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 Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 2:13 pm
In battle, do not pray to god, he will not save you. . .
Hueco Mundo, an endless world of sand stained by the bloodshed of many wars. The reishi in the air is as pure as it gets. Tree's are small and scattered throughout the land, a constant breeze fills the air as the reiatsu in the air increases dramatically. The sand whirl around a source of reiatsu, leaving him in the eye of a sandstorm. This source, was Uzbeki, the primera. He stood in the center with his arms crossed. A black cloak covered his body as he waited for someone, anyone, to be attracted to his energy. The sandstorm around him circled furiously, making it rather hard to get out once your inside the eye of the storm.
. . .Believe in yourself, for only will itself can save you.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 2:15 pm
Uzbeki stood in the eye of the storm. His neck was cut open, but sowed closed with barbed wire. A nail was hammered into each one of his pupils, but his eyes still moved, scanning the area. Even his mouth was sowed closed, but he could still talk. He smiled, the barbed wire used to sow his mouth closed got tighter when he did that, but he didn't care. Pain was not one of his concerns.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 2:49 pm
Eon smiled, he'd been standing infront of Uzbeki for 1-2 minutes waiting for one of them to make the first move, "So this is the primera Espada?" his smiled even stretched further across his rough skin- probally caused by the sandstorm or lack of lotion. "Show me the true skills of an espada of one's rank." he said reaching for his zanpaktou's handle.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 2:58 pm
Uzbeki heard the voice, and tracked it. He could see, even better than the normal person. He used his reiatsu to see his surroundings. He could see even without it, but that was boring. He smiled, the barbed wire stretching as he spoke with a deep ragged voice, "Former Primera". Uzbeki reached down and grasped his blade and unsheathed it. It made a deep scraping noise as he forced it down onto his metallic sheath, shaped liked sandpaper.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 3:26 pm
"Pardon my iggnorance." he said rolling his eyes. Grabbing hold of his blade, he pulls it upwards as it slid from the sheath quickly without a sound. Eon sighed, the sand brushing past his face was an annoyance. His white robe representing his rank fluttered against the dunes of the dessert as he spoke with a horsed voice, "Let us begin". Eon sprinted towards Uzbeki and held his sword faced down at waist level, then swung upwards with force. It sent a wave of concentrated reishi towards Uzbeki in the form of a shockwave which was bent on nothing but destruction.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 3:39 pm
Uzbeki closed his mouth again, he could feel the barbed wire inside his mouth. But he got used to it by now. His Espada garb was soiled with blood, his own. It stayed stagnant in the wind, as if he was in his own area of space where nothing affected him. He watched as the wave came closer, waiting for the right moment. He swung hi free hand vertically as he pumped his reiatsu into his arm, cutting the wave in half. He could feel the heat of the attack on his hands, the smell of burnt flesh. But he only smiled. Uzbeki licked his lips, cutting his own tongue with the barbed wire. Blood dripped from his cut tongue. A ball of energy formed in front of his mouth. Blood and reiatsu mixed in a ball of swirled crimson and black.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 4:20 pm
Eon wondered if this opponent was worth fighting, he had got his anwser. He wasn't sure however. He held his blade out verticaly and began rotating it at high velocity. He stood there waiting for what was to come. He gazed beyond the opacity of the desert at Uzbeki, trying to identify the small source of light he was seeing. He prepared himself mentally and physically.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 5:00 pm
Uzbeki kept on forming his Gran Rey Cero by pulsing reiatsu into it from his mouth. After a minute, he fired it at Eon's direction. He slid back a bit from the kickback of when he fired his cero. He had moved his head from side to side as he fired, making a wave instead of the usual straight line. He had learned this worked better, because it covered more area like that. With a twist of his hand, he put the pummel of his blade to his wrist and held the handle of his sword loosely, but not by much.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 10:21 pm
The sound of metal tearing and scraping echoed throughout the desert as sparks flew away from Eon's direction. He slid back a few inches from impact of the attack, but managed to redirect the attack into symetrical rays that scattered. His smirk became wicked from excitement. Eon continued to focus his reiatsu through his sword as he thought of his next move. He felt no need to but, it was always good to be prepared. The pulsing waves of reiatsu reformed and continued there course as he faded into a blur streaking to the far side. From the far corner of his eye, Eon glared at the espada with interest. They shone an ominous green. "Thats quite the cero you've got there." His waist turning to face the espada as his upperbody followed swiftly along with his legs, his hand clutching tightly then letting loose and once again clutching tight on the handle of his blade. One foot took a step as another followed, he vanished then appeared infront of Uzbeki with his hand cocked back ready for a forceful stab towards the torso area.
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 5:01 am
Uzbeki grinned at him as he blocked his attack. The barbed wire sowing his mouth shut extended to it's fullest. He tilted his head as his attack was blocked, "Good, your going to be a fun one to play with~" He said, closing his mouth. He slid his left foot backwards in the sand, making it horizontally. His front foot was pointed at Eon. The pummel of his sword was pinned to his wrist. As Eon appeared in front of him, he only looked at him with his nailed eyes. His sword was diagonal and the tip was eye level with Eon. since Uzbeki was shorter, that was just fine. A small silence filled the air as no one spoke, but the torrent of sand could be heard.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 1:32 pm
"Ha ha, smart thinker.", he laughed maniacally as he turned with the motion of his opponent's sword. He spun through mid air horizontally, letting the blade fly past. The one handed grip on his katana's handle tightened, as he recoiled his arm and lands onto both feet, crouched down with his open hand in the sand before his foe, the katana's blade swung upward below Uzbeki's chin as so did Eon, attempting to end it right then and there with a single uppercut. The sands unknowing of there surrounding, continue to fly by as the battle continues.
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