The mechanic and the break stuff guy (inv,nd)

Yorishou was half way through leaning backwards when the air was rent with the night shattering scream. He sat forwards, his stomach wrenching with the sudden change in direction, muscles pulling him back to his watching position. His shinigami senses kicked in, female, young, close by. Strange he did not sense the hollows signature until now. Unless of course it was not a hollow, and simply a human murder, when you live in a world of manly monster and monstrous men, you come to overestimate everything you see and hear. He waited for a second, catching a noise on his ears, relying on sound to pin point the source, tilting his head back towards the café, the music loud enough to block out any sounds of struggle. However the sounds of loud footsteps on a wet pavement echoed up to him. And the man sprinting down the alleyway was a sure sign indicator, either that he was being chased, or was chasing something.

As a shinigami, he was concerned. As Yorishou, he was intrigued.

Placing both hands flat on the edge, he slid off the roof, his kimono bellowing up behind him as he fell. The rain drops fell aside him, the ground rushing up, he adjusted his sword to stop it hitting the floor. Landing on both feet and started walking without breaking stride, as if it were a sidewalk he stepped off of. He made his way quickly down the alleyway after the man, keeping to the shadows and repressing his reiatsu as much as he could muster. The music was louder around the back, vents sending almost concentrated beams of it through his skull, the rain distorted his view, however he was not wet, the water disappearing as soon as it hit him. It was both a curse and a blessing.

He slowed to a stop as he saw the man had, either way, this was going to end badly, but he could not yet sense the beast, so he needed bait. Sorry guy. Yorishou did his jumping act up onto the roof of the café, allowing him a side view down the alleyway to the man, able to jump across should the hollow attack. He stayed low, keeping a steady distance, if the man was spiritual then he should not be able to sense him at this range, especially with his reiatsu pulled taut. But only time would tell who was really the bait here. If the man was spiritual then he hoped the man had better sensing powers than him, for the womans sake, but if not...Then he would have to search the old fashioned way.

Show is over. A man with a curiosity is one thing, but a man on his deadbed is something Yorishou had to intervene in, even if the man could handle himself. His shinigami oath was not to stand by and watch people fight their own battles. Both the man and the woman he now protected were in his town, and under his protection. He stepped off of the roof, landing this time in a crouch as he noticed what was actually happening. A shadow had loomed up behind the man, the hollow signature became very apparent. Definitely something to be messed with, around ML rank. Yorishou could not sense well enough to determine an exact power level, but if this human was like the other humans he had seen with powers, help would be needed.

Deciding to see how the man reacts to the hollow behind him, if he could handle himself then Yorishou would need to get the woman safely out of the way before he can fight. His abilities tend to break stuff, and broken stuff does not make for a good reputation if a human gets caught up in it. He neared the area, ready to make a dart for her as soon as he made himself competent, if he was not then he was close enough for a step or two to defend the man. The beast was taller than him, and so a clean strike should be enough to at least make it retreat. He shrugged off his kimono, it fell into the muddy puddles around his feet and immediately soaked it up, becoming filthy. It annoyed Yorishou to see his clothes like that but he knew as soon as he put it back on, the water and mud would fall off. Which made him feel better.

Crap. Crap crappidy crapperino mc crapperkins. That did not go as he expected at all, before he had realised what had happened, the man was injured and the hollow was gone. Time to step in. A little late but...meh. He stepped into the small clearing, directly to the side of the man, his hand on the mans shoulder to stop him from spinning the fire towards him. Being set on fire was not on his to do list today.

"Peace hombre, I came to greet you, not eat you. Said the cannibal to the missionary." He lessened his grip but did not fully let go, leaving his right hand resting there. If the hollow came back then this position would allow him to throw the man or protect him if needed. "You got  decent scratch there, lets see if we cannot return the favour". His left hand clicked out his sword an inch with the thumb, Letting his reiatsu burst out, that should draw the hollow back, the mans light removed the shadows. Which was both a help and a hindrance as it stopped a sneak attack but meant the hollow would be dissuaded from attacking.

A juicy shinigami steak should entice it. The woman the man had tried to save was still by the bin, there was no point moving her now. She could not see him and there was no point freaking her out more, better to deal with the situation then let the man deal with it. "Comon you ugly bastard, where are you?"

Yorishou was not sure who this hollow thought he was fooling with the shadow puppet act. It could hide for as long as he liked, but as long as the guy had his fir-shit. He stepped to the side as a pillar of fire came through the hollow. He doubted the man on the other side even realised he nearly barbequed Yorishous face off. This was useful to know however, walking through the hollow to the other side. If the hollow was to solidify he would have a shinigami inside of him able to smash his way out. If not then he appears on the other side and turns with his back to the man and the hollow in front.

"Get her out of here, this thing is not going down easy" He fully drew his sword above him, and walked backwards as the hollow went. Sincerely hoping this was actually the hollow in shadow form and not a shadow clone. He could sense the reiatsu from it. But it seemed attacks would not harm it in this form. That meant, with a pinch of luck, that it could not harm them in this form as well. And that it requires a shadow to create itself from.

He did some fast tactical thinking, and came to the simple conclusion that they needed to make it think they did not see it coming, Meaning they needed to use themselves as bait, know where it was coming from, and then use that to their advantages. Somehow. All he had was trick it into thinking it had the element of surprise. Aha. If they could get the hollow to come out solid. Then the man could remove the shadows and stop it retreating. A solid hollow, was a hollow he could hit. This was plan 1. Trying his best to whisper that idea to the man as they went towards the woman without the hollow hearing.

The beast seemed to have no distinctive shape, the shadows writhing under its mass. He was not sure if that simply was his form or it did not matter to hold his shape in that form, being of shadow seemed like a hard technique to pull off. It was also terribly unsporting.

"GO, GO" behind him made his eyes dart backwards quickly to see what was happening, just in time to see the woman hobbling away from the alley. She had not figure out to remove the other shoe but in her emotional state he was not surprised. Its not every day you get attacked by an invisible monster, or a monster at all. An interesting thought occurred to him, maybe this hollow was how humans see hollows, just a random shadow they cannot quite se-he had looked back. The hollow was gone.

A wrenching noise behind him as the man had torn a ball out of the concrete ground. The reiatsu in the air that he finally realised was not the hollow, it was the man. Fullbringer. Or vasto. But from the way the hollow hit him before, he was guessing fullbringer. This was nothing new, usually he would do a picky to see if the fullbringer was worth taking out or not. But this one, as many others before, seemed content to work with the town instead of against it. This was convenient.

"I don't know, he scarpered when you told her to run. Must have moved into the left wall" His eyes darting from either side. "It could be anywhere, my combat is more physical. There is only so much I can do here, its sad to confess." He was not actually sad, just felt a little bored. A hollow he could not hit meant the waiting game, and he was oh so bored of it.

Yorishou shielded his eyes as the fire from the mans hand flared, approaching the area he struck when the boulder had settled. Nudging it with his foot he tilted his head in thinking. If a stream of fire and a boulder could not stop this thing then what hope did his sword have, this was a matter for a kidou user. Or at least someone with light manipulation powers. Maybe someone with strong enough ones could destroy the shadow under extreme brightness. Or something. He knew less than little about kidou, so was not entirely sure if that was possible, it was a whole different power set, a whole new world.

A grunt from behind warned him of the weakened state that throw must have set upon him. His eyes drifted over to the man, scanning the walls as he did so, little know that was completely unnecessary. Landing upon the man, he saw as the hollow emerged from the wall. "Behind you, fall forwards!" He stepped over, his sword transforming into a hammer as he did so and aiming the blow at the hollows face. It arced through the air with a slight whistling noise, if the man had fell forwards or otherwise moved  then it should sail over his head. If still in the way then he would step behind the hollow and hit it from that side instead. If the hammer hit, the curved blow would knock the hollow out of the wall or tear it at the waist.

Turning to the man quickly, "Do you have anything left? If not then I recommend you retreat, your help has been appreciated but I cannot protect you and fight an enemy I cannot hit."