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 Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 4:43 am
  A mixture of pain and fury flashed in Hisoka’s eyes as he blocked her attack with such ease. His horrible red eyes tried to look for something that they would not find in hers. The colour and the scar running over one of his eyes was too much. If he’d been experimented on then she was going to make that scientist pay. He was her guinea pig, he owed her that much. The thought of some other person being that cruel and shedding so much blood without her there to oversee the operation and make each cut into his flesh made her skin crawl. She was the greatest scientist, not even that whacko of a squad 12 captain could rival the itch she felt when it came to dissecting and examining the to-be corpse of a Shinigami.
Looking back into his eyes, she tried to cover up the feelings she felt coming to the surface. "Don't call me HISOKA!" she shouted, "I am the Segunda Espada you DO NOT refer to me by my name! It's Tsen-san or Espada, even Espada is better than my enemy saying my name!"
Growling in desperation, she shoved the shield away from her in disgust, deflecting it slightly to the side. “She died the second she entered this ‘Soul Society’. No…” she paused to glare right into his eyes, all the pain, anger and frustration that she felt being unleashed into his eyes. “She died when she walked away from killing you,” her voice was as cold as ice, her eyes fading into a blank, emotionless stare.
Stepping back, she grasped the hilt of her Zanpakuto with both hands. She closed her eyes, sensing out this man’s reiatsu and observing its power. “Kori…” she began, opening her eyes on the word to watch him. As the word left her lips, a large gust of wind picked up around her. Her reiatsu, already at its peak began to push at something, lunging for more power and, in its efforts; it encircled her in blue light. The aura it gave off spread out from her and she crouched down into a low stance that made her almost appear to be sitting. “no Chisei…” with the final words of the Resurreccion in place, the light converged around her body, though what was going on inside the light wasn’t clear, Hisoka could still see perfectly through it. The force of her reiatsu being released further sent a shockwave that spread ripples across the lake, many waves forming as they broke onto the shore.
The light seemed to fall away as small snowflakes revealing her released form. The small dagger-like Zanpakuto had transformed into a long, three bladed scythe. A shield had appeared in her left hand and covered her hand. Unfortunately this meant that she could no longer switch her Zanpakuto between her hands as freely as before. Armour covered her body her shoulders and thighs were the only spots left uncovered, she knew that these would be the most likely places that he would attack now.
Two wings had grown as extensions of the armour on the back, they flapped a small bit as she focused some reiatsu into them, it was good to be back in this form but, in it, she was adamant to stay. He’d made her go into the second form the last fight but she swore he’d never do it again.
Her mask had disappeared, becoming the winged helmet that surrounded her head and eyes. “Don’t speak to me as though I’m nothing now, I can still defeat you as easily as I did back then,” she hissed, standing up and shifting back into a stance. Her right foot was back, the middle blade of the scythe pointing at the man, her left arm was bent so that the shield protected her solar plexus, covering the only other break in her
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 6:36 am
 Tokemaru stared at Hisoka with a mixture of awe and anxiety, he remembered this form well, as Hisoka had blown Kuchinawa away entirely when she shifted into this state the last time they met. Now this battle wad already reached the decisive stage, it would now come down to a contest of who's final stage was truly the most powerful; Hisoka's Resurrection or Tokemaru's Bankai. Though he had no intention of actually killing Hisoka, he knew that she had every intention of killing him and he would have to put every thing he had into this fight to, at the very least, keep himself from dying. Tokemaru began to focus and hie reatsu began to rise again. "Bankai." The sword and shield erupted into blue flames and sood covered and enveloped Tokemaru. The flames soon took the shape of an egg as Tokemaru's Bankai began to form. From the outside, it was impossible to see the armor as if formed around his body. suddenly, two collered wings burst from the egg, causing it to collapse and reveal Tokemaru's Bankai. Blue metallic armor covered his body and his red eyes continued to gaze into Hisoka's through the visor on his helmet. He carried no weapon, instead he assumed a stance with one leg in front of the other and raised his arms in front of him, it was a fighter's stance. "Let's see if victory comes so easily for you this time around."
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 7:30 am
Shivering a little as Tokemaru moved into his Bankai. The last time she’d teased him and provoked him to no end to get him to use his Bankai but he seemed to have no problem in calling it out with this new Zanpakuto. The feeling was unfamiliar and she had fixed herself into an impulsive, shoot first as questions later state. The truth was that she was broken and lashing out was her only way of dealing with the shame of having to turn to her enemies for some place to spend her time. She was fearful and wound up by having all the knowledge on this man and his fighting style but having it crushed by the work of another scientist somewhere who’d messed with his Zanpakuto’s powers.
Pushing off her back foot she, rather tactlessly, moved to attack his armour, swinging the longest blade of the scythe straight for his abdomen. The motion, if it landed, would see the diamond hard tip of the blade hit the armour. The speed, as well as the small area the power would be forced into, would at the very least, leave a good dent if his armour wasn't up to it.
Hisoka left no limits on her reiatsu, in fact contrary to their first fight, she was going all out the second that she released. She thought that the faster that she could cut him down or smother him with the sheer power of her reiatsu, the better. She could barely deal with the sight of him, let alone trying to psycho-analyse every new mood he made with this... thing... he'd just called a 'bankai'.
{OOC: Don't get too excited, this is only her first Res lol}
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 7:58 am
Tokemaru back stepped the swipe as the blade lightly scraped across his armor, resulting in a shower of sparks but not actually leaving a mark on the armor itself. The real reason Tokemaru was so eager to use his bankai was that he wasn't as used to this zanpakuto and it's powers yet. The reason he was able to last so long against her with his shikai was because using Genbu was like second nature to him. However, mastering Bahamut to perfection would take some time. Tokemaru decided to test out this Bankai's speed and retaliated Hisoka's reckless attack with a barrage of fast and powerful punches.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 8:37 am
The speed at which she'd swung didn't register with Hisoka until he'd moved away. The top-heavy nature of the scythe meant that the swing had continued until she just about stopped it before the ground. "Kuso," she cursed to herself, her unprotected shoulder was left completely open by her mistake and it took the impact of the first hit.
The power behind the first punch knocked her head over heels and out of the way of the rest of them. Groaning in pain as she felt the bone in her shoulder shatter, she stood up, a little dizzy. She dropped the scythe and linked the shield onto her right hand. Bending down, she picked up the scythe again with her left hand. The best thing about being ambidextrous was that there was always one hand that could take over if the other got injured. It was annoying though, since her shoulder would take time to heal, even with high speed regeneration, the bone needed time to set and suture back together.
Her right hand now hung limply by her side, the shield could still have a purpose but she needed to find the right one. It was only then that she realised that her strike had hit. "You know..." she said, "That that armour of yours cannot hold forever.."
She steadied herself then jumped into the air so that her feet were on a level with the helmet of his bankai. She had seen the visor covered his eyes and, utilising her air walking abilities, she sonidoed to just above his head, arcing the scythe down in a vertical strike. If her luck picked up and he couldn't see her now that she was above him, the curved tip of her Zanpakuto would travel through the open visor of the helmet and pierce through his skull and into his brain.
If he'd seen this coming, she predicted that he would possibly dodge since the armour seemed very bulky to be fast. If her luck was against her, the strike, since she couldn't accurately gauge where the visor was, the scythe would hit somewhere around it, on the armour.
What he was seeing now was a small glimpse of the old Hisoka, always watching, always planning. Even she could not see it yet. {OOC:}
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 10:24 am
Back when tokemaru had Genbu, people always underestimated how fast he could be under that bulky looking turtle armor. Now it semed that that particular trend wasn't going to stop any time soon. However, this worked out just fine with Tokemaru, this gross underestimation of his newfound powers, along with the powers themselves that he had yet to take full advantage of made Tokemaru dangerously unpredictable. Tokemaru's reflexs saved him death as he felt Hisoka's sythe coming at him and he ducked to avoid it. She was becoming more and more like the warrior he had fought before but she was still lagging. "Maybe not, but you already know what my opinion is on wearing armor in combat,"
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 11:03 am
The agility within the armour itself was unexpected and Hisoka dropped the platform she used for air walk. It would be much faster and consume less energy to use her wings. "I say it's up to you," she growled, spreading her wings so that she was just hovering above the ground. She could feel the fragments of bone in her shoulder stitching back together again there was only a short period of time before it was fully functional again. There was a faster solution to the problem, moving straight into her second Resurreccion, but she had promised herself that she didn't need it.
"Furīzu jigoku no hi, watashi no Yuin Moosa" she whispered, pointing the straight blade directly at Tokemaru's head. From the surface of the lake, 7 balls of water rose up and became encrusted in ice, the sunlight shimmering off the subzero water inside them. Following the line of her Zanpakuto and her reiatsu propelling them to high speeds, two of the seven came at the captain from either side. It, at first seemed that they were aimed at his head itself but it only became apparent when they smashed into each other directly behind him. The explosion of ice hitting ice smashed the water out sideways, creating an effective wall of ice and cutting off any escape routes backwards.
Hisoka's eyes raised above his head and another of the balls moved to that position, she broke the ice and let the water fall towards him like a torrent of rain. If any of the water got on him or his armour, it would freeze the entire limb, though, since he was wearing armour, the purpose would be to weight him down. Make him use more energy in this form and use up his Reiryoku faster so that she could go for the kill.
Her eyes flashed with excitement as she stood back and watched. {OOC:}
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 11:20 am
Tokemaru looked up and saw the freezing water coming down on him, he reconciled this ability the first time he fought Hisoka. Last time he narrowly escaped being frozen solid, this time however, he had the power to counter it. tokemaru looked up on the falling water and raised his arms over his head towards the onslaught. He then began to focus his energies, gathering them into a ball of condensed energy in his hands. "Mega Flare!" Having gathered enough power, Tokemaru unleashed a powerful beam of blue energy remarkably similar to a cero but with shinigami reatsu behind it. The beam engulfed and vaporized the falling water she shot up into the sky, punching a hole in the clouds overhead.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 11:36 am
”Interesting,” Hisoka said aloud, walking a little towards him. She looked him up and down as the four remaining balls moved behind her, her reiatsu willing them to do so. She moved to the side and walked a little to his right, stopped and moved the other way, as though eyeing up a potential kill, looking for the smallest sign of sickness or weakness in the armour.
“Very interesting,” she repeated. All the time that she had spent pacing over and back had given her shoulder time to piece back together and it was now fusing tighter and compacting the loose fragments into a single entity again. Also, she was now a few feet closer to him.
“My… you’ve changed,” she smiled, some might say a flicker of pity came to her eyes but it was there only for a split second, “I’ve been checking up on you… and your past,” she whispered, her voice hinting at something.
Raising the scythe, she sonidoed straight for him, aiming a horixontal slash for his neck.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 11:43 am
Tokemaru looked questioningly up at Hisoka and crossed his arms as though he were impatiently waiting for her to do something other than just stand there and talk. He arched an eyebrow and tillted his head to the side at her words. Were they just simple distractions cooked up out of desperation or was there something else to them? Could she have found out something secret about him? "I don't see how my past has ANYTHING to do with YOU." Tokemaru replied casually, as if not caring what she had to say. He then conjured a sword of blue fire to block Hisoka's strike with her scythe, "Besides, what do you care about my past?" Tokemaru asked as he started to push her back.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 11:58 am
Putting an equal amount of pressure on his sword, Hisoka leaned in as close as she could to stare sadistically into his reddish eyes.
“I know all about you and your past…” she grinned provocatively, “I know all about you, there aren’t many shinigami who know anything about you, but then again, I have other ways of extruding… this kind… of information.”
Using the sword that he had called, she pushed off it and moved backwards, landing in a crouched position. She began to twirl the scythe around in her fingers, “It seems that you, captain, have a few skeletons in your closet…”
As she trailed off, she hurled one of the ice balls at her own back at high speeds, at the last second she jumped and the ball of ice hurtled beneath her towards Tokemaru. A large smile had appeared on her face, she was pulling her thoughts together again and focusing on the one thing that she hated more than shinigami. She was a long way from being the woman he fought the last time, but she was getting there. {OOC:}
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 12:21 pm
"Perhaps, perhaps not," said Tokemaru as he sidestepped the ball of ice that Hisoka had thrown at him, "Then again, anyone can say that about anyone, am I wrong?" Tokemaru grinned underneath his helmet, she was obviously bluffing about having dirt on him, how could she possibly have anything on him anyway? Tokemaru dashed toward Hisoka to press the attack with a slash aimed at her neck.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 12:42 pm
With one easy move, she brought the scythe up to her neck, blocking the slash. The force shifted her a little but she kept pressure against his blade. Looking seriously into his eyes, her face only inches from his, “I know all about you,” she whispered, her voice filled with unwavering malice, “I know about you, I know about that whore mother of yours and that daddy too,”
Deciding that that was enough for the time being she angled the scythe so that his blade slid harmlessly down the handle, allowing her to sonido away. She looked down at him, walking on the air. The wind had picked up again, her hair blew out around her and her eyes held the same condescending look they once had when she’d fought with Kuchi. Her cape billowed in the breeze and she rolled her right shoulder backwards to loosen out the stiffness caused by the healing.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 12:52 pm
Tokemaru stopped when he herd those words, most people could say whatever they wanted to Tokenaru's face and get no desired reaction from him, but insult his loved ones meant pain for whoever dared speak, lots of pain. Tokemaru looked up at Hisoka with a look that appeared to be mellow but there was hidden rage behind his eyes as he shunpoed up to her level and crossed his arms again, hiding his reaction perfectly but still not saying anything, lest he telegraph to her that she was getting to him. "Are you just going to stand there? I do in fact have better things to do."
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 1:06 pm
Her disdainful gaze never left his eyes, she was not blind and saw through his blasé, stoic act. “Yeees…you are a half-bred son of a … and so the saying goes. Your father… where to begin with that? A failure, like father like son...” she was trying to keep her words as sharp and pointed as she could, knowing that if she could rise his temper, he’d as good as lost the fight.
She shifted one foot back, assuming a very loose stance. She was now watching for any tensing of muscles, any flicker of an attack in his form. She was not going to make the first move, no, she was going to rile him into attacking her. This Bankai was new to her, she needed to draw out all its secrets to see if it would be worth examining after she’d killed him.
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