Gravitationally Challenged (Open)

[Firechild]

A heavy breathing radiated the thick air in the basement of the large Cathedral that served as the home and headquarters of the Masked Syndicate. An organization of Vizard who have banded together to form a brotherhood of sorts. Supporting each other, living as a family. On of these Vizard, one of the Seven members of the Council stood in the center of the basement. It looked as if he had a lot of trouble standing, as if he was being weighed down by invisible chains that seemed to weigh a ton or two. His shirt and vest had been cast aside, revieling a well toned abdomen and chest, glistening with sweat. His white hair was plastered against his head, a few stray strands draped over one eye. His eyes, were concentrated on the ground beneath him. His legs were spread apart slightly in a horse stance, his fists at his sides as energy radiated out from him. The level of reietsu that filled the room was so intense that any lesser being would have been crushed by it's force. This powerful spirit pressure was only partially Yomosugara's. The majority of it came from an external source, a black orb made of glass that floated high above the ground in the center of the stone room. It intensified the gravity in the Basement a hundred fold, making it extremely hard to even remain in a kneeling position let alone standing up right as Yomo was doing now. "A little more...just a little longer..." The Vizard's voice was strained, as if he had been at this for several hours. "R-release!" He blurted out suddenly, and the powerful Reietsu was lifted. Yomo fell onto his ass and breathed a sigh of relief. "Why is the proving to be so difficult? I can't even stand let alone fight in these conditions...Maybe I should start with something a little easier..."

The Vizard got up from his sitting position and began pacing back and forth under the now dull-looking orb. He pointed upwards at the orb, making it glow briefly, becoming silver before the light faded. "This will hopefully prove to be easier.." Yomo closed his eyes and stood up straight. He was concentrating intensely on something. 'May the thousand beasts of the Dimention that does not exist pour into this world as the defender strikes his pose! Bakudo Number 105: Demonic Release!" A rift opened on the far wall, and from it poured artificial Hollow that were near Menos level. "Let the fun begin..." And with that, the stifling Reietsu that emenated from the orb covered the room. This time Yomo was able to move in it, but it was difficult. An intense training method to be sure...One that Yomo had spent many months developing. Of course another Vizard to train with would be much prefered rather then this slaughter of Artificial Menos.

[Mr. Butterfly]

"*sigh*.....Yomo's at it again...."

Barda Kaazaki, Seventh seat on the council of Vizard, was stroling along the corridor that lead to the basement area, where all the training was done. Barda marveled at the basement: the ingenius design from which it kept all reiatsu inside of it's confines was simply marvelous. However, that didnt' stop the occasional leak as Barda felt Yomo's usual "gravity" treatment. Barda needed some training, and figured that Yomosugara wouldn't mind sparring. Barda reached the door to the basement, and as he opened the door, his blue overjacket rustled over his white undershirt as the reiatsu seemed to radiate from within, then died out. Barda swept a hand through his hair as he walked down the long steps, noticing the figure of Yomo fighting off some psuedo-hollows that he obviously summoned.

"Yo, Yomo!" Barda called out, coming to a standstill on the last step, both hands in his pocket. His yellow hawk eyes gleemed mischiefly as he seemed to await the question and answer he already knew would come.

[Firechild]

The Basement pulsed with the thick Reietsu as the 6th Seat Councilman Yomosugara continued his Slaugter of these black beings that were so like Hollow, and yet...They were too hollow to be Hollow. A grin escaped Yomo's serious visage as the Reietsu signature of none other then the closest friend he had entered his senses: Barda Kaazaki. A swing from his Zanpakuto cleaved three False-Hollow in half without using much effort before Yomo spun around greeting his friend. "Barda! It's good to see you!" Yomo said with a chuckle, as he beheaded another Hollow that attempted to sneak up on him. "What brings you to this neck of the woods?" The Vizard asked with only a hint of curiosity. Knowing Barda, he's come for the exact reason I have... Yomo thought with a grin.

[Mr. Butterfly]

Barda walked forward into the training area Yomo has designated for his Hollow's to be in. He didn't bother drawing his zanpauku-to; as a lone Hollow charged him, Barda punched out, cracking his mask before holding out a sole finger in front of it. "Kido #1:Thrust." The Hollow was suddenly blown back at a high speed by a burst of concentrated reiatsu,right into another Hollow, destroying both of their masks upon impact, killing them both. Barda kept walking until he was about 7 feet away from Yomo, putting his hand on his zanpauku-to hilt, his other hand over the top of his face, bringing it down in a horizontal motion, causing a rectangular Hollow mask to appear.

[glow=red,2,300]"C'mon, Yomo....let's have some fun."[/glow]

[Firechild]

The look on Yomo's face when he heard what Barda wanted was that of pure joy. He scratched his head with his free had, and brought his hand down his face in a vertical motion causing the Vizard's own mask to materialize. [shadow=red,left,300]"I thought you'd never ask..."[/shadow] Was the only response that Barda got before the rift behind them closed and Yomo had flash stepped right in front of Barda bringing his blade up in a deadly vertical slash aimed to slice the other Vizard right in half. After he had finished with this, he placed his hand on Barda's chest and grinned under his mask. [shadow=red,left,300]"Blue Fire Crash Down..."[/shadow] Yomo said with a grin.

[Mr. Butterfly]

Barda brought up his sword in one hand, blocking Yomo's slash with a clang. As he managed to keep it from reaching him, Yomo held out his free hand towards him, about to launch a kido. Barda saw a way to counter, and went for it. Shoving at Yomo's blade to free his own, Then, as he backpedalled away about 7 feet, held out his own hand, aimed directly at Yomo's hand.

[glow=red,2,300]"Thunder Roar Cannon...."[/glow] Barda said, the energy building up in his hand, ready to fire when Yomo did.

[Firechild]

The two Kido colided with an explosion of Reietsu that filled the majority of the Basement, consuming the two with it. [shadow=red,left,300]"I think...[/shadow] Yomo said grinning through the smoke trying to discern Barda's features. He stood straight , his Zanpakuto at his side. [shadow=red,left,300]"It's time to step it up a notch..."[/shadow] The Vizard raised Shitsunehana, grinning maniacally through his mask. [shadow=red,left,300]"Turn everything to night, Shitsunehana!"[/shadow] A blast of Reietsu coursed around the Councilman as the blade clutched in his hand twisted and split in two. When the smoke cleared, the Vizard stood with the twin blades clutched in his fists, braced against his forearms.

[shadow=red,left,300]"Come...show me what you're truly made of!"[/shadow]Yomo shouted with a bloodlust that was inhuman. He Shunpo'd, twisting through the air as the Flash Step consumed him. The next thing he saw was the back of Barda's head as he spun around in a whirlwind kick aimed at the other Vizard's neck as he prepared to then slice down Barda's back vertically with his left blade.

[Mr. Butterfly]

Barda tensed up as he heard Yomo release his zanpauku-to's power, then flashstep to behind him. Barda reacted through the smoke with unhuman speed, adrenaline pumping, as he brought up his zanpauku-to, blocking the kick Yomo sent with the blunt edge of his sword. However, he barely saw the sword blade strike down, and pulled his body back slightly as a long shallow slash was etched into his body, starting from his right shoulder. He flipped in midair, scowling slightly, but unable to smile on the inside.

[glow=red,2,300]"Heh....fine, let's step it up a notch....in fact, let's set it to full throttle!"[/glow] Barda called out. He held his zanpauku-to in front of him, feeling his reiatsu build up as he put both hands on his blade, his own reiatsu visible, a dim purple color. He then burst it out, covering his whole side of their battle field. He grinned under his mask.

[glow=red,2,300]"Ban...Kai! Ro-yaru Garsau Chishio Niiro Tooboe Akatsuki!"[/glow]

A flash of light was soon followed by an explosion of smoke his reiatsu had kicked up, but it soon dissapated to reveil Barda's bankai. Large, black crow wings had grown from his back, and they flapped once to gust away more smoke. His zanpauku-to had changed, becoming a long blade with grooves etched in. Suddenly, reiatsu seemed to flow down the blade like a river, causing it to glow as Barda stood straight up, staring at Yomo.

[glow=red,2,300]"Are you ready for this? No holding back...."[/glow]

[Firechild]

Yomosugara simply blinked when his friend went all out. [shadow=red,left,300]"If that's the way you want to play...I'm only too happy to oblige!" [/shadow]The vizard said cackling maniacally. [shadow=red,left,300]"You will see my power...In fact, you'll be able to experience it first hand." [/shadow]Yomo spread his legs and crossed his arms so his blades crossed one another. The air around him grew thick with overflowing reietsu as his spirit levels raised dramatically. Visible Reietsu poured out of him, midnight black in color with no aura of anything good. All that was there was the cold malevolance of the Hollow that resided within Yomo's mind. [shadow=red,left,300]"Ban...kai!" [/shadow]Yomo shouted and the black Reietsu consumed him completely, wrapping him into a black cacoon.

Moments later the midnight casing shattered into hundreds of pieces, which lay floating in the air for a brief second before all conforming in one spot. Finally after a mere second a huge scythe lay under Yomo's feet. The handle of which was clutched in his hand. The vizard grinned, he was crouched on the blade of the scythe, which was larger then he was. [shadow=red,left,300]"Shitsunehana Saishuu Yoru..." [/shadow]The Vizard's bankai was truly a site to behold, and to add to it's intimidation his clothes had changed as well. Becoming a garb like an old priest might wear. However instead of being white, it was dark, dark blue. Giving off an aura of malevolance and bloodthirst rather then peace and tranquility.[shadow=red,left,300] "Hold back? I think not..." [/shadow]Yomo said lifting his mask slightly so Barda could see the wicked grin and black eyes underneath. The Vizard leaped into the air and swung his scythe around in a vertical arc, litterally tearing open the very air. A whirling vortex of energy consumed Yomosugara before he vanished completely into the Realm of Oblivion.

The Vizard was there only briefly, staring out at the plains and hills of dark energy. He grinned as he ripped another hole into the air, and reappeared behind Barda. [shadow=red,left,300]"Try this on for size...Fukurou Tsume!"[/shadow] A black claw of malevolant energy erupted from Yomo's fist as he thrust it forward aimed at the small of the Vizard's back.

[Mr. Butterfly]

Under his mask, Barda grinned. Seeing Yomo decide to go all out pleased him - and his inner hollow, Kyoumen - greatly. The sheer reiatsu that blasted out matching his own, before seeing his friend engulfed in a black coccoon before shattering it, revieling his metamorphisis of a scythe and new clothes. Barda felt a slight awe- it was impressive.However, he need not be afraid - he could match this.

As Yomo vanished through his rift, Barda could only wonder where he had gone, as he tightened up his own guard, bringing his sword in closer as he flapped his wings,causing his to rise slightly as he looked around. However, Yomo popped out behind him and attacked, Barda was ready. He whirred around as the dark glob of energy was shot out at him, and he raised his hand, countering.

[glow=red,2,300]"Hado [63] -Thunder Roar Cannon!"[/glow]

An intense blast of kidou energy shot out, meeting Yomo's blast right in front of Barda, masking him in the ensueing smoke residue.Barda laughed, as he brought his sword above his head with one hand, the other held out at Yomo, all of this hidden in the smoke.

[glow=red,2,300]"Zekkyou Umou! Hado [63] -Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down!"[/glow]

The combined assualt of his attacks meshed together as it rocketed out of the smoke, both intense blasts spiralling together as if in some wicked dance, blasting away all of the smoke as they rocketed towards Yomo, leaving Barda, gasping slightly from theenergy it took to do so, standing there, a small crack running along the side of his mask.

[Firechild]

Yomo's eyes widened as he saw the massive blast of energy sail towards him through the thick smoke.[shadow=red,left,300] "Shit-" [/shadow]was all he could say before the blat reached him. Yomo was just barely able to bring his scythe up to block the majority of the blast, but the force of the attack sent him flying back, making him crash into the wall. He fell to the ground kneeling on one knee, as a piece of his mask fell off and dissipated into white mist. [shadow=red,left,300]"Damn...I forgot how much power you held Barda..." [/shadow]He laughed weakly as he remembered the last time he saw Barda unleash his Bankai. A long time ago...a good decade anyway. [shadow=red,left,300]"Looks like I might actually have to try..."[/shadow] another claw of energy formed around Yomo's fist as the Vizard fired the Talon-Shaped energy at an overhead pipe. A long trail of darkness connecting it with his fist as it latched onto the pipe. Quicker then you would expect Yomo swung on the blade as fast as anyone could move without using Shunpo. His scythe clutched in the other hand swung the massive blade around with impossible velocity, tearing a stream through the air as the blade began to glow. He sent the wave of Moonlight Energy at Barda as he prepared to impale him soon after with the tip.

Yomo landed on the other side of the room, his mask shattering with the force of the attack. He whipped around and finally, right before the mask was able to complete dissipate fired a sizzling black Centella straight at his sparring partner. "Heh..." Yomo breathed heavily as he realized that he had truly used up a lot of energy. "Anyone who makes me use the last vestiges of my mask is more then worthy for me to call an equal..." The Councilman remarked with a grin.

[Mr. Butterfly]

Barda saw that his attack had knocked his good friend back, even so far as to kncok off a piece of his mask. However, he wasted no time in counter attacking, ripping his energy hand through the air, grabbing it and thus swinging, using that force to move at an accerlatered pace. He then shot off another blast of intense energy. Barda blasted back his own shot of energy from his blade, the Zekkyou Umou colliding in midair, creating a cloud of smoke. If it weren't for Yomo's sheer reiatsu level, Barda wouldn't have known to bring up his blade, barely scraping it against Yomo's, the tip of the scythe actually digging into his mask, taking away the tip right cracked portion to reveil his right eye. Barda watched as he shot bye, landing on the other side, shooting off another attack. Barda went to destroy it with another Zekkyou Umou, when.....

FWU-WA~SH

To Barda's shock, his Bankai dissapated, leaving him holding his Zanpauku-to and three-fourths of a mask.

[glow=red,2,300]"Oh, shi-"[/glow]

A cloud of smoke followed the slight explosion from the Centella, leaving soon to show Barda, his left arm smoking, limp at his side as blood trickled slowly down his arm over his wound on his shoulder. His right hand held his zanpauku-to, shaking slightly. Barda's mask had all but vanished, only the top left part remaining, but cracked everywhere. It then dissapeared in a whisp of white ash.

"Heh....hehehehe...."

Barda laughed as he used his remaining reiatsu to float down to the ground, landing with a thud.

"Haven't had a good spar like that in a decade..."