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(27) Hachibi
Join Date: Nov 2005
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Re: CoD ~ R1 M5 [Eragon (Ichigo) vs RandomPenguin (Rock Lee)]
The look on Ichigo’s face had barely changed during Lee’s assault- he hadn’t had time to dodge, time to move or time to block. Instead, the stunned expression reflected the thought that raced through his mind, Lee’s reaction to Getsuga Tenshou, a reaction that caused him to almost drop the cleaver in awe. He hadn’t merely dodged it, or blocked it; as he roared the words ‘Heal Gate’, the tears and burns of his uniform revealed that he hadn’t even been harmed by his exposure to Ichigo’s shikai.
‘He just… ran through the Getsuga Tenshou…!’
A crack ran through the air and the substitute soul reaper doubled over with pain, as Lee’s foot plated itself into his gut, the sheer force behind it quickly sending him airborne. He ground his teeth, resonant with frustration, groans of pain audible over the thunderous crash of blows; through it though as he was bounced through the sky like a rag doll and his limbs flailed, his grip upon Zangetsu never slackened, as though, having borne the blade through so many battles and from this world to the next to whatever world this was, he was incapable of relinquishing it; instead, as the ribbons suddenly bound around his body, snapping his arms to his side, he felt the cool blades steel against his bare forearms… and, much more menacingly, it’s tip pressed against his neck.
For a single instant, the strawberry-head caught sight of the ship far beneath them and his pupils shrunk, shooting back to the child who held him. As the tornado descent began, his eyes switched between them- the crimson-skinned male and the crumbling ship beneath them, mixing into one another into a kaleidoscope of disorientation and imminent, approaching doom. No doubt Lee could feel his struggling- he was certainly making an attempt to thrash against his paper prison, even going so far as to chew at them. Much more debatable was whether or not the taijutsu ninja could see the odd, bleached flecks that had begun to gather around his adversary’s face, or if he could sense the ominous energy emanating from the sword grasped at his chest. Ichigo himself seemed unaware of the latter, his focus entirely upon this battle…
‘Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit…!’
‘Heh, looks like you’re in a bit of a bind… partner…’
As if he had suddenly gained new resolve, Ichigo flexed his muscles, and first of the ribbons snapped. A chill laugh pierced the air, one which seemed unnaturally in this Mediterranean air, and which would have sent shivers running down the spine of even the bravest of warriors.
The wrappings groaned once more; a series of rips ran through the air, and the warrior splayed out newly freed arms with a manic laugh as though unaware of his situation. As he did, he turned his face towards Lee, piercing him with an eye that had turned yellow against black scalera and allowing him to set sights upon the mask that had appeared down one side o his face, split only by a broad-faced grin of madness. Still chuckling, he heaved his blade, one handed towards Lee, spinning his body as he did. There was no real strategy involved in the gesture, nothing to avoid the rapidly approaching pirate ship. Indeed, he almost seemed overjoyed at the situation he had found himself in, and when he spoke, it was with a loud pitched squeal, much different that it had been before, and much more menacing, murderous intent in it’s undertones.
“DIE!”
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