Keep moving forwards.

Grave found himself at a loss for what he was going to do now. He had completed what he had set out to do and became more and more lost within the thoughts of his past. It had been many years sense he had completed his task and he has simply wondered around aimlessly for many years. To be honest he had forgotten just how long he had been walking around. He found himself woundering into some woods. Though he had no idea where he was he really did not care. He still found himself bound to a way of thinking that he had from before he had died. Though in more ways then one he knew he could not return to that even if he wanted to. The group had fell apart and to him he was not sure if they held the morals they once did anymore.

He also had to worry about the new name that he was given as well. He was no longer able to use the name he once had. Ever sense the day he was reborn he went by the name grave. Ever so often though if he had to speak to say his name he would say the wrong name out of a habbit of saying his real name. Shakeing his head he tried to push all the thoughts out of his head but they just kept coming back. It was like a bad dream that he could never really wake up from. The more he thought about the past and all that he had done. The more he could not help but wish that he could go back and reverse it all as well.

Giving a soft sigh the chains that where wraped arround his arm gently rattled as his arms moved from side to side as he took his first new step forwards again. The odd looking coffin like item gently moved along with his legs as he walked forwards. He had no idea where he would go now. Heck he did not even know if there was anywhere he possibly could even go. But he was determined to find a place so that he could move on. Not only for his sake but so that he could make a place to pay a tribute to all those who had died because of him along the road of termoil he had walked to get to where he was today.

The female shinigami stood in a small clearing in the woods, her hands held out in front of her. Her blonde hair was pulled back in to a ponytail, except for her bangs which she allowed to hang loosely on either side of her face. Her silver eyes narrowed in concentration, her face set in determination. For the most part she seemed to be wearing the standard shinigami robes, but there were two differences visible right now. On her legs she wore metal boots, like those of a knight, instead of the normal sandals. Her sleeves had been pushed back a little, revealing the metal bracers on her arms.

"Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and tear out your own throat! Bakudo 9, Hōrin!"

As the orange hued tendrils erupted from her left hand, moving to wrap around a tree at the edge of the clearing, the woman had already moved on to her next Kidō.

"Hadō 11, Tsuzuri Raiden!"

Electricity charged up in her left hand, flowing down the previous Kidō, the tree erupting in a burst of electricity. The electricity died down as the rope like Kidō dissipated. The female shinigami lowered her hands, she didn't seem tired at all. In fact, she seemed to have not been affected at all, and she just paced back and forth a bit before standing still, lining up to practice on another tree.

Grave could hear the words spoken in the distance as he gently tilts his head to one side. He had decided to go ahead and see what all the noise was about. Upon reaching the sorce of the noise he gently pushed his glasses up as he stared at the person attacking a tree. He had no idea what the tree's had done to the person before him but he was rather curious to find out. Walking up to the person the chains wrapped around his arm's would continue to rattle the entire time he was walking towards the one before him. He stared at the person as he soon pointed at the tree's. his body language in general seemed would seem to be saying. What did the tree's do against you? The confused look on his face seemed to ask the same thing. He never actually said a word though he was pretty sure his message should have gotten across all the same though. soon after he could not help but think something else that his body would possibly have said louder then his words could ever have. is it that you just do not like tree's?

He was not ready to actually speak to the person though his body had a tendency of saying what he was thinking without him actually speaking. He took in a deep breath and let out a soft sigh as he closed his only good eye. Many people thought he looked funny sense he was pretty much dressed up in a strange cowboy looking style of outfit. though he really did not care what other's thought of him in the slightest.

The rattling of the chains was really annoying, and it was messing with Kristya's concentration. Lowering her hand, she turned to face the man, then raised her hand towards him, an irritated look on her face.

"Bakudo 4, Hainawa"

The energy rope flew towards the man, attempting to crawl around his arms and binding them in place. After that Kristya would turn back to the tree, hoping that the low level Kidō would be enough to stop those chains from rattling around.

"Hadō 4, Byakurai "

The bolt of lightning fired at the tree, crackling through it before dying out. With that Kristya turned around, walking away from the area. When she got to the edge of the clearing, she turned back, remembering the man. Looking at him quizzically, she asked the question that was now bugging her.

"What do you want from me? Couldn't you see I was busy training? Those chains around your arms are a pain in the ass you know, more annoying then anything else I've ever seen."

grave stared at the lady as she turned to look to him. Tilting his head to one side he kept his focus on the lady before him. a soft smile would soon cross over his lips untill the lady started to say something. His head soon returned to its upright position as he slowly jumped two his left and bearly managed to avoid the bakudo ropes as a soft sigh escaped his lips. He kinda figured his body language would not be ebough on one to lazy to actually keep looking at him.

Do you hate trees or did that one just look at you wrong?

He stated pointing to the tree as his head turned to the side again. He did not really want anything though it would be clear that he was mostly curious as to what the tree did that got the girl so intent on training on it. Why the tree and not something more practical like a practice dummy or soemthing? It was clear that his intent was purely curiosity. Though he failed to reach his glasses in time to push them back up on his nose. As the glasses fell his left eye would be clearly visable now. Or at least the spot where his left eye should have been. Where his left eye once was there was nothing left but a patch of indented skin covering the eye socket and a large scar that went up and down the patch of skin over and under the eye socket. Besides is it not lame to be doing a training exercise in an area like this anyway. He did not speak this though his body would scream it as he gently moved his arms around to show off the area. in a way to him it was a waste of such a nice area to be destroying or seemingly trying to destroy the tree's there.

or are you simply a tree hater insteed of lover?

He asked curiously though many would take his serious thoughts at a joke sense his voice would sound soft and timid. It would seem as if it was obvious this male did not speak all that often and or rarely thought he needed to actually speak. though some never take his words or him seriously considering how his voice and his outfit really did not mix together at all. If anyone knew anything about mafia history his real name would be marked in history books though the books would mark him as haveing died many years ago. Though sense he does from time to time slip up on introductions his true name may slip out of his lips from time to time if his mind was woundring. though for the time being he was lucky enough to not have to worry about that though. The chains would slightly rattle as the coffin looking item behind him moved along with his arms.

You really should leave the trees in peace. They deserver that much.

"You know, you're really being a pain. Are you trying to pick a fight, or are you just completely oblivious?"

This man was starting to get on Kristya's nerves a bit, and she really didn't like dealing with him. Sighing, she drew her sword, turning to the man.

"Well, I guess you probably wouldn't mind being my sparring partner, would you? I mean, it would save a bunch of those trees you seem so protective of."

Kristya waited for the man's answer, if he answered in the affirmative, she would charge him, slashing out with her sword. She would then follow up with a chant.

" Bakudo 4, Hainawa!"

She would let the Kidō rope fly at her opponent before coming in with a downward slash before backing off, getting some room between her and her opponent.

However, if he refused, she would sheath her sword, then turn her palm towards him.

"Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and tear out your own throat! Bakudo 9, Hōrin! Bakudo 4, Hainawa! Hadō 1, Shō!"

She let the two Kidō ropes fire towards the man, attempting to bind him, and then have the Hadō spell push him in to a tree or something. If she succeeded, she would give him a last look, then open her mouth.

"Leave me alone, I don't have time for this."

With that, she would turn back to her Kidō practice.

So you are a tree hater. Fine suppose it will not hurt.

He stated as he made what looked like a light jump though he ended up doing a half spin and landed behind the shinigami that had just tried to bind him. as soon as the sword came swinging downwards at him he had already takeing his guns out of their holster's. He then proceeded to use one of them to block the attack and the second one would be instinctively moved to aim at his targets gut. pulling the trigger a highly condensed burst of reiatsu energy would shoot fourth from the gun. The burst would shoot out of the weapon as a beam of blue energy that if it hit its mark it would shoot into the person possibly pushing them either back a few feet or push them back forcesully before explodeing a few seconds later.

grave would then quickly put his guns back in their holsters before moveing the coffin attached to his arms in such a way to where it was moved to hisleft side. As soon as it started to move a light would glow upon one of the eye's on the coffin. as soon as it did a gun handle would seem to appear out of nowhere. Taking the coffins gun handle he would pull down on the trigger causeing a multiple rapid fire burst of condenced blue reiatsu spiritual power orbs to shoot out from the coffin. There was a burst of 6 shots and all six were aimed at the target before him. they were not as strong as the handguns but even at about half their power hit with enough and you will feel the burn soon enough.

I am brand...... no i am grave now. He almost sliped up on his name. Cause he knew if anyone knew of his past that would be bad sense for the time being he felt like a normal human. Though he was no longer normal by any form of human standards anymore.

Kristya whispered as she felt the gun press against her skin.

“Heaven's Element - Shielding Light.”

A soft white glow surrounded her as she felt the blast push against her. It did force her a few feet away from the man, but otherwise she wasn’t hurt. As he pulled up what looked like another gun and started to fire rapidly from it, she just walked forward, chanting.

“Bind them within the holy symbol! Bakudo 20, Binding Cross!”

The attacks that he was firing at her seemed to not even bother her, most of their force disappearing upon getting near the light that glowed from her body. If the man had stayed where he was, and could see, he would b e blinded as a blue flash of reiatsu flashed in front of her before a cross made out of her reiatsu fired from her hands towards him. If it was successful, he would be bound to the cross by intense reiatsu ropes, crucifying him upon it. Smiling, she would step forward, thrusting her sword out towards his stomach, an attempt to impale him upon her sword.

“Hadō 4 – Byakurai!”

A concentrated bolt of lightning fired out of her finger, going towards the man’s left shoulder. Looking at him with deadly serious eyes, she spoke.

“You shouldn’t have bothered me here today. Crawl back to whatever hole you came out of and leave me alone.”

His eye focused upon the girl as the light seemed to protect her. His eye soon returned its focus upon her in more detail now. Though he did feel human he was no longer human no matter what his look would have some belive. He had a split second to gain a thought pattern then as soon as her first words were spoken he bearly managed to avoid getting caught within the binding skill. Though his eye showed a hint of the crazy side as his head strated to throb outright with pain. Though in the end this worked to his advantage. As he gently swayed to one side the sword was thrust into his side. Normally he would have cried out in pain but oddly enough the pain of the headache he was haveing masked the pain from the sword that had just been stabed through him. Though he was also lucky in the fact that it hit no vital organs at all.

Stareing at her the pain slowly sub sided as he had droped the coffin that slowly fell to lay at rest behind him once again. as the Hadō spell was being cast he quickly grabbed the girls hand Moving it in just a way to have the bolt of lightning shoot harmlessly past his head. Though this is where the girl would find something overly odd about the man she decided to fight against. His hand was Ice cold to the touch. He did not look it but the feeling of his hand would feel as if this man was stored in a meat locker for many days on end. Though that would be impossible left in a deep freeze that long would imply that he should be dead.

Why regret something that fate has set up? He stated takeing his handgun and pressed it against the targets stomach yet again. Though this would seem odd to her cause he aimed it to where even if it managed to wound her it would bipass any vital organs on her and only cause the pain from the impact and the burn that would flow around the stream of rei from the shot. He then pulled the trigger causeing the upper shaft of the gun to shoot back and release the highly condenced beam of rei to shoot from the weapon. Though he did his best to keep a hold of the target after it was shot. Though he knew there was no guarantee that his grip would last let alone stay in place for long. Though he was stabbed a strange water flowed from the wound. It was not blood cause it was clear. The mystery surounding him would just seem to keep growing at the this little frey went on.

Kristya frowned as the man dodged her binding spell, a feat she hadn’t expected. As she charged in, her opponent seemed to get sick, but Kristya wasn’t going to stop because of that. His pain caused him to sway to the side gently, her blade thrust in to his side. However, he didn’t seem to be affected by the pain of the sword wound, something that she thought was extremely odd. The man then dropped his coffin as she started her next Kidō, reaching up to grab her hand in order to direct the lightning away from his body. Kristya gasped as she felt his ice cold grasp upon her wrist. She felt the gun barrel against her, her surprise having distracted her. The man pulled the trigger while holding on to her, a blast of condensed energy fighting against her shield. Some got through though and Kristya could feel the burning pain as it pressed against her skin. The man had kept his grip on Kristya’s wrist, holding her in place as the blast hit her. She fell to her knees, her sword slipping from the man’s side. Kristya panted heavily, trying to pull her hand from the man’s grasp in order to use her sword to help her stand up. Even if she did manage to do so, the pain from the burns on her stomach would make her unable to fight for long.