Witnessing the Aftermath [Sethos then Open]

Sethos was only a moment behind Misaki, never straying more than a few feet from her on their journey here. He stopped before the gate, looking around with a plain face. Though all one had to do was look to the slight down turn of his lips or the burning rage flaming within his light blue eyes to know the disgust that was flowing through his entire being. He didn't have too push himself to feel what was left of the fight that had taken place. The ex-captain could smell the blood from where he stood and he wrinkled his nose for a moment, glaring toward the building, if it could still be called as such. Spotting Misaki step ahead, he followed behind her, keeping an eye out for any other signs of life and keeping his senses high for any trace of new spiritual pressures that would give them some sign that they needed to get out then and there before being discovered.

As they made their way inside, he noted that at first it seemed like nothing than a deserted building that had been left to rot away, even if it had only been a few hours since it was last functioning like any other school. "What are they..?" he asked but before he could fully get the question out he was walking into a room behind Misaki. Sethos had looked her way to ask his question about arrancars...or whatever she had called them..But instead his voice was left to fade out when he saw her face. The other rogue looked extremely pale, sickly so when he looked to her feet he saw what looked like a squished organ of sorts and came to a realization, his own stomach churning. Looking back up he saw the blood splattered behind her against the wall which the woman was left to lean upon and he knew that she knew as well as him just what her back was pressed up against.

"Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Lets g-..." But just like that she was gone. His eyes widened instantly as she took of and he quickly moved to follow after her, shouting out the woman's name. With care for his steps he darted to the destroyed outer wall, sensing the female up above him, likely on the roof as far away as she could get. Leaning outside he took hold of some crumbled stone, using it to push off into the air with his arm. His other hand now reaching out, it met the top bar of the fence bordering the roof and he pulled himself over, spotting Misaki just as soon as he landed. She was a mess, leaning against the door with a distant look, her skin sickly looking. even from where he stood he could see the way she was shaking. HE slumped his shoulders, watching her for a moment with a look of sadness showing in his own eyes briefly before they came under control again. He knew Misaki was a trained killer and yet even she was in this kind of state. That was more than enough to show how much of a tragedy this was.

Sethos stepped forward, making sure to take his steps slow in stride, not wanting to spook her, not sure how she would react to anything in the state her mind was in in that moment. When he reached her he slowly knee\aled down, looking right into her eyes with a slightly worried expression. He would ask if she was alright but he figured that hardly needed an answer that he couldn't see for himself. Even he could feel a bit of a cold sweat forming over his skin from the sight that was back in the room. It was chilling to even the most experienced warriors. "Can you take it...?" he asked instead, another way of asking if it would be better to just leave. There was a mix of overwhelming things that could easily be too much to stand.

Sethos didn't object to her weight, placing a firm hold around her back and under her arms to steady her as she stood. All of this had clearly been a bad idea. He could feel her body trembling against his own and frowned deeply. She really was shaken up. More than he had gathered. However for a moment he eased up his hold around her, turning to get a better look at her face and making sure she had a clear one of his own features, which had recently softened a great deal. "Don't be sorry for anything" he spoke in a kind tone, obviously some part of him that had gotten him into the position of a beloved captain. He offered the woman a smile but just as soon as it reached his ice cold eyes it was gone, replaced with a sense of alarm.

"Not now..." he growled, picking up on the two new reistsus. Misaki was quite correct. Getting out of there was necessary now. Even more for reasons he was not quite aware of. He heard Misaki speak up about her impairment and all the more narrowed his eyes. He was about to scoop Misaki up into his arms when he realized it would be too late to refrain from being spotted. One was already on the roof.

He pulled Misaki up against him, one arm wrapped tightly around her as he ducked behind the raised walls of the door. He was masking his reiatsu as best he could though it wasn't exactly a mystery as to where they were. There were only so may place to hide on the roof. They didn't need to start a fight but then again just making a mad dash didn't seem all that brilliant either. They would obviously start a chase. Sethos wasn't the fastest to begin with and carrying the female would hinder him some. But anything was worth a try now. Without another doubt he pulled Misake up into his arms, being sure that when he darted out from behind the wall he was comepletely hiding Misaki from the view of their visitors. Or so he had thought.





The moment Hitomi stepped out form the senkaimon she could sense the death that had taken place here the day prior. A chill wracked her small frame and she was visibly forcing herself to keep up her neutral expression. Her lips cracked a few tips, forming twisted frowns. Her eyes seemed dull, like she wasn't completely there. She didn't want to be. Though she sensed something else that caught her attention. There were other shinigami's here already? None of them were familiar. This fact brought her back from her distant world. She was already looking at Deisuke knowingly when he spoke up, a sign that she was on to the same thing as him. She was right behind him with her own shunpo, however halfway through she took her own path. What good was finding an enemy if you couldn't trap them?

She had gone around the building with her speed. She knew the new reiatsus had come fromt he roof but for a moment they were faded. 'they're hiding...' she thought to herself, narrowing her eyes as she slid to a stop still on the ground. She waited silently, masking her own reiatsu to better hide the fact that she was waiting for any move. And there it was just moments later. That reiatsu on the roof was flaring again and Hitomi took the sign. she shunpoed up through the air with her great speed, quickly landing on the roof in the path of the man who was sprinting towards its ledge. She was quick to draw her sword, lunging out with the full intent of cutting the man down. with a stroke of luck though the white haired shinigami evaded her quick movements, flying back to the toward the door, twisting awkwardly as he did so, his back to her the whole time. What was up with that? It was then that she noticed he was carrying someone. The other unfamiliar reiatsu she assumed. Hitomi kept her stance but didn't yet make any move, waiting for Deisuke to do something and lead her in what to do with the two unfamiliar faces in between them.

the man was glaring back and forth between the two of them, his eyes holding deadly intent. He still did not allow the other person to be fully seen, keeping her as tucked int him as he could. IT was clear he knew his own position. His frown of distaste made that much clear. Even more so when he made another run for it. He pushed off with all he could muster up, running for the side. Any way that might get him out of there.

"Deisuke they''re going!" Hitomi shouted in instinct, giving him the chance to go after the pair. In the meantime she was setting herself up to get ready for some alternate route that might be taken.

Sethos was forced to withdraw as Deisuke made his move to intercept him. With a flare of reiatsu from his foot he launched himself back down to the middle of the roof, glaring up at the man. He had two zanpakutos. That was a never a good sign. He growled under his breath, looking around for some other option but it all seemed in vain. He didn't want to fight and draw more attention to the area but what else could be done at this point?

He raised a brow as Misaki spoke but wouldn't argue with her. He knew already she would likely remove herself if she had to. So he let her down, making sure she could stand well enough on her own. Looking back over his shoulder, the ex-captain glaned over Hitomi, sizing her up to make sure this was really alright. "You can take her right?" he questioned. She was a shrimpy little girl but she was also running around with the other man. He ranked her around a lieutenant, though at the same time he knew better than to doubt Misaki, even if she was in this state.

Finally he looked back to the captain, his eyes dark. Looking over him now something seemed odd. He looked like Misaki. Those eyes...they nearly copied the woman's. Thier hair, skin, everything was matching up as Sethos continued his survey. A sense of dread hit him. There was no way the two weren't related somehow. Things had just gotten much worse. If the man recognized Misaki it would be easy enough to tell just who they were to the soul Society. Somehow he didn't though. He questioned it for only a moment, his mind then sidetracked by Deisuke's questions. "We came to check things out after hearing about this tragedy, and we have. There's nothing more for us to do here." he didn't dare speak an answer to the second question. What was he going to say? That he was an ex-squad three captain who fled? And that Misaki was..well he didn't exactly know.. "Now that we're done here we won't be a trouble to you. Forget you ever saw us" his words were not a suggestion but a clear order. "Or else I'm afraid we'll have to be getting out of here the hard way as well" Sethos sounded disgusted by these words but they were the truth. Despite that he wasted no time in drawing his zanpakuto.

"Shine, Rursus" White reiatsu exploded from his blade, bright enough to be nearly blinding. It swirled around, completely masking his blade for a moment before it faded out, now revealing itself a two larger black blades. Each seemed to be made up of four piecces, attached together at the hilt where an aqua sphere gleamed brightly. Sethos didn't lift the blades up yet, allowing their tips to rest upon the roof still. His eyes held deadly intent though and by the tight grip of his hands he knew he would be able to draw them up in a fraction of a second if he needed to. And how it seemed it really would come to that.






Hitomi watched it all happen, a lump stuck in her throat. That white haired man wasn't just another low shinigami. she glanced at Deisuke but didn't allow herself to worry. He could take care of things. she knew it. In the mean time though...

She looked to the woman. She looked weakened and distressed. That much she could tell. And she was left to fight her. It didn't seem like a hard task. She had overheard it herself. The woman was slower than usual. That would much work to her advantage. She was fast, faster than many in her own squad. This was too good. Hitomi even allowed a small smile. She'd at least get to be useful in some way.

She didn't move yet though. She doubted Deisuke was going to just let them go. But just in case...she didn't want to jump into anything and kick off an unnecessary fight if she didn't have to. Even as her limbs were itching to launch herself at the other woman.

Sethos had been expecting the very form of attack Deisuke had used. Or at least he thought he had. He slashed one of his own black blades upward, meeting Deisuke's own to stop them before they were able to touch him. However he felt something ripping across his torso, two things like blades. "What?.." His eyes widened as he stared at Deisuke's sword. They hadn't moved. Then it dawned on him. The man's wings had. So those are what had cut him then? He narrowed his eyes, suddenly drawing his second blade up. He drew his arm back enough so that it didn't quite touch deisuke. Instead its different parts openeing up a few inches and with a flash it was firing laser like beams right at the captain's torso, hoping the speed and close range would play to his advantage.

Either way He used the distraction to push off from Deisuke with his other blade, propelling himself about thirty yards back on the roof. His looked down at his torso and the two deep cuts that were there now, cursing at himself for not seeing such a thing. Those wings weren't just for show, which might make his role a bit more difficult. At least he was set to keep this long range where he expected those wings wouldn't be so useful.

Thinking no more Sethos raised both of his blades, each of them giving off a soft white glow. Both of them opened up this time, firing once again at Deisuke. He shot several beams, each with enough strength in them to greatly sear anything they may land upon. However after a few shots he out one blade down, allowing more room around the other as it opened up fully, revealing a white orb within its center, but only for a moment before he shot out a new beam, ten feet in diameter with more power than the previous smaller ones. He didn't dare think that would end it though, even if it hit. He crossed his now closed swords out infront of him, waiting for some kind of counter that would close the distance he created.






Hitomi eyed Misaki's shikai, gripping the handle of her own zanpakuto tightly. When the woman moved she readied herself but before she knew it there was a stabbing pain in her shoulder. She was faster than she expected. Hitomi drew her sword up to block the second stab, then third before she swiftly launched herself back a few dozen feet, a serious look upon her face now.

"Shutsubotsu suru, Korinoseishin" she called out and the air suddenly became cold. A cloud of steam formed around the lieutenant. It slowly faded away to reveal her once more but before much could be seen through the cloud a violet sickle blade was flying out from it, spiraling and aiming to stab itself into Misaki's shoulder. Right behind it, Hitomi came running, chains rattling as she did so. It was the first time her weapon could be clearly seen. A long silver chains connected two violet hued sickles, appearing to be frozen over with a layer of glimmering ice.

It seemed Hitomi was running in for a straight attack, but that was hardly the case. She leaned down as she ran, leaving a track of ice behind her as she allowed her blade to drag over the ground. When she reached Misaki she raised up and it seemed like she was going to swing to hit but suddenly she vanished in a shunpo, reappearing in the air. She whipped her blade again, hitting nothing but air. Though she looked quite proud of herself for something.Hoping she was enough of a distraction, hitomi used the ice she had left on the ground to form a jagged blade like shard which was sent flying right at Misaki's side when Hitomi slashed the sickle of her zanpakuto.

OOC: I tried to wait I swear >.<

All while fighting, Hitomi could sense others nearby, very nearby. She looked back over her shoulde rin the general direction she was getting their presences from. Her eyes narrowed. One was somewhat familiar but the other was indeed that of a hollow. Something was off though. She couldn't put her finger on it but she always trusted her senses, above everything else. With the large shardof ice to distract Misaski even if it was just for that short moment, Hitomi gathered up the ice her chains were producing since then. With another swing of her zanpakuto it formed a tick wall between her and the other female. It wasn't that hard to break through but again it was just a distraction.

With that in place, she shunpoed to the edge of the building, turning back to look at Deisuke. He must have been sensing it too, even in the middle of a battle. "I'm going to check it out!" She yelled back, not waiting for a reply. If she was lucky she would have hit Misaki with her first attack and hindered the already offset woman even more. If she could still fight she wouldn't be a problem for Deisuke. She had faith in her friend.

Without anymore warning, Hitmoi leapt form the roof, disappearing into thin air in another shunpo. Something was telling her this was a bad idea, that she was in over her head. Even still she couldn't stand by with that feeling that something was happening. Enough tragedy had struck already. No more could come to this poor town.