The Living Lab (NDE, Medium Adventure

[Maeda Jirou]

No reply from the Vice Captain? perhaps he realized his error, or at least Jirou hoped he did for all of their sakes. But he did not have long to dwell on it as the group had to stand the obnoxious spewing of nonsense from the old man, what good was it to make a contact of someone not willing to cooperate whatsoever. If any local hollows were around they would probably have made for a better contact than the old geezer if you ignored the Shinigami's primary duty of weeding that filth out, which Jirou certainly didn't, it was just his mind venting his great irritation over this being the best lead they had in a major city such as Paris. It was an embarrassment is what it was.

Having remained silent as others spoke when the scribbled excuses for maps came through the door Jirou refrained from taking one and similarly put his hand in the way of Shiro who had been about to grab one for his master, marking that he wasn't interested in this silly game and the zanpakuto spirit that now looked up at his masters annoyed face seemed to agree with that idea as he backed away and got ready to leave. With Ranth announcing their exit and the group moving out of hearing distance of the man Jirou came forth and spoke his mind before it would be too late to do so ''I'm unsure on the reliability of that geezer, in the event this chore ends up being for naught i'll be checking another spot.'' 

''Evidently even ordinary humans seem to be aware something strange is going on so i'll be seeing what i can gather, mayhaps find a pattern as to a ground zero for the disappearances. If i need support or vice versa we should be able to notify everyone else by flaring our reiatsu, with how dead the reiatsu print is here any of us should be easy to spot if we actively want to be seen.'' ''we, if we need support.'' the white haired boy corrected Jirou ''Yes fine if we need support, you're me anyways, we're the one and same soul and all that confusing mumbo jumbo.'' getting to be right the zanpakuto spirit grinned in petty victory as the two veered away from where the others were heading, choosing to find themselves a local police station and if unable to do so, try to find the officer or anxious mother from before and listen in.

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Before the trio could even get out of the apartment complex, a single hell butterfly would come and land on Tima telling him that he is being requested back at the soul society and that they will be sending someone else to replace him. The other two would notice that Tima would stay behind as he waited to hear more of the reason as to why he would no longer be there with the rest of the group. Motioning for the other two to continue along given the sensitive information he was to receive. After the other two shingami would leave the apartment complex Tima's reiatsu signature would vanish. Signaling that he was no longer in the world of the living.

With the split of the party even more the two shingami would find that their walk would be rather quiet say for the occasional sounds of something rustling in the trash in alleyways as they walked passed them. That and the few people who roamed the streets of an other wise empty Paris. The faces of people were somber if they even bothered to look at them. It wouldn't take long for either of them to get to where they were going given that the police station was nearby and the same was for the store that held the chicken feed.

For Ranth, as he came into the store he would see that it looked ransacked. The front door was missing, well not missing, but ripped off of it's hinges and tossed inside. Entering the store Ranth would see tons of ripped bags of various feed with none of the food left inside. The smell of rotting flesh held in the air, Ranth if he decided to go deeper into the store would find that there was nothing in terms of food left. The various cages of animals would be covered in blood and broken glass and wire bits of fur here and there, lending to the smell of rotting flesh.

It was clear that something had happened here, someone or something had attacked the pet shop and decided to eat or take everything. It seemed that his simple quest of getting some chicken feed would be more of an issue than he originally thought. From the front of the store Ranth would hear the sounds of something going on in the back, running in the back he would see another shingami, his backup replacement for Tima holding the bag of feed that they needed. Other than that the store was empty of everything and it would give the two a chance to talk with one another.

As far as Jirou's  and Shiro would be concerned while exploring the police station they would find pictures of kids missing and plenty of reports talking about where and when the kids and people went missing, but nothing that really would be of any help to them. Mostly due to it all being written in french and unless either of them could read french they wouldn't be able to read it. As far as it went to listen in and find out what was going on, say for a few cops here and there talking to people about different cases there wouldn't be anything of value for them to overhear. The woman who they had seen walk in was no where to be found and neither was her file.

They could spend as much time as they wanted looking around, but after half an hour it would be very obvious that this was a dead end and a waste of time. If they left at that time they would see both Ranth and the new shingami walking with the bag of chicken feed. The three of them at that time could go back up to the apartment of the contact, and see if they would get the help that they wanted, or they could stop and chat about what they had seen. Either way by the time that they all met up the streets would seem even emptier and the sun was starting to set. They were losing daylight and if they didn't act fast to find a lead they would be stuck in this city at night.

[Connor Greaves]

There were certain matters where I trusted the judgement of my higher ups in the Soul Society, and most of the time I just went along with what I was ordered to do. However, when your orders are 'go find chicken feed in some post apocalyptic city', it is at that point, where I promptly throw my faith out the nearest window. Regardless, orders are orders, so I persist, as stupid as I believe they are. So that was how I found myself in a ransacked pet store, trying to find some birdseed, for who knows what. I was given the most bare bones explanation, before being shoved into the living world.

As I made my way through the abandoned building, I was forced to duck around hanging ceiling tiles, no thanks to my height. I wanted to sigh at the madness of all of this, but I knew this was something serious. Or, at least it better be for something serious. I loathed having my time wasted when I could be doing anything else. As I looked around, I found a chicken mask lying in a fairly clean spot on the floor. Making sure no one was looking, I picked it up, and after making sure it was clean, wore it over my first mask. Another one for my collection. Continuing on as normal, I reached the backroom of the building.

It was still a mess, but not nearly as bad as the rest of the store. There were lots of things missing, stolen for unknown reasons most likely, bit not everything was gone. Several bags were left untouched, but in the middle of them was the one. Almost glowing in comparison to the rest, was the bag of chicken feed, just lying there. Hopefully the rest of this mission would be this easy. I picked up with one hand, before it started to slip, forcing me to try and catch it with my other, making me crouch slightly. Suddenly, someone opens the door to the room. My head snaps towards them, making the rubber mask shake in a weird fashion.

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{Information}Stats: Strength- 80
Speed- 140
Reiatsu Strength- 30
Spiritual Pressure- (135+50%) 202
Senses- 50
Instinct- 50
Energy Sensory- 0

Dark- 100
Light- 0

Skills: Strength of Will- 1
Weapons, Swords- 1
Weapons, Guns- 1
Street Fighting- 1
Acting- 1
Disguise- 1
Crafting- 1
Charisma- 1

[Ranth]

Walking through the ruins of the pet store, if there was any doubt that something truly bizarre was happening here was completely and utterly dispelled. It looked like the place had hosted a riot that had taken an especially dark turn or featured a heavy dose of animal sacrifice judging from the chunks of bloody hide and fur scattered around the room and smeared across the floor, walls, shelves and cages.

As best Ranth could tell, none of the blood and gore came from anything other than animals which he supposed should have been some kind of relief, but to see carnage of this scale meant that whatever- or whoever- had done this might have just been getting started, or perhaps simply didn't have any human targets around when the rampage began. Of course, there was no guarantee that the culprit wasn't still around, so Ranth did the only sensible thing and drew his Zanpakuto as he crept deeper into the warehouse.

As he drew near the back of the room, a muffled noise caught his attention emanating from the storeroom that adjoined the main part of the store. Readying himself for a fight in case he'd stumbled across the culprit behind all of this destruction, Ranth edged closer to the slightly ajar door and then flung it open, stepping into the room and confronting... a man wearing a rubber chicken mask and holding a bag of chicken feed under one arm.

The two men regarded each-other in silence for a long while, Ranth with his sword raised but forgotten and the man- or rather, the Shinigami- stared back through the mask that swayed wildly with even the slightest movement. Then finally, Ranth broke the silence. "What the fuck? Connor, is that you?". Although he couldn't see his face, Ranth only knew one person who had a hobby of collecting and wearing almost any mask he came across regardless of context or circumstance.

[Maeda Jirou]

Jirou had certainly had better ideas, while he could understand the spoken tongue perfectly that didn't translate as well when it came to reading the hogwash he was faced with. He felt quite silly about it but he had expected some sort of massive picture of the city with pins to mark incident locations so that he might view it with an angle law enforcement didn't even know existed but he found no such luck here. Giving up on this endeavour he decided to have the two of them head back to the group empty handed and annoying as it would be go with the option of delivering chicken feed, damn this was stupid. ''we're really going back there already?'' ''Got any better idea?''

The answer to that ended up being a reluctantly given no as neither of them saw the crazy old man as worth any Shinigami's time but decided to head back to the group they soon encountered them although noticing there were both fresh and missing faces there. At least recognizing Ranth Jirou waved upon encountering them and when once more gathered the shortsprout Shiro took his opportunity to speak brazenly as he tied up his clawed hands behind his head and stretched, the threat in question was no longer around which lent him the laxness to be as rude as he pleased ''Can't believe i already miss the gloom of the Vice Cranky, i feel positively cheery without him and i hate it.''

''Uh yeah, what did he head off on anyways? and more importantly.'' Jirou would say as he'd turn to the unfamiliar face ''Maeda Jirou, 3rd squad, the little one is Shiro, my zanpakuto. And you are?'' he couldn't help but notice the condition of the building they found themselves in with the indiscriminate murders of pets just about everywhere around them, something had certainly gone on in here but Jirou nor Shiro had any clue as to what. ''Someone certainly was hungry, didn't bother cooking them even. You have a thing for raw flesh newguy?'' well great, lovely, wonderful and dandy Shiro was trying to replace Tima as his victim to keep himself amused at the expense of another.

''You already made someone who could kill us with a literal glance hate me today, please don't make it worse, you've had your fun.'' The white haired zanpakuto spirit looking up at his master and realizing he was stretching the limits of what Jirou could put up with he nodded submissively and then turned his head back towards the others again and with a sigh muttering something in the likeness of ''bummer'' as he now had no one to tease. Sometimes he was brought to wonder what the point was having his own physical body to move around with if he wasn't allowed to do with it as he pleased but he understood well enough such thoughts were quite selfish. Compared to most Zanpakuto Spirits he lived in the luxury that was good food and long naps most of the time.

[Connor Greaves]

And all of a sudden three people appear out of nowhere. Out of shock, I accidentally tossed the bag into the air, fumbling it, before catching it firmly. I turned to face the man, leveling him with as firm a glare as I could while wearing a chicken mask. Standing in the doorway was actually someone I recognised. "Hello Ranth." I greeted, my usual monotone infected with traces of surprise. I had not been expecting to see a familiar face on this mission, but it was far from unwelcome. I stood straight again, before walking over towards the shorter man.

I heard the faint sounds of bickering from behind the threshold where the man stood. Behind him were a pair, one dressed like a shinigami, and the other had white hair and horns. I blinked at the sight, confused at why a child was here. "Why would I eat raw meat?" I stated, honestly a bit confused at the odd choice of words. Was he implying that I did this? "And why do you have a child with you? One with horns no less?" I tilted my head to the side, making the mask wobbly a bit. It was hard to convey emotion with a mask, but more fun when you did it right.

I turned around, still listening to them, but looking for a bag of some sort to carry this in. I know that pet places care decent bags in them, so where- ah, found one. A dirty blue cloth bag, perfect. Placing the feed into it, I placed it on the top of him shoulder to make it easier on me. "If you are wondering Ranth, as to why I am wearing a chicken mask, it is quite simple." I told him, walking back to him, clearly ready to leave. "...It is because I found a decently clean chicken mask. I did not previously have a chicken mask, and now I do." It was abandoned here by the owners, so that means it was not stealing. "Shall we go?"

[Ranth]

Ranth shook his head with wry amusement as Connor tried to explain the logic behind his mask fetish- for that was certainly what it was- but otherwise didn't comment further on the matter. "Well it's convenient that you're here at any rate, we just lost our third member and it looks like you're his replacement. To cut a long story short, we need that chicken feed you're carrying to exchange for information. Human's are bizarre".

With his explanation done and Maede having rejoined the group, it was time to return to the crazy old man and his chicken. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say the Chicken and its crazy old man. In any case, Connor was now discussing the matter of Maede's Zanpakuto spirit. Deciding it was better for Maede himself to explain the particulars of his situation, Ranth was content to lead the party back to the informants door.

Once they'd arrived, Ranth took over for Antima, who was now absent, by knocking on the door. "We've brought the chicken feed you asked for. Can you tell us what you know now?" There was no immediate reply, so Ranth had no choice but to wait patiently for some kind of response. To Connor and Maede, he lifted a finger to his lips, lest anything they said that might upset the man inside... or his chicken.

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There would be a moment of silence, before a few clucks coming out from behind the door as well as the sound of something pecking against the door. “ WE DON'T WANT ANY, NOW GET OFF MY LAND YOU FILTHY VARMENTS.” Suddenly silence again followed by a very condescending cluck from a chicken.” Huh what do you mean we sent them out?” Then more clucks, with the same condescending tone was well. “Wait for chicken feed don't we got some over..” Before he could finish there was another cluck keeping him from finishing him. “FINE I'll let them in, ungrateful bird.”

The sounds of soft and light boots would be heard hitting against the ground followed by something being pushed against the wall making a loud screeching sound as it's dragged with clear muttering under his breath all the while pushing the object. As they would wait for the door to open they would hear sounds of locks and latches opening and being pushed around. After a few moments of this then there was silence. No sound from behind the door nor the sounds of clucking, then suddenly the door would fly open and slam into anyone who was right in front of the door.

Those that weren't hit by the door would see the person who had been talking all the while. It wasn't a human like the others thought. No it was a mod soul, a rather odd mod soul. The mod soul seemed to be in a smaller plush animal that had a military uniform on it. The animal that it was was strange and didn't look like anything else. It had large ears with a long white beard across his right eye he seemed to have a long scar across it cutting down into his lips his hat had a bit of the cut as well.

“WELL COME ON,YER LETTING THE AIR OUT AND THE FILTH IN.” The little creature would be standing there waiting for them to walk in with the chicken feed. Behind him was a rather fat yellow chicken that made a soft cluck before darting behind something else in the apartment. If they waited too long he would slam the door close on them locking them out again. Just by looking at the modsoul they could all tell that he wasn't one to wait around for long and his eyes were darting around nervously as he waited for them to enter.

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[Connor Greaves]

As I arrived at our destination, I could not help but find the building slightly... underwhelming. I was unsure of what I had been expecting from this, but I suppose I should not be disappointed if I had not given it any thought in the first place. I waited as Ranth spoke out to whomsoever wait beyond the threshold of the door. It was a short, but tense few seconds, as yelling was heard shortly after the knocking. Our informant was quite the angry one, and was apparently extremely territorial, as he immediately ordered us to vacate his property, in much nicer words.

I was confused for a moment, as he started to argue with someone that sounded like... a chicken? What were the odds that there would be a chicken in the area I found a chicken mask? A painful screech was heard from inside. I had zoned out again, not paying attention to the conversation he was- and then the door slammed into my face, and threw me backwards halfway through some flimsy drywall. "Ugh..." I groaned in pain from the sudden impact, covering my face. that had really hurt... It took a few seconds, but I managed to get out of the hole, only to see a doll.

Or... was it an animal? It was dressed in some sort of military garb, but it was most certainly not something I had seen before. Was that even a military uniform? My head was slightly spinning, and not just from the door to the head. I followed the advice from the creature, and entered his abode. A fat yellow thing dashed away, but I did not care at this point. I pulled the chicken feed from off my back, and held it in my arms, far away from the floor, or the tiny... mod soul? Maybe that was what it was? I wanted to say something, but I did not know the right questions to ask, so I let the others speak for me.

[Ranth]

With their bargaining tool in hand, the door opened to reveal possibly the last thing Ranth expected to see. WHatever or whoever it was, it clearly wasn't human- which Ranth supposed was his own fault for assuming race in 2018- which meant it was either a mod soul or had some relation to the beast clansmen. Whatever the case may have been, it wasn't Ranth's priority or job to find out.

Gesturing for Connor to hand over the chicken feed for the bizarre creature that kept the other bizarre creature company, Ranth kept his face neutral as the thing took the bag- which was almost as tall and probably weighed just as much, if not more than it did- and staggered with it towards the back of the room whereupon he cut the bag open with a fingernail and tipped its contents onto the floor.

"A deal is a deal", Ranth said once the creature turned its attention away from the feasting chicken-lizard and back towards them. "What do you know about what has happened... about what is happening here? We found the scene of a massacre at the warehouse where we found the chicken feed and-" Ranth was cut off mid-sentence by a sudden disturbance outside. It sounded like something had knocked over a trash can just outside the door.

Ordinarily, this wouldn't have been cause for more than a mental shrug, but considering that they hadn't seen so much as a bird since they'd arrived in the city and there seemed to be some kind of crazed lunatic, rampaging Hollow or a savage beast of some kind roaming the city, it suddenly seemed very important that they investigate the source of the noise.

Leaving Connor and Maede to listen to whatever their host had to say, Ranth moved towards the door and peered out through the snow, looking for some sign of whatever had caused the noise. It didn't take him long to spot the pile of trash cans that had been put out for collection probably days earlier, but were now in a state of general disarray whilst the snow was freshly churned despite the steady snowfall. "Guys... I don't think we're alone after all", he called over his shoulder.

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When the last shingami entered the room the mod soul would slam the door shut hard and grumble as he dragged the bag of chicken feed off to a corner, the chicken pecking at the bag as he did so. “Stop it you damn bird, ya ain't getting some till I count it all!” At the moment it seemed that the mod soul really didn't care too much about the shingami or what they wanted and given that they didn't ask him a question he kept to himself as he started to count the chicken feed one at a time as he poured it on the ground.

The room it's self was a mess and there was paperwork everywhere, some of it covered in chicken shit, some of it torn to shreds as a makeshift nest. The largest glaring feature would be the massive hole in the roof of the apartment under the hole was what seemed to be parts of the original roof thrown around. The hole it's self allowed the attachment of this apartment to the one above it. It would be clear that the apartment that they were in was broken into and wasn't the apartment of the mod soul.

Ranth would have a very clear sight at the thing that was in the trash. After it knocked over one of the trashcans Ranth would see that whatever he was looking at clearly wasn't a normal animal. It's flesh was pure black and smooth, with a shiny glean to it. Ranth wouldn't see the face of the creature, but it's legs were long and spider like. It quickly started to dart away into the back alleyways. Ranth would have to act, would he chase after it or would he alert the others that there was something here?

[Ranth]

"Guys, get out here NOW, there's something weird here", Ranth shouted over his shoulder with an unmistakable sense of urgency as he laid eyes upon the black creature that was rifling through the trash. Unfortunately, no sooner had Ranth sounded the alarm than the creature seemed to become aware of his presence and begin scampering away towards the mouth of the nearest alley. "It's heading for the alley, 11'Oclock", Ranth called before racing after the strange beast.

The creature looked to be some kind of giant bug and it made an audible clicking noise as its legs carried it into the alley, leaving a trail in the fresh snow for Ranth and his companions to follow- at least for now. As he trailed the creature, not wanting to engage it in battle without backup, he tried in vain to identify it, but it lacked the characteristics of any Hollow that he'd seen or heard about, but whatever it was... it wasn't natural.

Approaching the mouth of the alley, Ranth circled wide in case the creature was intelligent enough to try a surprise attack. Leaving several meters between the alley and himself, he peered down the alley and examined the tracks in the snow. If he could still see the creature scampering down the alley then he would give chase- cautious in case there were more of its kind lying in wait- but if the tracks didn't lead deeper into the alley then he would adopt a far more cautious approach as he approached the mouth of the alley with his sword at the ready and mentally reciting the incantation for a spell so that it would be ready at a moments notice.

[Connor Greaves]

I was torn between staying, and leaving to join my fellow Reapers, but ultimately came to the decision that the small mod soul would be here awhile, so I made for the door to leave. "I shall return shortly." I turned to tell him, ignoring the mad grumblings of the artificial spirit, and nodding to the chicken, who gave me a cluck in response. I followed Ranth, as I had not seen the creature he spoke of, but still brandished my weapon, trusting his judgement on the matter. He would not joke around about something like this, so I removed my rubbery mask, leaving only my porcelain one. And my hair was covered in sweat, great...

The tracks made in the snow lead deeper into the alleyway. The tracks were small and narrow, definitely not a mammal, as there were more than two sets of prints, but probably not bigger than a dog. A smaller size made it all the better at hiding, and all the harder to defend against. If I was any better at Kido, I might have fired one down there, just to be safe, but that was not the case. So I decided to just follow Ranth, hoping he had the more experience between us on this creature. "Was it a hollow?" I asked quietly, if only to confirm that it was not one.

[Maeda Jirou]

From the urgency in Ranth's words Jirou would be quick to act, this would be his glorious opportunity to get out of the bizarre situation with their supposed informant and thusly he dashed after Ranth and whatever he was now chasing. We finally doing something worthwhile now? he heard Shiro's voice sound within his head as the zanpakuto spirit ran close behind his shinigami master, The bar for what is considered worthwhile at this point is so low taking a nap would have seemed a more worthy task! he jested back in response to a scoff of amusement, Shiro wasn't entirely against that idea, carefree as the spirit often was.

Making use of the information provided by Ranth Jirou took to using flash step, phasing out for the briefest moment to then appear at the top of one of the buildings of the alleyway as Shiro continued to follow Ranth to assist him from the ground should anything occur. From the roof Jirou would continue to chase the creature from above, seeking to use his higher elevation to get a clear shot at it. For now he refrained from drawing his sword, it wasn't a tool he was skilled with anyhow so it was his hopes kido would be enough. It would be his aim to use his higher elevation and lack of obstacles to get ahead of the creature to then jump down in front of it's planned route to intercept it.

But if the creature was simply too fast or unpredictable to get ahead of it Jirou would try to run along the side of a roof with clear line of sight of the creature and then begin a quick chant as his left index would point at the creature as he would speak loudly the words ''Arise god of thunder! Awake mother of storms! Unleash the lighting on the sinners!'' as he would commit to the number four kido known as Byakurai, a bolt of powerful lightning leaping from his finger and hurling itself ahead at the target he had pointed his finger against. While the shinigami himself was of limited speed the creature would with luck struggle to escape something that traveled at such terrifying speed.

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{Shunpo (Flash Step)}Technique Name: [Shunpo (Flash Steps)]

Class: 7

Technique Type: Kido

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects:

A movement technique that allows the user to move faster than the eye can follow. The focal point that determines the bases of this technique is speed. As speed is the main point of the technique the method is best characterized by how fast one can get from point A to point B in the least amount of steps. Training and skill are what determines how fast a user of Shunpo can move; those of little skill in the technique or those who haven't used it an extended amount of time would obviously be out of practice, causing those individuals to be considerably slower, which requires the use of more steps to move the same distance and become winded far easier in a shorter amount of time. A single step magnifies speed for that step by 10 times. Uses 50 Reiatsu per step. This one is automatically learned in the academy. ALL shinigami know this when created. This technique does not take up a technique slot.

How to use technique:

A focus of reishi around the feet area, and then launching off into a single step which blurs, not unlike teleportation in appearance, except it is simply extremely fast movement. Often used to gain an edge in a single moment of combat, or to dodge incoming attacks.

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{Byakurai (Pale Lightning)}Technique Name: Hado #4: Byakurai (Pale Lightning)

Class: 7

Technique Type: Kido

Technique Element: Thunder

Technique Description and Effects: The user fires a concentrated, powerful lightning bolt from their finger that pierces a target.

How to use technique: Speak the spell and point hand at the target.

Incantation and Effect: "Arise god of thunder! Awake mother of storms! Unleash the lighting on the sinners!" When the incantation is spoken, the Reiatsu Strength used to determine the power of Byakurai is increased by 10%. (i.e. 100 Reiatsu Strength is treated as 110.)

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The insect like creature started to run off and scurry deeper into the alley way the moment it heard Ranth call out for the others to come and join him in hunting it down. Because of this by the time that Conner, Jirou  and Shiro  all got outside Ranth had already had a considerable head start on the three of them for chasing this thing down the winding and dark alleyway. While there wasn't exactly enough light to clearly see it the sounds of it's feet hitting the cobblestone burred under the snow could be clearly heard by all the shingami.

While Ranth, Conner and Shiro proceeded to follow it on the ground they wouldn't notice anything strange as they continued to run after the little creature. Jirou who decided to use the rooftops to chase it and even attack it would be able to see what was about to happen. However he would see it way too late. By the time the kido fired out it was too late for Jirou to warn the others or even react to what was going to happen. The kido did manage to hit the creature, striking it one of it's hind legs. That was a small victory as the four of them had fallen into the trap that the thing had laid out for them.

The little light that illuminated the dark alleyway would soon be obscured as shadows were casted over the three shingami on the ground. Without warning a dozen more insect like creatures jumped from the surrounding rooftops . One of them had knocked Jirou over as it lept causing him to fall from the rooftop and eventually land on the ground. The shingami would only have a few moments to react before they would be surrounded on all sides by these monsters. The original one they had chased was still running straight forward into the dead end that awaited them if they kept going the same way.

As the first creatures landed the shingami could make out what they were facing. The first thing they would see would be the size of them each being was roughly the size of motorcycle. Following that they didn't seem to be one type of insect. Having large spider like fangs and an abdomen that seemed to be made for producing spider web. However the head and rest of the body seemed to be more ant like, Slimmer and thinner with two antenna sticking out of the head. They wasted no time in rushing the shingami. The four shingami were out numbered three to one at the moment.

Ranth would find that one of the beings leaped right at him with it's mouth open ready to bite down while it's fangs secreting a strange purple liquid while two others started to charge right at him holding their heads downwards. Conner wouldn't find his situation any better as three of the monsters would charge right at him from different sides their legs raised up going to strike downward with the clawed part of their feet. Both Jirou and Shiro would see that the four creatures near them had lifted their bodies upward and started to spew out thick webbing from their abdomen at the two shingami trying to hold them in place. The last two of the creatures would break away from the attack and head down the way the shingami came. Climbing on the walls and doing something with their abdomen, while hopping back and forth between the walls.

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OOC:Please put your stats and the reiatsu used in the thread already docted from your reiatsu pool

Strength - [100]=150Points
Speed – [100]=150 Points
Spiritual Pressure – [50]
Reiatsu Strength - [50]37
Instinct – [100] Points
Senses - [100] Points
Energy sensory – [50] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points 
Physical tech: Spider webbing: Allows for the creation of tough webbing that has durability equal to spiritual steel. This webbing costs very little to create, and just like that of spiders this webbing is sticky requiring a higher physical strength than that of the being making it to rip through it. Bladed weapons are more effective at cutting it requiring only half the strength compared to the strength of the web to cut it, however the webbing will gunk up blades weapons requiring that they be cleaned after cutting through them to be used.