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A Night's Venture
Sat Oct 31, 2015 5:31 pm
Artist:Serge Tabachnikov - Song:The Duck Song ~GGRY Edition~ - Word Count: --
The dusk gave way to night, shadows falling over the time capsule that was Saburo City. The infrastructure was near that of a ruins after the wars long since past, but the city still clung to life, too stubborn to fade to oblivion. The place remained plagued by consecutive attacks by rogues, both Hollow and demonic that sought the meek defenses off the city as easy prey. Above even that were the people themselves, especially in the town's center. With high crime rats on the interior and the constant threat of the new age of monsters from other worlds, it made one wonder why some still chose to call this place a home. Perhaps it was a longing for what the city once resembled before chaos took hold of it, a thought that one day the state of disrepair would come to be restored. No matter what their reasons may be, to be devoted enough to stay in the city with such poor conditions recently was admirable. Fortunately for that night, one figure decided to make one of their nightly patrols in the forgotten Hell.
A blur could be seen moving from one building to the next in various part of Saburo. It leaped from the side of one structure to the roof of another, covering the entirety of the area in only a few minutes. Throughout the night when things were at there worst, the figure descended from the skyscrapers at the first sight of ravenous monstrosities and whatever criminal activity made itself readily apparent in the open streets of the Town Square. They appeared only for a moment, resolving things with a single motion of their fist. Small explosions could be heard where they made they stepped in, ripples of kinetic energy stretching throughout the ruined city and many of the Hollows and Demon-kind that appeared throughout the night swiftly knocked unconscious before it was even apparent what happened.
Half-way into the night, it came to an end. The sudden appearances and the constantly moving figure over the roof tops coming to a pause in the outskirts of the city. Finally at rest after all their work thus far, it became easier to tell what they were. A man stood at the top of a large roof on a small twenty-first century style skyscraper. It was tall enough to look over most of the Saburo and watch it ins its entirety. His attire was unorthodox, fitting a depiction of a bizarre style from seventeenth century Japan with some modern touches. Most notably was the out-of-place Remington model shotgun strapped to his back, not only a clash of era with the rest of the outfit, but an older, highly out-of-date weapon from the second world war as well. Two black sheaths were also attached to his waist, each carrying a curved sword that resonated with an unusually dense amount of spiritual power Two duel-white scarves trailed behind his shoulders, swaying to the left from the slow wind that passed through the sky.
Though simply a common Vanguard soldier as most were concerned, the man known as Dellapero Grance had gone on many of these ventures through less-protected cities across the world on his own to quell the chaos that ravages them despite a somewhat chaotic nature to his own volition. He stretched his arms, looking over the undead world below. The place stirred up a mix of feelings in his head. It was bothersome seeing the place in such poor condition, especially in this era of technological prosperity. Still, the sight of a twenty-first century reminder brought up a bit of nostalgia for his days in the U.S and the earlier years before the spiritual realms were as intimately entwined with the world of the living. They always had some interactions, but only in the recent centuries were they as closely knit as they are now.
" Jeez, things really are a mess around here!" The Human spoke to himself. He had been keeping things in order for a few hours now, his interference in the usually grim environment of Saburo having caught some attention from the locals and bringing most internal problems to a halt for now. What few Hollows remained were of the weaker variety, unable to get through the basic defenses that remained in tact to protect the bulk of the population. He could afford some time to rest for awhile, if any further actions were even needed for the remainder of the night after the montage of quick beatings he brought to the more malevolent souls in the city. Depending how things progressed he might even have time to make it to another city and take care of whatever ailments were present there as well. He'd need to make a note of this place to bring up later with Azure. The city wasn't too far from karakura itself, so getting some more proper defenses and enforcement put in place shouldn't be too difficult a task.
Though that was only if everything went as planned, and the new world had a habit of suddenly bringing about the most unexpected events out of the void, especially in Dellapero's case. He wondered if anything out of the ordinary would come to be through the remaining night. So far it had only been the mundane routine, but there were always highlights that made each passing day worth recollection.
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