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Cup of Bleach?

Kaiyo ripped off the melon and tossed it aside, quickly brushing himself off and wiping away the juice with his over sized robes. The hollow laughed at the reapers humiliation only to stop once he realized how pissed Kaiyo was. Kaiyo took off sprinting once more after the small joker of a demon. He wanted to use his zanpakuto but once again reminded himself of the collateral damage.

The only thing he could do was chase it down hoping he could catch it. Kaiyo continued to sprint through the market, knowing he could ignore most of the people around him since majority can't see ghosts. As the hollow ran and jumped around throwing items of bargain sale, including a large fish that was heading for the back of a girls head who seemed to be walking from school. Kaiyo reached his arm out to block the fish, his hand phasing through the girls face, however his body didn't follow. He had ran into the other girl like a brick wall. He now laid a tip the girl, his head resting in a soft place. He groaned and looked to the side before quickly summoning his zanpakuto spirit, "Rika go, try to keep up with him." Kaiyo moaned once more before placing his hands at his side to push himself up only to look at the specimen below him, "Yoko?"

Beacon: Before the Fall

With a gentle smile and a small pat, "Well that's something we'll need to practice on," a small giggle following. Glas was glad that her teammate was okay, even though they just met, she would always care for those who helped. She placed her hand on her skirt as if patting herself, "I'm sorry, I don't have anything that would help you recover but I can make getting around a bit easier. She set her flute down and proceeded to remove her cape before wrapping it around Hansa's neck. "It's pretty old but infused with dust, it'll make you feel lighter, easy on your feet," she gave a small smile with a tilt of her head. She stood up and snapped open her flute to its original longg spear. She knew she wasn't strong enough to help him up but stood in a way to make it obvious that he can use the spear to help him stand up light a walking stick.

Remnants of the Past

Nickname: Mar

Race: Faunus (White Tiger, tail and ears)

Gender: Male

Age: 41

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 180lbs

Appearance:

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Symbol

Aura Color: Blue

Semblance: Withdrawl-absorbs target's aura

Semblance Limitations: Target has to be touched and user of aura

Weapon: Marlin is an expert in martial arts and a powerful practioner of aura. Able to use his aura to amplify his physical capabilities.

Favored Dust Element: Marlin keeps a small pouch with many tiny crystals of various dust to power his aura.

Personality:

Bio: Marlin grew up in Vaccuo, his parents lost to the Grimm at a very young age to which he doesn't remember them very well if not at all. A man had taken him under his care, teaching the boy everything he knew. From the science of dust, to the practice of aura control, to a long lost form of martial arts. Marlin studied and practice hard. He had nothing else in life but what he was taught. The city of Vaccuo wasn't exactly pleasant for a Faunus. A late night walk home and Marlin's guardian was lost to a small pack of Beowolf. He chased them down finding out where their cave was, taking that information to Shade Academy. Their response was not what Marlin wanted, they refused to help, saying the removal of a small pack did not compared to their other missions. This caused him to build a deep hatred for any Hunter or Huntress, they were meant to help people, slay Grimm, and his case was too small. That day he vowed to train harder every day to push his skills and limits to those above any hunter. And so he did, he trained himself and practiced under journals left by his fallen guardian. Years upon years went by and eventually he was ready. Before he was an adult he felt confident to take on the pack of beowolf that killed his mentor. As expected the back still wasn't dealt with and it was much larger than before, if brought to the attention of Shade they may step in but he was going to deal with them himself. With martial arts and aura control at his side, he demolished not only the pack but the cave from which they resided in. From that day on, always underestimating his skills, he continues to fight grimm for personal gain, or the occasional help.

Beacon: Before the Fall

Glas watched the two operate with each other, using both her spear and their skills to dispatch the oversized Grimm. She was quite surprised however to see her partner have such an ability of growing sizes, she thought that it could be a great combo with her spear some day. As the beast fell and dissipated Hansa collapsed. With their primary threat dealt with and knowing the others were tackling the other Grimm, she thought it best to respond to her partner. Glas pulled her spear back to her removing all additional aspects and folding it down to her panflute only to play it and swoop down to Hansa's level. She knelt down with her hand on his knee, "Hansa, are you okay? You really pushed yourself huh?"

Beacon: Before the Fall

Glas watched Sarah and Hansa fight well against the Nevermore. She was happy to be in a fight with others. From her high vantage point she was luckily away from the rubble as it fell around the cage. Sarah wanted a plan and Hansa gave an answer. Though she didn't speak much she had a way to contribute. Glas pulled her spear back to hands, changing its aspects once again, this time to a much larger and sharper spear head, she threw hard and pulled tight so it curves and landed in the beasts chest, it didn't pierce that much but that was her point. "THERE'S YOUR TARGET!" she yelled so the other two could aim and strike together.

Remnants of the Past

Marlin will be born

Beacon: Before the Fall

Glas removed the barbed aura off her spear and jumped off when told to. She landed a good vantage point to see the Nevermore struggling in its new cage. Given the order to go all out Glas didn't hesitate. She concentrated a bit before infusing her aura back into her spear, creating barbs that bent all sorts of ways and cycled around the head, like a complicated chainsaw in the shape of a ball. She threw NeverLand and controlled it with her string of aura as it repeatedly stabbed and shredded the Nevermores extentions.

Beacon: Before the Fall

Glas nodded to Hansa's suggestion, the ruins would be perfect to fight the giant bird of prey. However the Nevermore was going nowhere near the old stone buildings. Her partner wanted to get on top, an attempt to ride she thought. Glas pulled her string of aura as if they were being lifted by an elevator towards the Nevermore. As they got closer she threw Hansa at a different angle, hoping he could find a way to center himself above. Meanwhile she reached her spear and held onto it like an anchor point at the belly of the beast.

Beacon: Before the Fall

Glas switched her arrow heads to ice and fired two more shots at the Nevermore, hoping to slow it down at the least. Neverland went back to its spear form amd she started running. She was not expecting a Deathstalker to show up but with quick thinking she could use it to her advantage. Everyone around her was fighting and she couldn't have been more thrilled, though from what she overheard no one was staying for the kill. Glas looked up at Hansa who was busy distracting the giant bird asking for some assistance.

Glas charged at the Deathstalker, jumping slightly only to brace her feet on it's claw. She knew it's natural instinct would be to shake her off so when it lifted she used her light frame and quick movement to launch herself up using the Deathstalkers claw like a catapult. With spear in hand she infused her aura making the spear head barbed and attaching a string to herself. Glas threw the spear as hard as she could at the Nevermore, stabbing it in the midsection. She now swung haphazardly through the air being dragged by the bird. She reached her hand down toward her teammate, "HANSA" she shouted, hoping he would jump to her the two could drag the Nevermore somewhere else.

Beacon: Before the Fall

Glas jumped off her spear, knowing she had some time while the giant bird made up it's mind. She now stood her normal short height, having to look up at the group as the conversed with each other. She kept her spear out, for sure standing above everyone's heads as she made her way over Hansa. "I too like the rook," she said with a smile. She reached out to grab one but was stopped short by his calling of the Nevermore, it shrieked in return. Glas quickly spun around pulling a wire out of her staff. Her cape was moved to one shoulder revealing a quiver with many arrows and a mechanism to change the heads as needed. She drew a flame arrow pulling back on the string. Zooming in the bow crunched one size shorter before she let go. The arrow heading straight for the Nevermore.