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| AforApathy | Oct 26 2008, 03:50 PM Post #1 |
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All Orders To Surrender Are False. All Messages Are Fabricated.
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Revy stood at the top of the hill, her sword drawn. She was slashing, and parrying, and dancing about as if she were in a fight, but she was completely alone on the hill. Panting and sweating she finally stopped and pointed the blade at her imaginary opponent, "Now you die. Kill'em all, Jakkaru." The gunblade in her hand became a large silver pistol, while a matching black one appeared in her left hand. She fired a shot and then began to run. She performed a dizzying array of acrobatic moves, firing the while, she flipped and spun, ran and jumped, and changed direction so fast anyone watching could easily have lost track of her. stopping once again she pointed the black gun behind her, "Whaddya want?" She growled. |
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| Akira | Oct 27 2008, 07:52 PM Post #2 |
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Akira strolled casually to the top of the hill, lost in thought with a large smile on his face. The sun was shinning and there was a gentle breeze. Over his right shoulder he had slung a fairly large jug of sake and his field bag (it doubled as a rather comfy pillow). In his left hand he carried what appeared to be a bokutou and a book. He let out a contented sigh as he thought to him self, Finally... a day off and a perfect way to spend it. I've got a jug of sake and the book Nanao-san lent me and it's a perfect day.. It's always so peaceful up here too... And the grass is nice and soft, I always wondered why Captain Kyouraku liked to lie around on rooftops, it's so much nicer up here... too bad Yumi-chan had to work, I could use... Akira's stream of thought was cut short as soon as soon as he crested the hilltop as a blast struck the earth next to his right foot. Still rather shocked he looked up to find a purple haired women standing with her back towards him and pointing a black gun at his head... As soon as Akira saw the gun the women spoke in a menacing growl, "Whaddya want?" Completely perplexed by the situation Akira only managed to respond with a confused "Uhhhh..." as his brain tried to work its way around what he was seeing. Who is that, and why is she pointing a gun at me? Why does she have a gun in the first place? I've never seen a gun in Soul Society before.. Did she bring it here from the real world? If that's the case can it even hurt me? Meh... this is way to confusing... it just ne easier to tell her what she asked... Careful not to make any threating movements Akira held out his jug and field bag as he responded in the most cheerful voice he could muster, "Who, me? I just wanted to drink this sake and read my book and it's usually so peaceful up here... Why are pointing a gun at me?" Edited by Akira, Oct 27 2008, 07:53 PM.
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| AforApathy | Oct 28 2008, 12:06 PM Post #3 |
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She turned around. The man standing behind her had a slightly bewildered look, and, indeed, had a sake jug in one hand, and a book in the other. "Sorry." She said, lowering the pistol. "I've been a little tense lately, needed to blow off some steam. Not much up here I can damage, so..." She held her hands in a 'what can you do' mannder and shrugged. As she did so she resealed her zanpaktou. The silver pistol in her left hand began to shine a bright golden yellow, then it dissolved and flowed into the black pistol. The energy began forming around the barrel, as the glow subsided it revealed a bright silver blade poking four feet from the end of a black pistol. She shoved the weapon into a sheath slung uner her left shoulder. "Care to share some of that sake?" She eyed the jug lovingly. |
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| Akira | Oct 28 2008, 12:52 PM Post #4 |
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Well that makes sense, the guns are her zanpakutou... That's pretty cool. Dangerous... But defiantly cool Akira smiled and walked forward, glad pf the fact that he wasn't going be mugged and that he had found some company to boot. He sat down and dug a pair of cups from his field bag and proceeded to fill them. he handed the first one to the purple haired woman as he spoke, "Sure thing, it's always more fun to drink with company. By the way, I'm Akira, from the 4th squad." |
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| AforApathy | Oct 28 2008, 01:07 PM Post #5 |
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All Orders To Surrender Are False. All Messages Are Fabricated.
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"Revy, 2nd." That wasn't technically. The Covert-Ops squads fell under the Special Forces, which fell under the 2nd Division. Being Covert, he squadmates and her weren't allowed to reveal specifically what they did in the 2nd division. "Thanks." She said, taking the cup. She waited for Akira to make his before offering a toast, "To happy juice, the one size fits all problem solver." |
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| Akira | Oct 28 2008, 02:05 PM Post #6 |
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Akira let out a brief chuckle and drained half his cup. With that he smiled at Revy and responded, "You definitely, have the right idea." Akira followed his response with a more conservitave sip. The sake was good, sweeter than normal and not grainy as usual... Still he would have Preferred whiskey, or beer for that matter but those were hard to come by in soul society and he rarely went to the real word. He glanced briefly at the sky; it really was a nice day... He then turned back to Revy and began to speak again, "Your zanpakutou is really unique, I've never even heard of anything like it. I'm guessing your specialty is long range combat?" |
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| AforApathy | Oct 28 2008, 05:13 PM Post #7 |
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"Ha!" Revy said, aftergulping down half her sake, "My specialty is combat, period. Just because I use a pair of pistols doesn't limit me to long range." She drained the other half of the cup, "They make pretty damn good clubs, y'know." She eyed him for a moment, "And I suppose you've got some sort of healing power." She turned her eyes to the bokuto, "Since you don't wear a sword, I would assume that's your zanpakutou? |
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| Akira | Oct 28 2008, 05:53 PM Post #8 |
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Akira grinned as he imagined Revy pistol-whipping hollows and handed her the jug. "meh... not really, I'm pretty new to the 4th squad so I'm not very good at healing yet..." He paused briefly to finish his glass before continuing, "I guess you could say I'm more of an all around type... but if I had to pick a speciality it would be bakudou..." He again paused briefly to glance at the bokutou laying at his side, "And yeah that is my zanpaktou, we don't get along very well though... She's waaaaay to eager to cut things. So I asked the Captain-Commander how he sealed his up into that walking stick of his. Turns out it's pretty easy... And this way she's functional but easier to keep in check." |
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| Miyamoto Musashi | Oct 29 2008, 12:26 PM Post #9 |
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The Modern Day Kensei and Keeper of the old ways
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Jr was wondering around the seireitei when he heard gunfire. Having gone so long without hearing such sounds startled him He drew his katana and broke into a run. He leaped and saw two shinigami. One was wielding strange pistols. The other appeared to be of the 4th division. He did a flash of shunpo as he sheathed his sword. He landed beside the woman and looked over her shoulder. He whistled at her pistols though it appeared that he was looking other things.
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| Akira | Oct 29 2008, 12:51 PM Post #10 |
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The whistle caught Akira by surprise... Not that it was a hard feat to accomplish but still... Akira was glad he had finished his drink, noticing that otherwise he wold have spilled it. He glanced up at the new comer, a tall shinigami with bright red hair... Who is this guy?... He seems familiar but I know I've never seen him before... Even I would have remembered someone like him... Wait... was it something Kyouraku said? That's it! Now I know why this guy seems familiar... Kyouraku was right, there is no way i could miss him... Akira smile at the new comer and begain to fish a third cup out of his bag as he spoke, "Howdy, You're the new 3rd seat for the 8th squad right? The one who just graduated the academy right? |
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| Miyamoto Musashi | Oct 29 2008, 01:24 PM Post #11 |
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The american shinigami smiled and said "Yup thats me. Jr is my name and I guess ya can say fighting is my game. So whats your name and who's the broad" He kept looking at her guns. He was famaliar with firearms. But not this type he had never seen its like before. |
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| Akira | Oct 29 2008, 01:42 PM Post #12 |
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Hmmm... I've known Revy for half an hour or so but I'm still pretty sure talking to her like that is a bad idea... Meh... Well it should be pretty entertaining to watch... Finally having found a cup in his bag Akira retrieved the sake jug from Revy, refilled his glass and looked up at Jr. "I'm Akira from the 4th squad and this is Revy from the 2nd, why don't you sit and have a drink with us?" By the time Akira had finished the sentence he had already poured a third glass and offered to Jr. As he handed the glass up to Jr. he began to speak again, "You got yourself a good position there with the 8th squad... I had been wondering when Kyouraku was going to get around to selecting a replacement." |
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| Miyamoto Musashi | Oct 29 2008, 01:48 PM Post #13 |
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Jr smiled and gladly accepted the sake. He flipped and sat next to akira. He drank the sake in one swig. After he wiped his mouth he spoke. "I was rather surprised myself. I think its partly because one I'm a american or was. Two My zanbacktou is a dual wielder like his. That and my skill I guess." He kept his eyes on this revy. There was something famaliar about her. He could not put his finger on it though. |
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| Akira | Oct 29 2008, 02:16 PM Post #14 |
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Akira offered the jug To Jr. and began to laugh. "Nah... Kyouraku doesn't pay attention to stuff like that, Knowing him he probably picked your name out of a hat." Akira paused and took a long sip as he let his joke settle in... "Truth be told it was probably Nanao-san who picked you, probably based on recommendations from your instructors and the captain-commander... After all she does most of the real work anyways..." Edited by Akira, Oct 29 2008, 02:16 PM.
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| Miyamoto Musashi | Oct 29 2008, 04:21 PM Post #15 |
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Jr's eyes lit up when he said the Lt.'s name. He drank some more sake and said. "Now thats a lady I would like to meet. She is quite attractive from my understanding." He looked around taking in the beauty of the soul society. |
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