Subject: Home Sweet Home? Thu Mar 31, 2016 7:22 am
It was cold, quiet, and very dark. The depths of the night had surrounded him as he stood silently in the midst of the Brazilian jungles. They were once his home, so many millenia ago, but this had drifted from his mind for many moons. When one had lived as long as Desederio had, your own personal existence started to mean a great deal less. He was powerful, wise as his years were long, and yet had no feelings for himself or any others. He merely had watched as time had passed by, observing the other hollows and humans; their failures and successes. He had seen them turn from tribes, into the thriving colonies that now ruled the planet. They had gone from hunting and living in commune with animals to turning them into their slaves to be fed and used.
The hollows though had always remained the same, ever hungry, ever mindless. They were the epitome of what a beast was, mindless and crazed. They lived only to see their next meal and continued that cycle on typically until they died. The rare few 'evolved' into stronger crazed beasts. However they were beasts with minds, personalities, and most dangerous, individuality. They were an animal, but they were also a person that could think and comprehend. Desederio was what could be considered one of the most dangerous of these creatures. He was once a hollow, when he could not quite remember; but he had once been one. He was now an Arrancar, an evolved beast as he would see them.
He had been given greater strength and cognitive function, and was seen as the greatest danger by most other beings. He did not see himself this way though. He had neither the want or care to inflict harm onto another being. He simply wandered from place to place, observing. That was how he had found himself where he was, in the lush vegetation that was his home as a human. Those were times that his memory would never be able to recall, if they were even there anymore to begin with. But even still, the place brought a fondness to him, some sort of familiarity that he could not place. He sat down where he had once stood and laid himself down in the grass beneath him.
It felt, nice, he thought that was what it was. The emotion that humans called happiness, perhaps this was just being content? He was not entirely sure, but he did not dislike the action of doing so or the feel of it against his body. It was something to pass the time, the endless void of space that had become his existence. He had no real friends, or even any true knowledge of what that word really meant. For him a friend was not something that was plausible, in an emotional sense at least. There was the little one though, she was strange aesthetically and peaked his interests slightly. It was something else for him to see that may pass the time. She had often followed him around, though he was never quite sure why.
He had no problem with it, it was just something else to, pass the time. That was what his life had become at that point, just passing time and waiting for something else to occur. He felt as though he never really lived, but merely existed and watched as things happened around him. Though he did sometimes wonder what she was doing, curious as to how such a strange thing could exist as long as she had. This was one of those very times as he lay there contemplating her existence as well as his own. As he lay there he called out to her, wondering what she was doing. "Syzelle, can you hear me? I wonder, what are you doing."
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Thu Mar 31, 2016 8:41 am
Amoral
Analytical
Absolutely Oblivious
Syzelle Systella
266/266/1,666
Tap, Tap, Tap. The girl's feet tapped upon the walkway much like a doll's feet against cement. Every movement was giving away her position. Eventually her clothing finally formed out of Reiatsu, giving her a soft doll like dress. She began trotting forward in a skipping motion. Her childish nature finally coming back to her. However, the interesting part was that, she bore a mask over her face. Though, she always bore a mask. This mask was simple. It had no features except a nose, a mouth, and eyes. Yet, it was blank. It had no structure to it. IT was like, the person was a nobody. The girl's body would appear from a loud annoying rip sound that echoed behind Dese. Her footsteps would disappear into the grass. Ah, perfect! With a gentle smile she would leap upwards and land upon Dese's lap facing him. He was always a sour puss sport. But yet, she found the time to try and lighten up his mood. She knew he often held the nature of, let things happen but the little girl, Syzelle, well, she was always curious, and innocently so.
"Dese-sama. I see you've been thinking about me. One of my tentacles tingled." She nodded confidently as she closed her eyes while doing so. Afterwards, she'd slide off by his side and lay on the ground looking up at the stars of the night sky. Her eyes slowly fluttering as if tired. Though, she had just awoken from a long hibernation. She'd offer a discontent based sigh before a more happier contented one right after it.
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Sat Apr 02, 2016 5:03 am
Moments after he spoke out into the night sky a tear opened up in space itself. The one who resided within it and had come to him was the one he had called to. It was Syzelle, or as she fashioned herself around others, Kenya. He presumed to be the only one who knew the little devils real identity. She was a great deal different then he was in basically every way. Where he was uncaring and impassive to the world and the beings in it; she was fairly self focused, very sassy, and at times even oblivious. Perhaps the two together actually made one normal being, emotions and thoughts completely intact. Perhaps that was the reason that the two had traveled together for so long despite being absolute polar opposites.
While Dese could not place any actual emotion when he thought of her existence, or the possibly of it no longer being there, he did not mind her company either. If she died it would take little to no toll on him, but somewhere he felt it would be a slightly duller world without her. Sighing lightly, he felt a weight on his chest as the small girl placed herself on him with the widest grin he had ever seen. He stared at her blankly, simply raising an eyebrow as she began to speak. Grunting lightly, he stood up after she had moved herself off his chest and placed his hands into his pockets. "I continually forget how grotesque your true form is. The way you feed and function is fairly nauseating, but efficient nonetheless. You do not waste any part of your meal, an admirable quality."
This was the best he could do as far as complimenting someone could go. Though brutally honest and blunt in everything he said, he noted all of the truthful qualities of those around him. It was something he supposed could count as liking a quality about her. Looking about for a moment, their was a distinct lack of other creatures in the area. While Syzelle was the leader of his little entourage, or more appropriately people that followed him around and he simply tolerated it, there were others that were missing. Looking down at her for a moment he questioned the whereabouts of the rest of his groupies. "You typically do not come alone when I call you. Whether by choice or not I do not know nor do I care. I am just curious as to where the others are, have they finally perished?"
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Sat Apr 02, 2016 5:33 am
Amoral
Analytical
Absolutely Oblivious
Syzelle Systella
308/574/1,974
Kenya looked to Dese with bright eyes behind that odd little mask of hers. She offered a slight smile as her voice soothingly escaped both her, and her mask's lips. "Aw, Dese, you're so sweet." She teased lightly as she folded her hands around her knees. She'd rest her head on them as well and simply stare at Dese as he spoke. After bringing up the question he had asked she blinked and stared blankly, not having realized they didn't come with her. She looked around to see nothing except, well, she only now noticed that her Garganta didn't close like it should have. Her left hand would slowly point to it and speak up lightly. "I think they're still coming. I didn't realize they were so slow!" She drew out the word slow in a somewhat low and, well, slow fashion to try and illustrate her point. After a small giggle she stood up and brushed her little lolita dress off before trotting over to the garganta and knocking on the entrance with her right hand. Her hands would then move behind her back, clasping one another, and finally resting just above her buttox. Her stature was prim, proper, and slightly mobile as she lifted onto her toes every few seconds while waiting.
"You're late, you're late! For a very important date! We need to have a tea party, or Dese will be sad! Lets goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." She said in a slightly annoyed voice. Her odd eyes now finally visible as she opened them. How somewhat adorable they were. They were small, almost minuscule compared to her mask. What struck most people as odd was, they were very feline in nature. Her eyes darted back and forth while waiting for her enterage. Finally they emerged from the garganta. She smiled lightly and jumped upwards with glee while clapping. "Here they are~" She said in an almost singing tone. It was then, one of the larger brutish looking ones smiled lightly and lifted Kenya onto his shoulder where she sat happily, kicking her feet around aimlessly. "Yay! A ride!" She clapped her hands once more as she looked down to Dese. "So, what're we doin' here Dese? O H OH OH! Can we have a tea party?!" She asked, relatively enthusiastically.
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Sat Apr 02, 2016 6:13 am
It was always strange to watch them go on and on as they did. They would march and scream and prattle like the unusual beasts that they were. Granted he himself was once a hollow just as they were, but he never recalled being the way that they were. He was what could possibly be called a rarity among their species. Hollows and Arrancar were typically noted to being very violent, arrogant, and savage monsters. They enjoyed killing and feeding on their prey, or just for the sake of murdering something. He himself had certainly killed a large number of hollows when he was one, it was the only way he could have continued on as he did. However, once he had attained his current form, he could not remember the last time he had actually drew his blade.
He did not see any particular reason in doing so, it was pointless. Most creatures he encountered were weak and insignificant enough that they posed no threat. Stacking that on top of the fact that violence to him was a purpose without a point, just made him fairly docile. He was fairly powerful, and if pressed into a corner he would fight and kill anyone who crossed him; only under duress would he resort to such tactics. If it could be avoided by any means, that was more his style to do so. He enjoyed observing, and watching everything unfold around him as if he was some sort of bystander to existence. In league with time, not fighting with it or against it, just there.
He sighed lightly as he moved forward through the brush, assuming that the rest would follow him as they continued on. He offered only a single line to Syzelle's questioning of what they were doing there. "I had figured you would all have been hungry by now. Is that not usually the reason why you guys usually come here?" He knew how they thought for the most part, under all of their individual personalities. They were hollows, and they were all the same, they needed to continue growing and feeding. They would not and could not stop under any circumstances. If they did it could very well mean the end for them. The only thing worse then being killed, was not killing enough and reverting to your form as a gillian.
However, when one reverted they could not progress forward once more and would remain so for the rest of their lives. Their strength is not the only thing they lost though. Most importantly out of everything they would lose themselves, their individuality, and become simply another soldier marching among the mass.
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Sat Apr 02, 2016 6:30 am
Amoral
Analytical
Absolutely Oblivious
Syzelle Systella
446/1,020/2,420
Thump, thump, thump. The larger beast like hollow that Syzelle was riding on seemed to just walk along like that of a giant brutish beast, much like it was. It's footsteps were heavy and not best suited for stealth. Syzelle just continued to kick her feet lightly as she listened to Dese speak. It was then she frowned lightly. She held her tongue for several minutes before finally speaking. "But I don't like it!" She drew out the word like for at least a full thirty seconds. She really despised how she consumed. She hated the whole idea of eating. Sure, the hunger was strong inside of her and she could barely control it. But boy did she try every second she got. She utterly hated the idea of eating other beings. Not so much for the fact that she hated eating. No, it was more for the fact that she hated the way she ate. Though, deep down she knew how important it was. She just tried to avoid it until the last possible moment every chance she could. She lowered her gaze down to the ground as she spoke. " I wish I never really needed to. It's nasty and icky." She exclaimed. Her voice sounding stern yet, somewhat scared. She almost feared how she ate, simply because it was so gross to her. It was a private thing that she completely hated and that was a point she couldn't stress enough.
Finally she managed to calm herself and begin kicking her feet once more, trying to set aside the thoughts for now. "Well until I have to, I'm going to just do what ever. Maybe we can have a tea party after?" She pleaded to Dese in an attempt to change the subject. She smiled brightly at the thought of a tea party as she lightly tapped the hollow's head she was sitting on. "Mr. Cuddlesworth here would like a tea party. And so would Sir Sippington." She beamed brightly as she pointed to a more taller, skinnier hollow in the group. She giggled lightly when she noticed the one thing she forgot, but Mr. Cuddlesworth didn't. That's right, a small blue slime-like hollow was resting on Mr. Cuddlesworth's right shoulder. She quickly reached around his head and grabbed it, lightly petting it as she spoke. "YOU BROUGHT BLUBBY WITH YOU!?" She asked in a shocked yet loud voice. It was almost akin to a scream. She quickly began petting it lightly, the small slimy tip which was pointed, seemed to flick around when she did. She cuddled it lightly and rested it in her lap as she happily kicked her feet once more.
Sayomi Cho
Location : Here
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Sat Apr 02, 2016 11:23 am
The early morning seemed to not have been, Sayomi seemed more reluctant to awaken that day for a reason of personal matters. When questioned why she put it as merely excitement of the mission had her wanting more sleep to be well rested. Still internally her mind curled into a corner. She was worried, today was the day of a huge mission. She would go back to the living world to hunt hollows but this time as a leader of a group. Sure there was that backup plan Tenkai had put in as a safety measure but something in her felt the need to almost want to back out of this. Still she didn't want to disappoint herself with something as simple as cowardice. So she rolled out of bed to get cleaned, and after a few moments staring into the mirror she gave out a long sigh. "Just think of the positives here girl, if this goes right everyone is safe there's no hollows and I get to be a vice captain as easy as that. All you have to do is pay attention." She took a moment after her whispers of encouragement to clothe herself. Adorned on to her was the regular more fitted clothes unlike the ones she was required to wear as a Shinigami, a purple and cream white mixture of colors to compliment her skin. Her blade over her shoulder in a good bond to hold onto. Sayomi even fixed her hair to look presentable but not overly flashing.
She was going mid-day, the sun still in the sky and the breeze crawling over. Once she had made it to the area prescribed a few days before she awaited to be transported to the world of the living. The gentle butterflies coming forth to bring her there as if in a blink of an eye. She looked to the group she was to look after here. Tsunkai wasn't of them, he was standing aside looking, well rather almost glaring towards Sayomi to somehow silently tell her not to mess up. Not out of hate or spite, but to keep the mood serious and gather what she was capable to do or was not. Saikensen was rearing to go, he looked ready to fight and there wasn't even a single hollow in sight. Kizai seemed quiet but nevertheless strong in suit as she barely looked to the others. Yamata seemed stoic, not so much serious but dazed as if he didn't care to listen. Yoshi as the last of the group seemed very easily distracted, following random objects rather than Sayomi herself.They had all gathered her before she had, not that she wanted to give an excuse for her absence. Still it's not like she was given information as to the time to meet. Ah so the living world of humans was where they stood. Sayomi may not recall her first moments here alive but she certainly could never forget the last moments in her life. Here's the hope for no recurrences this time. Still this wasn't the same area she was once, this was South America. How could she know but from a sign nearby for vacationers. Yes that's right they were near a info booth for travellers across the ocean.
Still onto the matter at hand she looked to the small group. After mulling over a few ideas she looked around and began to speak. "Alright so I'd like for everyone to listen up, no one is breaking off from the group. No splitting up or going separate paths like some mystery crew." She spoke with a smile given up and a slight laugh hoping someone would join her but utter silence went through. "Ahem...well anyhow what I'd like is to have Sai there as our lookout, anything and I mean anything you see that isn't normal you tell me okay?" Saikensen was confused as to who she was mentioning towards but soon caught on with a stern nod. Of course in reality his mind was more willing to charge into anything she just mentioned rather than actually tell her anything. Sayomi then looked to Kizai and went up to her with a pat on the back with had her wince and pull her body away from it. "Oookay then, well I need you to cover the signal from the cell. Same with his deal except I want you to give me details so we can make a plan here." With a shy nod Sayomi stood up grinning happily as she went on to the last two. "Alrighty Yam and Yoshi, I'd like for you two to step in as shields to cover her, this means any traps or attacks need to be held off until I can give orders for specified attacks for us all." The didn't even seem to move from their stances, giving Sayomi a slight of concern but she gave a shrug in hopes they got the information.
Now to look towards Tsunkai and finish the job assignment. "You probably already know what to do but I'm going to also need you to cover blind spots. You alone have much better senses to lookout for danger than all of us from what I figure. I don't want to have to rely on you but that's all I really need." She had caught onto the leadership ability pretty easily despite how their personalities clashed. She was a sociable person after all anyway. Now the real mission had begun. Search for these hollows quoted from the area. "Let's get going then guys!" She mentioned hoping the encouragement would bring the feeling around. It somewhat helped however the group seemed to disperse ahead from her. "Ah! Hey wait up for me!" She laughed catching up to the group as she walked on beside them. Sayomi put her hands into the pocket of her pants and looked around at the sights to what looked like a careless view. Of course she herself was taking into the lookout position, this way not one but three at once would be looking for anything odd and the other two ready on the edge to snap to a fighting position at her call. Sneak attacks wouldn't work here, for even the smallest move to attack would have everyone ready. Or so she'd think considering to Saikensen he just wanted to fight something, anything that even looked at him wrong just to give a reason to not be so bored. The easiest cover for the group was the most obvious, they looked like travelers. Not in an ethereal sense, but rather like vacationers looking at the sights and pointing out monuments. Not all of the group had the ethnicity to fit into the area anyhow, let alone the lingo or speech.
The group would feel a small shake to the ground which caused Saikensen to jump to a fighting position and started bolting to the cause of it. Sayomi could see him run off as well as Tsunkai as she well knew but the others probably couldn't tell what had happened. "Sai! SAI get back here!" She called out and started gathering the group to follow him. It didn't help that three of the group was quite slowed in comparison. This left Saikensen at the forward advantage of the group to meet with the sound immediately where the rest was left in the dust trying to catch up to him. "Sai, Saiken! Hello? Dude come back here you don't need to be running off without my orders." She spoke out as the group finally was catching up, but not with him in their view yet. He however would soon meet up to the hollow group, oh how many stood before him with a small girl sitting on top of one of them and a taller fellow standing aside. He gathered a ready blade to begin his battle. Not even giving the courtesy for his name or introductions, just wrung into a fight just like that.
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Sat Apr 02, 2016 12:02 pm
Amoral
Analytical
Absolutely Oblivious
Syzelle Systella
(586/1,606/3,006)
Syzelle was gently kicking her feet upon the hollow's chest gently as the group walked forward slowly. Eventually they were stopped dead in their tracks by a somewhat tall, odd looking woman. She bore a shihakushou, black horn rimmed glasses, and tied up brown hair with a few strands flicking around in front of her blue eyes. Of course, Syzelle immediately tucked Blubby into her small lolita dress as she clapped her hands. "Oooo! Look! It's a Shmimi!" The girl said with a rather loud voice as her kicking seemed to hasten slightly. She giggled a little as she waves to her with a large full armed movement. It was then the large brutish beast she was on leaned down slightly, like that of an ape and kept his fists planted on the ground while he stared at her and growled.
"Aw, that's not nice Mr. Cuddlesworth!" She pouted slightly as the taller one seemed to ready their claw like hands to battle. Syzelle was disappointed for sure, but then again, hollows had a hard time resisting the smell and taste of a shinigami. The girl would pout lightly before looking down to the large brutish hollow. "You should be ashamed of yourself Mr. Cuddlesworth. What if they're here for the tea party?" She smiled brightly from behind that odd mask she bore. The mask which held no facial features aside from the nose, mouth, and eyes. Ah, her soft almost sky blue cat-like eyes stared at the new arrival. She gently hopped down, her little lolita dress fluttering like a bellbottom dress as she did, revealing her tight, black, spandex leggings as she did. After touching on the ground gently she would rest her hands on her hips and turn to the brutish hollow.
"Now, Mr. Cuddleswroth. Be on your best behavior. I don't want you to go off and run away like Mr. Spiddles." She nodded lightly. It was then that, she remembered the other hollows that were there. One of them was a giant black cloaked hollow with a simple white, long nosed mask that stood behind them. This hollow easily dwarfed any sky scrapers that man had built near there. They were easily around the size of a full grown adult redwood tree, if not a bit larger. Finally, since everyone had stopped the last, fourth hollow walked out from behind the larger brutish one. He was very bull like, with sharp horns atop his head, very bony looking, large brutish arms, very stocky and quite tall. Perhaps six foot or so. Syzelle huffed lightly as she sat down in front of them and pouted slightly. She knew they'd fight. She could smell the taste of the shinigami herself. It was almost too good to pass up. Slowly, her body would turn to face towards the shinigami as if she was simply floating. As she stared at her with the sky blue cat eyes, she wondered what the shinigami was thinking. It would be then that the giant Gillian began to step forward after releasing a very loud, shaky roar. It was a well known fact that Gillian were extremely dangerous and quite feral. The hollow would look down towards the shinigami as a red light began to appear. It would be then that the light would flicker lightly. Syzelle of course, was quite angry with how things were going but, she didn't see a point in stopping them. The taste was already in their mouths. They wanted, no, they needed this.
Sayomi Cho
Location : Here
Subject: Re: Home Sweet Home? Mon Apr 04, 2016 4:17 am
Sayomi continued the need to catch up with the rest of the group as she found her target. Or rather the large group of them. Oh this wasn't good, being out in the open and able to see their height was immense. Let alone Saikensen right at the front of the crowd. Kizai soon bolting off, obviously for personal reasons considering they were the lowest in rei of the group with little experience at all against a huge group of monsters in a basic sense. Sayomi had no choice but to serve as distraction, which she was very good at. Oh deep down how she knew this wasn't going to end well. But what was she able to do? One of them basically left the group, the other set off running in fear, and the last few barely listened to the conversation of what they were suppose to do earlier anyway. Tsunkai seemed complacent with just watching the situation. With Sayomi left to have to do whatever she could. She soon caught up to Kizai, considering running away was a retreat only able to end in death. "Don't go off like that, they could be faster than you okay...just stay nearby. We don't need people being picked off one by one." She knew Hollows went on instinct but perhaps if she could distract them with herself as the appetite then the others could still escape. But no guarantee stood here for this to work. "Sai I have no idea what you've got but you'd better back from them or you'll be their appetizer!" She called out looking to the other two. "You both need to keep Kizai here safe and stop standing around like statues." With a sigh and roll of eyes Yamata and Yoshi headed to Kizai side. All three grasping the blades at their hilts. Each were unique, Kizai stance was with the Zanpaktou was to right with a lowered body. Yamata was holding his with a handle grip of both hands in front of himself. Yoshi held his over his shoulder, somehow everyone had a feeling he wasn't going to take this seriously. The three in the back jumped back a good distance into the air keeping a defensive wall in some sense ready.
Sayomi took out her own sword heading to Saikensen's side, she held hers only in her left hand but outward from the body. Though difficult she tried to keep a content smile, not for pride or assurance but spirit and encouragement. It wasn't so much for distraction rather in some way she felt this wasn't going to end well. It was better to have some sorta idea but what could they even do? "Sai, you've been quiet the entire time...what are you thinking? Why are you here and not with the group?!" She asked curiously looking towards them. Not far off from the group hidden away seemed to have been two others not with the Hollows. If anything they were watching the event take forward. Sayomi was focused upon the giant structure coming towards them and thus hadn't caught onto them. However one thing caught her hearing and that was the small girl of the group in the Hollows. "Cuddles...worth?" Saikensen however seemed more focused on the figure coming towards them. which had begun to move and shine the red light down towards them. With that Sayomi looked to see it come closer and wasn't sure what it even was. Saikensen was the first to move, knocking into Sayomi to get out of the way of the path of the attack. Sayomi was able to be bumped out of the path but Saikensen wasn't so lucky. With half the lower torso of their body missing. Seeing the light was closing in towards them Sayomi grabbed Saikensen's arms to drag them to her immediately and bolted away from the attack, lifting her onto her back for better stability. Being that she was a doctor, emergencies were something she saw often and gruesome works weren't nauseating or affected her too bad mentally. "Stay calm, keep breathing I mean it..." She whispered heading to the other three with Tenkai stationed nearby.
This time without question she ordered something to be done. Battles of course weren't her forte but the ER with dying patients and nurses hustling around was something very memorable and picked up on. Kizai seemed in shock and fear, barely wanting to even touch the still living Saikensen. This was when Sayomi looked over the wound which to her surprise wasn't what she expected to be. It wasn't bleeding, the blood and organs were seared from the sheer heat from that beam. She had no idea how to heal this, or even how to fix it. Was it even fixable in the first place? A firm hand placed on her shoulders shakingly. "Run, and get them out of there too..." Sayomi looked to her on her back lowering down to the ground and watching the wound. There wasn't anyway to stop this, not even if it were healed over "Sai...Saikensen i'm sorry...see you again someday right?" She said solemnly for a moment then sunk down and watched what was life in them fade away in that half body left there. Kizai was hysterical and crying not even sure how to cope with what happened, Yoshi seemed to back away then give a scowl towards the beasts, and Yamata didn't seem to care, and paid more attention to the Hollows. Sayomi stood up finally giving a deep gulp down. She was used to death, she had seen it and experienced it. Still one thing that showed was that she wasn't smiling anymore. Tears weren't on her face but she wasn't smiling and that alone was something she didn't do often. "You three stay back here, unless you absolutely want to get killed there's no other way I can see out of this." She took this moment of dire need and loss of hope to hear something odd like a voice. Looking to her blade she heard mumbling then a voice. Rather than have introductions it was calling out a name. The blade gave off a sound which she heard clearly. "Oh so you finally hear me huh? Took you long enough you deaf-agh nevermind! Look baka say my name and let's get this done before everyone else dies! Don't get this wrong now, it's Ekitai Kesshō Got it?"
Sayomi was slightly in shock but she had to focus, saying what she had heard out loud. Holding onto the blade in hopes of something, anything to happen. "Eki...Ekitai K-ke...Ekitai Kesshō!" Ah stress will do it as she soon found the sword blade giving off a sound as if she had gotten it right. She watched it's glow before taking it to press against the ground and rise up. "Tell me what to do next, I need to know." After a moment of silence the blade shined with the glimmer of the sunlight upon it and the effeminate voice returned. Still just as harsh as beforehand. "Fine by me, so time for some needed lessons. Zōshoku, Ekitai Kesshō, say it and you'll get a tad bit stronger, possibly enough to scare them off or get the hell outta here. But only when you're able to strike..." With that she looked upon the monsters and readied herself to say it. The other three still in shock of the death and not really caring much towards her Zanpaktou. Without hesitation she took a moment and then spoke out. "Zōshoku, Ekitai Kesshō..." Her normal inability of language change seemed to halt if but for that time to allow the blade to glimmer as she twirled it in hand having it become a spear and pointed towards the Hollows. "Good job baka, now get ready and strike them only if you can. Doesn't need to kill just cut them up good."
WC: 1322
//okaaaaay so bye bye Sai
Last edited by Sayomi Cho on Mon Apr 04, 2016 11:55 am; edited 2 times in total (Reason for editing : almost there)
Syzelle watched the cero strike and kill the first Shinigami woman. Her small head lowered lightly as she kicked the ground a little bit. She was quite sad. "Aw, Shmimi stopped working." She said as she pouted some more. It was then that the tall skinny one bolted forward. With out hesitation, the hollow would bring up it's right claw to slash at Sayomi. The second it did, it's left claw came in to try and attack her if she dodged. Of course, this was only a distraction as it seemed the brutish bull kicked it's foot up lightly and suddenly charged for the three behind her. Mr. Cuddlesworth, however, simply stayed put. He didn't see the need to head in just yet. In fact, he was waiting for the proper moment to strike. Of course this was giving Syzelle an annoying feeling as she heard about a tea party. She perked up but of course, the fighting already started. Her body slowly got up as she put her hands behind her back, clasping them in one another. She'd sway lightly from left to right, waiting for the fighting to be over. It would annoy her greatly that there might not be anything left but, well, the best that could happen was a tea party either way so, Syzelle would eventually be happy.
"Heads up we've got company baka!" Was exclaimed as she readied the blade and went to and pierced it into the right claw as it came towards her, using the backside to the spear to pole vault over the attack from the left claw. With the bull-like one charging forward and herself still being in mid air she aimed the spear straight down to where she had stood and propelled herself like a harpoon. The gravity pulling her down and trying to have the spear stick into the bull's spine to hold onto. "Run!" She yelled out to the others whom dispersed save for Kizai who was even slower than the other two and quite hysterical from the death of Saikensen. As Sayomi held on for dear life to the creature she went to pick out the spear and aimed to stab the back of the neck of the creature. At least then it'd have to veer off course from pain or slow down to buck her off. Either which way this would allow Kizai to get to safety by being pulled out of the way by Yoshi and Yamata. She hated the fact that she had to put these poor humans inside through pain but with a death like that she couldn't just stand by and let the Hollows consume everyone else. That other creature would soon give chase to the three as she well knew and decided a huge decision. She pulled the spear out from the bull and grasped the staff portion, giving a firm twist and then reeled it back causing it to unhinge and become whip-like with the blade as the tip and the intervals keeping it together being a gooey substance.
It was then the whip made a sharp snap in the air which could be heard quite a long ways away. She then flung the whip portion to wrap around the neck of the huge beast. This would definitely make it angry but she had to make sure it was tugged and pulled away from the other three. She knew the one with the enlarged claws would head for them soon so an idea formed. She tugged the bull to face towards it, if it were enraged enough then perhaps it could charge right into a comrade. This is where once she had lined it up she could pull the whip back around to strike the backside of it. This wasn't out of a funny rodeo trick to laugh at. She seriously had to think of what she needed to do next. "Tsunkai get them out of here now! I don't care if this means I failed just get them out before someone else is killed or eaten!" She exclaimed loudly within hearing distance. He seemed to understand and headed to the three to remove them. Primarily the youngest of the group Kizai. The other two would have to be left here until he'd return from a safe distance. Yamata and Yoshi now had to face whatever beast came at them and fend them off until they can be removed. This would lead Yamata to just lean aside and wait it out rather than pitch in to help. Yoshi on the other hand was grasping his own blade and trying to figure out how he could help. "Hey baka pay attention to those beasties or you're dinner time, you can worry about those two later." Sayomi heard as she held the whip for a moment to twist it back into a locked position of a spear. The goo soon evaporating back into the confines of it.
She knew she couldn't keep this up long, let alone she already didn't want to kill them and now with someone dead and the other two giving chase it was a battle not only on the field but in her mind and heart. She knew what they were, she knew what they did and how from the academy. It still was hard to take in that just beneath that mask was a human with pain and emotions that drove them to this. She had to cause the pain to the two of them, had she not more would be dead including herself.
Syzelle watched as the bull was reared to the side avoiding the three men. It was then that it was pulled around and pointed towards the taller skinny one. While this was happening, the brutish hollow, Mr. Cuddlesworth would huff lightly and begin his charging. Like that of a giant great ape, he charged forward passed the bull hollow which only now rammed into the taller skinner beast. With those two out of comission, it was now that the giant Gillian began charging another Cero, it's mouth forming an orb of red light. Mr. Cuddlesworth would attempt and smash the slowest shinigami i na quick movement. Thin the herd out by taking it's weakest. Syzelle simply stood there and watched, her hands tucked behind her back as she swayed from side to side. She'd start to hum lightly while watching the fighting going on. Oh how innocent that small doll like creature was. The featureless face, the small cute lolita dress, the tights, ah, she was adorable in her own way. Her white skin adorned by hierro, made her look more so doll like than anything. It was, quite cute to say the least.
Of course now, the Cero would fire off as a beam and aimed to incinerate one of the ones who were fleeing. At the same time, the bull and giant claw wielding hollows ran towards Sayomi form opposite sides. And of course, Mr. Cuddlesworth was now aiming to devour the slowest Shinigami. Perhaps not the prettiest of things, but perhaps the worse case scenario of beast like fighting known to those around. "The king, and his men, stole the queen from her bed; And bound her in her bones. The seas be ours, and by the power, where we will, we'll roam." Syzelle started to sing with her mask's mouth moving in time with her speech. She'd slowly twirl about and sing while her hands sprouted outwards almost as if she was preforming ballet. She continued to sing while she twirled in her spot, dancing in a small circle.
"Yo, ho, all, hands, hoist the colors high. Heave-ho, Thieves and beggars, ne-ver shall we die." She sang as she continued to twirl. "Now some have died, and some are alive. And some, sail on the sea. With the keys to the cage, and the devil to pay, we lay to fiddler's green." She continued, still, as she reached another chorus and sang on. "Yo-ho, haul together, hoist the colors high! Heave-ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die." She paused for some time, still dancing around in her small circle. "The bell has been raised; from it's watery grave. Hear it's sepulchral tone. A call to all; pay heed the squall; and turn your sails to home." She continued singing as she danced around, the sounds of fighting keeping her entertained as if it was music. "Yo-ho, haul together, hoist the colors high! Heave-ho, thieves and beggars; never shall we die. Yo-ho; all together; Hoist the colors high! Heave-ho; thieves and beggars; never shall we die." She kept singing the last two lines in repeat for at least three more times, her body spinning lightly in her little dancing.
"The king and his men; stole the queen from her bed; And bound her in her bones. The seas be ours; and by the powers; where ever we will; we'll roam." She finally stopped dancing. Her last twirl bringing her to face the fighting as she clapped lightly then looked to Dese as she jumped up and down while speaking. "[color:d745=0099ff]I did it! I remembered the whole song!" She giggled lightly before turning back around, humming the words to the song as she clasped her hands behind her back, returning to her swaying she had previously started.
Subject: Home Sweet Home? 
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