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PostSubject: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   18/03/11, 09:00 pm

Lucas enters the desert, wearing his hollow mask, and giving him the feeling of his aloneness in the world. With the other Vaizard gone and no others has yet to come join him yet for the army he has planned to make, he suddenly feels alone. He sense’s hollow energy all over the place and finds that no Shinigami reitsu is present, which satisfies him, because he would hate to have to kill some unsuspecting Shinigami. The sand is blowing all around the desert; moon rocks litter the area, and give the desert a new description that Stone had never known. The ground is not hot, not cold either, but it does remind Lucas of the times that he used to come here with his squad back in the day. His mask deteriorates as he can’t hold it for long at the moment, but it is useful to use when he needs it. He notices that the wind is carrying something extra; it carries some kind of dust that he isn’t use to, and all of a sudden he realizes that there is no moon above him. He doesn’t see this but yet he feels it in the air, and because he knows that all living things give off some kind of reitsu, and the moon of Hueco mundo was no different.

He starts to wonder what could have happened to the moon, fore it was the only source of light back in the day, and maybe he was use to the dark, but he couldn’t believe that the other creatures were. We’ll whatever the reason was would have to wait, fore Lucas wasn’t here for the moon, and this wasn’t his home, so it wasn’t his problem. He started moving toward a big object, for he felt the wall that had been created blocking the wind for him, and realized that it must’ve been the white castle that Aizen stood at. But when he reached the enormous place that this thing was not Las Noches at all, and he started to wonder how a structure this big could’ve been missed by the Shinigami of the soul society so long ago. If he was still in the second division he would’ve whooped those boys a new one, but alas he wasn’t anymore and there again was no since of worrying about the small things. No what he needed now as to find out what this place was, and find out who or what lived in this monstrosity, called a castle. He then picked up a strong reitsu coming from the castle, and decided that he would find his way around.

Lucas although blind found that he could move pretty swiftly through the desert, and found that although he couldn’t see he could still tell how big an object was just by looking at it. The way he did this of course was by placing something to the surface and feeling the vibrations that the object gave off, and had learned this trick back in his days at the second division. He continued on into the castle not fearing any hollow that might cross his path, figuring that this place was probably abandoned. Then he felt something go bump in the night, and found that a strong reitsu source was moving straight toward his location. Lucas was not one to worry, he had no reason to fear this individual, and being so strong it must stand to reason, that this creature can reason. Although this might’ve sound goo d to Stone, he knew that sometimes , that the only way to reason was through clashing of blades. He was in need of a sparring partner anyway so he felt that his was as adequate time as any.


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PostSubject: Re: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   18/03/11, 09:47 pm

Syra was standing atop a pillar in the ruins of Las Noches. She was just as alone tonight as she always was, and thats how she liked it. She was cold to all, she hated all. She detested all that stood before her. Some would say she took after her brother, but she never got to know him before he was destroyed right before her eyes. But that was long ago and she didnt like to dwell on it. nevertheless it had affected her, she was a cold hard bitch. The weather here was as dull as one might call her. Her face never changed and when it did it was always in anger. She looked out across the land before her, how she hated it so. She had killed many here, more Hollows than anything else. She cared nothing for her own race, they disgusted her to no end.

She was wearing what used to be the default Arrancar outfit. the white uniform that she had become to enjoy wearing. The pants were flared out and the ends hovered right above her ankle. Her black and white boots unscathed and perfect. Around her waist she wore a black sash that held her Zanpaktou on her hip. her top attire was the same as the others, with the exception that it was open down to her stomach. This gave her breasts room to breathe. They were what most seemed to notice the most. They poked out quite a bit, being a large c-cup. However apart from them, her mask remains were the most prominent feature. On the left side of her head was to remains of what was a large mask. it covers the entire side, which is also the opposite side as the remains her brother used to have. She had deep blue eyes, and the pupils were like that of a cat. Like her brother, she too had slim green lines running down from her eyes to her chin. Her long black hair covered her forehead and back. It was messy, not being brushed like some of the former Arrancar.

Then she noticed a power level not far from her. Usually she would pay no mind to this and just go about her day. but she had nothing to do at the moment other than stand around so she turned in the direction she felt the power in. She closed her eyes and found her target. It was not an Arrancar, that much she could tell. She dashed off towards the power without a moment more. It wouldnt take long for her to find it, she was fast. She was always thinking, what ever could be wanting to come here? nevertheless she charged forward. She was within a reasonable distance so she looked around. For some reason she felt a slight Hollow presence. But she brushed it off as maybe being a nearby piece of trash. She saw the figure a moment later, a man. He looked like a Shinigami. The beings she hated the most. She glared at him, she knew he could sense her.
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PostSubject: Re: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   19/03/11, 01:30 pm

Lucas found that the reitsu source from so far away, was gaining speed, and was definitely on his trail, probably sniffing out his reitsu like a hound dog. Stone steadied himself for the incoming assault from afar, and found that the incoming train that was coming would eventually lead to very serious ass whooping if he didn’t think smart. He tensed Kootoo’s hilt in his hand, feeling the small comfort of the cool steel blade, and wondered what this new adversary would be like. Would they prove troublesome, or prove to be true friend, these things that passed through his head didn’t scare him so much as, they were thoughts that helped him survived. This was what it came down to at all times for Stone, survival; the key to his whole entire existence would be survival in this world. For even with the help of his bandages to help with his blindness, he was still without his true sight, and would have to rely on his other senses for most of this fight. The more he thought about this fight as a way that could turn into his death, that it could turn into his end on this track of survival the more he got pumped, and in turn put his reitsu his blade.

He then felt the entity that would be his maybe enemy, and felt that he needed to be ready for its attack. He moved closer feeling the wind rush by him, and it brought with it a smell that made his skin crawl, it was a woman. He hated fighting women, not because he felt that women were inferior, but he hated to hear a woman cry when they were cut. This was one of the worst things in the world, but then remembered that this particular woman was a hollow, or an arrancar. With the site of the Arrancar in front of him, his inner hollow was becoming aroused, and was starting to be bubbled up from its depths. Stone would never get used to having another being living inside of him, he already had Kootoo, and she had proven to be more than enough on more than one occasion. This Nomad was what made his skin crawl at some times, but he knew that he would have to work on his relationship with the inner hollow, fore it gave him powers that were not his. Eventually, though he would have to subdue the hollow and force it to his will, making his power grow even more.

“You should kill this girl Lucas”, came an evil voice from within the Stone’s head, the inner hollow, Nomad was excited. “Let’s see what she has got to say, Nomad, before we jump to any preconceived notations that she isn’t worth the time”, Lucas had said with not a tone of hatred, but with a tone of non-complacency. Stone looked again at this arrancar, or he should say sensed her, smelled her, listened for her again, and bringing in all of the senses onto one point. He felt his hollow putting on the pressure again, “Kill her Lucas”, although Stone was done listening, the malicious thoughts seemed to pour into Stone. They were all of murderous intent, but he sensed something more within the hollow, and he thought it seemed more like fear, for Lucas of all people. It might’ve been just Stone but he felt it coursing through his body, that Nomad was worried that Stone might be killed. As touching as this sentiment was, Lucas knew that this fear only came out of self-preservation for itself. Lucas also knew better than to trust something as malicious as an inner hollow whose only goal was to take over his body one day.

Stone moved close to the arrancar, as to help it get a better look at him, and to shorten the gap between the two people. “My name is Lucas Stone. May I ask what your is miss arrancar, before you start your attack?” asked Lucas, with a serious tone as to make it understood that he was ready for the impending battle. To make things clear he slid Kootoo out of her sheath a little bit showing that he was ready to draw at any point. He was ready for this fight.


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PostSubject: Re: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   19/03/11, 02:03 pm

Syra watched as the man stepped in to a clear view. He was a Shinigami for sure, the cursed beings. She saw his hand on the hilt of his weapon. That meant he wasnt stupid, he wasnt going to et his guard down around an Arrancar. But she too was ready to fight. she glared at him, she noticed his eyes were covered. Maybe he could not see. But that didnt mean he couldnt fight. If anything his other senses were far improved. She Put her own hand on the hilt of her weapon. She was not here for games, she was hear for answers and she wanted them. The killers of her brother were here. Her chest had a pain in it from the thought. her lips curled in to a snarl as she looked at the Shinigami. however she could also feel a second presence within him. And it felt more like that of an Arrancar. well more like a lowly Hollow really, so maybe this Shinigami was just trash. He spoke to her, how dare he she thought. He had the gall to speak to her! but she collected herself. She could not let Human emotions effect her. so she spoke back in a emotionless cold voice.

"my name....what business do you have knowing that Shinigami. I should be asking you, why are you here....this is not your land. Do you Shinigami know no bounds? What pathetic trash."

Syra sharpened her gaze on the Shinigami, never blinking for even a second. her cat like eyes saw all, and never missed a thing. She adjusted her stance, something she was sure he could feel. she was no fool she knew he would be prepared for her attack. She was on top of a broken wall and there was a gap between herself and the shinigami. Something she could cross with no effort at all. She was a master at Sonido however, far outclassing most other Arrancars. She tensed and sprung her attack.

she used Sonido, the Hollow flash step. At her level she would be upon the Shinigami in less than a second. She wondered if he would be able to keep up even with his heightened senses. Within that second she was able to unsheathe her Zanpaktou and by the end of the second she was in front of him with her weapon striking down at him. her eyes were wide now as she watched for his reactions, taking it all in. She waited for what he would do....
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PostSubject: Re: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   21/03/11, 06:10 am

The blind man shifted his position, constantly aware of the woman in front of him, and began to wonder what had brought all this hostility. He felt the malevolence excrete through her skin, giving him shivers all over, and couldn’t figure out why he was the target of this high level of hatred. Was it only because of the hatred that hollow and Shinigami have had for each over the past unknown amount of years, because if it was, what sad being to waste all that energy on a war that neither knew why the other had started. It was for this reason that he, himself, had been thrown out of Soul Society, and was now always on the move, escaping anything to do with Soul Societies puppets. It wasn’t that he hated the Soul Society itself, but he couldn’t stand the constant blind obedience that it gave to its central 46, the old geezers that told everyone else what to do. It wasn’t like they were ever picking up a sword to go out and risk their lives for the Soul Society, oh no, they sat behind curtains of shadow, to hide their faces from their enemies. These guys, in Lucas’ opinion, were worse than any hollow, they were cowards, and to build upon that, maybe lower than cowards, he smiled at the thought of killing them.

“Nomad!” Lucas screamed inside his head showing the increased frustration growing inside of him, only giving an almost pained look on his face, “Stop bring up these feelings, and leave me be, you useless being!” Stone felt as the inner hollow subsided again, giving Lucas time to think and ponder his next move on this arrancar woman. He needed to be alone to think about his move carefully, for one false step and it could mean a very near death experience or end up in his death altogether. Either way he wasn’t going to show any weakness to this creature that was so blinded with fury that she would kill him, just for who he happened to be. He sensed Kootoo next, coming in and placing a hand on him, calming him down, and letting him think clearly. He would have to visit the inner calm pool when he was over with this battle, just to get away from all the mindless prattling of this world. Sometimes he wondered why he didn’t just join the hollows, seeking the homes of the remaining strong hollow, and just room up with them, he felt like he had some resemblance to them anyway. Or most of them.

"My name....what business do you have knowing that Shinigami. I should be asking you, why are you here....this is not your land. Do you Shinigami know no bounds? What pathetic trash."

Came the voice of this death angel for the first time, and wasn’t surprised that this almost came out in a spitting manner. Although he started to chuckle a little bit at the mention of him being called a Shinigami, Hell he hadn’t been called that in years, and still it couldn’t describe what he was. He was in all senses of the word an abomination, a mistake, a Frankenstein, but yet he didn’t feel that he was alone, he knew he had other out there. Other like him that needed a home, were scared, and he was going to offer that to his people, all they would have to do is serve under his command. This would be the first step of diplomatic relations for his own faction with the others, and he was going to give it his all that his might not end in a fight. “My apologies Miss Arrancar, I am but a humble, well not a Shinigami, but a man, wondering around blind in this desert.” Stone played the blind card in this, hoping that she would be so daft as to drop her guard should she attack, and thinking that he would be easy prey.

She took the bait she was off the wall in a second, giving him almost no time to counter, but he was as quick on the draw as she. She probably was a little bit faster, and thought that he, being blind, would have a harder time keeping up with her movements. But her footsteps, the wind, and everything else out there that made sound, gave way to a world that only Stone had known so far. He wasn’t going to be driven out by this pitiful attack, so he drew his blade, stopping the attack, although he had to use to two hands on the hilt, for she was powerful. He listened for the sound of disgust, as she found it amusing that he could fight at all, and if this was the way she was going to be then he would be ready for any attack she brought out. “Miss Arrancar why do you attack? I am not a Shinigami, in fact we are probably closer minded than you might think”, he gave with almost a casual smile. He hoped that this wouldn’t antagonize her more, and just put more fuel on this already out of control blazing fire, that he had unleashed upon himself.

He Shunpo’d to a near rock to get away again from his aggressor, but would probably prove to be fool hardy as she was faster than he. To make things interesting, he built some kido into his hand, making it glow yellow, and started to form a triangle as moved his hand from point to point leaving yellow pools of energy in midair. “Bakudō # 30. Shitotsu Sansen”, he stated with authority, and the yellow pools began to form into yellow points themselves giving , shooting off toward the female arrancar. He hoped not to hurt her, but to make her listen to words without hatred. “Will you not listen to reason, or are you so inconceivably riddled with rage that all reason has flown out the door, was that not the reason you were made an arracar? To evolve past the mindless beast that is your cousin, that feed just fill the hunger?”
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PostSubject: Re: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   21/03/11, 12:18 pm

Off in the distence, just out of sight's range, a arrancar appearing just as most others had been laying on the sand-floor of the vast desert of Las Nochas The being was simply resting at the time from a short confrontation with another ignorant adjuhas hollow who had still been a hollow after the large arrancar transformation when the moon shattered and power rained down upon the area like a hail-storm of energy. His pitch-black boots were covered in a slight amount of blood from crushing the creature's skull. The thing about these hollows was they always attacked first, thought about a scenario later. The arrancar was one of extremely low spiritual pressure, infacr, he couldn't even use any reishi-based abilities other then his ressurection due to a genetic flaw in his DNA sequence. Such was another dagger shot from the hands of existence. The arrancar, named Dellapero Grance since his birth as a human back during the Civil war era of Japan, heard sounds of clashing steel not far from his current location. Seems two arrancar were fighting? Couldn't have been hollows since they didn't have zanpakto and shinigami didn't have the guts to show up around these parts often.

Dellapero Grance sighed to himself, the constant echoing if these occurances were just too damn common in this desert. Though, the Menos Forest wasn't exactly much better. He decided to investigate this fight for once, unlike others. The reason being the fct it was presumably between two zanpakto weilders, most probable to be arrancar in his oppinion. He pressed his feet against the desert to push himself back up into a straight standing position. Many grains of sand stayed attached to the back of his black-leather jacket, though they would fall off in time. Dellapero muttered a small sentence to himself, not really for any particuler reason, but just to confirm his own thoughts in a sense. "Eh....This again?..Well, I suppose I best bring my weapon this time, Don't intend to get my boots even bloodier from crushing a few skulls if such is the end result again...." The arrancar reached each hand into one of two pockets in his jacket, each pulling out a brass knuckle that attached onto his fingers instantaniously upon contact. The steel covered from the top of his knuckles, down to the ends of his fingers and entirely around. It actually made that portion of his hands seem like they were fully metal, as it was impossible to see any of the man's skin under the material.

Dellapero Grance moved his right-foot against the sand to wipe off a portion of the blood into the white sand, turning it just as red as the original liquid was. He did the same with his left, then turned his head toward the direction of the sound he heard earlier. It musn't have been that far off to be heard from here. Hell, it might have only been just out of sight's range. Sound did move farther then what the normal eye could see after all. Dellapero began a fast-paced walk toward the area his ears detected the sound-waves from. It was only half a minute before the two specs of the combatants could be seen. The distence would probably only take one and half minutes of he continued at his current pace, though,this arrancar wasn't one who liked staying at such a slow-pace near combat. He hit his foot harder against the ground and started moving near-half his true speed, the air firction moving his partially spiked black hair side-to-side along his forehead and the back of his neck while the sand along the back of his jacket was simultaniously pushed off from the speed leaving only a few grains by the time he got about ten feet behind one of two fighters, however, it seemed his thoughts were wrong about who they were. The male wasn't any arrancar, or even a hollow.Pesquisa was another thing he had little to no power in, which is why he couldn't tell who the two really were in race. Judging by that kido recently cast, they had to either be the pitiful shinigami or one of those cross-breeds; Either way, they wern't exactly in place for this landscape. Though, Dellapero has, at times been mistaken for a shinigami due to his low reiatsu not being able to be made out by average or lowly skilled users of pesquisa. his mask fragment was only a thin 1 inch layer of his old face around his left-eye, being unnoticed by most at a first glance for atleast a second or two.

Dellapero's facial expression stayed overly-calm upon attaining the new data, not much emotion being shown, but there was a obvious difference between his level of calm and that of a pure emotionless being. He glanced at the kido and the female arrancar it was fired at, his lips parting and his voice shooting out from his mouth as he spoke in a tone befitting of his expression. "Well, it seems we have a guest....So, just why are you here? Your species isn't exactly welcome here by most, as you have already seen." What he said was quite oftenly proven true in this hell known as Hueco Mundo. Racial descrimination between hollow and shinigami was a plague that spread to nearly 95% the population of the spiritual world by now, as it has always existed, but not to such an extreme as now. Being a hollow for oer a milenia, Dellapero had learned such first-hand and has come to learn every detail about why the races hate eachother to such extents. It was simple really. Order. Hollows feed to survive as it is with in their extinct, that is a side he had always known. However, shinigami seek to purify the souls of hollow and spirits, leading to war between the race. Though the shinigami may think that is a just cause, they fail to see some, if not most hollows were content with their lives. Atleast that's how it used to be years ago back when he was a mere gillian. Today, hate between the two race was more powerful then ever. In Dellapero's oppinion, it wouldn't be long until one race ended the other entirely and balance was destroyed. In term, that would cause armageddon on more then just Earth.
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PostSubject: Re: This is my castle (closed Lucas v. Syra v. Dell)   22/03/11, 05:44 am

syra's expression did not change as the Visored before her shunpo'd back. Of course she had no way of knowing his status as Visored. She just looked on with her cold eyes, the emotionless pits that so many before have seen and then were crushed. Why would he be any different, unless of course he turned out to be trash. Trash was not worth destroying but she didnt know this yet, maybe he just was worth killing. He was stronger than she gave him credit for, able to block, even if it did take two hands to do so. And even more amazing was his ability to see her speed, she thought for sure no one could. But she had been wrong before. The wind had finally settled now, and all was getting calm. Syra felt a nearby Hollow rieatsu but paid no mind to it. She kept her attention on her target with cold eyes. he kept speaking

"Miss Arrancar why do you attack? I am not a Shinigami, in fact we are probably closer minded than you might think”

At this she closed her eyes in thought. did he really think that they were the same? was he that much of a fool? He dared compare himself to one like me? to call himself equal to an Arrancar, he was out of his mind. Or maybe he is just lacking in a brain, maybe he is stupid. I cant believe his gall. What rubbish, maybe i shall teach him the gap in our power...

Of course she didnt show any signs of emotion on her face. It was as blank and cold as ever. She shifted her stance on the pillar she stood upon, the one he was standing on. She was calculating her next move. That was always the best way to do these things, never just to attack without seeing ever possible out come. Then he fired a Kido, a weak kido but a kido nonetheless. She reacted with almost perfect timing, raising an arm and firing a Bala to counter. while Just as weak, a Bala would be enough to make both of the attacks fail. When both of the attacks met they immediately destroyed each other. The explosion put off a force that was nothing to Syra, she kept her footing and watched. She did not know nor really care if the shockwave affected the Shinigami.

Syra then felt another pressure, a small one, but still. She didnt know if to pay attention to it or not. It was getting closer, but it was no better than a lesser Hollow level. She didnt want what ever it was to get in her way, for that in itself is annoying. But she didnt want to waste time on something that was trash. the Shinigami seemed to be fighting with himself, at least thats what the look on his face showed. He was distracted, maybe he wasnt, she didnt care. She was aware of the new power, but didnt know if the Shinigami was. She closed her eyes, she banked on the Shinigami being to busy to do anything to her. Although if he did, she was sure she could counter it. She closed her eyes and focused, finding the new pressure.

When the Arrancar arrived Syra looked over with blank eyes. This was the Rieatsu she was feeling, it was not impressing. He was far lower then she was, t least from what she could see. Maybe trash most likely it was.

"Well, it seems we have a guest....So, just why are you here? Your species isn't exactly welcome here by most, as you have already seen."

So it could speak, well she hoped it could at least do that. After the smoke from the blast cleared she remained looking at him. She said nothing while she looked at him, she just watched. Her face the same emotionless face she gave everyone. She looked back to the Shinigami, but spoke to the Arrancar.

"i did not ask you to assist me. I require no help from you, further more i do not see what someone as weak as yourself could do to help at all."
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