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Post by THEOCELESE on Aug 29, 2018 0:15:14 GMT
Theocelese stood there. Fury enveloped his entire being, but with the mental safeguards metastisized within the meat of his brain, the former Espada did not rush to attack. Sophia lingered, as did Solinex. Their voices--their talents alone, how they made him happy, how they kept the raging inferno that was the very essence of his soul contained and calm, left the man unwilling to give into his lesser, base instincts. Instead...he remained standing there. After a few minutes, he could help but to reach under the masking visage of his plumed helmet to scratch along his bearded chin. "...Boy..." Okay, he couldn't help but to just sound angry, as the waiting was indeed infuriating. "We are not fighting, boy. Relinquish this....petty stance and show me the results of your evolution and power." Now, Theocelese lifted the black piece of head gear and tossed it off to the side. He then began walking towards Fuyuki, taking a knee in front of the other Arrancar.
Surprisingly...Theocelese smiled. He took Fuyuki's hand in his own, raising it to rest on his left shoulder, while the gesture was reciprocated. "I may be the last of a dying breed but...I consider releasing my the true nature of my being to others as something akin to honour. It may not get pretty for that other person but...we are not here to trade blows. Son of my son, I have revealed to you what I am. I expect the same of you...and once you've shown me this second form of yours, I may feel obliged to reciprocate. Do you understand?" Beyond the nearly demonic, double-toned voice, there was nothing terrifying about Theocelese. He showed no intention of following through with any cheap blows and even then, Fuyuki knew the man to never initiate a fight in such a manner.
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Post by Fuyuki Kiyoshi on Aug 30, 2018 0:40:19 GMT
He nodded to the man as he kneeled before him. Fuyuki had managed to misunderstand the situation he was in but was relieved when it was explained. “Sorry, I got the wrong idea. I can show you it though I don’t think it is anything special.” He took a few steps back from the man before mumbling a few more words. His body unleashed a torrent of energy now as he transformed into his secondary form that so few had managed to obtain.
Fuyuki’s body morphed with ice plating covering his shoulders, legs, and torso. He was still flexible enough to move around with this as it seemed to be purely aesthetics from a practicality standpoint. “See, in this form I hardly change.” He walked back over to his mentor as each step left a bit of frost behind. “I suppose it does help provide me with a good defense.” He did note that the ice on his body was more durable than it seemed. Of course, it wasn’t going to be enough to help defend against a blow from someone at an equal footing. “So, what do you think?” He asked looking for an opinion of his new found powers.
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Post by THEOCELESE on Sept 1, 2018 21:06:21 GMT
"I think it's...terrifying." Theocelese mused at the notion of all the ice. He'd known the cold to be something the boy was one with, just as the man himself was one with the darkness. "In due time...we will clash and I hope you prove my initial thoughts wrong." He didn't need to say what those were. Theocelese mentioned before the uneasiness of seeing Fuyuki in combat, someone who appeared so young was not going to hold over well. What if the worst happened? He didn't want to go over that explaination again, but for the time being, he was content. He wanted to see this secondary release the boy mentioned, to see if anyone other than himself, and Ulqiorra were the only ones to acquire such power.
His hands unbraided a thick bundle of hair on the side of his hair, the charms and trinkets coming undone as the strands of hair became loose. They were set on the sand as the Arrancar rose both hands to the left side of Fuyuki's face. There was just enough of the boy's own hair to work with to make a braid for him, and in the couple minutes or so it took him, all that left his person went to the boy's. "There we go..." He said, rising to his feet once again.
"Thank you for showing me, Fuyuki. That will be all, as we have one last respect to pay to your father." With these words, Theocelese's form returned to normal, his shield strapped to his arm. He tapped open the rift between the worlds, the portal leading to Mount Olympus. There would be no fighting today, and not for many days afterward, as was Theocelese's traditions. "Come, boy. In the following days we will mourn together a life lost, and we will celebrate that life as well."
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Post by Fuyuki Kiyoshi on Sept 3, 2018 17:00:14 GMT
Fuyuki dropped his segunda, wanting to return to normal, his eyes looking at Theo. He was curious as to what would happen between the two of them when they would clash. In his heart he did not wish to fight him though. He’d lay down his life to assist Theocelese in any goal instead. He waited patiently as he felt each braid and adjustment of his person. It warmed his heart to feel the compassion and care that came out of the man. It reminded him of the good days and how things were a tad better.
“Alright, thank you Pops.” He smiled while following the man into the portal. He was right, it was time to mourn but also to celebrate. Solinex, the crazy guy that he was would have wanted them to celebrate the memories. Fuyuki knew the perfect way too. He would put on a show for them something that they had been working on together for some time. “Whenever we get to this place I gotta show you something that we were working on.” These were the last words he spoke as they traveled to the other area. Once again leaving behind their sandy home for the time being.
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