Moonlit escape [open]

Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Tachimukau Chikara - Word Count: 2606

Now with tables have turned to his favor, it was an appropriate time enough for him to send her back to the Maggot's nest upon repair. Of course, one after another, his words seems to be too deep for the other individual to take in, rather than for Tamari to fall into depression as much as he dislikes it, but this one's in a more serious case of violence, breaking into sheer anger over nothing than just mere words that he stated logically with. Indeed that we can be affected greatly in terms of emotions and mentality whenever we were reminded of the past, much like his hatred and vengeful emotions that drives his insanity so deep that it feels like a never-ending pit against his own foster parents, and this young girl in a red hood, well, the reason is no different than anger driven by the past, losing the sense of self and awareness for the reality, only to aim for one focused target after the statement was given. It may seem that he'll have to make his reply to this female once he's done dealing with another possible threat of violence that is about to run rampant across the streets if it is not dealt with, especially when she entered the Soul Evolution Stage 2, things are a little harder for his newly yet temporarily obtained shikai thanks to the cooperation of his Zanpakutō spirit who was willingly enough to lend him her power for a limited amount of time. While things seems to get hard, but for this young genius, well, its going to be as easy as calculating the synchronization between the body and soul, style of wielding a weapon and the movements of her body, making these things easy to coordinate and faster to deal with the moment his eyes began to set on her well-being.

Tapping the back of the sword against his shoulder, his expression was nevertheless dissapointed only for a few moments and letting out a sigh, and after that? It was a merciless and sadistic grin across his lips, eyes widened before his mind locked against the likes of Chika with his spiritual power suddenly radiating further than before, it was like most shinigamis do, but for a man who just achieved his shikai, were already in an almost-perfect synchronization between himself and the Zanpakutō spirit thanks to their similarities and influence against each other. "Now then, it looks like I have to tidy things up. I'LL END THIS IN FIVE MINUTES!"

Tip, tap, toe. One light swing upwards against the sky, the only thing left in their memories in this very moment would a blast of bright blue energy that shrieks through the earth, relentlessly ripping apart the earth beneath as it approaches between Tamari and Chika, before their blades could touch against each other's body and even leave a scratch against it. That one pure blast of electricity is no surprise, neither was it shot off to damage either of them, but only blasting and stopping right between them, in an attempt to null both of their attacks in the pure force that the blast itself withheld on its own. This was not his full power, or rather, he suppresed it to prevent injuries and only made it enough to stop right between them and force their blades to clash against the likes of his own blast, pushing them back with a shockwave that was enough to send them flying feets away and land on their feet since he had predicted they have the ability to do so. There ain't no flying rocks or brittles that would harm them, that it was the wind itself from the blast's shockwave that pushed both of them away from further contact, and that time was a light of opportunity to budge into the door and make sure the business is dealt smoothly wihout any injuries that is proven fatal to kill either parties. His duty as a shinigami was simple; Keep the peace, no death, and of course, keep things under control within the lands of Soul Society itself. Just a very simple task in a very simple way of pronouncing it, and he was just about to do his job like a man he is.

And the second humans loses their comfort zone, the more simplistic their actions become at this point when sanity doesn't apply to them anymore than a fit of rage. A simple mind to kill, becomes an easier target to retain. This is how the world works, the more unstable one becomes, the more vulnerable they become into being exploited of their weaknesses. Cracking one of his fingers, he was prepared. Stepping onto one of his Nasods with only one foot, he didn't intend to have them propel him into Chika, instead, he makes things more fun by shooting him off like a cannon, and that? Using the electrical discharge of the particles around the atmosphere. Simple enough, it was to compress the protons into one area according to the sunlight's radiation of its ultraviolet rays, and enough compression would force it to explode like an explosion itself, but less potent and uses a shockwave from the particles that exploded like bombs. If you think of a balloon, you know how the theory works when it is done in reverse. Rather than overloading the energy, he makes the energy so tight and small that there won't be a space left for air to take in, so it explodes because of the extremely dense energy in the center of the 'core' that compressed, making it explode and leaving new gaps for air to flow in. Very much like that, however, Hisao uses particles to do such a feat, and it was enough to blast him so fast that he was fast enough to travel faster than even an enhanced human eye would have an issue trying to interpret where he is about to stop at, as fast as a supersonic jet itself, but he moves twice the speed of a supersonic jet could do, and that comes from a mere compression of particles. Wihout enough focus to pinpoint his location, its just like asking him for a trick o' treat. He may not be physically powerful, but these machines do the hardwork and the spiritual energy he holds were enough to make up what he lacks alone from his physical prowess.

Moving a neck-breaking speed, it would only appear as if he went through a teleportation process that he had demonstrated earlier ago against Tamari, however, in a way that he won't be using the same trick again, instead, appearing in multiple areas by leaving a gist of his own light particles that he reflects off by tuning the frequency that his Pointer unleashes through the usage of his own brain. Of course, these Nasods are following him despite how fast he moves in such a speed, but because of the distance between himself and the Nasods, the only thing with him was the Pointer and the Dynamo, and with that tuned to an activation earlier ago, he was able to direct the 'information' sent by his brain waves, picked up by the sensors of the Dynamo and fired that specific information into the earth to create a distribution of light of his own body, hence multiple after-images that may seem more like an illusion, but if it has to be in a general statement, these after-images are only a 'leftover light' of his own body. They last no longer than a second, but enough to create confusing movements and coordinations even for a potent user unless they understand how he behaves, but sealed off that weakness by locking his own personality with a more sadistic side of himself, giving others more view of him as a mindless fighter rather than a man with brains, but they are 'ought to be wrong, when within that instance, unless Chika cannot keep up her focus against his speed and the way he lands his strategy against her, she would only be smashed downwards above her forehead using the bottom handle of his sword, while himself does not hold the physical strength for it, by using the strength of propelling, it was enough to crash right against her head with enough given force to make her entire body fall into the ground with an outright force from the strength of propelling using the conductivity of his sword's blade, where he surges electricity above the tip of the blade and fired off a weak blast of electromagnetic shockwave to push it downwards with all of its might, and thus, smashing it right down against chika's head to make her entire body fall back above the earth itself by the pressure itself had created alone with throughout planning.

The next thing she'll remember? Was a black-colored Desert Eagle that is pointing right between her eyes, and the other one, white-colored was pointing right against where her heart is located at, feet pressing against her guts and only his face was brought further away from her being. His Zanpakutō does not hold just a form of a sword, but given to his abilities as a projectile, or a ranged user who couldn't even properly fight with a sword like any other people, and only have learnt the very basics of Zanjutsu in order to pass his exams have brought him this far. This is the reason why he had never shown his sealed Zanpakutō before, only to have rumors floating around that it is hidden behind his jacket, and that seems to be true since there is no other part of his body that has any type of Zanpakutō to be hanging around. Another reason why his Zanpakutō had a secondary form of a pair of Desert Eagles, Black and White, is his preferences for armed projectiles and because he excels in the areas of using a firearms like his Nasods, his shikai had also manifested a form of a pair of pistols, while the sword itself is the manifestation of his Zanpakutō spirit's preferences. His Desert Eagles being an opposite color? It shows the opposition between himself and his Zanpakutō spirit, one that wields the sword and excels in physical combat, a woman, while the other one, Hisao Yazaki, that wields the firearms and excels in ranged combat, and this is the final reason, of why they synchronized powerfully due to their similarities in personality and tastes, with only their combat abilities are different. The explaination is unknown why have this phenomena had occured to him, but it is definitely rare for a shinigami like himself, that wields both the forms of a sword and could become a dual-wielding pistols, with only one Zanpakutō spirit. This may be the effects of his cyberbrain, but it will remain a mystery until it is solved.

The style of wielding the two weapons seems to be different as well, his left hand, which is his dominant hand, holds the Black Desert Eagle upright like a proper firearm, while his right hand, non-dominant but with a right dominant eye, holds the White Desert Eagle upside down, its trigger would be supported by his pinky finger to pull the trigger. However, it is not advisable to underestimate how these pistols works, since they don't fire ordinary bullets like others would think, but instead, they fire endless waves of electromagnetic beams in return of his own spiritual energy, and the stronger they are? The slower his dual pistols fire since they would require the time to charge and fire as powerful as he wishes to. He can make them feel like an ant bite or a nuclear explosion depending how much he can do alone according to his spiritual energy capacity, but considering that he is still new to the usage of his own shikai, it is highly doubted that he can wield these two different forms of weapons efficiently and effectively, though given to his abilities, he can wield them as much as a level of an intermediate users itself. He never used firearms directly, but his knowledge can make up for it, just some time to gather some information and training would be enough to make sure his shikai can be permanent for himself in the future. This is just a temporary use of his shikai, and it won't last longer than it should.

How it manifested into a gun was simple. Breaking it down into particles of spiritual energy and reconstructing his sword into a pair of pistols, this is as much as he could do as it cannot manifest into anything else than these two, for some unknown reason. By crushing it from the tip of the blade to the bottom of the hilt, it would all collect in the palm of his hand before the reconstruction of the pair of guns. The term is the same for the pair of Desert Eagles to become a sword back, but less of a hassle since its much smaller in size. Of course, they do have a name according to their colors as well, as the Black Desert Eagle is called Kuro, and the White Desert Eagle is called Shiro. However, wihout calling them seperate, he combined them into Kushiro for a shorter and expectedly 'cooler' name to his own liking. Enough with the description of the weapon, but it was time to retain this young girl who seems to be rampant of her own level, so low to her own anger that her actions and attacks were so simple for him to predict to a point where he would need a step for him to avoid multiple of her attacks at once. If Chika doesn't regain her control to keep her cool, there would only be a word to keep her back to her own state, all to his own plans. That was all.. his 5 minutes attack, and may or may not have taken longer than expected.

"If you don't keep your cool, you're no different from the human girl in terms of violence and intent of killing another individual. She already understood that this is her fault and is willing to cooperate in going back into the maggot's nest. I won't hold back in putting your pathetic existence out of shame if you still persist in killing her, red woman."

Cracking his neck before turning around back towards the likes of Tamari, it was tough to make some kind of heroic reply that never really suits his style. Only to shake his head in annoyance before facing back to Chika, and made his own reply. "I'll be there to talk to you and you're not going to be alone anytime soon. Not because i wanted to, but it is to research more about your spatial distorting abilities so i can improve my own work. Now stay there until i lock you back in that pile of rubble."

Tch. One short annoying sound clicked from his tongue with his eyes stared at Chika, like a predator staring sharply at his own prey, and if there is an attempt to break out of his grasp? Well, within that short moment, he would pull the trigger and blow a non-lethal electromagnetic beam right between her eyes that blasts at the speed of sound itself. By non-lethal means, she would only be knocked out by a blast of electromagnetic beam that would simply do no damage at all, and only uses the force of the blast to keep her on the knock out from the world of concious. That was all he needs to do to keep someone's cool.