~All-Star~ The Tempest and The Database

Aha. So, this was the place known as the Imaginary District, is that correct? The place that the entity known as {Shadin Yuudeshi} created. Well, it is assumed that the one known as Shadin created it, as logically, he is the only one known to this construct as being capable of such a feat. Really, it was quite astounding. The Database would attempt to read each of the pieces of this puzzle, yet find that everything was made of the same form of materials as the rest of the world. Was this truly the work of Shadin Yuudeshi? They would have to find out more--it was their job to discover the truth, so they would do so with impunity and no remorse for what went on afterwards.

Sighing softly, Kasai took long steps through the city with a smile across his lips. His hair bounced behind his head and he shook it, making sure that it was still somewhat full to feel. That was always nice, and it helped with the sun on his neck. They never had this problem up at Iramasha Island, with the sun being how it was. So to come to a world where the sun actually existed and gave proper light, Kasai felt slightly warmer than he normally would. A quick reading of the area judged that nothing was out of place, so he would not be too bothered by such things. Instead, he would continue to walk along this lonely road--it was so quiet for the time of the day. What was this place... the F-Zone? Yes, the F-Zone. A place meant for 'Fighting', as it stood. The Database, though used mostly as a construct for discovery, had its ways of being used as a weapon of warfare. Kasai was, for all intents and purposes, the denizen of that weapon's creation. Smiling to himself, he placed hands into long pockets and let the coat billow out behind him with closed eyes. "So, where are we going?" Chuckling quietly, Kasai Rain jumped forwards and broke out into a run, leaving most of his thoughts behind him as he moved. His feet broke a speed that he was not used to, and his body moved fluidly through the air with little resistance about it. Gritting his teeth as he continued to run, Kasai felt himself losing control slightly. "Ah... ah... ahhhhhhh....!" A body hit another body, and that was that...

Unexpectedly, the person that Kasai had found himself barrelling into was rather strong, managing to grab him and hold on tight, stopping them both from spiralling out of control and onto the ground. Shouting out as they moved into a stopped position, Kasai grimaced as he found himself being righted by the woman. At least, he was pretty sure it was a woman, from the very brief glance that he'd managed to get before running into her. Groaning quietly, he stepped away from her as he was righted, running fingers through his cyan-colored hair and blinking his soft pink orbs a few times. "Unnngh..." He finally managed to get a good look--a rather rough-looking girl, wearing a tank top and cargo pants. Very out of place in the society, especially against the man who was effectively garbed like a ninja. ''Oi, fucktard were you watching space! Watch where you're going, you coulda fucked up real bad!'' He rubbed his head--language, language, geez. You know, he could've fucked up, sure. But he wouldn't have had to hear this woman's yelling at him if he'd knocked her out, you know.

''Well, if you can't move your mouth, I'mma leave.'' He blinked. He could've just let her leave. You know, that would've been easiest. However, he never took the easiest option, did he? "I apologize for my actions, I didn't look where I was going... But you didn't have to shout at me, gee." He sounded bothered and disturbed, rubbing the back of his neck with a perturbed expression. "Is there any way I can make it up to you? My mistake, I mean." He would make it up if he could. It was honestly the least he could do, y'know?

You know, things like this bothered him. When he was simply making it known that he didn't appreciate a certain way of speaking that someone use against him, they had to go ahead and throw it back in his face. That didn't annoy him too much, though it was definitely certain that he didn't appreciate such an attitude. In fact, he'd have hoped that she'd just said 'no'. ''You. I can shout if I want to : in other places, you'dve been eaten raw with words. I was nice, so don't abuse it.'' But that was just bothersome. He sighed softly and prepared to turn away from her. He was more than willing to just leave--it was more of a bother than anything else. He was more than willing to turn away, but... ''Sorry dude.'' Right hook. The right hand moving in a curved path at the head of the target. A rather simple attack to calculate--not much force behind it, but was Kasai to know that? Was the database to know that? Obviously not. Angles and the like were quickly calculated, and Kasai's left hand came up in mid-air, aiming to grip itself around her arm. His pink eyes flashed once, and his mouth opened to speak. However, the voice that came out to reply to the woman's attack... was most certainly not the same voice that people knew Kasai for...

"Attack on bodily shell discerned. Going into defensive mode." It had to be Kasai. Anyone else, and they would've just taken the hit and let her go on her merry way. However, this body was designed to protect a great secret. So now... "Return attacking pattern." Still holding onto Logan's arm, Kasai suddenly moved forwards, ducking down slightly and pulling back his own right fist. Quickly applying the concepts of 'speed', 'force' and 'push', he would attempt to quickly drive a fist into Logan that would be accompanied by a powerful shockwave. Whether or not it collided with her, he would let go of her wrist and step back, shaking his head slowly with a groan. Transitioning like that was a bother. "I apologize. Automatic defense systems kicked in--it would've happened had anyone punched me..." Of course, we all know that things don't go quite so simply, especially in this world. Kasai would likely have to pay... in blood.

Sigh. She started laughing. You know, there were very few things that Kasai disliked as much as he did someone laughing after taking a particularly rough hit. It usually meant that they were absolutely insane, or just a person who enjoyed a fight. Either way, it was always going to end up being bad news for the Database. Drawing a long breath between pursed lips, he closed his eyes. ''Bravo. That was.. well.. Well, since you got a hit in.. I guess it's fair to say : an eye for an eye.'' And there was the words that he was expecting to hear, or at least a variation of. Opening a lazy pink eye, Kasai watched as the woman drew a blade. Hmm, it was, on first appearances, about three feet long. Not too long, but certainly not something to scoff about. Waiting for her to actually act, he attempted to guess exactly what it was in the back of his mind. The defensive system would come up soon, though he almost felt like fighting of his own volition--it had been quite some time since Kasai had gained a proper chance to test out the capabilities of this mystical Database, so he'd most likely use this to the fullest. Sighing quietly, he realized that this wouldn't be easy in the slightest.

''I, Tempest Gale, ain't gonna let some punk get away with that!'' Oh? Was that so? Turning his body slightly, Kasai felt himself standing in preparation for a fight--this stance was something simple, he was simply readying himself to defend against whatever would be coming at him. Her name, Tempest Gale? Interesting name--he had not heard it before... then again, there were very few names outside the Iramasha that Kasai had truly experienced, so this was certainly no different to every other new name he'd hear in the world today. ''Fureā shi azayaka tachiagari, Fenikkusu.'' Zanpakutō. That makes life easier to understand. Balling his fists tightly, Kasai smirked. Interesting name, Fenikkusu. Translating it from Japanese, it was most likely 'Phoenix', which meant that it was simply romanized Katakana. Sighing softly, he started to make quick assumptions--what type of Zanpakutō would this be? It would most likely be fire, though he couldn't guess that right off the bat, otherwise it could be dangerous. Closing one eye, he quickly took three steps back as the weapon glowed and changed, turning into something reminiscent of jewellery. A strange release for a Zanpakutō, that was for certain.

''Well, since I gave my name, and before you get barbecued, I guess I should ask yours.'' He chuckled. "I ask that you not be so... cocky... especially with someone like myself. However, I will allow you to know my name. I am Vivae, and my last name is of no importance." He had no need to give his real name right now, since it was possible that she was hunting the Database--unlikely, but possible. A sudden gust of wind blew past them, and Kasai started to quickly line up a few possible combinations of concepts in his mind. It wouldn't be an easy fight. Not by a long shot...