Forced From Hiding

Tue Jun 28, 2011 4:45 am

Of all the unfortunate luck, this took the cake. Takeshi had been out on patrol near a large domed city just on the coast of China when things had gotten strange. He had gotten word of some kind of disturbance within the dome itself, and had taken off to investigate. What he found was a pack of hollows that had somehow broken through the dome’s defenses, and now they had decided to go on a little hunting trip, seeing the people within the dome as fish within a barrel. Pity; he had been enjoying the relative calm that the area had provided him. He had a job to do, however. These hollows weren’t that strong; he could have them cleaned up with plenty of time left to enjoy the area.

Shunpo carried him off and towards the closest of the hollows. It had found the trail of a pulse that currently was running away from the beast. Takeshi held out a hand, took aim, and launched a bolt of lightning that crashed down through the back of the beast’s head, punching a hole through its mask and destroying it. There were at least four more running around however, and he would need to move fast. He reached down, gripping his Zanpaku-tou firmly in his hand for a moment before he flared his reiatsu to grab the attention of any of the hollows in the area. He was careful with how much pressure he let out though; too much and the hollows would simply scatter or retreat. Too little, and he wouldn’t seem like a worthwhile target.

Luckily, a pair of the hollows took the bait, rushing towards him from below, aiming to take the seemingly weak shinigami by surprise. Takeshi didn’t waste energy with a shunpo out of the way, merely taking a step backwards as the hollow attempt to take a bit out of his legs. In the moonlight that poured down through the dome, his blade flashed brilliant silver as it cut clean through the hollow’s mask. Now he shunpo’d, vanishing as the second hollow closed in from behind attempting to take him out. His hand came to rest on the back of the creature’s head.
”Shakaho.”
There was an explosion, and the third hollow he had struck out against vanished from the night. That only left about two hollows roaming the dome. However, by now the branch of the Special Human Task Force that should have been stationed here should have taken care of-

A new pressure suddenly entered the area, leagues beyond the whelps he had just destroyed. His grip tightened around his blade as he scanned the area for it. Then one hand shot into his pockets, bringing out a cell phone which he flipped open.
”Soul Society. This is Takeshi Ito from Division Seven. I need back-up here; I think there’s an arrancar in the vicinity,” he said calmly into the receiver as he tried to locate the new threat.

Sat Sep 10, 2011 5:41 am

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