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    The outbreak (Sal Norongachi, Ringan)

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    The outbreak (Sal Norongachi, Ringan)

    Post by Ringan Tokeshi on Mon Feb 13, 2012 1:21 pm

    Irradiated. That's what this place was. Black with the smog and white with the clouds above it that were left to be seen through the wholes in the thick sky. All you could smell was this strange scent, it left nothing noticible, as the people in the area, seemed to ignore it, trying to make money and trade with eachother even though the place was messed up. This was modern day Brazil.

    They sound of a wheelbarrow, came to approach the paranoid man. Brown jacket, blue jeans, and a tight black suit underneath that became his second skin. That was his outfit today as he prepared himself for another day of hunt or scouting or some kinda reconnaisance. The south american bomb had infact irradiated the whole south american continent. It still took awhile for the nuclear bombs spread to decay and infact they had worried about it's reach to north america and the effect on seas. The worlds order was in disarray.

    Between the poorness of the people and the living conditions the country was a nightmare that much was just a easy observation of truth. He didn't know what he thought about it, from the black walls and the saws and the obstacle courses, this was a less harsh atmosphere. There wasn't blood seen anywhere and there we're no bodies that had maggots on them. It was like a heaven in contrast to the training grounds.

    The wheelbarrow passed him, as his head turned ever slightly, he flexed his muscles just in case. He had already been attacked by other "projects" on his way over, but he had simply killed them both. That would show wonders for his rank he didn't care about. The only thing he did care about was finding this shinigami.

    Sal Norongachi, the one that had been tracked down by many operatives, but never had confronted him. Ringan was supposed to find and track his wherabouts, but not engage. The words to not engage where bolded in the contract in his right pocket of his jeans.

    Shit was bout to go down and he felt it in his spirtually rich marrow.
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    Post by Sal Norongachi on Mon Feb 13, 2012 4:09 pm

    Sun, Sea and the tickety-tick-tickety of geiger counters. It wasn't perfect, it wasn't anywhere near perfect, but considering the alternative lying a some hundreds of miles up the road, it was the best they could hope for.

    Norongachi moved through the saturday street market. The small town he was in was bursting at the seams with residents. Refugees from towns closer to the epicentre of the SPX-15 blast had begun to move down over the years and this happened to the be the next stop on their exodus.

    He elbowed his way through the throng and considered, for a moment, taking off his gigai and simply taking to the air to escape the proximity of so many bodies, so many odours of the unwashed and unclean. The thought was quickly discarded, his contact had no idea he wasn't of this world and you never knew who could be watching. It wouldn't do for the man he was meeting to hear that the strange Scotsman had suddenly collapsed in the street, never to revive again.

    He managed to get out of the thicket of flesh and came into an far calmer square surrounded on all sided by tall white stone buildings. To his right lay a small cafe and under the shade of a parasol sat a man in a black fedora, black shades and partially unbuttoned blue shirt. He was reading a paper, what it said was beyond Norongachi as he approached, he didn't speak or read Portuguese.

    Ten paces or so separated them and the mans blue eyes flicked up from his paper and with the barest of nods Sal confirmed it was his liaison with the South American black market.

    Norongachi took a seat opposite the man and a pretty dark skinned waitress approached and babbled at him. "Beer..." He said and then decided to say it slow and loud. "B-E-E-R..por fa vor...graci?"

    The man flipped down his paper and tutted and babbled back at the girl who nodded and scurried off. They looked at each other for several seconds and then his contact leaned his elbows upon the table.

    "Norongachi, you are not as fearsome as I was lead to believe.." His voice was thick with an accent, the R's rolling across his tongue almost without end.

    "If she comes back with a non-alcoholic beer, you'll see how fearsome I can be Americo." The Shinigami smirked, this was it. The first real lead on the cause of the great war fifteen years prior..



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    Post by Ringan Tokeshi on Mon Feb 13, 2012 4:55 pm

    SPX-15 the weapon that had leveled a vast expanse of land and limited a whole population drastically. It's damage was obvious. The nations were doing little, especially it's neighbor North America. They were damaged from the socialism and the dismantling of their country had left them optionless in the helping of the worlds current state.

    The advancement of nuclear weapons had also proved fatal, as the world soon figured out the type of power the United States was hiding. Now most even speculated about the power of China and rumors spread amongst The Agency that they were now harboring the 12th squad member from Soul Society. Knowledge even reached the projects ears from the higher up, even though such information would be regarded as controversial and taboo to know.

    Ringan's eyes felt heavy, but how could he sleep. He wondered if that made him a bad person that he could sleep like a baby after seeing all this death and turmoil around him. He pretended things like this didn't happen just to live peacefully. Even if it was a false peace brought on by a troubled concious, it was still something to keep his heart beating and his mind sane. Maybe it was a good thing?

    Ringan looked around as he continued to walk. His ears picked up every little sound as he began to sweat from the hot air around him and the fact that his battle suit made him even more moist and sweaty underneath. He breathed in the altered air, even though he wasn't sure what kinda damage it could cause to his even stranger anatomy. By now he was fully devoloped. The reiatsu they had injected into his cells had already circulated throughout his body. Blood, bone, skin, and everything else was spiritually rich.

    Rain was a blessing to them more now. Ringan looked to the sky knowing that fact and let no emotion show as he looked at the smog blankly. An open air market lay to the right, as a large group which was messily formatted approached him. He kept his body limp as they moved around him. He was very paranoid of this unfamiliar world. He wasn't sure how to percieve or live in it. He marched on forward.

    Ringan had been travelling for days now, starting in Japan and ending up her in Brazil. He tried to sense the presence of Sal Norongachi, but it fell flat, when he discovered no trace. Not even the slightest strain of energy floated in the area.

    He passed by a cafe. Ringan was suprised as music seemed to drift from the area colliding with the different songs that played openly. A strange scene it was to have this happy music playing in this land that suffered dearly from it's once friendly nation.

    He felt a spark of energy. Unfamiliar, well concealed. A good match for a dangerous man such as Norongachi. He put his hand on the door as he creaked it open. His body moved through the door casually as he disguised his blank look with a smile and sat down in the closest booth. It was uncomfortable, but it held a great view of the bar and he could easily catch Norongachi on his way out. He hoped that would happen before Sal could sense his presence. But that could've been a long shot.
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    Post by Sal Norongachi on Mon Feb 13, 2012 9:26 pm

    Americo ran his index and middle finger across his neatly trimmed moustache and leaned back in his chair, eyeing the dark haired Glaswegian with a calculating stare.

    "What is it you are looking for, Mr Norongachi." He asked after a moment had flitted by.

    "You know what I want."

    "Indeed, Indeed. Do you have the...assets?"

    "Do you have the goods?"

    Thus the rapid fire back and forth went, not a beat missed. They fell back into silence again and the cogs began to turn in both their minds as they assessed the other, trying to gauge even the slightest flicker in the others demeanour.

    "I have no time for games..." The Brazillian spat and and waved him away dismissively with a hand.

    "Think I do?" Was Norongachi's reply and they heard a quiet 'peeewwwww' from under the table. They both knew that sound, it was an energy pistol cycling from safety, to lethal mode. Sal knew more so than Americo because the small holdout weapon, which had lain in a holster on his inner forearm, was in his hand and pointing at the mans gut.

    "You do have balls like they say." The man chuckled and with a nod of his head, directed Sal's attention to the building behind them, across the square. He risked the briefest of glances and saw what Americo was showing him. There was a sniper, and if the red dot on his chest was anything to go by, he was firmly in his sights.

    "So...should we start again?" Sal asked with a cool smile. They knew that if it came down to it they would both be taking an energy shot, however what Americo didn't know was that Sal would just dust it off and buy a new gigai.

    "I think...we have finished here." He said with a nod and then, slid a small device across the table. It was the size of a penny, and silver. Sal knew it immediately, a micro-communicator. "You will be called with a location."

    Sal watched the Brazilian stand and leave. The waitress appeared seconds after and Sal downed the ice cold beer in a oner before slipping some local currency onto the table and making for the door. It wasn't exactly what he'd hoped for but it was a step in the right direction.

    His foot moved over the threshold and for a brief moment he felt a flicker of spiritual energy but as he tried to focus it was gone again. He shrugged and walked out into the sunshine, stopping by a gurgling fountain in the middle of the square to light up a cig.


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    Re: The outbreak (Sal Norongachi, Ringan)

    Post by Ringan Tokeshi on Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:55 am

    Ringan listened as he kept an eye on the menu. He scrolled it as he kept a keen ear on their conversation. The well trained ears and eyes of the Agency was something that you couldn't underestimate. They collected and shared information on a worldwide spectrum. Many projects like Ringan looked to prove their worth to the Agency. Although Ringan just did it to keep the attention off of him.

    The smog filled the bar, ever so lightly, as the brown fog flooded in with each push of the entrance. The doors made a creaking sound that made a persons arrival pretty noticible to the human crowd that had ammounted in this establishment.

    Suddenly a strange noise came from under the table. It appeared loud to his ears as he heard every little bit of the unknown sound. Ringan reached for his recorder inside his overcoat immediately and pressed the record button. The sensative tape recorder was standard issued in a package for this contract. It could hear things from a far away radius and took out all sounds that weren't human voices using strange technology.

    Ringan grew uncomfortable as the brazilian passed him on his way out. He reached for a cell phone and dispatched a beacon at his position to indicate the man was here. It could take a agent maybe an hour to less, he would just have to follow him.

    Sal walked by him, as it sent shivers down Ringan's spine. He kept still and soon he moved outside, instantly Ringan responded by getting up quietly, as he caught the image of the mans back faced towards him. He kept a few feet behind as he pushed the door to allow himself a casual exit.
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    Post by Sal Norongachi on Tue Feb 14, 2012 4:57 pm

    The toxicity of the fumes that he drew into his lungs with a breath were inconsequential next to the extent of the low level radiation that was caught upon the heady summer winds all around them.

    The Reaper exhaled and moved off, confident that he had made headway in his investigation of the origins SPX-15. He moved back towards the market which was still thick with bodies, and swam through the crowd.

    The heady aroma of the local cuisine intermingled with the ripe stench of overcrowding and he found his hand reaching for his mouth as it stuck at the back of his throat. Norongachi managed to get part way through before the crowd ahead suddenly surged toward him. The men, women and children pushing and shoving to get as far away from whatever was behind them as quickly as possible.

    The Glaswegian had to force himself against the wall of a building to the left and press himself back to avoid being swept away or trampled underfoot. As the masses began to thin he could see that further down the street were three half trucks and around it soldiers in full body exo-suits. Their energy rifles held with little doubt that they would use them.

    The United Nations Counter-Terrorism Division...Norongachi has become all to familiar with their sort since the Great War.

    "A blue alert has been declared, all civilians should move calmly from the area. The CTD thanks you for your co-operation." The message blared in the local tongue and then in Spanish from a set of tannoy's atop one of the half trucks.

    The people were anything but calm and with good reason. When the CTD showed up, people died, in great numbers. The problem was that for all their anti-terrorist nonsense what they actually did was hunt, detain, or kill the spiritually aware. The technological leaps over the last fifty years allowed them to pin point those individuals and if they were here....then it meant one of two things: They knew HE was here...or there was another spiritually aware being in the area, perhaps the one he had sensed earlier.

    Regardless, Sal moved back into the crowd and followed them away from the CTD team.


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    Post by Ringan Tokeshi on Wed Feb 15, 2012 8:50 am

    He adjusted to the thick outside irradiated air. Before long it had gotten to him, as he noticed the difference of the air of Japan to the air of Brazil, which was extremely contaminated with fallout.

    Many people still lay circulating around the open air market like blood in the circulatory system. They had no clue, even though the world had heard of the shinigami's presence. They were unacceptably blind to what was going on in the shadows. Ringan couldn't pity them, but he would've if he didn't have enough pity for himself.

    Ringan stepped close behind the man like his own shadow. Silent stalker like, hiding himself as he stepped steathily. Suddenly a strange driving-like, road skiding sound entered his field of awareness as his ears picked it up. The trucks eventually came to a full stop as men poured out of them ending up clearly spread out on the streets, flaunting guns that weren't nearly as big as their lips that would say they would use them.

    Suddenly they announced their warning. The crowd ran in pure terror as Ringan stayed calm, watching as people fled he blended in trying to keep an eye on Sal and used a technique that would be shielded by the CTD's eyes. A dark aura surronded his body that was in motion as they formed 2 bats that yelled a thunderous applause as a mean to detect what stood in front of them. It took only moments before they would move and head towards Sal Norongachi, who's familiar shape body and muscle amount would make him the prime suspect for the attack.



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    Post by Sal Norongachi on Mon Feb 20, 2012 9:39 am

    Stuck in the press of bodies, Sal could only go with the flow. Luckily the further they got from the immediate danger the calmer they became, slowing down to a jog and finally a walk.

    Why didn't the government see what its goon squad instilled in the people they were supposed to protect? It wasn't that the average joe was for terrorism, it was that they were told nothing. Guarded whispers and rumours of men, women and children snatched from their beds by the CTD and the deaths of what the press described as innocent people had created an aura of fear around the entire organization.

    It could all have been avoided if the U.N had made the world fully aware of the dangers it were in. Surely it was better to rally the people than become the monsters themselves?

    Politics. Sal was never very good at it which was unfortunate given his new position in the Gotei. It hurt his head just thinking about all the potential ramifications that could come from saying something, saying nothing, and all the bits in between.

    Sal's musings were interrupted by the spiking of his supernatural senses. Someone, someone very close, had suddenly upped their spiritual output. Whether it was who the CTD were after or not remained to be seen, he was too far away now still amongst the crush of civilians to see the trucks and personelle now.

    He didn't need to see as cries of panic and pain assailed him from behind. The crowd suddenly scattered left and right, limbs and bodies all struggling for an escape from whatever was attacking them.

    That was when Sal saw the ebon winged creatures, cutting through the flesh of those that stood before them on their undeniable path toward him.

    "We've got a reading. SP spike in the area. Zeroing in." Sergeant Morales said through his helmets comms system. The other CTD soldiers all came fully alert, eyes and visual scanning packages took in the surroundings with greater intensity.

    "4 o'clock! Uploading tracking data, fan out and surround the target." He said finally and then the troops unloaded and began to move in two man teams to cordon off the area and focus on the attacker.

    The creatures emitted a high pitched whine and Sal's senses warned him that these were not natural, biological, animals. They were made of a dark energy and that energy was focused entirely on his person. He had no time to stop and think of the consequences. Instinct took over and before he knew what he was doing his spirit had slipped from his gigai and he had vaulted from the crowd up onto a nearby rooftop.


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    Post by Ringan Tokeshi on Mon Feb 20, 2012 1:42 pm

    Screams of panic and gunfire came to his vicinity. Quickly he breathed out a loud sigh as he ducked and bear crawled through the crowd with much speed. Blood spilt over him as it glided over his black skin tight suit beneath and his overcoat that was layered on top. He released 4 bats two on both sides the left and right to combat the soldiers and hopefully confuse them by distributing the energy around the area.

    His spine cracked as he pursued the deadly C.C. hoping that he was still unaware of his exact location. Suddenly a blur became more resolute as the blur took clear shape onto a rooftop. Sal Norongachi had been found. Ringan soon stood up now at a safer part of brazil. He left the soldiers behind in his wake along with a loud thunder. They were most likely all dead. But he couldn't care less.

    He conjured one more bat a he hoped for it to blow up at the shinigami's face or atleast stall him.
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    Post by Sal Norongachi on Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:43 am

    "MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" Morales was yelling as his powered armour collided with civilians spilling them to the ground, lost under the panicked feet of others.

    His team were closing in, the other burst of SP had given them an exact location on the target now it was just a matter of putting him down. The CTD sergeant checked his weapon was good to go and then they burst through the crowd, rifles raised.

    Target acquired.

    Norongachi's bare chest gleamed in the noon light, the paleness of his skin accentuation every scar that wound their way across his flesh like a map of every deadly encounter he had survived. His dark eyes scanned the streets below, his senses washed across the ether, and yet all he could feel was a scattered feeling of spiritual energy and the confusing static of the artificially generated spirit particles of the soldiers armour.

    The good news was, the crowds were thinning, the last dregs peeling off the market street for safe haven. The soldiers were moving in one direction, towards him. If they spotted him, chances were they would open fire without a thought. Then again, could he really just leave them to their fate?

    The question was answered for him when a dark shape blurred over the edge of the building and hurtled toward him. His hand flashed out instinctively and strong fingers compressed down upon the projectile that instantly exploded in a wave of ebon energy.

    The hand was scorched and growing numb even before he lowered it to his side, flexing it into a fist to drive off the stinging pain as he did so. It was then he saw the man, standing quite calmly, down on the street. He certainly wasn't a local and as Sal's senses focused upon him they felt the familiar traces of spiritual power that he had sensed in the bats.

    One step was all it took and the Captain Commander was gone, an empty space was all that remained as he shimmered between seconds in a surge of preternatural speed that brown him down and falling toward the man, his fist swinging like the hammer of a vengeful god straight at the mans head.


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    Post by Ringan Tokeshi on Sun Feb 26, 2012 4:14 pm

    Ringan took to a bear crawl as he heard the siren of guns pierce the already violent panicked air. Humans fell like flys in a storm; the guns exterminating tons of them as Ringan was left to hear their cries as their bodies hit the ground mostly lifeless. He moved his arms along the ground as their movement became more messy and messy along with the tiring of his legs which followed.

    Soon he slid into a safer zone of the fire as he heard footsteps behind him; His only cover was a solid pillar surronded by an evacuated market leaving him alone to potientially die. His nervousness growing he almost forgot about his target as he turned around to see the men, who's firing had halted. Ringan released 4 bats to the group hoping to kill his targets and get back to the mission at hand of tailing Norongachi.

    Ringan had lost sight of the captain. But soon felt the overwhelming spirit power flare up like he was next to the sun itself, only of course not as intense. Ringan took a jump backwards as he waited for the flash of lighting to commence the death of the men.
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    Post by Sal Norongachi on Sat Mar 03, 2012 5:33 pm

    I hear the sound of distant thunder, its growing closer everyday...

    Norongachi had liked that song, when he was alive, and the cacophony of natures fury mocked with a feeble replica brought the lyrics to his mind now, his fist hitting air but his foe before him. The Glaswegian didn't even spare a glance for the carnage happening further back and remained focused on the young man, a human if he didn't miss his mark who was the cause of the destruction.

    "The guys who sent you here," He said his voice a teetering on manic, gleeful. "Must really, really want you dead..." The air about the Captain Commander quivered, it were as if the world shook at the terrible power that surged from his ethereal body. Then the words, the words he had not uttered in 198 years set the world aflame.

    "Sound the Funeral Bell! Claidheamh Mor!" The Lord of War answered, the titanic creature born of blood shed, residing upon a throne of bone and bound eternally in the fires of Armageddon heard his call.

    The inert Katana in his hands resonated with a single toll of a mournful bell, its metal glowed white and across its fissures began to form. Microcracks that diced it like a spider web and glowed like lava veins covered the blade and handle- All the while the bells tolled, they played out the death of a billion lives and welcomed one more.

    The sword shattered in a hail of superheated shrapnel as a blade longer than Norongachi, twice as wide as his arm, broke through the chrysalis of the old to be born anew. Carnage danced upon its edge, the oldest and purest force in the world or the next personified it. Flames leaped and snapped across the silvery edge of the 7ft weapon, dancing up its length and across its wielder. It wreathed him in the end of all things, it coated him in annihilation and the Captain Commander tilted his head slightly to the right and smiled.

    "Here I am boy, take your shot." With one hand he hefted the gargantuan weapon onto one shoulder like it were a toy.


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