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Post by Shosei on Jul 4, 2024 17:34:06 GMT -6
Shosei laughed and gave a toothy grin. "Oh dear Kisu-jii. Perhaps, before we begin this fight, I should tell you all that I am made of."
"Fuck of now, you piece of shit, before I rip you to pieces." growled Seto. He release Chinmoku. The angry black mass swirled wildly. "Though, I am angry enough to tear you apart with my bare hands."
"You're welcome to try, Tervaden." laughed Shosei. "But, considering how much Urahara and I have in common, this should make for an interesting fight, yes?" He looked to the hat wearing Shinigami. "There is a bit of you in me, after all."
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Jul 4, 2024 17:55:08 GMT -6
Kisuke chuckled. "You know the funny thing about that? I've fought myself and my own zanpakuto spirit," he said, cocking his head to one side and spreading his arms wide. "I'm still here, and I plan on staying for a very long time."
"I'm not you." Shosei smiled wide as he drew his own blade. "I am better."
A smirk drew across Kisuke's lips, "famous last words."
"Words...Three to be exact." Shosei rested his blade to his shoulder. "Now, I will introduce you to five more. Urahara. Aizen. Yamamoto. Unohana. Teruo."
Seto groaned and directed Chinmoku's cloud toward Shosei. The mass forced the man away from Urahara. "For fucks sake. Talk or fight! But, stop fucking posturing."
Kisuke grinned, "You are a cluster fuck, aren't you?" He watched as Seto let Chinmoku's cloud swirl around Shosei. He looked over at Seto, "why? It looks like you have this under control."
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Jul 4, 2024 18:48:17 GMT -6
"Does it?!" snapped Seto. "Because I don't have the energy for this shit. I put a hole in Hueco Mundo trying to handle what happens to be only one fifth of what he is. And, he's still alive. So, unless, by chance, some sort of miracle happens...I do not have this under control."
Shosei tapped his blade to his shoulder. "Talk or fight." he whispered with a smile. "Talk or fi-"
Charcoal hands tore open a void that swallowed Shosei. It closed around him, silencing his cursing of the hollow.
Seto raised a brow as he watched Shosei disappear. "That was convenient. And, also slightly alarming." He turned to face Urahara. "Where the fuck is Ichimaru?"
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Jul 4, 2024 20:29:32 GMT -6
Kisuke glanced towards the heart of the town. "At the school, as we speak," he said, turning his gaze back to Seto. "At least, that's where his reiatsu is emanating from." His eyes then shifted toward the Miyamoto home.
"Kita is still at the house with Kadja, and her reiatsu is stable, so everything seems to be well," he noted, reassuringly. He looked back at Seto. "And Aizen is still in my holding cell. Anyone else you want to ask about? Yoruichi, Kenji, Tessai?" Kisuke's tone went sarcastic, and he snapped his fingers. "I know!"
"Why don't you tell me what happened in Hueco Mundo, and when the hell did it start raining there?"
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Post by Seto Tetsuya on Jul 5, 2024 16:36:35 GMT -6
"I had a fight..." Seto turned around and looked down the street. "...With Sada...I released my bankai in it's entirety which I was told to never do at my Captain's exam unless under extreme duress..." Narrowing his eyes, he continued to look on in confusion. His expression changed to one of surprise. "I...I thought you said Kita was safe..." Kisuke looked in the same direction as Seto. "She is.""What was that?! Where'd she go?! Kisuke! Where did she go?" Kisuke did not answer Seto, just disappeared. He was sure Seto knew where he was going."Fuck!" shouted Seto. He disappeared, following Urahara. Moved |
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 20, 2024 19:09:08 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: The ChaosEpisode 512 "Dire Straits": As the godly gate shimmered and then dissolved behind them, Seto, with Kita cradled in his arms, stepped into the dimly lit shop. Alister’s power had faded away, leaving the air heavy with the scent of blood and urgency. Seto’s expression was tight, a mix of fear and determination etched across his face as he looked down at the woman in his arms. Blood soaked her clothing, pooling from the deep wound in her chest, staining her skin and clothing, and streaking her long rave hair.Sojiro followed closely, holding Kadaj carefully, his own hands trembling slightly as he kept his little brother close. The blanket was damp with his mother’s blood, but Sojiro’s focus was on keeping his brother calm, his young face set with worry.“Ide, stay close,” Seto instructed, glancing back at his son. Ide clutched his father’s zanpakuto tightly, his knuckles white from the strain, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and resolve. The weight of the weapon seemed to ground him, keeping him focused in the midst of the chaos. "Seto," Kita's voice was weak as her head lolled side to side, "Kadaj, the boys?"Moved |
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Post by Captain Kurotsuchi Mayuri on Sept 13, 2024 23:37:36 GMT -6
Bleach Unrated: REBOOTEDCurrent Arc: The ChaosEpisode 517 "A Tall Order": Mayuri Kurotsuchi’s silhouette appeared in the slowly rising sun of the early morning, a sharp contrast against the warm glow spilling out from the Urahara Shop. The clink of his metal geta resonated softly as he descended to the human realm, his steps slow, deliberate. His eyes, wide and curious, flickered beneath the shadows of his elaborate headdress. As he neared the shop, his lips curled into a strange, satisfied smirk.A few steps ahead, Kisuke Urahara was leaning against the shop’s sliding door, fan in hand, tapping it lazily against his shoulder. His typical nonchalance played across his features, but his sharp gaze revealed that he had been expecting this particular visit.
“Well, well, well,” Kisuke drawled, shifting slightly, “Captain Kurotsuchi. To what do I owe the pleasure of such an esteemed guest?”Mayuri’s golden eyes narrowed. “Spare me your pleasantries, Urahara. You and I both know why I’m here.” |
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Post by Urahara Kisuke on Sept 13, 2024 23:42:19 GMT -6
Kisuke’s smile widened behind the fan, his eyes twinkling with a knowing gleam. “Do we now? I must admit, I’ve been dying of curiosity.”Mayuri’s voice was cold and clipped, every syllable laced with disdain. “I am here to retrieve what was stolen from me. And you, Urahara, will assist me.”Kisuke stepped aside, waving his fan towards the door. “Come in, come in. It would be rude of me not to offer a seat before you lay down your… request.”Mayuri’s smirk faded into a sneer, but he accepted the invitation, stepping through the entrance. The interior of the Urahara Shop was cluttered, as always—scattered trinkets, tools, and inventions, each seemingly more trivial than the last. Yet Mayuri’s sharp gaze swept over them with a hint of curiosity.Kisuke followed behind, closing the door gently. “Now, what’s all this about something stolen?” he asked, gesturing to a chair. Mayuri ignored the gesture, standing rigidly by a shelf, his eyes fixed on the floor.Moved
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