[BSD-RP] Human World: Karakura Town

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Well, this was starting to turn into a pretty chaotic night when this day started Dominic had his typical day of conditioning planned out and wanted to end the night with a movie on a streaming service. He never would have guessed his night would end up like this but this is way more entertaining than anything he had planned. Fred had replied to him and Dominic couldn't help but laugh at how Fredrick responded to his suit comment, but he's glad the guy isn't a stick in the mud. Following his introduction, he gives a firm nod to Fredrick as he sets his sights forward again.
"I'm not old enough to drink yet but you seem pretty cool, wouldn't mind hangin' with ya once all this nonsense is done."
Then for the briefest of moments, Dominic's cocky grin vanished as his eyes shifted in a different direction. A fraction of a second later it was heard, the scream of some sort of beast and a pillar of spiritual energy to accompany it.
“GRRAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!”
Another Hollow, this was an active night for the monsters and as his eyes adjust forward once more he caught a glimpse of the intensity that Blume could generate. The moment her head whipped around the platform came to a sudden stop, however, feeling the sensation of the platform coming to a halt Dominic shifted his feet in what is known as the Sanchin stance. A stance that creates a stable base making the practitioner nigh immovable, this allowed the young man to avoid falling or stumbling off the platform, and again his cocky grin was gone from his face. It's starting to seem like his arrogant and cocky nature is all hype to draw people in just before he switches gears into a martial arts monster. Blume speaks, directing her friend? Helper? Whatever this woman was to her she followed her orders without question and that order was to take himself and Fredrick to the other disturbance. Dominic didn't say a word as Blume departed, not one ounce of protest as to why they are splitting up. For him the gears are already switching, like the moments before walking out for a fight he starts to focus himself on the fight ahead, what will be the quickest way to finish the battle... That'll depend on the Hollow's size and shape. Which techniques will he use? Again, it depends on the Hollow's size and shape.
“Dominic Kaiser, this will be your first task as my lady’s hand. Please work with Fredrick Elbeck to get rid of this threat as efficiently as possible. I will observe from afar, acting as a last resort to flee if this proves to be too much for either of you.”
Dominic glances at the woman, this was the first time he got a solid look at her and after that, he looked towards their objective.
"Right on, we got this."
No bravado was in his voice, he was about as monotone as he could get without sounding like a soulless machine. Once they arrive at their destination he hops off the platform and tosses his jacket on the ground, removes his tie, kicks off his shoes along with the socks, and rolls up his sleeves and pant legs.
“Shame you won’t be joining in the Fun Mia, but I do have one question, what do we do if a Shinigami were to come?”
Fredrik's question towards Mia made sense but he was always taught to avoid Shinigami if one shows up just back away and let them do their job and NEVER assist them. Far as Dominic was concerned he was going to follow what his Uncle had taught him.
"We stand back and let the ghost samurai handle it. We don't jump back into the fight until they die, it's what I was taught to do so I'm gonna stick with that."
As he spoke he began stretching to limber himself up for the coming battle ahead. As he stretched he visualized what he would do to the Hollow, how he'll counter it if it had two arms or many if it were in the shape of an animal or a human and as for abilities he wouldn't give it a chance to use them. Far as he is concerned with Fredrick and himself on the scene that Hollow was good as dead.
“Say Dominic how fermiliar are you with a seele schneider?”
He stops stretching and turns to face Fredrick at this point.
"Never used one personally, but it's basically an Arrow that makes absorbing Reishi easier or something like that, right?"
Fredrick reached behind himself pulled one out, activating it as he handed it to Dominic. He stared at it for a moment, his bow skills are nonexistent and his hand-to-hand weapon skills are passable he's picked up basics from the martial arts he's practiced.
“It could be useful in redirecting friendly fire.”
Right, he never asked what sort of fighter Fredrick was but it seemed like the large man was able to deduce the type of fighter Dominic was, good. He takes it and waves it around a bit and holds it so that the "blade" is facing down the opposite of his thumb.
"Muay Thai it is then. If shit gets too intense I'll be tossing this back to ya. Now, let's go destroy ourselves a Hollow."

 

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Around him stands broken glass and what other debris that was made in the struggle between human and hollow. In his hands, he holds the convulsing form of that man who dared to embrace his wife, or former. Beady, glowing, yellow specks of dots darted back and forth between the blood and chaos that lie at his feet, and he can hear the sniveling sobs of that woman whom he’d loved so dearly, coming from the closed room down across the hall.
A gurgling sound breaks his attention away from the cowering woman to the man that gazed upon this monstrous body. The chain that rattled from his chest as his shallow breaths came in and out only confirmed that this man was no longer able to inhabit the mangled body that hung pinned to the wall. And so he feasted, on the soul of this man and enjoyed it so heartily that even hearing the door creep open and feet padding against the floor didn’t deter him from his meal. Another rattling of chains echoed through the quiet neighborhood meant another soul had left their body.
Glowing orbs darted towards the only body left, sprawled out on the dirty floor and lying in her own pool of blood. She’d been the first that he’d attacked after all. And after watching in vain as this beast tore into her lover, she hid, and couldn’t believe that this was reality, but hearing the tearing of flesh and snapping of bones wouldn’t stop. Here, she was running aimlessly down the street. No destination, but a goal, to get as far away from that monster as possible.
However, the sound of sharpened claws scratching across the asphalt only alarmed her, and she didn’t dare look back. How close was he? What was going to happen to her? How is it that no one else heard this? What in the--
“Ah!"
She hit the ground and cried out in pain.
Boom…
Boom…
Boom…
Those deafening steps came to a stop just inches away from the fallen soul. There was haunting silence, and only the wind managed to break that silence with a ghostly howl.
“Do you know who I am?
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“Do you have any idea of the grief you’ve given me?”
“Who… who would ever know a beast like you?... You’re a fucking monster!”
“And whose fault is that?... I WAS THERE! I WAS RIGHT THERE!”
His fists raised and crashed against the ground, the vicious strength he possessed creating a deep imprint into the asphalt and spreading cracks across the block in his gentle rage. The feeble soul raised her arms and braced for the rubble that cut across her skin. He closed the distance in an instant, kneeling over and pinning her where she lay. The sound of his jaw snapping open, revealing the gaping maw that sized up to her head. Horror laced in her expression, she cried out in silence as tears streamed down her face, mixing with the blood that painted her pale skin.
“Tasukete… Kudasai...”

 

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Traveling from the Senkaimon to Karakura Town >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Just as the night began to fall upon the tormented souls a blinding light erupted into existence. From it’s brilliance an unspeakable amount of spiritual power surged wildly. The gentle earthly winds began to swell and lash out as a response to the new arrivals. Omoni Hageshi broke through the portal first. Her cerulean eyes lifted so as to take in the scene briefly before she was able to rapidly analyze the situation and it’s circumstances. All that the giant perceived was the vision of a mangled soul and the prize. It was obviously preoccupied with the battered woman’s soul which worked perfectly for the Lieutenant who came out swinging with her common place fight on sight attitude. There were no words from the giant who crossed the distance between the gate and the Hollow almost instantaneously like a bull seeing red finally let loose from it's pen. Although the thirteenth squad’s Oyama had joined her in the human world she did not wait for her to breach before pouncing on her prey.
Up until now, this very moment, Omoni had been utilizing only one aspect of her Reiatsu. It provided her patients with unbelievable restoration but exactly like a coin there was another side to it’s attributes. Once the monstrous matron tapped into that particular pool, the danger she posed to her enemies became horrifyingly evident. Whether it be by withstanding the awesome weight of her destructive spiritual power or having the misfortune of being her target, her years serving the eleventh squad as it’s Vice-Captain was a testament to how annihilative the woman’s strength truly was. Mending wounds had been considered a bonus in those days since passed for Hageshi. No...what she excelled in was being a detrimental tank who thrust herself into the inferno of battle time and time again just to come out the victor.
KKKKKKKRRRRRRAAACCCKKK!!!
Namakizu’s unforgiving knuckles rocketed onward and aimed to land a calamitous blow just below the beast’s right eye socket. Had the strike landed as she intended, the environment below the two monsters reacted to the burst of power by shattering like a mirror. Elsewhere in the city a bolt of lightning lit up the sky just as the thunderous exchange proceeded. One might have even mistaken natural thunder for the sickening sound the impact made. It had the ability to send the Hollow flying in the opposite direction but it would seem the giant was not through with it just yet and would not let that happen. While it may have been reeling from the first strike, Omoni aimed to snatch a hold of it by it’s closest arm and from there she planned to throw it back down into the crater their clash would have created. Immediately, the heavy weight would proceed to ruthlessly beat it again and again pounding and shredding without mercy until it was able to respond to her onslaught or had no choice but to succumb to her dominance. All of the while, the Shinigami released a gutteral roar of her own that was so savage it would have been hard to decipher which of them had unleashed it.
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!

At the moment the object was to incapacitate the Hollow so that the third seat Oyama could step in and apprehend it so even though Omoni embraced her insatiable lust for battle she made sure not to be overcome by excitement to the point that she would cross that boundary.

All around her she did not sense the eyes watching the performance. Any of the Quincy that had been present and preparing to protect their city simply did not occur to her. That woman had arrived with only one aspiration and it was to drag that Hollow kicking and screaming back to the Seireitei. Earlier before when the two were on route to Karakara, Oyama had asked her what they would do if they did in fact run into the spiritually aware civilization and her answer had been simple. As far as she was concerned, this monstrosity belonged to the soul society and if any of the Quincy attempted to take it from her or end it’s life then she would stop them. Omoni was more than aware of who the Quincy were and what their place in the world was. When she was in the eleventh she was able to visit the human world now and then during missions that were given to her and had run into one or two then. Particularly, that woman had no personal qualms with the Quincy. She doubted any would be alive who would remember her anyway...
“ If they wanna help then they can help. Don’t let them get in my way.”
In a few words she stated how she felt. Hageshi had indirectly mentioned to Oyama that if she got the chance then she might want to make some kind of an announcement to them if they did show up that the Hollow was the property of the Seireitei, not to be exterminated, and that there would be consequences waiting for those who were inclined to defy that order. Not that anyone in their right mind would have wanted to get near the barbaric display in the first place.

 

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<=== From the Senkaimon central Seireitei===>
Upon use of senkaimon a spiritual limiter was placed upon the lieutenant’s body, taking the form of a tattoo of 4th divisions insignia, this in turn reduced the lieutenant’s power, though by how much? She would not know, but she knew that the limiter was enough to ensure the safety of the humans below. But still that pressure she exerted was still fearsome to Oyama, even better it severed as a warning to all that were spiritually aware or was it a challenge?
KKKKKKKRRRRRRAAACCCKKK!!!
It was the first thing she heard before stepping out of the gates as they closed behind her; though her attention was else where, it was to the area around them, she didn’t see much around her, so she turned her attention back to the Lieutenant as she began to charge down aiming to land devastating blow, before trying deliver a series more into the hollow, all the while roaring like a beast that had Oyama hesitate for a moment, before she finally snapped out of her small daze.One hand lifted up with her index and middle fingers pointing out, from there she began to create Kanji symbols in the air before she started speaking the Bakudo Incantation.
"Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat! Bakudō #9. Geki!"
A red glow began to gather around her body, enough so that it looked like she was releasing some of her reiatsu. It would make her a target but that is what she wanted to be a physical attack target, she had her doubts that the hollow would get passed the lieutenant, and now she was having doubts that the hollow would make it. She didn’t know the lieutenant all that well, only her name and her division, not the previous division Hageshi had underneath her belt.
That didn’t matter now; she was preparing herself to concentrate a her reiryoku into her hands, then a yellow glow began to form around hands, in which the yellow glow began to over take others and darken the area around Oyama; this would be the only thing anyone could see of her, and it all seemed to be going to plan…
“Bakudō #4 H-“
“You know… You should let me take over. You’re not ready to take a hollow down.”
“No… Not now…”
Her eyes flickered from blue to red for a moment, even her reiatsu changed. She didn’t like this, fighting for control while trying to concentrate two kido spells at once. One had to give, and the light around her hands began to fade, as she had to start building her mental barriers, so she may have control over this fight. She was however able to hold onto Geki, as Furia began to pound on the metal barrier, wanting to take over for the fight.

 

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Katsuo had searched the city for these Shinigami Oyama mentioned and hadn't detected a single ounce of their energy, and decided that they were gone. He closed his eyes momentarily in a moment of silence for them before moving on. It pained him to know he was too late to do anything for his comrades, but such was battle, and war.. something he learned from the Oda. Death was inevitable, even if it was someone you cared about… he'd forgotten that when it was Tenzen's life on the line.
Still he had to move on. He had a score to settle.. with a certain adjucha. He'd snuffed out two members of Division thirteen, and that was unforgivable for the young Oda aiming to become the captain of it eventually. He leapt into the sky and landed on a reishi platform, just as he felt a surge in energy downtown where the fighting was, and a crash of blue. The Quincy were already fighting it, or so it seemed. Katsuo raced his way from platform to platform making his way towards the battle.
As he'd arrived and come to focus, he raised his own reatsu to counter that of the white haired male and the Hollow he was fighting. Shinigami were making their appearances to Quincy members yet again. Katsuo had no quarrel with the Quincy, so he ignored the white haired male and purple? Or pink? Magenta maybe hair colored female, exerting his spiritual pressure angrily at the Bat Adjucha. The beast would feel fear, as if a predator is staring it down in the eyes. Katsuo raised one of his blades toward the beast and pointed it at him, his Reiatsu forming into a fox, shimmering with bright golden yellow, wavering it's tail intimidatingly.
"You. Let's dance, filthy creature."
Of course Katsuo would choose to ignore any snappy comebacks and the Quincy for now, as he swiped his blade to the left. He angrily triggered his shikai, a burst of energy flowing through his body. The Quincy and the Hollow would feel a sense of fear, intimidation coming off of him as if he was an apex predator.
“Reign Triumphant! Eikōgitsune!"
Suddenly as he moves forward onto the target Silas had in his sights Katsuo's blades glowed a sunbright yellow, and exerted two polar opposite temperatures toward anyone nearby, to his left it would feel extremely cold, frostbite level cold. To his right it would feel extremely hot, burning level hot. He powered himself up and waited for a sign to see if that hollow had made it or not, his music drowning out everything and anything that tried to reach his ears thanks to his headphones. He could hear others and things around him when he wanted to, and even lip read, but Katsuo kept those Headphones blaring during battle. It was a fast paced battle encouraging song playing, as he awaited a sign from the Hollow. The Quincy weren't his problem, unless they wanted to be. He was there to do his job as a Shinigami, and that was all. He didn't dare look at them, even a gaze could probably spark their probable want to attack him right now. Though he sees the same enemy they do, the Hollow that'd killed his squad mates.