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Hakura was standing on a lone peak in the middle of fucking no where. The sand blurring the sky red , the wind howling like a pack of wolves. It was one of those sand storms which happened in this land of barren silence. For many reasons honestly most of them where not the easiest of things to comprehend, you could say this place was just a huge sand box, if you did? You would be pretty darn accurate, if a sandbox could kill a man anyways. Other then that the wastelands where a place of nothing ontop of nothing, a place of in short extremes. For some people though, it was home sweet home, a place they could kick back and relax. This was one of those nomadic people, who was more monster then man. A man who shone like steel, but at the same time was garbed in a loose fitting garb. One of a wanderer of course , heavy linen that protected one from the biting sandy gales that regularly assaulted this place, in short? It was a garb of desert nomads through and through, while this wasn't the desert perchance it was pretty damned close ergo the clothes.

Now hakura had been slowly emptying his mind going over the days actions. The things that happened ,replaying them in his head for analysis like he was hitting rewind on a DVR. The whole thing maybe took a second or two give or take, but in that time? He focused on his technique as for the most part today had been a training day, a day to practice his own fighting techniques, to build on it and improve. For the most part what he had learned was his timing was off, he had been distracted by something or another today which had reflected on his actions, which was disappointing yet insightful. Hakura knew he still needed to empty his mind more, if he was ever to get better that is. In his mind, emotions and outside thoughts where distracting, the bane of his existence. They did nothing really but slow him down and hinder him from doing his task, which is why he now had closed his eyes and began emptying his mind once more. He Drew in his outside thoughts locking them up to leave only the empty warrior persona. A mirror you could say that acted on instinct.

From there hakura had reverted into what many could say was Dandere Hakura, a personality which was ruthless and at the same time a pain in the ass in battle. In short for now hakura had slowly began to empty himself of the un-needed leaving room for only what would remain which was his fighter persona. For now though he was calm, in a state that was dangerous in its own, because it was instinctual, acting on a seconds notice. . but now he was in his sealed form , not exuding much power, but for the sake of it he found himself rather rotating his muscles and loosening them up getting rid of cramps in those iron bands of his. He was basically winding down, drawing himself into a state of calm, the skies overhead roaring in the wind, the sands ripping across the face of this death trap.

He now had lightly been shifting from side to side. Balance being something he loved toying with, in the grand scheme of things? He was just winding up figuratively and literally allowing more and more of that dandere nature to come out. The world was something that, quite honestly was just here to be here. Not something that was to be messed with, just it was how it was, in the ebb and flow of time- here and now was what mattered. Why be hung up on the past or worry about what will happen in the future? Such things where trivial matters, they had already happened or in the case of the future? It would happen eventually so what would be the purpose in trying to avoid it. What would it serve , how would it help? Everything of course happens for a reason, you don't try to fight your fate, you go through with it. Or that's what he had learned from his zan, what had happened in his inner world, it had shaped him and made him what he was.

So here he was now, the commander of the royal guard for the monsuta was standing up on this pillar not chilling but more or less focusing on what really matters, not quite the present or the future or the past. No he was not one to care about any of this, hakura was just emptying his mind as the winds violently smacked and slapped against his clothes, the sand encasing the once clean clothes with grit and grime. The winds would be akin probably to what a human would call a "Sand Storm" raging out of control and free, it had driven all the other creatures into hiding the denizens of the sands had taken refuge from their nurturing mother- and her wrath. The whole situation was hellish in the simplistic essence of the word, but it was nothing to hakura who just stood within. He found the storm to be nothing more then a light breeze honestly and hardly noticed it. Nor did he honestly care about it though it was just something that was there.

He was also something that was just there, his mind having become a empty shell, able to take in variables quickly and proficiently. So Dandere Hakura just stood within the whirl winds oblivious to the clusterfuck that presently had enshrouded the general vicinity of a half mile. Of course the man had kept his eyes closed exhaling once twice possibly three times, as he was practicing control . . and reviewing the timing of his techniques from his training earlier. They had been off and flawed, needing much more work before they would be able to have the desired effects. He was looking over his techniques rewinding them in his mental DVR machine. Looking over it over and over analyzing his technique and how it was executed. Timing had been off was one of the first things he had honestly noted with any interest, how his timing had been off? That was the one thing that eluded him at this point, and what wouldn't he at this point to give to have something to test it on? He had been devoid of a actual sparring partner for way to long, he was bored with sparring with his Zanpakutō or even practicing in the sands. He wanted something or someone to make the mistake of coming at him, he wanted a fight as stupid as it sounds? Of course Hakura did not want it emotionally , he wanted it from a Logical stand point. Passive training could only get you so far, you had to get into the fray to improve eventually.

Hakura was slowly just standing there though deceptively calm, he was once again drawing in those thoughts and emotions, he was of course just returning to that state of still water. He was returning to his warrior dandere persona and just focusing . .

What would happen next?

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Sun Jan 20, 2013 12:57 pm

Zedas feet pressed against the bike he had created years ago commonly known as Haki! The Haki shot through vast speeds as it picked up the spiritual pressure of a Vizard that wasn’t recorded in the vizard corps database; this alone prompted Zeda to check the suspicious individual to see what was going on the bike shot through ever turn visible on the streets which generated almost burn marks that resonated in the ground but he wasn’t done there as he suddenly applied more pressure in order to maximize the speed of the bike to over three hundred miles per hour. It was the second time that Zeda had visited earth after becoming captain of squad 9 but even still he wanted to meet new individuals in order to widen his information bank! His attire consisted of a clean white shirt that blew back due to the air resistance alongside which he wore brown like trousers that complimented his hair!

As he closed in on his location he dragged the back wheel down in order to slant the bike and skid across the wastelands; the sight was UN-nerving but even still this individual could pose a thread even though he may have been admiring the area for one reason or another. As the bike slid across the ground Zeda reached for a little tube like item that he clenched prior to jumping from the bike; this item would essentially release him from his body in order to allow him to enter his shinigami state. As he jumped out of the vehicle he looked at the opponent and the instant his feet made contact with the ground he smiled as his presence would now be clear to this vizard. Meanwhile the bike slid across the wasteland and stopped around thirty feet east from Zedas current location!

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Something annoying had popped up, riding on a annoying mechanical contraption. Of course it was moving in at fast speeds, so what did he do? He merely selected a pebble, which was rather small but still it would get the job done. What did Hakura do next? He flicked the pebble causing the sand all around to explode down compacting from the shockwave of the mere flick. After that? The pebble had smashed into the ground in front of the bike, with enough force to send it flipping backwards. As the foe jumped? The bike instead of skidding to the side would have caught the man straight in the jaw in a split second. There would be no time to even register, not to say it couldn't be dodged but? From the forward momentum and the bike itself, it was highly likely the fender met face as the bike was flipping easily at a contained speed of mach 4, because of the speed it had been previously moving. Along with the Circular force from the flipping, making the action happen as soon as the foe's feet left the bike, as really? It was all about timing how you did something and even how you reacted. Timing is crucial, which is why next with another flick directing another pebble into the ground?

Well it would cause a fuck fast wave of sand to shoot up, as all those g's and friction of bike on sand? Would cause the gas tank to erupt or the bike to combust. At the very least it would make a superheated condition which would turn the wave into glass as not even 2 seconds after? The third pebble would penetrate the glass wave causing a frag of molten half baked razor fuck sharp glass to literally explode inches from the foe's face which from its timing, would be hard to dodge while recovering from the bike itself. Making it so, if they decided to dodge the bike? There was a extremely fucking high chance of that glass to cause some pretty significant damage. If he tried to dodge the glass? Chances are the current force on the bike well over 6 tons of momentum would whack into the cocky bastard sending them flipping back through the ground like a rag doll. If not? The fourth pebble he had picked up would probably then hit him. As it was fired within the two others, hidden by the attacks. Now what would this fourth pebble do?

Well, the fourth pebble would go through the tank and the glass, moving much faster then the others it was hidden well within the storm, but again if they where focusing on the other attacks? They probably would not discern this one, unless they could move over mach 5 on the drop of a hat. Because of execution, there zero to maybe possibly alittle above zero time to use a technique to dodge. And now if this fourth pebble had worked? it would flicker and rip through the left ear, puncturing the ear drum, and flying out the other side in a split second, of course that would unbalance the foe, making them probably if they had been indeed hit, fall over, or have a hard time standing.

Next? Well next what would have happened was the 5th pebble, which was flicked after the fourth and again if he was trying to dodge the others? The chances where he would not see this one, which was flicked at an angle so it banked and came in from the side, and again, this was all executed so fast, anyone would be hard pressed to somehow just avoid them, because this pebble if he was trying to focus on the others? Would most likely hit his right Elbow right in the socket, and pray tell if it did? It would break the bone causing the joint to be fucked up, and probably either insanely painful to use, or impossible to use at all. While that one and the shit storm was going on? well, to further add to the confusion those strikes had stirred up the sand hitting key spots disrupting the sand itself, making it so that? The sand that had been hit would be bouncing up and down down and up side to side and actually would be considerably dangerous as hell. As the longer these pebbles where raining in? The more violent it was getting, spikes of sand bouncing up and down from all angles , and again in the flurry there would be the disadvantage of being in the air.

And pray tell if he was focusing on dodging all these? There was the 6th pebble which was fired probably not even 2 seconds from the 5th, which had bounced off the sand which was vibrating from nearly every angle, moving insanely fast of course, it would go towards the foe's foot, where the pebble would merely be a ploy, as of course he he looked down for a second, there was the shit storm that was occurring above from the heat and so fourth from all this friction. Making it so that this was rather like a cage, the sand in the air by now was heated to glass, and bouncing in a spherical manner within this assault, so if they where focusing on everything else? Chances are the lacerations would get them, and from this? The seventh pebble was on its way a second from the 6th, having bounced off the 6th pebble, it would really be aimed towards the other ear drum, moving again at a speed which would if he had been focusing on dodging, been near impossible to avoid. So if he was focusing on the seventh? His foot would be impaled by the 6th pebble, severing the tendon and fucking up the movement, the movement which was supposed to be taking place. But anyways while that was going on?

The 8th pebble was on its way, being the hardest flicked so far, it literally drug the wind with it, heating up from the friction with the earths atmosphere, making it like a mini meteorite the force within it? Well, within this friction filled sandy air? It was like a frag, bringing with it microscopic lancets of glass, which if he had been focusing on avoiding at this point? The lancets which where bouncing off the glass particles and sand? Would probably be slicing through him, and if he dodged the lancets? There was a good chance the outside area would have hit him, the sand which was pitching had by now a glass like quality to it, making it a very painful impact if that where to occur.
But pray tell if that was avoided? The Disruption would make it so they wouldn't even have enough time to probably use a spiritual or physical technique, from the disruption of motion in the beginning, having been the set up, and if they had avoided that? all the following would catch them highly likely to catch them too.

Anyways after that there was the 9th pebble which was flicked a half second from the previous and where was he getting these pebbles? Well from those flicks? the sand in the air had been smashed to the point of forming these insanely hard pebbles, turning the sandstorm into a weapon you could say. But right now that's besides the point, back to the 9th pebble. When flicked it would spin bouncing off the fender of the back wheel going through the center of the bike in a split second, and if he had been focusing on the front attack? This one would have hit his left knee penetrating the tendon and shooting out the front, since if he had somehow dodged the rest? Each where meant to divert attention subtly and effectively, because of the disruption this attack was extremely effective, and if he had tried dodging each one? This one would be highly likely to hit its mark, and if he looked behind him to dodge it?

Well the thing was, within this attack hakura had subtly cast the inverse mountain crystal bakudo 73, the Kidō itself though? It was effectively placed to hide within the sand storm, and from the previous attacks? Chances are they would have yet to notice it. Carefully Hakura had kept his reishi low setting it up within the attacks, But now the 10th pebble was on its way, having hidden in the shadow of all the chaos it would bounce around having of course after hiding ? It would have been going for the only elbow or joint that hadn't been hit, and if he had at this point tried to do something stupid, like perchance trying to avoid the ninth? There was a pretty good chance the 10th pebble would find its mark fucking him up further. This all though was a ploy , because he via after incantation had set up a pencil like mark and while doing this, his mouth detached from his other actions? Had been muttering the Kidō incantation under his breath

"Oh mighty seraphim, in the heavens high above
Shine your divine ray down to the earth, bringing forth justice through destruction."
Hadō 72 - Chimeiteki.

And the kicker would be? Those flicks served as him pointing, so amidst the destruction? Well a red pencil thin line drew down from the sky, hiding within the sand storm, of course the foe would have been some kind of freaking genius to even discern it within the scattering sands. Of course while this all was going on he had flicked the 11th pebble which had bounced through the inverse mountain crystal, before it shut, after that? The mountain itself which was simply hidden effectively within the sand storm became the ping pong bounce for the eleven no 12 pebbles, as he had changed up a split second having done a hakuda technique which had insane force to it, making the 12th easily slip in the barrier as it shut.

Of course though surprise would make it extremely hard to even have gotten out of this, and more then that, the distraction factor, since there was just so much everywhere? It would be a serious thing to consider, making it not only extremely hard to focus on any one thing , let alone be able to dodge everything and of course another thing? The way the first strike had found itself to be set up, made it pretty dang hard to dodge. with the air whipping everywhere and howling being the muffler or silencer for the pebbles launches made it also very fucking hard to hear it coming in the first place. But to add to the confusion? The speed, itself would pick up pebbles increasing or doubling into a rain of shrapnel, and in short? Everything inside that little inverse mountain crystal ? Would have at least doubled, becoming smaller harder to pin point chunks. This would make it so that even if they had managed to dodge up to now? That they would probably no very likely be fucked over by the shrapnel as it increased. Of course if they dodged the increase, they would ultimately break into smaller chunks, adding to the haze of the sand storm.

To add on though, as unlikely as it would seem if they had managed to avoid it? The heat had gradually cluster fucked the sand in a good radius, making it so that well? Even though hakura may not have felt it, the sand was now razor sharp projectiles which pinged around in the air, so it was probably worse outside then inside, While this was all true, hakura had also not even began to get started, and had used to actions of the foe against them, not exactly having a plan, hell no the dude just acted. Which is something that made this that much harder to avoid because well? Because it was just a reaction he had not thought about it, he acted reflexively using that mentality his zan had drilled into his head. Of course also hakura had other means he was holding in reserve instinctually he reflexively had done this, in short making it not only insanely hard to tell it was about to happen? But the abruptness of it would be split second, making it pretty hard to tell it was coming.

Now then, after all that even the surrounding area was affected the sound waves and friction? Had caused the sand which was very much so a source like an amplifier for vibrations, to vibrate. Basically making the area around him, just plain stupid to traverse, so that the sand was just as dangerous if not more dangerous then the attack inside, due to the immediate after affects. In short it made for a hellish contraption, case closed.

Even after all this though, hakura would be able to break off at a seconds notice, due to he acted on instinct not planning. He didn't think, he reacted in a split second which is why this attack would not only be hard to dodge? But just plain near improbable to dodge, for the very reasons explained above. . .

Training was always training.

Case closed.

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Mon Jan 21, 2013 7:44 am

As Zeda feet pushed off the bike a solid item struck the ground in front of the bike which lead it to a tumble which was rather close to striking Zedas jaw line; as he witnessed the sudden flip of the vehicle he had little amount of time to mentally correspond the movement of the bike but almost instinctively his left hand extended with vast amount of force in order to strike the bike away from his body and land successfully. Meanwhile, as the pressure of the bike struck Zedas fist he knocked the metal item that he held within his hands into the side if his body which instantly knocked him out of his real body and into his shinigami state; however rather unfortunately his real body began descending towards the ground as levels of sand shot up into the atmosphere! However the friction generated by the movement of the bike wasn’t enough to convert the sand into glass with the hover engines quickly stabilizing to prevent contact with the ground at which point Zedas body struck the ground below.

Suddenly as a barrage of random pebbles shot towards Zeda he quickly whispered, “Sekienton” Which sent a burst of red smoke around his body in order to prevent the opponent from fully seeing where the pebbles were heading; furthermore as the red smoke grew thicker Zeda began suppressing his spiritual pressure in order to hide his movement although if the opponent was good at sensing an opponent’s spiritual pressure they would without a doubt detect his next movements. An instant later a blue ball formed behind Zedas hand which was the bakudo commonly known as Repulse; without hesitation he raised his hand up at the pebble that was heading towards his left ear, the moment it made contact the pebble shot back a few feet before it could do any real damage to Zedas body! As he blocked the pebble from making contact he performed flash step; over the past few years his flash step had improved rather dramatically especially after training with both the flash goddess and the fastest person he had ever met: His uncle Shadin.

As he vanished he simply reappeared around the area that the pebble had shot forth from; as he reached the designated location his left hand reached to his waist in order to flick the Zanpakutō out of its sheath. Without time to spare he swung the Zanpakutō in an upwards arc this swing alone had all of Zedas weight behind it but alongside the momentum of the speed he was traveling at the cut would be rather deep which was designated to cut the chest diagonally upwards and cut the face along the way! But he wasn’t quite done there as the surprised movements of his opponent angered him in some way; as the Zanpakutō swung in an upwards arc with his left hand, his right hand flicked two fingers outwards the shot a condense blue ray of lighting that would likely pierce through the opponents bone structure and tissue upon contact with the man’s torso!

Suddenly Zeda lowered down in order to generate elastic potential within his legs which he used to spring up rather quickly just above the opponents shoulder line in order piece through the air resistance and strike the man straight under his chin; this effectively would knock his teeth together and force his head to go backwards. The attack alone was concentrated into the point of his knee and combined with the force of gravity which would likely be equivalent to being hit with a sledge hammer! Now that Zeda was somewhat satisfied he performed flash step back to his original body where he sheathed the blade and picked the body up at which point he flash stepped over to the bike in order to safely deliver the body back home simply because it would make everything much easier; with that in mind Zeda approached the bike at which point a wave of thin red light began its trajectory towards Zeda; instantly his fixed back onto his opponent as he placed the body onto the bike and clicked a button in order to redirect it to the Yuudeshi Manner. As the bike set off the deadly rays began crashing down to earth which would deal damage to both Zeda and the opponent but with the effect of the Kidō in mind Zeda quickly called out “Danku” , this generated a square box above Zedas head which lead him to adjusting his body so that its parallel to the box; this would prevent the Kidō from doing any harm to him as it struck the earth incinerating everything it came in contact with making this seem like a cataclysmic but luckily there was no other person in the waste lands so Zeda didn’t have to worry about saving any civilians although he wondered if his bike got away from the blast safely. Moments after the passing of the attack Zedas eyes stared at this opponent as he clenched his fist and looked at his opponent as he began to speak out to him,

“One bright day in middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A def police man who heard the noisee,
Woke up and shot the two dead boys.
If you dont believe this lie is true,
Ask the blind man he saw it too.”

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Tsukiyubi Tessho, was the custom technique hakura used to stop the first swing, It was a combination of both thrust fingers and iron palm. What happened was the fingers themselves had slid around the first strike, which was given away from not only the speed? but the common sense, if the foe had dodged it a warrior would do nothing less but come in for a surprise attack. What the foe probably didn't know was simple. He had no thought reaction time, he just reacted which is what made this whole ordeal work in the first place. Also another thing? The force itself would be rather interesting in the essence of it, by using thrust fingers he had slid over the blade as it swung in its upward path. Using Tessho? He had clamped down the blade smacking into the famous iron palm, the only difference? It was used as a sword stopper the pads digging into the tip of the blade all his friction and spikey carapace causing the blade to ultimately stop as the timing? It was spot on, he had moved with the foe mirroring the action with his calm thoughtless demeanor. He was a mirror, reflecting and reacting without thought, instinct. Anyways the swing? It would have rammed into his hand being stopped in its tracks as something else happened. If was a counter although he had not yet began to offensive.

It would be only a quick moment in time but, the pencil beam from earlier would have expanded creating a 30meter shockwave from the epicenter this shockwave? It would pull up the sand causing a massive tsunami of molten glass shooting out, of course well? It would be interesting as the shockwave blasted past them in a mile radius, this foe would either have to do one of two things, let go of the sword or hold on to his sword and take it like a man, either way he pulled out another prospective which was shifting into shikai speaking the words "Release the guardian angel" In a quick murmur amidst the shockwave basically He combined then punch unrestricted but using it in a yank on the blade he had caught in a split second, pulling it back with enough strength to hurl a small destroyer, while he applied just as much force into a forward punch with his free hand. saying ikkotsu or single bone, the hakuda technique was being used in his free fist going forward, if it hit chances are? he would have been sent careening back if he hadn't at the last second opened his palm and said calmly.

"Weapons are not the tool of a hand to hand fighter, if you want to fight me . . Do so with your fists not your blade"

After that Hakura had done something baffling because he had reigned in enough to show compassion, he wanted to fight this one, but not at their current level he hated blades a man settled things with their fists, which is why he released the blade looking on his opponent, with a slight smile on his face. He was interested in this one, and he if he could would love to make a new friend out of him. The foe had talent, and other then that? He most certainly could handle himself, it would be a shame to mercilessly beat him into the ground. Not to mention? He was fast too, even hakura mentally knew that if he hadn't been moments before in dandere? He'd have been hit hard by that attack, the force itself was no laughing matter either. It may have not looked it, but he was developing a slight cut and bruises ontop of bruises inside his iron hide in the hand he used to block the attack. So he had done something he had never really done, he had seen the possibility of a strong opponent someone that could possibly one day surpass himself in strength and power, someone who actually deserved to be called a warrior.

In short it was not the time to crush this one, in all actuality hakura felt like giving him a few pointers, so after the blast there would be a good huge crater but other then that? Hakura had smiled not a smile that was of emotions, since you see he had none of thoughs. But one of a wistfulness which was purely logical. He wanted to see how this one would turn out, how his life would spell out in the future. In short? He saw now no point in fighting him, which is why he did something which probably could have got him killed, he held out his hand Open palm reverting from shikai. He spoke slowely making sure that his opponent would hear and understand every word.

"What is your name? Its not every day, I meet someone who deserves to live. I myself am Hakura Hanaguro Commander of the monsuta's Royal Guard. and I am happy to meet you."

Hakura had said speaking the truth, and having been looking up at the sky exhaled once more, his muscles relaxing in the heat of the moment. He was becoming calm slipping out of his dandere state. Because he had found someone interesting , someone worth actually training with. It is hard to explain but fellow warriors should know the feeling well, being able to judge a persons worth and character from the first attack and how they respond to it. This one had done exceptionally well, in the grand gist of things and who knows? Maybe he would turn into someone interesting. Now Hakura had looked up and began turning away the open handed handshake? It turned into a thumbs up, as hakura spoke slowly walking away,

"Get strong my friend , maybe we will cross paths again. And when we do, no sword bull shit, lets settle this with our fists, ill be looking forward to it'

Now he began walking into the sands .. .

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Mon Jan 21, 2013 12:00 pm

As the final barrage stopped and Zeda came to the end of his sentence he heard his opponent call out to him rather inquisitively "What is your name? Its not every day, I meet someone who deserves to live. I myself am Hakura Hanaguro Commander of the monsuta's Royal Guard. and I am happy to meet you." at which point Zedas facial expression changed to a simple yet blank stare; it was rather weird to get complimented by an opponent but either way Zeda lowered his body back onto the ground as he blinked, at which point the severing void above his head vanished out of sight. Zeda blink once again as he stretched and replied to the opponent, “Hakura; cool name! Am Zeda Yuudeshi – Captain of the Gotei 13; Nice to meet you too!” His voice seemed rather calm and understanding but the tension in his shoulders suddenly loosened although he kept his guard up in case the opponent attempted a counter attack or tried to deceive him in some way!

Without hesitation Zeda walked over to the sight where he Zanpakutō laid from the previous collision with his opponent; as he walked the opponent spoke out once again, "Get strong my friend , maybe we will cross paths again. And when we do, no sword bull shit, lets settle this with our fists, ill be looking forward to it' at which point the individual rotated his body and began walking away from Zeda. Almost three seconds later Zeda finally approached the Zanpakutō which was when he replied to the man who didn’t seem like much of an opponent at this point in time, “Hold up – Can’t leave yet” this time his voice seemed rather loud just so that his opponent could hear him clearly as he spoke out; as he spoke he sheathed his Zanpakutō and picked the air in one sense or another that created a rip where Zeda stored his Zanpakutō, from Zedas angle it was visible that another, larger Zanpakutō was within this rip and attached to a handle like item, next to it laid another handle thus without time to waste Zeda removed his sheath from his waist ribbon and placed the Zanpakutō into the rip.

As he spoke out to the vizard he twisted his wrists several times in order to relax the muscles that were dormant with in his arms at which point he moved onto stretching his shoulders and legs whilst awaiting a reply from the individual that was walking away from Zeda. After all maybe this man could help Zeda improve his Hakuda a bit!

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Mon Jan 21, 2013 12:17 pm

Reiatsu something crushing entered the area the ground cracked before his presence as he entered this zone, the Captain of a squad was coming. His white haori hung on his shoulders. The One Armed Monster of the Gotei 13 was arriving on the seen, no women nor drink would settle him. His eyes focused in on the two, the coal black eyes examining them. A single arm was on his person, not much of a hakuda user however. His skills with swordsmanship were considerably good. Some believed he already had some hand to hand skills that would be something to see. Though he seemed to keep to his own sword, his lips still held a grin as he carried a huge bottle of sake with him. He'd been drinking it seemed, though he didn't seem to care about these two. His eyes looked right at Zeda, almost looking through the male's being as he stared a hole in him. His eyes shifting slowly to the other, they seemed to be enjoying themselves but this was quite an interesting situation. Treason perhaps, no not really by the looks of it.

"So..Zeda-san, I see you are out here causing something of ruckus..Captains will get in trouble often for such actions..I am not one to bother with such issues, ah making the sake taste bad with all this..so..anyone want to explain themselves, before I let loose..I've got the time after all." Not many would understand the male's words, though the one sentence about cutting loose should of rung clear. He set down the sake bottle, which weighed several hundred pounds, not including the sake in it. His hand softly touched his Zanpakutō, he was considered one of the stronger members. Fairly new to the Gotei 13, but the idea of a good fight was starting to amuse him even more. Women, Sake, and Fighting were some of the best things on this reality that people could come across.

"So, let's hear it I take it you two have a good reason for your actions...Zeda-san, you should know better..You already know the lecture, you and I will be getting later on."

Damien the monster at the end of the book, he was the thing most Captains knew a little about. But one thing was certain a man with one arm doesn't get a Captains position for political reasons. He was chosen for his ferocity and strength, also another skill of his. He glanced at Zeda now, he was a newer Captain as well. This was getting fairly interesting as he looked on with somewhat of a grin, perhaps he would just beat them both up and take them in. Not really his thing though, for these two though. He would most likely need to access his Shikai's extra strength it offered him. His sword waited almost begging for a reason to be drawn. He wasn't like other swordsman, he could make the smallest dagger feel like a claymore coming down. So his punches wouldn't be a joke either most likely. They would come with such force that bones would break if they were hit. His haroi blew in the breeze along with his red hair. The One Armed Monster was ready for his fun now, he smirked waiting on these two would be interesting.

Mon Jan 21, 2013 1:26 pm

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Hakura, had stopped when the person zeda was it? Had asked him too, but then sadly yet another complication. A man or a drunk with a mild amount of spiritual pressure had shone up and was in the way so to speak, so he had once more slid into shikai why you may ask? Well he was going to fix up this ignorant bastards attitude true he wasn't fast but what he was? Hakura was strong, intensely so which is why he had at this point cleared his mind, and as his body seemed to steam as he now had tightening one muscle given the new arrival a warning, something which probably would make him understand if not? He would just get him out of the way, hakura was not in the mood, he was interested in zeda sure, but who ever the hell this other guy was? He could go and fall into a hole.

So of course Hakura contracting his muscles once more used punch unrestricted but as well? He used a variation hakuda technique Ikkotsu Raioken , or Single bone Thunder king fist. which was not an official hakuda technique but instead a combination of two. Ikkotsu and Raioken, which allowed for a single devastatingly fast punch but instead of a punch? Hakura moved it in a back swipe causing the sand and air to explode outward literally causing the sands to rise up exploding up as it was forced from the recesses of the ground. In this way? Enough force to punt the titanic was exuded and used to shoot all this debri from the ground. Creating what could be thought to be a massive cavernous hole in the ground. While? At the same time it generated a thunderclapping roar, with a debri shockwave to boot. Which would mess up the sands pretty well, causing new sandunes to form in the weak sandy environment, to be frank? The force of the attack was enough to cause shifting.

Now hakura slowly looked back to zeda and spoke to the new arrival. His voice was dangerous, if words could kill? They way he spoke would cause massacre's due to just how cold it really sounded to people that didn't know him. Of course he was fitting of that kind of tone, but what he said next was rather simple, but at the same time? each single word was said with brutal honesty, as hakura did not tell lies. He was a man of his word, which is one of the things honestly? That made him something to watch out for , right now he was in a no nonsense mood with a new arrival who had came and then went off and talked like hot stuff. Well that shit, was not the kind of thing hakura put up with, so sure he didn't directly attack the foe because well? The way he talked to this zeda person, they could be comrades. It really was a fucking mess the Commander had gotten himself into, but he was seriously getting to the danger point of his patience.

"You there I don't know who you are, at fucking all. But I Am Hakura Commander of the Royal Guard of the Monsuta, and you are on OUR turf so why don't you explain yourself? And you better choose your words carefully, I don't take to kindly to late arrivals who are egotistical cluster-fucks and one more thing, get rid of that bottle of god knows what, It smells like urinary shit"

With that said hakura once more turned his attention to zeda, of course all the while he kept this "other" in his peripheral vision, making sure they where not going to try any funny shit because frankly? He just was only here still because zeda had piqued his interest. So, with that said he spoke directly to Zeda this time, his voice holding a reasonable tone, as he inquired.

"So, did you want something ?"

now all that was left was to wait for zeda's answer.

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Mon Jan 21, 2013 2:32 pm

As Zeda placed his Zanpakutō into the void another spiritual pressure entered the vicinity; a spiritual pressure that Zeda could easily identify as the captain of squad 7. This individual was a lethal shinigami who’s skills makes him one of the strongest of the thirteen captains of the gotei 13. As the man entered the area Zeda knew that this indeed looked rather traitorous but either way Zeda simply tilted his head to one side and listen to the captain as he spoke;

"So..Zeda-san, I see you are out here causing something of ruckus..Captains will get in trouble often for such actions..I am not one to bother with such issues, ah making the sake taste bad with all this..so..anyone want to explain themselves, before I let loose..I've got the time after all." It was true that captains weren’t allowed to wreak havoc within the living world even if it was in a waste land such as this but the man wasn’t done speaking as he carried on, "So, let's hear it I take it you two have a good reason for your actions...Zeda-san, you should know better..You already know the lecture, you and I will be getting later on." Zedas simply smiled rather friendly as he looked at the captain; his sight switched from the sake bottle back to the captain as he rotated his body only to hear the individual that belonged to the monsuta speaking, "You there I don't know who you are, at fucking all. But I Am Hakura Commander of the Royal Guard of the Monsuta, and you are on OUR turf so why don't you explain yourself? And you better choose your words carefully, I don't take to kindly to late arrivals who are egotistical cluster-fucks and one more thing, get rid of that bottle of god knows what, It smells like urinary shit" at which point the individual shot towards the captain but Zeda flash stepped in the trajectory of the commander and knocked the shot out wide although all the opponent would see was a blur this was simply to prevent hassle between the two individuals at which point Zeda began to talk.

“Good to see you Damien-Taichou: This individual was caught on my radar whilst I was cruising on my bike; usually I can identify the spiritual pressure but this time it seemed different so when I came to investigate and I found this guy – Anyway he was about to leave but he seemed to have skill in close combat which is something am currently improving at… ” The moment Zeda finished talking his eyes flickered from one area to another at which point he rotated his body so he could look at both the captain and the monsuta commander in order to predict any conflict that may take place!

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Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:31 pm

Damien would of most likely attacked back however the creature was fortunate for what the other young Captain had done. The remark about his drink wasn't needed, he listened to the Captain taking in everything. He rubbed at his jaw now, thinking softly at what was going on and taking in each feature of the two. The shikai perhaps of this one, his sword seemed to have some interesting powers. However in someways it would of perhaps had an Achilles heel he would see that later most likely. He allowed the fellow Captain to speak, for the man already knew for coming out here without warrant they were in trouble. Damien kept a grin, he couldn't be phased by such well the vizards remarks it seemed. They were completely void to him, the creature was too youthful reminded him of himself when he was child. When he lost his arm, Damien nodded his head understanding the desire of Zeda-san better. So that was what this was all about, it was interesting enough the two perhaps just were going to be rivals.

"I see, close range I would of suggested myself or Zeraki-san for such things. What have stumbled upon is a vizard Zeta-san, though I am sure you are familiar with them to some degree. I know little, but think of them as beings who get a hollows mask to put on or remove when they desire..." Damien smiled softly now as he looked on at the boys and shrugged his shoulders. "Oh Vizard-san, I would suggest cooling off your temper I am not one for such hasty things, but let me show you something..just to let you see the world for what it is better.." Damien hadn't even tapped into his reiatsu's huge nature when he cracked the ground, he was just not doing anything truthfully. No form of the color could be seen, he slowly pulled his Zanpakutō free. Walking away from the two, he gave his sword a swing. He divided the earth for what seemed like miles with a single swing of his sword now, he then sheathed the weapon. The depth of the hole one could see the cut had gone deep into ground, this was just strength and power. Damien hadn't even tapped the surface some could see this clearly.

He walked away leaving the two to look at what a single swing with a slight amount of reiatsu tapped into. " If you want to train, train both your bodies and mind alike. For without both you will never succeed, this doesn't mean Kidō or ceros if they aren't your thing..Train your mind on ways to adapt and become better..Well I am going to head back now, I've made my mark and will tell them it was simply a training session.."

Damien had sheathed his sword, the cut would of divided the mountains, he made sure not to aim at the creatures or life forms, he was good enough that he could tell where the people were. This was simply a show to let the young Vizard and Zeda-san see something, he wanted them to understand that growth came in many ways. His swordsmanship was strong, dangerously strong. Though if people weren't careful it could easily be pointed out that this wasn't the only weapon in his arsenal of weapons. Damien held secrets that only the Captain Commander and few knew about. Damien had sheathed the sabre Zanpakutō with a click and began to walk away, grabbing up his sake bottle. He was also quite fast, the male however didn't have speed in great amounts.

What he did have was power, ruthlessly strong amounts of it to make even bigger impacts with his sword then should of been possible. "I'll inform them you are training with a sparing partner Zeda-san..Just leave out the information about Vizard-san, don't need the trouble that would come with it. as for my display think of it this way, I am not the strongest monster in this world..I am just one of many." With that Damien used a flash step seeming to vanish from sight. He'd gotten himself ready to leave, he'd gotten the information desired. And broke up this little fight, leaving themw ith food for thought. The giant sword crater he made in the ground, this was Damien's way of telling them to grow not just in fighting skills.

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