tampered | Log: Ongoing

Log: Ongoing

When; September 6th, night
Rating; Errr.. R for violence and language? Might change later.
Characters; Rangiku

10thdiv_haineko, Luppi

avengerous and Kuja

purple_trance
Summary; Does a fight really need a summary?
Log;

Rangiku took the time to look over the area near the carousel from her rooftop home, remembering lessons that had been pounded into her by time spent under the command of several captains. She’s sure the fight won’t stay in that area, but she’ll handle that if and when it comes. Haineko vibrated at her side, obviously eager to have something worthwhile to do, so she cleared her mind and stepped off the rooftop, springing to the location they’d agreed on.

The ground was solid under her feet when she landed, her head swinging around to see if her opponents were already waiting for her. Seeing no one, she crossed her arms over her ample bosom and stood, patiently waiting.

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Luppi didn't force himself to rush, keeping his pace unhurried. It took more effort to reel in his impatience, since a fight had been building inside him for too long. A wonder, really, that he held himself back for as long as he had. Trepadora was warm underneath his arm, helping him to keep him centred.

He spotted the shinigami immediately and approached the carousel casually, looking unconcerned.

"I think we're late, Kuja," he said to his companion, eventually stopping a safe distance away from the woman.

Kuja followed closely behind Luppi, his face seemingly disinterested. Of course, it was anything but true - it had been a long time since he'd been in any sort of conflict. His taste for destruction all but demanded some sort of action, however.

"It would appear so," Kuja replied, brushing his hair out of his eyes with a flourish. "But it is always best to be fashionably late, don't you think?"

Ran's hair shifted as she tilted her head at the newcomers. "Well, aren't you two pretty? I'm glad you took the time to get all ready and such, but it's rude to keep a lady waiting, don't you think?" Her arms slid away from her chest, one to her side, the other lightly grasping Haineko's hilt. The wrapped hilt thrummed gently, ready to answer her mistress' call at a moments notice.

Luppi walked to the side casually, creating a space between him and Kuja. Angles were important in a fight, especially when the odds were already against the woman. Two on one. It was almost shameful. But really, what did shame have to do with winning?

"A lady?" he repeated mock innocuously, staring at the woman. "I don't see one here. Just a whore."

Kuja let his mouth curve into a smile. Even on his too-pretty face, it was sinister. He crossed his arms across his chest and shifted his stance. He still appeared to be bored by the whole thing. In actuality, he was loving every second of it.

He was not entirely aware of what his new ally had against the woman. But it really didn't matter to him - trouble was trouble, and part of him longed to be in the middle of whatever trouble he could help create. Especially if he thought the odds were in his favor.

Kuja hadn't bothered bringing a weapon to the fight. He might not get completley involved - he hadn't decided just yet.

For now, he said nothing - he was enjoying himself fine without speaking.

She didn't bother to respond to the name calling. Instead, her eyes tracked the Arrancar while her body remained facing the other. Fingers tightned on the Haineko, but she didn't draw her. She didn't want to be the first one to act, since, technically, she was at a disadvantage.

Silently, she assessed her opponents with calm eyes. After several moments of silence, her lips curled up into a smile.

Luppi eventually stopped and faced the woman, posture and expression one of complete boredom. It was anything but, however. He could feel the fight beating inside his ribcage like a live, pulsing thing, awaiting its release. It took every shred of his pride to keep from shaking in excitement.

"It's going to be fun ripping you apart," he said in a playful yet cold tone. "Any last requests, shinigami?"

"Try not to get any of your blood on me. It's a bitch to get out of my hair after it dries."

Her tone matched his.

Slowly, she pulled Haineko free, the smile growing as she settled into a defensive posture. She was content to wait for now.

"Aizen said you're easily replaceable. It doesn't bother you that he doesn't care about how you end up?"

Luppi replied with a malevolent smile. "I don't care."

Indeed, he didn't. Aizen-sama was the furthest thing from his mind. He knew he could win this fight even without Kuja, but it was so rare to find someone who shared his taste for death. It really couldn't even be called a challenge.

He slowly drew his zanpakuto.

"Trepadora," he said, as if speaking to a long intimate friend, "kubire."

Transformation. Eight tentacles emerged from his back, one by one, which he mainly did because it was more aesthetically pleasing for him.

Then he chuckled, hiding his mouth with his sleeve. A moment later, he sent three of his tentacles straight at the shinigami.

Kuja's smile widened. He felt the laughter bubble inside him. And why keep it in?

His laughter was as dark as the look on his face, betraying his actual lack of boredom. He hadn't yet seen what his charming new friend could do. And even he had to admit - he was impressed.

Oh, Zidane. You just wait until I bring this to you, little brother.

His laughter grew as he imagined what this could mean - what he could accomplish.

His blue eyes sparkled with malevolence. His hair fell over them again as he lifted his head a little higher. Power crackled in the air around him....

But he did not strike. Not yet.

Not yet.

Slim blonde eyebrows climbed as she watched the Arrancar's release, but she didn't have much time to contemplate the differences before three of the new appendages were speeding towards her. With a snort, she stepped back, calling on the unnatural speed all higher ranked shinigami knew so well. As she moved, her free hand moved to aim at the Arrancar, her voice soft as she murmured the spell for Shakkahou.

Her feet touched back down to see if it had any effect, but she knew she would more than likely need to be on her way quickly.

Luppi's mouth twisted maliciously, having counted on the shinigami's little maneuver. Two of his other tentacles were already moving by the time she executed her move, aiming for her from above. The other three he used to shield himself from the pathetic attack she threw his way.

"Kuja," he called, savage laughter clear in his voice. He felt the spell hit his makeshift shield. "Aren't you going to join in on the fun?"

Kuja's smile had never faltered. He moved closer, all but floating, on a slight high from the power he hadn't released yet. It had been far too long.

He raised his hands and formed the energy he'd been collecting into ice crystals - little tiny ones. He sent the ice crystals towards the woman, with every intent of fusing them into bigger ice crystals - around whatever they came in contact with.

Rangiku snapped the zanpakutou to the side, still grinning as she released her blade.

"Unare, Haineko."

The blade dissolved into the ash it was named for, the cloud rising to meet the barely visible ice from the other man. The smile inched up as the ash cleared away the crystals, and she couldn't help but shoot him an amused look before she directed the ash to the Arrancar, shyunpo'ing out of range of his onslaught from above.

Kuja felt his smile falter slightly. Well. It was all right. She couldn't possibly fight both of them off forever.

He moved farther from Luppi and his tentacles, and closer to Rangiku. Her sword did not really phase him.

He formed the energy into something different, this time - something darker.

Luppi's mouth twisted in displeasure for the briefest moment before his guards dug down into the ground in front of him, using it for momentum to shove himself backwards from that suspicious-looking dust. He landed several feet away, teeth gritting transiently from the strain it put on him to elongate his attacking tentacles in compensation for that move.

"Bitch," he growled under his breath, eyes dark and body rigid with tension. His tentacles unfurled, grew longer, and drew up like claws readying themselves for attack.

He didn't waste time to admire Kuja's magic, since the battle high already had him. Luppi knew the shinigami would take avantage of the opportunity if his attention lingered elsewhere for longer than necessary. Instead, his tentacles shot out in wide archs towards the damnable wench.

Let's see if she could dodge all eight attacking from different angles.

There.

The attack came from as many angles as he could cover, so she spared a quick flicker of her eyes to see just where she could go. With a gesture, she directed the ash to separate and move on each of her opponents.

Just as she was about to 'step' out of the way, something like a heavy weight pushed at her, slowing her down. A flash of panic crossed her mind.

NO.

Desperately, she wrenches herself away from the abnormal gravity, glaring over at the spellcaster as she moves.

Kuja's smile turned up more on one side than the other, becoming more sinister. Of course it was working.

His blue eyes were icy as he looked at Rangiku. There was no need to go easy, now.

One more spell, then.
It was just too bad he couldn't make it the spell.
But, well, that might hurt Luppi, too, and he wasn't ready to have Luppi be an unfortunate casualty.

The energy crackled, sparkled, grew.
Kuja's eyes reflected the lightning as it struck.

[ooc: Ran can take this turn. Luppi'll go after.]

Ran gritted her teeth, determind not to allow a sound out of her mouth as she felt bolts hit her skin. When the lightning struck her, she dropped to one knee, pinned down by the power of the spell, but she withstood it as best she could. As soon as the power let up, flung her hand out towards Kuja, snarling an incantation. A power matching Kuja's sparked along her hands before she released it towards him with a yell.

"Raikouhou!"

[ooc: pretty much the same thing XD]

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