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Those of us that were in "Walled In" - is there a thread coming up for us?

Silently acknowledging the noble-woman’s suggestion, the prisoner moved forward, ready to find Raifuku. The stoic turned an eye from Nana, internalizing his displeasure with the ongoing conversation but was momentarily intrigued by Tsubaki’s words. Although he could clearly see the difference...

The former assassin took no concern in the woman’s tone, almost appreciating her grounded nature in handling his opinion. “I wouldn’t mention it if I wasn’t concerned. It looks as if you all are following the most obvious path – I don’t think it unreasonable to question it for everyone’s...

Igasho was relieved by the templar’s words, knowing he could relatively trust the pink-haired man, whom he had worked with before. Leaving no time to consider their situation to be a false reality, the prisoner couldn’t help but show some hint of an irate reaction to their conversation. “Is...

Igasho made his way down the dim hallway, sheathed zanpakuto in hand, as he came closer to the resonating energy traces. Voices carried in the darkness, tones of stress or disagreement echoing with their words while the prisoner approached. The silent blade slid from the casing as the assassin...

The cold embrace of darkness loosened its grip on Okamii Igasho and shuffled him into a pale light. The soul reaper realized he was standing, only after the weight of his body started to collapse against the smooth, transparent surface. Taking a deep breath, the removed assassin let his eyes...

The former captain of the Twelfth reacted in a way that Igasho wouldn’t have expected, but was almost relieved to hear. Confirming everything that the assassin has been dwelling on internally, Kago had moved with the anticipated urgency needed but toward the bearded man instead of the nemesis...

The drowning echoes suddenly became crisp and synchronized with reality as Igasho saw the tendrils pierce the dark forestry. The bleak, distant enemy had immediately struck out at the younger assassin, who recoiled and reacted surprisingly quick. Mitsuhito had momentarily grabbed the prisoner’s...

Okamii Igasho, unseated of the 7th division 105 (fantasies) + 204 (abandon) + 50 db = 359 Reiatsu: 18,184 + 359 = 18,543 Shikai = 20,398 Zanjutsu: 3,914 + 91 = 4,005 Hakuda: 4,240 + 88 = 4,328 Hohou: 7,560 + 180 = 7,740 Kidou: 2,500

Crimson petals gave life to an explosive display of pyre, flames erupting within the colorful forest. The former assassin was bounding through the air, determined to eliminate the woman, but before his strike could land, the jets of fire overtook him, engulfing all that could be seen. The light...

The petals drifted peacefully to the ground, unassuming in every way, until they burst into an emblazoned trail, wrapping around both the Gotei soldiers. The fire spat at their flesh, flames licking at the assassin’s shihakusho and eating through to the skin. The burly warrior stared on at the...

The angel of death held a watcher’s expression - observing the pawns below as they did his bidding, clearly unable to easily subdue the enraged enemy. Furious power spewed from the risen minions, their only purpose to strike down the unyeilding Templar. The trembling land and towers of former...

The masked being watched over the brute as the carnage of mankind’s emotion tore from within. The haste and fury of the warrior’s relentless attack radiated from his spirit as the cackles of energy streaked across his limbs, arcing into the air around him. The arrancar looked out at the violence...

The black phantom whisked through the air, recoiling from the embattled duo and streaking the air with black feathers and spectral strings of nothingness. The white mask, although having been slightly damaged, seem to show no sign of concerning the tortured soul. “Yes,” his voice echoed...

In the instant the Igasho’s blade came to meet nothing, the frustration of a failed attempt rose to the back of his mind. With a heave of strained breath, the reaper turned his cautious eye to follow in the woman’s floral wake. The beauty of the petals seemed to litter the air, almost leading...

The prisoner could feel the growing pressure, the strain of time seeping away, as each second passed. A sense of urgency suddenly coiled around the assassin’s soul, squeezing him and pressing him to move forward, to find a way from that place. ...summa hrma mmrm hassan ...assu...Peace...

Okamii Igasho, Unseated of the Seventh 324 (bounty) *1.1 = 357 + 100 (sb) = 457 Reiatsu: 17,727 + 457 = 18,184 Yadokai = 20,003 Zanjutsu: , 3,803 + 111 = 3,914 Hakuda: 4,129 + 111 = 4,240 Hohou: 7,325 + 235 = 7,560 Kidou: 2,500

The templar’s blade cut through the stagnant air, piercing the ebony cloak that draped over the spectre’s form. The steel, however, was not met with flesh or bone but, instead, slid through the murky robe as if it had cut through a thick fog. Black streaks and swirls followed in the zanpakuto’s...

The dark being began to lift off of the ground, casting no shadow, but instead, stretching the fluid robe that stretched to the ground. His elbows bent out and black hands formed a circle against the ebony backdrop of his lower torso. “Your kind, souls with the spark of Divine, are meant to...

Igasho could suddenly feel Amaya’s presence, her reiatsu somewhat restored to what it had been only (what felt like) moments ago. Keeping an eye on the crimson-clad woman, the prisoner couldn’t help but wonder if it was even worth putting Amaya in a position to deal with the unknown shinigami...