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Siegfried Schtauffen [userpic]
by Siegfried Schtauffen (nightmareless)
at September 18th, 2005 (09:00 pm)

Who: Nightmare & Whoever wants to greet him!
When: This is Siegfried's entrance back into the town after retrieving Soul Edge.
Where: Er, where ever he can stumble into. I'm thinking in Mayra.
Summary: Just starting!
Warnings: Nightmare wants... pretty much anyone in the area for some good old souls.

Thump, thump, thump.

It was with great heaves that Siegfried's boot were lifted, then pounded forward on the ground. He was in the city now. The need would be fufilled soon. He just needed to find some willing, or better yet, unwilling, donors.

The blonde's face seemed to be plastered with a permenant smirk as he slowly turned his head from side to side. He could feel the pulsing in his arm. It was only a matter of time before it changed to a better suting... limb.

Souls? Where were they? Gripped tightly in his hand was the treasure he had gone hunting for. Changed into its Zewihander shape, as it so seemed to be these days, the huge blade of the sword dragged across the cement as he trudged on, causing a horrible scraping sound. He was getting weak.


Posted by: Kuchiki Byakuya (kuchiki_heir)
Posted at: September 19th, 2006 08:12 am (UTC)

Between those waiting and the blond man, there appeared what first seemed to be nothing but a shadow, but soon revealed itself to be a man, tall and dark-haired, the trailing ends of a white scarf dangling at his back. He spared only a brief attention for those who were witness, his focus on the warrior before him. He could feel the pulse coming from him, and it was corrupt. It was wrong.

He said nothing, this heir of the Kuchiki house, but unsheathed his zanpakuto. He would have to test this one's mettle, otherwise he would have simply used the sword's awakening to rid himself of this opponent. But there was something very... off about the reiatsu he felt.

Of course, in this city, everything had three sides. Without waiting more than a breath, he attacked the blond, faster than an onlooker's eye could follow.

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