Date Crasher (Yama/Kiya)

[Ken Shirogane]

Another day another Hollow to slay. Yama was out alone tonight, which was probably a good thing, though he didn't know it yet. And at the moment he missed his usual partner for hunting, the Hollow he was fighting tonight was a real pain in the ass for him to deal with. It was like fighting a giant blobby caterpillar with a mask at one end. The thing was big, strong, and impact-resistant.

He found out that last part when he tried to punch it, felt his fist sink in, but otherwise failed to penetrate the incredibly stretchy flesh of the Hollow.

Before he could try something else it almost felt like his own punch was being used against him, absorbed by the body before being multiplied and sent back straight through him.

The sensation was strange because he didn't feel the impact travel up his arm, more like around it, then the rest of his body like a cocoon. It felt more like he was getting picked up and tossed all at once, the best way he could describe it was maybe like telekinesis. His entire form was surrounded, and then he was launched away at high speed. He had to assume that meant this Hollow had some kind of unique ability then, sometimes they did, he could not remember if that meant this Hollow was an evolved version or not. Whatever the case he didn't have much time to reflect on past lessons because he was rapidly approaching a very solid wall.

[Gaz]

Kiya #1

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Another day, another date. It was late in the day and the sun was setting on the horizon and it was casting a brilliant pink hue over the Tokyo skyline, setting a perfect scene for the romantic dinner in Ginza. A dinner that for Kiya was going incredibly well for once! Dragon summoner by night and secret agent by day this girl was an international heart breaker… well she liked to think that. In actuality she was just awful at all things romance. Still, while she was awaiting her assignment in his country it was good to meet the locals and practice her language skills.

“Tell me Tadashi, what can’t you do?” She asked, a flirtatious smile on her face as a spoon delicately carved its way through a slice of chocolate cake on her plate. She was exotic in the land of the rising sun, her looks putting her in the gyaru fashion naturally. That and her accent was foreign on her Japanese tongue, this stopped most from realising that she had American heritage, something she found older locals disliked.

“W-well.” The young man stammered out as he tried to do the same to his cake, butchering it. “I am really good in the batting cage, when I get time off work, I go there to let off steam. I-I have the record for most hits.” The salary man explained as he picked up his bit of cake and ate it.

It was a cute hobby the man had, something she envied. Being able to just go to the same place to hang out and play around. Oh the joys of a normal life. As Kiya thought that she could feel the chains around her body tighten, Exodia didn’t like that sting of selfish thoughts. With a soft sight she eyed the man and opened her mouth to speak… maybe tonight would be the night she invited someone back to her hotel to watch a movie and chill… like the kids do. Webflicks and Chill.

The wall suddenly exploded inwards and a man in biker leathers flew past her, the rubble smacking her date in the back of the head and knocking him out. “GODS DAMN IT!” She screamed, the arms of Exodia receding back into portals that hovered behind her. The sensation of a Hollows energies washed over the room as it came up to the hole and loomed menacingly. “This date was going well for once!”

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Kiya: de5a5a

[Ken Shirogane]

Crashing through a wall, some tables, and eventually behind a bar while people scrambled to get away from must have seemed like a human missile being launched into the building, a human wrecking ball ruining everything for everyone. No doubt most of them could not even see what he was dealing with.

“Fucking shit,” He grunted as molten metal started to run down his arms, “Well if punching doesn’t work, I guess we’ll try fire punches next.” He said glaring with a grin at the approaching Hollow.

However it seemed to pause when it noticed another strong individual, the woman stood out like a tanned goddess, unafraid, unlike everyone else who was running away. And of course felt the arms of the being who had appeared due to her power, it might have been enough to make anyone who could feel it hesitate.

While Yama was interested, he didn’t bother waiting, roaring out as he swung a flaming molten fist. Fire erupts at the apex of his swing, launching a ball of flame into the face of the monster which exploded on impact and burned a portion of its form while it screeched out in rage and pain. The roar is loud enough that any glass that has not been shattered when Yama made his entrance is now shattering. Bottles, windows, glasses, a hail of shimmering sharp shards.

Grunting, Yama covered his ears, glad that his own molten arms did not burn him. For him at least and whoever he might deem an ally, the metal and flames that made up his arms would only seem warmer than average, so long as he did not seek to harm them. Still, what an annoying Hollow this was. Even when it didn’t reflect physical impacts it seemed quite durable, he didn’t think his fireball had done much damage, burned patches of flesh sure, but the Hollow was big and thick. If he wanted to deal real harm to this thing he’d have to get in a lot deeper. So what could he do to make that happen?

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PC: 2

Gaz

[Gaz]

Kiya #2

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The foreign beauty strode through the ruined restaurant, her date having fled the scene the moment things got scary. The man had not even looked back or attempted to get Kiya to go with him, that in itself was a shame but the woman who had been trained to fight gods and monsters could not hold this slight against the man. What did get her attention was a man with flaming arms who attacked the hollow without hesitation. A Fullbringer?! How fortuitus, maybe this rough and tumble man could be her next date.

With a flick of her wrist, she made a card appear from the folds of her clothes and emitted a glow of golden light. In a practiced motion the card was thrown forward propelled by an otherworldly energy as it impacted the massive hollow and exploded on impact. The light from the exploding card transformed into a series of golden chains that wrapped around the evil creature and embedded into the concrete that was around it.

“Time to get greedy!” Kiya called out as she moved her hands over her torso, almost materialising cards from nowhere as the golden chains she wore clattered. “Blue Arrow and Red Ball Flare.” She muttered, “nice!” With a great big smile, she jumped back as she threw both cards towards the Hollow, aiming directly for its mask as the blue card transformed into a blinding fast bolt of light that shot forth designed to pierce the target. The red one followed slowly expanding into a ball of firey red energy that entered the hold that was made by the previous blue arrow.

“Hunk!” She called in Japanese. “Get away its going to explode!” Kiya added knowing the effects of her own spell cards.

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Kiya: de5a5a

[Ken Shirogane]

Yama noticed the woman as she started slinging spells out at the Hollow smashing this place to pieces. Were he not in the middle of a fight she would have stood out to him sooner. But even now she was quite the sight to behold. Of course, he was always interested in strong people to begin with, if they happened to be strong women all the better, or at least that would have been the case in the past.

He focused on the fight taking note of her words, watching as the giant caterpillar of a Hollow was wrapped and bombarded.

"Got it." He replied deciding he wouldn't go charging in until after the ball of energy exploded as the woman said it was.

But that didn't mean he couldn't still toss an attack at the creature. Lifting a fist wrapped in flames glowing red and smoking black, the smell of the fire was unpleasant, like burning rubber, but Yama himself took no notice of it as the flame erupted from his palm into a steadily swelling orb.

Assuming the chains held the creature in place long enough for her orb to explode, that would be when Yama tossed his own Hellfire Ball. His Fullbring allowed him to summon these special flames among other things, and mixing them with some basic spells of his own, in this case, Fireball, he turned it into a Hellfire Ball. Simple, but effective.

He simply sent his ball in after hers exploded, assuming smoke or light from the explosion to cover his explosive attack following up on hers.

He wasn't sure if her attack had any additional effects, but the Hellfire of his own attack had the nasty habit of clinging to an enemy and burning them well beyond any mundane flames. Like being sprayed with a flamethrower, or soaked in a bottle of Greek fire, the flames were not easily quenched. It would not be enough to douse themselves in water, or roll on the ground, they would be forced to push back against the spiritual flames with their own spiritual energy, clashing with Yama's will over the fire based partially on the distance between Yama and the burning target in question.

And despite the flames being so potent, they did not burn anything Yama himself did not wish to burn. The building would not catch flames, dying no sooner than they touched any object or person that was not the Hollow with not so much as a scorch mark left behind.

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PC: 3
Gaz

[Gaz]

Kiya #3

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The series of explosions rocked the building causing more debris to fall from the ceiling as the floor below buckled and collapsed under the might of their combined powers. The hollow was breaking up and burning away from this mighty display, its corrupted soul enveloped by their power and dispersed back into the cycle of reincarnation. It had no shot at going to the Soul Society, it had been too broken up in the pairs act of violent self-defence.

The chain wearing woman, brought her hand down from her eyes, having used it to shield them from the harsh light and any dust that had been flung her way. The pair were going to have to bail on this place rather quickly to avoid the local Quincy clan, getting on their bad side would only hinder any operation she was going to undertake in this city.

“Yo!” Kiya called out. “Hot Stuff.” She said in English, defaulting to that to get the man’s attention. She waved her hand as a motion to get him to follow and with flaring green energy beneath her feet she leapt out of the hole and to the world below, the speed at which she did it hid her from prying eyes as they either missed it or thought it was their imagination.

She returned to Japanese as she carried on walking now at a notmal pace away from the incident. They had really done a number on the place. The stranger and his initial entrance and then their combined explosive attacks. “You’re good in a fight Salaryman.” She joked, knowing most Japanese men were of that job persuasion. “Are you single?”

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Kiya: de5a5a

[Ken Shirogane]

Yama was glad when the Hollow succumbed to the combined might of their ranged attack—engulfed and exploding in quite the display before fading away.

Hot got the joke when he was called a salaryman, it might have been another reason he generally disliked suits, because he frankly hated the idea of being trapped in an office all day, compared to his days spent riding the road and hunting Hollows with his Arrancar girlfriend.

When the woman asked if he was single, he was extremely glad that Shizu wasn't there just then, or maybe her presence would have prevented the question from ever being asked. It was hard to say. But in either case, it was the sort of scenario where Shizu would have lost her mind and probably tried to kill the other lovely woman for her audacity. And Yama simply didn't want to deal with that sort of scenario.

He appreciated the compliments the woman had been giving him though. Yama certainly wasn't above some flattery, but as good-looking as the woman was, and as much as he appreciated the words, he wasn't going to lie, and he especially wasn't going to make any attempts to cheat on Shizu.

"You are also very strong. I admire strong women, but I am not single. I'm currently in a relationship with an Arrancar woman named Shizu. If you ever meet her, you should probably never compliment me, not even in passing. Even a mild comment might have her glaring at you if your presence alone doesn't have her ready to rip your throat out." He noted with a chuckle. That whole description made it clear just how toxic his relationship with the Arrancar woman was, but he didn't care. It was amusing, except for when it wasn't. Which tended to be around the point where she tried to murder someone.

The molten metal on his arms receded, leaving him with a bike chain he put back around his neck. Then offered a hand to shake with the woman. "The name is Yama Masamune, and you are?" He asked, interested in case he ever had the chance to work with the woman again. He felt they could support each other well in a fight.

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PC: 4
Gaz

[Gaz]

Kiya #3

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“I’m Kiya Miller, call me Kiya.” The exotic woman intoned as she took his hand daintily but giving him a good firm handshake to show how she respected him. It was a genuine shame he was taken, this Arrancar must be quite the woman to snag this one. He was strong, polite and the kind of man that had loyalty.

“Restrain your Reiryoku, we don’t want the local Quincy chapter to sense us… it’s just more hassle than it’s worth.” She explained, not wanting to be caught. She had been awaiting her assignment and getting roused now was either going to make it very difficult or force het to pull out of the job entirely. Her own energies seemingly vanished as she shifted the chain linked bracelets on her wrists to mask her output perfectly.

“An Arrancar huh? Brave man.” She spoke with a smile. “Last Arrancar I dated ended up being a mexican cartel member and he got busted the next day for illegal soul object smuggling. Quincy handed him off to Dantemus and I never heard from him again.” Miss Kiya explained wistfully as they walked against the crowd of powerless sheep that were running to see what had happened from the building that they had just escaped.

The area had seen another explosion in the recent past, Kiya had read the reports about a group of supposedly rogue Shinigami pursuing a Vizard experiment who had gone made and was trying to make more. That incident ended with the Pokémon café exploding when an unknown captain class Shinigami unleashed a Bankai. While Ginza may be a high end shopping area, it was usually spiritually quiet, the perfect place for her to hide out. Or so she thought.

“Do you have a good place to hide out? Maybe a five-star hotel?” She asked being hopeful.

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Kiya: de5a5a

[Ken Shirogane]

"Kiya, alright." He nodded, glad to have her name. "Heh, the Quincy huh? And how are you related to them?" He asked, though was unsure how to restrain his energy further. His Fullbring was gone, so unless she meant something else he didn't think he should be easy to detect now.

"Mexican cartel arrancar." He repeated, unsure how all those things even fit together. "Well, he sounds like he was an interesting guy. A shame it didn't last I guess." He wondered if it was a good thing or a bad thing that she didn't mind spending her time dating morally questionable men. Sure, Yama wasn't exactly a good guy, but he wasn't a Yakuza. He occasionally did illegal things, but he didn't make a business out of it. And while he didn't know much about the cartel, if what he did know was accurate, they tended to kill anyone who got in their way. While Yama had killed someone somewhat recently, he felt it was for a good reason.

"Hm, well, I have a good place to hide out, and you can use it if you like. But I would not compare it to a five-star hotel." He said moving to walk out of the building. "You have a vehicle you can follow me with, or wanna just hop on my bike with me?" He said gesturing to his motorcycle some distance away. A modified Katana with an armored frame. It was a beast of a bike, much like Yama. The armor slowed it down a bit of course, but it was worth it to come charging at Hollow fist-first. Like a dark knight with his lance, and metal steed.

PC: 5
Gaz