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Post by Alex on Nov 15, 2010 2:26:37 GMT -5
Far away from the Shinigami city of Seireitei there were grasslands, endless prairie which spread into eternity beyond the land known as Rukongai. It was amid these waving, silvery fields of grass that a man lay, utterly still, lost within himself. Alexander Koysta was once again taking pleasure in life and it was just as strange as it had been before, but he welcomed it. He savoured the feel of the cool ground against his naked body, he savoured the feel of his power released from all restraint to thunder about him and race along the wind. Wherever it went, so did his consciousness; but he was unaware. Simply grateful to be whole once again.
For the first time in his life, he let his guard down and set the entirety of his power free. There was nobody left in Seireitei who would be able to feel and identify him any more.
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Post by +Rinri+ on Nov 15, 2010 2:42:23 GMT -5
Yoshiro closed his eyes, holding his hand out. He channeled reiatsu towards his palm before releasing it with one sentence. "Hadou no Hachijuuhachi, Hiryuu Gekizokushinten Raihou!!" electricity barreled from his palm as it soared through the air, screaming and burning into the grass as it flashed by. People watching the two fight watched in amaze as the other, challenging Yoshiro for his position, barely dodged the kidou.
But Yoshiro was faster. As the man's foot kissed the ground, Yoshiro's fist dug into his cheek and sent him soaring down five feet into the ground with a sound reminiscent of a bone cracking under pressure. Yoshiro smiled, holding his hand out. Once again, he gathered energy.
"Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss....."
There was a hissing as Yoshiro's body went into a slight fearful shock as he felt a single sliver of Alexander's familiar reiatsu. But it could have just been his imagination or a trick. He had no time to think about it as the other man flashstepped upward, slamming his fist onto Yoshiro's head and sending him facefirst into the ground.
Yoshiro groaned, grass stuck to his face as debris clung to his cheek. He closed his eyes, holding his hand out. "Soukatsui!!" he shouted, bypassing the incantation but shouting the word as it instilled fear into the man's heart as he flames soared from his hand, engulfing him. The battle was over, and the man realized something. Earn the positions, and don't challenge for them.
"Ho... how'd you win after that?"
"Fuck you, that's how." Yoshiro smirked. He held out his hand, pulling the man up.
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Post by Alex on Nov 15, 2010 2:57:58 GMT -5
With a powerful, almost electric shock, Alexander was jolted out of his clam, peaceful state of mind and back into the cold, calculating frame of mind he had possessed for so, so long. He had felt Yoshiro. Not Yoshiro as he remembered, weak an pathetic, but now vastly more powerful and experienced. Still not a match for Alex...it would take the young man years to achieve that, but still much more advanced and respectable than he had ever imagined the young man could become. Part of him, the part that had changed while he drifted as a shadow in between worlds, wanted to call the boy to him, to congratulate and commend him on his success. It was that, and the realisation that if he truly had to, he could obliterate Yoshiro in his entirety, he decided to go for broke and reach out to the young man.
Black, twisted power flecked with silver began to rush from his body, he would need that strength to cover such a distance. Reaching into himself as he hadn't done in years, Alexander extended his mind and awareness until he felt his former Vice-Captain's mind. It was clear and alert, though buzzing with youthful desires of the flesh. With a slight chuckle at thinking of Yoshiro as young man in that sense, the former Captain shattered Yoshiro's defences and flooded his mind with his malevolent presence. Yet, underneath it all ran the playful current that was Vidra Gheara and the core of Alexander's twisted soul.
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Post by +Rinri+ on Nov 15, 2010 3:05:28 GMT -5
Yoshiro smiled, patting the challenger on the back. "Come back in a few years and challenge me..." he smirked, unbeknownest to Alexander's upcoming attack on his mind.
As his walls were crashed and his mind was 'raped' by Alexander's ominous presence, his eyes widened as he let out a pained scream. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Yoshiro screamed in agony as Alexander's all too familiar presence entered his mind. Seconds passed before he disappeared in a furious flashstep. He had to get away.....
... Except he was going right for Alexander's area.
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Post by Alex on Nov 15, 2010 3:26:35 GMT -5
Weak as always, thought Alexander as he felt the boy run towards his area under a compulsion that was not his own. With a light chuckle, the terrible man stood...and felt his soft parts brush against his legs; reminding him that he was quite naked. Damn, he thought, I guess nothing works out the way you'd like when you're out of practice.
With a resigned sigh, Alexander scratched himself idly, and tried to amass as much dignity as a naked man could before the arrival of his former subordinate.
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Post by +Rinri+ on Nov 15, 2010 3:30:19 GMT -5
Yoshiro arrived quickly. And I mean QUICKLY.
Over the seven or eight years since Alexander's 'death,' Yoshiro had gotten stronger. He became stronger, more mature, and yet, at that time, softer. He wasn't so fight-ready as he was when he didn't have a family. Now, he had people to worry for. His two children, his wife, and his division.
Yoshiro held his head in one hand, glaring through the spaces between his fingers. "How the hell are you alive...."
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