Hitsugaya Tōshirō (
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[Open] Let's just live
Who: Hitsugaya and YOU
What: Red lilies, soccer, training, and shenanigans.
When: August 11-18
Where: Both shores and wherever else
Warnings: None at the moment
[A. The Red Lilies Speak]
[There are red lilies that seem to have appeared near the canals, plenty of them to catch Toushirou’s attention from where he was busy soaring through the skies. It eventually stands out to him enough that he drops down beside them.
Anyone walking nearby might cross paths with him as he inspects the lilies, but it’s also not hard to miss the way his expression changes to one of discomfort as if he’s hearing something no one can’t.
It seems to be enough to have him look somewhat troubled, if not pained.
However, the expression turns blank when he hears someone approaching and looks over at them.]
[B. Chase the Stars]
[Surprise, surprise.
Anyone who happens to explore the Near Shore today may be surprised to find a certain god playing soccer with a group of young teenagers (or kids). It’s a good day for sports, after all, and even Toushirou will admit that.
Feel free to watch or join in somehow.
Because when the game ends (more will come), Toushirou will walk off a bit to the side and give any watchers a look.]
…What?
[C. A Dream of A Dream, Evenings]
[It’s night, probably around the time where people might be sleeping, but Toushirou definitely isn’t.
Instead, if anyone happens to look up at the sky, there’s an ice dragon that appears, glistening in the moonlight. However, blink and it’s gone, pieces of ice falling from the air and downwards.
Standing below where the dragon appeared is Toushirou, whose eyes were fixated above him before he holds out his sword to the side, the blade beginning to emit faint wisps of cold air.]
[D. Practicing Some Magic - Closed to Tsuzuki]
You want to practice magic.
[His tone seems to hold some sort of something there, but he doesn’t look much reluctant as he looks at the shinki.]
On what exactly?
[E. Sneaky Nights - Closed to Botan]
[If there’s one thing that’s initially hard to do with Toushirou, it’s sneaking into somewhere he would currently call a home. So, upon sensing a familiar spiritual energy in his temple, Toushirou follows it and sighs softly when he notices Botan.
He crosses his arms, a hint of a frown on his face.]
You could at least check in with me first.
[F. A Game of Tag - Closed to Goten]
[It was a game of tag.
Toushirou, for once, suggested such a thing to Goten after the young shinki but with a few rules: they have to hide their energy from each other and are allowed to use their own powers.
It was more of a game of hide and seek, really, since the chosen location for the game was the forest at the base of Toushirou’s temple. Regardless, he does keep his own end as he keeps his senses out for the shinki.]
Come on, Goten. Don’t lose this early in the game.
[G. Wildcard]
[Hit me with whatever you want or talk to me at
seabutterfly if you wanna do anything specific.]
What: Red lilies, soccer, training, and shenanigans.
When: August 11-18
Where: Both shores and wherever else
Warnings: None at the moment
[A. The Red Lilies Speak]
[There are red lilies that seem to have appeared near the canals, plenty of them to catch Toushirou’s attention from where he was busy soaring through the skies. It eventually stands out to him enough that he drops down beside them.
Anyone walking nearby might cross paths with him as he inspects the lilies, but it’s also not hard to miss the way his expression changes to one of discomfort as if he’s hearing something no one can’t.
It seems to be enough to have him look somewhat troubled, if not pained.
However, the expression turns blank when he hears someone approaching and looks over at them.]
[B. Chase the Stars]
[Surprise, surprise.
Anyone who happens to explore the Near Shore today may be surprised to find a certain god playing soccer with a group of young teenagers (or kids). It’s a good day for sports, after all, and even Toushirou will admit that.
Feel free to watch or join in somehow.
Because when the game ends (more will come), Toushirou will walk off a bit to the side and give any watchers a look.]
…What?
[C. A Dream of A Dream, Evenings]
[It’s night, probably around the time where people might be sleeping, but Toushirou definitely isn’t.
Instead, if anyone happens to look up at the sky, there’s an ice dragon that appears, glistening in the moonlight. However, blink and it’s gone, pieces of ice falling from the air and downwards.
Standing below where the dragon appeared is Toushirou, whose eyes were fixated above him before he holds out his sword to the side, the blade beginning to emit faint wisps of cold air.]
[D. Practicing Some Magic - Closed to Tsuzuki]
You want to practice magic.
[His tone seems to hold some sort of something there, but he doesn’t look much reluctant as he looks at the shinki.]
On what exactly?
[E. Sneaky Nights - Closed to Botan]
[If there’s one thing that’s initially hard to do with Toushirou, it’s sneaking into somewhere he would currently call a home. So, upon sensing a familiar spiritual energy in his temple, Toushirou follows it and sighs softly when he notices Botan.
He crosses his arms, a hint of a frown on his face.]
You could at least check in with me first.
[F. A Game of Tag - Closed to Goten]
[It was a game of tag.
Toushirou, for once, suggested such a thing to Goten after the young shinki but with a few rules: they have to hide their energy from each other and are allowed to use their own powers.
It was more of a game of hide and seek, really, since the chosen location for the game was the forest at the base of Toushirou’s temple. Regardless, he does keep his own end as he keeps his senses out for the shinki.]
Come on, Goten. Don’t lose this early in the game.
[G. Wildcard]
[Hit me with whatever you want or talk to me at
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[He blinks a bit, not understanding the fear himself. His eyes shift back to Hitsugaya curiously]
If one of us pick her up and fly with her, do you think that'd get her over her fear?
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[There's something here; he can practically sense it.]
It's not unusual for people to be afraid of heights, but she seems to show symptoms of a panic attack if she even thinks about high up she is.
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[He frowns a little at that.]
I donno if talking to her will help then. I don't get how anyone could be that scared of flying.
[Regardless, Goten floats over to the baloney, landing on it and looking around. Something does feel off but he can't put his finger on it.]
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[Toushirou follows after Goten, only stopping when he notices what seems to be wisps of darkness coming from the woman.]
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I think you're right---Ah! I have an idea! Hold on, i think I still...
[He perks, patting the pants of his gi before pulling out a small plastic water gun. He holds it up just enough for Hitsugaya to see.]
This!
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[And why do you have it?]
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[He looks way to pleased with it. After all, it's what he was playing with Sokumi earlier and explained why his clothes were damp]
Aymeric's place mostly has holy water and I know ayakashi don't like it.
[He twirls the gun but has to flail a bit to keep from dropping it. Okay, maybe he's not that cool yet, but he's getting there]
If we shoot her with it, maybe it'll bring out whatever is wrong with her.
[He holds it out to Hitsugaya. Try it!]
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[He shakes his head.]
It's fine, Goten. You can shoot her with it.
[Really, he just doesn't do water guns.]
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But Goten doesn't argue, instead he just grins and takes a couple steps closer before aiming the water gun and pulling the trigger. The stream of water sprays the woman, soaking her clothes.]
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But the woman squeals when she's been shot at, and Toushirou can see more of the dark miasma appear.
"I told you that we shouldn't be living up here! We get soaked!"
Ignoring the woman's whines, his eyes trail to where the miasma is going, tendrils of it slowly curling upwards into the sky where he can hear a faint cackle coming from something.]
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Maybe that's just a sign it worked? Clearly its something ayakashi related--shame he's out of water now]
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Give me more.
I want more fear.
Give me moooore.
[Toushirou glances back at the woman when he hears her sobbing softly before he looks back at Goten.]
Is there any more holy water in that thing?
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Not-uh, that was the last of it.
[The voice makes him uneasy. A water-gun isn't exactly protection, his energy rises a bit. Besides that, he feels bad for the woman.]
We need to get that stuff away from her.
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[This is....going to be a pain, isn't it?]
Give me more of that fear.
More.....more....
MORE.
[Toushirou's eyes flickers upwards when he hears something laughing, bordering on hysterical. The miasma seems to thicken.]
Form a borderline for the woman.
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Like that?
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[Unsheathing his sword, he gathers enough reiatsu in the blade before he swings it in the direction of the ayakashi, disappearing briefly into the sky.
At first, there's nothing but a beat of silence before the two of them earns a howl of pain and a strong gust of wind as it finally descends on them with one of its wings injured.]
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[That happened....fast! Goten blinks wide-eyed at the ayakashi as it shrieks and swoops down on them. But he doesn't freeze up, Goten has fought way too many of these but this is a pretty big one!
Plus he's confident in Hitsugaya.
Swinging his arm again, Goten draws another line. This one taller then the previous and more for protection so it can block the ayakashi once it gets to close.]
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Toushirou sends another powerful wave of force from his sword, preventing it from getting too far.
He glances at Goten.]
Ready?
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Let's get 'im! No way is it gonna get away from us.
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[He keeps his eyes on the ayakashi even as he holds out his head.]
Come, Giki.
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'Hitsu, if it gets further away from the house and stuff then we wont have to worry about hurting anyone, right?'
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[Shouldn't be too hard.
He grips the scythe a bit before he disappears and reappears closer to the ayakashi, driving it back up into the clouds. Between them, they're able to breathe in condenser air, and it'll be far more suited for Toushirou's style of fighting, anyway.]
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'I think this is good! We're just gonna have to catch or Rend it if it falls to the ground!'
[Just so it doesn't land on anyone or anything. He's so ready though. The ayakashi can't lose them with that slow speed!]
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[The ayakashi screeches at them, making a sudden turn and aiming for them.]
Goten, I'm going to try something new real quick. Hope you can bear it for a bit. [And by new, he's going to add some of his reiatsu to the scythe to see if a sort of combination between their powers would do anything.
When the ayakashi comes close, he swings the scythe at it.]
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[That's not much of a warning when Goten doesn't know what the new thing is. Before he can question it, he feels it. It's a fimilar pressure he's felt around Hitsugaya before but instead of pushing against him, the reiatsu feels like its wrapping around him. It's weird.
The glow of the scythe flickers for a second or so with uncertainty before becoming bright once more. The center of the scythe keeps its warmer transparent blue aura while mixing with the coldness of Hitsugaya's power. Its a strange mix of cold and hot.
The blade end of the scythe easily slices cleanly through the large ayakashi with the force put into the swing. It leaves the ayakashi's wound steaming from the touch as it screeches out at them and tries in a ditch effort to go for Hitsugaya despite the damage. It's hardly suited for fast flying so trying to eat the god would be the best option.]
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