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Bleach Story RPG » 2019 Bleach Archieve » [Battle] Out of the Frying Pan...? (Lancelot, Shinji, Benimaru, and Kuroh VS. Rinoa)

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Graven Fel

Graven Fel

New York City seemed to be having a hell of a day, no matter which way you looked at it. The Espada attacking was causing havoc throughout the city, and there was no shortage of deaths. To add to this chaos, in the suburbs, a place thousands call home, a flash of blue flames ripping the world asunder could be seen, and the smell of brimstone and burning flesh filled the air before vanishing. In it's place, it left a figure dressed in a burnt white tunic, and white trousers.

Coughing up blood from a raw throat, the figure stood up, running a hand through short, spiky purple hair and sighing. He was free...

He wasn't sure how to feel about that, but the Knight of the Lake wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

First things first? Figure out why the Hell people were screaming. Second? Get some clothes that A) weren't covered in Hell-knows-what, and B) weren't 1,500 years old or so. Third? Find whatever passes for a tavern and get a damn drink, since apparently the Catholic Church neglected to mention that Hell wreaks, well, Hell on your throat.

Lancelot's got his priorities down pat, clearly.
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Rena

Rena
Rinoa was standing in the middle of the road infront of the Committee building signalling for people to evacuate  out of the building, "This way quickly. quickly! All civilians and civil staff out of the building! this is not a drill! The Committee is under attack!" She had a few people report to her a second later and she sent them running into the building to locate and find the enemies inside while she dealt with the outside mess.

Things just seemed to want to get worse too. A Hell Gate opened nearby and Rinoa cursed under her breath at her luck going from bad to worse today. She ran over to investigate and see if she could handle the Sinner that was sure to have come through it and was not surprised when she found one that would give her trouble. "Oi Vaye.." She said calmly as she walked towards said sinner and waved a finger at him, "Look can we do this another time? I don't have time to deal with one lone sinner right now and the Espada aren't going to wait for me to catch up to them."

Assuming he would say no.. and regardless of if he did. She would draw her gunblade and sigh softly "Never a peaceful solution is there?" before pulling the trigger of her weapon and firing a bullet off at his head. She figured it wouldn't hit but secretly prayed that the silly little bullet would land it's mark against the sinner.

Graven Fel

Graven Fel

Lancelot blinked in confusion as a black-haired young lady ran towards him to catch his attention, wagging her finger at him. Was...was she chastising him? Who were these Espada? Either way, it wasn't like he desired to go back, if that's what she wished, and he would tell her so in a deep, soothing voice, his British accent still present but tempered due to his time in Hell. "I'm sorry, milady, but I'd rather not go back..."

Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be an option. The girl drew an oddly-shaped sword, pointing it at him and firing a projectile from it as if from a handheld cannon. Lancelot's eyes would widen and he move his head to the side, his combat instincts still just as sharp as they were in life even with a body as torn as his. Straightening back up, he would frown lightly. "Well, that was quite rude. Honestly, I'd much rather just go my own way, but if you insist, then we should likely introduce ourselves. Allow me to begin..."

Light blue, white, and teal reiatsu danced around the man as it formed itself into purple plate armor, form-fitting and as flexible as a second skin while maintaining a defensive form, and in an outstretched hand formed a matching blade, a gorgeous two-handed broadsword that gave off a hint of sorrow, yet was still majestic enough to instill hope in whoever saw it. Resting the mighty blade on his shoulder, the man would finish. "My name is Sir Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake. 'Tis a pleasure to meet you, milady."
technique log [click to open]
Ability Name: Arondight
Description: Arondight is the sibling sword to Excalibur, and has been at Lancelot's side for many years. It holds the same strength as a Shinigami's Zanpakuto in Toukai, and is capable of absorbing any energy-based attack, with a cooldown equal to two posts plus that shared by the attack.

x4 All Physical Attributes

Kuroh

Kuroh
Kuroh stood on the street off to the side. His outfit consisting of his red cloak, hood pulled over his head, his white mask and his blade strapped to his back. The blade itself was quite long, almost as long as he was tall, it also looked to heavy for him to wield effectively, though he could. He had arrived in what he could only assume was the human world after being basically dragged through by a group of hollows and other beings from Hueco Mundo rushing through a gargantua. He didn't care enough to resist and thus he ended up here. He watched as a man appeared out of some form of portal and then a woman approached. They shared some form of banter, but he was just out of hearing range, so he had no idea what was said. He watched as the woman pulled a blade out and fired an energy blast at the man, who dodged it, barely it seemed. The man then used some ability to armor himself and talked to her again in a very casual manner. Kuroh realized this would likely devolve into a fight, and his luck being that he would be dragged in. So, he sent his reiatsu into the ground to begin grinding the earth beneath him into white sand for 100 meters out in all directions. It would take a moment, but not too long. He had just started and already had enough to defend himself from a medium level attack if need be, but he would wait until needed to reveal this. He would just watch from the side until he was forced to participate.

Ragar Rose III

Ragar Rose III
Benimaru had no idea what was going on as always but he had chosen to follow his newest friend Kuroh anyway. Most of his time were spent following his friends whether they wanted him to out not but that was of no concern at the moment. Benny would follow Kuroh into and out the Gargantua in a destoryed human city. Benimaru did not like coming to the human city as he still held memories from his past life where he was abused and abandoned to die and become a hollow. The only reason he didnt mind coming here is because he was with his friends and was bound to run into powerful people as he felt large amount of reiatsu clashing all around him. Following behind Kuroh he would be able to see two people a name an a woman about to engage in combat. How dare the two of them leave Benimaru out of the fun! Benimaru knew that he was the weakest person around but to him that did not matter much. Chasing after more powerful opponents was the highest form of fun to him almost like that of a drug to adults. Because of his intense calling to seek fun he would not hide in the shadows like his friend but he would climb a near by building overlooking everyone currently there as he released his reaitsu at full force.

"HEY YOU TWO I WOULD LIKE TO JOIN THIS BRAWL! I AM WHAT PEOPLE CALL A FRACTION. I THINK ITS A THING HUMANS CALL MATH AND I WAS TOLD IT WOULD BE FUN. BEFORE WE FIGHT WOULD ANYONE LIKE TO BE FRIENDS? BATTLES ARE ALWAYS BETTER BETWEEN FRIENDS!"

He truly was an idiot displaying his full reaitsu and drawing attention to himself by yelling but unconsciously the little arrancar like child was drawing attention away from his friend Kuroh's preparations onto himself. Benimaru was certainly a childish idiot but sometimes the boy had an almost accidental battle instinct that helped him and many others in dangerous situations. Benimaru was prepared to fight at a moments notice but he would wait until the first person made a move against him or the people he calls his friends.

Shinji

Shinji

Shinji next arrived on the scene - rather late, it seemed.  The Garganta he arrived through, tearing at reality with its massive maw, sported far more than just himself.  An army of arrancar clad in white, one that seemed perhaps endless, charged out of the portal behind him, in the direction Shinji was pointing; the building he was supposed to be attacking.  He was still quite unsure of why these beings listened to him, or what his title even entailed.  He only knew he was a Fraccion of the Segunda Espada, and that basically meant most of the weaker arrancar would obey him or attack him - and he had to slaughter them for it.  Still, there were no such instances as this at this particular moment.  Instead, the moment Shinji stepped through his portal, what seemed to be a small projectile whizzed by his head, piercing an arrancar a few meters behind him and felling it in one blow.

It was only now that the somewhat-of-a-man-but-really-some-humanoid-demon-guy-thingamajig was able to survey his surroundings.  His target stood some forty meters away, and between them, another being.  The two of them seemed to be at a standoff.  Good, thought Shinji, she was too powerful for just us, anyway, far as I know.  A quick search of spirit pressure told Shinji that the slightly-adorable-but-also-idiotic Benimaru was nearby, and it was only a second after that that he heard dialogue from the boy that was probably a century old, at least.  A sigh of amusement escaped him as he wondered for the umpteenth time why he was even there.  Because as annoying as Benimaru is, his protection is probably the only reason you obey Selica - your life isn't worth defending at the expense of others.'  Another quick search showed Kuroh was present.  He didn't know much about this individual, only that he was an ally and an arrancar.  Shinji moved not, and instead focused on mentally preparing himself for whatever crash of spirit pressure was about to hit him.  If he prepared for it, he could perhaps avoid being floored by it.  

Now, he simply waited for someone to make a move, his intentions mostly being to verify that this other individual - whatever he was - was indeed, on his side.
 

Rena

Rena
Rinoa was more busy with the polite sinner and was too focused on mentally scoffing at him to notice the 3 small fraccions at first, but this was quickly rectified when Benimaru started yelling. Waiting for him to finish she replied to Lancelot, "I'm Rinoa Heartilly," She said before putting up a finger and wagging it at Lancelot, "Look nothing personal but I don't associate with Sinners or the Espada. You can't expect me to believe the coincidence of your arrival Sir Lancelot and even if it's true you are still a sinner and must be destroyed." Her blaster edge charged up with wind magic and she fired off a Tornado at the level of an F5 at the three espada for them to deal with while she took her gunblade in both hands and tried to smite Lancelot with it with an overhead chop.

The three espada would be forced to deal with the Tornado for a full post leaving her a little time alone with the sinner who was still confusing her. What would be the most curious about this Tornado is that it seemed to ONLY target the Espada... it didn't seem to do ANY damage to the surrounding buildings or people outside of those three espada's. As this was part of Rinoa's abilities she already knew that would happen and could turn it off at any time.. but she wouldn't

Graven Fel

Graven Fel

Lancelot's eyes widened at the sudden inclusion of the rather-loud child. It wasn't that he didn't like children, it just rankled at his sense of honor to see one on a battlefield, as they could not typically defend themselves and others would prey on them for some twisted sense of victory. He had seen it before. Glancing around briefly, he noted the two other individuals before turning back to the now-named Rinoa. Nodding his head once, politely, as she explained that she could not believe in the sheer coincidence of the situation, his eyes hardened as she fired a powerful gust of wind magic at the young boy and his friends.

Bringing Arondight up horizontally to deflect the two-handed strike coming down on his form and counterattack, Rinoa would find his own quick slash to her stomach to be overwhelming, far heavier than it should have been, while her own attack had been deflected far too easily considering the difference in power between the two combatants. The truth was, if she cared to examine the situation closer, the force behind her own attack had actually powered Lancelot's, striking back at double the original strength of her attack.

Following up that strike with a single upwards one at a strength and speed that could only have been Hitotsume: Nadegiri, a technique developed by Shinigami and only taught to them-bringing up even more questions, Lancelot would step back around ten feet, looking at the crevice and destruction caused by the first engagement. Holding his beloved sword loosely, he stretched his shoulders, his armor gliding effortlessly like a second skin. "Well, Lady Heartilly, you certainly have quite a bit of power behind your attacks, but I'm not sure anyone's shown you how to use it properly. Who is responsible for your training?"

While it may seem like pleasant conversation at an odd time at first glance, Lancelot was well aware that questions could also be asked of him. Knowledge was power, and was more valuable to him at that exact moment than nearly anything else. After all, he'd been tortured in Hell for far too long to know anything about the modern state of affairs. Letting his opponent ask questions of him, and asking questions in return, could only help in that endeavor.

He refused to go back, even if it was what he deserved.
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Ability Name: Crusade
Description: Lancelot redirects an opponent's physical attack once every two posts, countering with an attack twice as strong as one that would have hit him. This attack cannot be initiated on it's own, and simply redirects the force of the opponent's attack, adding Lancelot's own strength to it boosted with enough reiryoku to ensure that the initial strike is cancelled and redirected properly.

Ability Name: Eternal Arms Mastery
Description: Lancelot's mastery of the combat arts has reached the point that it was said to be unrivaled in his era. Through complete merging of mind, body and technique, he became able to make use of any sword technique that he has ever seen, even if only at a glance. This list includes a few he already knew, and will be updated in the future with more as time goes on.
-Name: Hitotsume: Nadegiri
Description: A precision cut of extreme force and speed which can casually slice through large, multi-story high opponents protected by steel skin. This slash is so precise and swift, its victims are typically not even aware of it until after it has taken place. This technique requires a three post cooldown.

x4 All Physical Attributes

Kuroh

Kuroh
Kuroh watched as his acquaintances arrived with him, he didn't know them all that well, but he knew enough to be sure they were on his side. He also quickly learned that the woman was not on his side as she sent a swirling cone of wind spiraling at him and his compadres. He had no way of dealing with it in his current state so he did the only logical thing he could think of. He ran the opposite direction. It was a crude and probably unintelligent plan, but until he found a way to deal with it, he had no other options. Perhaps he could drown it with sand? He didn't know, but once he got a decent distance away, he would create a deep hole in the ground using his sand, dive in, fill it back up and harden the sand on top. He didn't know if it would protect him, but it was better than nothing. He only hoped that his impromptu team survived the whirling cone of death.

Ragar Rose III

Ragar Rose III
Benimaru would once again be ignored by those in front of him. This had really started bothering him, it was like no one ever wanted to be his friend and that was enough to make the child minded Arrancar angry. Deciding to take matters into his own hands Benimaru would jump off the building falling towards Rinoa and Lancelot. But just as he was about to fall in between him the boy would be picked up by powerful winds that began violently swirling him around. "Hey!!! What the heck is this?!?!?!" As the intensity of the wind picked up Benimaru began swirling around the group fast and faster. He of course would take some damage but his Hierro would help keep the helpless child around and not dead. Despite being stuck in the dangerous situation Benimaru only seemed to be enjoying himself more. Loud and annoying laughs could be heard coming from the tornado as a orange ball of fur was viciously churned through the sky. "THIS IS FUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Using what little strength he had to re position himself Benimaru would allow himself to crash into the side of a building so that he would stop swirling around in the tornado and just be pinned there for the remaining duration. Raising his hand against the strong force off wind the small child would began gathering energy in his palm. The second he would be released from the winds he would fire a full power cero at the lady who threw the attack his way. It was now clear who the boys playmate was and he would decide to back up the meanie Lancelot who ignored him but for now he could only charge the attack and wait for a good moment to strike.

"Fine if neither of you want to be my friend by just me asking I will have to show you my power then there is no way you can turn Benimaru down! MUAHAHAHAA!"

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