[Three days after Ren had drank with Grimmjow, she was prepared to spar with him like he had promised.]

Oi, Grimmjow, ya ready ta practice?


[OOC: Locked to 11th_kitty.]

[Creeping around New Seireitei was none other than a certain zanpakutou spirit that had taken up residence near Ninth, or within it somewhere. He was just giving his movements a sort of half-assed stealth, not all the much worried if someone spotted him..

There weren't all that many that would approach him if he was spotted anyway.

He had something bundled up and being carried under one of his arms, though using both hands to keep it from slipping. Kazeshini seems to have taken a spare uniform from a shinigamicoughShuuheicough to wrap whatever he was carrying in.

What on Earth could he have with him?]

(OOC: Feel free to catch him within or outside of Seireitei.. Idek maaaaaaaan..)

[The Human World had certainly taken a great deal of adjusting to, but Matsuri had been fairly sure she'd seen it all...  Until she awoke somewhere neither there or in the Seventh Division's barracks where she stayed in Soul Society.  In fact, a bed of any sort was not at all present; there was only grass and slightly damp ground that was certain to leave some sort of stain on the white shirt she had worn to sleep.  Standing gingerly, she slipped a hand into the pocket of her "sweat-pants" to make sure her Soul Candy was still there, in the event that her gigai would require swift shedding.  Matsuri opened her mouth to call out, only to shut it again as her stomach dropped in fear she hadn't felt in a long time.  There were numerous reiatsus floating about in the air, but not a single one of them belonged to her brother.  Even when he had been in Hueco Mundo, she'd still felt his presence faintly through their unique bond as twins, but for the first time in her life, Matsuri could not sense Fujimaru at all.]

[OOC: So, I've been meaning to intro her for a while now- have the kickass twin Kudo Matsuri from the 3rd Phantom DS game!  She's in a gigai right now, since she's stationed in the Human World at the game's end, but if you attack her, just be warned that her zanpaku-tou is about four or five feet long and packs a serious punch.  xD  Sorry for icon fail and such; it's incredibly difficult to get good shots of her or her brother... D:  There's more info in her journal, but have fun~]

[A new figure appears in the Nexus. However, unlike most of the others here, he appears sitting down, his hands and feet chained by reiatsu-suppressing manacles. Around his neck is another reiastu-suppressing choker.  His clothes (that he usually took pride in) were tattered and torn, his feet bare.  It's obvious that this man was a prisoner in his world.

After the war, the 12th Squad had gotten Inoue Orihime to revive the Octava Espada for the purpose of research.  She had brought him back to life, not realizing their full intentions for their prisoner.

During his time as a captive, he was usually contained in a small cell, with the reiatsu suppressors on him at all times, except when for the sake of research.  Every single precaution was taken to keep him from escaping, as he used to be one of Aizen's Espada and a known danger.  The 12th squad kept him poisoned a great deal of the time, making sure that he was too weak and disoriented to be able to do anything.

Szayel went along with their little game, he knew he couldn't escape at first, he'd have to wait until they relaxed their guard.  He pretended to be weak and broken, when every moment, he was plotting ways to destroy the blasted Shinigami and the accursed woman that had brought him back to life.  It seemed his plan was working so far, the Shinigami weren't applying the poison quite as often, but, so far, he hadn't been able to find a way to break his manacles, the Shinigami had taken away his sword, and had most likely done experiments on it.

Glancing around discreetly, as the manacles kept him from being able to sense anything as well, Szayel found himself in an entirely new place with no Shinigami anywhere around.

A deranged smirk played across his face, perhaps this would be the next step in his plan for freedom and revenge.]

Yumichika had finally wander out of the peaceful and seculded area that Rur'riio Kujaku had shown him after making a slight amends with his real Zanpakuto spirit and a relaxing soak in a hot spring. Now he was looking for either the other members of his squad or something else to cheer him up, somewhere to get a new hair comb or a new kimono.

Sighing he knew the best place to look for any other members of Eleventh Division would be their training grounds within New Seireitei.



[ooc: Yumi's back and will welcome any distraction or delay to his destination.]

[The borders of New Seireitei are an odd place, difficult to defend because of changing terrain and undermanaged due to squad deficiencies and the ever-unpredictable turnover of people this place pulled in.

Byakuya had taken it upon himself to work alongside Ninth and reassess this problem, even taking the occasional patrol himself. Which is what he was doing now, walking sedately along the borderline with a neutral expression and a graceful glide to his step.]


[ooc: Open to all, fighting or CR welcome. Anyone come and bother the noble asshole.]

[Something shifts in the sky near the border between Seireitei and the Neutral Zone and if you look up, you'll notice a brown-haired girl falling out of the air.

She's wearing Academy robes and is bleeding heavily from her midsection. It looks like she won't survive much longer so if you want to save her, you better do it quickly.]

[ooc: Inspired by Shinobu's example of minor character love, here's a Kanisawa fresh from being impaled by that hollow.]

HHWWOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

[BAKOOM! Feel that large burst of reiatsu? The one responsible is a certain Death Rider, charging across the nexus and cutting down whatever hollow is in his way. He's tired of sitting around and feeling useless, he needs to train-- to get stronger. To be able to protect his nakama. He's still in his Shikai Form, seeing as it's easiest to transform into, and he doesn't want to waste any bit of strength. Spotting a larger hollow, Ichigo grips his zanpakutou more tightly.]

ZANGETSU!

["Understood", a voice replies. Ichigo leaps into the air toward the hollow, turning into a spin kick-- large sparks exploding off the enemy at the contact. When he comes around again, he brings the blade down, slashing through the hollow's mask, defeating it. He lands, taking only a moment before shooting off again, taking out more enemies.

After his embarrassing loss against Ichizen, he never wanted to disappoint anyone ever again.]

[ooc: Sort of a reminder, Death Rider Zangetsu/Ichirider is post SS arc but pre-Ulquiorra and Yammy's first appearances.]

[It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Zangetsu couldn't move, face down in the dirt. His host's body was nearly cut into two. It was a neat strike, the blade tip severing the spinal cord. All his power went into patching that first, then into pulling the two pieces into one.

He could've died then, only way to kill an angel was by another angel's hand but...but he didn't die. No, his intent was not to kill him.

He looked at his former commander, eyes unerringly staring into those thick brown ones. There was a soft smile on the man's face.

Then he was gone.

No, it was not that, he was gone. The ground changed, the sky shifted, clouds were in places that they weren't before. The air itself was different.

He began to patch the body back together.]

((OOC: And we got another Ichigo! Have...Supernatural inspired Ichigo, where he's a vessel of an angel and they just nearly got chopped in half by former commander Aizen. Angel!Zangetsu is in control at the moment. And he's kinda confused. But it doesn't show.

Please have healingz? The body is very human.

Also, whatever passes as reiatsu...it feels pure. After all Zangetsu is an angel. There is no taint. But when Ichigo is in control, it is diluted, hidden by flesh and by Ichigo's soul.))

... Tousen, Todou?

[ Standing astonished on the border is a tall, auburn-haired shinigami wearing a white outer coat that reads Muguruma's Ninth Division on the back. He looks around, a hand snatching hold of the dark blue tsuka of his zanpakutou as a multitude of reiatsu signatures hit him, and calls out again. Hadn't they just set up camp?

His own reiatsu is only very slightly comparable to a certain ancient captain, but the similarity is there. ]

Muguruma-taichou!





OOC: Pardon my awful, uncoloured icons. They'll be dealt with when I have the energy; just pretend they're all beautiful and tanned and red-haired Ukitake-faced pretty-boys. 83

[Have an Ukitake walking around the neutral zone, looking slightly lost.  His hand rests on the hilt of Sougyo no Kotowari, just in case something happens.]

This...is not Seireitei.

[He scratches the side of his head.]

[Rukia's walking around the neutral zone. She takes a few more steps before she stops, pushes a strand of hair behind her ear and looks up tot the sky]

It's back and forth between here and the island. I'm not really sure which of the two I prefer. A change of scenery is necessary once in a while, but this is becoming far too often.

[Aizen had called his top three Espada together to tell them that it was time to enter the human world to complete the final stages of his plan for Hōgyoku. With some time before they were to depart, Starrk had declared that the meeting had tired him and was going for one of his many naps.

The first Espada didn't want to fight, he thought the whole thing was pointless, but he owed it to Aizen for giving himself and Lilynette strong Allies to associate with after their time alone together. The lazy man only hoped that there would be someone worth fighting when they finally arrived through the Gargantas.]

Is it time to go yet?

[He pried his eyes open slightly wondering if Lilynette had forgotten to wake him up, but that couldn't be it as she was always jumping on him and poking him, doing anything to get Starrk awake.]



[ooc: Canon Starrk from before the battle in Fake Karkura Town. Come and poke, proud or splash him with water to wake him up from his resting place under a tree.]

[In the city, two brothers were limping towards a nearby police station, wearing only bloodied bathrobes and boxers. Kaien was the less injured of the two and was steadying them both, even though they had been to the hospital, they were still hurting none the less.]

Almos' there..

[Kaien winced as the two of them stumbled.]

Stop ya squirmen, Jaysus ya want us ta end up back en the Hospital fer gettin' run over by a fuckin' bus?

[The orange haired brother grunted a bit and gave a glare.]

Doncha be fuckin' yellen at me! I'm th' one who saved yer ass!

Shut yer mouth! Ef et weren't fa me you'd be chained ta a toilet with a fuckin' bullet en yer skull!

[Ichigo opened his mouth to protest as they limped up the stairs and pushing the doors open.]

Oi! Where th' fuck did you take us?

Wut do ya mean where?!

Ugh! Get yer head outta yer ass and LOOK ya git!

[So yeah Nexus, have two very confused Irish boys standing in the middle of an empty field, blinking in shock for once, the two of them were speechless.]

(OOC note: This is just for cracky fun, not to be uber super serious! In honor of the sequel of Boondock saints! OPEN FOR ALL! Just don't kill the brothers! )

[Another day, another night. And yet she has not arrived.

Should he ask? Should he require? Could he dare?

Stark was sitting on a set of pillows, under some trees on top of a roof. But then, as he came here, to the Nexus, the roof vanished, as did his pillows and his shade. For a second he hovered in the air before he decided it takes waaay too much effort to support himself before dropping into the ground with a loud crack. ]

Ow

[Stares up at the blue sky.

Another day, another night.]

[OOC: Stark from Anarchy RPG.

If you're a Lilynette, will give you a wolf cub! If you're Aizen...give you a cake. If you're someone else...cookies?]

Nake, Benihime!

[ The whistle of fireworks resonated throughout the nexus as Kisuke sliced crimson arcs through hollows, an indulgent smile for their idiocy not the only show of confidence the twelfth squad captain exhibited as he alighted on the ground, perfectly content not to lead them around in circles. Let them come, he wasn't about to run.

Red lights illuminated the sky, burning up clouds once the attacks skimmed through roaring monsters, halving them effectively, a distraction from the Huge Hollow that abruptly ripped through the ground, snakelike, to throw itself at his back. Sparing a glance, a shield flared into existence for the hollow to crash into, forcing Kisuke back in a flurry of dirt and stone at the head of a living, thrashing roller-coaster. ]




OOC: For Ena, but anyone is welcome. ♥

[Trying his best to chase away the uncertainty that lingers within his mind, Sasakibe ventured away from the indoors of his lodgings towards the beautifully sunny outside. With not even a single cloud within the sky, various shades of blue complimented the hues of green as he ventured towards the forest. Every time he desired sanctuary away from the chaotic life he lives, the old Shinigami would wander into the forest in search of peace.

Despite how frustrating life is within the Nexus, Sasakibe found himself actually liking this world more so than he should. Maybe it was the freedom that came along with living within such a bizarre world that attracted him or maybe he just grown used to the Nexus. Whatever the reason, the old lieutenant wasn't looking forward for the day when he would have to face the 'real' world that he quietly forsakes.

Settling upon the banks of the river, Chōjirō found shade under a nearby tree as he gazed out towards the water while lost in thought.]

[Orihime had been noticably absent the whole day, the kitchen door barricaded closed as she worked on her masterpiece. She was determined not to make any mistakes, and at least four attempts of her culinary wonder already lay in the rubbish bin.

But it was finally done, a perfect cake for Uryuu's birthday. A light sponge with buttercream and jam, covered in white icing and piped with a blue Quincy cross.

Now to find the birthday boy!]


[Locked to needlesandpride]