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Post by Merco on Feb 1, 2008 23:58:55 GMT
Every slash Saith made was instantly blocked by a hitogata, which seemed to simply re-materialise in front of his blade. Merco dodged and ducked gracefully, luring Saith closer and closer with every swipe of Kiri.
As soon as Saith was close enough, Merco aimed a fist at his chest. "Bala!" A rapid-fire rain of impossibly fast projectiles began firing out of his fist. Not enough to kill, but enough to knock Saith back and wind him, possibly cause some internal bleeding if it hit right.
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 11:25:27 GMT
Saith crashed into a tall, grey sky scraper, rocks blowing everywhere. When the dust cleared, Saith re-emerged, grinning. He had a few cuts on his shoulder, and he wiped Kiri on the wounds, the blade turning red. "Ketsueki Kiri... Hakuhen..." The blood on the blade shot off, becoming sharp, red snowflakes. They began to circle around Merco. Saith jumped through the circle, slicing left and right, finishing by firing a White Lightning straight at Merco's chest.
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 11:30:19 GMT
Merco's hitogata grappled with the snowflakes, driving them back. When Saith jumped in, Merco began dodging, left and right. However, the white lightning shot at him like a thunderbolt, unavoidable and deadly.
His smile did not falter however, as the deadly spell ripped through his clothes and went right through the circle on his chest. Jumping back, Merco called his hitogata back. "Very good, it's easy to see why you're the captain of squad eleven... I can even understand how you might have been a match for some of the Espada..."
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 11:36:28 GMT
"Heh! That's funny!" A Hell's butterfly arrived. "One sec." Saith listened to the butterfly, and began to laugh. "Finally!" He tore off a sleeve, to reveal a tatoo of a flower. "Seal Eleven... Broken!" The tatoo shimmered, then disappeared. "Now witness my true power! I was using just 10% of my power when we were fighting, but I now have permission to go over!" He got into a fighting position. "Your destruction has ended!"
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 11:40:00 GMT
Merco looked hurt. "You assume too much... it wasn't I who did all this... it was that deluded old woman you "saved" but a minute ago. I just sat back and watched the show."
Merco brushed his hair once more, before yawning. "You see, I had planned on eating her after she had gone to the trouble of absorbing souls for me. A fatter pig makes more bacon!"
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 11:48:16 GMT
"You sicken me with your lies!" He began twirl his sword by the ribbon, creating a shimmering shield in front of him. "It was obviously you! A Hollow that weak certainly couldn't do all this!" He pointed his finger towards the Arrancar. "White Lightning!" He began to shoot multiple bolts of white from his finger.
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 11:53:37 GMT
Merco smiled, holding out his hand. "Go my Crystal Hitogata... go Ibigakarasu!" Suddenly the hitogata moved on the offensive, shooting towards Saith with razor-sgarp wind currents generated by their movements carving up any ground or building in their path.
Any time a white lightning bolt encountered them, it was whipped into submission by the sheer wind force. At last, they reached Saith, going behind his shield and using wind to try cutting his skin.
"Liar? I'm no lair... the hollow did do it. Of course, at first there were many, but she consumed them as well! Such a shame, with all those consumed souls inside her, she would've been delicious..."
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 11:57:18 GMT
The Hitogata were spinning around him, and he began to spin at the same speed and direction as the blades, the wind being used to fuel his movement, instead of damage him. All of a sudden, he shot upwards, commanding his Bloodflakes to attack Merco while he was defenceless.
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 12:00:04 GMT
Merco wathed the snowflakes draw nearer, a lax expression on his face. "Stop them." Suddenly, two hitogata intercepted the snowflakes. "I didn't send them all at you you know."
Merco sighed, looking up at the sky. "What is the point of this fight? Why do you want to kill me?"
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 12:03:26 GMT
"You're a Hollow... As a Shinigami, it is my duty to destroy you, and save you from this accursed fate!" He wiped the blood onto his blade, and spawned another three bloodflakes. Now there were six, and he called them to him. "Now... You can not win..." He shot forward, charging at Merco, the six bloodflakes going in front, spinning rapidly, and attacking at random.
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 12:09:27 GMT
The bloodflakes and hitogataq battled, making the air whip furiously around the two combatants. Despite being outnumbered, Merco's hitogata were faster, and seemed to have the upper hand.
"My accursed fate? Hahahahah! Silly Shinigami. The Soul Society is more of a hell than a heaven. That old woman you just killed? She will go to one of the poor districts, where her life will be even harder!"
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 12:18:43 GMT
"For devouring souls? She deserves it!" He shunpo'd behind the Arrancar. "Time to meet your end!" He lifted his hands. "It's time for your redemption by fire! Abolishing Flames!" A flash of purple fire shot down towards Merco.
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 12:23:53 GMT
The flame lanced down, washing over Merco like water flooding a hole. When the flame died down, Merco was still sanding, but there was a faded "5" tattoo visible on the back of his neck.
"Oh, well as much as I appreciate you're generosity, I have one minor disagreement. I don't want to die. I don't want to turn into that human loser I was before I became a Hollow."
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Post by Saith on Feb 2, 2008 12:26:31 GMT
Saith growled, slicing at the arrancar's arm. "Dammit! How'd you survive against that? No matter! I will defeat you!"
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Post by Merco on Feb 2, 2008 12:30:37 GMT
"Well, I was once quite high-ranking... before I became a privaron that is." Merco jumped high into the air, his hitogata spinning around him. Using the wind currents generated by them, Merco floated over to a wrecked house.
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