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Post by Hattori Kihashi on Mar 29, 2010 14:45:53 GMT -5
As Yoshida was distracted trying to focus his every mental fiber into not letting this hollow use his body like a puppet, his screaming continued as he clawed at his mask feverishly. Every mental thought screamed to overpower the hollow's loud, tyrant voice but it came to no avail. The voice was louder, the actions were stronger, and it seemed nothing Yoshida could do would be enough to resist this being's will. He took his sword and forced his arm up to his abdomen, planning to end his life with one powerful thrust to keep his new comrade safe from this beast. Just as he dropped to his knees and prepared to deliver the fatal blow, he heard the shout of a Bakudo spell. He gripped the grass and dirt with all of his might that the hollow hadn't already stolen and took the hit full force.
The triangular binding spell smashed him into the dirt and pinned him there. The hollow roared and snarled as its body writhed and squirmed under the binding formation. Yoshida's eyes snapped from behind the mask to stare right into Fukuzai's. The cold, emotionless and accepting look told him all he needed to know; Do it. Do whatever you need to do. If the mask won't come off, cut my throat. Do whatever you have to to keep this beast from being free. The hollow's hand repeatedly crackled with red energy, showing it was trying to fire a cero but Yoshida wouldn't allow him to. It was clear the Bakudo was very much needed; the beast would have run rampant had he not been slammed to the floor.
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Post by Tatsujin Fukuzai on Mar 29, 2010 22:20:28 GMT -5
Fukuzai watched as Yoshida writhed on the ground, trying, and failing, to contain the beast trying to break it's way free. He watched as the cero started to form, only to recede due to Yoshida's will. It was good to see that the man had enough willpower to do something against the hollow.
When Yoshida looked into his eyes, Fukuzai knew what the dark-haired man wanted. Fukuzai knew he couldn't cut the mans throat, or he himself would be forced to fear the unknown till he crossed paths with another vizard, but who knew what the chances of that were.
He had heard that the method to controlling the hollow was to fight it inside your own mind, something that would require letting the beast take control. He had also heard there was a time limit, though a time limit he didn't know. Fukuzai knew now would be the best time to fight their inner hollows, while also letting the monsters battle each other whilst in control of their bodies.
"Release yourself the beast. Here we shall take control of our own destinies." He said this in barely a whisper, though one he knew Yoshida would be able to hear, even over his own screams.
Fukuzai's own mask suddenly appeared, the mask of the devil taking over his face quickly and covering his head. His skin became whiter, and the beginnings of a pair of wings tore through his shinigami uniform. The binding spell that held Yoshida disappeared, and the beast that was now Fukuzai flew forward to attack quickly, the instincts to feed at the forefront of it's mind.
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