When we Party, We Party like Animals [Invite Only]

Food!! Decadence!!Overkill!! Drinking *Gasp* TO MUCH WATER!!!! The human world was a treat like no other!! So many people doing sooo many things to excess!! It was enough to drive a man mad...So it was a good thing that Tavy was no longer a man, and already being mad kinda made the point...well pointless. Still it had been ohh so long since Skippy had a chance to sample the pleasure of the flesh and now that he was there he was eating,smoking and fucking everything he could. But like a wise man once said all good things must come to an end and this held just as true for the immortal embodiment's of sin as it did for the average Joe on the street.

So with a sigh Tavy had managed to drag him self away from his pleasure palace and proceeded to wonder the shopping district of down town Karakura. The place felt like home to to him, for he had never seen such a retched den of gluttony and perversion sense he had been among the truly living... Humanity had taken some rather astounding leaps and bounds in the area of pleasurable entertainment, and even Caligula would have been impressed.

Men and women alike showing more skin then ever before, Food shops on ever corner doing brisk business at all times of day and night and dens of perversion every other block....This era was truly a great age to be alive!! What was even better was the fact that everyone wanted, needed, had to have more of something. That little fact made his job... well easy. In fact a little to easy for his tastes but hey that just meant he had more time to do what he wanted....to excess....His laugh at that thought could be heard for miles.

Today he wore what all cheats wore in this day and age. A fancy, over priced silk suit and tie with diamond cuff links. Okay maybe he was a little over dressed...But it was better to be over dressed then under dressed no matter the occasion, and if it made you look like a sex god...while that was something he would just have to live with.

So he walked the streets, stopping every so often to peddle his wares...Binding more and more people to him and his siblings...But he was getting bored...And he was tired of puking up little white girls for these perverts to play with...With a sigh he continued on his course hoping to run into someone, or something interesting.

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Pleonexia Profani
Deadly Sin Embodiement of Greed

The Image of True Desire:

Notice:

Among the masses walked one human, one human in particular, who's face, hair, and body made him fit in perfectly - probably in some other country, but not here in Japan. Despite his more round nose and far too deep green eyes looking forward - dead as ever, - no one seemed intrigued. Every regular by-stander walking around him would peer in his direction normally, as if they did not contemplate a tourist or an odd person. The people walking down the roughly paved black streets of the busy Downtown area of Karakura Town did notice him for sure: some would wave as if to a family member, others would look at him as they would look at the others walking about, seeing him as normal. The day seemed regular, the rush hour normal, the sound of large passenger planes flying overhead, the towering glass buildings; all was normal. If all the aforementioned things held true, and the character was truly as normal as he seemed, then why on Earth, and in Japan, did no one notice the cadaver he dragged in his right hand?

It flailed.

The body jerked, so it must still have life. It was a man, mid-fifties, wearing a tank top which had some blood on it and some khaki pants. The rest of the body seemed blurry as if it had been smudged. It slid on the rough grounds, bumping into some of the many Japanese people walking on the street beside it, yet, despite this, if a human looked down on where the body of this middle aged American man hit, they would not jump back in disgust or scream in distress for fear of witnessing the consequences of a murder. No, instead, they looked back up at the obviously Greek man, gave a quick "Gomen" or a "Gomen Kudasai," sometimes accompanied by a bow, and then continued to traverse the streets of Japan.

"Ohayo Arthur Johnson. And not the state Ohio. Do you know what the word Ohayo means here in Japan?” The man walking spoke to the dying, if not dead, body with the normal voice of a baritone, casually continuing to speak to the man "Arthur" as if he were holding a conversation with another human. "Probably you do not, but that is of little importance. Tokyo is such a great city, I am almost certain someone must have helped you around." The body, naturally, did not respond. In fact, as the soothing voice of this 5'9" male filled the air, it seemed to cause the dragging body of Arthur to blur out more. It shook again, this time moving its head which must have had a restraint on its neck from the right hand of the character dragging it. A close inspection of the physical connection between the character and Arthur showed, though Arthur clearly moved at the same pace as the man above him and Arthur's head stationed itself near the man's hand, the man was not holding it.

"Beside the point again. My name is Pleonexia. I am from the depths of Hell and I am sorry to inform you the reason you are dead and are losing the connection to your body is because you’re heading down to Hell. You see, the reason you are going is not because you stole something; no, on the contrary and under normal circumstances, I would encourage such an action. Rapacity is just a great virtue; I try to promote it to everyone I meet. So, then, why am I dragging you around then sending you to Hell for such virtuous act? The problem was not your action, it was your target. I do not fare well with people who take what is rightfully mine."

Pleonexia continued walking while the body dragged along lifelessly next to him. Then, smoothly and without any delay, the body floated up before Pleonexia at the sound of chains and levitated before Pleonexia, with its head tilted upward so that it seemed Arthur was being hanged. Pleonexia looked over at the body and spoke with an even softer tone, "Because you did not have this information when you snatched the rice ball you claimed was meant for you, I will give you all eternity to ponder if it was really meant for you."

Statistics:
Rank/level - MST-3
Hankou - 12
Reiryoku - 15
Hakudo - 16
Seijuu - 14
Bukijuu - 10
Hoho - 18
Points awarded: 0
Total points: 85

OOC: [Is this Open to all?]

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Leto Pheonix
Sin of Pride

When we Party, We Party like Animals [Invite Only] Underline

A red-clothed figure stood atop one of the many buildings that overlooked the streets of downtown Karakura. The signature red cloak and golden hair of the figure made it easily identifiable to the others of her kind as the embodiment of Pride, although none of the humans in the area would know of her, or even see her from the height at which she stood.

Languid golden eyes studied the crowds below, and then narrowed, as if the one who was gazing down into the street was somehow displeased.

Disgusting.

This single thought, was illustrated clearly by the one who stood above. Although their expression was for all purposes, devoid of any emotion, the orange-hued eyes blazed. Seeing all of those humans scurrying through the streets, carrying on with such a pointless existence... it almost angered the Sin. But then, she remembered her vow.

"I will bring it all to an end."

Leto would make it a reality, but not yet. First, she had to make them feel despair. Even though she was disgusted by these weak creatures, she would do them a favour, in the end. Fear and despair... those two things she would carve into their souls, as proof of their existence.

As Leto had been lost in her morbid thoughts, once again, the sclera of her eyes had begun to darken, to the point where the whites of her eyes were now a light gray shade. Realizing this once her vision, and the area around her had started to darken rapidly, Leto staggered slightly and blinked. When she opened her eyes again, they were back to normal, and the dark aura was gone; as if nothing had happened in the first place. "Akusei... Kaishi." She said in a somewhat strained voice. Only she knew the meaning of these words -- her true form -- and the source of the despair that would one day rain down upon the World of the Living.

Not yet... She told it. More than anything, she wanted to allow herself to lapse back into this form, but she still had to find it... that person from her dreams. The one thing she could not bring herself to destroy. The truth behind her entire existence. Once she obtained this truth, she could take action without a single regret.

Before her convoluted thoughts caused Akusei Kaishi to trigger again, Leto decided that she would need to find something else to amuse herself with.

The sound of chains attracted her attention, and she looked down once more, seeing a man suspended in the air by Hell Chains, and someone she recognized. Although she was aware that some of the others Sins had already left Hell as she had, Leto was surprised to see Pleonexia in a place like this. But then again, she was surprised at herself by coming here as well. the environment of a bustling city did not suit her tastes.

She walked up to the very edge of the building she was perched on, and simply hopped off the edge. Anyone who saw this would think it was a suicide attempt, but the Sin of Pride wasn't one to be conquered by something as inconsequential as gravity. She landed lightly and silently on the ground below, paying no heed to the crowd of stunned onlookers as she began to walk towards Pleonexia.

"Why are you messing around with that thing?" She asked the other Sin pointedly when she was close enough that he could hear her voice over the chatter of the surrounding humans. She did not even look at Arthur; honestly, she didn't care, but she needed something to distract herself with. The Arrancar from before had not stuck around long enough to provide her with any amusement.

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Mood: Bored
Location: Karakura Town - Downtown
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%

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Pleonexia Profani
Deadly Sin Embodiement of Greed

The Image of True Desire:

Another phasing of Arthur occurred, only this time, Arthur's body remained transparent and ephemeral for longer than usual. Pleonexia continued to walk casually between the crowd, accidentally bumping into another passerby. Pleonexia excused himself by raising his left hand and smiling. The young Japanese man bowed and smiled and turned to walk in the opposite direction. As he began to walk, though, the young man stumbled backward at such an odd phenomenon. The crowd, alarmed, scattered in all directions. The once kind people in Downtown Karakura Town now crashed into Pleonexia and continued to run. The event occurred at about the same time that Arthur materialized into the real world with his tank top completely torn off revealing a soul chain with about three links on it. His body entered suspended from another one of Pleonexia's invisible chains, suspended by its neck. Pleonexia knew he had not removed the film of reiatsu hiding Arthur, so the uproar and chaos could not have come from the arrival of the dead soul.

"Why are you messing around with that thing?"

Pleonexia stopped walking, causing what looked like a golden shirt to make several shingling noises, making it evident the gold on his chest actually was gold. The chains ringed strong and proud, confirming the wealthy air the man's studded hands gave .He casually turned toward the producer of the voice he heard. His blank expression remained with a slight ease to match the way he responded. "Ohayo Leto-san. That's Japanese either for hello Leto or die Leto. I couldn't really tell from the context I heard it in." Pleonexia stood as if waiting for a response but he noticed he had not asked a question after he lowered - better said, dropped - Arthur to the ground. His green eyes, a vivid representation of the firm green found on the dollar bill, moved down to gaze at Arthur full of boredom then they sprung back at Leto confused. He squinted, a rare sight showing confusion on his part. He reverted to his blank stare from before in unison with his left hand raising causing a small chorus of chains to sing and suddenly cause Arthur's body to rise again, pulled by his neck.

As the body approached his hand, he spoke calmly, "I noticed that if you a human soul goes through enough pain, this little chain disappears and they transform into these super souls of sorts. Not too strong, but more resilient. Considering the treason this man performed, he deems more torture, so I am striving to make sure he becomes one of those super souls, that way I can torture him for more time." Pleonexia stared rapaciously at the chain, as if it hid some great treasure he desired behind itself. After a moment of staring into the now two link chain, Pleonexia turned back to his acquaintance, reequipping his puzzled expression, though his stare would make any onlooker believe Pleonexia planned on buying the woman before him for some service.

Pleonexia stretched his right hand out; the heavy, intricate, and most definitely expensive rings along with a now dark smile would confirm that he seemed to try to seduce her into something. In that moment, Arthur swung up to about 10 feet off the floor and into the space between them. Arthur's eyes shot open when his neck and legs began to show signs of them having something tug at them to where his body even stretched. The second to last chain link fell to the ground and, with that, Pleonexia extended his offer: "We can share the beast he will produce. Just give him one, nice closing blow and from the depths of this soul will sprout a bakemono - assuming that is the Japanese word for monster or murderer or something of the sort, since that's what someone called me in a restaurant where I was forced to smashed the head of a lunatic man who asked me to pay in a business I gave him. Anywho, knock him out. It will provide for great entertainment when he rises as the monster I told you about."

Statistics:
Rank/level - MST-3
Hankou - 12
Reiryoku - 15
Hakudo - 16
Seijuu - 14
Bukijuu - 10
Hoho - 18
Points awarded: 0
Total points: 85

Leto Pheonix
Sin of Pride

Leto's passive expression turned to one of annoyance as the people around her were thrown into what could be called a frenzy. A few times, she had to move quickly to avoid being run into by a fleeing human. So badly, she wanted to lash out at these people. They should have been watching where they were going. But she would not allow herself to touch these humans. They would only taint her. On top of that, it was against every fibre of her being to attack a being weaker than she, unless they did something to earn it. The people of Karakura Town definitely fit into that category.

After a while, the ruckus died down, and again Leto turned to face her fellow Sin. She did not appear to have moved very far from her previous spot at all, despite the fact that she had somehow avoided even coming into contact with a single human during the "stampede". Once again, her expression appeared rather blank.

"I had always thought that ohayo meant good morning." Leto said in an uninterested tone. She knew bits and pieces of the Japanese language, but that was only because of her exposure to it; she had real no interest in it. It was rare for anything to catch her interest.

Leto had been wandering the World of the Living for much longer than the other Sins, so she knew quite a bit about the mechanics of the spiritual entities that made appearances here and there. She had once been attacked by one of these "super-souls", that she now knew to be called Hollows. The confrontation had not lasted very long, to say the least.

"You mean, a Hollow? I've no interest in that." Leto said, crossing her arms over her chest. It was obvious that she wanted nothing to do with Pleonexia's proposal. She was bored, but not bored enough to mess around with such a weak, pitiful being. Unlike many of the other Sins, she was not much for torturing, unless the person in question had committed some grave offence against her. Even then, she would rather just kill those who tried to get in her way. Thus far, this Arthur -- or whoever he was -- had not done anything to anger Leto. However, this changed when the soul sprung up between the two Sins.

As was obvious for someone who detested humans, Leto did not appreciate having one so close to her. Her amber eyes blazed with disgust at having the human so close to her. She could tell that it was not Arthur's own doing; he could not move away himself. But there was absolutely no way that Leto was going to move for a human. Ignoring Pleonexia's words, Leto uncrossed her arms and raised her left hand. She lashed out with this hand, with lightning-quick speed; comparative to the speed at which a snake strikes. Not only was the blow quick, but it was also powerful, as was illustrated when she backhanded Arthur, most likely sending him flying backward. After that, Leto crossed her arms again, and glared after the soul with obvious resentment. She did not care whether he turned into a hollow or not, as long as he stayed away from her.

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Pleonexia Profani
Deadly Sin Embodiement of Greed

The Image of True Desire:

Leto brushed off the offer Pleonexia had made for the beast but he guessed she would do that. He shot up Arthur's body toward her for that reason. When she hit Arthur, he smiled and watched the barely tangible body fly through the air. Greed mentally made sure all the chains holding Arthur came off when Leto hit him to make sure he would fly through the air smoothly. The rather pale man's smile humanly would mean he felt proud of manipulating another powerful being into doing something for him but Pleonexia's only form of pride came from his belief that he owned everything; his smile appeared more because Leto gave him the unspoken explanation for her refusal: she wanted a challenge, even if mild, but a challenge none-the-less.

Contact with so much of Hell's seething dark reiatsu combined with such a powerful blow loud enough to frighten the onlookers even more (since, to their bare eyes, Leto's slap only hit air yet made such a powerful impact they immediately knew the woman in red presented a threat much higher than what she presented before) made Arthur fly quickly through the air, slam into the floor. At his landing point, he dissolved into the ground at the wave of Pleonexia's right studded hand. The gold and platinum rings shimmered with a greenish light while Pleonexia's hand remained in the air shaking some. After about four seconds, the whole area rumbled. The buildings all around shook on their foundations. The frightened, fleeing humans started tripping over themselves. From where Arthur dissolved rose an incredibly large, approx. 25 feet tall, bronze (literally) being with a bare werewolf-body with some red fur shining like rubies - probably actual rubies - coming from behind its thighs, calves, and forearms with some of its chest (which seemed to form an upside-down red cross similar to the one on Pleonexia's hand) and head. Its head had two large horns shooting backward with a sharp peak at the end. Its wrists had two thick golden bracelets and two fine gold earrings on both of its elven ears.

Its yellow eyes fell on Pleonexia with a rage which it channeled through a maddening roar. Pleonexia turned to the monster, facing it with his whole body leaving his back to Leto. "Doesn't look like a hollow to me! More like a super soul beast. I shot it down to my liar where we make the Persunday." Terrified humans shrieked and made attempts to run in several directions, but the beast ignored them, showcasing its fangs at Pleonexia before it charged his way with oddly high speed for such a big beast. Pleonexia closed his eyes, knowing that the beast would still have some distance to tread before reaching him. He flicked his wrist casually at the beast while speaking in a mocking tone to it, "Yare, yare. Calm down, Arthur. It's not that serious. It's not like your life was any better than Hell." The beast shouted in a deep, screeching manner and leaped into the air with relative ease, lifting its right arm into the air and slamming it down at Pleonexia and Leto. Pleonexia continued to flick his wrist at the beast until its arm neared its destination. Without a single warning, sound or gesture, Pleonexia vanished from the area and appeared about eight meters away from Leto and watched as the muscular bronze hand of the monstrous Arthur moved in to crush the sin of Pride.

My mental picture of Persodae Arthur:

Statistics:
Rank/level - MST-3
Hankou - 12
Reiryoku - 15
Hakudo - 16
Seijuu - 14
Bukijuu - 10
Hoho - 18
Points awarded: 0
Total points: 85

Leto Pheonix

Ignoring the airborne soul, Leto turned her attention back to Pleonexia. Her amber eyes narrowed dangerously when she saw him smile. She had only realized it now, but just then she had been manipulated by him. After all, he was the one who had made the soul come towards her. She didn’t like it, to say the least. “You son of a…” It was quite obvious what Leto had been about to call the other Sin, but she did not get the chance to finish her sentence. She looked around as the ground suddenly rumbled violently, wondering what could have caused it. Then she felt a powerful reiatsu surface, seemingly out of nowhere. It was not as strong as hers, of course, but it was enough to catch her interest, which was quite the rarity. She looked over in the direction of the giant Persodae, her eyes zooming in on the new opponent in an almost predatory manner. It was standing in the exact spot where Arthur had landed after she had hit him, although she did not know this, because she had refused to look at the pitiful soul after hitting it.

Unfazed by the quaking ground and the sudden appearance of the powerful Persodae, Leto glared at Pleonexia, who had obviously caused Arthur's transformation, even after she had specifically stated that she had no interest in it. Of course, his back was to her now, so he did not see the scathing look he received from her. He was lucky that she was the Sin of Pride and not Wrath, or else she would probably be attacking him right now. “Do you need to state the obvious?” Leto asked coldly. She had known that if was not a hollow from the second she had seen it. Hollows were more like minor pests; this thing looked like it could actually cause some major damage. Here the Sins were trying to keep a low profile, or at least some of them were; and now this area was most likely about to be toppled by the three of them. Oh well. Wouldn’t be the first time. Leto thought, still with an only mildly expression gracing her features.

She could already guess how the Persodae would attack first, in its enraged state. The beast’s arm struck only cement, as Leto appeared on the edge of a nearby building, now standing almost exactly level with the Persodae’s head. She had moved at the last possible second, using only raw speed to evade the arm and jump to the top of the building. Her movements had barely been discernible during that second. “How dare you…” She said under her breath, her voice laced with indignation. She was honestly surprised that this beast had the audacity to attack her in such a manner. She soon dropped into a crouch, pressing both of her palms against the roof of the building she was now standing on. The concrete below her hands glowed with a soft white light as she directed her odd energy down to the side of the building some feet below her, using the intricate black tattoos on her palms as the "matrix" for her upcoming attack. At that point, the concrete and brick at the side of this building began to twitch and rumble, becoming distorted and warped for a brief moment. Before anyone could have a chance to wonder at what was going on, the entire Eastern side (or whichever side is facing Arthur) of the building erupted with enormous spikes, each one tapering to fine points from the widened bases. Although the multiple paths of the spikes were rather erratic, many of them surged toward the giant Persodae, with potential to impale him many times over if he failed to avoid Leto’s onslaught.

A couple unlucky humans were fused with the bases of the spikes, as they had been too close to the inner wall at the moment of Leto’s transmutation. Their screams were quickly cut short, as the cement covered them completely. Now the entire Eastern side of the building had no wall, and the occupants of said building were revealed, staring with awe and dismay at the sight before them. Leto had just caused thousands of dollars in damage, but she did not care. It wasn’t as if the Sin cared for money at all, and where she came from, destroying things was smiled upon.

Rank/level- MST-2
Hankou- 16
Reiryoku- 18
Hakuda- 10
Seijuu- 19
Bukijuu- 11
Hoho- 21
Points awarded: 0
Total points: 95

Pleonexia Profani
Deadly Sin Embodiement of Greed

The Image of True Desire:

Assumptions/OOC:

My mental picture of Persodae Arthur with Stats:

The jagged peaks pertruding from the building moved at high speeds and presented a great threat to the Persodae, undoubtedly, but the bronze beast gazed up from his missed attack in time to notice the small being manipulating the building in some manner. Though Arthur's - if Arthur still existed - arm dug about ten feet through the cement and down into the sewage system of the busy Downtown portion of Karakura town, it jerked out rather quickly and easily showing the beast's immense physical strength. The Persodae, still crouched on the cement, swung its arms at the spikes to crush some of them while they moved at him. The speed of the spikes along with their strength and random paths made it an attack fit for destroying a behemoth this size, but this "super soul beast" had some outlandish specs.

Despite the beast's great physical and mental build, the Sin attacking the Soul arguably had the highest skill set with respect to power, so the Persodae's best efforts could not completely save it. The bronze trunks collided with the mixture of glass, concrete, human, and everything else to break them, but his efforts only blocked some of the spikes. Once the first spike stabbed into his upper right pectoral, the beast threw itself toward the left to avoid any more head-on hits from the building. With a cry of anguish similar to a wolf's howl dropped three octaves, the Persodae somehow focused enough to leap quickly onto where Pleonexia stood, slamming its right foot down with more swiftness than strength.

Pleonexia, through this whole ordeal, stood facing the opposite direction of the fight, watching the humans scatter in every direction. His eyes followed several business folk on their journey out of the area. So many people ran to leave the place that it looked as if they spawned from thin air. "It always amazes me that there are so many humans. They are so afraid of something which doesn't even care for them," Pleonexia declared in a very laidback way. He knew that, if any being would not give up on a fight and make sure to finish the fight quickly, Leto had to fit that bill. He had no worries of getting too involved in the fight because he knew Leto would take care of the situation quickly. "I mean, what are the odds that Arthur would choose to kill them?"

One man in a brown suit with an expensive silver watch tripped over the cracks in the cement and rose to stare at Pleonexia in great shock. The man waved at him standing twenty feet away and exclaimed, "Tourist...you need...help out? I have...car!" Pleonexia did not ignore the man nor acknowledge him; to Pleonexia, the man did not exist. Pleonexia turned 120 degrees to face Leto a few seconds before the beast received the stab. Pleonexia continued to speak nonchalantly, "There are at least 150 of them scattered around. He could probably only kill 23 of them while trying, so why run? Why not observe?" A breath after he finished his sentence, the beast pounced at him.

The sound of cracking bones resonated through the street after the stomp of the Persodae. Along with the sound of demise went blood splurting out of the cement that caved four feet under the light step of the monster. Several wails from running civilians responded to the death caused by the beast which looked down confused at his foot. It moved its brazen foot off the bloody mess but got no feedback on whether he defeated his enemy or not because the clothing and everything had blood everywhere covering the colors and aspects of the clothes. The beast snapped its head quickly at Leto once he completed the inspection to prepare an attack.

While it turned, though, a bright white beam of reishi zoomed at the Persodae with the potency of great winds, striking the behemoth on its right side and knocking it with great force into the building Leto stood on. Twenty feet from where he originally stood Pleonexia held out his left hand palm facing the beast. His right hand held a brown coat and a silver watch. With a glib tone but a dull facial expression, Pleonexia spoke toward the two, "Leto, I thought you would have sent this beast back to oblivion by now."

Statistics:
Rank/level - MST-3
Hankou - 12
Reiryoku - 15
Hakudo - 16
Seijuu - 14
Bukijuu - 10
Hoho - 18
Points awarded: 0
Total points: 85

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MST-1 || Hankou- 17 || Reiryoku- 20 || Hakuda- 13 || Seijuu- 19 || Bukijuu- 13 || Hoho- 23

Leto showed no regret for the gruesome deaths she had just caused with her transmutation. In fact, she had no reaction at all, as if she wasn't even aware that the people had been caught up in her attack. She never did bother to check these things. If you got in her way, you'd die; that was how it was. After all was said and done, the Sin had a very one-track mind.

After shooting the spikes towards Arthur, Leto stood back up to her full height, surveying the wreckage. She was mildly disappointed, seeing that the Persodae had survived her onslaught. That was uncommon. It must be stronger than it looks. Leto decided. After all, she could feel its Reiatsu; it was stronger than Pleonexia's, and nearly on par with her own, although hers was the strongest, of course.

With that thought, Leto looked over to where she knew Pleonexia was standing and doing nothing. She didn't want help from him, anyway, nor would she help him if he needed it. She watched, devoid of any emotion as Arthur seemingly stomped the other Sin. She knew he wasn't dead though; the Persodae must have gotten someone else. After all, there was no shortage of panicking humans down below in the streets. Seeing them all run to and fro annoyed Leto. Were they stupid? If they would only keep calm and think, their casualties would be minimal. It was always like this. Little did Leto know, she had no right to look down on the humans for such acts.

Leto's thoughts were soon interrupted by the sight of Arthur flying towards the building she was standing on. She narrowed her eyes, knowing exactly who was behind this phenomenon. A malicious black Reiryoku began to radiate from Leto's form as she jumped upward, easily evading the flying Persodae with raw speed alone. Now she was in the air roughly twenty feet above where Arthur would now be crashing into the building below, taking out what was left of it. The black energy around Leto faded quickly as she drew in a large breath. The charging period was over. She was beginning to fall back down toward the Persodae since she had not bothered to catch her balance on the air. She took her chance to attack as Arthur began to get to his feet. From the air, she opened her mouth and shot a violent blast of black flames towards the Persodae. It was roughly a foot in diameter, flaring out more as it neared its target. Seeing as Leto's flames were much hotter than regular fire, it would undoubtedly leave Arthur with serious burns if it hit. If he chose to take it head-on, he could be burned to ash.

The force of the attack had propelled Leto backwards, farther up into the air, as planned. She soon caught her balance on the air, and looked down towards the other Sin with an icy expression. She said nothing in response to his comment, only turning her golden gaze back to Arthur, to see what her attack had amounted too. She didn't care what Pleonexia thought; he was just screwing around while she did all the work, anyway. Even Leto herself wasn't taking the fight seriously. If she had been, the area would be devastated; a lot more so than it was now.

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Salt wrote:: MST-3 || HANKOU: 20 || REIRYOKU: 15 || HAKUDO: 15 || SEIJUU: 13 || BUKIJUU: 4 || HOHO: 18

Barking could be heard, as a lone man stood along the sidewalk, watching the ensuing chaos. He had gotten there not too long ago, and until then had held in his spiritual pressure to avoid being detected, as he had learned from his years as a Fullbringer. The dog barked continuously, straining against its leash, looking directly between Leto and Pleonexia. A spiritually aware dog? That was rather... odd. The man, (Or boy, which would be a more accurate guess.) stood off to one side, only a little ways away from the beast. He had been there for only a few seconds, hoping the beast would destroy what Isaac would identify as either an extremely powerful Togabito, or a living Sin Embodiment. Two of them, to be precise. They reeked of power, or else Rufus would not have been struggling to get away so much. He couldn't exactly discern with more than confidence they were Sin's, but regardless, they had the smell of Hell about them, and that alone meant they needed to go back to where they belonged.

"Go home." The young man ordered of the dog, before letting go of the leash. The dog ran away, going down the street opposite from where the fighting was going on. Isaac took off his jacket, revealing the Consecro uniform he wore; altered to his specifications, of course. His indigo irises watched as the beast was singed by the black flames uttered by the being. It seemed to be a Hollow, but far more.. demonic. He would have taken this in if he could, but it would be far too much to handle. It seemed to be at least as strong as he was. So, might as well kill it. One of the beings seemed to hardly be trying, and the other appeared to be half-assing the fighting portion. God forgive his mental language, of course.

A flash, and rather quickly for one that appeared to be a normal human, Isaac disappeared. He reappeared not too far away from the beast. He was roughly two yards off to the left of it, standing there as if he had been there the whole time. "Rest now, beast. Go back from whence you came." He said, speaking softly. He raised his own palm, which faced the large Persodae's rib cage. A long, thin metal tendril flew forth, pointed and ready to impale the beast completely. Isaac had noticed the outer layer of various jewels and gold that served as a skin of sorts, but completely disregarded it. He would create the desired effect merely be making contact with it. In fact, maybe even more damage should the metal tendril make contact precisely with one of these gems.

As Isaac did this, a queer thing happened. Metal seemed to surface on his face. It was far too clean and shiny to be iron or most common metals. In fact, it looked a lot like Platinum. It formed a skull on his face. Bony teeth covered his lips, and deep eye sockets seemed to grow from out of his face to surround his eyes. It looked like he was wearing a mask, yet at the same time, like the mask was a part of him.

Regardless of whether it penetrated completely, Isaac placed a hand on his heart. A sound pierced the air, as if someone was using a tuning fork. On very close inspection, one could see the tendril moving to and fro extremely quickly. But at the distance the other two were at, it would seem to take amazing eyesight to notice it. The vibrations traveled quickly, almost too quickly for the regular eye to notice. It went to the point to make contact with the Persodae's skin. At this, the tendril seemed to go back into the skin of the young man, who merely took a few steps back. If his attack had hit just right, the Persodae would begin to be destroyed from the inside out. It would take a few seconds, of course, and a lot of concentration, but it was do-able. In fact, Isaac predicted ten seconds before it was largely nothing more than a pile of skin, broken bones, and what used to be organs. He turned to Pleonexia, seeming to ignore Leto for a moment, tilting his head, his metallic mask shining under the light. "You, Hell Being. Are you Togabito, or one of the God-Forsaken Sin's?" He asked curiously, his nearly glowing purple orbs shining underneath the sockets.

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Pleonexia watched as Leto pounded Arthur with the flames. His eyes fell on the being with apathy for its condition though it shouted in pain. Arthur moved with incredible swiftness for such a large being; his movements large but concise. He shifted his weight onto his left foot and swiftly flung his right fist with great speed and strength, putting his hip and back all into the punch. Arthur was no fool, though: he did this knowing he could neither completely outrun the flames nor counter them. After all, Pleonexia basically made the human directly into a Persodea, meaning the human just multiplied its size several orders and Pleonexia encrusted him with precious metals like gold for most of his body and bronze for his horns with rubies wherever his hair used to lay.

The Persodae had no special attacks or reiryoku control. The punch, nonetheless, muffled some of the blow of the flames. Despite this, his arm slammed into his chest and the remains of the flames burnt some of the gold and bronze of the being and left the rubies burning red from their extremely high temperatures. Pleonexia watched his creation mostly in disregard. His soul can make for good repairing fluid for the metals. Pleonexia balled his fists subtly while he took slow and easy steps toward the towering giant. Though, in technical power, both beings had the same strength, in practicality, Pleonexia's presence easily made the Persodae shake in fear. Pleonexia's rings gained an ominous forest green glow while he walked over the damaged area, probably to strike down the creature.

Suddenly, some kid stood on his creature. The kid wore some sort of regalia, meaning he did not come here by chance. Pleonexia released his grip accompanied by a dimming of the rings' lights and a halt in Pleonexia's stride. "Go back from whence you came." D-did he just tell MY creation what to do? Did he just take ownership of what is mine?! As a Sin, Pleonexia did not commit himself to the vices his colleagues represented. Yet his eyes squinted slightly after he heard someone claim his creature. Someone who confused him for a regular being with emotions would think he got angry, but he transcended emotions. He only felt greed. Nothing more. For someone to claim his object....

Pleonexia heard the child refer to him normally, as if he had not just committed such an atrocious felony. Pleonexia continued to stare at the male while he felt Arthur's reiatsu varying greatly. Quickly, Pleonexia raised his left hand with an open palm and spread fingers, whose rings gave off a firm green light. The black symbol on the back of Pleonexia's left hand gained a red glow and seemed to shake off of Pleonexia's hand. Immediately, the sound of hundreds of chains broke out for a second as Arthur shot into the totaled concrete floor with a loud, piercing shout. After Arthur disappeared, the symbol on the back Pleonexia's hand faded to black and back onto Pleonexia's hand, along with the rings' glow dimming to nothing. Pleonexia put his hand down and looked coolly at the man with his green eyes which did not look at the man's appearance, but his soul.

In his melodious baritone voice, he referred to the man in a nonchalant manner while brushing some dust from his forest green suit, "Do you make a habit of stealing others property? Is that the sin you commit which causes Hell's pearly gates to beg me to drag you there?" After the statement, he put his hands to his sides and balled them up. Without warning, columns of flames sprawled to life in arbitrary points near the man from the ground obliterating parts of the ground and sending buildings airborne until the flames had surrounded the man. After this, Pleonexia released his fists and waved his right hand at the man while closing his eyes. The fire responded by uniting in the air and moving down at the pure souled being. He could care less if he killed this passerby when they had no sin. This purified soul could be petrified without a qualm from Pleonexia's part.

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Pleonexia Profani
Embodiment of Greed

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5 km south of the Sin argument, a man in a blue jacket stood on top of medium sized building. There was a thin, but clear space to view bits and pieces of the three demons fighting. Along with the a very diminished spiritual pressure coming from the three. It was a surprise that it was still that strong for the distance. something that Icarus, the Obelisk of Patience, duly noted in his mind. Even if it was a four way battle, he would not live to tell the tale. He frowned slightly, even wondering if he could take on one of them without a high risk of death. He must wait. There had to be some opening to take out at least one of them while revealing himself.

The Quincy moved swiftly, jumping between the roof tops of the smaller buildings to get closer faster. The blue-clothed man stopped roughly 2 km off from the fighting, now getting a clearer view of the Togabito. The power that came out of the two that oozed the stench of hell was immense. Icarus adjusted his glasses, just as he saw the torrent jet of black flames come from the more feminine one, hitting the sparkly beast. The flames were astonishing, the air giving off larger heat waves than that of a normal fire. Even more than that of a fire made by anything he had seen. A slight moment of shock ran through him as the flames dissipated. If one of them could do this much, what the hell could two of them do.

Icarus turned, his back now facing the slightly devastated city, and the two Togabito. The two Sins. He would have to file some sort of report, something to get the Consecro to send a few divisions and Obelisks down to detain these two. But plans like that, the plans that would take time and patience to spring and had a very high success rate, never seemed to work out. There always seemed to be some hard headed person to ruin and mess them up. Of course, of course it would be a fellow Obelisk that started the fight, one that he was now forced to join under the loyalty he owed his comrades. Fucking Isaac.

As soon as the burst of spiritual pressure that was familiar to the Virtue showed up on his radar, he stopped on his heels, doing a one eighty rotation. He was just in time to see his fellow Virtue appear next to the Persodae, his platinum-looking head acting like a beacon to his location. His plans were now ruined, ruined to the point of never even entering a beta stage. Just an idea, something that never even got up off of its feet and made something of itself. A soft sigh came from the Patient One, as he started to move even closer to the battlefield.

Icarus stopped at 700 meters off of Isaac. This is when he stopped, to see pillars of flame rise, merge, and then attack his comrade. Figuring Isaac could handle himself, Icarus started to strafe to the west, moving in between rubble and buildings, until he had an odd angle towards Isaac's aggressor. This is when his spiritual pressure came to life after being held back and hidden. Within a moment, Icarus' water-like bow was summoned to his hand, a single arrow launched a moment later at exactly 34.7 degrees from the front of Pleonexia, aimed directly to pierce his abdomen. The arrow was meant for distance and penetration, the arrow picking up speed as he sped through the air, reaching its maximum potential about 50 meters away from the embodiment of Greed.

Rank - ADV-0
Hankou - 10
Reiryoku - 14
Hakudo - 14
Seijuu - 10
Bukijuu - 16
Hoho - 16
Points awarded - N/A
Total points - 80

MST-1 || Hankou- 17 || Reiryoku- 20 || Hakuda- 13 || Seijuu- 19 || Bukijuu- 13 || Hoho- 23

From her place in the air, Leto was getting ready to finish off the Persodae when she suddenly felt the presence of another spiritual being nearby. Usually, this wouldn't stop her, but the fact that it felt fairly strong intrigued her. Whoever it was, their Reiatsu was pretty much on par with Pleonexia's. Though that wasn't a threat to someone like Leto, whose own Reiryoku practically permeated the air. She watched as the newcomer reappeared near Arthur and attacked him. Does he mean to take my prey? She wondered, her eyes darkening as she pondered this.

Even as the huge Persodae was destroyed, she stayed in her spot, staring down at Isaac and Pleonexia. The wind picked up as Leto's Reiatsu did, sending the tattered, frayed ends of her cloak fluttering. With the rays of the setting sun behind her, Leto's hair was painted a light orange colour, and her face was shadowed. Golden eyes still glared down at the newcomer and her fellow Sin. Now that she thought of it, she was not angry that Isaac had killed Arthur. Killing off a beast like that was beneath her. Had he not attacked her first, she would have been perfectly content with letting the Persodae rampage through the city. The creatures here were none of her concern. Most of them, anyway. Still, she didn't like this newcomer, he felt weird, oddly pure. He seemed very self-righteous, too. Another who shares my Sin. Leto would have laughed, but it really wasn't funny. There were so many of them... people who thought they were "good". But no one was. They were all filthy. They knew it too, yet they kept going. Even though they were the ones destroying their own world, they kept going.

That made it all the more easy for the Sins to blend in with regular people.

Leto found it odd that she was being ignored. Maybe they were scared of her. Well, if they were smart, they would be. She paid no mind to the arrow that was now flying toward Pleonexia. That wasn't enough to kill a Sin, anyway. And if he got hit by it, that his own fault. Though the fact that the other was attacking from so far away confirmed her assumption that these newcomers were scared. How boring... she thought. She hoped none of them would pick a fight with her. It didn't seem like it would be worth her while at this point. But then again, if they planned to double-team Pleonexia, she would have to take action. Even though she cared nothing for the other Sin, she wouldn't allow something so cowardly to take place in front of her.

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Isaac slowly turned his head to Pleonexia's direction, ignoring the other for a time. "Do you make a habit of stealing others property? Is that the sin you commit which causes Hell's pearly gates to beg me to drag you there?" That was somewhat... expected. He had gathered if the unique being that Isaac would likely eventually come to know as a persodae was not a partner with the beings from Hell, it at least seemed to be a pet. For amusement, it looked like, unless the two were having a quarrel and things had gotten nasty. "Everything we are, belongs to God. That being was as much yours as I am yours, as she is yours, and as this world is yours. You can lay physical claim on everything, but you will not see so much as a scrap when your judgement day comes." He said coldly, having remarkably said more than the few words he rarely spoke. Perhaps he was a bit excited at the prospect of capturing/destroying a potentially dangerous enemy, or perhaps it was that two of them were there. Either way, anybody who knew him knew he was a little bit giddy. Though one would never expect to place that word upon the seemingly apathetic man/boy.

He watched as the man took on a seemingly passive appearance, though it would seem this was not the case. The flames began spewing from the ground around him, creating a small inferno it would seem. Isaac turned, looking at the large skyscrapers that Leto was on. With disregard to both the people in the building, and the hell-being that was on top, it began to creak, before tumbling over. Concrete slabs fell, but the steel support beams that held the structure up broke through and formed a sort of dome around Isaac made of fallen concrete and metal. The now-fully formed flames flew down, melting through a good portion of the concrete, though not completely going through since building walls and steel beams are known to be rather thick. After a moment, the dome shifted, a small opening appearing out front. Isaac walked through this. He was a little bit dusty, but otherwise unscathed. He looked to his shoulder, rubbing some dust off, before he looked at Pleonexia.

"That attack was a bit on the unfair side, was it not?" Isaac questioned, as he looked at Pleonexia. He rose a rather comically large hand, and pointed it at Pleonexia. Three metal beams readjusted its properties as if it had been melted then reformed, becoming long and thin, almost like a large lance. They each flew towards Pleonexia. Two approached from each side, while another flew straight toward his chest, aiming to impale him head-on. The other two beams that would miss by a rather large margin formed a structure that some would consider a "bridge". As in, they formed a parabola, with both points on the ground, standing upright. As soon as the beams had emerged, Isaac released his hand, watching the three beams. With not enough support force to hold the dome of concrete behind him, it caved in on itself. The area was now littered with chunks of building, now mostly ground up into a smaller state.

Like the Leto, Isaac had paid no mind to the arrow. Had it gotten in his way, he would have merely worked around it. He figured he had a vague idea as to who that was, but he couldn't let it show that he knew anymore than he did. A straight poker face was something he found essential when fighting. It had gotten him this far, and with it he would keep going. Regardless, he would continue with his attack, aiming to finish the fight quickly. He hoped the Sin was slow enough to not dodge, but somehow he knew he wouldn't get that lucky.

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