Post by xero on Apr 6, 2011 22:00:53 GMT -4
Human - The New World Order
Name: Tenrousei Akera
Gender: Male
Age: 28
NWO Rank: Combat Operative
Physical Description: Akera is rather non-intimidating when one first sees him, his Japanese and English heritage giving him a small, thin body with an average height, and his smooth complexion only adds to the misconception that he's nearly harmless. His eyes are a forest green color and constantly have a mischievous and distrustful glint in them, seeming to instantly notice even the slightest movement made towards or around him, and they help give him a deceitful look whenever he smiles, as his smiles are normally thin and wry. Akera's face matches the rest of his body, thin but not overly unhealthy, with his eyes normally being shaded by his hair.
The man's hair is a dark green color, having a medium-length and being soft to the touch, and the manner in which it is styles changes every now and then, mostly being slightly unkempt with a lock of hair dropping between his eyes. Most of the time his hair curves towards the right side of his head, the lock of hair between his eyes doing so constantly, and when he isn't wearing a hat, his hair slightly spikes up some on top of his head.
Akera wears black jeans constantly, almost never wearing blue jeans, and long-sleeved shirts are worn over his torso just as often, with t-shirts worn on the hottest days. All of his shirts have the same design, being loose-fitting and made of a solid color with stripes of a second color going across it, and the majority of them are shades of green, or black, white or gray stripes. Over his hands are worn black, fingerless gloves that go up his wrists a couple of inches before stopping, made of a resilient, synthetic material that is hard to rip or tear, and stops wearing them only when sleeping or when going to a formal event, the latter happening every now and then at his day job. His feet are covered by black or white tennis shoes almost constantly, a respectively red or blue flame design on the side of the soles, that are reinforced with the same material as his gloves and thus are much more resilient than normal shoes.
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Personality: A self-proclaimed slacker that enjoys B-grade movies and rock music, Akera doesn't seem like the type to be a member of a highly-trained and dangerous group of people intent on waging war against the entire spiritual world, and for the most part he fills that seemingly obvious observation without fail. He rarely goes out of his way to do anything, even at his job as a store clerk, and seems to be a complete weakling because of his thin frame and non-confrontive nature. The man rarely acts serious about anything, even when in a fight, and constantly gives off the feeling that everything is simply too bothersome to put any effort into finishing or doing.
Akera normally speaks to others in a tired manner while keeping a calm state of mind, acting politely towards people until they annoy him to a certain point, and rarely insults others without reason. Occasionally he will poke fun at others, but also knows that there is a certain point where you leave someone alone. However; despite his kind and friendly nature, it recently became difficult for Akera to see people as having any real importance, a side-effect of his family dying and the 'collateral damage' that he's seen on his missions, and has little problems with normal people dying if they get caught up in a hollow attack, though he does try to keep them from getting involved.
As one of the youngest and least experienced members of the NWO, Akera treats most of the other members as his senior and tends to listen to them, regardless of the subject. The ones that he doesn't see as a 'senior' to him are mostly grunts, the over-confident adrenaline junkies that believe they're the best at what they do, and tends to ignore them in any normal situation. The only exception is during combat against hollows or shinigami, as they are still more experienced than he is when it comes to battle, and during those times he swallows his pride and listens to any suggestions the Grunts have.
Akera has a rather intense hatred for Hollows, taking a particularly inhumane amount of satisfaction whenever he ends up killing them, and blames the entire species for the death of his twin brother. This blame extends to Shinigami as well, believing that they were going to wait until both of the twins were killed before doing anything, and has little to no care towards whether or not a Shinigami ends up dying because of his actions. Rather, he will attack them if they appear while he's fighting a Hollow, aiming to kill them before they can activate any of their Zanpaktou's abilities.
The man's hobbies are rather odd considering his age, as well as how he acts sometime; Akera is an avid fan of playing video games and reading manga, and seems to be a die-hard fan of the Kamen Rider shows, owning most if not all of the different series' in some form or another. His love for the show extends to his choice of names for his abilities, a few of them even named after moves used by the heroes in the show itself, but it doesn't extend far enough that he imitates the heroes during combat, having the common sense to know that would get him killed.
History: Born as an identical twin, Akera and his brother were both normal children for nearly their entire lives. In fact, the most exciting things they were saw were on the televised Kamen Rider shows, Akera being a gigantic fan of the series while his brother preferred books and the like. This continued throughout most of their lives, with Akera being far more outgoing and having little motivation towards school, while his brother was incredibly studious and finished everything almost immediately after it was assigned, and by the time the two were Freshmen in Highschool, his brother was one of the most intelligent students in the city.
Sadly, this would not last for much longer, and less than halfway through their second year in Highschool, Akera and his brother were both involved in something labeled as a freak accident. Akera's brother was maimed beyond recognition, while Akera himself was nearly killed by blood loss, his right arm badly damaged with a couple of his organs in critical condition. The teen was rushed to the hospital along with the corpse of his twin brother, entering surgery almost instantly after arriving, and for several hours straight the surgeons and doctors tried their best to save his life. However, considering the condition his body was in, having Akera wait on the transplant list would be the same as killing him, and the surgeon had to make a call; hope the child would live long enough on life support for two organs to be compatible, or use the organs from his deceased brother.
The call was made, and the deceased sibling's organs were used, not having the normal risk of rejection due to having identical DNA to Akera due to coming from a twin. The process to fix his arm would take much longer, though, and after waking a few days later, Akera began wearing a cast on his entire arm for nearly three years, the cast having to be removed and his arm checked before putting on another cast in a new position. During this time, Akera was all but lifeless, almost appearing to be a walking corpse at times, and seemed to be in an eternal depression. This continued even after the cast was finally removed, Akera being near the end of his fifth consecutive year in his school due to failing the previous two years, but slowly he began to improve.
The reason for his psyche improving was partially credited to a week of watching nothing but Kamen Rider and beginning to feel better from that, but the main reason was that he had discovered something new; he could see things other people couldn't, beings that were not supposed to exist in the living realm. The ghosts he met were mostly friendly, the man chatting with them whenever he felt worse than normal and cheering up with their help, and within a year he was almost back to his old self, easily believing that his brother was in soul society and thus better off than on earth.
By the time he was back to normal, Akera had begun seeing actual people running around in black suits with swords on their hips, putting two and two together and assuming them to be spirits after nobody else seemed to notice them in any way, and began wondering just what it was they were doing. He found his answer the very next day, running into a large, hulking beast with a stark white face, but before anything happened, one of the black-garbed beings lept over Akera and cut the beast's face cleanly in half, landing lightly and sheathing his weapon before standing up.
Akera stood perfectly still as all of this occurred, his eyes blank and unfocused, and for a few moments he relived the death of his brother, seeing a masked being hurling his brother's body through the air before grabbing Akera's arm and breaking it with its grip. The beast's arm exploded a few inches below the hand, however, and holes began to appear in its body as loud gunshots rang out without stopping. Before long, the beast was destroyed, and a what looked like a suit of armor had approached Akera before the young teen passed out. After the memory ended, the now-disorientated man's eyes focused on the black-cloaked figure as it began to leave, and he quickly called out and asked what the man was supposed to be.
The answer came just before the black figure vanished, a 'death god,' and for a few seconds Akera was motionless as he tried to figure out what the being had meant. Then it hit him; the masked beings were evil, it seemed, and the 'Shinigami' were the ones that hunted them in order to protect the normal humans. That had to be it, right? No other explanation fit at the moment.
The man then began his walk home, expecting that event to have been the highlight of his day and believing that the rest of the day would be nothing special, but he had only walked three blocks before he was proven dead wrong. A second beast showed up, one that was taller than a nearby light pole, and simply stared at him for a few seconds, the pitch black holes in its mask locked onto Akera's face. Before he could react, the beast had seized him in its large hands, holding him in the air without any difficulty, and the creature began moving Akera towards its mouth and preparing to swallow him alive.
The man was frozen in fear, eyes wide and unable to make a sound, and a single tear rolled down the side of his right cheek as it became very clear that he was about to die, only three years after having survived a similar attack. At that very thought, however, an image passed through his mind; his brother's body being tossed aside like a rag-doll, its soulless eyes gazing into Akera's as the hollow had begun trying to kill him as well. This one image filled Akera's mind with an unsurpassed will to live, no matter what happened, and he raised both hands above his head and began to slam them down on the beast's giant hand repeatedly.
Several hits later, Akera about to be eaten by the creature, something finally happened: When his hands hit the creature, rather than bouncing off like the last few tries, the being actually felt pain, and its hand opened enough for Akera to pull himself out. He didn't bother questioning it, or even stop to think about what he was about to do, and the man grabbed the back of a small car that was parked nearby, roaring loudly as he spun around and released his grip. Against all possible odds, as Akera himself had barely average strength, he had actually thrown the car at the beast, and it slammed into the hollow's head and knocked it back several paces, causing the beast to cry out loudly in pain.
The creature was now obviously mad, regaining its balance and charging at Akera with both arms out-stretched, but the teenager dodged the massive hands and grabbed the bottom jaw of the monster as he moved past it, pulling down with both hands with all of the strength he could muster. A sickening duet of cracking and ripping sounds filled the air, the beast's mask breaking along the edges of the 'mouth' as the skin and bones underneath were stretched to the point that they fractured and ripped, and pitch black blood spilled across the ground as Akera landed on the ground and darted out from under the beast, turning and facing it in time to see the monster fade away while the blood remained.
Akera's racing heart slowly calmed down, the adrenaline rush that had kept him from panicking fading away and yielding to an unstoppable urge to vomit, and the teenager leaned against a nearby fence and emptied his stomach before breathing heavily and nearly hyperventilating, his eyes wide and terrified while sweat dripped down to the ground. He hurried back home as soon as he could walk, trying his best to remain calm and not slip into a full-blown panic attack, and after reaching the building he locked himself in his room, sitting against the wall and trying to make sense of whatever the hell had just happened. Before reaching a conclusion, however, the boy fell asleep as the adrenaline rush fully ended and his system crashed with fatigue, and Akera ended up sleeping for most of the next day, only being woken up by a sharp rapping noise from his door.
After opening it, he was met by the sight of his parents standing in front of a man wearing a simple black suit, introducing himself as a detective that needed to speak to Akera alone, and after his parents left, the man got straight to business. He revealed he was not, in fact, a detective, but an officer of an organization dedicated to destroying the masked beings that Akera had encountered the day before, and that they wanted Akera to join them to help them destroy the 'Hollows.' The man explained just what Akera had done the other day, from throwing the car without any trouble to nearly ripping the lower half of a Hollow's face off, and that it was all due to Akera possessing a 'spiritual power' of some kind, though its exact nature was unclear. By joining the NWO, as the organization was called, they would also help Akera control his powers and help him use them for the 'greater good.'
If the recruiter was surprised by Akera's answer, he gave no sign of it, and simply left a card with a number for Akera to call if he changed his mind, the recruiter leaving the house immediately after. A couple of years passed after Akera refused the invitation to join the NWO, graduating from Highschool in the meantime and managing to obtain a part-time job in a small time electronics store, and after learning how to 'turn on' and 'turn off' his power, which he assumed to be enhanced strength at this point, he stopped meeting any more Hollows or Shinigami. As his job was becoming busier at a steady pace, he spent less time chatting with the Pluses that haunted the area around his house, and became situated further and further away from the spiritual world.
This entire outlook changed one day, though. Akera's parents were going to meet him at his job and the three were going to go to a nice dinner, celebrating the promotion that he had just gotten from a part-time helper to a full-on employee and store clerk, and everything seemed like it was going to end well for him on that day, Akera starting to think he was going to be able to live his life without any more interferences from the Spiritual world. Not even a clairvoyant could have predicted how wrong he was, though; his parents' care suddenly began to spin and swerve across the road as they came down the street towards Akera's workplace, slamming into other cars and causing a large wreck, and the first thing Akera saw as he raced over to the wreckage was a black-cloaked being leaping over the cars and running down a side-road at full speed, as if fleeing the scene of a crime.
Akera was grabbed by several bystanders as he came closer to the wreckage, the people pulling him away as a small spark appeared from one of the cars, and a large explosion sent pieces of shrapnel flying in all directions, a piece of steel embedding itself in Akera's right arm, as any of the survivors were roasted alive by the flames. Akera himself had been knocked out from the force of the explosion, the shrapnel in his arm not helping any, and when he woke up he was in a hospital with bandages wrapped around the top half of his right arm. He had to be sedated once he realized what had happened to his parents, freaking out at the fact that he was now completely alone in the world, and several days later he was released from the hospital to return home.
Once again, Akera seemed to be a member of the living dead, and once again there seemed to be nothing that could possibly pull him out of the ever-increasing depression he was sinking into, but after several weeks of doing nothing but simply 'existing,' he had a small breakdown. His house was trashed completely, everything that had no sentimental value being dashed against the walls or torn to shreds, but then he found something that he had completely forgotten about until then. A card had fallen to the ground, face-up, and three letters were written in a shiny black ink, catching the light and seeming to glow once Akera saw them.
The NWO...of course! They were against those masked beasts, the Hollows, but they had mentioned nothing of the Shinigami, meaning that there was a chance that the 'Death Gods' were also their enemies as well! Akera instantly grabbed his phone and dialed the number on the card he had been given those two short years ago, ecstatic at the thought that he would be able to kill the creatures that had robbed him of his entire family, and once someone picked up the number, he asked for the recruiter to come pick him up.
Without even questioning their motives, the recruiter explaining it simply as 'destruction of the spiritual world,' Akera joined the NWO and received intense combat training and went on missions for the next three years. The first several missions were less than desirable in terms of perfection, the man having a moment of doubt once he found out what the Pluses were used for, but by the end of the first year, he had ceased to see any spiritual being as an ally or friend. He began honing his spiritual ability to the level that it is at today, eventually being promoted to the Special Operations division after his spiritual power reached its current state and allowed him to outperform several of the Combat Operatives in one field at a time, and became as skilled a soldier outside of his suit as any of the mercenaries were. Even after becoming a combat operative, though, he was at the 'bottom of the barrel' amongst them, and had to claw his way to his current(but still barely respected) standing. He was only assigned a functioning Mark II suit after another year of being a Combat Operative, and even then it was only allowed to be modified after several months of proving he could use it correctly and efficiently.
Over the years Akera's mad fervor about revenge was calmed and he became a laid back individual again, though by no means did he begin slacking off on the job, and he began holding a day job at another store, albeit a much larger and nicer one than the first store he had worked in, in addition to it being in Tokyo city. Within a few months he was making a steady paycheck, in addition to his payment from the NWO, and had a new house bought in Tokyo in order to be closer to where most of the recent incidents had been occurring at, though despite that being his home, he was liable to be sent anywhere on a mission.
Additional Info: Eyesight is naturally stronger-than-average, both eyes having 4.0 vision in them, and as such bright lights are more effective on him than on others.
Kamen Kesshi (Masked Hero)
Power Level: Level 1 average without armor on. Level 1 Strong with armor on.
Physical Transformation: N/A
Abilities: The ability to increase any given trait about himself, however only one thing can be 'doubled' at any given time. This does not affect things such as intelligence nor spiritual power, only physical traits, and the increased trait must return to normal before any other trait can be doubled. The ability is not perfect, though, and some of the Increased abilities decrease one or more of Akera's other abilities while its activated. The maximum amount of time he can double a trait depends on the capability being doubled, with the longest time being nearly a week of doubled strength and the shortest being less than two hours of doubled speed. After he returns a trait to normal, he has to wait around five seconds before he can 'double' a new ability, and each enhancement to his abilities takes around five percent of his total reiatsu while any reduction(returning it to normal) doesn't affect his energy reserves.
Combat-related abilities:
'Iron Mask' - A move used by Akera mostly when he is either outside of his suit and forced into a close-range fight, or when he is inside of the suit and is falling or moving at a high speed. The density of Akera's skin and bones are both increased to where they act similar to an Arrancar's hierro, making it an effective shield against conventional human weapons, but in return for the increased defensive properties granted by the doubled trait, his acceleration is greatly decreased. However, as his weight increases along with the density, his body can be used as an effective battering ram once enough speed is gained, allowing him to even place a dent in a metal wall without feeling any adverse affects. When wearing his armor, his movement acceleration is increased some due to the suit, and he can literally tear through weaker Hollows when running at maximum speed, though stopping is incredibly difficult due to the momentum he gains.
'Rider Jet-Stream!' - Highly increased movement speed with much less directional control and little to no ability to turn, Akera can move at twice his maximum speed for several minutes straight without becoming tired down at the cost of being almost completely unable to turn quickly without coming to a complete stop first. His body is still as 'fragile' as a normal person, other than the resistance to the pressure placed on his body from the speeds, and the man can be severely injured or even killed if he runs into any solid, unmoving object while at full speed. He makes up for this weakness sometimes by being a skilled Parkour runner, allowing him to avoid most hazards if he sees them in time, and most other times by wearing his armor when enhancing his movement speed. A second way to use the enhanced speed is when standing still, his reaction time being slightly increased along with his speed to let him keep up with his own movements, and lets him match people normally much, much faster than him for short periods of time; however, doing this for too long can tire him out extremely fast, even when wearing his armor.
'Rider Punch/Kick!!!' - The enhanced trait that allows the man to use more than triple his full strength for an undefined amount of time; however, despite the usefulness it implies, the increased strength is rarely doubled for combat situations, and sees most of its use with Akera moving heavy objects around. Akera will engage his enemies in close-quarters combat if he runs out of ammo or if the guns are proven to be useless against the enemy, and will use melee simply if there are people around who are able to watch the fight(spiritually aware humans), just for the fact that he would be able to mimic a Kamen Rider hero during the fight. As more often than not places weight and pressure on his body that he would normally break under, Akera's armor was modified from enhancing his strength when worn to where it's main function during these times is to divert a majority of the weight and pressure away from his bones, keeping him from injuring himself on accident.
'Falcon Scope' - Akera doubles his eyesight, allowing him to see farther, notice things easier, and track objects moving at high speeds. This is useful when fighting from long-range, however it has a rather damaging side-effect. When left 'on' for too long, the visual data can build up too rapidly for his mind to keep up, causing his eyes to black out for a few seconds until it can sift through the accumulated information. Once that is done, his eyesight returns to him, and he can resume whatever he was doing at the time. Closing his eyes when he doesn't need to use them can stop the information overload from happening, however, but the most effective way to avoid the overload is to just return the trait to normal until it's needed again. When this ability is used Akera's pupils dilate into small dots in the center of each iris, while the iris' themselves change into a bright blue color, almost appearing pure white.
Type: Mk 2 Combat Suit
Description: An all black suit with less armor than the normal Mk2 Aquila, Akera's SCS is designed towards being usable in all combat situations that he may end up in, allowing his Doubling ability to be used to its fullest potential. The armor is midway between an unmodified Mk1 and an unmodified Mk2 model, able to stop any normal bullets at any vital spot on the suit while anti-tank rounds can be stopped once by the chest-piece, and the suit is resilient enough overall that it can withstand most types of explosions occurring near Akera's position, though anything stronger than C4 can still injure him from the concussive force. The technical capabilities of the suit are standard of the Mk II, with slight changes to suit Akera's personal abilities, and is no better or worse than the Aquila model in terms of performance.
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Equipment:
Spirit Scanner: A device which lets the user see spirits even if they have null spirit power, however the more powerful variants also allow the scanning of targets in order to measure their spirit power and other attributes, such as finding weaker spots in someones natural defense (Arrancar Hierro/defensive zanpakutou releases). Akera's Spirit Scanner is built into his helmet, an upgraded version that can scan one of his targets and locate their 'weak points' for his convenience, and after doing so the points are highlighted in neon red until a new target is scanned. The scanner can only show the weak points on one target at a time, however, but can scan a new target at any point in time. Akera doesn't carry a portable version whenever he is off-duty, however, as he can see spirits without the suit.
Spirit Levitation System: Akera's SLS is different from most in that it has barely any real 'flight' capabilities. Instead, it was modified to grant him an incredibly large amount of 'jumping' power, letting him simulate flight simply by leaping as hard as he can in the desired direction, while the levitation capabilities allow him to survive the inevitable fall after jumping.
Com-Unit: A simple communication device usually mounted in the helmet of a SCS, which allows the user to communicate with his squad, or other source. Akera's version of the Com-Unit is built into his helmet, and is activated either by voice-command or by pressing a specific spot on the side of the helmet. The reason for this is that his com-link's default setting is to block all out-going transmissions, meaning he can hear others but they can't hear him, and only changes it in a situation where being able to communicate instantaneously is a priority. A second one is carried around during his day job, one that is nearly impossible to see due to its small size and that its worn in his ear, and is worn so that he can be contacted easily by the NWO when necessary.
Spirit Radar: A radar usually incorporated inside the helmet of a SCS, however portable variations are accessible. The spirit radar uses a system that connects it to the NWO's massive radar system, making it extremely potent for finding larger sources of reiatsu in the surrounding area, the more advanced variations can be used to track a single signature until it leaves Tokyo, however the NWO is working on a system to expand it to the whole of Japan. The radar is integrated into his helmet, creating a small radar in the bottom left corner of his display, which shows the sources of the spiritual energy as a bright red dot, regardless of it being Shinigami, Hollow, or Arrancar.
Spirit Stealth Field: A form of reiatsu shield that covers the wearer of a SCS, or SSS incorporating it, rendering them invisible to those who are unable to see spirits. A very new device that is planned to be used during middle of the day jobs. Work has begun on creating a more powerful stealth device that can cloak the wearer even too other spiritually aware, however Akera is not in possession of one nor on the list to 'test' any prototypes in live-fire situations.
Weaponry
Modified Conventional Firearms
Modified USP 45: Akera's favored gun both in and outside of his armored suit, the man has two USP's on him at all times when inside of his suit, and is capable of wielding both against his opponent's without much difficulty. His aim is top-notch even without doubling his eyesight, due to it being above-average normally, and is even more-so when using only one gun at a time. The weapons use bullets made out of Akera's reiatsu, and to gain the maximum usability he normally keeps his Power turned off unless he absolutely needs it, as creating the bullets while having one of his traits doubled can drain him of energy extremely quickly. He can create the bullets while in the suit due to a part of the guns and his suit where a link is formed, a metal 'spike' attaching from the right side of his wrist into the back of the gun, entering a port just below the hammer and completing the connection.
Modified Einfield Machine gun: A modified Einfield machine gun with the only differences being that the rounds it fires are interchangeable between specialized bullets and reiatsu-created rounds, depending on whatever there is a magazine in the weapon or not. The former is the most commonly used mode, while the latter is for precise single shots over relatively short distances, as the increased speed counter-acts the decreased range.
Modified Raging Bull Model 500: A weapon that, after being modified, has a recoil powerful enough to break a normal human's arm when firing a modified bullet, though when using normal rounds it is only as powerful as a normal Magnum's recoil, and is only usable in combat-situations when Akera is wearing his Mark II Spirit Combat Suit and wielding it with both hands. The weapon is capable of blowing a hole straight through weaker spiritual beings, and can cause visible damage to even powerful Arrancar, able to break through their Hierro if the same spot is hit more than once within a few minutes. However, due to its potential to injure the user and any around him, the number of bullets per-mission is limited to ten, and they have to be manually loaded into the five-round gun before it can be fired.
Other
Spirit Blade: A sword or dagger of spiritually enhanced steel, that when activated glows with reiatsu as it courses over the blades edges, strengthening it to nearly zanpakutou level. However the flat sides are very vulnerable compared to the edges of the blade. Is usually hidden in a power armor for when close-combat is necessary, however it can also be constructed as an actual sword or dagger, even as other kinds of weapons like axes or the like, however blades are the most common. Akera keeps his strapped across the back of his waist, most of its use being seen in small areas or against beings his guns are less than effective against, and is decently skilled at fighting with it even at short distances. The blade of the weapon is six inches long and is able to cut most normal objects without trouble.
Other Characters: N/A
Roleplay Sample:
Involves a completely unrelated character from a different site. Enjoy.
Hatsuharu became bored rather quickly after Shade swallowed the pill, his face losing its nearly-trademarked smirk as seconds, then minutes passed by without anything exciting happening, and the Lieutenant began looking around and watching the small crowd as they watched his older brother sit and meditate. A sigh escaped his lips, the man walking off and sitting down next to the wall, and he watched the crowd from the outside edge rather than next to his Captain's side, his words from earlier concerning the audience seeming much more false as he showed less and less interest in the event before him.
His mind wandered within seconds of sitting down, finding it more entertaining to watch the crowd and see if he could figure out what they were saying, and he noticed a familiar hair color near the entrance to the courtyard out of the corner of his eye, a shocking blue that only one person seemed to have.
"Ketsueki Nami, was it.....? Well now, this is interesting indeed....very, very interesting. What could she want...?" he muttered to himself, one hand going up to his eye-patch and tugging the corner of it some, and he thought about going over and talking with her in order to relieve his ever-building boredom, giving the idea much more thought than was needed. "Maybe this is my lucky day after all.... I can watch my older brother fail at everything he ever truly wanted to achieve, as well as learn some more about the near-stereotypical Dragon Lady over there."
With that, Hatsuharu stood up and walked over to where Nami was standing, staying out of her line of sight as she was seemingly focused on only Shade, and would remain silent until he was within a few feet of her.
"Enjoying the show, Hime?" he said sarcastically once he stopped moving, crossing his arms over his chest with his zanpaktou's hilt leaning just past his left shoulder, and his mischievous and untrustworthy grin returned as his pupil dilated into a slit.
General Info
Name: Tenrousei Akera
Gender: Male
Age: 28
NWO Rank: Combat Operative
Physical Description: Akera is rather non-intimidating when one first sees him, his Japanese and English heritage giving him a small, thin body with an average height, and his smooth complexion only adds to the misconception that he's nearly harmless. His eyes are a forest green color and constantly have a mischievous and distrustful glint in them, seeming to instantly notice even the slightest movement made towards or around him, and they help give him a deceitful look whenever he smiles, as his smiles are normally thin and wry. Akera's face matches the rest of his body, thin but not overly unhealthy, with his eyes normally being shaded by his hair.
The man's hair is a dark green color, having a medium-length and being soft to the touch, and the manner in which it is styles changes every now and then, mostly being slightly unkempt with a lock of hair dropping between his eyes. Most of the time his hair curves towards the right side of his head, the lock of hair between his eyes doing so constantly, and when he isn't wearing a hat, his hair slightly spikes up some on top of his head.
Akera wears black jeans constantly, almost never wearing blue jeans, and long-sleeved shirts are worn over his torso just as often, with t-shirts worn on the hottest days. All of his shirts have the same design, being loose-fitting and made of a solid color with stripes of a second color going across it, and the majority of them are shades of green, or black, white or gray stripes. Over his hands are worn black, fingerless gloves that go up his wrists a couple of inches before stopping, made of a resilient, synthetic material that is hard to rip or tear, and stops wearing them only when sleeping or when going to a formal event, the latter happening every now and then at his day job. His feet are covered by black or white tennis shoes almost constantly, a respectively red or blue flame design on the side of the soles, that are reinforced with the same material as his gloves and thus are much more resilient than normal shoes.
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Personality: A self-proclaimed slacker that enjoys B-grade movies and rock music, Akera doesn't seem like the type to be a member of a highly-trained and dangerous group of people intent on waging war against the entire spiritual world, and for the most part he fills that seemingly obvious observation without fail. He rarely goes out of his way to do anything, even at his job as a store clerk, and seems to be a complete weakling because of his thin frame and non-confrontive nature. The man rarely acts serious about anything, even when in a fight, and constantly gives off the feeling that everything is simply too bothersome to put any effort into finishing or doing.
Akera normally speaks to others in a tired manner while keeping a calm state of mind, acting politely towards people until they annoy him to a certain point, and rarely insults others without reason. Occasionally he will poke fun at others, but also knows that there is a certain point where you leave someone alone. However; despite his kind and friendly nature, it recently became difficult for Akera to see people as having any real importance, a side-effect of his family dying and the 'collateral damage' that he's seen on his missions, and has little problems with normal people dying if they get caught up in a hollow attack, though he does try to keep them from getting involved.
As one of the youngest and least experienced members of the NWO, Akera treats most of the other members as his senior and tends to listen to them, regardless of the subject. The ones that he doesn't see as a 'senior' to him are mostly grunts, the over-confident adrenaline junkies that believe they're the best at what they do, and tends to ignore them in any normal situation. The only exception is during combat against hollows or shinigami, as they are still more experienced than he is when it comes to battle, and during those times he swallows his pride and listens to any suggestions the Grunts have.
Akera has a rather intense hatred for Hollows, taking a particularly inhumane amount of satisfaction whenever he ends up killing them, and blames the entire species for the death of his twin brother. This blame extends to Shinigami as well, believing that they were going to wait until both of the twins were killed before doing anything, and has little to no care towards whether or not a Shinigami ends up dying because of his actions. Rather, he will attack them if they appear while he's fighting a Hollow, aiming to kill them before they can activate any of their Zanpaktou's abilities.
The man's hobbies are rather odd considering his age, as well as how he acts sometime; Akera is an avid fan of playing video games and reading manga, and seems to be a die-hard fan of the Kamen Rider shows, owning most if not all of the different series' in some form or another. His love for the show extends to his choice of names for his abilities, a few of them even named after moves used by the heroes in the show itself, but it doesn't extend far enough that he imitates the heroes during combat, having the common sense to know that would get him killed.
History: Born as an identical twin, Akera and his brother were both normal children for nearly their entire lives. In fact, the most exciting things they were saw were on the televised Kamen Rider shows, Akera being a gigantic fan of the series while his brother preferred books and the like. This continued throughout most of their lives, with Akera being far more outgoing and having little motivation towards school, while his brother was incredibly studious and finished everything almost immediately after it was assigned, and by the time the two were Freshmen in Highschool, his brother was one of the most intelligent students in the city.
Sadly, this would not last for much longer, and less than halfway through their second year in Highschool, Akera and his brother were both involved in something labeled as a freak accident. Akera's brother was maimed beyond recognition, while Akera himself was nearly killed by blood loss, his right arm badly damaged with a couple of his organs in critical condition. The teen was rushed to the hospital along with the corpse of his twin brother, entering surgery almost instantly after arriving, and for several hours straight the surgeons and doctors tried their best to save his life. However, considering the condition his body was in, having Akera wait on the transplant list would be the same as killing him, and the surgeon had to make a call; hope the child would live long enough on life support for two organs to be compatible, or use the organs from his deceased brother.
The call was made, and the deceased sibling's organs were used, not having the normal risk of rejection due to having identical DNA to Akera due to coming from a twin. The process to fix his arm would take much longer, though, and after waking a few days later, Akera began wearing a cast on his entire arm for nearly three years, the cast having to be removed and his arm checked before putting on another cast in a new position. During this time, Akera was all but lifeless, almost appearing to be a walking corpse at times, and seemed to be in an eternal depression. This continued even after the cast was finally removed, Akera being near the end of his fifth consecutive year in his school due to failing the previous two years, but slowly he began to improve.
The reason for his psyche improving was partially credited to a week of watching nothing but Kamen Rider and beginning to feel better from that, but the main reason was that he had discovered something new; he could see things other people couldn't, beings that were not supposed to exist in the living realm. The ghosts he met were mostly friendly, the man chatting with them whenever he felt worse than normal and cheering up with their help, and within a year he was almost back to his old self, easily believing that his brother was in soul society and thus better off than on earth.
By the time he was back to normal, Akera had begun seeing actual people running around in black suits with swords on their hips, putting two and two together and assuming them to be spirits after nobody else seemed to notice them in any way, and began wondering just what it was they were doing. He found his answer the very next day, running into a large, hulking beast with a stark white face, but before anything happened, one of the black-garbed beings lept over Akera and cut the beast's face cleanly in half, landing lightly and sheathing his weapon before standing up.
Akera stood perfectly still as all of this occurred, his eyes blank and unfocused, and for a few moments he relived the death of his brother, seeing a masked being hurling his brother's body through the air before grabbing Akera's arm and breaking it with its grip. The beast's arm exploded a few inches below the hand, however, and holes began to appear in its body as loud gunshots rang out without stopping. Before long, the beast was destroyed, and a what looked like a suit of armor had approached Akera before the young teen passed out. After the memory ended, the now-disorientated man's eyes focused on the black-cloaked figure as it began to leave, and he quickly called out and asked what the man was supposed to be.
The answer came just before the black figure vanished, a 'death god,' and for a few seconds Akera was motionless as he tried to figure out what the being had meant. Then it hit him; the masked beings were evil, it seemed, and the 'Shinigami' were the ones that hunted them in order to protect the normal humans. That had to be it, right? No other explanation fit at the moment.
The man then began his walk home, expecting that event to have been the highlight of his day and believing that the rest of the day would be nothing special, but he had only walked three blocks before he was proven dead wrong. A second beast showed up, one that was taller than a nearby light pole, and simply stared at him for a few seconds, the pitch black holes in its mask locked onto Akera's face. Before he could react, the beast had seized him in its large hands, holding him in the air without any difficulty, and the creature began moving Akera towards its mouth and preparing to swallow him alive.
The man was frozen in fear, eyes wide and unable to make a sound, and a single tear rolled down the side of his right cheek as it became very clear that he was about to die, only three years after having survived a similar attack. At that very thought, however, an image passed through his mind; his brother's body being tossed aside like a rag-doll, its soulless eyes gazing into Akera's as the hollow had begun trying to kill him as well. This one image filled Akera's mind with an unsurpassed will to live, no matter what happened, and he raised both hands above his head and began to slam them down on the beast's giant hand repeatedly.
Several hits later, Akera about to be eaten by the creature, something finally happened: When his hands hit the creature, rather than bouncing off like the last few tries, the being actually felt pain, and its hand opened enough for Akera to pull himself out. He didn't bother questioning it, or even stop to think about what he was about to do, and the man grabbed the back of a small car that was parked nearby, roaring loudly as he spun around and released his grip. Against all possible odds, as Akera himself had barely average strength, he had actually thrown the car at the beast, and it slammed into the hollow's head and knocked it back several paces, causing the beast to cry out loudly in pain.
The creature was now obviously mad, regaining its balance and charging at Akera with both arms out-stretched, but the teenager dodged the massive hands and grabbed the bottom jaw of the monster as he moved past it, pulling down with both hands with all of the strength he could muster. A sickening duet of cracking and ripping sounds filled the air, the beast's mask breaking along the edges of the 'mouth' as the skin and bones underneath were stretched to the point that they fractured and ripped, and pitch black blood spilled across the ground as Akera landed on the ground and darted out from under the beast, turning and facing it in time to see the monster fade away while the blood remained.
Akera's racing heart slowly calmed down, the adrenaline rush that had kept him from panicking fading away and yielding to an unstoppable urge to vomit, and the teenager leaned against a nearby fence and emptied his stomach before breathing heavily and nearly hyperventilating, his eyes wide and terrified while sweat dripped down to the ground. He hurried back home as soon as he could walk, trying his best to remain calm and not slip into a full-blown panic attack, and after reaching the building he locked himself in his room, sitting against the wall and trying to make sense of whatever the hell had just happened. Before reaching a conclusion, however, the boy fell asleep as the adrenaline rush fully ended and his system crashed with fatigue, and Akera ended up sleeping for most of the next day, only being woken up by a sharp rapping noise from his door.
After opening it, he was met by the sight of his parents standing in front of a man wearing a simple black suit, introducing himself as a detective that needed to speak to Akera alone, and after his parents left, the man got straight to business. He revealed he was not, in fact, a detective, but an officer of an organization dedicated to destroying the masked beings that Akera had encountered the day before, and that they wanted Akera to join them to help them destroy the 'Hollows.' The man explained just what Akera had done the other day, from throwing the car without any trouble to nearly ripping the lower half of a Hollow's face off, and that it was all due to Akera possessing a 'spiritual power' of some kind, though its exact nature was unclear. By joining the NWO, as the organization was called, they would also help Akera control his powers and help him use them for the 'greater good.'
If the recruiter was surprised by Akera's answer, he gave no sign of it, and simply left a card with a number for Akera to call if he changed his mind, the recruiter leaving the house immediately after. A couple of years passed after Akera refused the invitation to join the NWO, graduating from Highschool in the meantime and managing to obtain a part-time job in a small time electronics store, and after learning how to 'turn on' and 'turn off' his power, which he assumed to be enhanced strength at this point, he stopped meeting any more Hollows or Shinigami. As his job was becoming busier at a steady pace, he spent less time chatting with the Pluses that haunted the area around his house, and became situated further and further away from the spiritual world.
This entire outlook changed one day, though. Akera's parents were going to meet him at his job and the three were going to go to a nice dinner, celebrating the promotion that he had just gotten from a part-time helper to a full-on employee and store clerk, and everything seemed like it was going to end well for him on that day, Akera starting to think he was going to be able to live his life without any more interferences from the Spiritual world. Not even a clairvoyant could have predicted how wrong he was, though; his parents' care suddenly began to spin and swerve across the road as they came down the street towards Akera's workplace, slamming into other cars and causing a large wreck, and the first thing Akera saw as he raced over to the wreckage was a black-cloaked being leaping over the cars and running down a side-road at full speed, as if fleeing the scene of a crime.
Akera was grabbed by several bystanders as he came closer to the wreckage, the people pulling him away as a small spark appeared from one of the cars, and a large explosion sent pieces of shrapnel flying in all directions, a piece of steel embedding itself in Akera's right arm, as any of the survivors were roasted alive by the flames. Akera himself had been knocked out from the force of the explosion, the shrapnel in his arm not helping any, and when he woke up he was in a hospital with bandages wrapped around the top half of his right arm. He had to be sedated once he realized what had happened to his parents, freaking out at the fact that he was now completely alone in the world, and several days later he was released from the hospital to return home.
Once again, Akera seemed to be a member of the living dead, and once again there seemed to be nothing that could possibly pull him out of the ever-increasing depression he was sinking into, but after several weeks of doing nothing but simply 'existing,' he had a small breakdown. His house was trashed completely, everything that had no sentimental value being dashed against the walls or torn to shreds, but then he found something that he had completely forgotten about until then. A card had fallen to the ground, face-up, and three letters were written in a shiny black ink, catching the light and seeming to glow once Akera saw them.
The NWO...of course! They were against those masked beasts, the Hollows, but they had mentioned nothing of the Shinigami, meaning that there was a chance that the 'Death Gods' were also their enemies as well! Akera instantly grabbed his phone and dialed the number on the card he had been given those two short years ago, ecstatic at the thought that he would be able to kill the creatures that had robbed him of his entire family, and once someone picked up the number, he asked for the recruiter to come pick him up.
Without even questioning their motives, the recruiter explaining it simply as 'destruction of the spiritual world,' Akera joined the NWO and received intense combat training and went on missions for the next three years. The first several missions were less than desirable in terms of perfection, the man having a moment of doubt once he found out what the Pluses were used for, but by the end of the first year, he had ceased to see any spiritual being as an ally or friend. He began honing his spiritual ability to the level that it is at today, eventually being promoted to the Special Operations division after his spiritual power reached its current state and allowed him to outperform several of the Combat Operatives in one field at a time, and became as skilled a soldier outside of his suit as any of the mercenaries were. Even after becoming a combat operative, though, he was at the 'bottom of the barrel' amongst them, and had to claw his way to his current(but still barely respected) standing. He was only assigned a functioning Mark II suit after another year of being a Combat Operative, and even then it was only allowed to be modified after several months of proving he could use it correctly and efficiently.
Over the years Akera's mad fervor about revenge was calmed and he became a laid back individual again, though by no means did he begin slacking off on the job, and he began holding a day job at another store, albeit a much larger and nicer one than the first store he had worked in, in addition to it being in Tokyo city. Within a few months he was making a steady paycheck, in addition to his payment from the NWO, and had a new house bought in Tokyo in order to be closer to where most of the recent incidents had been occurring at, though despite that being his home, he was liable to be sent anywhere on a mission.
Additional Info: Eyesight is naturally stronger-than-average, both eyes having 4.0 vision in them, and as such bright lights are more effective on him than on others.
Special Ability
Kamen Kesshi (Masked Hero)
Power Level: Level 1 average without armor on. Level 1 Strong with armor on.
Physical Transformation: N/A
Abilities: The ability to increase any given trait about himself, however only one thing can be 'doubled' at any given time. This does not affect things such as intelligence nor spiritual power, only physical traits, and the increased trait must return to normal before any other trait can be doubled. The ability is not perfect, though, and some of the Increased abilities decrease one or more of Akera's other abilities while its activated. The maximum amount of time he can double a trait depends on the capability being doubled, with the longest time being nearly a week of doubled strength and the shortest being less than two hours of doubled speed. After he returns a trait to normal, he has to wait around five seconds before he can 'double' a new ability, and each enhancement to his abilities takes around five percent of his total reiatsu while any reduction(returning it to normal) doesn't affect his energy reserves.
Combat-related abilities:
'Iron Mask' - A move used by Akera mostly when he is either outside of his suit and forced into a close-range fight, or when he is inside of the suit and is falling or moving at a high speed. The density of Akera's skin and bones are both increased to where they act similar to an Arrancar's hierro, making it an effective shield against conventional human weapons, but in return for the increased defensive properties granted by the doubled trait, his acceleration is greatly decreased. However, as his weight increases along with the density, his body can be used as an effective battering ram once enough speed is gained, allowing him to even place a dent in a metal wall without feeling any adverse affects. When wearing his armor, his movement acceleration is increased some due to the suit, and he can literally tear through weaker Hollows when running at maximum speed, though stopping is incredibly difficult due to the momentum he gains.
'Rider Jet-Stream!' - Highly increased movement speed with much less directional control and little to no ability to turn, Akera can move at twice his maximum speed for several minutes straight without becoming tired down at the cost of being almost completely unable to turn quickly without coming to a complete stop first. His body is still as 'fragile' as a normal person, other than the resistance to the pressure placed on his body from the speeds, and the man can be severely injured or even killed if he runs into any solid, unmoving object while at full speed. He makes up for this weakness sometimes by being a skilled Parkour runner, allowing him to avoid most hazards if he sees them in time, and most other times by wearing his armor when enhancing his movement speed. A second way to use the enhanced speed is when standing still, his reaction time being slightly increased along with his speed to let him keep up with his own movements, and lets him match people normally much, much faster than him for short periods of time; however, doing this for too long can tire him out extremely fast, even when wearing his armor.
'Rider Punch/Kick!!!' - The enhanced trait that allows the man to use more than triple his full strength for an undefined amount of time; however, despite the usefulness it implies, the increased strength is rarely doubled for combat situations, and sees most of its use with Akera moving heavy objects around. Akera will engage his enemies in close-quarters combat if he runs out of ammo or if the guns are proven to be useless against the enemy, and will use melee simply if there are people around who are able to watch the fight(spiritually aware humans), just for the fact that he would be able to mimic a Kamen Rider hero during the fight. As more often than not places weight and pressure on his body that he would normally break under, Akera's armor was modified from enhancing his strength when worn to where it's main function during these times is to divert a majority of the weight and pressure away from his bones, keeping him from injuring himself on accident.
'Falcon Scope' - Akera doubles his eyesight, allowing him to see farther, notice things easier, and track objects moving at high speeds. This is useful when fighting from long-range, however it has a rather damaging side-effect. When left 'on' for too long, the visual data can build up too rapidly for his mind to keep up, causing his eyes to black out for a few seconds until it can sift through the accumulated information. Once that is done, his eyesight returns to him, and he can resume whatever he was doing at the time. Closing his eyes when he doesn't need to use them can stop the information overload from happening, however, but the most effective way to avoid the overload is to just return the trait to normal until it's needed again. When this ability is used Akera's pupils dilate into small dots in the center of each iris, while the iris' themselves change into a bright blue color, almost appearing pure white.
Spirit Power Suit
Type: Mk 2 Combat Suit
Description: An all black suit with less armor than the normal Mk2 Aquila, Akera's SCS is designed towards being usable in all combat situations that he may end up in, allowing his Doubling ability to be used to its fullest potential. The armor is midway between an unmodified Mk1 and an unmodified Mk2 model, able to stop any normal bullets at any vital spot on the suit while anti-tank rounds can be stopped once by the chest-piece, and the suit is resilient enough overall that it can withstand most types of explosions occurring near Akera's position, though anything stronger than C4 can still injure him from the concussive force. The technical capabilities of the suit are standard of the Mk II, with slight changes to suit Akera's personal abilities, and is no better or worse than the Aquila model in terms of performance.
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Equipment:
Spirit Scanner: A device which lets the user see spirits even if they have null spirit power, however the more powerful variants also allow the scanning of targets in order to measure their spirit power and other attributes, such as finding weaker spots in someones natural defense (Arrancar Hierro/defensive zanpakutou releases). Akera's Spirit Scanner is built into his helmet, an upgraded version that can scan one of his targets and locate their 'weak points' for his convenience, and after doing so the points are highlighted in neon red until a new target is scanned. The scanner can only show the weak points on one target at a time, however, but can scan a new target at any point in time. Akera doesn't carry a portable version whenever he is off-duty, however, as he can see spirits without the suit.
Spirit Levitation System: Akera's SLS is different from most in that it has barely any real 'flight' capabilities. Instead, it was modified to grant him an incredibly large amount of 'jumping' power, letting him simulate flight simply by leaping as hard as he can in the desired direction, while the levitation capabilities allow him to survive the inevitable fall after jumping.
Com-Unit: A simple communication device usually mounted in the helmet of a SCS, which allows the user to communicate with his squad, or other source. Akera's version of the Com-Unit is built into his helmet, and is activated either by voice-command or by pressing a specific spot on the side of the helmet. The reason for this is that his com-link's default setting is to block all out-going transmissions, meaning he can hear others but they can't hear him, and only changes it in a situation where being able to communicate instantaneously is a priority. A second one is carried around during his day job, one that is nearly impossible to see due to its small size and that its worn in his ear, and is worn so that he can be contacted easily by the NWO when necessary.
Spirit Radar: A radar usually incorporated inside the helmet of a SCS, however portable variations are accessible. The spirit radar uses a system that connects it to the NWO's massive radar system, making it extremely potent for finding larger sources of reiatsu in the surrounding area, the more advanced variations can be used to track a single signature until it leaves Tokyo, however the NWO is working on a system to expand it to the whole of Japan. The radar is integrated into his helmet, creating a small radar in the bottom left corner of his display, which shows the sources of the spiritual energy as a bright red dot, regardless of it being Shinigami, Hollow, or Arrancar.
Spirit Stealth Field: A form of reiatsu shield that covers the wearer of a SCS, or SSS incorporating it, rendering them invisible to those who are unable to see spirits. A very new device that is planned to be used during middle of the day jobs. Work has begun on creating a more powerful stealth device that can cloak the wearer even too other spiritually aware, however Akera is not in possession of one nor on the list to 'test' any prototypes in live-fire situations.
Weaponry
Modified Conventional Firearms
Modified USP 45: Akera's favored gun both in and outside of his armored suit, the man has two USP's on him at all times when inside of his suit, and is capable of wielding both against his opponent's without much difficulty. His aim is top-notch even without doubling his eyesight, due to it being above-average normally, and is even more-so when using only one gun at a time. The weapons use bullets made out of Akera's reiatsu, and to gain the maximum usability he normally keeps his Power turned off unless he absolutely needs it, as creating the bullets while having one of his traits doubled can drain him of energy extremely quickly. He can create the bullets while in the suit due to a part of the guns and his suit where a link is formed, a metal 'spike' attaching from the right side of his wrist into the back of the gun, entering a port just below the hammer and completing the connection.
Modified Einfield Machine gun: A modified Einfield machine gun with the only differences being that the rounds it fires are interchangeable between specialized bullets and reiatsu-created rounds, depending on whatever there is a magazine in the weapon or not. The former is the most commonly used mode, while the latter is for precise single shots over relatively short distances, as the increased speed counter-acts the decreased range.
Modified Raging Bull Model 500: A weapon that, after being modified, has a recoil powerful enough to break a normal human's arm when firing a modified bullet, though when using normal rounds it is only as powerful as a normal Magnum's recoil, and is only usable in combat-situations when Akera is wearing his Mark II Spirit Combat Suit and wielding it with both hands. The weapon is capable of blowing a hole straight through weaker spiritual beings, and can cause visible damage to even powerful Arrancar, able to break through their Hierro if the same spot is hit more than once within a few minutes. However, due to its potential to injure the user and any around him, the number of bullets per-mission is limited to ten, and they have to be manually loaded into the five-round gun before it can be fired.
Other
Spirit Blade: A sword or dagger of spiritually enhanced steel, that when activated glows with reiatsu as it courses over the blades edges, strengthening it to nearly zanpakutou level. However the flat sides are very vulnerable compared to the edges of the blade. Is usually hidden in a power armor for when close-combat is necessary, however it can also be constructed as an actual sword or dagger, even as other kinds of weapons like axes or the like, however blades are the most common. Akera keeps his strapped across the back of his waist, most of its use being seen in small areas or against beings his guns are less than effective against, and is decently skilled at fighting with it even at short distances. The blade of the weapon is six inches long and is able to cut most normal objects without trouble.
Additional
Other Characters: N/A
Roleplay Sample:
Involves a completely unrelated character from a different site. Enjoy.
Hatsuharu became bored rather quickly after Shade swallowed the pill, his face losing its nearly-trademarked smirk as seconds, then minutes passed by without anything exciting happening, and the Lieutenant began looking around and watching the small crowd as they watched his older brother sit and meditate. A sigh escaped his lips, the man walking off and sitting down next to the wall, and he watched the crowd from the outside edge rather than next to his Captain's side, his words from earlier concerning the audience seeming much more false as he showed less and less interest in the event before him.
His mind wandered within seconds of sitting down, finding it more entertaining to watch the crowd and see if he could figure out what they were saying, and he noticed a familiar hair color near the entrance to the courtyard out of the corner of his eye, a shocking blue that only one person seemed to have.
"Ketsueki Nami, was it.....? Well now, this is interesting indeed....very, very interesting. What could she want...?" he muttered to himself, one hand going up to his eye-patch and tugging the corner of it some, and he thought about going over and talking with her in order to relieve his ever-building boredom, giving the idea much more thought than was needed. "Maybe this is my lucky day after all.... I can watch my older brother fail at everything he ever truly wanted to achieve, as well as learn some more about the near-stereotypical Dragon Lady over there."
With that, Hatsuharu stood up and walked over to where Nami was standing, staying out of her line of sight as she was seemingly focused on only Shade, and would remain silent until he was within a few feet of her.
"Enjoying the show, Hime?" he said sarcastically once he stopped moving, crossing his arms over his chest with his zanpaktou's hilt leaning just past his left shoulder, and his mischievous and untrustworthy grin returned as his pupil dilated into a slit.
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