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Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on Oct 11, 2018 23:15:21 GMT
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Nessa was on duty. Karakura town, as the site of the previous Wandenreich attack, was an area of extreme high alert, and as such, they were willing to send upper-echelon shinigami such as herself here to guard it. Of course, it could have been that she had merely been given this duty in an attempt to fob off the hard or boring work onto some kind of fodder like herself. She had already murdered several hollows with her zanpakuto, and was enjoying using it as a sword. It had been a good long while since she had got to fight with a sword instead of the bulky gauntlets of her shikai, and Nessa was rather enjoying it.
It also meant that she didn't always have to immediately pull out all of the stops in a fight, and could work her way up. Especially now that she had complete control over her mask, and the additional power she had squashed out of her inner hollow, she had a gradient of force that she could exert when the situation called for it.
She leapt lazily from the rooftop upon which she was stood to the next, casually texting in her kills on the denreishinki as the moon levelled its ruddy gaze at her from a hazy sky. She half hoped something interesting would happen, as mulching hollows was rapidly losing its appeal. Having said that, she knew it was wise to be careful what she wished for, as an attack from the quincy was not a preferable alternative.
Staking out areas was fun. Especially after certain activities would cause an unusual increase in Hollow activity for a short time. She'd taken some time out of her otherwise free schedule to investigate. Through luck she found a hollow capable of using energy attacks and dispatched it through the use of its own abilities. Kara's smile twisted with a distorted sense of joy when the confused beast couldn't figure out why it received damages from its own attacks. The Mod Soul followed up on the weakened and distracted hollow with a pipeline stab right between the monster's eyes. With the hollow properly killed, Kara placed her hands upon its lifeless form, energy flowing through it before the Mod Soul seemingly kissed the beast, condensing its essence into a form she could consume. "Yay! Now I don't have to be hungry for a while!" Kara announced to herself, looking towards the sky as she sat down. Pulling out a bag of candied yams, Kara began plopping them into her mouth one at a time. Her hollow starved hunger was gone now but she still enjoyed regular foods whenever she got the chance to.
Kara nearly choked on a candied yam as someone, or some thing, passed over the rooftops above. It hadn't looked nor had it felt hollow in origin. In fact from the glimpse she'd taken in, she could have sworn it was humanoid. Possibly Shinigami? Kara hadn't seen much in the way of normal humans jumping from rooftop to rooftop... so probably Shinigami...
Nope! If it was Shinigami then Kara definitely didn't want anything to do with it if she could help it. Maybe if it were friendly enough to leave her alone then sure but she wasn't ready to take such a chance. Trying the door she found it to be unlocked and dipped into the apparently derelict building, Shutting the door behind her with an audible slam. Climbing a flight of stairs, Kara found a level with windows and looked out. While she could see plenty of shapes and buildings under the light of the moon, she couldn't see or sense whatever it was she'd seen earlier back in the alley. Kara turned her back to the adjacent wall and slid down, pulling her plush from her belt. "Someday I won't be afraid of them... maybe? What do you think?" Kara tilted her head to the side, watching the plush's own head lull back, adjusting her fingers to bring its head rolling to face her properly again. In over a hundred years she hadn't bothered to try and get friendly with Shinigami. She saw no reason to do so. She didn't hate them per-say, she mostly just avoided them out of habitual necessity. "Maybe it was a friendly Reaper...?" Still the doll didn't respond. Which was fine, it would be very odd if her secondary vessel started talking to her when she still occupied the primary vessel... Kara dared another peak. This time through a different window. Whatever it had been seemed to have moved on... That or it was so strong and hiding its presence that she couldn't accurately detect it... Kara greatly hoped it was the former and that it'd moved along on its way out of the area.
Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on Oct 18, 2018 15:19:08 GMT
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As Nessa landed, she sensed the being. Since she had sealed her zanpakuto away, Vanessa's ability to sense reiatsu had skyrocketed, and she could suppress her own enormous spiritual pressure with very little issue. More than simply sensing the being, Nessa was able to roll back her artificial eye in her skull, and see exactly the appearance of the Modified Soul through the back of her own head, and the floor, and walls that separated them. Nessa could see her handling a plush. So she'd sensed Nessa and she was thinking about escaping, eh? Nessa was under strict orders to bring Kaizo Konpaku in to the Seireitei where they'd either be given the option to fight for the Soul Reapers or be destroyed. Nessa wanted to get the drop on the little modsoul and so she quickly cast Bakudo #26 with no incantation, quietly so as to remain undetected.
She leapt back, using her stealth corps training to ensure she was utterly silent, and clambered in through one of the broken windows that had been left as an empty frame by time and wear. It was at that point that Nessa chose to apply her reiatsu. Not much of it. It didn't take a huge pulse to keep this little mouse pinned down and if she pushed too hard she'd surely kill it.
"Hello little modsoul. We're up awfully late, aren't we?" Nessa asked, a wicked grin forming on her face. Oh ho ho this was going to be fun. The modsoul would be bound to the spot but still able to speak as normal as Nessa approached her, not even bothering to draw her zanpakuto from its place at her waist. "I'm sorry but... I'm not particularly friendly." Nessa sniffed, flexing her reiatsu slightly.
{Spoiler}Name: Reiatsu Suppression Class: Reiatsu Control Tier: II Type: Binding Range: 50m with no fall off Description: The power to manifest your reiatsu pressure around you, forcing your enemies to their knees with your substantial reiatsu, and even rendering them unconscious with enough advantages. This ability can also be used defensively to ward off an opponent's version of the ability.
She saw the person first, entering through one of several long broken windows. Kara immediately recognized it as the one who'd flown overhead just moments before while she'd been in the alleyway. So it was a Shinigami then!? And with no other reason to enter the same dilapidated building, this one clearly didn't want to leave her alone. Standing up to make a run for it, Kara felt her entire being become heavy. Far too heavy to run, or even move for that matter. Her vessel hit the floor with a clamorous thud, hand releasing its hold on the plush and sending it skittering across the dusty floor. The spiritual pressure hit the Mod Soul harder than she could have imagined. It felt overwhelming to her. No Shinigami, not even the ones that'd pursued her during the massacres had felt this strong before. Such reapers felt like fodder by comparison to the overpowering presence of the one which now stood over her.
"Let... Me... Go...!" Kara struggled, pushing the words out one at a time while trying to get an edge on her position, at least enough to properly view this person who was suppressing the ability to move her own body. A wave of dread washed over the Mod Soul upon taking in the individual's appearance. Yep it was a reaper. And quite a nasty one at that, judging by the tones of her voice. Taking her eyes away from the reaper, Kara's eyes widened. "... My candy... I won't let... you... have it..." Kara protested, noticing her bag of candied yams now lay at the reaper's feet. She must have kicked it when she'd gotten up in her attempt to escape. Forget whatever the reaper was trying to do to her. That bag contained her food and she wasn't interested in sharing it.
Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on Nov 4, 2018 22:25:30 GMT
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Nessa smirked at the struggling modified soul. What a snotty little brat. The pack of sweet potatoes had skidded to Nessa's feet and she picked the bag up, popping one into her mouth. It was obviously important to the modsoul if she had disregarded her own safety in favour of trying to tell Nessa she couldn't have it. It tasted... Pretty good. She chewed loudly and obnoxiously, to piss off the modsoul as much as she possibly could.
"I don't think you're going to be "letting" or "not letting" me do anything, honey." Nessa told her, eyes sensually half-closed. "You're fully aware that modsouls are subject to a destruction order, I take it?" she asked, popping another sweet into her mouth. She was still keeping the spiritual pressure applied just heavy enough to totally immobilize the modsoul but not enough that it would kill her. Nessa would prefer to do that herself, if it came to it. She looked down at Kara, awaiting her response. Nessa figured that no matter what happened, she would be bringing the modsoul back to Soul Society. The only question was how. Would she have to fish around in the gigai for her soul pill? The thought was something that amused Nessa greatly. She would also settle for total dismemberment.
"Ah...!" Kara watched helplessly as the Reaper picked up her bag of candied yams, pulled one out and then popped it into her mouth. "Those are mine...! Why are you eating them!?" She protested, still struggling against the Reaper's spiritual pressure. Just how strong was this reaper? Just her presence was keeping her glued to the floor like a piece of stuck on fly paper...
Kara went limp at the words the Soul Reaper spouted. So this was it then? She'd been caught and now she would be taken back to Soul Society where they planned to destroy her? What kind of pointless cruelty was this? Kara hadn't laid a hand on any Reapers since her initial escape a hundred years ago... Suddenly the food didn't seem to matter much anymore... "Why? Why do you want to destroy me? All I want is to live and... Eat foods..." Kara added to the end of her statement as she watched the Reaper pop another piece of the Mod Soul's food in her mouth. "I don't wanna go back. Not if I have to be destroyed. I'd rather live here where I don't have to be destroyed." Her whole reason for escaping was to survive. If the destruction order was still in effect even now after a hundred years had passed then there was no way Kara would want to go back. Was destruction really the only answer here?
She pushed again. Tried to move. It wasn't working... "Please don't kill me." It was less of a plea, and more of a request. Purposely Kara used the word kill instead of destroy this time. She was alive. She wasn't just some machine that could be turned off because her creators didn't want her anymore. She was a living, breathing, person... Well... Technically alive so long as she had a body her Soul Candy could inhabit... She had free will. By all rights she should at least have a say in the matter. "Isn't there another option?" Kara asked.
Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on Jan 27, 2019 12:47:30 GMT
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"Hmm." Nessa said, with an evil, sunny smile on her face. Was this horrible? Probably, but it was how everyone she'd seen before exercised power. And she had vowed then she was no different. She possessed her power now... So she would use it. Still eating the yams, despite not especially enjoying them any more she looked at the modsoul and pretended to way up her options. Did modsouls even feel pain? Torture was a little far but it might be entertaining to take its limbs off. But then it would be found by the humans and there'd be some big enquiry. She popped another sweet into her mouth. What to do, what to do.
"I mean you're a failed experiment. Your very existence is supposed to be ended. It's only the moral thing to do." Nessa told her pretentiously. "I mean maybe I could vouch for you if you were a good girl and behaved yourself but honestly you seem to be nothing but trouble at the moment. I don't think you want me to have to... Subdue you now, would you?" she smirked, an evil gleam in her eyes.
No matter how hard she struggled Kara just couldn't get her vessel to move. The only thing that seemed to be working was her mouth which she suspected was thanks to the selective choice of the reaper. Her food was being eaten, but being keen about food, Kara didn't fail to notice that the cruel reaper seemed to have lost her interest in the candied yams. "That's a lie! Kara is not a failure! I survived!" Survived through a history of thoughtlessly executed murders. Hundreds, thousands of her own kind... killed just because the reapers decided to end the experiments that birthed their existence and call them failures. Kara was one of the few modsouls lucky enough to have escaped that cruel and perpetual fate. She'd be damned if after a hundred years she'd just let herself be snuffed out of existence at the drop of some big-boss' hat...
The options were be destroyed or... behave? How was she not behaving? Kara hadn't killed anyone in quite a long time save for the occasional Hollow but that was to help with her perpetual hunger problem... And she'd done well to keep out of what this world seemed to consider trouble. But if behaving was all it took to not get destroyed then... "I'll behave, I promise..." Kara submitted, stopping her attempts to struggle free of the reaper's pressure and allowing her body to go completely lax. What else could she do in this situation? She couldn't get up, couldn't escape, and worse of all she couldn't enjoy her yams... Tears flowed down Kara's face and cheeks. Everything about this situation really sucked...
Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on Feb 6, 2019 22:31:31 GMT
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The primal feeling of exercising power over such a helpless creature, after so long of being utterly powerless herself, sent a surge of euphoria through Nessa's body. The weak should fear the strong, as Nessa had been afraid but was no longer. Or so she thought. Once the initial rush had worn off it became apparent that in fact this feeling of power, of dominance was ultimately born from fear. To be strong was to feel no fear and yet here she was, exercising her power in a completely dominant way over the weakest of creatures, who could barely move in her presence alone. She finished the yams, pouring them into her mouth in an effort to spite the helpless Kara, even while she reconsidered. The shinigami relented her reiatsu somewhat so that Kara would be able at least to stand, to walk around, if she wanted.
"The fact that you survived is a failure: our failure. You survived through mere chance, and quite possibly the SRDI's incompetence. You were never really even meant to exist in the first place. I have the discretion of whether or not to destroy you or bring you in. But if you want me to let you go you'll have to give me a good reason." she said, wondering what Kara would come up with. She had half a mind to just pull out her soul pill there and then, as she was feeling somewhat perturbed by her troubled thoughts.
Kara didn't fail to notice the change in the heavy atmosphere around her, lifting just enough to at least allow her some leeway if she chose to move. And move she did. The Modsoul hadn't exactly wanted to be laying on her stomach anyway. Pushing herself up to her hands and knees Kara looked up in time to observe the Reaper finishing off the bag of candied yams. "My food...!" Kara quietly pouted, staring disheartened at the empty bag that now lay before her. There was no point in standing up at this point, the sole purpose of which would have been to retrieve her food so she could eat it instead of the reaper consuming it all. "Kara doesn't understand... why is surviving a failure?" The modsoul asked, choosing to sit and stare up at the Shinigami rather than standing. Wasn't surviving supposed to be a success because it meant she hadn't died? "If I wasn't supposed to exist at all then why was I even created in the first place" Crossing her arms over her chest, Kara challenged the Reaper to answer, though she didn't expect one. Reapers never answered questions. All they ever cared about was following orders and executing plans. At least that's what Kara recalled from the time when she'd actually worked for them before the order to massacre the whole of modsoul kind had been issued..
Kara's face softened at the mention of possibly being let go but quickly hardened into a quizzical stare. Hadn't this reaper just said the only options available to her were to come back to Soul Society or be destroyed? She was sure of it... To just suddenly throw in a third option like that didn't make any sense.
"Mmm lemme think..." Kara rocked slowly back and forth for a short moment, bringing the index finger of her right hand up to her chin to think about her answer. "I've been good. And I think the humans like me too." It was a vague statement but Kara didn't feel like elaborating too much on the subject of details. Of course up until now she'd been good at keeping herself on the down low to avoid any Shinigami who might find her. As far as humans liking her, that amounted to the fact that they often saw fit to chase her off whenever she stole a product. Like the candied yams for example. Even a hundred years later she still didn't really understand why the humans relied so much on money or even cared whether or not she had any. "Oh! And I protect the city by hunting Hollows." Kara nodded. Yep she definitely hunted hollows but it was mostly to keep her own bizarre hunger in check. If Kara was being honest with herself then she more than likely wouldn't have bothered to go after hollows even during those times when she did happen to save human lives as a result of her hollow hunting endeavors.
"Are those reasons good enough?" Kara asked. Despite what the reaper might have been trying to accomplish to instill fear into the Modsoul, Vanessa would notice by now that Kara hadn't made any attempt to run away even after she'd withdrawn enough of her presence, allowing Kara to move. The fact that this reaper had been making an attempt to insight fear eluded Kara. After all she'd been designed specifically to fight Hollows. Fear was not a part of her programming...
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