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 Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:09 am
Behind the main fray, a man with spiky blue hair appeared in what appeared to be a rift of space, and stepped out. Grimmjow let out a yawn, showing his boredom. "Meh, the guy shoulda come with...pssh, I got no reason to hurt 'em." Grimmjow looked at the fighters, and without pause turned and walked into the bar. His only goal was to get a drink; whatever Ulquiorra was doing was Ulquiorra's own business.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 12:39 pm
 "Foolish..." Ulquiorra muttered simply as the wave neared him, seemingly unafraid despite the extreme increase in speed. The reason why was demonstrated when, suddenly and without perceptible movement, the Espada's right hand waved before him, swatting the attack to the side and away from him without damage. His green eyes remained trained forward, unblinking in their watch over his two enemies.
"Neither of you is worth my time...I was very much hoping for a real challenge," he spoke in his melancholic tone. "I give you this option only once...leave." Ulquiorra continued to stand and observe his opponents, but then raised his hand to the side where it glowed with an ominous red and black aura. The negative spiritual energy flowed through his body and into his limb, though the exact magnitude of his power was imperceptible.
For Gustav and Kyle, this was the point of no return. There was no doubt nor hesitation in the mind of the 4th Espada. If they did not leave this instant, he was going to kill them. They were, after all, just trash. It didn't really matter to him whether they lived or died...but there was nothing they could do to stop him.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 1:33 pm
"You and your boys need to learn some manners, Imperial." Kyle was happy to see his ally reveal himself, although he had thought someone who could make a sneak attack might be extremely useful in this fight. Their foe seemed extraordinary.
"Sorry, but I've never quite understood the bad guy's incentive for giving ultimatums. I mean, you'd think after the first couple losses you guys would get it...we don't give up, and we don't lose. But, if it takes one more loss for Ghaleon to get it through his thick head, then I'll gladly make it you." Kyle smirked, lifting his sword above him.
"Let's go, Gustav. We're gonna be heros if we take down someone like this guy." Kyle grinned, taking a swig of alcohol and bringing his sword down. This act, signaling the fight to begin, fired his Sonic Riser at the Arrancar. 'I just hope we CAN take this guy down...'
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 4:32 pm
"You speak as if I am a typical opponent," Ulquiorra quipped, standing pat as the Riser came nearer and nearer. The energy in the blast was exquisite, the arrancar noted, but not nearly enough to break his iron skin. Instead, with the energy flowing through his hand he swatted the attack aside as he had the White Wave before, though with a little more effort than before...though the difference was imperceptible considering the smooth and cold manner in which the defense was executed. Again, he never blinked, even as the energy came within inches of his body.
With the attack past, his green eyes continued to regard his two opponents evenly while his lips remained etched upon his face, a permanent frown. "You should know who you you are dealing with before you make such foolish declarations," Ulquiorra told him simply, raising his hand back to his side where his energy continued to charge. "However, the likes of you aren't even worthy of an introduction. I'd rather not waste any more breath on trash."
That said, his free hand raised suddenly with a dark black and red energy gathering at its tip as well. The energy in this form was much more volatile than that in his other hand, but before the difference would be discerned he had already released the truck-sized, powerful wave in the direction of his two opponents. The ground beneath it tore away at the sheer magnitude of his power.
"Cero..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 4:53 pm
Kyle's eyes widened as the ground was rended apart by the attack. "MOVE!" He shouted to Gustav, turning and making a long, powerful leap out of the way of the attack. The sheer force of it made his cloths sizzle, and he felt lucky to maybe be able to dodge it.
"I guess I'll need these after all...but man, they don't look tasty. I guess I'll have to wash them down." Kyle commented, pulling forth and swallowing a number of Incomplete Philosopher Stones along with a long drought from his bottle.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 12:46 pm
Contrary to Kyle's dive, Gustav stands stoic, drawing Sylveril's Sword in a wide arc as he shouts, "Don't you underestimate ME!!" and releases a massive gravity wave from the end of the blade which collides with the Cero and halts it in place. Gustav knew this stand off wouldn't last long, and growled when he was proved right, as a portion of the wave collapsed and struck his shoulder, burning it. Dashing to the opposing side of the Cero from Kyle, Gustav stares down Ulquierra with luridly glowing eyes and as the wave collapses and the Cero passes, a mirage forms, as if an immense heat had suddenly sprung up around Gustav and debris began rising up around him. This would be a hard fought battle for the two warriors but they had to at least push this enemy back.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 3:46 pm
Ulquiorra watched as his cero did moderate damage to the shoulder of one enemy and nearly smash into the second, though he was displeased that they had managed to escape destruction. Nevertheless, he remained stoic in his vigil even as his hand turned to the brigand of Nanza and unleashed another powerful Cero Blast while he was taking in the strange stones. Though he sensed the increase in power, the blast would land for some damage, he was sure.
Shifting his eyes to the other enemy, he noticed the mirage that raised about him. However, he cared little for tricks, and it would take more than deception to threaten him. Raising his other hand, he felt the energy course through it whilst he remained poised to attack or defend at any moment. Ulquiorra Schiffer was the epitome of calm in the heat of any battle, let alone one so far below his exceptional skills as this...
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 4:33 pm
Kyle turned as he began to swallow the stones, and his eyes widened at the sight of an incoming blast. "What is that thing..." As it neared the sight of Kyle became unclear, until suddenly the blast stopped in it's tracks. With a great spinning thrust of his sword Kyle managed to disperse the energy attack with his Power Sweep, albeit with a number of scrapes and scratches.
"That...was a buzz kill..." Kyle panted heavily, grasping his sword tightly once more. His face took on a look of anger, and his eyes seemed to glow as an unknown source gave him its power. "Hey, a*****e. You killed my booze!" With a shout Kyle charged forward, ready for anything if he could just land an attack on his enemy. This guy was gonna pay!
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 11:12 am
The Mythril warrior almost smirked at being ignored, even though his opponent seemed to be ready for anything, he probably didn't know what was in Gustav's mind. As the mirage began to twist and swirl around him, gathering with it all kinds of dust and debris, Gustav remained stalwart with the exception of lashing his whip around Sylveril's sword, seemingly making it duller in the process by interrupting the blade. With this done, he let the whip's hilt hang below the the sword's hilt, giving it the appearance of an extension of the sword's hilt. Kyle wasn't the only one skilled at swinging big swords and if this charge finished, Gustav's would be much bigger and drastically sharper.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 1:55 pm
"Cero"
The word came suddenly, shattering the momentary silence of the calm arrancar who stood before the two warriors of the Resistance. His defensive stance now seemed a ruse as the hand that had fired at Kyle bent over the outstretched charging hand and shot another large black and red wave at Gustav that would take considerable strength, speed, and skill to avoid. Even more of his overwhelming spiritual aura had been poured into this blast, which meant it would require an even greater concentration of power and skill to deflect...if it was even possible to deflect at all.
As this blast launched, however, a second charged immediately after. Unbending his arm, Ulquiorra aimed at his other, oncoming opponent and simply let rip another wave of immense and controlled power. This one was even stronger than the previous blast...as if the arrancar had started at an absurdly low percentage of his strength and was increasing as deemed necessary to overwhelm his unworthy challengers. Still, there was much more power in the depths of his unbreakable body...an untapped well that was ready to burst at any given moment.
Dust raised into the sky as the ground split away before his two mighty attacks, clouding the air between the attacker and defenders. And then, with the haze still thick in the sky, Ulquiorra faded from any sort of view...either lost in the cloud of debris, or planning something far more sinister for his current quarry.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 6:01 pm
Gustav's eyes widen at the incoming attack, he couldn't dodge this outright even with his enhanced speed because of his stance. Biting his lip, the Parallel Human knew he would have to sacrifice his attack. As the mirage speeds up, Gustav is seemingly overwhelmed in the Cero's blast and in the ensuing cloud of dust, his fate becomes unknown to both his comrade and his opponent. Even those with the power to sense spiritual pressure or power levels would be left in the dark, as Gustav was fairly soulless to begin with. Now it would appear that only Kyle remained, the only fate ascertainable being that Gustav was utterly destroyed and the only proof of his being there being several small diamond shards scattered all across the battlefield.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 8:34 pm
Kyle's eyes didn't flinch as he saw the attack incoming, and he knew he'd have to risk it if he wanted to make any headway against this guy. Using his Power Up he charged his attack, and met the onslaught with his own Power Slash.
The attack failed to dissipate the assault, but drove the blast into the dirt in an extremely weakened form, and the smoke rose high from the explosion. Out of the smoke, a moment later, however, was thrown Kyle directly towards Ulquiorra with his sword prone. "Here I come you son of a b***h! Die!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 8:38 pm
Grimmjow walked out of the bar, a bottle in his hand. A frown was evident on his face as he looked at the battle. "'Ey Ulquiorra, you're not gonna let them live again, are you? And there powers looks weak in comparison! If you don't kill them, I will!" He said, taking a drink once more, beginning to feel a bit of the effects of the drink and of his boredom.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 1:13 pm
Kyle's counter to the Cero might have caught Ulquiorra off-guard, had the arrancar not raised his level to all at once overwhelm his enemies. Though the other seemed gone, the Espada wasn't so foolish as to disregard an enemy without at least confirming his kill. First, however, he would deliver the finishing blow to the annoying brigand from Nanza. Using his increased (and superior) speed, Ulquiorra raised his iron hand to catch the prone sword effortlessly between his fingers. Anyone else and the blade would have cut clean through, but with his Iron Skin and Negative Deflector, the defenses of the Cuatro Espada were impenetrable to such a simple attack.
Ulquiorra felt the incredible force of the blade as it pressed down into his blocking fingers and admitted to himself that the man was at least stronger than he had thought. That was, however, still not nearly enough to challenge him. His firing hand twitched one last time as he held Kyle prone in the air by the blade of his very own sword, before in one deft movement that hand crackled with power and plunged into the chest of his larger opponent. Beneath his iron fingers he felt flesh and bone give way to the raw power of his strike, and somewhere within him he felt a sickening, joyful satisfaction.
Green eyes peered into Kyle's in what promised to be his final moments as Ulquiorra waited for the unkind truth to finally sink into the mind of his prey...his power was immeasurable...and everything that drunken warrior knew and loved in love would be destroyed not long after his own death. And though he reveled in the moment, the Cuatro Espada was still aware that his second opponent was very much unaccounted for...and that a third power, far larger than these two was fast approaching.
With one half of the duo dead, Ulquiorra cast aside the useless, limp body and flicked the blood from his fingers. Kyle of Nanza was no longer a threat to anyone...and the same fate would await anyone who challenged he, the Arrancar Espada Ulquiorra Schiffer.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 11:19 pm
Some distance away, in a dilapidated building, Gustav pulls a diamond shard from his chest, having sacrificed his Headcutter for a diamond wall to save himself, he wasn't surprised to see that Ulquiorra hadn't ducked out in the confusion as he watched and waited.
Cursing under his breath, Gustav recognized the danger of Kyle's head on attack and launched forward from his hiding spot, his enhanced speed causing him to cover ground much faster than Kyle, but not enough to stop Ulquiorra from pausing Kyle's attack. Gustav knew he'd have only one option to stave off a killing blow and that would leave him wide open to attack. Closing in on the two the Mythril warrior leaps forward, narrowly clearing his foe's head and delivering a quick but powerful kick to the arrancar's face with his metal-clad, bladed boot, while simultaneously kicking Kyle's sword and Kyle free of Ulquiorra's grasp, though not before the arrancar had already started his attack. Kyle would survive to cheat death again, but would still sustain a serious chest wound. The speed of his maneuver coupled with the angle of his jump, however, causes the already injured Gustav to crash into the ground.
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