Out At The Docks: The Frozen Conflict Of Keflavík [Iceland Event Thread]

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9/30/2415, 4:50 PM; CST Standard Time

It is currently snowing and night has begun to fallen in the area. The time in this board is currently 5:00PM and the war is well underway. This is a small bay town with a population of 200,000, this is a relatively decent sized area compared to years past. The thread itself will take place outside the dome of the city that is covered in a dense black fog. The Antag's objective is to purge the incoming Vanguard FOrces and keep them from entering the dome and secure the area. While, the protag's objective is to make it through.

[CPKalldayThe KFC of PH]

"Orders must be followed, I presume..." The mellow tone of the green-haired Sexta echo'd in the empty corridor. The clacking of his shoes echoed throughout the room, presenting his left hand up beside his head signalling a goodbye to Rose Mischevang. Quite the strange woman that one was, but nevertheless he continued on his way out of the corridor in which he was received his task. With a flick of his wrist he'd open a Garganta, his destination would be that of Iceland. Keflavik to specific. He was to protect what was Shadow Falls there near the docks, apparently the area was a big fishing port for all of the deep sea fisherman. Or at least those that still did that sort of thing. He wasn't exactly too sure on how the population of sea life was these days, as it wasn't something that was of much interest to him.

It was odd, the mood that Bikuta was in wasn't much like himself. As of late, he had become somewhat depressed in some sense. Though he wasn't sure what the source of it was. Perhaps he was just unhappy with his purpose, perhaps it was time for him to find himself somewhere else. He hadn't done much with his new position. When he was with the Kurikku it seemed as though he was always busy with recruiting, training, or missions. These days he sat in his corridor, tinkering with what he could. As well as making sure his room was completely spotless. Rather boring life, however he was in a slightly better mood today seeing as there were things to be done. However, he'd come to find out it was only standing post at these docks.

A rip could be heard in the skies above as he created small platforms beneath his feet to keep him elevated above the city. Gazing upon the landscape he'd notice the brisk chill that was in the air. Not to mention the small white particles that fell from the sky and rested on the land below. Most of it melted, but some stuck. The snow below looked to be a bit more like slush. The area was encased by a dome, residing inside of it was a dense black fog. He wasn't entirely too sure what was in it, but he wasn't entirely too interested in finding out what it was exactly.

Brushing his hand through his hair with one hand and picking up his hat with his other he glanced around searching for any spiritual entities. There weren't too many by his sight, but it seemed like those that were there were waiting for something to happen with this dome. They all were just standing by prepping for something. He'd shrug and reach his hand into his pocket bringing out a small dime-shaped item. This item was known to many as Hollow bait, however it was a tad bit stronger than that of Hollow bait that was used by Quincy. It attracted up to low tier Arrancar and everything in between. He picked them up from the Kurikku's headquarters before departing along with many other things, knowing that it would come in handy in the future.

He placed the Hollow bait between his thumb and pointer finger, applying pressure enough to crush the small disc. As he would he'd crack a small grin on his face. "It has been quite some time, I'm rather excited to see what is to come of this..." His tone still calm and collected. He straightened his posture up a bit before the skies began to rip with many Garganta behind him. "Welcome family..." He muttered before looking down at the Vanguard, whom seemed to be grasped by the spike in spiritual pressure emitting from the skies.

"Friends of the Vanguard, I wish not to bring my forces down to you... However, it is something that I have been ordered to do. You know how it is." He smirked and continued, "My friends seem hungry, so I would proceed with caution." As he finished speaking the near three-thousand hollows began to pour from the sky and crash into the ground forces that were upon the land. Their tiers varied from 4-1 to 2-1 depending on what stage of life they had reached. Bikuta crossed his arms and watched as the action took place. He figured someone of a greater magnitude would show up sooner or later...

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[AsᴛʀᴀɴᴀᴜᴛᴀResident Skeleton]

THE VAGABOND

JESSICA DELACROIX

ARTIST: MIRACLE OF SOUND - SONG: LADY OF WORLDS - Words: 637

The icy chill of the air blew against her face. Silver hair splayed back against her head as she ran through the sky--one thing she'd forgotten to pack for this trip was a very good mask. The temperature dropped harshly when she had gotten to Iceland, and parts there-within, and she never really did get used to the cold. It was the windchill, mostly. Blowing past her ears and caressing them, but in that particular way where you don't even know. The sky was raining along with the snow, and a pair of shining purple eyes could be visible off in the distance. If you were keen enough--they weren't special.

The Vagabond let herself fall to the ground. She hardened platforms just strong enough to break her fall, then plopped to the ground with a thud and splash. With a light kick, she dusted off what was still on her and continued moving.

Her pace was quicker than it normally was--a brisk walk of about ten miles per hour. She could have been going much faster if she wanted to, but she needed to conserve her energy for whatever was here. Someone had the grand idea to release hollow bait into a populated town. Especially one under the control of Shadow Fall--it was a plan, at least. Up in the sky, she spotted a man, and she let out a sigh. If the guy was flying, then he was at least...

Her train of thought ground to a halt. It was forced to, at the spiritual pressure he was putting out--something that easily outclassed her own on multiple levels. She followed his eyes, leaping up to a building tall enough to give her a good vantage point, and perceived a great force of assembled troops. While this was going on, a mass of Hollows and this man at the fore-front seemed to eye each other. Sufficed to say, tension was rampant in the air. It crackled through the night wind like electricity, something of which the Vagabond knew all too well.

With a slight gasp, Jessica Delacroix kicked off into the air again. She moved, boots clicking on a floor of hardened spiritual pressure--the technique of the Quincy--and brought herself to a position out of reach of the man, then cleared her throat. It'd been a while since she spoke, so it came out in a gravelly tone.

"Is this the man who misuses the tools of my people? To call in allies when he assuredly has the situation in hand? You are powerful. Why do you rely on an enemies culture to draw your own people out of their rat hole?" Her face narrowed at the man. She raised her right arm, letting one of the tools of the trade fall out. It was indeed the Quincy Cross, and on that hand one could also see a Sanrei Glove. It marked her as relatively new to the battle, but strong enough to be annoying, at the least.

With that, she summoned her dual revolvers. The Heilig Bolgen, sacred weapons of the Quincy that were used to destroy Hollows. She let out a quick breath and loaded them, directing spiritual pressure right into the chambers. With that, she took a basic combat stance, surveying the battlefield. He brought in Hollows of varying tiers, most of which were weaker than her, but some that were stronger. She was hoping that those soldiers down below were strong enough to affect the outcome of this battle, but at the same time doubted it.

She made a silent oath, under her breath. One that promised she would make it out of this, end the threat here, and confiscate the stolen objects. With that, she waited for a response. It wouldn't be right to commence with the hostilities before you had a chance to be civilized, now would it?

[CPKalldayThe KFC of PH]

The fleet of Hollows flurried to the ground gnarling, spewing with saliva and thirst for blood. They swiftly made their way to the troops on the ground, the cero attack being of primary use for those Hollow that were weak. While others had powers of their own, their uniqueness. It was of no doubt that Bikuta would be in the way of these Hollows if he were to try and join them in the battle. While it was unlikely for them to attack them, it was more likely that he were to be caught in the crosshairs of his own allies. Savage the lot of them were, but he too could recall days similar to theirs.

It was but moments later that a stray spiritual pressure could be spotted. A smirk came to his face upon the realization of the race the entity was, Quincy. He had yet to actually perform a battle with a Quincy since he had reached his Arrancar state oh so many years ago. I suppose this would be the positive side to joining forces with Shadow Fall. His only enemy wouldn't be just the Shinigami. Which was a nice change of pace, for once. He'd dare not bring notice the Quincy and give his ability to away, though there was no chance the Quincy did not sense him. He would play the dumb dictator for now and keep his abilities stowed.

The Quincy soon enough came to a near ground with him, questioning him upon the use of his people against the Vanguard. It was true, the troops that were on the ground most definitely could be handled by himself and his blade alone. However, such pointless efforts could be done so much easier with the way that he has dealt with it. All the same, he suddenly became disinterested with the politics this Quincy had to offer toward him. This was a battle, in his mind.

"Have you no right mind for respect? I will let these men fight for their goal and their lives. I dare not set foot on that soil unless I am challenged to. Their attacks against me would prove to be a waste. I dare not lay waste to thousands of men with my blade alone. Such is a burden on myself and my blade. It would be of good judgement to bring troops of my own to do my Master's dirty work..." As he spoke he gestured with his hands a lot. It was a small quirk that was a problem to some people, but it was just how he was. No changing that. He'd smirk before speaking once more. "Pray you are the one that is to challenge me? A small girl that holds a Quincy's weapon? Would bring pride to your Race to slay an Arrancar with such powers." He'd talk with a smile upon his face the whole time, he took the Quincy lightly for now. Although, he would not be the same if she were to engage in battle with the young Quincy.

"I recommend you leave, Quincy. Your weapons of minuet destruction are of no use here, you see. You are outnumbered. It's as simple as that. Your efforts to fight for this land are futile." His tone was rather serious as of now.

The sounds of battle clashed throughout the battlefield metal upon flesh could be heard for a long distance. The terrain of the place soon became tarnished. Bikuta could only bring his glance away from the Quincy for one moment to see how his troops were doing. He'd expose himself to an attack, to see if the Quincy would take it. Though, he doubted she would take such an opportunity as it was rather obvious it was part of his ploy.

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NOTICES

Alright, I'm going through Iceland threads and leaving notices in threads that haven't had any sort of post in awhile. Due to the fact it's been since the 23rd since a post was made, I'm giving Astro a one week warning in order to get things up.

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[adm]Alright, I've spoken with Astra and he does intend to post. Now that I've got confirmation, I'm going to give him a week, and if there isn't a post, we'll go ahead and assume Bikuta defeated him. In doing so, The Vanguard would have retreated from this area and he'd have three days of openess in this thread. In that time, someone should join this thread, and if they don't, the city is claimed.[/adm]

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«CLOSING OUT THE EVENT NOW»

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9/30/2415, 4:30 PM; CST Standard Time

Locking this thread and going with the conclusion above.

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