the minor details that the figure explained to her about there being sixteen people, and that there would be a specific person who she would need to perform for, or at least will need to occupy for most of the event itself. Harle had a plan in her mind and surely could use a helping hand. The opportunity itself would have provided her with many different scenarios for her to alter into her favor. A good distraction. Even with their little conversation Harle opened her own energy sensory to familiarize herself with the man should he possess some form of power. There will have to be some people who would have noticed the disappearance of the many people. Surely there had to be some people with unique talents of their own that may have some interest in the matter. Perhaps the man himself may be one of them, who knows really?

Aside from that the Lieutenant returned to her idea in which she would propose to the man, "Harle has un performance zat should be inside in three dayz. Zo, Harle was thinking zat since zhere is un large group fo ze party Harle would needz ze help... or un partner to help Harle perform." The proposition itself didn't sound too bad if it got the man inside, and under the guise of attendant or a hired hand to assist with some of her tricks. An Assistant in other words. Not too shabby if she had to say so. And if the man agreed to her idea, then, "Harle would need you to get some thingz befo zen." Every show needed some form of toys to help move the capture the audience's attention. For which she would inform the man of the items that needed to be procured for the performance, and someone to carry the items.

Said items would comprise of a wooden box, about three feet in height, a pair of large balls exactly as the one she performed with, eight feet of cloth, segmented of course, a gentleman's flat top hat, a four by four reflective mirror, and some ignition powder. Each of the items had their own uses but at the same time would provide a good distraction for the man and those of the guests as well. All she could do at this time was wait for his response. Oh, and the fact that he needed a change of wardrobe as well. Something to her own specifications, like the attire that she was currently wearing. No exceptions and no excuses, after all the Jester was placing her mission and her own pride as a illusionist on the line. Anything else beyond that Harle would wait for the time that the messenger that the strange person to arrive at the spot that they first met, at the small plaza next to the park. The same information would be given to the so called "PI." All she could now was wait and see what happened next.

[Zeich Yajuu]

((OOC: Apologies for a short post, it's been a long week... x.x))

Vannan's attempt at entering the building was a good one, or at least should have been. However, it did not matter that he rushed the building; even if he dashed up, without a step technique he was just too slow, and the door shut in his face. It would be impossible for him to make it through, and there was no way to open it besides the card reader. Lacking a card of his own, the Quincy would be left to figure out a new approach; there were still the two talking nearby, making their plans, or he could simply wait and observe the building itself as he tried to figure out a new route of attack. There were no windows, however, and surprisingly this seemed to be the only door. Entering by force might have been an option, but that would do little for stealth.

It would be up to Vannan to decide how he wanted to proceed, but back to Zack and Harle. If the assassin went along with the plan, then the three-day wait would commence. They would have time to discuss their plans, or rather, to try and manipulate the other into their personal plan. Over that time, however, Harle would notice something interesting about the card. As it remained near her, or on her person, it felt almost... familiar. Almost like an extension of herself. It was hard to put her finger on just why that was, but in a way, it was almost like the card was attuning itself to her. Perhaps that was the reason for the wait time; perhaps the cards were specialized, and required that they be properly attuned before they could be used?

Nonetheless, three days would be over before they knew it. In that time, Vannan was welcome to examine the building and study it, or pursue the other two; if he chose, he was welcome to interact with them, perhaps even get in on their plan. The building was nothing special anyway, aside from the fact that no one seemed to enter or exit it after that day. With no way to get in short of attempting to destroy a wall, how would he act?

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{OOC} I'll keep this brief. Due to real life circumstances I am going to need to drop this thread. I won't be able to put in the time needed to maintain a lot of threads for awhile, and this is one of the ones I am going to need to drop. For IC explanation and so there are no shenanigans, Zack left during the three day waiting period as he was called off by Xcution due to a new Saika being located in Egypt. Sorry.

[Kaijin"Harle"Quinn]

OOC: Hey you guys, just gonna bump my turn over to Van to see what will be Harle's options since Zack left. Will post after Vannan. Cheers.