Rikyu Yasutake

[Jack]

Rikyu Yasutake
Rank 0 Shinigami

Appears to be 25
Zanjutsu Spec.
Hoho Spec.
7th Division
Unseated

Standing atop a hill Rikyu brushed his hand across his unkempt hair, long purple strands shifted, blocking his view as it came to a stop in front of his left eye. Below him stood the Seireitei in the dark night, glowing candles lit up each room and the pathways. This is the place he had come to know as his home, though it wasn’t always this way for today is the anniversary of his death in the human world.

Closing his eyes visions of his past flickered in his mind like a cascade of photos. Though his memory is lacking when it comes to his human life, he does remember a few details. The most vivid and clear memories are his family, his mother, father and younger sister. Though he doesn’t remember much about them; just that he loves them and still cares for them.

Another being a dream, one where he slowly wakes up laying face down in a shop, his vision blurred and hearing gone. “Attention shoppers.” The voice fades only to come back shortly after “of the exits” once again it fades to come back “have been locked”. Rikyu gripped the floor beneath him and tried to lift his own weight. His body weak, he manages to sit up and look around. “Victims” would echo as his head throbbed and his vision blacked out for a few seconds.

Opening his eyes he found himself on the floor again, almost as if the dream were repeating. “with Hydrocyanic Acid through the air-ducts.” Fading for a last time the voice would no longer repeat. Abruptly a hand grasped his, turning towards the only other person he knew to be alive at the time. His eyes widened and fear took over, the hand that took his belonged to his sister. Her eyes weak and breathing heavy, she struggled to speak. “I love you.” Was all she could manage before returning to her ragged breathing.

Opening his eyes up to the Seireitei down below, he wasn’t sure what happened next in his dreams but it was occasionally enough to force him out of sleeping, a nightmare he couldn’t be rid of just by experiencing it once or twice. He did know one thing though, that was the end of his life as a human, he had died somewhere between her telling him she loved him, and him waking up as in the Soul Society.

His time spent in Rukongai was a lonely time, he wasn’t properly introduced to anyone or had many friends for a long time. Night after night his dreams tortured him with his sister’s presence, while during the day he spent days travelling the multiple regions in search of her. For the first few days he had felt a strange sense of emptiness, feeling familiar, and over time it grew to something that physically changed him.

Several days in Rikyu looks a mess, his hair filthy and his clothes torn. He himself looked like he’d jumped in a big hole full of dirt and other crap. It was however the time where his luck would change, his search came to a halt when he semi-collapsed/fell against the front of a building. The feeling he had been enduring for a while now was strong, making him weaker and weaker as time passed on. Finally he couldn’t take it and his body gave up, the hunger had been eating away for far too long without be satisfied even the least.

A man approached Rikyu and looked at him for some time before finally producing some food, cautiously taking it he basically swallowed it before looking up at the stranger. Silver hair shone in the light while blue eyes inspected his clothing first, then the rest of him. “I am Shikaku, how are you feeling?” he would ask patiently, while Rikyu set himself straight. “Better, thank you, I got carried away with my search and this feeling” his hand moved to his chest. “I didn’t think it would do any harm.” He laughed rather embarrassed

Taking to his feet Rikyu’s eyes moved to the katana in Shikaku’s other hand. “You’re a warrior, I don’t see many of them around here.” His observation was almost correct. “Not exactly a warrior, I am a Soul Reaper of the 7th Division, you won’t see many around here, they all live in the Seireitei and rarely come out.” He replied, “You’re spiritually strong, that’s why you collapsed. The feeling you felt is a hunger, normal souls don’t need to eat but those who are strong like you need to. What exactly are you in search of?” His curiosity peaked knowing the kid might have the potential to join the gotei 13. “My sister, she died with me but I have been unable to find her for a long time now.” His eyes showed pain and desperation though it was all masked by a sense of hopelessness. “It’s unlikely you’ll find her, especially in the state you are in now. If you don’t feed regularly the hunger could kill you, even as a soul.” Shifting uncomfortably, he didn’t want to tell Rikyu he wouldn’t see his sister again, it was too cruel but it needed to be done. “You would have a much better chance if you become a Soul Reaper, you would be better equipped and trained to search for her. You should come to the academy and give it a shot.” He looked down at Rikyu, his height only peaking at 5’6”, his smile genuine and kind.

6 years later he had been officially accepted as a Soul Reaper, while being recruited into the 7th division. This is where he stands now, atop the hill. Upon his graduation he had earned something special, something that was unique as he didn’t know another who had them. He had obtained a Dual Zanpakuto, one sat at an off-angle horizontal near his belt on his back, the hilt next to the right of his waist, the other sat diagonally across his back with the hilt at his left shoulder. Not only had he obtained them during his training, his physical appearance and ability had greatly improved. He had gone from a scrawny small child, to a well-built… well… small child, still standing 5’6”. Donning the traditional Shinigami Shihakusho with a slight modification of being sleeve-less, though the shoulders are still hooded in cloth. Rikyu resembles your average Shinigami.

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[Jack]

Dokudokushii Hanako

Dual Zanpakutou

Hanagata, Dokudokushii Hanako!
[Flourish, Poisonous Flower Child!]

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Description

Sealed Form

Shikai State

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In her Sealed form Hanako appears to be like any Zanpakuto, a simple Katana, although she held a beauty that Rikyu had not seen in any other Zanpakuto or normal Katana. The sheath was a gleaming flawless white, smooth and without defects, while up near the hilt she had cloth wrapped around her, similar to the cloth wrapped around the hilt itself. The blade themselves also held a beauty that would make any marvel while holding their gaze to her. Along the whole length of the blade held, rather than a straight line, a waved design up to the very tip which was hardly curved from the hilt. At the end of each hilt resides a ring attached to an intricately designed end, although smooth when you feel it, the metalwork showed odd unique designs resembling small vines and roses entwined. Connected to these rings were 2 silk ribbons reaching for 12 inches, both a dark purple, one for each sword. The cross guards were designed similarly, the general shape being a cross, inside that cross was a metal design unlike any. And like the tip of the hilt, they would feel smooth but looked rugged and complex, while replicating the looks of vines and roses all connected.

In her Shikai form, the dual Zanpakuto change shape into 2 longer swords. Unlike their original sealed form Hanako’s blades change into much thicker blades, twice the width of the original if not more. The hilt of both blades are wrapped in a combination dark-green and dark-purple material, and near the base of the hilt extends a piece of silk which, when Rikyu picks up the weapon, wraps around his forearm. The cross guard is a rather large one compared to the katana and this is because it’s the source of the ability when it is used, see the ability for more info. Near the base of the blade and midway are 2 small handles used to support the blade when used for blocking or to choke up on the blade for a more powerful swing, where near the tip are 6 razor sharp large thorns, similar to that on a vine, used to puncture and slice anyone caught on that side of the blade. Along the cutting edge are 2 part-sphere indents, one a one-third of the way along and the other six-eighths up from the hilt. There are used to disrupt blocked strikes to knock the opponent off balance, because of the sudden shift, and to inflict further damage as the blade cuts along, then with the absence of steel moves in until the curve is met where the blade can dig in further.

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Manifestation

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Hanako, in her manifestation form, appears to be any other soul reaper. She wears the clothes they were, currently owns a dual Zanpakuto like Rikyu and claims she was trained like one too. Although Rikyu has no idea if what she claims is true, he can only assume so as she is dressed like one and wields a Soul Reapers weapon. She stands a good 7” taller then he, with a beautiful curvaceous figure, it’s a wonder he’s able to train with her without getting distracted, though of course he does and is often punished because of it. Shoulder length blue hair swings freely with each step, contrasting amazingly with her clear blue eyes and lovely smile. Although her appearance would set most into believing her as harmless, the dual Zanpakuto kept at her waist are a constant reminder of how powerful she is, giving off an aura of strength, giving her an overall impressive mix of strength and beauty.

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Inner World

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Hanako sits silently in the middle of a small field; the field itself is oval in shape spanning roughly 250 meters long and 175 meters wide, breaking off at that point. The field she sits on is floating at least 400 meters above the rough ocean below, however floating the island appears to be anchored, not moving and just standing still at one point, the ocean around her ever changing. Though if one were to look down it would appear as if it were as the constant flowing water gave the impression of movement. In this world there is no day, only a constant night time with a large moon spying from somewhere in the sky, appearing elsewhere at different times. The field she sits amongst is mostly made with grass while small pockets of stone break through and on one end stands a large tree at least 20 meters high up, the branches breaking off and sprouting leaves 7 meters up into a wide spanning umbrella shrouding the land below is a patterned shadow while the moons light shines through the leaves. Beneath the grassy mounds she sits on, lay a mix of stone and dirt forming a mountain peak towards the bottom, while roots slither through the mix to hold it all together. While above the grassy mounds larger pockets of flowers or lush bushes live, giving the overall world a wonderful and natural beauty unmatched by any man made structure.

Abilities

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Dokudokushii Hanako

[Shikai Ability – Rank 5]

To be obtained.

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[Jack]

Kido

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Hado

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[/b] (Way of Destruction No.1: Firefly)
Type: Art of Destruction
Description: Forming a circle in between one’s hands, several dozens of fireflies fly out. Swarming towards the desired target, once the user of the spell gives the command – claping their hands together – all fireflies light up with extremely bright flashes.
Incantation: Sparkle in the eyes of the unbelievers! Darting firefly, Hadō no Ichi: Hotaru!
Restrictions: ---

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Bakudo

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[/b] (Way of Binding No. 8: Repulse)
Type: Binding Art.
Description: Condensing the user's reiatsu in front of them, they create a small golden-colored shield of energy. The technique's defensive capability is, unfortunately, highly limited, and even the most powerful of casters will find the ability only capable of blocking Kidō; of the first Category. However, a secondary ability exists within the spell as well: opponents why physically strike the shield will be knocked backwards, sending them flying a few feet. It also paralyzes the limb that struck it for one turn.
Incantation: The royal protector, true in heart and mind, know the owner of the crown and pledge loyalty unto him. Bakudo; no Hachi: Seki!
Restrictions: ---

Bakudō No. 9: Geki (Way of Binding No. 9: Strike)
Type: Binding Art.
Description: Extending the caster's dominant hand forward, they will then begin the incantation for the spell. A red light will begin to completely envelop them, similar to new casters of the Shakkaō. When the incantation is finished, the red light will form as a thin beam of energy, which then flies towards the opponent. The red light, upon striking the opponent, will completely envelop them, hindering any and all movements, greatly reducing their speed capabilities. A sufficient counterspell is required to break the technique, as brute physical force cannot release them from something that is not completely restraining them. Lasts for three turns.
Incantation: Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!
Restrictions: Must know Bakudō no Hachi: Seki.
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Unspecific Kido

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[Takuya]

'prroved.