Long walk was long

Thu Aug 19, 2010 7:22 am

Urufu Tatsumaki

He had walked to Florence. Not even joking. Urufu was in Karakura town when Kokushibyou directed him towards a very powerful Vizard even the demons in hell recognized. Pinpointing his reiatsu (which was very difficult), Urufu began to levitate. A simple platform under him let him rise into the air. After he was in the air, he began walking. Step after step, 20,000 feet in the air on another platform, the one behind him disappearing. He felt no cold. He felt no wind. He could see just fine. He heard perfectly. The best part, was he felt no fatigue. It took him nearly

It had taken him 13 days. That was without a single break. No thirst scratched at his rotting esophogus. No hunger gnawed in the pit of his cold stomach. No sleep begged in his ever-open eyelids. He was, essentially, the perfect traveler. No boredom haunted his mind. Urufu Tatsumaki was a Ziamichi, a vessel of the demon Kokushibyou. He kept him occupied during the travels. Stories of glory and valor of Kushi's past, his time in hell, his reign over an army of demons a Hell's master puppeteer. It was all glorious. It also gave Urufu confidence. Urufu's master plan would soon be revealed, but only to those who asked. He wasn't going to flaunt it around, just in case someone told...Him, and his plans were thwarted.

A burst of reiatsu every day or so sent the ice forming on his blueing flesh spiralling towards the ground. He payed no attention to it. Unblinking, his silver eyes watched the skies perfectly, his platforms never wavering. He had quite a bit of reiatsu, but that wasn't a problem. He wasn't stupid. Every time a platform of reishi disappeared, it wasn't just fading into the wind. It was being absorbed back into his being. In essence, he wasn't using any reiatsu for this amazing feet.

Finally, he had made it to Italy. Spending a day in a hotel to 'rest and recover', aka dispose of his worn out corpse, find a new body, reshape it to fit his original form, and get used to it. Flipping his now-red hair out of his silver eyes, he watched TV for the night, finalizing his plans with Kokushibyou. When dawn rolled in, he checked the blinking led lights of the alarm clock beside his bed. Leaving, he 'payed the bill' by possessing the innkeeper for a brief moment and checking himself off as payed, he began his search for Sho, the most powerful Vizard he had heard of.

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