A Coincidencental Respect [R] [JT][NDE][Chiku and Kisala]

[Izanagi Jushino]

Coincidence? I think Not

It was his Sensei. Izanagi had to visit the old man. This man was the only father figure in his life. The sensei taught him so much, including helping his transition from dying to becoming a shinigami. There bond grew over time, even though the man was incredibly old. Izanagi never knew the exact age of his sensei, but he knew that he was incredibly old. Besides, even though the old man knew how to live with himself, it didn't hurt to help out around the place for a bit.

Sadly, Sensei lived in a derelict part of Rukongai, the city from which the souls lived. It was around the 65th district where Sensei lived. Izanagi used to live there as well- it was the only place he could sense when he first came into the world of Soul Society. As he moved there, he realized this place was a lot like the worst parts of Tokyo, with rampant crime, ganglords, and even worse folk who just cared for themselves and would do anything to show true power. They would harass his only father figure, and Izanagi would have to "protect" the house... even though the old man could pretty much do it himself.

As he arrived at the location within the old district, Sensei greeted Izanagi.

"Hello, Izanagi. Do you mind fetching me some food from the 30th district? Those special meatballs... I am craving them."

Before even muttering a greeting, or even a hello, how are you, the Old man already requested something from Izanagi. It was as if time did not pass for this man. Of course, the longer you live, the shorter time seems to go by. Izanagi could only laugh as he quickly hugged the old man before heading off too the 30th district. There was no need for much to be said- these two held a partnership, a friendship that would last forever. They had like personalities, which allowed them to share similarities.

As Izanagi entered the 30th district, he noticed the differences. This area was a lot nicer then where he was from. It seemed to be much akin to the suburbs of a japanese city. So much more different from the hellhole he was from. As long as they did not murder anyone, people in Rukongai could pretty much do anything without shinigami intervention. It is why these towns became so disgusting. Izanagi gripped his weapon a bit harder. But, he knew that this place was where he was from. He lived in Rukongai longer then he lived in the human world. The only difference is, this area was a lot nicer, and cleaner smelling.

As Izanagi passed the houses made of spirit-wood, he finally came upon the special meatball place that Sensei loved. He went up to the store window, buying the meatballs from the old man. Izanagi thanked the man, then proceeded to walk out, meatballs in bag in hand. As he walked out, however, he noticed a situation. There, he saw something he recognized from before- someone being harassed by a group of people. Coincidentally, it was a situation Izanagi had to break up a lot when he was alive in the human world- men harassing women. Clearly, this woman who was being harassed was extremely distressed. The tears could be heard from where Izanagi stood.

The scene boiled something within Izanagi's stomach. Anger flowed up, filling his head with thoughts of destruction. However, he was a shinigami, so he had to do things in stride. In suburbs like this, regardless of where you went, you will encounter people like this. Men who seem to be able to satisfy themselves only by belittling others, even if their situation is not much better. He wanted to beat the crap out of them, but held back. He walked up to them, however, and pushed his way to the front. He was much larger then these men. As a japanese man, he was already quite large. He was mixed with a bit of other races, as his parents were from different countries all together. He never asked, but he knew one of the countries probably was American. Nevertheless, his presence was clearly intimidating. Even as a shinigami.

"Leave this person alone. Now. Or face the consequences."

The threat was more like something of a movie. However, Izanagi had not been a shinigami for long, so clever sentences were not able to be quite crafted as intelligently as possible. It came with time, clever threats. But for now, Izanagi stuck with generic lines. Of course, it worked. The men stepped away almost immediately, knowing that before them was a great warrior who could end each of their lives instantly. They were cowards, as most harassers were. As they stepped away, Izanagi picked the woman up, and gave her a meatball.

"You alright?"

The woman hesitantly nodded. Before her, a shinigami, a royal in black clothing. They were the top of the line within Soul Society, and having one save her was beyond anything she could imagine, especially since she was a whore. However, Izanagi did not know this fact (like that would change anything, of course). She thanked him, quickly scurrying off into the building behind her. He grabbed a meatball out of the bag, and ate it. He nodded to himself, slowly walking off, carefully inspecting the area for other fights he could break up. When he did not see any, he just walked away, taking in the sights of a nicer Rukongai.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Traning for CTP)

Kisala of the Shihoin family walked down the street of the 30th district of the Rukongai. She liked to get away from the Seretei and be out and about with the common people. Yeah being around the normal unseated shinigami was fun and all, but even they get a bit tiresome after a while. She just needed a break. She was not wearing her uniform as she walked about. She wasn't even wearing anything nice like her family name would suggest. She wore a plain white tank top, showing off her tanned skin on her arms. The tank showed off her chest and same of her cleavage. Due to the size of her bust, she was not able to fit completely in the tank top, so her midriff was showing. She wore short pants with her utility belt and equipment. She kept her zanpakuto of course. 

The tanned skinned shinigami looked around taking in the sights and smells of the Rukongai. Yes it was nicer than the other districts further out, but it wasn't exactly the penicle of society either. She saw things that displeased her, but she really had no authority over the matter. Even if she intervened this time, she would not be there to protect the poor pulse again the next time. It saddened her to think that a pulse was lucky to get to the Soul Society to begin with, with all the dangers of being in the world of the living. They might have suffered horribly in their lives. They must have thought that they would be able be better off in the after life only to return to where they began.

Kisala sighed and shook her head. She pushed some of her off white hair from in front of her orange eyes. There was nothing she could do. No matter how much she would want to. The only thing she could do was try to keep things as peaceful as she could here. Keeping the hollows at bay, and any other threats, was her primary way at the moment. Kisala meandered about enteing side streets and returning to the main road as she willed. She checked out some of the shops to see if there was anything that caught her eyes. Kisala knew that some one was fallowing her. More like several someones she thought with a glare of her burning eyes. 

She decided to make an example of these fools. She allowed them to catch up to her noticing their positions around her. One of them approached her eyeing her up and down like one would size up a piece of meat. She did not like that at all. "Well well look what we have here boys. Looks like we got a cute one here." Kisala blushed a little making herself look a little embarrassed. She was not the best at acting, but these guys didn't seem that bright to begin with. "Yeah she does." Another one replied getting awfully close from behind her. "Too bad she has that scar, that might turn a few people off." A third pipped in. A fourth looked at her and shook his head. "Nah man, it makes her look dangerous, you know people will pay for that." Kisala could gather what they were getting at. They were scouts for a brothel. 

Kisala was neutral on the topic of brothels. She never went to one, so she never knew what it was really like. At the same time she never really wanted to. She had no reason to. The concept of it did kind of sicken her a bit, but she would also think that the women working there must have very little choice. "Well you guys sure are flattering. Is there anything I can do to help you gentleman?" She asked keeping an eye on each of them in turn. The fist one that spoke was a tall muscular man. He was obviously their leader having a sort of air of arrogance about him. She noted that he had a sword on him. She will not question about that. It was insignificant. He had spiky black hair and a goatee. 

Kisala noted the second one was of average height with a slim body structure. She couldn't see any weapons on this one. He had longer hair pulled back out of his face like samurai during the feudal states period. She could practically smell his breath. The third one was a short pudgy man. She couldn't figure it out, but he just seemed really punch-able. Maybe it was his shifty eyes, or plump body that reminded her of an over stuffed punching bag. He was mostly bald, with the exception of a ring of hair going all around his head. The last one was pretty small in statue, and had on a pair of glasses, or goggles that looked like something from X-men. She kind of liked them, she will need to see where he got them. His hair was almost like hers. It was site and spiked back. He had a bit of stubble on his chin. 

"Well deary, you can come with us if your looking for work. We will of course need to..." He stopped glancing down at her bust with a wink. "...Make sure you have the right assets." Ok that was it. Kisala suddenly pulled her right arm back and got down low. She suddenly shot up with a hard uppercut to his chin sending him into the air slightly. "SURE YOU CAN!!!!" She shouted as he flew into the man street. The punchy, doughy guy ran off to check up on his boss while the others tried to subdue her. He man with the cool glasses pulled a dagger out of his belt and held it in a reverse grip. he tried to slash at her midsection, but Kisala was able to grab his arm and twist it into an arm lock taking it from him. 

"No dumb ass not like that." She chastised him. She held it in a normal grip pointing it at him. "You hold it like this. Point it right at the face." She instructed before tossing it to him. He seemed to fallow her instructions and slashed at her with a back hand slash. She pulled her head back just out of rang and jabbed her fist into his face. When he brought it back, she blocked his arm and grabbed it using a shoulder throw to send him into the street as well. She ran into the street where people were gathering to see what was going on. They gave room for the combatants. Kisala looked to all four of them getting into a fighting stance. "Now you can come at me one at a time or all together your choice."

The slim one had some brass knuckles punching at her face. She was easily able to read his body, and doge the attack poking at his body wherever he left an opening. Clearly she was not taking the fight seriously and it was vexing to the four thugs. She would then grab his arm and spin him around and around faster and faster. "I spin you around baby around like a wheel baby right round away!" She said kicking him into the crowd who gave way allowing him to slam into the side of a building. He was knocked out cold either from the kick, or hitting his head on the solid building, most likely a combination of the two. 

The punchy, doughy guy was next. He was clearly shaking, but still willing to fight her. She could respect him for that at least. She didn't give him a chance at all. She rushed right into his face with a wide grin on her face. She pulled his arm across his body exposing his side. "Kidney punch!" She punched him in the kidney. "Kidney punch, kidney punch kidney punch," She said that every time she punched him in the kidney. "And pause..." She stopped letting him recover. "Hook punch!" She called out giving him a hook to the face sending him to the ground." She was right about him. It was very satisfying to punch him. She giggled at the thought.

The glasses man came back for another beating. She dodged a flurry of slashes from him before grabbing both arms pressing her forehead against his. "Hey!" She said getting his attention. "Want to see something cool?" She asked. He hesitated for a moment. "Ok." He replied with a slight hint of worry in his voice. Kisala grabbed a kunai knife from her bag. As she grabbed it she activated it with her reiatsu throwing it to the ground. She jumped back waiting. The man just stood there not understanding until the ground started to freeze. His feet and legs were frozen as well. He screamed as the ice covered his body. Just before his head was frozen she took his glasses from him putting them on.

"Man these are worthless. I can't see a thing." She said disappointed. Something told her to pull her head back, and without hesitating pulled it back just in time to avoid a blade to the face. The glasses however were not so fortunate. They were cut in half. Oh well. She looked at the man unimpressed. She reached and grabbed her Zanpakuto. She silently told her spirit to hold off on her power, and suppressed her spiritual pressure as much as she could. The man came ate her and the two fought it out on the streets. Kisala danced around him dodging and blocking his feeble strikes. They were not bad. His form could have used worked, but there was promise if he applied himself. 

Kisala parried a thrust from the man, but somehow didn't see the punch coming behind it. She was caught in the cheek and sent staggering back. She felt the place where she was hit and glared at the man. If it wasn't for her position as a lieutenant, he would have been a dead man. He must have saw the murderous intent in her eyes for he immediately dropped the sword. "Come on boys, lets get out of here!" He shouted. He lead the way back to where ever they worked dragging the frozen one behind them. Kisala took a few deep breaths and sighed smiling. "There was nothing like a good fight in the morning to get the blood flowing." She looked to everyone and smiled waving them on. "Ok people nothing to see, the show is over. Thank you for coming!" She will most likely hear it from her captain again for this, but she thought that it was worth it. She looked at saw that there was a brothel not far from her. The guard at the entrance surely saw everything.

[Chiku Unoji]

Commotion. She noticed it fairly quickly when it happened so close. Sightless green eyes twitched for but a moment, as if to grasp at what her other senses were telling her before simply staring on, before the next instant passed and they continued to pierce beyond her surroundings. Her mandibles lightly scraped against one another as she 'peered' pensively around, those sharp little noises giving her little pings on her surroundings. None she needed, just the kind that put her at ease. A means of self comfort and clarity that helped her get around.

"Shinigami." Came her scratchy mutter as Subida glanced up from the work she was doing, a frown crossing her features as the two guards scanned the area. "If you believe so. It's not yet here, not our problem." She murmured. At which Chiku simply frowned harder. Focusing, she slowly rose to her feet, completely ruining Subida's attempt at drawing her as she began to walk off, ignoring the exasperated sigh escaping the other guard as she headed out, intent on finding out what was going on.

Chiku's attire was fairly simple. Thankfully the girls had been fairly entertained by themselves and had not enlisted Chiku into one of their dress-up sessions. so she was in her usual guard attire. Fitting robes and a bright orange sash. Her hat was still being repaired after the incident yesterday, so she went without it for the moment, keeping that head of hers completely exposed. Not that it usually helped much. Folded against her back, her second set of arms as well as those massive pincers were hard to hide. And of course her tail also had it's share of attention. Not exactly a subtle girl at 6'7" either.

But in any case it did not take her long at all to actually find not one, not two, but three scuffles taking place. With her hearing she could already 'see'  two of them in progress. One of them involving one of the whores from a competetor, another simply seemed to be dealing with one of the local scuzz gangs. And as luck would have it, trouble seemed to be coming her way as well.

"Sai."

That murmur elicited an unamused look from the beast clan as suddenly both set of arms locked behind her back, a slight rigidity flowing thrugh her body, as the shinigami that had attempted to sneak up on her now made himself visually present, stepping out into the alley despite the fact that she could already 'see' him. The look of distaste on her face made him chuckle as he began to circle he prone form, reaching down and gently picking up a rock.

"Hey there Greeneyes. You miss me? It's been....ohhhhhh quite a while since we met hasn't it? I was just a run-of-the-mill member of the Kido Corps back then. I'll have you know I received a promotion. You see.......I wasn't too.....happy, knowing someone out there knows about certain.....things." He coughed, dancing around the topic much to Chiku's annoyance, her voice grating out as she responded.

"Lube ass." She couldn't exactly articulate that he'd been taking it up the butt, but it was close enough for the man to immediately stomp on her shoulder, her carapace hitting the ground for only a moment before she looked at him. A confused look passed over his features until he realized that she had been completely unbothered by his physical attack.

"You...b...YOU bitch! .....Heh.....eheheheh......well that won't matter now. You see theres a few other shinigami around here after all." He noted, lightly taking a knife out, and slowly drawing it's blade alng his arm, wincing as he drew blood. Immediately Chiku was confused. Smelling blood and 'watching' him cut himself was.....confusing. Why did the strange shini do this? It didn't make sense to her.

"A waste to tell an idiot like you my plan. But well......let's just say that once they see what looks like the results of you attacking me, we'll execute you on the spot, and uh...be on our way." He grinned. That smile put her off....worrying her as she suddenly realized that something he'd said had been important, and immediately her eyes went wide, and a panic started to rush it's way through her veigns, a hiss escaping her as immediately she began to struggle, her body WRENCHING about as she began scuffing the ground, her arms flexing as she slowly began attempting to FLEX her way out of the spell.

The shinigami grinned, shaking his head before holding up his hands, applying more reiatsu to the spell in order to keep her held down as he then shouted out at the top of his lungs, that smiling face suddenly vanished, and at once a look of terror crossed his features, as if his very life hung on his ability to keep chikue down. "HELP! I Nee....I NEED BACKUP! HELP!" The shinigami yelled out, and simply waited, hiding the grin inside that so desperately wanted to get out.

[Kisala Shihoin]

Kisala managed to get the crowd to disperse after a few minutes. She had to turn down some helpful people asking if she needed medical help after all that. It did warm her heart that there were still people that cared even with all their suffering. Kisala rubbed her cheek where the man managed to punch her. It still hurt a little, but she would live. Her pride a bit more hurt than her face was. Kisala shrugged and started to head back on her marry way. Until something else caught her attention. It was a cry for help, but from any of the pulses that live here, but from a shinigami asking for backup. She was never one to stand aside while a comrade needed assistance, and rushed off to help.

When she arrived at the scene, it seemed that everything was already under control. A shinigami, a member of the Kidou Corps by the looks of his uniform, had already subdued a struggling beast woman. She looked over the man for any injuries and saw a single cut. She had never fought a best person first hand, but she had heard of their strength through word of mouth and rumors. Sure the kidou corps had their kidou, but she would be sure if a beast woman got that close to him, he would be in far worse shape. She just made a mental note before approaching the two of them. SHe was used to taking charge when there was no other commanding officer around. She even half forgot that she wasn't in her uniform.

"Alright what is the situation here?" He demanded crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her burning orange eyes scanned from the shinigami to the beast woman. She flared her spiritual pressure just enough to demand respect and cooperation while adding a slight threat for anyone that gives her any problems. Again she looked to the shinigami waiting impatiently for his report. She shifted her weight to her back leg, and shifted her hips as she tapped her foot. She pushed her messy white hair out of her face looking then to the beast woman. She didn't care who started talking first, as long as someone told her what the hell was going on.

[Izanagi Jushino]

A Messy Encounter

Izanagi was on his merry way. Eating the delicious meatballs that warmed the packet, he was content. He would save a bunch for Sensei. After all, he didn't come all the way out here to the 30th district just for himself. He also just did a good deed. Although it didn't need to be said, he gave himself a pat on the back. It always makes a person feel great when they do something for someone else. Especially if it is a damsel in distress. Which reminded Izanagi, that woman was beautiful. Perhaps sometime later he would meet up with her if fate dictates it? Who knows. All Izanagi could foresee at the moment was the meatball meeting his taste buds. That is what mattered right now.

Of course, Izanagi wanted to get back to his Sensei as fast as possible. He wanted to be sure to spend time with the old man, lest the old man evaporates somehow from being too lonely. Or so Izanagi thought. The Sensei was extremely resilient. But, the thought about his father figure evaporated as instantly as it came. There was even more of a commotion. Izanagi followed the noises, hoping to see if there was something he could get into. As before, Izanagi knew he wanted to get back to his Sensei. But after all the events that occurred around the youngish shinigami, he was craving for MORE action. Funny, how that works after having to do real battle. Adrenaline is a crazy thing.

When Izanagi arrived at the scene, he noticed a woman (beauty implied), a shinigami, and a... scorpion lady? Well, that was something new. Izanagi had heard about the rumors of a "beast clan", anthropomorphic beast humans who can become shinigami. This one seemed to be grimacing just a bit, and the other shinigami was screaming for some odd reason. How can a shinigami seem to be in such distress? Even if the scorpion lady was much taller then Izanagi, shinigami generally are able to handle many different situations. However, this one was asking for help... for what seemed to be no reason at first. No one was doing anything, and they were both just standing still. Odd.

"Hey there. What's going on here?"

Izanagi probably knew that something was, as there was another lady who also seemed to ask the same question. Even for redundancy's sake, it was better if there was an explanation with more then just one witness there. Izanagi was still clutching his bag of meatballs in his right hand, his left hand resting on the hilt of his weapon. He just stood there, looking just a bit awkward. Generally, he has a much cleaner stance, especially when on business, but he was on his day off. He just wanted to help. Of course, they could easily see he was a shinigami, wearing the traditional garb of one. He patiently waited for an answer, glancing quickly at the gorgeous woman next to him. He didn't want to make this more awkward then it already was, of course.

[Chiku Unoji]

"She's rabid! I attempted to detain her but she attacked. I managed to block most of her hit but she managed to get a scratch in. I don't think I can hold her for much l-"

CRACKLE Went that Sai as Chikusho suddenly wrenched her arms apart, a sudden loud noise like the shattering of glass sounding as she glared at the KC member and immediately started barreling towards him, that is until the Shihouin suddenly flexed her power. Not enough to try and lock them down, as honestly that would have immediately murdered both her and the KC member, but the both of them did pause in their tracks, Chiku still breathing heavily as she kept her head aimed at them. She didn't actually use her eyes, but she did find that it made her targets INCREDIBLY uncomfortable.

The presence of Kisala prevented her from immediately going for the shinigami, but she was very unhappy, that stinger of hers arched and ready to bury itself in the shinigami's neck. The man himself was VERY unnerved, shocked that she had managed to physically break out of his Kido and was now slowly moving himself so that the Vice Captain was between them, instinctively afraid for his life as his eyes fixated on that tail she was brandishing.

"She's Angry! BE careful she'll dig underground and get you from underneath! She should be killed, a monster like her shouldn't be wandering around so close to the inner districts! Someone could get hurt! And she's already attacked a seated officer!" He declared defensively in an attempt to get the two shinigami that showed up on his side. Chiku however was completely unaware of whatever lies he was spilling. Her grasp on language wasn't the best and without Subida here to assist, she had no means of communicating with others around her.

The air was already crackling with tension, and off in the distance, that tension was definitely noticed. Kisala's sudden show of power was going to draw attention, but well, that wouldn't show up for a while.

[Kisala Shihoin]

"She's rabid! I attempted to detain her but she attacked. I managed to block most of her hit but she managed to get a scratch in. I don't think I can hold her for much l-" Kisala was not getting the full answer she was wanting. She got his excuses. She furrowed her brow trying to imagine why. He mentioned that he was trying to detain her, but didn't specify why. That was troubling for Kisala. Unless she knew why he was trying to detain the beast woman, she had no idea who was really in the wrong or right. She was not surprised that he beast woman broke free from the bounds that held her. If she was able to break free, that could mean something. 

She stared at the scorpion woman who just a moment ago had tried to charge them. She was unphased. She noticed another shinigami in the area wondering what was going on. She waved him over shouting over the distance. "Hey come give me a hand with them. I need another pair of eyes." She couldn't keep her eyes on both of them, and try to figure everything out at the same time. Kisala turned to the beast woman with a smile. "It is a pleasure to meet you although I wished it was under better circumstances. I am Kisala Shihoin. Lieutenant of Squad two of the gotei thirteen. Can you speak? I would like to ask for your name and what happened."

[Izanagi Jushino]

A Meeting of Foes?

Izanagi was ushered over to the area. He was once again confused as to what was going on. It seemed like there was a lot of commotion... and then spiritual energy, which made Izanagi stop for a bit. It was painful, walking through this gravitational pressure. Oddly enough, it spurred something deep inside of him, seemingly awakening a part of something that hid within him. However, that feeling dissipated as soon as it came, leaving Izanagi with nothing but a fragment of a memory. However, it seemed that something within him enjoyed the feeling of gravity. Izanagi saved this thought for much later. It came time, of course, to analyze what was going on right here, right now. As he walked closer to the scene, it was hilarious to him, almost. If put inside a tv show, Izanagi was sure that there would be some laugh track playing in the background.

"Er... sure. I'll help."

His hesitation was not due to fear of anyone. It was due to his uneaseness around someone so much stronger then him. This person was a vice captain, one step before the famous captain rank. She was incredibly strong, or was supposed to be. It takes years of training and battles to get to the point in which you can be considered a vice captain. It made Izanagi appreciate who was standing in front of him. He knew that this person was an asset. Immediately, a plan developed. She would be incredibly useful as a friend. An acquaintance of strength was something that would allow Izanagi to move up in this fantastic world of his. And, she probably had a lot of knowledge on battle skills a shinigami should have, something Izanagi loves to learn about.

On the other hand, there was the scene itself. The beast-scorpion-person-thing was clearly agitated by this other shinigami's presence. Although no assumptions should be made, Izanagi felt that this shinigami was a piece of crap. From what Izanagi understood, beast clansmen were able to do whatever they wanted as they were also a part of the world with the other spirits. If this was to be considered heaven, then beast clan should have the same equality as regular human spirits. However, Izanagi made a mental note- he truly wanted to know what made beast clansmen animals. Were they animals before? If so, how did they attain human form? Was it a specific condition within Soul Society that made animals all of a sudden gain the knowledge to speak, fight, and think like humans? These questions were also brought into the memory bank Izanagi held. He would have to figure that one out later.

For now, Izanagi would just watch and see what happens. He still had everything on him, and as such, would be able to help if anything were to come that would cause danger to anyone in the vicinity. Regardless of what occurred, Izanagi held no assumptions or feelings either way until the truth would come out. And, as someone who loves puzzles, this one was starting to turn into one. And Izanagi loved to solve puzzles. So, he quickly looked at the shinigami. Generally, in a situation, it was best to consult the victim. But his sentence was... not only odd, but clearly degrading. He called the scorption lady a monster. An anger rose up within Izanagi's chest. These beings don't deserve to be treated like crap, regardless of the situation. The true enemy were the hollows that attacked humans. That was the purpose for shinigami- to protect the human spirits and destroy the hollows. Izanagi had to speak out against this man.

"Don't call her a monster. She probably has a name, scumbag. Shouldn't we be living in Soul Society in peace, and concentrate on fighting the actual enemy rather then each other?"

Vitriol was spilled. It was clear Izanagi held anger for this type of behavior. When he was alive in the human world, he constantly took notes of racism, and crappy people. He hated seeing it occur. Izanagi always believed that everyone has the right to be treated with respect and dignity, regardless of the situation. Everyone was able to make a name for themselves, and shouldn't be brought down by anyone else for doing so. It was truly a disgusting thing, seeing someone bring down someone else just because they felt jealous, or felt as if their space in this world was threatened by the minority group. Everyone should be equal, and there should be no degrading, whatsoever. Or so, Izanagi felt. There were movements in the human world that fought for that, and some methods Izanagi disagreed with. Related to this situation, however, Izanagi knew that whatever was going on, he would not stand by and watch someone be hurt by words. He dealt with that enough in the human world.

[Chiku Unoji]

Chiku was a bit astounded by the tone the shinigami were taking with her. Suffice to say it wasn't often she was treated as such. She didn't know all of the words they were saying, but she simply nodded to them lightly. "With all due respect, she IS a monster." The KC stated indignantly, promptly raising his blade to point it at Chiku as he took up a stable stance.  "As with Protocol of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, we are to place this creature under arrest for assaulting an officer. Should she resist she is to be met with proper force! Now I understand that off duty some of you shinigami may so decide to slack off, but I am under standing orders Lieutenant And those orders say that this woman is to be detained." He hissed as he suddenly began to approach Chiku.

Immediately the scorpion tensed, gritting her teeth and hissing as her mandibles raised, scraping aggressively against eachother as she immediately began striding toward the shinigami, her anger getting the better of her as she suddenly dropped onto all six, her tail raised high as she promptly vanished into the ground, a flurry of strong arms as she attempted to drop under the ground. For the Lieutenant and maybe even Izanagi she wouldn't be moving very fast, but fast enough that by the time the Kido Corps officer raised a hand to use a Kido, she was already under the ground.


Moments later, if she was not stopped, two clawed hands would burst out of the ground behind the KC Shinigami, grabbing him by the ankles, causing a VERY startled cry as he was bodily DRAGGED into the ground up to his waist, Chiku emerging from the ground behind him as she eliminated his ability to move his legs and that stinger raised. Of course.....she did not sting. She had hurt enough shinigami to know that doing so infront of the other two would only cause trouble, so she managed not to give into her instincts and start stinging the man to death. Though she did continue to hiss aggressively at him, also keeping an ear on both other shinigami. They had shown positive intentions, but.....she had not been given much reason to trust them.

[Kisala Shihoin]

"With all due respect, she IS a monster." That immediately sent alarms ringing in her mind. It was clear that he had no intentions of being reasonable. She turned to him trying to stop him before he did anything rash.  "As with Protocol of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, we are to place this creature under arrest for assaulting an officer. Should she resist she is to be met with proper force! Now I understand that off duty some of you shinigami may so decide to slack off, but I am under standing orders Lieutenant And those orders say that this woman is to be detained." He started to move to the scorpion woman. Kisala knew that nothing good could come of it.

As he started to use a spell, the scorpion girl was already on the move. Kisala was not going to take any of this. She didn't care about her position all that much, but she was not going to be ignored or written off by anyone. She wouldn't even let a captain get away with it. Her pride would not allow it. She was not going to these two fight it out when she is trying to defuse the situation. She flexed her gravitational pressure enough to pin everyone around her to the ground. The Kido Corps shinigami practically face planted into the ground from the sudden force, but the impact was not as bad for the scorpion lady since she was already low to the ground trying to dig through it.

The calm demeanor was gone from her face. Now anger burned in her orange eyes. She looked from one to the other making sure she got their attention. She started with the shinigami. "I have had enough of your self righteous bull shit! I don't care what orders you were given when you before you got here, but when a superior officer tell you to do something, you fucking do it! Do you understand me dumb ass!" She then turned to the scorpion woman. She still seemed just as angry. "And you, I understand your position, and desire to defend yourself, but you are not making my job any easier, and your position any better. Now both of you sit down and shut up!"

She lifted her gravitational pressure grabbing the shinigami by the front of his robs roughly, so he looked at her right in the eyes. "Am I perfectly clear!" She hissed the venom of her words might have been on par with Chiku's. She noticed an odd bulge in the man's robes. A quick rough shift of the man caused the sheathed knife to fall to the ground. She dropped him and picked up the knife inspecting the blade. There was blood on the knife, and it was fresh. She could see that there wasn't any wounds on the beast woman, and the single cut on his arm was more than suspicious from the start. "Well well, care to explain this fucker!" She said glaring at him.

[Izanagi Jushino]

All of a sudden, Izanagi fell face down into the dirt. His meatballs flew to the side, smashed by his weapon. At first, the first thing Izanagi thought was how disappointed his Sensei will be now that he won't be getting the meatballs from the place, since the restaurant already closed down. However, this was something new- a shinigami blatantly disregarding orders from higher authority. Weren't people with a higher rank then you's word law? It seems to be that way, and even in every shinigami handbook, it was that way. This person, whoever he is, is not a very good person. Izanagi could even tell that he was a bit sinister, and would prefer to look down on others who are not a human shinigami, which is sad. There are plenty of shinigami in this world who aren't human. And as ranted before, just because someone is different from you does not make them lesser or worse then you.

However, it turned nasty almost instantly. Izanagi knew he had to do something to help this vice captain out, lest their be a pretty big fight on their hands. He got up quickly after the pressure dissipated, and took out his weapon. He walked closely to the vice captain, but not close enough to invade her space. He was going to be helping. He may not have this person's strength or skill, but he definitely will have her respect. At least, for now. There were no moves to be made but to solve the issue in front of them- to try and make sure this fight does not go on for any longer. With his weapon out, now he could back the vice captains word's up cleanly.

"Not that I have much to say, but from here... looks like he inflicted it on himself. Lady over here has like 10 different ways to scratch someone, and I am pretty sure they would come in twos or threes." Izanagi said, motioning towards her claws and her hands.

This analysis was not the most spot on, but it was plain and simple to see. Having a single scratch from a beast that has more claws on it then your normal scorpion? Yeah, like that'll ever happen. Izanagi still stood by the vice captain's side, nodding towards her. He hoped he had made his intentions clear- that is to protect the word of the vice captain, and enforce her law. That was the way he was taught in the shinigami academy, and that was the way he will utilize his teachings now. In his head, however, Izanagi already made the culprit guilty. He already said things that ticked Izanagi off to no end. Looking down on people like that is something Izanagi does not like seeing. Everyone has a potential to be great, especially in a world like this with spiritual powers and the like.

[Chiku Unoji]

Chiku GRUNTED when she suddenly hit the ground, groaning a little as she was forced to the ground. Suddenly she was eating dirt as Kisala decided to suddenly force down on them with her spiritual pressure. And IMMEDIATELY there was a loud tearing noise in the air above. A great yawning as suddenly it seemed that she was drawing attention. Chiku would have spoken up about it, but she was  little sore from the flooring.

The Kido Corps member knew he'd been caught, and unable to think of another lie,he winced and simply flinched, bracing himself for some sort of strike. He had never actually heard any rumors about Kisala, but based on how she was acting, he had a bad feeling that he was about to receive a beating. And not the kind he usually got at the brothel. However his concerns, as well as Kisala's and Izanagi's would soon become somewhat moot when a loud roaring laugh rent across the area.

And that Laugh Tore out the sky(Music)

A cackle was expressed as hollows began skittering in toward he group, eyes narrowed and glowing as they moved in, one of them had some sort of gas  oozing out of them, already clouding the area as it moved, it's entire body like some sort of Thurible. If Kisala attempted to use her spiritual pressure to simply crush and kill, or immobilize the hollows, she'd find that suddenly, this was proving to be quite impossible. However they were not so very strong that they would be a problem. Most of these hollows had been drawn in from nearby.

It wasn't until a moment later that suddenly things got worse. The sudden yawining in that sky got louder as no less than four tears opened up in the sky, and from them, Gillian began to lumber out of them, hissing softly as they emerged. OF course, they were walking out into the gas as well, and for a moment they seemed confused, but eventually they simply continued walking outwards. Only one of them seemed intent on Kisala, the source of all that reiatsu. The others were turning their sights on the citizens of the rukongai.

Immediately Chikus eyes widened, suddenly narrowing her eyes as she growled, forcing herself to her feet as she huffed through her nostrils, suddenly enraged as she got up to her feet, snorting through her nostrils as she let out a loud hiss. Suddenly there was something bothering her. Something annoying her.She hated being in this situation. She hated being unable to talk right good so well. She huffed, already her stinger flexing as she rose up and out of the ground.

"KILL" She hissed as she glared at the hollows, immediately she would attempt to run away from the group and towards that mass of hollows, her chest heaving as she began sucking in air, brandishing those clawed arms, as well as those massive pincers. OF course the shinigami would have their own issues at hand as well, those hollows beginning to move in to intercept them.

Crowd of Class 7 Hollows arrived.

Insanese's Gas Prevents Grav Pressure!

4 Class 5 Menos Arrive.

[Kisala Shihoin]

If Kisala was not stopped, she would have beaten the Kido Corp. Shinigami into the ground, then dragged him back to face his own commander. All that was dirven from her mind when a cackling was heard close by. She felt whatever it was before she had seen it. It was a hollow. It seemed to be spewing some sort of gas out around it. She felt more hollows coming from around the first hollow, and above them. Kisala looked up to see several Garganta opening up and gillian storming the Rukongai. The angry, brash liutenant was already looking for a fight, and these guys were going to be on the receiving end of all the anger built up to day.

She turned to the two other shinigami that were standing idle with her. "Well don't just stand there, find a hollow and kill it. Don't let a single of those bastards leave the Rukongai alive!" She focused her attention on the Kido Corp. "And if you flee, I will know, and you will wish that the hollows would have eaten you by the time I am done with you." She said glaring at him to make sure that he knew that she would fallow up on her threat. She turned away from them drawing her Zanpakuto. It was already in its released form. She was able to always keep it in her shikai form even when she is out of battle. Hariken  preferred to be released than sealed. 

Kisala pointed her blades at the Gillian that had its attention already on her. Shew as sure that she could take the Gillian no problem. She tensed her body ready to react to the gillian. It howled loudly as it lumbered its way closer to her. The thing would lift one of its massive arms and bring it down to try to crush and grab her. Kisala ran to it moving to the side to void being crushed by the arm. She would stick her blades into the arm of the Gillian as she would run beside it. It howled more in pain lifting its arm to try and get away from the girl. It lifted Kisala up with its arm, which was what she wanted. She would flip on top of its arm dislodging her blade. 

She would run along the arm seeing the other one coming up to try and knock her off. She smiled thinking that it was almost cute that it thought it was strong and fast enough to do so. She would jump while using shunpo to get over the hand making three large shurikens made out of wind. As the other hand came back for a second pass, she would send two of the shuriken back behind her cutting the thing's arm into third. The two pieces landed on the ground with a thunderous thud. She kept the other one close by. When it opened it's mouth to howl again, she sent it right into its mouth. "You want my reiatsu!, then have it!" It sped into its mouth and sliced right through killing it. 

[Izanagi Jushino]

Well, that took a turn for the worst. What was a bad situation all of a sudden turned worse. Through some sort of strange coincidence, the spiritual pressure caused a rift in the space around Rukongai, allowing many hollows to come through. Izanagi was not prepared for this at all. He wasn't as afraid of hollows as he was of actual people with spiritual skills. He hated them, however. As soon as they came through, he knew he had to act. Without even speaking, he sped towards one of them.

A regular hollow, its mask still attached. It wasn't the most fearsome thing he has ever seen, honestly. His first hollow was much scarier... but perhaps that was just an effect of being in that moment. Izanagi's blade was already out. He knew he wasn't able to use many of his techniques he learned from his style, but Izanagi was able to use standard attacks he learned from the Shinigami Academy. With both hands on the hilt, Izanagi struck down, his blade slashing a piece of the hollow out.

Izanagi jumped back a couple feet, his body striking back into a stance. He charged forward almost immediately, spinning around a Hollow attack, using his momentum to slash the Hollow's arm off. It howled in pain, striking at Izanagi with the other arm. Izanagi dodged that with shunpo, stepping behind the Hollow's back. He brought his zanpakatou down onto the neck of the Hollow, slashing through the neck. That was one hollow down.

Izanagi looked back at all the other hollows. He raced towards another one, his weapon raised high. This hollow was a lot like the one he just fought, a large humanoid giant form. There wasn't anything much different between the aggressive style. Izanagi knew that baiting the attacks was the best way to fight these hollows. However, constantly keeping up a high pace was relatively difficult in this climate. Any wrong move could lead to a death.

[Chiku Unoji]

Chiku was hardly focusing on the Lieutenant as the woman shouted at her. She probably could have understood them if she actually focused on their words, but the tone sounded like an order, and Chiku really didn't pay attention to orders from Shinigami. Rather, she immediately rushed toward the nearest hollow, slamming them into the ground as her stinger rushed in and jammed itself between the thing's ribs, her multiple arms and claws shoving it's own hands away, ignoring it's cries as she stung it repeatedly.

Of course she was also assailed by the other hollows that filtered in around her, her pincers snapping at those that got too close, her heat tilting this way and that as she hissed at these foul creatures, finally dropping the hollow as they went limp from so many stings, it's lifeless body being crushed underfoot as she raised those pincers defensively, aiming to ram herself bodily into another set of hollows as her clawed hands got to work ripping into their bodies.

Of course she was....aware of the other shinigami as they started to fight. More specifically she saw how one of them, the male, seemed to have more trouble than the rest. A growl escaping her as she suddenly rounded and rushed her way over to Izanagi, shoving one of the hollows to the ground and firmly stomping on their arm, crushing it before suddenly she was upon the shinigami, her rather impressive speed helping her make her way behind him, raising those claws and stinger as she proceeded to hiss and strike at the hollows that had started trying to encircle him.

She was not the...best of bodyguards, and repeatedly she left Izanagi's back to rush out and grapple one of the hollows, but at the very least she remained in his general viscinity, supplying some active support in the form of murdering anything that tried to get at his back with that rather brutal strength of hers. Dim as she was, at the very least she had some concepts of protecting those weaker than her, and certainly she seemed to consider Izanagi as part of that little group to say the least.

The Kido Corps individual however....was not keen on any of this. He had just wanted revenge! And now he was likely to receive an auditing, and even worse, a thrashing. Swallowing hard, he weighed his options....They had only seen his face....they didn't know his identity yet. And Kisala was just some bimbo shihouin, surely she wouldn't be able to track him down. Slowly....he began  backing off, before finally he turned tail and ran. He could only hope that they were murdered by the hollows, it would certainly work better for him.