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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 8:51 am

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The man seemingly didn't take very well to what Ika was saying and seemed to view it quite differently than what he was intending it to be. It was not lifeless, he was just relaxed and apathetic per the usual.. "2000 years from now the gap will widen if anything, not lessen.. As for the joke, I've no concern in regards to your intentions, if I did you'd join him." Ika pointed to the coat-hanger, which was upon closer examination a skeleton, it was of course Shiro! The poor fuck.. Nonetheless they both laughed and the man seemed to grasp that they were at different points in their respective existences..

"We won't do it somewhere humid don't worry about that shit, but I'm ready if you are I suppose." Ika shrugged his shoulder and put out his cigarette and walked onward. He stretched out a bit and tried to crack his neck as best he could, loosening up a bit before he engaged... "God It's been so damn boring of late, try not to add onto that eh?.." As they arrived Ika would select the city simulation and watch, as a city resembling NYC surfaced all around them, two miles in each direction. "Simulations are fun am I right?"


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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 9:08 am

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New York City. It was a pretty sight, to be honest, but it wasn't what Seto enjoyed. Those fuckers over the ocean basically screwed up everything they had in the past ten years or so, so Seto wasn't too keen on being in New York... but he knew it was a simulation, confirmed by Ika's comment that simulations were fun, so he just shrugged his shoulders.

At least the breeze felt nice.

"So what do you want me to do, exactly?" He spoke as he put some distance between Ika and himself, about twenty feet before he turned to face Ika again. "What's the goal, here, specifically. Land a hit on you, dodge your shit, fight with everything I've got..." There were multiple options, but Seto didn't want to just assume what Ika's intentions were. Seto was the one being trained here, so he was going to follow his orders. Depending on what Ika said to him, Seto would release his Zanpakutou accordingly; if he was meant to fight to his full, Seto would release to bankai; if he wasn't supposed to release at all, then he wouldn't.

Regardless, Seto unsheathed his Zanpakutou and held it in one hand pointed at Ika Mazi, the other hand holding the edge of the sheathe as Seto inhaled deeply and calmed his nerves, as he always did before a fight. Due to his Bankai, Seto was used to fighting with only one hand on his sword, so his other hand was pretty useless when not in Bankai, but that was a matter for a later date.
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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 8:27 pm

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Seto seemed to be taken aback by the scenery before him, and the fact that he had mixed feelings in regards to it was fairly obvious. "Frankly, the city never really was my thing, but it's a pretty neat place to blow up when you're bored.. Of course I can't really say it's complete without the screams and pleas of the helpless begging for their lives, but I digress.." The man shrugged his shoulders and Ika took in the breeze, letting it mess his hair up a bit as he prepared himself a bit, his hands remained in his pockets but he at least stretched his legs and neck a bit in the mean time.. God the breeze felt wonderful..

Ika smirked as the man asked what he wanted him to do, not before of course making the distance between the two of them about.. Oh.. 20 feet. "Well, first things first, throw your Zanpakuto over there, I'll do it first so no worries in that regard.." Ika took his Zanpakuto and chucked it aside, looking at Seto to wait and see if he did the same. If he did not, Ika would Shunpo and grab his, the situation would become a bit more aggressive.. If he did throw it aside as Ika had requested, Ika would continue after Seto finished. "Essentially your goal is to survive and give in to that beast within you, let him control you, frankly, that's the only way you're gonna survive.." Ika smirked, standing still. "If this is all clarified, I'll give you the first strike. Go all out. Best of luck.."


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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 9:11 pm

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Throw his Zanpakuto to the side? That was... not even remotely what Seto thought this would be, but as he said before, he was the one being trained.

Seto sheathed his Zanpakutou and untied it, tossing it to the side where it landed next to Ika's. Preparing himself, he tried to not think about the fact that Ika was a former Squad 2 captain, and that his hand to hand skill was exceptional while Seto's was... well... not. He put those thoughts out of his mind and prepared himself as best he could, inhaling deeply to calm his nerves.

As he exhaled, he crouched down and dashed forward towards Ika putting everything he had into the first punch, aimed for Ika's center of mass; he knew that, even if the punch landed, it certainly wouldn't do too much to Ika. It would, at best, wind him; regardless, Seto attempted to punch again with his other hand, but he was very much out of his league here.

Seto had no skill with Kidou. Seto had minimal skill with Hakuda. Seto barely even had the ability to use Shunpo. Without his Zanpakutou...
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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 9:43 pm

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The man seemed perplexed at first about what Ika had ordered him to do, but he promptly did as instructed, maybe this could be funner than he had thought it would be.. Maybe. Probably not, the odds were NOT in favor of such ideas..It was obvious from his stature and demeanor he was not a fan of hand-to-hand combat and Ika smirked ever so slightly as the man seemed to be trying to prepare himself. Clearing his mind, breathing deeply, all signs that pointed to one single, solitary fact.

Seto was fucked.

The man exhaled and crouched down before lunging forwards with a punch directed at Ika's center mass, Ika sighed, stepping to the side and grabbing the mans knuckle, grinning wickedly as one might expect him to. He slipped his mask on, "This is the face of death Seto.." and as the man made his second swing Ika grabbed that hand as well before squeezing.. hard.. till he heard lots, and lots, and lots of cracking. All kinds of cracking. Big Bigly Crackly Shit. It was at this point that Ika would laugh again, before aiming a high jump kick at the mans chin aided by Shunpo, hoping to knock him into the air... If that succeeded he would rotate 360 before kicking him sideways through a building, in midair. 10/10 for the visual, am I right?


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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 9:58 pm

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Pain. Searing unbelievable pain. Ika manifested his Hollow Mask without any issue at all, almost like it was second nature as he shattered the bines in Seto's hands, kicked him into the air and spinkicked him through a building. The glass shattered as Seto was knocked through two or three walls, thankfully not very sturdy, and as he tried to stand up he felt his body already yelling at him.

"What the fuck... did I get myself into..." All the energy he could muster was dedicated to standing up as he tried to walk back out of the holes his body had made in the building, standing at the open window and jumping down. Steadying himself when he landed, the wounded Vizard attempted to focus on where Ika was, so he could at least keep track of the man who was beating him to a pulp with no effort.

It took every bit of willpower for Seto to focus on Ika's position, dash towards him and move to headbutt him; Seto didn't have hands right now, with all the bones in them shattered and unable to be used, but he trusted that Ika wouldn't kill him.

Trust... was a big word.
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on Tue Mar 28, 2017 10:15 pm

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The entire combo had connected without much in the way of defense and Ika heard the mutterings from the poor fool before him, as he did his best to walk off the absolute throttling he had just received. He took time to steady himself and Ika cackled wildly, "No no please take your time, not like I could kill you at any moment or anything.." The man appeared to be almost willing himself to pay attention to Ika's current position as he dashed forwards and aimed a headbutt at Ika, because apparently that was his big master plan. Bad move on the whole, because if Ika didn't fight to kill? The man wasn't going to learn, the Hollow wasn't going to come out and play. He had to instill some level of doubt in this man, and he planned on it..

The man came charging forwards and Ika stepped back, stopping the headbutt with one hand before releasing and cracking the poor fools skull with an elbow. Blood poured out of the beyond evident gaping hole in the mans skull, and Ika was by no means a stranger to the damage he could cause, but that still didn't mean he'd relent. On the assumption that the man would double over, Ika would punt him through another building, before Shunpoing downwards, stomping on the mans ribs violently. He would have to go Hollow at some point, right?..


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on Wed Mar 29, 2017 8:58 am

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His eyes could no longer open. That was the first thing he took note of. No matter how much effort he put in, he couldn't open his eyes. Feeling the blood pour of his cracked skull, he determined that it was his body subconsciously keeping his eyes free of blood, not letting them open as to not let blood inside his eyelids. Good on you, body, you do do you.

Ika was brutal and fast. Very much unlike a virgin turtle goin to get laid for the first time, and very much like a virgin adolescent boy who's just discovered pornography. Every time he touched Seto, it was another injury to catalog. The building he crashed through the second time very much was not a window, and he could taste the dust in the air from the bricks his body had shattered on his way through it. Seto laid on the floor of the building and felt things go into slow motion. He didn't have long before Ika's next attack, so he needed to make the most of his mental processes.

Fifty-six cuts, thirty-nine bruises, ninety-four broken bones, three cracked ribs. His right ear was ringing, and he couldn't hear out of it, but he could hear Ika coming from the left ear. The sound Shunpo makes is very, very clear, even when you can't open your eyes, and Seto tried to brace himself for whatever came next, but it wasn't enough. He felt the blow shatter at least the three ribs that were cracked, and crack at least two others; the shards from the shattered ribs fell into his body, and being unable to outwardly display or move anything he could only feel them.

I need to move. Nothing worked.
I need to live. Nothing worked.
I need to fight. Nothing worked.
I need to stand up. Nothing worked.
I need to keep trying. Nothing worked.

You need me.
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on Wed Mar 29, 2017 8:28 pm

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The mans eyes didn't want to open to the warm streams of blood draining from his skull, which was probably for the best given blood couldn't be the easiest thing to get out of ones retina's.. Ika's methods were brutal, efficient, and fast, probably not the best thing for this poor soul that he was effectively butchering the holy hell out of.. Every touch was another injury on a seemingly endless list of them, and he couldn't help but smirk as he continued.. He couldn't in good faith pretend to not enjoy this, as sadistic as he was and to be frank, it was in part the repentance he felt he was owed.. His actions were full of malice, the same malice he felt was owed to all Shinigami at the time of his exodus. The same malice that was displayed upon all Vizards then to now..

The man was bleeding from the mouth, and frankly? Nothing he could do was going to work. At this point, either the mask came, or Ika was going to beat him within an inch of his life, and then take 5 more inches. It was that simple, Ika walked over to the mans downed corpse, lifeless as it was, and punted it across the battlefield, before Shunpoing forwards and doing this about.. 5 more times. It was like a game of soccer, and Seto was a rather large and unusual ball.. When Ika was done and realized the man was on the verge of death, he sighed a bit.. Picking the man up, Ika spoke "You've got one more chance, I ask only that you take advantage of it.. Either you give in to that beast screaming your name within, or I'll end you, due to you being unworthy of the title of Vizard, or ally.." Ika charged a Cero at this point, and aimed it at the mans chest. It would be a pity if he didn't.. Then he felt his hand slapped aside.. had it happened?..


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on Thu Mar 30, 2017 1:55 am

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You need me.

What? Who's that?

You need me. Just ask.

Who are you?

Ask for my help . . . actually, beg for it. Beg me to help you.

Fear. Fear was all Seto had ever known. The darkness surrounding him, the pain being inflicted from seemingly nowhere. He couldn't move any part of his body, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything. He could only feel pain and fear, two emotions which would lead a lesser man to go insane.

He knows you need me. It's either me or death and I resigned myself to death a long time ago. Beg for life, and I'll help you.

Who was talking? Their voice was clearly Hollow-like, but Seto couldn't see anything. He could only hear the voice telling him to beg... for life...

Beg... for life...

Seto began to plead in his head. Please let me live I don't care who you are just help me.

As his eyes snapped open, Seto saw Ika charging a cero at his chest. Slapping the hand to the side, Seto jumped up and tackled Ika to the ground, pulling his fist back and punching him squarely in the face before jumping off and roaring in a fashion only a Hollow could roar. Turning back to Ika, the now masked-Seto charged at him again.
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