Love/Hate Triangle [Yama/Nikki]

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Shadows and silence covered the land like a blanket. Full moon, the queen of the night, watched over those brave enough to still linger. Its pale light shone upon a verdant park at the fringes of Tokyo. Stray beams peeked through the branches of a dead oak hidden in a quiet corner by an empty road.

Six shadows had gathered in a circle under the withered tree. A closer look revealed a group of teens. Judging by their attire, they were students of the nearby school and it was far past their bedtime. A couple of flashlights swept the scenery anxiously. Nervous whispers were traded back and forth.

You first...

No, you go first...

Clearly, nobody wanted to go first.

The apparent leader of the little group cleared his throat and mustered some bravado. He told his friends to quit being wimps. This was a test of courage, not an afternoon picnic. Perhaps he had something to prove, since he volunteered to go first.

But go first with what, exactly...?

Well, that mystery had drawn something -or someone- here as well. Looming in the nearby shrubbery, a grim shadow watched the group keenly. Her eerie stare focused especially on the tallest boy. She knew everything about him... Like that his name was Taka, he was the captain of the baseball club, the most popular boy in the school... And single.

The quiet watcher trembled with anxiety and anticipation. She had been... following... Taka for several days now. It had been by chance that she had stumbled upon him, riding his bike home late one night. Love at first sight... Their fateful encounter still warmed her heart. ...Ah, but she didn’t have a heart anymore. Tonight, she would finally do it.

She would confess.

Soon, the teens joined hands. Their boss started a strange chant and the others followed meekly along. Three times it was spoken, unbroken. Three times they invoked the name of The Weeping Lady. It would’ve been rude not to answer, right...?

Suddenly, a sinister chill engulfed the group. One of the girls gasped and stumbled backwards, shivering. Slowly, reluctantly, she lifted a trembling finger. She pointed somewhere beyond the boy’s shoulder. Her hoarse voice scratched at her throat, almost refusing to come out. “S-s-she’s... here...” Tears blurred her vision, but she was sure of what she saw.

Taka twisted around, shining his flashlight at the shadow behind him. ...Nothing. A relieved smile visited his lips. There was nothing behind him. Before he could laugh it off like a bad joke, however, an unsettling chill traced its claws across his back. Something unseen grabbed him and yanked him up from the ground.

Most humans couldn’t even see it, but for those cursed with awareness, the sight was chilling. A ghastly, deathly pale woman hovered over the youths, standing on nothing but thin air. She had the tallest boy in her clutches, trapped in a suffocating embrace. Her lips split into a haunting grin full of sharp teeth.

A chorus of shrill screams echoed far into the night.

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Post 1
Ken Shirogane Jessu

[Ken Shirogane]

Yama had been taking a smoke break in the parking lot of the park the kids happened to be doing their little chant in. He'd noticed them moving through the night but thought nothing of it. Whatever they were up to was no concern of his.

Or at least that was what he thought up until he heard the multiple screams suddenly fill the park, and he felt the tingle of spiritual energy in the back of his mind. "Hm, really? Well, I guess I'll be getting a little excitement tonight after all." He dropped what was left of his cigarette to crush it under a leather boot, turning swiftly on his bike to start it and bolt off into the park with a wheelie before the front wheel came crashing back down to earth, a vicious grin on his face.

The sound of his bike speeding through the park would be easy to hear, the headlight of his motorcycle shining in the direction of the screams and the general direction of the monster he could detect. He could not wait to get his hands dirty. It had been a slow month for monster hunting and the itch for battle had been building within him that whole time. It was time to satisfy the itch. One sharp eye locked in the same direction of his bike, waiting to catch sight of his prey.

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[Jessu]

I bet you love a girl who can kick your ass, right~?

Nikki Nakajima

Can't say I'm exactly the type for midnight strolls? Especially around places like this? Thumbs tucked into her braces and her shoulders feeling just a hint of a chill even in months like this one, Nikki Nakajima couldn't exactly say that she was thrilled to be stomping about the park as the light of the moon and twinkling stars danced above her, and clicked her tongue because of that as she marched along with very little regard for signs which might have told her to stay off the grass and such.
More backstreets… Back alleys… Back… Seats? Hunching over as she noted how far away she was from her regular beat and definitely not enjoying how open her current scenario was because of that, though her cheeks felt a little bit warmer as she struggled for the third member of some unholy trinity of her misspent moonlight activities, all the same she couldn't but huff and leave her heels to fall heavily as she examined the scene around her and the story which brought her here too.

Shit, this has to be a bunch of punks, messing around right? Recalling how one of the almost reliable members of her fraternity of fellow booze hounds had mentioned something weird going on in a place like this, the black haired brawler had dropped a shift in Old Faithful and brought her bike down this way not because of a promise but a prospect, and one that the longer she spent in this dim chilly air she felt was more and more likely to go unfulfilled. Not that there was all that much shame in that, in the long run.
Still, not sure I fancy my own poking about without knowing what they're up against…? Perhaps it not obvious from the shortly hemmed tank top that showed off both her abs and a sizeable portion of her neckline or the glossy black leggings that she wore but the raven something of a figure of responsibility these days, and in all honest disappointment was exactly what she was looking for here even if it wouldn't mean her blood was pumping in the way she liked.

Looks like Mommy is on the- Ultimately trying to look out for the more energetic and enthusiastic parties which she had taken under her wing in more recent weeks and months and periods beyond, while the scarlet eyed siren was likely to scoff at the idea when addressed verbally she had grown rather attached to her retinue of rascals, and as such she could sit on her hands neither when she heard stories of something dangerous lurking out here or sensed a single fact that backed them up either.
The F was that?! This perhaps the reason why she seemed to jolt when it appeared that her healthy dose of scepticism was unfounded, a shrieking voice on the wind was enough to cast Nikki into action as she looked about herself for the source of the sound and then began to jog toward it, intent on making sense of this mess and willing to beat some ass in doing it. Hell, she wasn't just willing, she was eager, right~?

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Leather Mommy

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[Smiley]

Shizu was blind and deaf to all the commotion around her. At this very moment, she only had eyes for the darling boy resting against her bosom. The way he closed his eyes and relaxed, as if falling asleep, made her heart skip a beat. O-or it would have skipped a beat, anyway. So cute... She lifted him closer to her lips. This was it. She would confess. Here and now.

But...

No words would come out.

The lovestruck Arrancar hesitated. Her jaw hung open in stunned silence. Oh, gosh... T-this always happened... How could a simple phrase be so difficult to say? It was only three words. Starting with ‘I’ and ending with ‘you’... The only problem was the middle one. L-l-lo... Whenever she tried, it got stuck in her throat like a clump of tar.

Suddenly, a beam of light sliced the shadows apart. The ghastly woman snapped back to reality. Her gaze turned towards the blinding sight. It felt like time slowed down, holding its breath. A leather-clad knight riding on a shining beast, engulfed in a brilliant halo, came roaring to the scene.

It was love at first sight.

Meanwhile, the startled teens scattered, running for the bushes. Only the downed girl stayed still, frozen like a deer in headlights. As soon as the shock passed, she shielded her eyes. Acting on desperate instinct, she called out. “T-taka’s in trouble!” Her other arm shot towards the grim specter holding her friend, gesturing helplessly. “P-please help him! Please!” She begged until she ran out of breath.

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Post 2
Ken Shirogane Jessu

[Ken Shirogane]

The closer he got the more he could feel the space behind his eyepatch throbbing. His own little reminder that what he was dealing with wasn't helpless. A monster like the one that had taken his eye, and yet... Different somehow. He could not explain, nor did he care what the difference was. In this case, at least, some wacko monster in the shape of a woman was attacking one of the dumb teens he had seen earlier.

"Hello, honey." He said under his breath before driving his bike right past her and bringing a bike chain-wrapped fist against her face.

The bike in question was a modified Suzuki Katana, modified with reinforced plating on the bike for when a guy just needed to dive head-first into something. Ever since his first run-in with a hollow he'd made it a point to reinforce his bikes for just such an occasion. What parts of it could be reinforced anyway.

This time though he was aware of the kid in her arms spoiling his fun. Instead of ramming into her and potentially the kid too, he decided to kiss her face with a chain-wrapped fist going sixty miles an hour. Nothing says "Nice to see you" like a knuckle sandwich fresh from the kitchen, and he was open twenty-four-seven and available for deliveries.

If his bike was his steed, then his fist was very much being made the lance in this little scenario.

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Smiley Jessu

[Jessu]

I bet you love a girl who can kick your ass, right~?

Nikki Nakajima

Huh? Ghost… Rider?! Suddenly feeling that she had made quite the faux pas in leaving her own roaring hog back by the road in order to operate more discreetly when she saw some fool tearing across the park on a bike of his own, on any other day Miss Nakajima might have paused to admire and appreciate the growling beast upon which this stranger seemed to be flinging himself across the tarmac and turf upon, unfortunately today the dashing dish was only able to register how he seemed to rather significantly differ from the description she had been given and would have to stall her approbation for another time.
Didn't they say something about a woman…? Pausing in place as she watched him and allowing her breath to level a bit as the hells angel did only too good a job of drawing attention to himself, even if the black beauty had wanted to search for someone who matched the image she had been given there was no way she could ignore such a raucous rush, and especially so when her perspective made it look like he was some hoodlum harassing the kids nearby.

Screw it, this guy seems shady as hell! For that reason the fox acting quickly even if she might have otherwise admitted she could dig the whole bad boy biker vibe, while the buxom brunette was not particularly speedy on her heels she was at least experienced enough with the operation of a two wheeled motor vehicle to guess the path he would take, and the perfect intercept point for it as well.
“Hup!” The latter vital as she knew that some idiot rushing about a scene like this one was a recipe for disaster, even if he wasn't the spook she had sought he definitely needed to be stopped before he hurt someone or maybe did worse, and so she took to the air with every intent on felling this member of the mechanical calvary and bringing his charge to a halt.

“Down boy!” In fact seeming to have spent so much time in her life now brawling with hoodlums that she never for a second seemed to expect that 'Boss Hog' was part of the solution rather than the problem, and perhaps feeding off the thrill of the moment as well, timing was everything as she whipped her toe across herself in an aerial roundhouse, looking to clap him and knock him on his ass while completely ignoring the real threat. For the moment, at least…

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Leather Mommy

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	Post Summary
	The sound of Yama on his bike certainly attracting her eye, Nikki is confused, but ultimately seems to rationalize him as the figure making people scream. Rushing forward because of that, as a biker herself Nikki gauges his course on the bike, and thrusts herself into the air. Aiming to nail him with a jumping roundhouse kick, she remains blissfully unaware of the real problem as she does so…

[Smiley]

In Shizu’s eyes, the murky night gained a dreamy filter. Her rapidly approaching knight positively sparkled, as the light played on his rugged, handsome features. ‘Hello, honey~’ The sweet whisper echoed in her ears, accompanied by distant wedding bells. An imaginary brush painted a deep blush across her pale cheeks. S-so bold...! But she didn’t dislike it... No, quite the opposite... A fateful encounter under a full moon was peak romance!

Lost in the rose-colored fantasy, the ghoulish woman completely misunderstood the incoming charge. Rather than even try to dodge, she closed her eyes, leaned forward a little and puckered her lips in anxious anticipation. Nervous jitters shook her whole frame. T-this was it... Her f-first k-k-k-k-kiss! She was so desperate for it that her lips almost seemed to stretch a little.

However, right before the punch could land on the kisser, someone else leapt into the fray. The Arrancar completely missed the details of the split-second reversal, on the account of having her eyes closed. There was a shout, a rush of wind and... Then what? Did someone attack her fair knight?

Who, what, why...?

Shizu’s eyes flashed wide open. Her hollow, puzzled stare found a tall and robust woman. The dream shattered. A bitter grimace twisted her features. Intense jealousy burned the questions floating around her head to nothing. They no longer mattered. All she needed to know was that she had just been denied her true love’s kiss, by this... T-this.... Salacious succubus! Clearly this shameless woman had come to steal her man, just like the wicked rivals in all the romance novels she had read. The misunderstanding was all set.

Stepping to float a little higher, just above the treetops, the creepy woman glared intensely at the raven-haired stranger. She chewed her lip nervously, as she studied her rival in love. Beautiful hair... Sculpted figure... A-and such daring fashion sense too... Her head drooped. Depression drenched the burning jealousy like ice water. How could she even compete with all that...? M-maybe... She could just scare her away...?

Slowly, the eerie Arrancar’s wicked Reiatsu began to seep out. Her messy hair bristled like the fur of a beast. There was a chill in the air... Like something sinister was lurking in every shadow... A haunting voice drifted in the wind. “G-go... away...!” ...Okay, maybe the stutter didn’t do her scary act any favors.

Inadvertently, the nervous ghost’s trembling arms tightened the death hug on the poor youth stuck as her hostage. It elicited a pained squeak, as the last breath of air was driven from his lungs. He was starting to turn as pale as his captor... His time was running short...

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Post 3
Ken Shirogane Jessu

[Ken Shirogane]

Yama was blown away on so many levels he didn't even know where to begin when it came to sorting out his feelings as his charging punch was interrupted by a sudden kick that knocked him off his bike and onto his back.

Instead of delivering a punch with all the force of a charging lance, he had become more like a baseball at the batting cage. A precise roundhouse kick he didn't see coming caught him in the face, sending his world into a wild spin as his bike slide out from under him and went spinning forward, while he went spinning in the opposite direction.

When he finally crashed to the ground on his back, he was looking up at the night sky. He was seeing stars, but not the kind that his mind conjured. The kick was good, it was clean, and it caught him perfectly. But he was like a bull in the flesh of a man, strong and enduring beyond all reason.

It took him a moment, but he eventually sat up to survey the scene with his one good eye. The monster woman, the boy in her arms, and then a new woman standing nearby, apparently the one that had kicked him, an assumption made because he didn't see anyone else who looked posed up for a fight.

He honestly thought that he would be a lot more pissed off to be knocked off his bike after being kicked in the face like that. He was angry, but it was only an ember of the raging fire he had expected to feel.

lifting a hand to check his face, fingers pressed and pushed around to examine it a little bit, but it seemed that against his expectations his nose wasn't broken. It hurt like hell, but he didn't need to push it back into place or anything.

And so he turned to the woman who had kicked him, eye locked on her, and asked in a flat tone. "What are you doing?"

For the moment the monster woman was totally forgotten, along with the kid fading away in her arms. Maybe he was angrier than he thought he was, but instead of the explosive rage he normally felt it was sharp and focused on the woman who had halted his charge.

He flexed the fingers on his right hand, feeling the chain still wrapping his fist. Depending on how the new woman answered him he might just end up fighting her instead. Whatever looks she had were wasted on Yama, whose sole goal at the moment was to destroy. It could be the monster lady, or it could be this new woman, or it could be both. He wasn't especially picky and whatever hint of playfulness he had entered this battle with at the start had been instantly snuffed the moment he'd been kicked in the face and knocked off his bike. Now he was like a shark ready to snap its jaws around the throat of the first thing that put itself in his way.

But his bike happened to land on its side, the light facing Yama and Nikki as it centered them like some sort of spotlight.

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- Yama is kicked off his bike and lands on his back. Sitting up after a few seconds before standing and checking himself.

- Finding he's sore but otherwise fine he turned to face the new woman and asks her a simple question. "What are you doing?" If he doesn't like her answer he's about the share some knuckle sandwiches with her too.

- His bike lands on it's side, shining a spotlight on Yama and Nikki as he stares at the new woman.

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Smiley Jessu

[Jessu]

I bet you love a girl who can kick your ass, right~?

Nikki Nakajima

Wow, shrugging that off so fast? Must be a tough guy… Dash of Reiatsu about him too, huh?[ Landing on the ground with a certain aplomb even if the act of booting someone off their bike did leave her limb throbbing for a second or two, Miss Nakajima had to respect his resilience when he began to climb back up almost immediate afterward, and for that reason felt intrigued enough to sense the reiryoku he carried as well. Weird, but things were about to get weirder still.
What is?! So focused on the fool on the roaring hog that she only noticed the third addition to this unholy trinity when she seemed to let her energy flare and howl at her as well, Nikki glanced toward a shapely figure who seemed to be riding that razor thin edge between crazy and sexy in every kind of way that could have tempted her in other circumstances, her brow arched as she realized that this lascivious loon looked to have everything going for her in regard to the reason for which the raven had arrived, and only sewed greater confusion for it.

“Wait a sec? There's two of you?!” The fox found frowning for a second because of that and glancing between the duo and the poor figure that Miss Squaw, Dark and Curvesome had squeezed into her grasp, two plus two here certainly worked her up to eleven, and only seemed to further contribute to the lass getting the wrong end of the stick.
“Goth mama and a biker boy…?” Both of these two looking like absolute nutcases from where she was standing but the one fact that seemed to link them the attention they were giving to the struggling shape which the female of this species seemed to grapple with, all she could do was assume that the two were in cahoots, and given how they looked she could see connections in more ways than one as well.

“Oh I get it… Like some kinda sick Sid and Nancy shit? You two get your kicks hunting kids, do ya?!” Noticing a certain if rather vague resemblance to a duo which had been all over the musical scene and beyond a few decades before, the lip of the lass seemed to lift in disapproval at how the whole couple of chaos thing was so overdone these days, and then rapped her knuckles together a couple of times as she denounced their presumed activity with disgust.
“Hey kid, duck!” Raising her dukes soon after and then looking toward the face of the fool she had booted from his bike, while he looked the bigger threat in a fight she had to prioritise the safety of the soul they had snagged, and so Nikki jerked away from him and twisted on her heel to send her own fist-turned-lance flying straight at the nose of Wednesday Addams, or whatever she called herself…!

A lil bit of the fighty music~!

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Leather Mommy

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	Post Summary
	Feeling impressed that Yama got up after her kick, she notes his dash of Reaiatsu, but is distracted when Shizu becomes Hostile. Assuming they're working together due to their common shadiness in this sitch, and calls them out for it. Deciding to save the kid first however, she jerks across, telling him to duck as she throws a punch at Shizu's face…!

[Smiley]

Uneasy anticipation weighed heavily on Shizu’s shoulders, as watched the reactions. Much to her horror, neither foe seemed all that afraid. Rather, her dear knight ignored her completely and focused on the succubus. Her jaw dropped and eyes turned blank from the sheer shock. N-no...! Mesmerized with a mere glance...! She could see the hot sparks of unspoken passion flashing between them. ...Ooor she could imagine them vividly, at least.

As the realization sank in, the lonely ghost’s head drooped. Depression hung over her like a violet veil. Why did all the boys want bad girls...? The taunting words tugged at her nerves. “My name is not Nancy...” She whined bitterly, completely missing the point. Only the shout managed to stir her out of her gloomy stupor. Quietly she wondered why the voice was getting closer. “Huh...?”

And then it hit her.

The flying fist struck Shizu right in the face. Her head jerked back from the impact. However, the attacker wouldn’t find soft flesh. Her skin was unnaturally tough, though not quite strong enough to compare to steel. It was like striking a solid stone statue. Her nose hardly cracked. Still, her grip loosened just enough.

As the ghastly woman recoiled, the unconscious boy fell to the ground. “Taka!” The concerned classmate sprang to her feet, driven by worry. She rushed over to the boy’s side and shook him vigorously. “Come on, get up! Please! We have to run!” Sadly, there was no way she could carry him out of her by herself...

Meanwhile, Shizu staggered, clutching her face. Her mind was a mess. Broken sobs left her lips. “Sniff... -lone... Sob... L-leave me...” Panic flooded her skull. Fight or flight took over, leaning firmly against the first option. Her hands fell aside and her pupils shrank into manic pinpricks.

“...ALONE!”

Without warning, without charging, a torrent of murky, blue energy shot out with the haunting scream. It flared outwards from her mouth, reminiscent of a dragon’s breath. Short in range, but wide in coverage, it threatened to swallow the busty brawler, the biker boy and even the two kids.

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Summary:
-Shizu gets punched in the face and drops the boy.
-The girl rushes to her friend's side, trying and failing to drag him away.
-Shizu fires her Lucero at everyone, including the poor bystanders.

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Post 4
Ken Shirogane Jessu

[Ken Shirogane]

What was this bitch in leather going on about? Did she think he and the monster woman were together? What a weird idea.

Obvious incredulity crossed his face as he was accused of it, for reasons beyond him. He wasn't sure if he wanted to scream or laugh in her face for saying something so stupid. He wasn't the sharpest block in the shed, but he'd like to think he would not leap to such incredible conclusions based on... What exactly? What did she even see or hear to give her that impression? It really was beyond him.

Whatever the second crazy woman thought apparently she decided to attack the monster woman first.

And apparently, that was enough to make her drop the kid she had been gripping till just a moment ago. One of the other kids who could see ghosts rushing over to help.

He wanted to jump into the fight, but he wasn't even sure he knew who he wanted to punch more yet. So he decided to take a moment to help the kids while he decided, stepping over to them just as the monster woman made her attack.

He'd never seen anything quite like it. Some monsters could fire beams? That was crazy. The only thing he could do at that point was crouch down and put his body between the monster woman and the kids that would be hit by the blast if he didn't act as a shield for them. Frankly, this was more heroic than he was used to being. He fought monsters all the time, but he rarely protected or saved anyone quite so directly.

Getting hit by the blast and putting himself between the screaming monster and the kids he decided that being that kind of hero was overrated. If he were a lesser man that shit would have just killed him. As it was his coat and shirt were partially blown away, showing the hard physique he possessed under it. It was not an exaggeration to say that one could smash rocks against that body and expect stoned to crumble from it. "Fuck, my clothes! That was my favorite jacket too!" He complained with a growl, his body smoking, before moving to stand and drag the kids away from the fight.

Unlike the girl, he could drag the boy away easily enough, like a puppy by the scruff. "Man, this situation is shit! How am I ending up the babysitter here? I'm half tempted to just let the monster lady kill everyone so I don't have to worry about all this stupid bullshit when I fight her." He complained and grumbled even as he tried to help. He was pretty ticked off, and he was injured.

The blast from that monster lady hit him even harder than the kick from the stupid lady in terms of damage. He was fine to keep going, but damn if this was not the most injured he'd been in a while. He didn't think he could handle too many more attacks like that before he just passed out.

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- Yama is a little stunned to hear that Nikki thinks he's working with Shizu. He doesn't know weather to scream or laugh at the idea.

- Putting himself between Shizu and the kids he takes the full brunt of the blast, partially shredding his clothes and leaving him pissed off and injured.

- Even so he takes a moment to complain and help the two remaining kids get away from the battle. He's very irritated by the situation he's found himself in.

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Smiley Jessu

[Jessu]

I bet you love a girl who can kick your ass, right~?

Nikki Nakajima

“Get outta here, kid!” Certainly not hating the feeling of her fist crunching into the mug of 'Nancy', despite her desire to follow up on it Miss Nakajima knew that her hands would be tied trying to fight anyone with some fool standing between them, and so she verbally urged the human shield she had seemed to loosen to get out of dodge sooner rather than later.
Ugh, fighting on two fronts is gonna be a pain…! That said not quite enjoying the feeling of going forward while leaving a bullseye upon her back for the buddy of this blackbird, every instinct she had told her to rush onward and sock her fellow femme a few more times, but in a fight like this the battling brunette knew she had to have eyes in the back of her head, and so she couldn't help but provide the tantruming termagant with every opportunity to create some distance between them.

Shit, he's gonna…! The focus of the fighting fox divided all the more by the idiots who seemed stuck in the scene as well, for every step she made forward it seemed it would take five back as captain Kawasaki flung himself toward the kids, and Nikki was forced to look between him and the screaming harpy as well as she began to only grow less coherent, and worse still charge up something that reminded her of a cero as well.
“Hit the deck!” That certainly a concern for anyone involved and so the buxom brawler balling out a warning for any and all who could hear it as she flung herself to the deck, to her surprise it seemed that the banshee was strafing them rather than unleashing a nuclear blast of spiritual energy, which seemed to sting her ribs and shoulders but not leave her as a smoking husk.

He protect them? Did I misread this? The chaos of the fight seeming like the biggest burden with which she was afflicted however but thankfully a little fact helping our heroine to realise that the scene was simpler than it might have initially seemed, once more did she wheel her eyes toward the group of kids and find them seeming to be shielded by a figure who had either been caught in a fashion damning act of friendly fire or was not as she assumed, but Miss Nakajima had no opportunity to make up her mind on that just yet.
No time to worry about that now, seems like this bitch needs to go down! Instead reasoning that ally or adversary he'd be slowed down by the blast he had taken all the same, with a little roll and an upward kip the scarlet eyed scrapper had kicked her feet back beneath her, and once more was flinging herself at the nosiest member of their brawly trinity.

“OORRAAAA!!!” Racing toward her with a yell in fact which was meant to throw her enemy off as much as fuel the adrenaline in her system to take care of any aches she had been left with as a result of the blast she had skimmed a moment ago, while it would have been perfect to pay her enemy back for that pain with another sharp taste of her knuckles Nikki hated to be predictable, and so she chose something else instead. Juggling her raised dukes in a momentary fakeout before she lifted her heel and thrust it toward her foe with the greater reach and depth it offered, she aimed to knock the wind from her sails so she could follow up with something heavier and more satisfying to follow up with. After all, no matter the breed, all spooks worth their salt still had to breathe, didn't they~?

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Post Summary

Satisfied to see her attack land, she calls to the kid to get out of dodge, but can't follow up due to feeling the need to monitor Yama as well. Thinking that Yama is going after the kids, she only as a second to throw herself out of the way of the blast, and is grazed as a result. Shrugging it off, she notes that Yama doesn't seem hostile to the others in spite of his first impression, and as such opts to focus on the girl for now by rushing her and aiming for a side kick to knock the stuffing from her…

[Smiley]

Roaring like a spiritual flamethrower, the dangerous Cero variant ravaged the ground. ...And the brave knight’s armor. Shizu froze and sputtered at the sight. “Niiice...” A luminous blush lit up her pale features. Blood trickled from her nose. She quickly chalked it up as a late reaction to the earlier injury and not... Any other sort of reaction...

However, this moment of, uh, distraction that made the next words hit all the harder. The ghastly woman recoiled with a soft gasp. Tears glimmered in her eyes. “M-m-monster lady...?” Was that how her one true love saw her? As a hideous monster? The realization stabbed right through her chest, piercing the spot where her heart had once been. No Hierro in the world was thick enough to block emotional damage.

Shizu wobbled, mere steps away from flopping over. Her teary-eyed gaze had gone blank. The word monster circled her head. Her weak sniffling grew stronger. She was starting to weep hopelessly again... And the raw energy within her was beginning to respond...

Right before the Arrancar could fire again, the busty brawler sprang into action. Even against a hardened skin, the heel sank heavily into her gut, interrupting the second shot. “Guh-!” She recoiled and the blast fizzled on her lips with a harmless shower of spirit sparks.

The ghastly woman held her stomach. “It hurtsss...” She hissed weakly beneath her breath. Despite her frail appearance though, she had some serious endurance. She tried to reach into her large sleeve and pull out something small... If anyone guessed that it was a weapon, then congratulations! It was a short kaiken with a plain, pitch-black sheath.

If the gothic ghost managed to unsheathe her dagger, she would make several sloppy swipes at the punchy succubus. The difference in skill was obvious. Her melee strikes had no technique behind them, only desperation.

Meanwhile, the student girl was trying to guide the shirtless savior into safety. Upon reaching the edge of the clearing, they found the rest of the kids huddling behind the bushes. Fear mixed with relief, when their leader was brought back. Someone asked what was going on out there. The girl hesitated. “I-it’s The Weeping Lady... She’s real... And d-dangerous...” She trembled at the thought.

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Summary:
-Shizu appreciates the shirtless scene, but then Yama breaks her heart and makes her cry.
-Nikki's kick lands and interrupts a second Lucero.
-Shizu tries to pull out a dagger and flail at Nikki.

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Post 5
Ken Shirogane Jessu

[Ken Shirogane]

Yama had never said that Shizu was hideous, but he wasn't really in the mood to correct that assumption even if he had been aware of that thought. But since he wasn't, and was in the middle of helping the high school kids escape he didn't even take note of the words she spoke on his way away from the scene.

When he was finally far enough away that the kids were not likely to get attacked again. He took note of the girl's words. "Weeping Lady?" He asked crossing his arms over his half-bare chest. "What can you tell me about that thing then? If you know something useful, now is the time to spit it out."

Frankly, he'd never met a monster quite like Shizu before. The vast majority of monsters he had faced had seemed male to him. Granted that they lacked anything in the way of genitals as far as he could tell, but they had often seemed masculine, or at the very least gender neutral. This was the first time he'd met a monster that appeared physically female to him.

He was generally happy to share his fists with anyone and anything that made an enemy of him, but even being something of a blockhead he found himself curious of what information might surround this so-called "Weeping Lady".

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- Yama doesn't notice that his words apparently hurt Shizu's feelings.

- He gets the kids to safety.

- It seems at least one of them knows something about Shizu, so he asked what they know.

Post Count: 5

Smiley Jessu

[Jessu]

I bet you love a girl who can kick your ass, right~?

Nikki Nakajima

“Dose of your own medicine I'd say?” Certainly showing little sympathy for the whining of the woman when she had just peppered the area with that blast, all the same the whimpering that she was shown seemed to stay the hand of Miss Nakajima due to how unaccustomed she was to battling what otherwise looked to be ordinary women, she clicked her tongue as she closed on her fellow femme and readied to slug her in the mug again, but as she lifted her fist it seemed her foe was quicker off the mark.
“S-Shit…!” Caught by surprise when her enemy pulled out something silvery and sharp, at the flash of the dagger the battling brunette seemed to twist and pull her arm across herself to protect more delicate areas of herself, but that didn't make the result any less painful.

B*tch got a blade as well…? Wincing and stumbling backward a few of her footsteps as a result, with the girl seeming to be a total wimp when it came to close combat before this it was clear that Nikki had underestimated her, and now she paid for that fact. Gaining a wicked slice in both her forearm and bicep area from the manner in which that edge had been swung wildly, all too quickly did crimson seem to creep from the wound which was created, and with it so too did pain seem to throb as well.

She's one of those, huh? Makes sense, got no mask but she's pretty strong all the same… Shaking her limb because of that and noting that it would probably be less useful in her fight from here on out now, more than that the powers she had been shown helped the former fighter of the eleventh division to sum up what she was up against, and such estimation did not make her happy for a multitude of reasons.
“Arrancar, huh? Who'd you take that blade from?!” The brand she bore something which would no doubt prove a complication for her to deal with but more than that the insider knowledge she possessed only provoking her temper, even after being away from the society of souls for so long Miss Nakajima was well aware of how these creatures were 'created', and as such she could only feel anger at whatever member of her former fraternity had been murdered for the arm which her adversary now carried. It better not be someone she knew…

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Leather Mommy

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Post Summary

Seeming to be a little fooled by Shizu appearance, Nikki is caught off guard by the dagger, and has to pull her arm in the way of her body to protect more vital spots. Finding herself slashes across the forearm and bi/tricep as a result, she stumbles backward, though quickly recognises what she's up against for this fact. Calling Shizu out for her 'breed', Nikki is only more angered knowing that a Shinigami died to give this madwoman her abilities, and asks who she got the weapin from?