A Screamer's A Pleaser [NDE, R, Medium]

[Wycliff]

He wasn't expecting the snake to try and attack the girl he was protecting, he was trying to save reiatsu but this wasn't the time anymore to worry about his own safety. He would worry about running out of reiatsu later on right now there was a life to save. As the arm spewed out of the snake's mouth trying to grab at the girl Wycliff reacted using shumpo to finish off the snake. His original plan was to be bait for the snake and when it tried to eat him he would of thrusted his sword forward hitting the snake in the roof of it's mouth. Now however he would do the exact same using shumpo.

However he wouldn't stop his shumpo when he made contact with the snake, no his goal was to go through it. The tip of his blade wasn't aimed to hit the roof of the snakes mouth, no it was aimed to end up well past that and into the wall. The force of this hit would hopefully push both him and the snake backwards as his blade would sink into the softer flesh on the inside of the snakes mouth and hitting the brain of the snake. He knew that this would hurt, a snake was mostly made of muscle and tossing one's self into a snake wasn't the smartest move he could do.

OOC: 450/550 reiatsu

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

The Shinigami burst straight through the snake, covering himself in blood and snake guts. But at least the girl was safe. The throat arm didn't have enough time to grab her and pull her in before Wycliff exploded out the back of the creature, so at least the Shinigami didn't impale her on the way into the beast. He wouldn't be too harmed as a result of his reckless attack, but it was still painful even with the sword allowing for the flesh to be pierced easier. And it didn't help that he was covered in blood now. Blood stunk and was an unpleasant sort of sticky. It could be argued that it was worse when the blood wasn't your own. Wycliff would probably need to get tested by Squad 4 for Snake Transmitted Diseases now...

[Wycliff]

Wycliff let out a sigh of relief knowing that the snake creature was dead and that the girl seemed fine. While he was covered in blood it seemed that it was mostly his uniform and the upper half of it at that. He turned back to the girl with a smile across his face and spoke to her. “Nasty little buggers huh?” He wanted to joke a bit with her to try and calm her down and see if she would smile and relax a bit. With that said he took off the top half of his uniform and tossed on the ground. It being covered in blood. The smell was bad and he knew that he had to be checked after this was over, but hey another excuse to see Rose.

His pants for the most part seemed fine, but that didn't stop him from ripping off the bottom half of his pant legs and using them as rags to clean off most of the blood that soaked his face and arms as well as the bits that got into his hair. He wouldn't be completely clean, but for the most part most of it would be off of him and more importantly so would the smell. With that done he would look back at the front door and take out his blade using it to slash at the door attempting to cut it open, while the hollow here did pose a threat to him it was more important to get this girl out of this place and to safety than to try and kill the hollow. If the door would break he would escort the girl out of the building and walk back in ready to face whatever came next. If not he would take point and slowly walk up the next set of stairs.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

The door was highly resistant to Wycliff's attacks. He slashed and slashed at it, but the reiatsu infused door was as strong as if it had been coated in Hierro. He'd wear it down little by little, but it just wouldn't budge. Giving up after awhile so he didn't exhaust himself, he simply pointed to the stairs and led the young girl up them. She had begun to count again, muttering under her breath, and was shivvering again. Just what was wrong with her? Wycliff had been the perfect gentleman and hero, but he had yet to try to understand what was going on in her head. Or really find out anything about her.

The stairs seemed to be impossibly long, as if twisted and elongated by some mystical space-time powers. On the long way up them, the Shinigami would have more than enough time to try to talk to the girl. Ask her questions, answer hers. She didn't seem like she wanted to ask first though, still counting and counting upwards in the eerie voice of hers.

[Wycliff]

It was no use, the door wouldn't budge and he was wasting time and strength trying to break it down. It would seem as if he had to climb up and kill the hollow while keeping this girl safe. He wondred if there were other survivors on this floor but given that the snakes and spiders came out of the other apartments he doubted that there would be any so he didn't waste any time trying to look in there. Instead his eyes wandered over to the staircase and sighed, this hollow was being a real bitch to deal with and he knew that it would only get worse the longer he stood around.

He took the point on walking up the staircase keeping his zan out to make sure that if something jumped out and attack them that he was ready. As he walked up it seemed as if the staircase was much longer than what it appeared to be. Not wanting to move in silence he stopped for a moment and looked back at the girl and smiled. “So tell me what's ya name?” He would wait till she spoke before he would keep on walking and follow up with asking her to talk about herself. At the very least he hoped that this would get her to calm down a bit.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

The girl paused her counting for a moment. "Scarlet." And then she went right back to counting. She counted for a few seconds, then paused. "Where are my parents?" She didn't seem to have a lot of information about what was going on in this odd apartment complex, but she was too out of place, too immune to the horrors for it to be natural. As they climbed the staircase, the walls grew blacker and blacker. Thick soot covered the walls, and if touched would scrape off in a slimy goo rather than a dry caked chalk. There was definitely something weird in this building even without the Hollow.

[Wycliff]

“Scarlet, that's a nice name.” Wycliff said as he continued upwards looking at the walls of the building turning into black goo. This place was getting worse and worse by the minute. In his entire time of being a shingami he had never seen a hollow do this to any place. It was unsettling, to be in. He wondered if he should call for backup, this didn't seem like a normal hollow, at least not a base hollow, but he doubted that he could actually get in contact with the people outside.


After hearing her ask about her parents he stopped and turned to face her. With a smile across his face he leaned over and placed both hands on her shoulders. “I'm not sure Scarlet, but I'll find them for ya ok.” As he spoke he looked into her eyes making sure that she could see that he wasn't afraid and he was telling the truth. Right now this was a scared little girl and he needed to make sure that she knew he was here for her. Even if it meant risking his own safety by doing this in the middle of the stairway. After that he would turn back around and continue upwards.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

OOC: so much for stalling. I'm out of stall tactics, really. Let's just move on.

Wycliff and Scarlet would reach the top of the stairs to find the fullbringer boy from before staring down two adults. They were covered in the same thick goo from the walls, with their hair spiked out like they had stuck their fingers into a light socket and survived. They were shouting gibberish at him, which was getting more and more on his nerves. "Get. Out. Of. My. Way." Scarlet pushed past Wycliff to charge at the boy. "Mother! Father!"

Not even recognizing their own child, the two shot blasts of goo out of their hands that struck her and bound her to the back wall in a grip that she could not escape. "Nemo Transcursu" The Fullbringer boy was infuriated again, turning to Wycliff and getting in his face. "Help me get past these things and I'll grant you more power than you can imagine. Just... just... distract them or something! They keep interrupting my ritual." Whatever Wycliff wanted to do, he had a little bit of time. The pair didn't seem agressive until approached. However, they were the only way past into the rest of the complex.

[Wycliff]

This was a bad situation to be in, it seemed like whatever this hollow was it was causing humans to act in a strange way. Scarlet the girl he had been protecting seemed to no longer care about her own safety and rushed in to see what was of her mother and father. The boy seemed to want to get past the creatures and promised him power, but he wasn't about to let Scarlet watch her own parents be killed. “Hey kid, can you stop them without killing them?” He asked as he rushed up the stairs, he would react depending on what he said. If he said yes he would sheath his blade and charge in after them drawing their attention away from the kid to do whatever he was going to do. If not he would tell the kid to find a way to do it or else he would just take care of it himself.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

"No. If you don't have the guts to kill, get out of here. You're not welcome. I'll do this myself."

The boy bit into his thumb, sucking a mouthful of his own blood out. Half of the mouthful went down his throat, the other half was spat in front of him. He was suddenly surrounded by a pillar of reiatsu that wouldn't break even if Wycliff took his Zanpakutou to it. The barrier was just too strong for the unseated Shinigami. "Sicut et ego lingua. Quid hoc vertendo. Sicut iam legere." Tendrils of flaming red energy lashed out at the walls and floor, burning the wood and setting the wallpaper on fire. The ritual, however, was inaccurate. The boy was as likely to strike something that he was standing on or hit the innocent Scarlet more than he was going to hit his intended targets...

[Wycliff]

Wycliff saw what this kid was doing and he saw the flames and how out of control they were. He wasn't about to let this happen to Scarlet, he knew what was going to happen and he didn't want her to see or get hurt. He ran back towards her and covered her using his body as a shield just in case she would be hit by whatever this kid was planning on doing. This kid would end up paying for this later on Wycliff would make sure of it, but for now making sure that Scarlet at the very least would be ok was his main priority.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

The flames continued to whip around, but Scarlet's parents were having none of it. Goo shot out in a large wave, covering the walls and smothering the flame whips. With nothing to fight with, the boy had no choice but to end his ritual. "You foolish coward! We could have killed them and gained their power. Or better yet, the power of the one on the floor above us... You will have to die now!" The man pulled out a blood stained hankerchief which quickly transformed itself into a long English style sword that was missing the guard.

The fullbringer looked worn out from blood loss of the multiple times he had activated his ritual, so this must be why he opted to only use his main fullbring with no properties. Just wielding a sword, he and Wycliff would be on equal grounds in terms of weaponry. However, he was faster, stronger, and possessed a greater strength of reiatsu. Alone, unreleased, the Shinigami was not very strong of a physical fighter. But he was a bit more cunning and was far healthier than his enraged opponent.

[Wycliff]

When the flames didn't come he looked back and saw that what was Scarlet's parents were dousing the flames with the goo. The boy seemed angry at him for causing his ritual to fail, but Wycliff wasn't about to let an innocent be hurt just for power. Now it seemed that the boy was coming after him, upset at what had happened. Wycliff would be ready seeing that the fullbringer had lost a lot of blood and his focus was on him and not the parents of Scarlet.

Wycliff took out his blade and held it in his right hand as he kept the scabbard in his left. He took a few steps forward making sure that Scarlet wouldn't be in the way of this fight. As the fullbringer charged forward Wycliff made an obvious downward swing at the boy's head, knowing full well that the boy should block it with his blade. Wycliff wasn't attempting to kill the boy this was only a distraction as he took the sheath of his sword and swung it upwards between the kid's legs. It would be a low blow,but even with his weaker strength the pain from being hit there coupled with the loss of blood should at least take the kid out for a bit. Wycliff wasn't going to kill this kid over him not knowing any better, if anything getting hit in the balls and passing out would be his punishment and maybe he would learn something off of this.

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

The boy angrily battered Wycliff's sword attack away, ready to go for a kill shot, only to be struck in the crotch by the scabbard. Howling in pain, the boy bowled over and onto the ground, tears streaming from his eyes. He wasn't unconscious, per se, but he was definitely out for the count at the moment. He rolled around in the goo and was covered by it. He had avoided the majority of it due to his barrier that he erected before his ritual, but now it was unavoidable. Covered in it, it hardened and locked him down onto the floor for the moment. Insults, slurs, and swears streamed from his still working mouth as he struggled against it.

Now Wycliff needed to find a way past the pair himself... They hadn't even recognized their own daughter, who was so shellshocked that all she could do was count and count. Nothing useful was going to come from her...

[Wycliff]

With the kid rolling on the ground and swearing up a storm it seemed as if his next goal was to deal with the parents that were covered in this odd goo. He wondered what he could do, as it seemed as if they were complacent for the most part say for when someone tried to get close to them. It was if they acted like guardians. He had to wonder if they even had any traces of their humanity left in them. There was only one way to find out. “Hey slime balls can ya talk and understand me?” Wycliff wasn't the most eloquent speakers out there, but he did know at the very least that if they responded somewhat he might be able to communicate with them a bit.