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"Oh? Please, do tell."
You ask her.

"Well... I noticed that we know surprisingly little about our enemy.
I intended to fix that. But now I have a specific idea in mind."

"Yes. I've read The Art of War as well.
So what's your plan?"

"I'll look around at the one place where there is bound to be some information on them.
Our archives."

"Whose? Your houses?"

"That too.
You see, the key for finding out the truth is to gather knowledge from all sources, ideally opposing ones.
Learn about a thing from every possible angle and the truth, no matter how obscured it is will become apparent."

You smile.
"I see.
So what the five houses agree on must be the truth."

"Or at least that's how close you can get to it.
It's a simple trick really, one that you can even use in everyday life.
And it shouldn't be too difficult... for the most part."
Yoruichi then stands up and begins to stretch her four legs as she gets ready.
"How about you?
Got any plans I should know about?"

You begin pondering on her question.

>Just regrouping with my men, see how they are and if they found out anything.
>I was planning on putting my abilities to good use. Many shinigami got injured so the 4th could use some relief.
>Actually... I could help you. I'm no stranger to subterfuge.
>Other? (write-in)

>>1874330
>>Actually... I could help you. I'm no stranger to subterfuge.

>>1874330
>>Actually... I could help you. I'm no stranger to subterfuge.

Okay, since there aren't many people I'll head out and have lunch.

So don't worry I'm not ded

Will resume in about 20-30 minutes

>>1874330
>>I was planning on putting my abilities to good use. Many shinigami got injured so the 4th could use some relief.
Yoruichi can find info on her own

>>1874330
>>I was planning on putting my abilities to good use. Many shinigami got injured so the 4th could use some relief.

I'm back.

And since we have a stalemate I'll wait just a bit longer.
If nothing happens I'll leave it up to the dice

>>1874330
>I was planning on putting my abilities to good use. Many shinigami got injured so the 4th could use some relief.
I'm sure she can manage on her own

Medic duty it is.

>writing

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"I was actually planning on putting my abilities to good use.
Since many shinigami got wounded during the assault the 4th Division must under a lot of strain right now."

"That's probably an understatement."

"Right.
That's why I was planning on giving them some relief."

"Sounds like a good idea to me.
Just be careful you don't accidentally hollowfy anyone."

You jokingly chuckle at that.
"And why not?
I suspect that'd come quite handy given our current predicament."

"Oh? So you'd be willing to take responsibility for the ensuing chaos and large scale revolt?"

"Huh... point taken."

"Well... I wish you good luck on that."
She winks at you before quickly transforming into her human form.
You ogle her strange, skin tight body suit as she takes off in a blur.

Once the dark skinned lady disappears your wife jams her elbow into your side.
"Sorry. There was something on you..."

You laugh that off awkwardly.
"Oh come on Honey!
I made a vow of loyalty, not blindness!"
Then you reached for hand and held it tightly.

"Hey..."
You resume.
"Once this blows over I'll take you out for dinner sometime."

"Okay. But I'm choosing where.
She sighs and lets go of your hand.
"You should go. It's better to take care of the wounded quickly.
I'll meet up with our men and manage things while you're gone."

"Right..."
You begin stretching your limbs.
"See you later I guess."

Then with a quick Sonído you disappeared from her sight.

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Going by memory you attempt to locate the 4th division barracks and actually find it at around your third attempt.
When you actually appear the place is a mess.
There are only a handful of people guarding the area with most people being occupied by their medical duties.

As you walk closer one of those guards goes up to you with his weapon readied.
"Halt!
What business do you have here?"

"Ease up!
I'm here to help."

"Oh... I'm sorry.
You're a medic?"

You nod.
"I'd appreciate if you pointed me to where Captain Unohana is so I can report to her."

Although the guy scratches his head for a while whether or not he should tell you that he eventually caves in under your persuasion.
Following his instructions you made yourself into the barracks themselves which had surprisingly light security measures.
As you walk through the corridors you see just how extensive the damage was.
Not only are the rooms full of wounded soldiers but there are so many patients that they are literally lined up against the walls of almost every corridor. Some of the shinigami have seemingly minor injuries, concussions, shallow cuts or a few broken bones.
But a few of them seem to have lost a great deal more, entire limbs, eyes and entire chunks of flesh.
And in their hurry the actual medics of the 4th division sometimes have to stumble around them as they don't have enough room to move around.

Deciding to pick up the pace as to not bother people for too long you actually bump into a nurse holding jars filled with god only knows what.
As you collide she almost falls over but you reach for her and catch her mid fall with one hand while snatching the jar with the other.
She looks at you with bewilderment.

"T-Thank you!"

You help her stand up and tell her that she shouldn't thank the one that almost knocked her over.
Then you inquire about the whereabouts of the Captain.
Which turned out to be a good thing because she apparently moved since the last time you asked someone about her location.

Once you find the Captain you see just how busy she actually is.
She's leaning over a patient who had about half of his torso blown off, trying to force the man to hold onto dear life.
His wound closes due to her Kido and his skin quickly grows over the afflicted area.
Then once his life is not in danger she restores the mans spiritual energy by literally transfusing her own into him.

She straightens her back and asks for one of her assistants for some water.
As she cleans herself of the blood she begins giving orders to her subordinates.

"Have one of the orderlies observe him at all times.
If his situation gets worse notify Lieutenant Isane.
Also, keep him sedated at all times...
And strap him down just in case. Limb loss can be difficult to cope with."

She wipes the sweat off her brows as she approaches you.
"I'm sorry Kaizar but I don't have time for you at the moment."

She begins walking rather briskly and you follow her.

>>1874727
Well buckle up murderbitch because we're about to make your job a hundred times easier

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"That's the reason why I'm here.
I came to help."

"You've already done enough."
She keeps up her quick pace.
"I heard that it's thanks to you that Zaraki-kun wasn't seriously injured.
For that I'm thankful. He always gets gravely wounded.
Healing a captain always takes a great amount of time, especially him.
Now if you don't have anything meaningful to say please leave at once.
I'm quite busy."

"Then let me help!
It's quite obvious that you need a medic."

"Yes but not A medic.
We need quite a lot.
While most of the shinigami here are not in any danger their injuries can't be ignored for too long.
And for that we need more people than just you.
If you have any medicine that you can share or better yet some actual medical experts then I'll accept it graciously."

She doesn't seem to be willing too accept your help.
You'd call it 'tactical tunnel vision'. She is so overwhelmed or so focused that she is not going to budge.

However as you're walking you bump into someone once more.
"Captain Unohana, I speak with-"

A rather large figure collides with you hard enough to stagger.
As you look up at him your jaw almost hits the ground as you see his face.

"I-Is that a fucking dog?!"
You can't help but speak what's on your mind.

The large bipedal dog with bandages over one side of his head looks at you.
He carefully sizes you up and you see his features twist into a scowl full of hatred.
"You..."

But before he could go on Captain Unohana gives him a cold stare.
"Captain Kommamura...
Need I remind you that this is a hospital?
Should you start a fight in here I'll be forced to deal with you... personally."

The dog swallows hard but resumes after he collects his courage.
"NO! You don't understand!"

Things appear to be quite bad.
You suspect that both the dog, who is apparently a captain, and Unohana are about to explode.

>Let this play out.
>Step up and confront the dog
>Other? (write-in)

>>1874825
>>Let this play out.

>>1874825
>Step up and confront the dog

Pin him down and heal him if possible.

Fuckin' A

>>1874825
>>Step up and confront the dog

Oh and keep in mind, this is the guy whose squad you turned into a modern artpiece in the very beginning

>>1874825
>>Step up and confront the dog

>>1874825
>>Step up and confront the dog
hehe, do we have to remind this guy that we defended ourselves and did more to help those Jewish people then his squad ever fucking did, can we please remind him of that if he gets up in our face about how much of a monster we are

Okay.

If you have something interesting to say to Doggo then feel free to do a write in while you roll for 3d10.

DC: 17, Crit 23
(Note: Your write-ins may change this)

Best of 3

Rolled 7, 9, 8 = 24 (3d10)

>>1875083
Anger and dice and stuff.

>>1875091
well kazier is feeling savage today isn't he

Rolled 1, 2, 1 = 4 (3d10)

>>1875083

>>1875097
please never roll again

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>>1875097

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>>1875091

Well seeing as there is no need for waiting I'll just get to writing...

Rolled 9, 10, 2 = 21 (3d10)

>>1875083

>>1875083
Captain Doggo is a pansy anyway.

We just defended ourselves in an intimidating fashion.

Rolled 3, 1, 8 = 12 (3d10)

>>1875083
Just got here.

>>1875083
Also.
Should we Segunda Etappa and Respira the entire hospital?
Might give people a case of the Visoreds though

>>1875169
You can if you don't mind doing a dice check for it

>>1875186
i'd rather not risk mass vizards being made, cause that would piss of a lot of shinagami

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tx74U7-tAw

Not feeling like watching this shitstorm unfold you take a stand and stomp on the ground.
Both Captains are quick to turn their attentions to you.
You slowly move your eye to look at the dog and begin sizing him up.

"You...
You're injured."
You point at the bandages on his head.
"Take that off."

Your voice was cold and emotionless and both captains felt that.
Strangely enough he complies and takes it off.
Judging by his expression not even he knows why he's doing as you say. Perhaps it was fear, perhaps something else.
In the end it doesn't matter.

Raising your palm you create a larger clump of goo in it and splash it onto the dog with a quick swipe of your hand.
You can see his eyes trying to look at his wound the moment it begins sizzling.
He slowly raises his hand and touches the place where one of his ears used to be and finds a new one slowly growing outward.
With the dog taken care of you turn to Unohana.

"Captain, I believe we've taken up enough of your time already.
Please go on ahead.... I'll join you shortly and assist you.
I just have to sort this out first."

Unohana slowly closes her eyes and sighs.
"Very well."
And she takes off.

"Now then..."
You return your attention to the walking, talking dog.
"If you want to do this then let's do it outside."

Leading him like an actual dog on a leash you walk out to one of the gardens located within the barracks.
Taking a few steps ahead you turn around on your heels to face him.

"So... I take it you don't like me very much."

A bit taken back by this the dog struggles to form proper words.
"You've killed my men..."

"You need to be more specific than that."

"You've butchered them by the dozen like animals and then ATE what was left!"

"Oh... that.
Yeah, I remember being chased around by your men in much the same fashion.
I just returned the favor and turned out to be better at it. "

He growls at that and reaches for his sword.
"On that day I swore that if I ever came across the thing that did such a thing to my men I'd kill it with my BARE HANDS!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QE1ScwL4Jmo

You slowly close your eyes.
"Go ahead then."
Now slowly you open them and begin leaking your spiritual pressure in a careful manner so that it won't affect the wounded shinigami inside.
"But I'm warning you.
I've been considerate enough not to break you up until now.
Draw that thing and I won't have a reason not to destroy you."

With your reiatsu blasting him with its full might Kommamuras hands begin to shake.
In his eyes you can see that he already admitted defeat. He knows that if you fight him, he'll die.
No matter how hard he's trying to force his own body to obey him it just won't move.

Turning around on your heels you show your back to him.
"I see you realized your folly. Good.
Now if you'll excuse me I have lives to save. Again.
So be a good dog and sit."

>>1875186
I'm willing to do a check for it personally.

>>1875186
lets do it

As you leave you hear Kommamura falling to his knees and as you slide open the door you almost hear faint sobbing noises coming from him.
Leaving the garden you enter the halls once more and make your way to Captain Unohana again.

You managed to find her in an actual operating room performing surgery.
The poor shinigami appears to be strapped down even though he has been sedated so hard his eyes rolled back in their sockets and he's salivating quite heavily.

As his half unconscious body wiggles around the Captain is busy cutting out infected tissue from the stump where his arm used to be.
Once the wound has been properly cleansed she begins using Kaido to seal up the mans wounds.
Meanwhile her assistants are busy injecting bloodbag after bloodbag into the poor guy.
She finishes the process by restoring the mans reiryoku and takes a step back to assess the situation.

"We'll run out of blood at this rate..."

"Then I'd say it's about time I stepped in."
You reply to her.

"Ah... you.
Where is Captain Kommamura?"

"Outside. Crying.
I probably broke him emotionally but otherwise he's fine."

She deeply inhales after hearing that.
"That's good. He'll recover from that."

"I'm not here to pick fights.
If I was you'd know it. So let me help."

"And what do you mean by 'help' exactly?"

>We have plenty of medicine. I'm more than willing to share some of it.
>While we don't have fully fledged doctors like you, our medics will suffice. I'll call some over.
>I'm going to heal your men on my own. What else?
>This. Respira!
>Other? (write-in)

>>1875297
>We have plenty of medicine. I'm more than willing to share some of it.
>While we don't have fully fledged doctors like you, our medics will suffice. I'll call some over.

>>1875297
>This. Respira!

I can't

The desire to be a chucklefuck is too strong

I can't resist it

>>1875297
>>This. Respira!
How about we get some help from our plot rock? Since restoring a shitton of crippled people is about as unselfish a wish as we can muster.

>>1875297
>We have plenty of medicine. I'm more than willing to share some of it.
>While we don't have fully fledged doctors like you, our medics will suffice. I'll call some over.
And should push come to shove, I am willing to use my Segunda to heal everyone here personally.

>>1875297
>We have plenty of medicine. I'm more than willing to share some of it.
>While we don't have fully fledged doctors like you, our medics will suffice. I'll call some over.

>>1875297
>I'm going to heal your men on my own. What else?
>This. Respira!

>>1875297
>>We have plenty of medicine. I'm more than willing to share some of it.
>>While we don't have fully fledged doctors like you, our medics will suffice. I'll call some over.
show them our superior hollow medicine

>>1875297
>This! RESPIRA!
>Also I'm going to heal them myself.

Well that's a win for using Respira I guess.

Roll 3d10 DC 10 Crit 16
usual rules

>writing

Rolled 7, 5, 6 = 18 (3d10)

>>1875372
Soul King please don't let my idea fuck us over.

Rolled 7, 5, 6 = 18 (3d10)

>>1875372

Rolled 4, 10, 2 = 16 (3d10)

>>1875372

Looks like your asses are safe.

>>1875379
Thank the anon that wanted to use the Hogyoku.
That's what made the crit so low

>>1875379
>>1875381
>>1875383
Well, literally all pass the (low) crit threshold!

>>1875391
Maximum overcrit. Though it's a bit too easy to be super hype about it.

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"I'm just going to fix all your problems at once."

This obviously took her off guard.
She cocks an eyebrow at you as she speaks up.
"Oh? And how are you going to manage that?"

"It's quite easy."
You draw your sword before her.
"Resurrección..."
Suddenly you erupt in a turquoise blaze of reiryoku as you utter the word.
As your body changes you finish what you wanted to say as your aura turns considerably darker.
"Segunda Etapa."

Once your transformation finishes you immediately reach for your knife and jam it into your heart.
By this point Mera doesn't even need to be alerted and just does her job on her own.
Twisting her in you releases enough heat to kick you into your true Resurrección.

With your form properly restored you reach forward and point at Unohana.
"Respira!"

All of a sudden a thick mist erupts from your body and begins to envelop the entire division.
Unohana, who has witnessed this attack of yours before, becomes quite tense at this.
She draws her sword and with a surprising burst of speed raises it to your throat.
However you just smile at that.

"Calm down Captain!
Now's not the time for fear. That comes later!"

Suddenly her eyes wander away from you as her other senses pick up strange things happening around her.
While she's not looking at you the Hogyoku begins doing its part of the job and it constructs bridges connecting it to your body in the shape of an inverted cross.
Once you are physically connected to it you feel its energy pouring into you and in that moment you begin your work.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C6m34K1ud8Q

The man who up until now was in a critical condition and heavily sedated suddenly finds his body cleansed of the antiseptics and anesthetics.
Then just as he regains consciousness he sees a new arm growing in place of the old one.
At first he's terrified but as blood begins to flow into his new limb and the numbness fades he begins touching it.
His fear quickly disappears and instead he begins shedding tears of joy.

As this is happening similar events transpire in the entire division with patients regrowing lost body parts, their wounds disappearing and their bodies getting rejuvenated.
And not only the patients, the 4th division members who have been ran ragged up until now start feeling their fatigue disappearing.

>>1875506
>This technique was never intended as an attack Captain. Not originally at any rate.

i am worried that the plot rock is eventually gonna try and find away to fuse with kazier on a more permanent basis, it also concerns me that it would want to be used and eventually fused with another being

>>1875543
We'll just have to have that talk with our friend the Hogyuoku.

>>1875543
Why would the former be something to worry about? It's a huge boost to power. Hogyoku is our buddy anyways.

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Unohanas eyes frantically jerk around as she senses various disturbances all over the place.
No doubt she noticed the reiatsu of all the shinigami inside suddenly spiking.
But then she looks at you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYWfxoqSpyg

"You-"

You look her straight in the eye as beads of sweat appear on your forehead.
"This technique was never intended as an attack Captain. Not originally at any rate."

Sadly you quickly have to avert your gaze as your senses are getting overwhelmed due to the rather large area you are aware of right now.
Feeling not only the individual Einherjar in the mist itself but also the people they are healing is quite exhausting both mentally and physically.

Just as you are about to finish things up you hear the door behind you being slammed open.

"CAPTAIN! IT'S INCREDIBLE PEOPLE ARE-"

"Isane!"
Unohana spoke to the girl in an assertive voice.
Her lieutenant then becomes quiet and watches you as mist continuously pours out of your body.

Only a little more.
That's the one thought that keeps you going.
Now there is but one person who you must fix up. Kenpachi.

You left him last for good reason.
Restoring his reiryoku is going to be a huge pain in your ass.
But you didn't come so far just to stop at the last stretch.
So you begin pouring your own energy into the mist and by proxy Kenpachi.

With one final scream and a push you manage to finish the job.
Now you stand there drained and exhausted.
As you pant heavily the mist slowly seeps back into you and when the last coils return from whence they came your Segunda Etapa shatters and you fall face first onto the ground.

"C-Captain?"

"Isane... Please take Kaizar Soize to one of the spare rooms.
I believe we should have quite a few now..."

"U-Understood."

When you come to your senses you awaken tucked into a bed on the ground with a wet towel on your head.
Hearing the splashing of water you turn your head to the side and see Isane squeezing the excess water out of a replacement towel.
But when she notices you she simply drops it to the ground.

"O-Oh!
You're awake!"
As you try to sit up she quickly leans in and stops you.
"Easy there! You lose a lot of energy."
She removes the towel from your head as well.

"D-Did I fall unconscious?"

She gives you a quick nod.
"After everyone got better you just fell to the ground."

You let out a sigh at that.
"Guess doing that right after fighting wasn't the smartest idea I ever had."
You pause for a moment.
"How's everyone?"

"Better. Much better.
Thank you!"

She then goes ahead and bows down before you to express her gratitude.
"Please... Don-don't do that.
It's quite embarrassing."

Isane a cute.

I wonder how bad we'd get killed if we tried to hit on Isane once shark tits found out

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>>1875652

>>1875652
Unforgivable.

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"No.
I.... I believe I do have to do this.
Because I fear that if I don't then nobody will.
You've done so much already for us and yet... and yet..."
She then looks up at you with a serious look on her face.
"Central 46... they won't stand for this.
They'll do anything to cover this up."

You sigh and sit up.
As you hear your joints popping you start to wonder if this is what being Asher feels like.
"Then everything is as usual.
You shouldn't worry about it Isane, I sure as hell don't.
Once everyone knows the truth they won't care about what the bigwigs have to say."

She closes her eyes and smiles.
"I have no idea how you manage to keep a level head like that.
I wish I was more like you in that regard."
Then as she opens her eyes once more she reaches for a pot next to her.
"Here. It's tea."

You grumble a quiet 'thank you' as you take the cup.
However the moment you take a sip from it you spit it out violently.
"Ugh... green."
Then you steel yourself and down the whole thing in one go.

Isane chuckles at that.

"What's so funny?"
You ask her.

"O-Oh... nothing!
It's just...
It might be a touchy subject.
M-May I be a bit personal with you?"

>Sure, go ahead.
>If it's touchy I'd rather avoid it. Maybe after the war
>Other? (write-in)

>>1875680
>>Sure, go ahead.
Kaizar, chillest motherfucker around. Well, until he suddently isn't.

>>1875680
>>Sure, go ahead.
We don't do birthdays.

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>>1875680
>Sure, go ahead.

>>1875680
"I'm a bit confused, but if you consider it important enough to bring up, it's important enough to actually talk about."

>>1875680
>Sure, go ahead.

>>1875694
THANK. YOU.

I've been looking all over the place for that!

>>1875680
>>Sure, go ahead.

>>1875680
>Sure, go ahead.

>>1875680
>>Sure, go ahead.

>>1875696
This

>>1875680
>Sure, go ahead.

Very well

>writing

"Sorry I don't do birthdays!"

"H-Huh?"

"Heh... nothing.
Just a joke.
Honestly, I'm just a bit confused about what you might want.
But if you believe it's important enough to bring up then by all means, say it."

"O-Oh.... I see."
She begins to fiddle around with her fingers as she tries to find the proper words to say.
"Well erm... I just found your reaction to green tea funny.
It reminded me of Takeshi."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uLPjiITqqY

Your heart actually skips a beat after hearing that.

"He always tries to drink green tea with a serious face but in truth he hates it.
Not even his own mother knows it so she ends up buying him more and more.
You know... Whether he admits it or not, he's a lot like you."

"...
In what way?"
You lean forward and put your elbows on your knees and support your head with your palms.

"Well he's stubborn for starters.
Once he decides on something he hardly changes his mind.
But once he realizes he made a mistake he'll try his hardest to correct it.
B-But that's not to say he doesn't have good qualities!"
She frantically begins to wave her arms around.
"He's kind, honest and very gentle.
But at the same time he'll try to protect what's important to him with everything he has."

"Okay Isane! I need you to stop right there.
While I'm certainly interested in hearing more I have a more pressing issue on my mind...
How do you know all this?
A-Are you-"

Isane then begins blushing at that furiously.
"W-What?! No! Of course not!
H-He has just visited me quite a few times-"
She then realizes what she just said.
"BUT NOT LIKE THAT!
Ugh... this is so embarrassing.
He came here quite a few times due to his... issues.
He said he wanted a therapist. Or... just someone to talk to."

"I see."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2aM5btBLVU

She takes a deep breath to calm herself down and then exhales slowly.
"Listen... I'm not sure I should tell you this but it might be for the best.
He feels an immense amount of guilt about... well you.
Not only about hating you but because... well I suspect he might be blaming himself for your deaths.
I probably shouldn't have told you this but as his therapist I believe it's best that you know."

It takes you a few minutes to take that all in but in the end you manage to nod.
"Thank you Isane."

"You're welcome."

"My son is indeed lucky if he has someone like you looking after him."

For a moment there you thought Isane was about to turn beet red once more.
But as she looked at you and the genuine gratitude you're showing her she manages to calm herself down.

I wonder if a lot of Kenny's scars disappeared when we fully fixed him up.
And for that matter, if Unohana's scar got healed off or not.

>>1875852
Only ones that weren't fully healed most likely.
Otherwise it's just there being already healed flesh.

>>1875870
Normally, yeah, but the goo does tend to restore things to a previous state, which is why i considered it a viable inquiry

>>1875875
Fair enough, just figured I'd put my thoughts in.
Would be nice to know though.

>>1875852
Actually now that you mention it, there's a good chance he's got both of his eyes. No reason he wouldn't get it back.

"Was that all?"
You ask her.

"Y-Yes?"

"Good."
You speak up as you try to stand up.
By using Basilisco as a crutch you manage to force yourself up.

"K-Kaizar! You shouldn't-"

"Don't worry about it!"
You speak to her as you straighten your clothes out.
"And... thanks.
For taking care of that boy.
He's a good kid so... I'm glad someone like you is looking out for him."

As you begin walking towards the door slowly a voice speaks up in your mind.
"Finally! I thought that sappy shit would never end!"

You just wave off Mera as you slide open the door.
To your surprise the Captain herself was actually standing on the other side of it.

"I see you're already up Kaizar-san.
And here I was hoping you wouldn't be like Zaraki and actually listened to a doctors orders."

"Sorry Captain.
Military overrules everything during war time.
But I appreciate the intent."

"Well... after your little stunt it's not like I can complain.
You've saved a lot of lives and a lot of work for us.
I'll remember this. And I always pay my debts."

"Just do the same to our troops if we get in a bad spot and I'll consider your debt repaid."

"I will keep that in mind."
She than hands you something that has been wrapped in cloth several times.
"Please take this."

"Huh? What is this?"

"It's a communicator.
Our division members use them often to coordinate large scale operations.
It may come in handy."

You unravel the communicator and see that it looks like a bright pink cellphone.
Not really in the mood to complain about the color you just pocket the device.

"Thank you."

"Now... I believe you are needed elsewhere."

"That I am.
And... thank you once more."

She just nods at you as you leave the building.
Now that you're outside in the fresh air you decided to give your limbs a good few stretches before taking off at as high of a speed as you can muster currently.

Soaring through the sky you ponder where you should go next.
>Find Yoruichi
>Just head back to your main camp
>Other? (write-in)

>>1875908
>>Find Yoruichi

>>1875908
>Main camp

>>1875908
>Go see if you can collect some samples of the Quincy King where you fought. Analysis of it could prove useful in the near future.

>>1875940
Support

>>1875908
>Find Yoruichi

Might as well see what she's learned.

Also did we break the dog captain, because I kinda liked the guy.

>>1875940
Write-in won

>writing

Rolled 5, 2, 9 = 16 (3d10)

rollin'

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Suddenly an idea popped in your mind.
With all these crazy shenanigans going around it didn't even occur to you up until now that the area where you engaged the Quincy King may hold valuable information for you.
So in accordance with that you changed your course to the place where you've exchanged blows.

It took you some searching before you managed to locate the area once more.
You've all but given up when you stumbled across the scorched sections of the area that the Quincy set fire to.
From there it was a much easier task to locate the place but once there you've come across another hurdle.

Actually finding anything left of the guy.

In the end you had to resort to a crude method of acquiring a sample.
After locating the general area where the Kings arm has been severed and his blood spilled on the ground you tore out a large chunk of stone and using the Einherjar restored the blood contained within to its former state.

"You don't see a rock bleeding every day."

"You just haven't been hanging out with me long enough."

You squeezed the rock like you would a fruit and the crimson fluid flowed out of it.
Using a piece of cloth you soaked up what you managed to gather and then decided to pocket the thing.
With your prize claimed you decided that it was about time you headed back to the main camp.
Not only because you were curious about your men but also because you had a mail for someone.

Upon your arrival back at the place where your men are stationed your first course of action was to locate an Exequias soldier and handed him the bloodied piece of fabric.
After receiving a brief order to take the thing to the Urahara shop he departed immediately.

Once your business was done with him you decided to look up one someone who'd have the most information available.
And you found him.

"Ah Kommandant.
How may I help you?"

"I want a detailed report on the Quincy assault Rudbornn.
And your many eyes are perfect for that."

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>>1876090
Damn, I was hoping the severed arm itself was there. I don't believe the quincy themselves were mentioned to have picked it up during retreat, which means...clownfucker probably has it. Damn him!
At least the blood is also good.

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He lets out a weary sigh.
"I'm afraid I don't have many good news sir."

"That doesn't matter.
I need facts."

"Very well.
Roughly 1100 of our men got minor injuries.
One hundred and twelve of them needed immediate medical attention and 25 of them died outright.
Sadly good equipment and ample amounts of health injections made them sloppy.
That and the fact that they were not trained to fight an enemy like the Quincy."

"Those are still some pretty good numbers.
How about the enemy?"

"Hard to say.
Though it's reasonable to assume that every minor injury could potentially end in a fatality.
So their body count must be higher.
The problem is with quality and quantity.
Our lower ranking soldiers are better but less numerous. We feel even these small losses while the enemy seems to be content throwing soldiers at us by the thousands."

That has you raise an eyebrow.
"That doesn't sound right...
What about you? What about the Arbol?!"

He sighs heavily.
"About that...
Sir... I believe we have a problem.
I had to withdraw all my soldiers from the battlefield during the initial attack."

"What?! Why?"

"We've encountered a... troublesome enemy.
Or more precisely, I encountered one.
He didn't really bother himself with introductions but it was not necessary.
That man began slaughtering my Calaveras and as he slaughtered them one by one I noticed his power continuously increasing.
So in order to keep the damage to a minimum I had to pull back my soldiers."

"An enemy that grows stronger by killing?
Fucking hell..."

"Quite."

"So this means we are now outnumbered?!"

"Precisely."

You pause for a moment as you think about this.
Such an enemy would be particularly dangerous but it's not like Rudbornns strategy will amount to much.
If he can't kill Calaveras over and over again he can instead murder some low ranking shinigami for the same effect.

>Ask Rubornn about the mans appearance. He's your No. 1 target now.
>Resume the deployment of the Arbol soldiers, not having them out won't do much good
>It's about time we upgraded your soldiers
>Other? (write-in)

>>1876178
Yeah, that guy is both dangerous as fuck and a loon who needs to be put down.

>Ask Rubornn about the mans appearance. He's your No. 1 target now.

>>1876178
>It's about time we upgraded your soldiers
IT'S TIME FOR THE AZURE FOREST COMBINATION

>>1876178
>>It's about time we upgraded your soldiers

Okay then

>writing

And roll 3d10 while you're at it.
No DC, best of 4

Rolled 1, 4, 10 = 15 (3d10)

>>1876238

Rolled 6, 7, 4 = 17 (3d10)

>>1876238
nat 30

Rolled 8, 9, 4 = 21 (3d10)

>>1876238

Rolled 9, 1, 7 = 17 (3d10)

>>1876238
to top us off
>inb4 a 4 is in this roll too

>>1876249
is this a good roll for it spooky?

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>>1876256
Not amazing but

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"I was just thinking..."

"About what?"

"This... problem of ours.
I believe you may have had the wrong solution for the problem."

Rudbornn pauses at that.
"Please elaborate."

"Just by pulling out your soldiers you didn't actually fix the issue of this... thing.
You merely delayed it.
If he wants to he could still go for the shinigami for his power-up.
So rather than making sure he can't grow stronger we should just kill him.
And for that we'll need all the soldiers we can muster."

"But we can't fight fire by pouring oil on it."

"And that's why we won't do that."
Rudbornn is quite puzzled after hearing that.
"I'd say it's about time the Calaveras received an upgrade..."

"Ho? Really?
Well now I'm interested.
What did you have in mind?"

You signal the man to follow you as you give him a coy smile.
"Just come."

After moving to a more or less secluded area you turn to face Rudbornn.
"Okay, this should do.
Now... do it."

He draws his sword.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FS1lKA2GNF0

"Grow. Arbol."

Unlike that of most arrancars Rudbornns resurrección is not flashy at all.
Instead it's swift and to the point.
His sword changes and vines quickly wrap around his shoulders.
Then roots and branches emerge from the that both raise him up high and begin bearing their skull like fruits.

"Here it is Sir."

You walk up to it and touch one of his roots.
"Yes... this will do nicely.
Rudbornn!"
You look up at him.
"Can you make two roots erupt from the ground?"

"Hmm?
Of course."
He says so after a brief moment of hesitation.

And just like that two roots appear in front of you after they pierce the hard soil.
You walk up to them and size it up.
"Do you use these to draw reishi from the surrounding area?"

"More like ambient reiryoku but yes."

"Good."
You place a hand on each root.
"Now listen up and listen closely.
I'm quite tired right now so I can't do much work.
You are the one who'll have to do the actual labor this time while I'll provide you with the construction material.
Got that?"

He nods quietly.

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With his confirmation you began producing your slime in excess amounts.
As the roots started to get drenched you shouted to the Arrancar.

"Okay. NOW!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-JzsrnHw-RE

Both you and Rudbornn began channeling your power furiously.
The tree like arrancar then began consuming your slime and you could see a strange pulsating glow making its way through his veins and to the actual fruits of Arbol which would become the Calaveras.
Except this time something seems to be off as the soldiers didn't start to immediately form and instead the skulls themselves seem to be growing in size.

"Ugh... too... heavy."
Rudbornne groans in pain but he seems to have an epiphany.
Quickly he slams his branches at and into the ground.
"There. Now it won't pull my branches down..."

Then he began screaming once more with you.

"Arboleda Azur!"
You scream in unison.

As you went on the ground began to rumble under your feet.
With an earthquake a pair of arms erupts from the ground with explosive force.
Then another and yet another.

The three figures emerge from the ground clad in the typical Calaveras garb but with much, MUCH more armored plating consisting of the same bone like material that their masks are made of and wielding MASSIVE claymores instead of their typical zanpakuto.
As their eyes look around you notice a certain glow in them that the typical soldiers seem to lack.

Rudbornne seems ecstatic.
"Ah... just look at them!
HOW marvelous!
There is admittedly fewer of them but... nothing a little extra time can't fix."

But as he's speaking you let go of his roots and walk up to one of the goliaths.
It turns its glowing gaze at you and once he sees your visage he stabs his sword into the ground and kneels before you.
Shortly afterwards its kin follow it.

You let out a little smile.
"Wunderbar!"

And that's how far I can go for today.

Hope you goys enjoyed it.
Archive's up and I'll see you fucks next week.

Stay safe until then

>>1876437

Sweet, super soldiers.

Now to point them at the enemy and watch the carnage.

>>1876437
Rudbornne is kind of OP

>>1876493
Arrancars in general are kind of OP.
They don't have the time limits Visoreds.
They come with pretty decent armor on top of how spiritual pressure defense works,
And their Ressureccions seem to be less draining than a shinigami's shikai in general.

That's without getting into the whole Cero/Bala or speed boost thing.

If we're talking the "same tier" of fighter you can generally put money on the Arrancar over just about anything else in canon.
Except Fullbringers maybe.

This is just in terms of standard defense/offense of course.
It in no way accounts for individual abilities that might be better or less well suited to whatever.

The only place that really starts to be a "???" thing is when you start dealing with the Schrift shit and even that comes with "eh, Soul Suicide exists"

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>>1876437
>Skull knights
The quincy don't stand a CHANCE.
The perfect coordination that calaveras achieve itself is OP, so with upgraded soldiers this'll be a slaughter.

I am awake once more.
And now that I'm conscious again I felt the need to adress something that I completely forgot.

I'm planning on doing a few omakes this week.
Any requests you have you can type them down and I'll get around to doing them sometime.
Maybe not this week but definitely in the near future

>>1877678
Those fights that may or may not have been forgotten last run

>>1877713
You'll need to be more specific than that.

There are some I intentionally left out and even then there are some that just weren't that interesting

>>1877749
An omake where we are not an axolotl.
An omake where we chose not to romance hallibel.
An glimspe of what may come.

>>1877749
Oh.
Nnoitra, Marr, Aaroniero, and Starrk are who I'm interested in on the hollow side, though I also wouldn't oppose to a large-scale overview of how the General Forces engaged each other, tactics and whatnot.
On the shinigami side, Gin's always interesting and Ukitake could be cool with his renewed health.
On the possibly-less-canon side of things, maybe Hao participating in the war solely because it's a new experience for him.

These are just what I can think of, definitely feel free to leave out any that are on the boring side or that just don't click with you

>>1877749
Takeshi being teased for being just like Kaizar

I'd like to see what the femritter's reactions to this general clusterfuck are.

>>1879176
>Alright we knocked out a TON of Shiniga-
>What do you mean their forces are largely unaffected?!

>>1878133

Hmmm... I'm a bit tempted by the Harribel one.
But only if you chose who you want to be the replacement (if anyone at all)

>>1878155

This might be a bit of a clusterfuck but I think it's doable.

Hao might be a stretch though

>>1878323
>>1879176

These 2 are just too good to ignore.


RIGHT!
I think that these should be enough.
I'll get to writing them and then sprinkle them evenly throughout the week.

So you could say that the poll is closed
due to aids

>>1879851
Son of a bitch, Yata

>>1879851
How about for the omake, we chose nel?

>>1879977
>>1879851
Personally if it's down to a vote count me for weird choices like:
Isane
or
Aimee Morris

>>1880019
Aimee or the original waifu.

>>1879851
Replace with first waifu. Who got us killed

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Omake #1: Lady problems

Silbern: The Holy City of the Quincy.

"M-m-m-me?"

"Yeah, you!
You, me, my bedroom!
Ten minutes!
[i]Don't[/i] be late!"

"Y-y-yes Ma'am!
It's an [b]HONOR[/b]!"

Following that little exchange Bambietta Basterbine made her way back to her own quarters and made the necessary preparations.
Precisely at the 10 minute mark the young quincy boy knocked on her door.
"Come on in!"
She ordered him.

The door slowly creaks open and the nervous young man enters, sweating profusely.
He doesn't have the guts to look Bambietta in the face and instead he focuses on closing the door behind himself.
However once he turns around and sees the black, laced bra of the female sternritter he can feel spaghetti pouring out of his pockets.

"What's wrong?"
She asks him as she twirls a lock of her hair between her fingers.
"Don't you want to come... [i]closer[/i]?"

The man swallows nervously.
"M-May I?"

"Of course silly.
Don't you want to... touch them?"
He takes the first nervous step. Then the second and the third each braver than the last.
"That's right. Come to me little one."

His mind began to race with each enticing word and he sings prayers to His Majesty for receiving such a blessing.
He can contain himself no longer and closes his eyes as he begins giggling like a child.
Then he feels a cold drop of sweat rolling down his forehead... and a strange burning sensation follows in its wake.

Opening his eyes he sees the world through a red filter.
Excitement turns into panic as he touches his forehead with his palm.
It almost stuck to his head.
With a little extra force he removes it and sees his white glove [b]drenched[/b] in blood.

But luckily for him he doesn't have to suffer for too long as his newly made two halves slide away from each other.
Sadly the cut was so fast, clean and deep that for the next one or two seconds his two sides were perfectly aware of themselves as they fell to the ground.
He only finally lost consciousness and died once there was no blood and therefore no oxygen in his brain.

Wiping a few drops of blood off of her cheeks and her breasts with a handkerchief Bambietta sighs and zips up her trench coat.
That felt good, but it was not nearly enough to satiate her.

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Just as the two halves of the guys corpse fell to the floor however something had to come and ruin Bambiettas mood.
Her door flung open as someone kicked it open without even knocking first.

She scoffs at this.
"You broke the hinges! AGAIN!"

The feet responsible for the vile act pulls back and touches the ground again.
"Big whoop!
It's you who made the bigger mess after all!"
The little blonde girl prances in with her 4 friends.

"Yeah... right...
Because you don't leave a mess everywhere you go!"

"Spilling sweets and pools of blood are two entirely different things...
You bitch!"
Sternritter G, Liltotto Lamperd retorts to Bambietta as her friends come in after her.

"Haven't you at least thought about doing it outside?"

"That's not the point Meni!
It doesn't matter if she does it inside or outside!
You should seriously consider to stop being a team killing whore every time you get annoyed!"
Candice Catnipp, Sternritter T is the next one in line.

"Right.
After all, if she kills everyone then you won't have anyone for yourself!"
The second to last girl responds to her comment.

[b]"WHAT?![/b]
You wanna foit Gigi?!
I'll slap your shit I swear on me-"
She pauses just as she noticed what her friend just did.
"DON'T YOU LOOK AWAY LIKE YOU WEREN'T THE ONE WHO SAID IT!
LOOK AT ME WHE-"

But the tantrum of Candi is cut short as a small but still loud explosion goes off and cracks a nearby wall.
Now all the girls are looking at Bambi.

"Okay! Stop!
First: What are you doing here Berenice?"

The last girl who hasn't quite entered the room looks at her.
She doesn't say much but Liltotto speaks in her stead.
"She followed me.
Got a problem with that?"
Lil then takes out a cracker and starts munching on it.

*sigh*
"No..."
Reluctantly Bambi caves in under her pressure.

*munch munch*
"Look. I know you're pissed off.
That's why we're here.
But you have nobody to blame but yourself."

"Yeah Bambi!"
Candi joins in.
"It's your fault for only mutilating those people you psycho slut.
Shoulda just killed them if you didn't want the Big 'Un to put 'em back together."

"Yeah."
With her snacks finished Liltotto now opened a pack of chips to eat those instead.
*crunch crunch*
"And don't try to play the victim again.
You actually got a bankai.
That means you aren't allowed to complain."
She then lets out a deep sigh in between chewing fistfuls of fried potato slices.
"If anyone has any right to bitch it's me.
Can't even eat half of the enemies now..."

[i]"That's not fair Lil![/i]
Gigi cried out and collapsed onto her knees.
[i]"I have it so much worse!"[/i]

"Cry me a river...
Man fuck that Opie.
That massive cock end messed up big time.
It's bad enough that he couldn't capture him in his stupid Jail but he couldn't even buy us some time.
What a worthless pile of garbage."

"Oh chin up!"
Candi patted Lil on the back.
"At least now we can 'ave a go at 'im ourselves!"
She then drives her fist into her open palm.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND It turns out that I'm fucking retarded because I forgot that I'm at a different place than I was at the weekend...

Welp... so much for formatting

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"What do you think girls?
Should be a pretty interesting fight, right?"
Candi continues.

"No..."
But Lil cuts her down quickly.
"Even if we engage it together our odds of success would be too small.
Let someone like Bazz-B handle it."

"You are such a buzzkill Lil!"

"No... I'm just not retarded enough to kill myself.
...
You bitch."

"Huh? What was that you Bitch?!"

Meni cocks her head up at that.
"Oh I'm sorry I must've wandered off somewhere.
What are we talking about?"

"Candice being a bitch."
Lil quickly responds to her.

"Oh right! She's such a bitch!"

"BITCH!"

Omake #1: THE END

>>1880286
Wunderbar
Right now all I can think about is how balls to the walls crazy things would get if Kaizar and Yamamoto teamed up against Bazz and whoever stole Asato's bankai.
Too hot to handle

>>1880286
Who the fuck are theses females and why are they retarded

>>1880465
Erm... they are the Sternritter Clique.
Yes, all of them are members of the Quincy elite.

And well... they, like most of their kind, are all clinically insane.
Let's just leave it at that.

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>>1880465
Also if you diss my waifu again I'm gonna be very cross with you

>>1880495
Your waifu has a fucked up mouth? God damn, your a good man. Loving the retards

>>1880501
It's more like that her stomach is bottomless and her mouth is that of a lovecraftian horror that can shapeshift to accomodate almost anything.


In other words: She swallows. Always. Everything

>>1880505
Wew lad.

>>1880505
Also eating people gives her their powers. Frankly she's the most terrifying one of the lot, and that includes the one whose blood turns people into zombies on touch.

>>1880262
>"If anyone has any right to bitch it's me.
>Can't even eat half of the enemies now..."

Now that's an interesting implication that I didn't consider. Liltotto's power is basically straight up shut down because she can't risk using it on anything that might have been healed by Kaizar. Neato. I love it when a plan has huge positive side effects.

Though I am concerned that we just made like an entire squad full of Vizards and that Soul Society is going to flip it's shit when they start manifesting.

>>1881797
Just think.
We concentrated most of our efforts on Kenpachi.
In addition, Unohana herself was present in the midst of the fog.
Visored Kenpachi vs Visored Unohana when?

>>1881808
>Their inner hollows are in fact WAY more chill than the shinigami side.
>This disgusts them
Unohana totally got flip-turned upside down with her inner hollows a few centuries back. You know, when Kenpachi stabbed her.

>>1881951
Now that I think about it, I'm fairly certain that byakuya at least had a decent amount of contact with the goo, when we shoved some down his shirt to give him a cushioned impact before tossing him across the seretei
I wonder if he was effected and just kept it a secret because of muh nobility muh rules

>>1881797

Even better we might have saved them from the Zombie Bitch's bullshit as well.

Can't infect them with blood when it'll soul suicide the minute it meets one of our little helpers.

It's like Osmosus Jones, except replace the Chris Rock stand-in with the goddamn Predator.

>>1881808
>>1882144
It's already too late, then

I mean, what are the C46 gonna do, even? Tell half of their command structure to arrest the other half? I'm sure that'd go down well.

SOUL SOCIETY CIVIL WAR #148261 ARC WHEN

>>1882999
More like replace Jones and every other cell with the villain, Thrax

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"RUUUUUN YOU COWARDS!"
A scream echoes through the streets of the Seireitei.

"RUN FOR IT!"

"RETREAT! RETREAT!"

Various Quincy call out to each other in a fit of panic.
Some of them attempt to fire off a few shots at the incoming monster while those that already realized how pointless it is just turn around and run for their lives.
Each Heilig Pfeil that actually hits its target simply bounces off of it instead of dealing any damage.

"IT'S NOT WORKING!
WHY ISN'T IT FUCKING WORKING?!"

"STOP AND JUST RUN!"

Nnoitora laughs his own ass off as his enemies scurry away in fear.
He then raises Santa Teresa and throws it by the shaft while still holding onto the last chain connected to the weapon.
The crescent shaped blade hits a Soldat square in the chest and it knocks him several hundred feets away.

Quite winded by the hit he is helped up by his comrade who start screaming to each other.
"IT WENT THROUGH HIS BLUT!
ALL UNITS! RETREAT!"

He shouts as he tries to help up the wounded soldier.
The one he's carrying is not dead as the Blut did manage to lessen the impact somewhat.
But he still has a huge gash across his chest and he's bleeding profusely.

Worried he opens up a shadow portal and begins leading his men inside of it.
"MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!"
It was a risky move but one that he had to make.
If they stay here they are dead.

Sadly their pursuer is quick to notice their little getaway.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!"
Nnoitora sticks out his tongue and generates a yellow Cero on top of it.
With a quick release he fires on the fleeing Quincy and they quickly close the portal.
"The fun... is only beginning!"

He grins as a couple more arrows bounce off of his unbelievably dense HÍerro.
The fact that these grunts can't even do damage to him fills him with such ecstasy that he can hardly contain myself.
In response to their futile attacks he lets out a hearty laugh and begins spinning his weapon around and creating a whirlwind in the process.

"You're gonna have to try a LOT better than that!"
He laughs as he lashes out at the quincy, driving them even further back.

However Nnoitora also notices an oddity amongst the enemy.
As he chased the regular grunts away only those incapacitated staid behind... or so he thought.

A few Quincy in slightly different uniforms decided that instead of running away from the scythe wielding maniac they'd walk towards him.
Slowly.

These Soldat had only minor distinctions that set them apart from the usual riff-raff.
Their masks had slightly larger muzzles, their beret were adorned with a distinct emblem and they were carrying large silver boxes on their sides.
A bit puzzled by this sight Nnoitora stopped his assault for a moment.

"Huh?"

The storm troopers didn't bother to respond to him and instead materialized their weapons at which Nnoitoras eye opened wide

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Each of their armaments are different.
Some take the shape of regular bows, others look more mechanical like crossbows, cannons or other large caliber weaponry.
The one thing that they have is common is their size.

Drawing in condensed reishi from the massively enlarged ginto at their side these special troopers were given their equipment in order to take care of such.... problematic enemies.
One such weapon, a greatly oversized handcannon was the first to open fire.
The shell hit its target with accuracy that can be expected of a quincy and Nnoitora found his feet being dragged along the ground as the projectile collided with his skin.

Wheezing in pain he quickly reaches for his chest and finds it covered in blood.
He looks up at the heavy artillery and smiles to himself.
"Now THAT'S more like it!"
His smile turned into a savage grin.
"Now PRAY! SANTA TERESA!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpkkpD-XALU

With a yellow pillar erupting in the distance Marr looks up at the spectacle.

"Oh? So the party's finally getting started...
Good!"
He looks up at the quincy before him that are frozen in place as they look at the mangled corpses of their brethren littered behind the monstrous arrancar.
"I was getting tired of these appetizers anyway!"

Not wishing to mess around anymore with these small fries he swings his arms with actual effort this time.
In some way these guys had it lucky...
They weren't toyed with like their friends before them and at least their deaths were fast if not painless.

But just as he's about to move on Marr smells several more of the Quincy showing up.
"Sorry but I'm in no mood for you right now.
So if you could kill yourselves and save me the trouble that'd be greeeeat."

"SUPPRESSING FIRE!"
The one in charge of this group gives the order and the rest of the Quincy begin charging their weapons.

"LICHT REGEN!"
They all shout the name of their attacks at once and then they all begin focusing their shots at the lone hollow.

"Oh SHIT!"
Marr braces himself and covers his face with his elbows.
Normally he'd just simply blow their attacks away but with so many of them coming from all angles he can't really do that without exposing himself for a sneak attack.

And although the attacks themselves are hardly doing any damage they do some and with so many of them coming constantly he can't move an inch.
He grits his teeth as he continues to endure the enemies assault.
Little does he know that help is on its way.

With Marr sufficiently occupied a select few Quincy begin to close in on him with Seele Schneiders in hand.
But just as the five of them are about to set up the Sprenger one of them gets their heads blown off by a Cero.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpkkpD-XALU

Suddenly the firing stops.

"Whew!"
Marr spoke up.
"Thanks for saving my hide doggy!"

"Don't get the wrong idea you escaped Museum exhibit."
Starrk replied to him.
"I ain't helping you.
Just thinning the enemies numbers."

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"WHAT ARE YOU GAWKING FOR?!"
The lead Quincy speaks up again.
"FIRE FIRE FIRE! DON'T GIVE THEM A CHANCE TO RETALIATE!"

Once more the Quincy begin to open fire.
"LICHT REGEN!"

The tidalwave of arrows is coming once more but this time they are pretty much all focused in one direction now that Marr escaped their formation.
"You got this one, right?"
Marr asks Starrk jokingly.

He doesn't grace him with a response but instead extends his open palm towards the enemy.
"Cero... Metralleta."

The two rapid attacks collide and it appears that the two sides are at a stalemate.
Many of the Quincy soldat give voice to their concern.
"H-He's! He's HOLDING IT BACK:?!"

At this Marr pats Starrk on the back.
"Good boy!"

"If you got time to smartmouth me then the least you could do is help out...
Since... you know... you owe me now."

Marr gets pissed at this and lets go of Starrk.
"Yeah yeah..."
He then shifts his focus at the Quincy.
"Now then... These guys pissed me off.
I think 100% should be enough."

He pulls his fist back and the ground begins to quake due to the tension of his muscles.
With his full strength he let loose his attack and a good chunk of the nearby scenery was obliterated alongside all projectiles, including Starrks.
Marr then sighs with relief.
"Okay... so..."

"Don't worry. You buy me a beer and I'll forget this happened."

"Oh good!
I was worried I'd have to bitch slap you!"

As this little exchange was going on another fight took place almost at the same time.
With numerous Exequias and militia members facing off against the Quincy horde a strategist had to intervene in order to minimize the potential losses.

Aaroniero however had to say very little once he arrived on the scene.
Up until his intervention the Hollow and Quincy forces were playing a very lethal game of cat and mouse where the Arrancars and various hollows had to quickly race from cover to cover in order to outmaneouver the enemy while blasting away at the with Balas as a way of fighting back.
However with him on the scene everything changed.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suwfJMiXauU

He unshackled his reiatsu, alerting both friends and enemies to his presence.
All of the Quincy quickly aimed at him and began firing while he blocked most of the shots with Nejibana.
Slowly but steadily he walked up to the Quincy while twirling his weapon around and in order to stop the enemy from retreating he quickly erected a wall of water behind them.

But as he got closer and closer the enemies attacks became harder and harder to deflect.
"KEEP IT UP!"
One of them screamed as he tossed out a ginto which quickly turned into a silvery straight jacket that restrained the Arrancar before them.

Quincy cheers could be heard from quite far away as they began celebrating the fact that they took out a dangerous target.
...
At least until each of them got their brains splattered all over the ground by a Cero.

Because as they shifted their focus on Aaroniero the Exequias was free to move about as they pleased and with Aaronieros wall of water being made out of reishi it served as the perfect camouflage for the ambitious soldiers.
From behind the obscuring veil of liquid they each fired off a powerful enough shot that could overwhelm the rudimentary Blut of the Soldat.
As for those that still managed to survive somehow...

They were easy pickings as they attempted to crawl away from the grizzly scene.
With their throats slit or torn out by hollow fangs they had almost no chance for survival as Soul Suicide quickly set in.

But as the executions were finished a soldier made his way to the still bound Aaroniero.
Raising his Zanpakuto the Arrancar cut open his seal and lent him a hand.

"Thank you Sir!
You saved out hides."

"Don't mention it."
He dusts himself off.
"After all... you already repaid the favor."
Then he looked at the disintegrating corpses and frowned.
"No hostages, huh?"

"N-no sir...
A few got away. Slipped into the shadows.
The rest either died fighting or..."

"What's wrong?"

"Cyanide Sir..."

Aaroniero pats him on the back.
"It's not your fault.
That's what you can expect from zealots.
Still...
I want you to inform all other units about this.
Tell them it might be... complicated to take hostages."

OMAKE #2: THE END

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Omake #3: How it could've been

You are rushing through the streets of the Seireitei with your stolen Zanpakuto in hand and a specially crafted gigai around you.
Up until now you either got lost or took a wrong turn approximately 37 times and it doesn't look like that number is going to stop increasing anytime soon.

"I swear if I find ONE MORE dead end I'm gonna-"
You curse by your lonesome but you quickly get a grip on yourself.
"Focus Kaizar... focus.
It doesn't matter that the shinigami are incompetent at constructions...
Just focus."

With your mind steeled again you keep running through the place.
But in that split second where your attention was somewhere else you turned around a corner and collided with something head first.

"Ow ow ow!"
You clutch your head.
This meat suit being directly wired to your nerve center has its downsides sometimes.
However as you look up at what you just ran into you let out a loud gasp.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tm9CWguXl98

A familiar image.
Black strands of hair being gently caressed by the wind.
A pair of blue eyes like twin lakes putting your mind to rest.
And the smell. Oh god that maddening scent.
Just the faintest hint of Edelweiβ and yet it's enough to cause a thousand once happy but now painful memories to resurface.

Memories you thought you buried a long time ago. Or wished.

Then... you hear it.
Her voice. Like the sound of a cherished childhood relic, now strangely unfamiliar.

She hisses as she inhales air through her teeth.
"Ah... that hurt..."
She looks up at you.
"Hey! Be more care-"
But her voice gives out. Perhaps it's a delayed reaction.
Or simply it took her this long to fully perceive you.

Her face... You could never forget her face.
And even now as it's distorted by the shock of realization it's still as beautiful as ever.
In her eyes you can see her mind racing. Perhaps she's thinking how this isn't possible or why you are here or maybe she's trying to recall the sentence you said five seconds ago, to see if it truly is your voice.

Her lips tremble at first, unable to produce a voice.
And just as she's about to speak up now that her thoughts at least a bit less clouded they are shut tight.
"Krie-"

You leaned in and gave her a kiss.
At first it was just pure lust that drove you, like a man that starved for years and now he saw food for the first time.
But as you feel her skin against yours as your lips connect and as you entwine your fingers with hers something changes.
Her moans of surprise calm the raging beast inside.

The hunger is gone and you feel at peace.
You calm down and now it's merely a kiss of mutual affection.

Tears begin to run down your face just before she pulls free of you.
She appears to be calm and collected at first but as the first word escapes her mouth tears begin rolling down her cheeks.

"S-Siegfried!"

I like the fact kazier's ability just pretty much shuts down lots f the top Quincy abilities but is also healing some of the damage they do, combine that with the army arrancar and the fact that each one is pretty fucking dangerous on their own, the Quincy are in for one heck of a war. mean how long can they just keep casually throwing away soldiers before the actually run out,cause that's their main strategy really,send in tons of shock troops and a few heavy hitters.

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Years later:

The sun is hurting your eyes.
That's about the only thing that you can think of right now.
Not because it's a particularly hot season or because there is an insterstellar heatwave going on.
No...
You are thinking about that because you feel like a nervous wreck at the moment and you NEED something to occupy your mind.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpUXpVa6y7w

"You were late!"
A voice calls out to you.

Slowly you shift your eyes at the small figure in a black shihakusho as she's pouting at you.
"S-Sorry!"
You try to apologize to her.

"Oh well... guess it can't be helped.
Come. This way!"

She runs ahead of you without much care in the world and you follow her.
"Where are you taking me?"

"Just trust me!"

As she hurries ahead you lose track of her for only a moment and then she's gone.
This place, a small hill hidden just behind Sokyoku Hill, was specifically chosen by her for this occasion.
You don't know what's about this place but it's quite relaxing with all the greenery around.

Once you make your way to a clearing an unobstructed view of the Court of Pure souls unfolds before you.
After appreciating the view for a moment you look around for Rike and find her sitting on the ground with a picnic basket next to her.
With her waving in your direction you don't have much of a choice but follow her.

"Nice view, huh?
I always liked coming here.
It felt so... peaceful. Even when the rest of the place was a mess.
I don't know. The air is just so fresh and the view! Oh to die for!"

"Uh-huh. It's pretty nice."

"HAH! That's about what I expected from you!"

She lets out a laugh and then begins rummaging around in her basket.
From out of nowhere she tosses you a can with a surprising amount of force.
You barely have enough time to react to this but she already cracked open a cold one and began chugging it.

With the loud hiss of the can and her quick gasp after drinking some of the beer she speaks up.
"Man I missed this!
Do you have any idea how hard it is to get actual good beer around here?"
She let out a loud burp and patted her stomach hard.
"Hahaha!"

"Heh..."

"What's so funny?"
She asks.

"Nothing.
I... I just can't believe how stupid I was."
You pause for a moment and she quickly cocks her head to the side in surprise.
"I was as nervous as a kid in high school asking out a girl.
But now...
I see how stupid that was.
You haven't changed at all Rike."

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5uS0Um9YzA

She clutches her hand around the can.
"Please don't say that...
It's been so long Siegfried. So many years.
And we've both been through so much and changed because of it...
That's why I wanted this. To have a new first date.
So we can get to know each other once more and... maybe..."
She begins muttering.
"If things work out... If you still-"

But you don't let her finish and quickly snap open your can of beer and send the whole thing down in one go.
Then without any warning you decided to go in and steal a kiss from her,
Once you part ways she has this to say.

"Heh... guess you weren't the only one who was a nervous wreck about this."

You then let out a loud burp.
"Oh sorry. What did you say again?
I had to keep this monster down up until now and just HAD to release it."

She closes her eyes and chuckles to herself.
"You slimy bastard."

"The one and only."

"So... do you... want this?"

Withouth any hesitation you grab hold of her hands.
"Rike.
I never wanted anything else in my life.
W-When I lost you that was the end for me.
If there is a possibility to be with you again then I'd gladly pay any price!"

"Heh... well you might have to fight Takeshi for it.
He might have a few objections."

"Actually I was thinking about taking him for fishing.
You know... for bonding."

"Yeah! Because nothing brings father and son closer than being bored out of your skull for hours without accomplishing anything!"

"You know it!"
Then you pause.
"Hey look... the sun is setting already...
I uh... really should go or else the shinigami might start to bitch-"

But Rike plants her hand firmly on yours.
"How about we just watch it instead?
The sunset is beautiful from here."

You close your eyes and for a moment feel true happiness.
"Yeah... let's."

And so it happened that you watched the sunset and cuddled together without giving a damn about the world.
For an entire day it was just Her and You.
And there was no god in this universe that could change that.

Omake #3: THE END

Also...

While the last omake might be the equivalent of a wet fart compared to these 2 you could help me a bit by giving your input.

So... who do you want to bully Takeshi?

>>1883861
Hanataro, the only person who could say pretty much anything and no one would get mad at. Accidental bullying.

Or Shunsui/Ukitake.

I don't know mang, most characters aren't really the bullying type in Bleach. Yoruichi is the very obvious choice, though. Or Rangiku.

>>1883889
Hmmmmm.... you may have helped me out more than you realize.

But it's not actual bullying just simple teasing

Thanks sempai

>>1883743
Considering silbern's size, I don't know if they'll run out of mooks anytime soon

Ugh... I'm back and working on the last omake.

But I might not be able to finish it today as I might have caught a slight cold.
My throat hurts like I just deepthroated a cactus and my nose won't stop running.

Welp... just the excuse I needed for a triple shot of rum

Omake #4: The problem child

Sometime before the Thousand Year Bloodwar:

"Phew... done!"
Takeshi sighed with relief as he set aside the final stack of paper that was on his table.
He leans back on his chair and cracks his knuckles as he stretches his back.
"Finally.
Now... if I go to the training grounds in a minute I'll have about an hour for zanjutsu training...
Better than nothing I guess."

He says so but he doesn't actually follow through his plan.
Instead his mind is occupied by random thoughts as he feels his mental exhaustion finally setting in.
Looking back at the massive pile of papers on the desk he wonders how he got in this position.

Normally not much is expected of a fourth seat of a division.
Sure, there are some expectancies like needing to be sufficiently strong but that level is so insignificant when compared to the ridiculous jump that separates a third seat and a lieutenant or a lieutenant and a captain that anything below those two ranks hardly even matters.
But with his mother being the third seat, an actually important position in the day to day functions of a squad, he gets to do all her paperwork.

"If only mother could read and write well...
Maybe then I'd have more time to train."

The words escape his mouth with a certain amount of weight to them.
Not that he's complaining though. In truth he strangely enough enjoys pushing papers around.
Being granted insight to the inner workings of his new division means that he can get used to it quicker.
And as an added bonus it can be considered "training" for higher positions as third seats and above are required to handle such matters regularly.
His only gripe is that he can't exercise properly because of this.

And he's in desperate need of it.

Due to his young age his fellows always looked at him funny.
He was called many things. A mommas boy, an ass kisser and other such things.
But in his old squad that wasn't such a big issue as those people actually witnessed him climbing through the ranks with hard work and diligence... but here?
Now almost all people below him in rank accuse him of being a subject of nepotism, being given his high position only because of his ties to the new Captain and the Third seat of the division.

He sighs as he finally gets back on his feet and grabs hold of his Zanpakuto.
"Well... better get too it then."

Little did he know that his plans were about to be absolutely ruined once more.
In 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

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A chirpy noise comes bursting through the window to the office.

"HEY TAKI!"

Takeshi gets so surprised that he accidentally let go of his zanpakuto.
As his weapon fell to the ground he quickly tried to grab hold of it but he missed and ended up tossing it around in the air about four times before it unavoidably landed before him.

Grasping his chest from that small fit of panic he turned around.
"LIEUTENANT KUSAJISHI!"
He snapped at the little, pink haired girl who crawled in through the window.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

She hopped onto the table and produced a thick stack of papers from god only knows where.
"Hey, hey! Taki!
Ken-chan gave me these to sort out.
But I couldn't so I thought I'd bring it to you instead!"

Takeshi leaned in close at the papers and saw several doodles adorning the pages, all drawn with crayons.
He face palmed himself at the outrageous sight.
"N-Not again..."
Quickly he recollects himself and shakes off his initial confusion.
"I'm sorry Lieutenant but I don't have the time right now.
I need to go training."

Yachiru pauses and starts thinking.
"Okay! I'll just follow you then until you do it!"

"Wai- WHAT?!"

Without any further warnings Lieutenant Kusajishi jumps on Takeshis back and clings onto him hard.
At this the young boy can't help but gasp hard.
"L-Let go!"

"Nope! Not until you help me!"

"F-Fine!"
Takeshi steels himself and picks up his Zanpakuto while Yachiru is still riding his shoulders.

"WHEEEEE!"

As he waddled over to the training area with the tiny lieutenant practically glued to him he earned the curious gaze of many of his comrades.
But on the way there Yachiru actually made things worse as she started talking.

"Hey, hey! Is it actually true?"

"Ugh...
What is?"

"That you are that Kaizars kid!"

*sigh*
"For the hundredth time, yes. Yes I am."

"Then... how come you aren't as strong as him?
You resemble him every other way."

Takeshi let out a loud growl at that.

>>1886437
Oh no, she's found a new perch.

>>1886437
Spooky you absolute madman. Glorious.

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But upon his arrival at the training grounds he found them strangely deserted.

"Huh?
Where is everyone?"
He asked and Yachiru was quick to answer.

"I don't know! Let's find out!"

However before Takeshi could shut her down that he wasn't addressing her a third voice spoke up.
"Actually, I believe I can help you with that."

The two shinigami now looked around instinctively but neither of them could find the source of the mysterious voice.
That is until a black cat strolled out in front of them.
"Down here."
It called out to them.

Takeshi was obviously befuddled by this but before he could react Yachiru quickly abandoned him.
"A kitty!"
The little pink haired girl went up to Yoruichi and began stroking her back as she laughed innocently.

"A... A talking cat?"

"Mmmyes. Don't be too worried now.
And yes, before you even ask, I was the one that emptied the courtyard.
I thought you could use some privacy."

"Okay I'm gonna have to stop you right now!
First a talking cat?! And second, you emptied this place? How."

As Yachiru kept caressing Yoruichi her feline body let out a purr.
"Well if you really want to go into detail is it really that strange to find a talking animal?
After all your formal captain-"

"Greeeat... it just dawned on me that Captain Kommamura is a dog...
Thank you."

"You are quite welcome.
As for the others, well it was easy.
A certain bar is handing out free drinks right now.
Courtesy of me of course."

"And you are?"

"Hmmm... call me..."

"If you are related to my father I swear-"

"Actually we more like... reluctant enemies than anything else.
But it's true that I'm interested in you because of your relation to him.
However it is still You I'm curious about.
And since Kusajishi here seems to have picked just the perfect time to disturb you I decided to do you a little favor.
In turn all I ask is that I get to watch you practice."

"...
That's it?"

"Yes. That is it.
Nothing else."

Takeshi takes a deep breath as he weighs his options.
"Then I graciously accept."
He bows before the cat and he quickly begins to undress.

"Oh my...
You know I was going to make a job about you needing to do it naked but I see you beat me to it."
The cat then looks over Takeshis lanky but quite muscular body.
"Hmmmm... not bad."
She whispers to herself softly.
"Those genes are REALLY putting in the work!"

"Shut up!"
He snaps at the cat.
"My captain always works out without a shirt on!
If it works for him then it's good for me!"

Yoruichi then laughs out loud at that.
"Hate to break it to you kid but he does that because it's a fire hazard!
Admit it you just like being watched!"

"S-SHUT UP!"

>>1886502
>Nel gets cockblocked by Shota son

my sides.

>>1886506
Hey.
The little tyke has to be at least 60 by now.

Now blushing with embarrassment the boy began practicing his Zanjutsu skills.
It was nothing fancy nor eye-catching.
Instead he simply went over some of the basic Zanjutsu sequences.

Even though the shinigami are primarily trained to take on hollows they are trained in all aspects of sword fighting.
And Takeshi does just that.
He hits each area of the training dummy with the standard moves as warm up.
The torso, left arm, left leg, left side. A transition to the back followed by another spin to the right.
Finally once he finishes up he ends by turning his back against his "opponent" and driving the sword through the targets head.

"Not bad."
Yoruichi muses.
"If you are satisfied with a passing grade that is..."

That one hit a nerve.
"Oh yeah?"
He raises his sword and calls out its name.
"GUARD! Hachibi Ryu!"

As the Zanpakuto began to change Takeshi quickly swung it downward, straight at the training dummy.
A great pillar of dust and debris got sent into the air as the sword hit its mark with explosive force.
Once the air cleared up the Zanpakuto was revealed and Yoruichi would've whistled if she was capable of that as a cat.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hHTgqLwx81c

Where the training dummy once stood was now but a crater and in the middle of the hole was it.
A massive sword that bore an uncanny resemblance to a Zweihander with the only notable exceptions were the 8 wave like patterns on the blade that made it look just a bit like a Flamberge.

"Most impressive."
Yoruichi looked at the boy who has worked up quite a sweat from the exertion.
"Tell me... how did you muster so much force behind that thing?"

Takeshi swung the blade over his shoulder with obvious difficulty.
"I didn't.
I just let it drop to the ground.
Anything that isn't me gets attracted to the blade like a magnet.
It's meant to be used for defense mostly but when I drop it like this the weight and speed combined make it do this."

"I see... my that thing must be durable then if it's that heavy even for you."

"I don't know about that.
The only real trial it had was when Captain Kommamura trained me for a bit.
All I know is that it can stop Tenken without much trouble but aside that... I don't know."

>>1886627
That is probably the single scariest thing you could possibly throw at someone. If you could throw it, anyway.

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But just as he finished his sentence a pair of footsteps could be heard quickly getting closer.
"IS ANYONE INJURED?
...
KYAA!"
A new female voice spoke up and then screamed as soon as she saw the half naked Takeshi.

"L-Lieutenant Kotetsu?!
WHY ARE YOU HERE?"
He spoke as he tried to cover himself with his arm.

"Y-Y-Y-You missed your appointment but...
PLEASE PUT ON A SHIRT!"

As Takeshi quickly looked around the place for his missing Haori he found no trace of it.
Eventually a masculine voice called out to him.
"I'll be taking this.
Consider it... payback for getting dust on my fur."

"Y-YOU!
GOD DAMN CAT!"

Yoruichi could barely contain her laughter as she left the scene.
With her out of the picture Takeshi was left with Lieutenant Kusajishi who kept trying to make him do paperwork for her while Isane was busy begging him to get properly dressed.
And just like that whatever plans he had for the day were shattered by the one thing he can not handle: Women

Omake #4: THE END

>>1886642
kek. Poor Boyo, needs to hang out with chicks more to immunize himself. Can't wait for him to realize the cat is not a man.