RP Session 11-27-07

Ichigo:
-=A battle cry! Zangetsu sliced through an ethereal substance; which split apart easily under the silver edge of the enormous cleaver like blade the boy equal its size wielded expertly. His eyebrows crouched low into a frown-well suited to him; and the hollow that once was left a lingering howl of pain in its wake before the tip of Zangetsu once more crashed into the
already torn and rocky cement damaged by its path of destruction. The shinigami leaned against his weapon; visibly and thoroughly tired of dealing with the creatures that swarmed the town at the most inconvenient moments. Kurosaki Ichigo probably hadn't been to school for a whole day in months! At least, someone had to do it. ..even if the swarm was done for the while; it was only a little while until another had crept its way from Hueco Mundo -- or another poor soul at the end of his chain transformed into a grotesque creature in desperate need of purification from his soul cutter. After another shift of cement and more obvlivious looks from wary onlookers -- he shrugged the heavy blade onto his capable shoulders and headed back to his body; which was now growing a small crowd, each suggesting to the other that they call 9-1-1.-=

Inshu:

"Wonder what would happen if I destroyed this little institution here.." The melancholic visage of the youth remained so, despite his talks of destruction and killing the people inhabiting the giant building. Perched ontop of it, the crimson hood was pulled over his head, sandy colored strands just barely visible. In his left hand was a piece of red candy, held loosely between his index and middle finger similar to a cigarette. Taking a small bite off the tip, his right hand rapped against his knees out of boredom, amber occuli focused on the crowd below. Chewing silently on the piece of candy, his right appendage lowered from his knee, digits trailing across the steel foundation. Concentrating his reiatsu into each individual digit, a small spark was left in the trail his fingers traveled. Pulling his fingers back into a tight, spear-like gesture, he lightly pushed against the center mark; the result of the markings his movements had created. That same spark from earlier bolted down the sides of the building, silently and easily slicing through the side of the building, destroying the inner foundation that held the building upright. His lips didn't hold the familiar smile or grin he usually kept, instead, his expression was that of a remorseful, or bored adolescent. Fingertips danced across the steel a final time, before his appendage lifted upwards in a graceful arc, running an explosive reiatsu down the lines he had just created. The result was an explosion of alabaster coloring, the reiatsu marking the sky. The force and air pressure from the sudden explosion forced his physique from the edge he perched on, loose clothing ruffling in his sudden descent. Taking another bite of the piece of candy, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the people inside; but, he did what he had to do. If the shinigami weren't going to take him seriously, he was going to wreck havoc on Karakura Town; then slowly advance to other cities and provinces throughout Japan. Pulling the hood back slowly with his free hand, the human teenager couldn't help but wonder if they even cared; or if they even noticed they were gone. "This candy is pretty delicious. Wish they made stuff like this back in my day. . ."


Orihime:

Where were the truant officers when you needed them? Were those even around anymore? Apparently not, as there were several students preoccupied with their own little tasks, mostly involving saving the lives of those around them. As for Orihime, she actually HAD planned on going to school, but attention had been diverted from that and hung on a group of lesser hollow that had taken to hanging around the playground to pick children off during recess. Echoes of the girl's voice filtered through the grounds as the call of 'KOTEN ZANSHUN!' rang out. Two winged creatures found themselves a bit...divided, and the highschooler raised a fist in triumph, but not before getting scolded by the same fairy she'd sent to attack. "Stupid girl! Pay attention; there's more!" A firm hair tug set her back on track to aim for a final blow. As the leftovers of the hollow faded into the air, an odd sensation passed. What a strange burst of energ--"...!?" Grey eyes flared wide at the sound in the not-so-far distance. What..on earth...best to investigate.

Yukio:

Takuhara Yukio stood watch from a few hundred yards as the building was demolished by Inshu. A cock of his head and the puzzled look on his face showed the confusion that ran through his head. What was the point in destroying the building? A lot of innocent people would probably die as a result, they weren't the ones his brother was after, so why kill them? Yukio looked like any normal Japanese student would, a white collared shirt with black pants and black shoes. A necklace that hung around his neck could slightly be seen and a little bulge from the inside of his shirt could be noticed. Probably something attached to the necklace one could guess. He walked down the street towards the building that was imploding in on itself. He shook his head as the screaming bystanders rushed passed him in fear of the building. The people probably had no idea of what was happening, maybe an invasion of some kind? That would be true if his brother counted as that. He stopped by a bench a bit interested to see what would happen, no reason for him to be involved in this right? Besides the police would be on the scene soon and would most likely detain anyone in the area. Keeping a distance would be the smart thing to do. Besides even if he did go over, who would suspect a thirteen year old of such destruction?

Ichigo:

-=His head turned in a wide, slow motioned angle to where he thought he heard something crashing down -- a loud crack and trembling from this distance; and his recent occupation gave him small insight as to what it was. Kurosaki, however, only judged it was another hollow rampaging around the place. Zangetsu re-wrapped itself and attached ot his back with Kurosaki's hand still on the hilt while he started to move. A running start before a swift jump into the sky, and horizontal lines overshadowing his form before he evidentally vanished from the spot to travel in short spurts toward the disturbance -- and likely, since was traveling this way, to arrive first out of the trio -- even though he didn't entirely know they were all going as well. -=

Inshu:

"Good shit, this candy is.." Nodding to himself, he manipulated his physique in mid-air, flipping his body into an upright stature before his body collided with the harsh concrete, an upward blast of reiatsu taking away the entire force of the fall. Sliding the stick of candy between his teeth, an idle glance was cast back toward the demolished building, taking
slow steps away from the scene. He didn't care if he was caught, or suspected of it. There wasn't shit anyone could do. Yawning, he shoved his hands into his hoody pockets, keeping aware for any spiritual beings that might have wanted to make themselves known. If they had the guts to do it, that is.

Orihime:

Fortunately for the girl, she would be within running distance, though it would take her a bit longer than the orange-haired wonder due to the fact that she wasn't capable of shunpo. Arriving on the scene a bit out of breath, she found any words she may have tried to summon grasped right off her tongue. What..happened!? Expression became horrified as she took in the surrounding damage. People continued to flee from the site, though it seemed the building didn't have much more about it that was collapsable. And the building itself wasn't what effected her the most but the fact that there had been people inside of it. And no small amount, either, given it had been a busy time of day. There was a feeling drifting on the air; anguish, pain, suffering. Had the building been smaller, there may have been hope of her repairing it at small parts at a time, but of this magnitude? Impossible. Perhaps if they worked immediately, they might be able to recover survivors..or, perhaps she would be able to revive the fallen. It was that thinking that lead her to head blindly, and directly toward the corruption ahead, apparently not seeing Ichigo at all.

Yukio:

Yukio looked upon as he figure a top the building had simply jumped off. Keeping a low profile was out of the question for his brother. He shook his head as he looked around the area. A helicopter was already hovering over the scene, he was not sure if it was a police or news helicopter. This made him wonder if they had seen his brother moving away from the building. What kind of trouble would he get in for this? A tilt of his head was given as a person was coming to the scene, a high school girl at that. He wondered why a girl would be showing up to a scene like this. With the exception of his sister he was at the age where he thought that mostly all girls lacked confidence. Though if he were to actually sit down, he would fine that this was only true for some women, as most of the ones he knew and known throughout his life were very confident individuals. Now she was heading towards the actual scene, that wouldn't be good now. It was dangerous over there. I wouldn't go over there... The police will be here soon and lock people away. He called out in a childish voice to her, it wasn't a voice of poking fun at anyone, but more of a concerned sad voice.

Ichigo:

-=visibly distraught at his late arrival -- Kurosaki Ichigo frowned and stood at the foot of the damage with very little on his mind other than being too slow. He winced when he thought of how many people might have been inside; but didn't consider why there was no hollow to fight -- though its path of destruction had been quite clear, and it seemed almost obvious to his flawless logic that one had at least been there. He reconsidered being too hard on himself when he saw Inoue; who he raised his arm to greet with an open palm catching the warmth of the sunlight. -= "Oh! Inoue!" -=He called informally. His hand called her over, but he moved to greet her halfway there. -= "Ya' didn't have to skip school. I coulda' handled it y'know...but..." -=As he said. -= "It's a good thing you're here. Sorry to ask for ya' to heal all of the people that got hurt...Guess I shoulda' been faster."

Inshu:

"..Oughta finish this; I'm starvin'." Removing one hand from the pocket of his hoodie, Inshu erected two fingers heavenward, concentrating reiatsu to the tips of both fingers. Two seperate signals would assault the of the spiritually aware; an incredibly strong one focused at the base of the building, covering the complete area of destruction, and an almost nonexistant one at the tip of Inshus fingers. Bending his fingers, he pushed upwards again; an alabastor column of silver energy erupted
from under the building, dissolving the human remains and every bit of the steel and glass that made up the building. Shortly afterwards, when the energy dissipated, the only thing left occupying that spot was a crater. It was beyond the soul society, the spirits themselves destroyed in a heartbeat as well. Stepping away from the carnage, he made himself harder to detect by blending in with the amassing crowd. The bastard was still chewing on that same stick of candy. .

Orihime:

Attention was now tugged from the remains of the building/people to a certain replacement boy. "...Kuro...Kurosaki-kun.." Her voice faltered for obvious reasons. The girl had always been tuned into things around her involving heavy doses of human responses.It was giving her a powerful reaction...how was Ichigo being so nonchalant about it? Skipping school? Oh, right, she'd planned to go...Guess that's off. As for healing, that's precisely what she intended to do. Of course, she'd have to avoid the second attack on the town of Karakura town, first...and it was dangerously close. Well, shinigami boy?

Yukio:

Yukio looked on as the girl seemed to stop. For what reason, a Shinigami was now in the area. It seemed his brother would get what he wanted too. Kurosaki was the Shinigami's name apparently. The look in the boys' eyes had turned rather serious. He hated the Shinigami with a passion, ever since that day when they sealed him away for so long. Though he was angry at the site of the man, it was not enough to make him attack. He was not that reckless, well when that is when he wasn't in a battle. He scanned the crowd, that was still rushing away from the scene, for his brother. Surely he would have picked up the traces of reiatsu that this Shinigami so carelessly leaked out. Finally the start of a long awaited vengeance could begin.

Ichigo:

-=He had forgotten, and maybe he was a little too noisy in a place that probably deserved a moment of silence. Kurosaki, however, didn't really see it as permanent with Inoue around to change things back to the way they were. He slowly began to retract his hand while he made his way over -- but a sudden spike in reiatsu -- so dangerously close that even a novice like him could feel it -- made him turn his head sharply backward before the blinding light filled his vision; the light that furthered the massacre of the people who had no chance to escape. In its wake, however, Kurosaki had already vanished -- a blur of black and orange that swept Inoue from the ground and into the air on the off chance that the blast reached their location; cradling her, though a cold look swept down over the disintegrated remains. It was harder on Inoue now...and he was adamant on making this hollow pay!-=