Altered Tundra

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

About an hour or so had passed since everyone went off into their own repsective corner of the palace. Savayna and Grant had just finished packing up what they had. Well, Savayna packed her shit, and Grant, from the look of, packed what he needed for the trip. She felt a knot in her stomach that had been present all throughout the entire conversation about Reia and the Council, Jaakuna’s treaty proposition, what will happen in the days to come, and how everyone was going on their meaningful journeys.

And there was Savayna, going to seek out her parents for her father’s approval of Grant. Or rather he was. She was just going so she could — well, she didn’t know why she was going. Grant didn’t need her to go, did he? She could simply stay on the Ifrit while he went off to seek out her father’s approval, right? Would that be such a bad thing.

No, it would be a bad thing. I can’t let him face my father without me. That’s the cowardly way out. You’re a Glacie, Savayna. You have faced the harsh winds of Omisace. You’ve defied Vincent. You’re a former general of the Archadian Army. Don’t let the sight of your father disapproving of your lover stop you now.

Savayna shook her head, snapping herself out of her out doubts of the situation. She then nodded twice, once to herself as if to reassure that it was going to be fine, and another to Grant. He had asked her if she was ready. To that, she would say, “I suppose.” Savayna shrugged, heaving a bag over her shoulder.

She would follow Grant’s lead. First she knew that they would inform the others that they were leaving. But aside that? Savayna had no idea. Let the adventure start.

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Initially, the treaty was a good idea. Hell, Jaakuna wasn’t going to back down. However, since proposing the idea no more than an hour or two ago, there was a lot of preparation to be done on Reia’s behalf. At first he thought she was simply ignoring him, but he heard the whispers. Apparently there was a lot ot do before she could be cleared to leave. Even if Karolina was going to take hold of the Rozarrian Throne while Reia was gone, apparently there was much to do, which left an impatient Jaakuna waiting.

But there was one upside. He got to spend some extra moments with Emiri, who seemed less-than cheery since breakfast had ended. JAakuna thought the first request he made to Reia about her father would be something she’d be happy about. And maybe for a brief moment, he caught something of a joyful smile, one of gratittude. But now? She looked to be, for a lack fo better words, depressed.

No there was more to that. Something about the way she had been fidgeting her hands together, looking away from the passing persons, set Jaakuna into deja vu. He knew where it was heading and he didn’t like it. But at the same time, something popped into his head. Maybe something that would be good. Or maybe make matters even worse. Only time would tell.

“Say, Emiri,” Jaakuna said, placing his hand on her leg. He didn’t look towards her. He simply looked ahead, and said, “when I return from Archadia and the treaty is signed, let’s get married.” The tone of Jaakuna’s voice was as nonchalant as it had ever been.

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“After all this time, I’m returning home.”

Wesley couldn’t say how long it’s been since he was last home. Maybe a week or so. But that was for a short visit. He hadn’t been home home since Isaiah Darcone had led an invasion on the behalf of his cousin, Vincent, to Dalmasca that cost Wesley and Cassandra their father, the late King Jonathan. That thought made Wesley feel bittersweet. A thought that brought him painful memories of his father. A thought that, despite what he wanted to do, he couldn’t bring himself to maim or kill Ixion. That wasn’t right. That wasn’t what a future king would have done. Or at least the sort of king he wanted to be.

As he packed his things, Wesley tried to go over it in his head. How would he explain the sudden desire to become the king? After all that time of adventuring with Jaakuna, Emiri, Savayna, and Grant. After nearly dying and everything - how could he properly explain? To make the matters all the more complicated, how was Wesley to explain Levi? And how she tied into everything?

Those questions ran through his mind. So much so that Wesley didn’t realize he had wasted about twenty minutes asking himself over twenty-one questions with not a single answer.

Wesley, you seem troubled?

He heard Hashmaal speak to him. “You could say that,” Wesley said, laughing. “You could also say that I don’t even know how I’m going to begin to explain to my family that I want to claim my inheritance.”

I understand, Hashmaal said, tell me, what made you want to claim the throne after all this time?

A good question. When was it that WEsley had decided? Maybe it was Zodiark being free, and wnating to have some change in the things to come. Maybe it was after the battle with Ultima and what followed. Maybe it was when Wesley showed mercy on Isaiah. It could be a number of things, all of which didn’t feel like the right answer, not along, at least. Maybe they were all a contributing factor.

“Well,” he said, “I suppose it was everything. But most importantly, it’s just the right time. I need to do my part. And if that means becoming King of Dalmasca, then it will be done.” Wesley said. It was as if he wasn’t just answering Hashmaal’s question but his own questions as well.

I see, Hashmaal said. Well, if this is your wish, then I will support you, Wesley. I am bound to you, after all.

“Appreciate it, Hashmaal.” Wesley said

In the minutes that followed, Wesley would pack what he could, make sure he had everything with him, and let his mind center around the fact that he was actually doing this. There was no turning back. There was no saying “on second though.” No, there was nothing of the sort. Wesley couldn’t back out now. What’s more, he wouldn’t. There was too much at stake for him to do so.

Once Wesley was ready, he departed for where Nadeline was. He searched for her. He heard familiar quips from just down the hall. It was Lorenzo and Nadeline arguing. Based on what he heard, it was about practically everything that was just discussed. Nadeilne wanted Lorenzo to take matters serious, citing that he was similar to Jaakuna. Wesley couldn’t help but chuckle at that. He found it mildly amusing. It was completely true, of course, but WEsley couldn’t help himself when Nadeline made that comment.

“I’m not king yet, “ Wesley said, waving to Lorenzo. He would give Nadeline a kiss on the cheek. “But, you know, your father is right.” Wesley could just feel the impending scowl from Nadeline because of that comment. “We are all going on our separate journeys. Jaakuna, your father, and Reia are going to potentially sign the most iconic treaty we have seen in years. We are going to my home country so that I may become, as Lorenzo has said, become king. As for Grant and Savayna, while none of us know where they are heading, I am sure it’s of equal importance for them.” Wesley said, stepping forward to face Lorenzo. The two men were somewhat of equal height. "Lorenzo, you can't rest assured. Nadeline will be safe with me. Besides, as you would never want anything happen to Karolina, I will give my life to protect Nadeline." Wesley's eyes went to Nadeline for a moment, then back to Lorenzo's, "I'll tell you what. When it's all said and done," Wesley leaned to Lorenzo's ear as he whispered, "I'll get you in touch with a friend down in Balfonheim Port who knows about that new energy-based fuel that's said to increase maximum speed by almost thirty percent." He tried not to let Nadeline hear. No doubt a second scowl was in the works.

【Bleach: Souls Adrift】

@yoshua171 @Terminal
And on the the 16th day Christmas, my true love gave to me:

A character sheet for your viewing pleasure.

And as instructed, I removed the stats. Unless you want them in? Your call. :D

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【Dai Sanji(Catastrophe), Shizukesa(Tranquility) - Henka Arashi】

【Melancholy is the/|\Sound of a/|\Stormy night】

_{~"If you have to ask, you’ll never know. If you know, you need only ask."~}

【Personal Info】

Personal Information

【Name:

Dai Sanji(Catastrophe), Shizukesa(Tranquility)(

【Nicknames:

Shizu

【Alias:

Whiteout; Henka Arashi(Changing Tempest)

【Age:

400

【Age Appearance:

21

【Gender:

Female

【Race:

Human → Plus → Shinigami

【Former Rank:

Lieutenant

【Former Division:

10

【Additional Appearance Info:

Shizu is a woman who presents herself in the best ways she can. Her golden hair is braided every morning before she sets out for her rounds, before she sets out for her missions. Or anything of the sort. She takes on anything with fierce, yet soft azure eyes that speak of something dark, something tormented down to the foundation of her soul. Something about how she presents herself just gives off that vibe, even when she wears her usual shihakusho, which is unedited aside from the fact that in place of the white sash, she has a cornflower blue one in its place. Because of her average height, Shizu keeps her zanpakuto on her waist. It always rests on her right side on account of her being left-handed. Her body is lean with average muscle-to-bone ratios. Lastly, her skin is fair and flawless.

【Biography:

Shizu doesn’t remember much about her life as a human. She might’ve had a family or a couple of siblings. Who knows? She died rather early into her living life. She was probably five or so when she died. In the human realm, that would have been around 1604 or so. From then on, she spent most of her life in Rukongai. She spent most of her adolescent life with a good family. They weren’t rich nor were they poor. They treated her well enough as to not warrant any unhappiness. To be frank, Shizu, by all rights, had no right to complain. And she didn’t. Not about any of it.

But just because Shizu’s life was good, that didn’t mean that she herself wasn’t. To put it another way, Shizu was experiencing abnormalities from within her own self. Whether it was the cause of some exposure to unstable reiatsu or something else entirely wasn’t brought to her knowledge. But, on one horrible night, Shizu lost all that she held dear. It was as if in the matter of a moment, both of those who had raised her since she first arrived in the Seireitei, were gone. And the worst thing about it was that she didn’t how it happened. One minute she was holding her preteen head, begging for it to stop, and then — poof! They were gone.

And thus began her mental breakdown.

At that time, she was not yet trained to control her reiatsu, not yet able to dictate where it would surge and where it would be targeted. So, when she realized that she might just be the cause of the deaths of the couple that practically raised her, she lost it. Her reiatsu flowed uncontrolled, and erratically. It burst through the walls of her home, through the door, through the ceiling. It spread everywhere within a thirty-five meter circumference, destroying about ten buildings with over two dozen people in those homes. Most of them were criminals, but some of them were innocents. And that weighed on her soul. So much so that she fled the scene, never to look back. But she wouldn’t be on the run for long.

Some months after fleeing, someone tracked her down. It was somebody who looked to be a Shinigami. Shizu could recall that day. It was a tall man. His hair was golden like the sun and eyes green like emerald. He wasn’t the most tactful man she had ever meant at the time, but when he spoke to her, she found herself in absolute silence. He told her that he knew exactly who she was and what she had done, but that didn’t matter. What did matter was that they knew her and that she had incredible spiritual energy. So much so that they would like to personally invite her to join the Shi’no Academy. Or as most in Rukongai know it by, Shinigami Academy. As one might imagine, Shizu thought it was a joke or something. SOmeone like her, who had done the things she did, couldn’t possibly be important enough for such a prestigious academy like that. But, as this golden-haired Shinigami would inform her, she was, in fact, that damn important.

So, shizu went with him. She followed his lead to Shi’no Academy, and would work to hone her skills and hope to control the power within her.

Years passed and Shizu did just that. First was the entrance exam, whcih proved to be difficult on its own. Regardless, she passed it with above-average flying colors. After she was examined of what she excelled at and what she needed to work on, she had her placement tests. She did well in Zanjutsu and Hakuda, average in Hoho, but was below-average in Kido. Though, it was interesting for her instructors to find out that Shizu’s perception was high despite not having much talent for the act of kido itself(spells).

Skip forward about six years, and that’s where we have one graduate of Shi’no Academy, Shizukesa Dai Shinji. She traded in her Shi’no Academy shihakusho for her Shinigami variation. Not long after, she was placed in the fifth seat of Division 10. Somewhere down the line, she went through various promotions where she was appointed the lieutenant of Division Ten.

This was five years ago.

In the present, much like most of her peers and superiors, Shizu is in hiding of sorts in the Living World, unable to return to her home due to an invading group of unknown enemies. If there was just one thing she wished, it would to go back home. If only it were that easy..

【Personality:

Don’t let Shizu’s tendency to remain silent as a sign of weakness. As a woman, she isn’t intimidating, but she holds a certain presence that should speak for itself. Her shifting eye glances tend to speak volumes. She absorbs the facial expressions of others. She knows exactly what to look for. This is where her observant skills come into play. Shizu has incredible intuition. Whether it stems from extensive training or some innate ability, it's undeniable that it's one of her defining traits.

Instead of letting the other person talk, Shizu does it for them, often going on a rant about why they are a certain way, how they act, what they might think or say to her or about her. Some have noted that she uses this as a way to deter those who vye to get close to her. Or get past the wall she puts between herself and others. That is to say that she keeps people at an arm’s length. Something it’s intentional, and sometimes it’s bad habits resurfacing. Regardless, she does this a lot, and it tends to get on people’s nerves. Whoops.

When in meetings with her captain or any other superior, Shizu is, if nothing else, professional and concise. You will never meet a more efficient person when it comes to reporting for missions and giving the end-mission reports to whoever may be the squad leader of said mission. Her ability to remember every exact detail is the highest of all lieutenants. If not, then she will have to fix that, now won’t she?

【Notable Traits】

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【Likes/Dislikes】

✔ Meditating
✔ Rainy/stormy weather; it’s good for Shizu to calm herself
✔ Sweet, spicy, and savory food.
✔ The scent of the air after it rains
✔ Rainbows
✔ The sounds of thunder pounding during a storm
✔ Living World TV Dramas
✔ Solidarity
✔ Various herbal teas and red wine
✔ The smell of cherry blossoms in the springtime

✘ Loud noises/people being noisy
✘ Salty and bitter food
✘ Chaos
✘ Talking about her past/people discovering her past
✘ The obnoxious and proud
✘ Those who don’t show their superiors the respect that they deserve
✘ Bees
✘ Being forced out of her home

【Positive】
▲ Conscientious
▲ Disciplined
▲ Compassionate
▲ Observant
▲ Intuitive
▲ Punctual
▲ Organized

【Neutral】
☯ Solemn
☯ Droll
☯ Reserved
☯ Placid
☯ Obedient

【Negative】
▼ Guarded
▼ Dodges the serious questions
▼ Keeps people at arm’s length
▼ Has a tendency to be a motormouth
▼ Melancholic

【Relationships】

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Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis/Lover/Spouse etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

【Capabilities】

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【General Aptitude】

Fighting Style:

Shizu’s usage of Henka Arashi, which also happens to be the name most within the Gotei 13 knew her as, has been regarded as a dangerous style of fighting. For her, it’s always been a bit chaotic rather than orderly. Her swings are strong, her form is nearly perfect, but her reiatsu is an untamed beast, a storm that has yet to reach its climax. When she strikes, it erratically releases one of three types of reiatsu: hot/cold air, lightning, and ice . Each time is strongest to weakest. Additionally, they are also listed from most controlled to least controlled. They also coincide with her mental state. Mild anger/depression would result in a hot/cold air-based reiatsu swing. Erratic behavior would result in a lightning reiatsu swing. And lastly, should her mood be out of whack, a blast of cold, unrelenting ice is imminent.

Vast Reiryoku: 4/4

Impressive Reiatsu:3/4

Average Alignment:2/4

Zanjutsu Grandmaster: 4/4

Incredible Offense:4/4

Impressive Defense:3/4

Impressive Resonance: 3/4

Hakuda Expert: 2/4

Average Offense: 2/4

Unremarkable Defense: 1/4

Unremarkable Physical Strength:1/4

Kidō Practitioner : 1/4
As a Kido Practitioner, Shizu has a basic understanding of kido spells and how they work. She can use the low-tier to mid-level kido spells without an incantation(up to #25 in both Hado and Bakudo). When it comes to the spells within fifteen higher, she requires an incantation. After #45 of any Kido spell, she is unable to use them with complete mastery. She's working at it, though.

Unremarkable Kido Power: 1/4

While she possesses basic kido knowledge, what Shizu doesn't possess, however, is basic or average kido power. She flunked that sub-class. Her kido power is as strong as maybe a medium-level cero. Capable of doing some damage, but nothing to brag about.

Impressive Perception:3/4

Where she lacks in power, Shizu more than makes up for it in perception. Indeed she is one who is aware of her surroundings, more than most would.

Hohō Practitioner: 1/5
When it came to learning Hoho in Shi'no Academy, Shizu didn't excel at it as much as those in her class did. That isn't to say that she's completely useless in it. She has proven to be capable at the average of levels. Just don't expect her to leap several leagues in a several bound. Who does she look like to you? Kara Danvers?

Average Mobility:2/5
Shizu has an average response time, average physical speed, and average flexibility. Her reaction time is decent for someone who hasn't really trained in this area. don't expect her to be able to dodge at light speed. Or travel at that speed. Or be able to bend her body in unnatural ways. But you can expect her to be able to dodge attacks of normal speed.
Average Resilience2/5
Shizu is one stubborn woman. well, sometimes she is. She's a lieutenent-level shinigami. As such, she has a certain amount of dexterity and endurance. She can hold her own for a while. But should someone of higher level come at her for long periods of time, don't expect her reserves to last longer than what are expected of them.

【Specialization】

Specialization

Henka Arashi(_変化嵐 Changing Tempest Zanjutsu+3; Reiryoku 3+)
Henka Arashi is a fighting style that is as much reiryoku-based as it is zanjutsu-based. It revolves around simultaneous implementation of one’s spiritual power as well as pressure into a strike of one’s zanpakuto. Effects and shape of each strike,w hether vertical, horizontal or dagnoal(or a combo of all three), it depends on the user’s intent. Form must be perfect. And added to that, an equal balance of chaos and order is required. This fighting style is one to be reckoned with because, much like its name tells you, it’s a shifting, changing storm that is as unpredictable as its sole user: Shizu Dai Sanji.

【Zanpakuto】

Zanpakuto Information

Sealed State

_{~"I am just the calm before the storm."~}

Additional Description:

In her sealed state, Kakegoe takes the form of an ordinary katana. Her hilt is blue and dim grey, meanwhile her sheath, though of blue shade, has a darker tone of grey akin to storm clouds. She has a square handguard, and her blade is chrome silver, and curves slightly at the tip. She’s usually kept around the hip of Shizu due to the latter’s average height.

Inner World & Spirit:

Kakegoe’s inner-world is a frozen tundra that is cursed by a continuous storm that alternates between extreme, high-pressured winds, explosive, random lightning storms, hail that comes down at nearly fifty miles-per-hour, rain that is enough to drown a collosus in seconds, and near-absolute zero temperatures. Alternatively, there could be an absence of all of the aforementioned weather conditions due to the intense heat. It’s all dependent on two factors. Number one, the state of mind of Kakegoe herself, and number two, Shizu’s emotional state. If she is angry, it will be like the inside of a volcano. If she’s feeling depressed, it’ll be colder than the arctic.

The clouds are either pure white from the icy winds or black as obsidian from the storms, or they could be red-hot from the blazing, fiery anger that either Kakegoe or Shizu - or both - feel.

Kakegoe is a beautiful zanpakuto spirit. She has skin like caramel and hair like snow. A body with curves in right places. Her eyes are also something of perfection. They glow, always, with a deep blue color. She usually wears a a bra and underwear outfit due to the fact that she prefers not to hide her features. She does not, however, fancy shoes. Her voice is sultry and often noted by Shizu as being just a bit too suggestive.

Zanpakuto Personality:

To describe Kakegoe would be to describe a storm. She is relentless about certain things. She is unpredictable. She is comforting. She is understanding. She is unforgiving. But above all things, Kakegoe is a bitch. Yes, you read correct. Shizu cannot express enough how much she wants to hate Kakegoe. This is not to say she is without her ups, but the fact that she has flat out denied Shizu the option to learn bankai without a single reason given aside from “because I said so, that’s why,” was enough reason for Shizu to have the preconception that her zanpakuto is one grade-A bitch.

But that couldn’t be further from the truth.

It’s not that Kakegoe is difficult. She might be according to Shizu, but the fact of the matter is that she fears for Shizu. As hard as it might be for her to believe, Kakegoe knows what enduring Bankai would do to her. The fact that Shizu hasn’t even mastered the final ability of Shikai is proof enough. She admires Shizu’s will to get stronger, but out of respect for her, Kakegoe had to deny her in the harshest of ways. Regardless if it created a rift between them. But one day, Kakegoe knows that Shizu will be ready. When that day comes, Kakegoe will fully embrace her desire to learn bankai.

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Shikai

_{~"Expunge, Kakegoe(掛け声 'Squall')"~}

Kakegoe’s form does not change dramatically from her sealed state upon release. The only notable change is that it becomes surrounded by a thick layer of stormy reiatsu that have three aspects to it: the first is it generates a small, continuous breeze within a half-meter distance away from it. The second is that the air in that same circumference is as if an icy wind has passed. And the final is that it sounds like crackling lightning. All three aspects, when she is swung, Kakegoe will demonstrate(see techniques for more details.)

Ability:
Thought originally to be an ice-based zanpakuto, recent reveals show that Kakegoe is, in fact much more than that. Much like her namesake, Kakegoe is a squall. Her main ability is known as Kakegoegyo(Squall Line). It is the point of a squall where thunderstorms and cold fronts and high-speed gusts of wind are a definite possibility. It is the point where, during active weather, regardless if it’s natural or artificial, Kakegoe’s ability lies. With her at Shizu’s disposal, the latter can manipulate her reiatsu to either manipulate existing storm clouds in the surrounding area or send her reiatsu into the air to drop the temperature drastically, and cause a progressing storm to happen

Techniques

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Kazakiri(_剪断Wind Shear):
Kazakiri is the first of techniques that Shizu learned from Kakegoe. It’s also the most basic of techniques she knows. Either by motioning Kakegoe horizontally or vertically, it will send invisible reiatsu flying outward that will manipulate the atmosphere to cause an increase of wind speed. Regardless if she motions Kakegoe vertically or horizontally, it will have the same effect: A right angle-shaped arc of lightning and high wind currents will begin to form in a 3m area. Within that area, random strikes of lightning are bound to happen to any and all in that area of effect. Those outside are still suspect to minor shock and/or wind damage. Additionally, minor wind blades will form after a certain amount of time has passed. It should be noted that this technique, while able to be used at any given moment, is definitely her weakest of abiltiies. As such, it should be expected that the max amount of damage one takes is not equal to that of a lieutenent-level attack.

Jōshō Kiryū(_上昇気流Rising Air Current):.
By utilizing the clouds above, Shizu is able to manipulate it with her reiatsu to cause a vertical updraft of hot or cool air down upon a target of her choosing. Since it’s more controlled than Kazakiri, she can dictate who or what she motions Kakegoe to strike. When she swings upward, the hot and cold air is gathered, and surrounds Shizu, flowing down around the blue aura of Kakegoe. Shizu knows when the preparation is complete by when she gets a feeling of both stress and comfort.

Kakō kiryū (_下降気流Descending Air Current):
When Shizu swings downward, the hot and cold air gathered around Kakegoe releases in an arc of semi-transparent reiatsu that is half-light blue, half-crimson. The arc aims at whoever is in the direct line of sight of Kakegoe’s tip. Upon contact, there will be a two-part effect. The first will be a strong sensation of heat flowing through their body, momentarily rendering them immobilized by it, then comes the chill. The shift from hot to cold happens in a matter of seconds. Due to that, it will have disastrous effects on whoever is struck.

Throughout all of this, there is one underlying limit to how strong the sensations of heat and cold are: Shizu’s one mental state at the time of using this technique. Assuming she is even and completely calm, the effects will be at half-strength of maximum potency. That, of course, would only give half as much the feverish sensation as it would the cold chill. Now, given that Shizu is in a melancholy state, the hot air will have little to no effect on the target, but the cold chill is another story. The same could be said if she was in a vivid rage. The hot air, much like fire, is of passion. And when she would be passionate with anger, the hot air will be at maximum potency, while the cold air will be as if a mild gust of icy wind past through - felt, but easily shrugged off.

Despite that all, however, whether there is maximum hot air potency or cold air, it will be for nothing if Shizu could bring herself to utilizing it at full power. For her to this, she must be willing to yield herself to Kakegoe’s will, something, even as her master, she hasn’t been able to do for quite some time. Not since the coup happened.

Hiyazemen(_冷前面Cold Front):
Considered to be Kakegoe’s most powerful - and most dangeorus - shikai ability, Hiyazemen is aa technique in which requires Shizu to focus her reiryoku into the atmosphere surrounding her, and dropping the temperature to below freezing temperatures(0 degrees Celsius, 32 Degrees Fahrenheit). Once this is accomplished, pure white mist flows from the hilt and up of Kakegoe’s blade at high speeds, and surrounds the surrounding environment in a 3m-6m radius with Shizu at the very edge of it and her intended target at the center. Then, as Shizu stabs Kakegoe into the ground, her reiatsu is felt as the mist starts to solidify around both Shizu and her target. It gets to the point where they are both inside a dome of ice, reinforced by Shizu’s own spiritual power.

Once secured, Shzu will then raise Kakegoe into the air, letting Kakegoe herself float into the air, and spin around until the sight of her blade is nothing but a rotating, blade of blue reiatsu. As Kakegoe increases the velocity of her spinning, icy winds stard to develop, gathering around her. By Shizu’s command, a mini-tornado, blue and white in color, appears with Kakegoe in the dead center. It’s not a tall tornado; it’s as high as Shizu stands. When Shizu places her hand forward, the tornado unleashes a series of freezing gusts of air, continuous and ever-flowing.

It should be noted it’s in the incomplete phases. Shizu has not fully mastered it. As such, using it, while it may have negative effects for whoever is caught within its radius, will have the worst effects done directly to Shizu. Among the obvious lack of control she would have over it, it will undoubtedly deplete her reiryoku drastically, not to mention that frostbite is an unavoidable side effect too. Additionally, due to lack of mastery, the maximum power at which Hiyazeman can be utilized is ten percent shy of half-maximum power. The longer the dome remains in effect and the more gusts of cold air is shot at her target, the frostbite will start to increase until the point focus cannot remain. Should Shizu lose more than half of her focus, or if Kakegoe suspects it’s too much for her, she will cut off the technique immediately, and return to her sealed form.

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Bankai

_{~"Bōfūu Kakoime(暴風雨囲い女 Storm-Enclosed Woman"~}

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Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

There have been many beautiful sightings in Stigma. From the beaches to the streets; from the architecture to the stoned streets. But nothing has more beauty than Stigma’s Palace; more specifically, the intricate crafting of its halls. Marble and stone of varying shades of gold and beige are lined up in rows, giving the already-elegant palace an enhanced feeling.

The Dining Hall is no exception to this. It’s surrounded by those rows of marble columns. The natural light from the sun beaming through the glass windows shed their brilliance into the hall, revealing a lengthy table with thirteen seats(two at both ends, and five on one side, and six on the other). The floors were smooth like the marble columns.

In the middle of the dining hall was the table that had food spread across it. Anything one could want for breakfast was there: various forms of eggs from scrambled to fried; from poached to sunny-sideup; from soft boiled to hard-boiled. Then there was various waffle and pancake items, toast(white and whole grain wheat) with multiple jams and jellies, fresh fruit, juice and milk, and the more complex, specific items.

Around the table, Reia sat at the head of the table. Of course this was because she was the Empress. And the Empress always sat at the head of the table. To her left and right sat her brother, Lorenzo, and his wife, Karolina. Just next to her, occupying two seats on the right, were the two Viera - Aloa and Vlyn. Opposite of those two was recently-engaged Wesley and Nadeline. Opposite of those two were Savayna and Grant. And the last two seats, of course, was Jaakuna and Emiri. Since neither of them had any blood or marital ties to the royal family, of course. Go outsiders, go!

Among the chatter and silverware clanking against the glass plates, Jaakuna would notice the absence of those sounds coming from Emiri. Curious, he asked, “Hey, is everything alright?” He noticed that her waffles went untouched, unbuttered, and without syrup on them. Considering waffles were her jam, Jaakuna became worried right away.

Emiri wanted to say ‘yes’, but the truth of the matter was that yesterday’s events had taken their toll. Or better said, the reality of it all placed a very heavy weight on her shoulders. Her mother was still dead, her father on the brink of it, and for the first time in a long time, she felt completely alone. Her clover hairtie was around her wrist at the moment; she couldn’t bear to wear her mother’s memento, nor could she bear to be without it at the moment. She simply gave Jaakuna a shrug in response, picking up her fork, though she wouldn’t actually do anything with it.

All the while, the others were engaging in conversation with their food in their mouths. Well, at least Savayna was. Various topics were being discussed: the state of Stigma and what was going to happen since the fight with Lola, the overwhelming Myst around Ivalice, the impending doom that Zodiark presented to all of Ivalice, and whether or not Grant and Savayna had done the deed.

“It’s none of your business!” Savayna shouted, louder than she had originally intended. That hushed the murmurs with precision.

Nadeline let out a rather nervous laugh, immediately shrinking back into silence. Grant stared at her, confused. Never in his life had he seen Nadeline fidget so much. Her hands went from picking at her food, to wringing her napkin in her hands, to toying with her knife; considering the fact that she was the epitome of etiquette, something was up. Once the two locked eyes, Grant narrowed his, to which Nadeline shook her head at him. He would peer at her, though he would take his fork, pointing it at her. I know you’re up to something. He thought to himself. Nadeline gave him an apologetic, half hearted shrug, as if reading his thoughts, though the scraping of a chair would catch Grant’s attention as Reia would rise out of her seat. A silence followed, although Grant recognized Reia’s rather serious expression.

Karolina looked at the Empress, curious. “I assume the Council has made its decision, then,” She said, a frown on her face.

Reia scoffed--Emiri couldn’t help but notice that her expression matched that of Grant’s--and crossed her arms. “The way you state it would make it seem as if there was ever a choice,” Reia replied, though as she would turn to make her leave, she would unintentionally jerk back.

Nadeline’s hands flew to her mouth, suppressing a horrified gasp as she realized that her father had intentionally stepped on Reia’s gown to keep her from leaving. Lorenzo clucked his tongue at his sister, wagging a finger. “Oh no you don’t,” He chastised her, motioning back towards her seat. “You’ve got some explanations due, young lady.”

Grant let out a groan, already knowing exactly what was coming next. Reia narrowed her eyes at Lorenzo, a very irritated look on her face. “Explanation? Excuse me, I had no idea I had to unravel every idea before you,” She snapped. “Where were you when the more difficult choices were made?”

“Hey, as your big brother it’s my responsibility to look after my little sister!”

Reia lifted one hand in the air very slowly, capturing Lorenzo and Grant’s attention. She would face the back of her hand towards Lorenzo, several of her fingers curling up. Nadeline’s jaw dropped as she realized that the Empress had left a single finger in the air, and that was NOT something a lady should do. As she was about to exclaim, Reia lifted her other hand, repeating the notion, and this time it was Lorenzo’s turn to scoff.

“Oi, Grant! She just flipped me off!” He hollered at his younger brother.

Grant let out a groan. “Damn it, Lorenzo,why in the hell can’t you just be honest for once?!” Grant couldn’t help but yell back.

“Hey! You’re supposed to be on my side!”

This is it. These people held the very future of Rozarria in their hands, and at the moment the current Empress was flipping her brother off. Aloa seemed amused, though she would nudge Vlyn as he wasn’t able to suppress his chuckling. Reia dropped her arms, intending to walk away, but Lorenzo’s foot on her dress pinned her down. She mustered every ounce of hatred she had and glared at Lorenzo. “Shall I call a knight to slice off your foot? It seems to be stuck on my gown,” She asked, her voice venomous and dripping with sarcasm. “Honest to gods, Lorenzo, how much longer will you inconvenience me?”

Lorenzo frowned at her. “Come on, Reia.”

“No, you come on.”

“I’m here now,” Lorenzo told her, a little more serious, though he kept his foot on her dress. “We all are. And we need to clear the air while we have the chance.”

A silence fell, thick with tension, though it was short lived as Reia would take her seat. Clasping her hands together, she would take one look around the room, at each Rozarrian, at ones who had traveled far, at the outsiders who had been graced with her presence. She decided now was as good a time as ever, though it seemed she had no place to start. Lorenzo looked at Nadeline, motioning towards Reia.

Nadeline was surprised, though she supposed she was as good a place to start as any. “Reia...will you continue to battle the council for the throne?” She asked, starting with the root of the problem.

Reia eyed her goblet curiously, her index finger trailing the edge. “As if the battle was against the Council by itself. No, the struggle for the throne includes my own family, and my people,” She murmured, and it was then that Emiri realized that Reia was actually moping! She was actually bearing herself out there so much it was a shock. She wasn’t the Empress right now, she was just...Reia. “Still, I am not a woman who would pass off her problems without resolution. I have a duty to fulfill, after all…”

Nadeline hesitated for a moment, though she still had questions. “If that is the case...then why would you send an assassin after myself and Grant?”

Reia immediately stopped what she was doing, raising an eyebrow. “I beg your pardon?”

Grant also raised his eyebrow. It must have been genetic. “Lola told us you wanted us eliminated,” He replied slowly.

“Why in the world would I murder my own brother in a time of a succession crisis?” Reia asked, narrowing her eyes at Grant.

“If I may,” Wesley interrupted Reia, earning glances from Savayna and Jaakuna, as if they were saying ‘what are you doing?’ He shot his own glance back. He knew exactly what he was doing. “Empress Reia, if I am right in assuming, there was a time where conversations like this weren’t as...civil, correct?”

Reia waved her hand at Lorenzo, as if saying ‘look at this idiot’. “Do you truly believe any of our conversations have ever been civil? Have you tried living with this buffoon?” She asked incredulously. “Not to mention in all of this you’re asking if I wanted my own flesh and blood dead.”

“Empress —”

“You wanted Grant dead?” Lorenzo gasped rather loudly. “That’s fucked up.”

“Lorenzo —”

Grant shook his head at Lorenzo, scowling at him. “You’re an idiot.”

“Grant —”

“Me? She’s the one that’s trying to kill you!” Lorenzo threw his arms in the air. “I feel like this is kind of important!”

“She just said we have reason to doubt, maybe you should let her talk instead of jumping to conclusions.”

“I do not jump to conclusions! ...Well, sometimes, but my precious Nadeline just asked, so it must be true!”

“She is asking for clarification, damn it, Lorenzo!”

Turning her attention to her brother, she would stand once more. Before he could trap her however, she would simply take her fan from a nearby table, returning. As she would sit, she would whack her brother upside his head. “No.” She informed the table as a whole. “Whoever gave you that information was either misleading you or outright lying,” She stated, her expression a little sad as she gripped her fan tightly. “I can’t...I am not Roland.”

The trio fell silent at the mention of their lost sibling.

“Lorenzo, Grant, and Empress Reia, as I was going to say, I believe this is exactly what Nadeline was meaning,” Wesley said. Throughout the three times he tried to steer the conversation away from hostile route, he at least would try to whip it back into a civil manner. “I do not claim to know your history or how you might’ve been in the past. And frankly, that is not my main concern right now. Even as horrible as it was and what your reasons were for sending an assassin at your brother and niece, I’m sure you thought it was the right course of action at the time, but,” Wesley’s voice, much like his eyes, trailed around the table. All eyes were looking at him, then to Reia, then to Lorenzo, then Grant. “If you would indulge me, just look at every one here.” Wesley gestured to everyone, “we are all gathered around a table. Not just us as individuals, but all of Ivalice’s major, governing parties are present: The Viera, Dalmasca, Archadia, and Rozarria. We are here, exchanging words, laughing about topics, and breaking bread together. And it’s possible because of you, Empress Reia.” Wesley cleared his throat. “Regardless what the reasons were, you are the one responsible for bringing us together. Shouldn’t that be reason enough to hear everyone out?” Finally, Wesley asked his question towards the Empress, Reia.

All eyes were on Reia once more, though this time she didn’t seem as moody. Inhaling a breath, she straightened herself up once more as she closed her eyes, opening her fan as waving it gently on herself. There was the Empress everyone was much more familiar with. She would open her eyes once more, not looking at any one person in particular, though she seemed much more calm than before.

“Let me make one thing clear,” She stated, raising her voice. “When I contracted Shion, our agreement began as something very simple: to retrieve Emelia Iniabi and to locate the Espers of our world. The two goals coincided with one another, though as time passed, things changed. The Espers were claimed by individuals, after which Shion and Aloa approached me once the issue of Zodiark appeared. We three chose to focus our attention on that, and that alone.”

Nadeline furrowed her brow, thinking. “Then...Lola really wasn’t acting with Shion’s orders?” She asked her.

“I don’t know what overcame that one,” Reia admitted, fanning herself. “While our contract had changed somewhat, I did not want anyone killed. Should Zodiark be freed, it would have given Ivalice a death sentence--that is something that is very clear now.” Emiri couldn’t help but shuffle in her seat nervously. Boy, was that the understatement of a lifetime. “But we failed. The Viera were forced into a slumber to protect themselves, and Lola has decided to dedicate herself to a new master with her Esper in hand.”

Grant paled, recalling her words in the Westersand. He hadn’t told anyone, though it seemed Reia had known. He shook his head, suddenly feeling very ill, and as much as he wanted to say it, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Emiri perked up, looking at Jaakuna and recalling their previous conversation. Now was their chance to find out. “Does that mean you know which Esper she has claimed, Your Eminence?” She asked.

Reia fell silent. Vlyn was surprised, though having stayed quiet this whole time, he motioned for her to continue. Grant looked away, already knowing the answer. “All twelve Espers have been claimed...though there are other ways to take an Esper from someone,” Her voice had lost some of its volume, though everyone could still hear her clearly. “You could willingly give your Esper to someone else...or take it forcibly.”

“Take it? How?”

A dark look was on Reia’s face. “By killing them.”

“Lola killed someone for their Esper?!”

Nadeline shook her head, clearly disturbed, though she noticed Grant’s expression. A realization fell on her, her eyes widening. “You...know who it is?” She asked him. “You know, don’t you?”

Grant clenched his fist, shaking his head. “It was back when we were all separated. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to tell anyone, but one thing happened after another, and I suppose...I never found the proper time or place for it,” He stated, raising his head. “I met Lola in the desert...disguised as the person she had murdered. She...she somehow killed Harris.”

“Harris?” Wesley asked, looking to anyone willing to fill in the gap,

Jaakuna coughed, taking a sip of his orange juice. “He was —” Jaakuna heard Savayna cough, “I mean is a guy who gave us some trouble. He even managed to sneak one of the espers away from us. He worked for the Empress here. Or was a friend. I don’t really remember exactly what position he had, but I don’t know, he wasn’t a bad guy. From what I could tell, he was principled.” Jaakuna said, shrugging somewhat. As he did, he felt a kick at his shin, which prompted him to grunt slightly. He looked across, and saw that Savayna did it, her head gesturing to where Nadeilne was. “Oh..sorry, I’ll just eat my eggs.” Jaakuna never knew how to put his foot in his mouth.

Reia eyed him curiously, though she seemed to disagree. “No, as Lorenzo said, it’s best to clear the air now while we have the chance,” She stated, gesturing to Jaakuna. “Whatever it is that you want to know, ask now.”

Jaakuna wasn’t sure if this was a trap or not. He wasn’t one to cower in fear, but Reia was an intimidating woman. He doesn’t have the best track record with intimidating women. So, Jaakuna leaned to Emiri. “Tell me, is she for real or will this get me in hot water?” he asked Emiri, voice low.

Emiri looked at Jaakuna, equally surprised, but she nodded. “Might as well take advantage of it while you can,” She suggested.

Jaakuna lowly said, “Right," as he looked to Reia. There was something in the pit of his stomach that told him to not look directly into her eyes, but after all this time, surely Jaakuna could do that much? After all of the shit she put him and the others through, surely he could look at the person responsible for what’s been happening to them. Of course you can. Ask her your questions. Do before the moment fleets.

“There were a lot of things I wanted to say to you, Reia. There have been so many times where I wanted to unleash all of what you put on all of us. I wanted to make sure you knew the pain and suffering you caused all of us. But —” Jaakuna let his voice - and words - fall low, less with emotion fuelling him, and more with understanding, “— but, after hearing Wesley speak, I don’t have the will to do that any longer. I only have one thing to say to you." Jaakuna said.

Lorenzo leaned over, beckoning Jaakuna. “Boy, speak now, or forever hold your--ARGH!” Lorenzo started, but was interrupted by Reia whacking him with her fan.

“I agree. Say it now,” Reia stated, earning her ire from her brother.

“If you were going to just agree with me, why did you have to--OW!” Reia whacked him again, and Lorenzo would grumble under his breath, clearly displeased.

Jaakuna cleared his throat. By the Scions, it was dry. He adjusted his shirt, looking at Reia once more. “I want two things, but before I name them, I want your word you’ll grant both of them.” Jaakuna said, uncharacteristically earnest.

Reia gave him a look that she had previously thrown at Lorenzo. The more he spoke, the more he reminded her of him. Which, at the moment, wasn’t entirely a good thing. Lorenzo seemed to agree, grinning, though Reia raised her fan threateningly, and he remained quiet. “No,” She stated, crossing her arms. “What kind of bargain is that? For all I know you could ask for either something completely ridiculous or something completely out of my reach,” She pointed out.

“He’s a good kid,” Lorenzo vouched for Jaakuna, giving him a wink. “He won’t do either, no need to worry about that.”

Lorenzo meant well, but both Grant and Reia knew that his vouching actually pushed Reia in the completely opposite direction. Instead, she would look to Grant. Great, she wanted his approval. He looked over at Jaakuna, and then at Emiri, and returned to Reia, giving her a nod. This much would finally make Jaakuna and Grant even. She gestured towards the blonde, urging him to continue.

Jaakuna stood up from his seat, and cleared his throat. “Okay, first off, I want you to grant Lord Andre Inabi a retirement from the Rozarrian Army with a full plan that includes enough gil so that he will not have to work another day in what will remain of his life.” Jaakuna demanded. He gave Reia a firm, stern gaze.

Papa… Emiri almost burst into tears at that point, but she kept her composure somehow, instead giving Jaakuna a grateful look.

Reia stayed quiet, though it was then that she realized he wasn’t going to continue. Dear gods, if she didn’t know that Lorenzo would forever stay true to his wife, she would have thought he went out and popped another kid somewhere and said child would be Jaakuna. It was like pulling teeth! Though she admitted it was reasonable as it is. “If that is his wish, then of course,” She would agree. “And the other?” It was going to be something ridiculous, no doubt.

As Jaakuna coughed, once more feeling his throat feeling dry, he said,"I want to sign a treaty between our two countries. In this treaty, I want it to be known that we will no longer war with each other. That we will support one another.” Jaakuna continued, “We — Archadia and Rozarria — have spent so many years fighting, shed so much blood, and cost innocents their lives. I won’t accept it any longer, not with Zodiark on the loose--especially with him on the loose. And I’m sure my brother, Roman, who currently serves as Emperor of Archadia, would agree. In fact, if it would be too much, I’d like a third request,” Jaakuna said. Instead of simply standing where he stood, he walked up to Reia, feeling every bit nervous as he was serious, “I would like for you to come with me when I set a voyage for Archadia. If this is to go successfully, the two rulers of both countries needs to be there. And, even though I would like to do it here in Stigma, here in Rozarria, I am not the official ruler of Archadia yet. So, if it’s not too much,” Jaakuna got down on one knee, left arm across his chest, and his head down. “On behalf of the country Archadia and the House of Darcone, I hereby extend a hand of peace, a hand to discuss a treaty with you, Reia Alexandria, of the House Roselia, Empress of Rozarria.” Jaakuna said, showing a different side to him that no one knew existed. He was not only bowing to a woman, but a woman who, up until just recently, would see him as an enemy.

It was safe to say that, by the varying looks of astonishment, they weren’t expecting this to happen, least of all from someone like Jaakuna. Grant couldn’t help but find himself give the smallest of smiles, completely in agreement. He had honestly thought Jaakuna would go in the wrong direction, but there he was, proving everyone wrong. The blonde almost looked like a prince again, though Grant knew better than that.

Lorenzo leaned back in his seat, clearly satisfied as he crossed his arms. “Would you look at that, on one knee and everything,” He told Reia, gesturing towards the boy.

Reia was deep in thought, this much was obvious. It wasn’t that she disagreed, but in a funny sort of way, it truly was a ridiculous request to ask. Nadeline seemed to agree as she too would stand. “I believe this would the the correct way for our country, Aunt,” Nadeline spoke. “Now more than ever, the two Empires would do well to stand united against the threat looming over Ivalice. We have much to gain, and even more to lose should we continue on the path of war.”

Reia snapped her fan shut, as if signifying her need for silence. After a moment, she let out an uncharacteristically annoyed sigh, opening her fan to cool herself off. She looked straight at Lorenzo. “You realize you would have to stay here, don’t you?” She asked him, raising an eyebrow.

“No way am I missing this!” He immediately protested, though he seemed to calm down as Karolina would put her hand on his arm, giving him a smile. “...Eh, I can hold down the fort until you’ve returned, so no worries there. What’s really stopping you?”

The woman would return to her thoughts, eyeing Nadeline, who would hang her head. “Then I’m afraid I will leave the more difficult task to you, my brother. As you’ve no doubt heard, the Council has already made their decision to go to war, despite--or rather, because of the incident in the magicite mines,” She informed the group as a whole. “Though I suppose...a treaty would put a stop to all that nonsense.”

“Is that all?” Lorenzo grinned, slapping Jaakuna across his back. Would you look at this kid, going on and uniting Ivalice and all that?”

Karolina couldn’t help but dab at a tear in her eye. “How you’ve all grown!” She exclaimed excitedly. “Please, do leave the Council to us.”

Grant perked up for a moment, hardly believing the conversation at hand, though as he looked at Savayna, he wondered if the group would be alright without them. No, they would be fine. As nerve wracking as it was going into enemy territory, Grant knew Jaakuna would keep to his word and keep Reia safe. It would be a loss to miss such a historic event, but he had another just as important compromise to make, after all.

“My only concern is security,” Reia said. “As darling as it is to be an emissary of peace, at the end of the day, I do need to stay alive a while longer, lest I get off’d by someone who wouldn’t stand to have this treaty happen.”

Astonished that she actually accepted his more-than originally agreed upon request, let out a squee of excitement as he jumped half of a meter into the air. “And that's more like the Jaakuna we know,” Grant shook his head, actually letting out a sigh. “You were so close to acting of your lineage. So close.” Grant’s comment earned the usual Jaakuna scowl.

Emiri nodded, trying to steer the conversation back to civility. “That’s why you’ll have Nadeline, Grant, and myself on the Rozarrian side, Majesty,” She pointed out to the Empress, though she noticed the expressions on both Grant and Nadeline’s faces as she spoke. “...what?” She asked the pair.

Nadeline looked at Grant, who looked back at her, as if unsure who should go first, though the two were surprised at one another. Nadeline let out a sigh, looking at Wesley to make the announcement in her stead. Wesley would sigh as well.

Wesley would stand up, letting out one more, anxious sigh. “In light of what’s happening, I feel like I need to come clean as well.” Wesley said, letting just one last sigh escape.

“And what about?” Savayna asked.

Eyes went to Nadeline, then to everyone else. “Last night, I made the decision that I will be returning to Dalmasca, and taking my rightful place as King of Dalmasca.” he said.

There was, once again, silence in the room from most. Except Jaakuna. “There you go again, trying to steal my thunder.”

“My apologies. You just did a marvelous job of opening the floor, I had to seize the opportunity.” Wesley gave Jaakuna a half-apologetic smile.

“You did, truly,” Nadeline added, taking Wesley’s hand in hers. “Though as Reia said, this is the opportunity to go out and clear the air. You’ll be fine without us.”

Grant looked at Nadeline incredulously. “Wait, ‘us’?” Emiri asked.

“Well, Wesley and I are to marry, so...I decided to go back with him,” The princess replied somewhat sheepishly, outright ignoring Lorenzo’s wail of sorrow. “It’s necessary that I go to recognize my future home. So since Wesley is going...I will follow.”

Lorenzo buried himself in Karolina’s lap, openly weeping. “I can’t believe it, dear! That man really IS stealing my Nadeline away!” He whined, sniffling rather comically. “The nerve of him!”

Karolina soothed Lorenzo, “There, there, darling, we both knew this day would come,” She told him gently between drying her own tears. “Our Nadeline is all grown up!”

Nadeline let out a groan, shaking her head. “Father! Don’t start with your dramatics!” She couldn’t help but whine. “I told you this already this morning before breakfast!”

“If she told you already, then why are you reacting like this?” Reia asked him.

“IT DOESN’T MAKE IT HURT ANY LESS!” Lorenzo wailed rather dramatically in response. “My one and only precious daughter ripped from my arms...it’s enough to break a man’s heart into several pieces! Truly this pain cannot compare to any stab, to any physical wound!”

Grant rolled his eyes at his brother. “If you’re going to miss her so much, once everything is said and done, you could, oh I don’t know, visit?” He suggested sarcastically.

Lorenzo let out a gasp, looking at his wife. “That’s right, dear! Our Nadeline is not yet lost to us!”

Karolina nodded, patting Lorenzo’s head. “Of course, darling, and we’ll have to help with the wedding!”

“And the grandkids!”

“Of course, we must be around to watch over them!”

“What about when we get lonely?”

“Oh, my darling, as long as I have you, I will never be lonely.”

Reia gave the pair a scowl, attempting to bring the matter at hand to attention once more, though she couldn’t help but give Emiri a look. “Then that would leave you and Grant, correct?” She asked, ignoring Lorenzo’s dramatics.

Grant cleared his throat, raising a hand in the air. “Actually, I will not be able to attend, either.”

“What?! Why?” Emiri asked.

“I won’t divulge the details just yet, though I have confidence that nothing but good news will follow,” He stated, showcasing all the elegance a prince should have. “I must go to Mt. Bur-Omisace. Once my business has concluded, I will be sure to reveal all.”

“And what you’re doing is so secret because…?” Nadeline asked, confused.

“If you must know, Naddie, but we’re going there together!” Savayna said, “and that’s all I will say about that because, as he said, it’s none of your business.” Savayna said sharply.

Now it was Nadeline’s turn to huff, clearly annoyed at being left out, though she would turn her attention to the now very nervous looking Emiri. The brunette looked at the Empress, who did not look confident at all. “Um...you still have me?” Emiri tried to smile confidently, though it all but shattered and she sank back into her seat.

Lorenzo jumped to his feet, wiping his eyes dry as he would recompose himself. “If that really is the case, then don’t worry, Sis,” He said, mimicking Jaakuna’s earlier practice as he would get down on one knee. “Karolina, I know I can count on you to see things through on my part here. I’ll make sure my sister gets to Archadia safe and sound, and once everything is said and done, I’ll come right back here.”

Grant’s jaw dropped, though he immediately protested, “This isn’t the time for games, Lorenzo. Someone of the Royal Family needs to be here.”

“And my beautiful wife, while having no royal blood of her own, is legally a princess consort, having married a dashing prince and all,” Lorenzo reminded him as he would take Karolina’s hand and lightly place a kiss on it. “Were something to happen to all of us, she would be able to take the throne. And we all have our parts to play--myself included.”

Nadeline was shocked to see her father so serious, moreso when he would stand. “Father…”

“Hey, it’s about time I started doing something important,” He said, placing both his hands on his sister’s shoulders. “I swore that I wouldn’t get myself involved in Rozarria’s political affairs. My father’s death only served to prove that point, so now I need to make up for it.”

Karolina nodded in agreement. “Then, I too, will do my best.” She clasped her hands together as she would stand. “If you’ll excuse me, then, there is much work to be done!”

Aloa and Vlyn would both rise as well. “Leave Karolina to us, we will guide her,” Aloa stated, placing a hand on her hip. “Lorenzo is right. We all have our duties to fulfill.”

Emiri looked crestfallen at this point. “Then...this is really it?” She asked. “We’re just splitting up?”

“It’s not permanent. I’m sure we’ll be back together before we even realize it.” Jaakuna said, cocking a reassuring grin.

Wesley also smiled, chuckling lightly. “If we all do our part, I see us sharing a meal again.” Wesley said, sounding hopeful for the future.

"If we don't die before the end of it all,” Savayna said, laughing at the possibility, "I mean, yeah we'll definitely come back for another meal like this. hopefully without the looming fear of death." Again, she was laughing.

Grant nodded in agreement. “Be sure to take care of ourselves until then, I suppose.”

Nadeline gave the group a small smile. “We’ll meet again, someday.”

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

Savayna’s panic could not be denied. It begged to be on the surface. She knew that, as did Grant. For a reason unknown to her in the state that she was in, Savayna felt his hand on hers, rubbing it comfortingly. A single thought passed through her mind like a water down a stream. He truly loves me. Or cares for me. I don’t know which it is. Frankly, I don’t care. He makes me feel secure. Safe. I’ll listen to him, and see what happens.

In a silent surrender, Savayna lay her head on his shoulder. She didn’t want to move from this spot. Whatever happened after she would fall asleep would not be of any consequence to her. She just wanted to stay like this until she drifted.

And stay there she did.

By nothing short of time passing, the morning rays of sunlight intruded upon the room that Savayna and Grant were both in. the sudden light would reveal that the two of them had not moved from the place they were at just hours ago. Savayna was perched against Grant’s broad shoulders, clinging his right arm with both of hers, and her head snug against his neck. She was soundly asleep, smiling blissfully.

Soon that bliss would be interrupted by an unwanted sound: a knock on the door. “Wake-up call!” Said someone, opening the door.

Savayna, startled by this, groaned as she began to open her eyes. Crust of dust fell from the sides of her eyes, and she felt an uncomfortable knot in her neck. Serves me right for sleeping like that. She stretched her legs before she would stand up. No doubt Grant would be waking up soon as well, given that she was not quiet when she groaned.

“Hey, you awake?” Savayna said, gently poking Grant’s side. She got no reply, so she poked again. “Graaant~” Her voice was somewhat low. She still got nothing, so she shoved him as hard as she could, pushing him completely off the chair, and right to his face. “I bet you’re awake now.” Savayna uncharacteristically laughed.

“You’re sure up bright and early.” Savayna heard Jaakuna say as he stopped midway in the hallway.

Savayna saw him. She tried to conceal her laugh, but to no avail. “And as are you.” Savayna raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you be with Emiri?” Savayna asked. She remembered how intense things got last night, so she was actually surprised that Jaak was out and about.

“Everyone’s in the dining hall. I was actually sent to get you two, so —” Jaakuna stopped mid-sentence. He noticed Grant face-first on the floor. “Do I even want to know?” Jaakuna asked with caution.

“Well, it’s actually a funny story.”

“Cool. You can tell me later. But for now, get him up, and hurry to the dining hall.”

“What’s the big rush?” she asked Jaakuna.

Jaakuna simply shrugged.

Either he really didn’t know or he was hiding something. Regardless, Savayna knew he was right. It was about time that they moved. “Fine, we’ll be there shortly.” Savayna said. Jackson nodded, and went along his merry way.

As Savayna would stand up, feeling her joints release the tension they had been building up, she looked to Grant. “It’s okay to stop playing dead. We have to get to the dining hall. So, chop chop!” Savayna walked passed Grant. She stopped at the door as she would wait for him to come.

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

Also, hope you don't mind me skipping to the next day. I feel like we've milked this scene as much as we could.

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

@Hero
Andre's pic link is broken. Here's one I found on pintrest of it. :D

that's so meta || character storage thread

【Dai Sanji(Catastrophe), Shizukesa(Tranquility) - Henka Arashi】

【Melancholy is the/|\Sound of a/|\Stormy night】

_{~"If you have to ask, you’ll never know. If you know, you need only ask."~}

【Personal Info】

Personal Information

【Name:

Dai Sanji(Catastrophe), Shizukesa(Tranquility)(

【Nicknames:

Shizu

【Alias:

Whiteout; Henka Arashi(Changing Tempest)

【Age:

400

【Age Appearance:

21

【Gender:

Female

【Race:

Human → Plus → Shinigami

【Former Rank:

Lieutenant

【Former Division:

10

【Additional Appearance Info:

Shizu is a woman who presents herself in the best ways she can. Her golden hair is braided every morning before she sets out for her rounds, before she sets out for her missions. Or anything of the sort. She takes on anything with fierce, yet soft azure eyes that speak of something dark, something tormented down to the foundation of her soul. Something about how she presents herself just gives off that vibe, even when she wears her usual shihakusho, which is unedited aside from the fact that in place of the white sash, she has a cornflower blue one in its place. Because of her average height, Shizu keeps her zanpakuto on her waist. It always rests on her right side on account of her being left-handed. Her body is lean with average muscle-to-bone ratios. Lastly, her skin is fair and flawless.

【Biography:

Shizu doesn’t remember much about her life as a human. She might’ve had a family or a couple of siblings. Who knows? She died rather early into her living life. She was probably five or so when she died. In the human realm, that would have been around 1604 or so. From then on, she spent most of her life in Rukongai. She spent most of her adolescent life with a good family. They weren’t rich nor were they poor. They treated her well enough as to not warrant any unhappiness. To be frank, Shizu, by all rights, had no right to complain. And she didn’t. Not about any of it.

But just because Shizu’s life was good, that didn’t mean that she herself wasn’t. To put it another way, Shizu was experiencing abnormalities from within her own self. Whether it was the cause of some exposure to unstable reiatsu or something else entirely wasn’t brought to her knowledge. But, on one horrible night, Shizu lost all that she held dear. It was as if in the matter of a moment, both of those who had raised her since she first arrived in the Seireitei, were gone. And the worst thing about it was that she didn’t how it happened. One minute she was holding her preteen head, begging for it to stop, and then — poof! They were gone.

And thus began her mental breakdown.

At that time, she was not yet trained to control her reiatsu, not yet able to dictate where it would surge and where it would be targeted. So, when she realized that she might just be the cause of the deaths of the couple that practically raised her, she lost it. Her reiatsu flowed uncontrolled, and erratically. It burst through the walls of her home, through the door, through the ceiling. It spread everywhere within a five meter circumference, destroying about ten buildings with over two dozen people in those homes. Most of them were criminals, but some of them were innocents. And that weighed on her soul. So much so that she fled the scene, never to look back. But she wouldn’t be on the run for long.

Some months after fleeing, someone tracked her down. It was somebody who looked to be a Shinigami. Shizu could recall that day. It was a tall man. His hair was golden like the sun and eyes green like emerald. He wasn’t the most tactful man she had ever meant at the time, but when he spoke to her, she found herself in absolute silence. He told her that he knew exactly who she was and what she had done, but that didn’t matter. What did matter was that they knew her and that she had incredible spiritual energy. So much so that they would like to personally invite her to join the Shi’no Academy. Or as most in Rukongai know it by, Shinigami Academy. As one might imagine, Shizu thought it was a joke or something. SOmeone like her, who had done the things she did, couldn’t possibly be important enough for such a prestigious academy like that. But, as this golden-haired Shinigami would inform her, she was, in fact, that damn important.

So, shizu went with him. She followed his lead to Shi’no Academy, and would work to hone her skills and hope to control the power within her.

Years passed and Shizu did just that. First was the entrance exam, whcih proved to be difficult on its own. Regardless, she passed it with above-average flying colors. After she was examined of what she excelled at and what she needed to work on, she had her placement tests. She did well in Zanjutsu and Hakuda, average in Hoho, but was below-average in Kido. Though, it was interesting for her instructors to find out that Shizu’s perception was high despite not having much talent for the act of kido itself(spells).

Skip forward about six years, and that’s where we have one graduate of Shi’no Academy, Shizukesa Dai Shinji. She traded in her Shi’no Academy shihakusho for her Shinigami variation. Not long after, she was placed in the fifth seat of Division 10. Somewhere down the line, she went through various promotions where she was appointed the lieutenant of Division Ten.

This was five years ago.

What happened over the next couple of days would drastically change the way that Shizu had operated. There was a coup of sorts involving a good number of the captains of the Gotei Thirteen, including Shizu’s captain. Left with the feeling of betrayal, she fled with those that were able to get away. What she knew about her captain was no longer what she felt now. For the first time in a long time, Shizu felt the creeping fear bubbling up to the surface. She would be never be the same again..

【Personality:

Don’t let Shizu’s tendency to remain silent as a sign of weakness. As a woman, she isn’t intimidating, but she holds a certain presence that should speak for itself. Her shifting eye glances tend to speak volumes. She absorbs the facial expressions of others. She knows exactly what to look for. This is where her observant skills come into play. Shizu has incredible intuition. Whether it stems from extensive training or some innate ability, it's undeniable that it's one of her defining traits.

Instead of letting the other person talk, Shizu does it for them, often going on a rant about why they are a certain way, how they act, what they might think or say to her or about her. Some have noted that she uses this as a way to deter those who vye to get close to her. Or get past the wall she puts between herself and others. That is to say that she keeps people at an arm’s length. Something it’s intentional, and sometimes it’s bad habits resurfacing. Regardless, she does this a lot, and it tends to get on people’s nerves. Whoops.

When in meetings with her captain or any other superior, Shizu is, if nothing else, professional and concise. You will never meet a more efficient person when it comes to reporting for missions and giving the end-mission reports to whoever may be the squad leader of said mission. Her ability to remember every exact detail is the highest of all lieutenants. If not, then she will have to fix that, now won’t she?

【Notable Traits】

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【Likes/Dislikes】

✔ Meditating
✔ Rainy/stormy weather; it’s good for Shizu to calm herself
✔ Sweet, spicy, and savory food.
✔ The scent of the air after it rains
✔ Rainbows
✔ The sounds of thunder pounding during a storm
✔ Living World TV Dramas
✔ Solidarity
✔ Various herbal teas and red wine
✔ The smell of cherry blossoms in the springtime

✘ Loud noises/people being noisy
✘ Salty and bitter food
✘ Chaos
✘ Talking about her past/people discovering her past
✘ The obnoxious and proud
✘ Those who don’t show their superiors the respect that they deserve
✘ Bees
✘ Being forced out of her home

【Positive】
▲ Conscientious
▲ Disciplined
▲ Compassionate
▲ Observant
▲ Intuitive
▲ Punctual
▲ Organized

【Neutral】
☯ Solemn
☯ Droll
☯ Reserved
☯ Placid
☯ Obedient

【Negative】
▼ Guarded
▼ Dodges the serious questions
▼ Keeps people at arm’s length
▼ Has a tendency to be a motormouth
▼ Melancholic

【Relationships】

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Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis/Lover/Spouse etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

【Capabilities】

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【General Aptitude】

Fighting Style:

TBD

【Zanpakuto】

Zanpakuto Information

Sealed State

_{~"I am just the calm before the storm."~}

Additional Description:

In her sealed state, Kakegoe takes the form of an ordinary katana. Her hilt is blue and dim grey, meanwhile her sheath, though of blue shade, has a darker tone of grey akin to storm clouds. She has a square handguard, and her blade is chrome silver, and curves slightly at the tip. She’s usually kept around the hip of Shizu due to the latter’s average height.

Inner World & Spirit:

Kakegoe’s inner-world is a frozen tundra that is cursed by a continuous storm that alternates between extreme, high-pressured winds, explosive, random lightning storms, hail that comes down at nearly fifty miles-per-hour, rain that is enough to drown a collosus in seconds, and near-absolute zero temperatures. Alternatively, there could be an absence of all of the aforementioned weather conditions due to the intense heat. It’s all dependent on two factors. Number one, the state of mind of Kakegoe herself, and number two, Shizu’s emotional state. If she is angry, it will be like the inside of a volcano. If she’s feeling depressed, it’ll be colder than the arctic.

The clouds are either pure white from the icy winds or black as obsidian from the storms, or they could be red-hot from the blazing, fiery anger that either Kakegoe or Shizu - or both - feel.

Kakegoe is a beautiful zanpakuto spirit. She has skin like caramel and hair like snow. A body with curves in right places. Her eyes are also something of perfection. They glow, always, with a deep blue color. She usually wears a a bra and underwear outfit due to the fact that she prefers not to hide her features. She does not, however, fancy shoes. Her voice is sultry and often noted by Shizu as being just a bit too suggestive.

Zanpakuto Personality:

To describe Kakegoe would be to describe a storm. She is relentless about certain things. She is unpredictable. She is comforting. She is understanding. She is unforgiving. But above all things, Kakegoe is a bitch. Yes, you read correct. Shizu cannot express enough how much she wants to hate Kakegoe. This is not to say she is without her ups, but the fact that she has flat out denied Shizu the option to learn bankai without a single reason given aside from “because I said so, that’s why,” was enough reason for Shizu to have the preconception that her zanpakuto is one grade-A bitch.

But that couldn’t be further from the truth.

It’s not that Kakegoe is difficult. She might be according to Shizu, but the fact of the matter is that she fears for Shizu. As hard as it might be for her to believe, Kakegoe knows what enduring Bankai would do to her. The fact that Shizu hasn’t even mastered the final ability of Shikai is proof enough. She admires Shizu’s will to get stronger, but out of respect for her, Kakegoe had to deny her in the harshest of ways. Regardless if it created a rift between them. But one day, Kakegoe knows that Shizu will be ready. When that day comes, Kakegoe will fully embrace her desire to learn bankai.

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Shikai

_{~"Expunge, Kakegoe(掛け声 'Squall')"~}

Kakegoe’s form does not change dramatically from her sealed state upon release. The only notable change is that it becomes surrounded by a thick layer of stormy reiatsu that have three aspects to it: the first is it generates a small, continuous breeze within a half-meter distance away from it. The second is that the air in that same circumference is as if an icy wind has passed. And the final is that it sounds like crackling lightning. All three aspects, when she is swung, Kakegoe will demonstrate(see techniques for more details.)

Ability:
Thought originally to be an ice-based zanpakuto, recent reveals show that Kakegoe is, in fact much more than that. Much like her namesake, Kakegoe is a squall. Her main ability is known as Kakegoegyo(Squall Line). It is the point of a squall where thunderstorms and cold fronts and high-speed gusts of wind are a definite possibility. It is the point where, during active weather, regardless if it’s natural or artificial, Kakegoe’s ability lies. With her at Shizu’s disposal, the latter can manipulate her reiatsu to either manipulate existing storm clouds in the surrounding area or send her reiatsu into the air to drop the temperature drastically, and cause a progressing storm to happen

Techniques

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Kazakiri(_剪断Wind Shear):
Kazakiri is the first of techniques that Shizu learned from Kakegoe. It’s also the most basic of techniques she knows. Either by motioning Kakegoe horizontally or vertically, it will send invisible reiatsu flying outward that will manipulate the atmosphere to cause an increase of wind speed. Regardless if she motions Kakegoe vertically or horizontally, it will have the same effect: A right angle-shaped arc of lightning and high wind currents will begin to form in a 3m area. Within that area, random strikes of lightning are bound to happen to any and all in that area of effect. Those outside are still suspect to minor shock and/or wind damage. Additionally, minor wind blades will form after a certain amount of time has passed. It should be noted that this technique, while able to be used at any given moment, is definitely her weakest of abiltiies. As such, it should be expected that the max amount of damage one takes is not equal to that of a lieutenent-level attack.

Jōshō Kiryū(_上昇気流Rising Air Current):.
By utilizing the clouds above, Shizu is able to manipulate it with her reiatsu to cause a vertical updraft of hot or cool air down upon a target of her choosing. Since it’s more controlled than Kazakiri, she can dictate who or what she motions Kakegoe to strike. When she swings upward, the hot and cold air is gathered, and surrounds Shizu, flowing down around the blue aura of Kakegoe. Shizu knows when the preparation is complete by when she gets a feeling of both stress and comfort.

Kakō kiryū (_下降気流Rising Air Current):
When Shizu swings downward, the hot and cold air gathered around Kakegoe releases in an arc of semi-transparent reiatsu that is half-light blue, half-crimson. The arc aims at whoever is in the direct line of sight of Kakegoe’s tip. Upon contact, there will be a two-part effect. The first will be a strong sensation of heat flowing through their body, momentarily rendering them immobilized by it, then comes the chill. The shift from hot to cold happens in a matter of seconds. Due to that, it will have disastrous effects on whoever is struck.

Throughout all of this, there is one underlying limit to how strong the sensations of heat and cold are: Shizu’s one mental state at the time of using this technique. Assuming she is even and completely calm, the effects will be at half-strength of maximum potency. That, of course, would only give half as much the feverish sensation as it would the cold chill. Now, given that Shizu is in a melancholy state, the hot air will have little to no effect on the target, but the cold chill is another story. The same could be said if she was in a vivid rage. The hot air, much like fire, is of passion. And when she would be passionate with anger, the hot air will be at maximum potency, while the cold air will be as if a mild gust of icy wind past through - felt, but easily shrugged off.

Despite that all, however, whether there is maximum hot air potency or cold air, it will be for nothing if Shizu could bring herself to utilizing it at full power. For her to this, she must be willing to yield herself to Kakegoe’s will, something, even as her master, she hasn’t been able to do for quite some time. Not since the coup happened.

Hiyazemen(_冷前面Cold Front):
Considered to be Kakegoe’s most powerful - and most dangeorus - shikai ability, Hiyazemen is aa technique in which requires Shizu to focus her reiryoku into the atmosphere surrounding her, and dropping the temperature to below freezing temperatures(0 degrees Celsius, 32 Degrees Fahrenheit). Once this is accomplished, pure white mist flows from the hilt and up of Kakegoe’s blade at high speeds, and surrounds the surrounding environment in a 3m-6m radius with Shizu at the very edge of it and her intended target at the center. Then, as Shizu stabs Kakegoe into the ground, her reiatsu is felt as the mist starts to solidify around both Shizu and her target. It gets to the point where they are both inside a dome of ice, reinforced by Shizu’s own spiritual power.

Once secured, Shzu will then raise Kakegoe into the air, letting Kakegoe herself float into the air, and spin around until the sight of her blade is nothing but a rotating, blade of blue reiatsu. As Kakegoe increases the velocity of her spinning, icy winds stard to develop, gathering around her. By Shizu’s command, a mini-tornado, blue and white in color, appears with Kakegoe in the dead center. It’s not a tall tornado; it’s as high as Shizu stands. When Shizu places her hand forward, the tornado unleashes a series of freezing gusts of air, continuous and ever-flowing.

It should be noted it’s in the incomplete phases. Shizu has not fully mastered it. As such, using it, while it may have negative effects for whoever is caught within its radius, will have the worst effects done directly to Shizu. Among the obvious lack of control she would have over it, it will undoubtedly deplete her reiryoku drastically, not to mention that frostbite is an unavoidable side effect too. Additionally, due to lack of mastery, the maximum power at which Hiyazeman can be utilized is ten percent shy of half-maximum power. The longer the dome remains in effect and the more gusts of cold air is shot at her target, the frostbite will start to increase until the point focus cannot remain. Should Shizu lose more than half of her focus, or if Kakegoe suspects it’s too much for her, she will cut off the technique immediately, and return to her sealed form.

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Bankai

_{~"BANKAI...NAME"~}

Ability:

Techniques

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Name: Description.

Name: Description.

Name: Description.

【Bleach: Souls Adrift】

@yoshua171 @Terminal
And on the the 16th day Christmas, my true love gave to me:

A character sheet for your viewing pleasure.

And as instructed, I removed the stats. Unless you want them in? Your call. :D

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【Dai Sanji(Catastrophe), Shizukesa(Tranquility) - Henka Arashi】

【Melancholy is the/|\Sound of a/|\Stormy night】

_{~"If you have to ask, you’ll never know. If you know, you need only ask."~}

【Personal Info】

Personal Information

【Name:

Dai Sanji(Catastrophe), Shizukesa(Tranquility)(

【Nicknames:

Shizu

【Alias:

Whiteout; Henka Arashi(Changing Tempest)

【Age:

400

【Age Appearance:

21

【Gender:

Female

【Race:

Human → Plus → Shinigami

【Former Rank:

Lieutenant

【Former Division:

10

【Additional Appearance Info:

Shizu is a woman who presents herself in the best ways she can. Her golden hair is braided every morning before she sets out for her rounds, before she sets out for her missions. Or anything of the sort. She takes on anything with fierce, yet soft azure eyes that speak of something dark, something tormented down to the foundation of her soul. Something about how she presents herself just gives off that vibe, even when she wears her usual shihakusho, which is unedited aside from the fact that in place of the white sash, she has a cornflower blue one in its place. Because of her average height, Shizu keeps her zanpakuto on her waist. It always rests on her right side on account of her being left-handed. Her body is lean with average muscle-to-bone ratios. Lastly, her skin is fair and flawless.

【Biography:

Shizu doesn’t remember much about her life as a human. She might’ve had a family or a couple of siblings. Who knows? She died rather early into her living life. She was probably five or so when she died. In the human realm, that would have been around 1604 or so. From then on, she spent most of her life in Rukongai. She spent most of her adolescent life with a good family. They weren’t rich nor were they poor. They treated her well enough as to not warrant any unhappiness. To be frank, Shizu, by all rights, had no right to complain. And she didn’t. Not about any of it.

But just because Shizu’s life was good, that didn’t mean that she herself wasn’t. To put it another way, Shizu was experiencing abnormalities from within her own self. Whether it was the cause of some exposure to unstable reiatsu or something else entirely wasn’t brought to her knowledge. But, on one horrible night, Shizu lost all that she held dear. It was as if in the matter of a moment, both of those who had raised her since she first arrived in the Seireitei, were gone. And the worst thing about it was that she didn’t how it happened. One minute she was holding her preteen head, begging for it to stop, and then — poof! They were gone.

And thus began her mental breakdown.

At that time, she was not yet trained to control her reiatsu, not yet able to dictate where it would surge and where it would be targeted. So, when she realized that she might just be the cause of the deaths of the couple that practically raised her, she lost it. Her reiatsu flowed uncontrolled, and erratically. It burst through the walls of her home, through the door, through the ceiling. It spread everywhere within a thirty-five meter circumference, destroying about ten buildings with over two dozen people in those homes. Most of them were criminals, but some of them were innocents. And that weighed on her soul. So much so that she fled the scene, never to look back. But she wouldn’t be on the run for long.

Some months after fleeing, someone tracked her down. It was somebody who looked to be a Shinigami. Shizu could recall that day. It was a tall man. His hair was golden like the sun and eyes green like emerald. He wasn’t the most tactful man she had ever meant at the time, but when he spoke to her, she found herself in absolute silence. He told her that he knew exactly who she was and what she had done, but that didn’t matter. What did matter was that they knew her and that she had incredible spiritual energy. So much so that they would like to personally invite her to join the Shi’no Academy. Or as most in Rukongai know it by, Shinigami Academy. As one might imagine, Shizu thought it was a joke or something. SOmeone like her, who had done the things she did, couldn’t possibly be important enough for such a prestigious academy like that. But, as this golden-haired Shinigami would inform her, she was, in fact, that damn important.

So, shizu went with him. She followed his lead to Shi’no Academy, and would work to hone her skills and hope to control the power within her.

Years passed and Shizu did just that. First was the entrance exam, whcih proved to be difficult on its own. Regardless, she passed it with above-average flying colors. After she was examined of what she excelled at and what she needed to work on, she had her placement tests. She did well in Zanjutsu and Hakuda, average in Hoho, but was below-average in Kido. Though, it was interesting for her instructors to find out that Shizu’s perception was high despite not having much talent for the act of kido itself(spells).

Skip forward about six years, and that’s where we have one graduate of Shi’no Academy, Shizukesa Dai Shinji. She traded in her Shi’no Academy shihakusho for her Shinigami variation. Not long after, she was placed in the fifth seat of Division 10. Somewhere down the line, she went through various promotions where she was appointed the lieutenant of Division Ten.

This was five years ago.

In the present, much like most of her peers and superiors, Shizu is in hiding of sorts in the Living World, unable to return to her home due to an invading group of unknown enemies. If there was just one thing she wished, it would to go back home. If only it were that easy..

【Personality:

Don’t let Shizu’s tendency to remain silent as a sign of weakness. As a woman, she isn’t intimidating, but she holds a certain presence that should speak for itself. Her shifting eye glances tend to speak volumes. She absorbs the facial expressions of others. She knows exactly what to look for. This is where her observant skills come into play. Shizu has incredible intuition. Whether it stems from extensive training or some innate ability, it's undeniable that it's one of her defining traits.

Instead of letting the other person talk, Shizu does it for them, often going on a rant about why they are a certain way, how they act, what they might think or say to her or about her. Some have noted that she uses this as a way to deter those who vye to get close to her. Or get past the wall she puts between herself and others. That is to say that she keeps people at an arm’s length. Something it’s intentional, and sometimes it’s bad habits resurfacing. Regardless, she does this a lot, and it tends to get on people’s nerves. Whoops.

When in meetings with her captain or any other superior, Shizu is, if nothing else, professional and concise. You will never meet a more efficient person when it comes to reporting for missions and giving the end-mission reports to whoever may be the squad leader of said mission. Her ability to remember every exact detail is the highest of all lieutenants. If not, then she will have to fix that, now won’t she?

【Notable Traits】

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【Likes/Dislikes】

✔ Meditating
✔ Rainy/stormy weather; it’s good for Shizu to calm herself
✔ Sweet, spicy, and savory food.
✔ The scent of the air after it rains
✔ Rainbows
✔ The sounds of thunder pounding during a storm
✔ Living World TV Dramas
✔ Solidarity
✔ Various herbal teas and red wine
✔ The smell of cherry blossoms in the springtime

✘ Loud noises/people being noisy
✘ Salty and bitter food
✘ Chaos
✘ Talking about her past/people discovering her past
✘ The obnoxious and proud
✘ Those who don’t show their superiors the respect that they deserve
✘ Bees
✘ Being forced out of her home

【Positive】
▲ Conscientious
▲ Disciplined
▲ Compassionate
▲ Observant
▲ Intuitive
▲ Punctual
▲ Organized

【Neutral】
☯ Solemn
☯ Droll
☯ Reserved
☯ Placid
☯ Obedient

【Negative】
▼ Guarded
▼ Dodges the serious questions
▼ Keeps people at arm’s length
▼ Has a tendency to be a motormouth
▼ Melancholic

【Relationships】

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NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis/Lover/Spouse etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

NAME: Friend/Rival/Acquaintance/Superior Officer/Nemesis etc

Summary of Relationship. When they met, how long they've known one another, how they feel about them and why.

【Capabilities】

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【General Aptitude】

Fighting Style:

TBD

Vast Reiryoku: 4/4

Impressive Reiatsu:3/4

Average Alignment:2/4

Zanjutsu Grandmaster: 4/4

Incredible Offense:4/4

Impressive Defense:3/4

Impressive Resonance: 3/4

Hakuda Expert: 2/4

Average Offense: 2/4

Unremarkable Defense: 1/4

Unremarkable Physical Strength:1/4

Kidō Practitioner : 1/4

Unremarkable Kido Power: 1/4

Impressive Perception:3/4

Hohō Practitioner: 1/5

Average Mobility:2/5
Average Resilience2/5

【Zanpakuto】

Zanpakuto Information

Sealed State

_{~"I am just the calm before the storm."~}

Additional Description:

In her sealed state, Kakegoe takes the form of an ordinary katana. Her hilt is blue and dim grey, meanwhile her sheath, though of blue shade, has a darker tone of grey akin to storm clouds. She has a square handguard, and her blade is chrome silver, and curves slightly at the tip. She’s usually kept around the hip of Shizu due to the latter’s average height.

Inner World & Spirit:

Kakegoe’s inner-world is a frozen tundra that is cursed by a continuous storm that alternates between extreme, high-pressured winds, explosive, random lightning storms, hail that comes down at nearly fifty miles-per-hour, rain that is enough to drown a collosus in seconds, and near-absolute zero temperatures. Alternatively, there could be an absence of all of the aforementioned weather conditions due to the intense heat. It’s all dependent on two factors. Number one, the state of mind of Kakegoe herself, and number two, Shizu’s emotional state. If she is angry, it will be like the inside of a volcano. If she’s feeling depressed, it’ll be colder than the arctic.

The clouds are either pure white from the icy winds or black as obsidian from the storms, or they could be red-hot from the blazing, fiery anger that either Kakegoe or Shizu - or both - feel.

Kakegoe is a beautiful zanpakuto spirit. She has skin like caramel and hair like snow. A body with curves in right places. Her eyes are also something of perfection. They glow, always, with a deep blue color. She usually wears a a bra and underwear outfit due to the fact that she prefers not to hide her features. She does not, however, fancy shoes. Her voice is sultry and often noted by Shizu as being just a bit too suggestive.

Zanpakuto Personality:

To describe Kakegoe would be to describe a storm. She is relentless about certain things. She is unpredictable. She is comforting. She is understanding. She is unforgiving. But above all things, Kakegoe is a bitch. Yes, you read correct. Shizu cannot express enough how much she wants to hate Kakegoe. This is not to say she is without her ups, but the fact that she has flat out denied Shizu the option to learn bankai without a single reason given aside from “because I said so, that’s why,” was enough reason for Shizu to have the preconception that her zanpakuto is one grade-A bitch.

But that couldn’t be further from the truth.

It’s not that Kakegoe is difficult. She might be according to Shizu, but the fact of the matter is that she fears for Shizu. As hard as it might be for her to believe, Kakegoe knows what enduring Bankai would do to her. The fact that Shizu hasn’t even mastered the final ability of Shikai is proof enough. She admires Shizu’s will to get stronger, but out of respect for her, Kakegoe had to deny her in the harshest of ways. Regardless if it created a rift between them. But one day, Kakegoe knows that Shizu will be ready. When that day comes, Kakegoe will fully embrace her desire to learn bankai.

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Shikai

_{~"Expunge, Kakegoe(掛け声 'Squall')"~}

Kakegoe’s form does not change dramatically from her sealed state upon release. The only notable change is that it becomes surrounded by a thick layer of stormy reiatsu that have three aspects to it: the first is it generates a small, continuous breeze within a half-meter distance away from it. The second is that the air in that same circumference is as if an icy wind has passed. And the final is that it sounds like crackling lightning. All three aspects, when she is swung, Kakegoe will demonstrate(see techniques for more details.)

Ability:
Thought originally to be an ice-based zanpakuto, recent reveals show that Kakegoe is, in fact much more than that. Much like her namesake, Kakegoe is a squall. Her main ability is known as Kakegoegyo(Squall Line). It is the point of a squall where thunderstorms and cold fronts and high-speed gusts of wind are a definite possibility. It is the point where, during active weather, regardless if it’s natural or artificial, Kakegoe’s ability lies. With her at Shizu’s disposal, the latter can manipulate her reiatsu to either manipulate existing storm clouds in the surrounding area or send her reiatsu into the air to drop the temperature drastically, and cause a progressing storm to happen

Techniques

Hider

Kazakiri(_剪断Wind Shear):
Kazakiri is the first of techniques that Shizu learned from Kakegoe. It’s also the most basic of techniques she knows. Either by motioning Kakegoe horizontally or vertically, it will send invisible reiatsu flying outward that will manipulate the atmosphere to cause an increase of wind speed. Regardless if she motions Kakegoe vertically or horizontally, it will have the same effect: A right angle-shaped arc of lightning and high wind currents will begin to form in a 3m area. Within that area, random strikes of lightning are bound to happen to any and all in that area of effect. Those outside are still suspect to minor shock and/or wind damage. Additionally, minor wind blades will form after a certain amount of time has passed. It should be noted that this technique, while able to be used at any given moment, is definitely her weakest of abiltiies. As such, it should be expected that the max amount of damage one takes is not equal to that of a lieutenent-level attack.

Jōshō Kiryū(_上昇気流Rising Air Current):.
By utilizing the clouds above, Shizu is able to manipulate it with her reiatsu to cause a vertical updraft of hot or cool air down upon a target of her choosing. Since it’s more controlled than Kazakiri, she can dictate who or what she motions Kakegoe to strike. When she swings upward, the hot and cold air is gathered, and surrounds Shizu, flowing down around the blue aura of Kakegoe. Shizu knows when the preparation is complete by when she gets a feeling of both stress and comfort.

Kakō kiryū (_下降気流Descending Air Current):
When Shizu swings downward, the hot and cold air gathered around Kakegoe releases in an arc of semi-transparent reiatsu that is half-light blue, half-crimson. The arc aims at whoever is in the direct line of sight of Kakegoe’s tip. Upon contact, there will be a two-part effect. The first will be a strong sensation of heat flowing through their body, momentarily rendering them immobilized by it, then comes the chill. The shift from hot to cold happens in a matter of seconds. Due to that, it will have disastrous effects on whoever is struck.

Throughout all of this, there is one underlying limit to how strong the sensations of heat and cold are: Shizu’s one mental state at the time of using this technique. Assuming she is even and completely calm, the effects will be at half-strength of maximum potency. That, of course, would only give half as much the feverish sensation as it would the cold chill. Now, given that Shizu is in a melancholy state, the hot air will have little to no effect on the target, but the cold chill is another story. The same could be said if she was in a vivid rage. The hot air, much like fire, is of passion. And when she would be passionate with anger, the hot air will be at maximum potency, while the cold air will be as if a mild gust of icy wind past through - felt, but easily shrugged off.

Despite that all, however, whether there is maximum hot air potency or cold air, it will be for nothing if Shizu could bring herself to utilizing it at full power. For her to this, she must be willing to yield herself to Kakegoe’s will, something, even as her master, she hasn’t been able to do for quite some time. Not since the coup happened.

Hiyazemen(_冷前面Cold Front):
Considered to be Kakegoe’s most powerful - and most dangeorus - shikai ability, Hiyazemen is aa technique in which requires Shizu to focus her reiryoku into the atmosphere surrounding her, and dropping the temperature to below freezing temperatures(0 degrees Celsius, 32 Degrees Fahrenheit). Once this is accomplished, pure white mist flows from the hilt and up of Kakegoe’s blade at high speeds, and surrounds the surrounding environment in a 3m-6m radius with Shizu at the very edge of it and her intended target at the center. Then, as Shizu stabs Kakegoe into the ground, her reiatsu is felt as the mist starts to solidify around both Shizu and her target. It gets to the point where they are both inside a dome of ice, reinforced by Shizu’s own spiritual power.

Once secured, Shzu will then raise Kakegoe into the air, letting Kakegoe herself float into the air, and spin around until the sight of her blade is nothing but a rotating, blade of blue reiatsu. As Kakegoe increases the velocity of her spinning, icy winds stard to develop, gathering around her. By Shizu’s command, a mini-tornado, blue and white in color, appears with Kakegoe in the dead center. It’s not a tall tornado; it’s as high as Shizu stands. When Shizu places her hand forward, the tornado unleashes a series of freezing gusts of air, continuous and ever-flowing.

It should be noted it’s in the incomplete phases. Shizu has not fully mastered it. As such, using it, while it may have negative effects for whoever is caught within its radius, will have the worst effects done directly to Shizu. Among the obvious lack of control she would have over it, it will undoubtedly deplete her reiryoku drastically, not to mention that frostbite is an unavoidable side effect too. Additionally, due to lack of mastery, the maximum power at which Hiyazeman can be utilized is ten percent shy of half-maximum power. The longer the dome remains in effect and the more gusts of cold air is shot at her target, the frostbite will start to increase until the point focus cannot remain. Should Shizu lose more than half of her focus, or if Kakegoe suspects it’s too much for her, she will cut off the technique immediately, and return to her sealed form.

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Bankai

_{~"BANKAI...NAME"~}

Ability:

Techniques

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Roleplaying 'Productivity' Applications

When it comes to jotting down ideas, I write them down on some scratch paper so I don't forget them. Then, only after I have jotted all I can, I go to Google Docs to write it up neatly so I have it for whenever.

When it comes to collaborations specific to RP post, I go for Google Docs again. I used to use Titanpad/Piratepad/Etherpad, but that was only because I used to have Windows XP, and that's all it could handle. Now I use Gdocs for just about everything collab and cs-making-related.

As for the actual art of discussion about rps, I either use Skype or Discord. I used to use Chatzy, but like with titanpad and gdocs, I use discord primarily because I don't have a shit computer anymore.

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Glad to know I am not the only one that does this!

@Lady Amalthea

You can add me to that list. When I was doing my prep for NaNoWriMo, I jotted down so many ideas on so many sticky notes that my entire desk is full of various sticky notes.

【Bleach: Souls Adrift】

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