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PostSubject: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 3:09 pm

Sonmei~

"Whadju Saya Meh?" Sonmei slurred out as he hefted what he was at least 30% sure wasn't just a coat rack this time. The local tavern, rowdy and raucous as normal barely registered the altercation of the larger Masutora as he hefted the unseated officer from division Six up to look him in the eye. "You saya Myeh captain couldn't beat you's agin and I'll hafta beatcha up you unnerstand?"

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Gomei~

"Come on Sonmei put him down he didn't mean it like that! He said she was newer not weaker yah big idiot. She just lacks the experience of the other capn's right now." Gomei's words sounded like he was trying to calm his brother down but judging from the incredibly intense murder gaze he had fixated on the 6th division member, whom he was essentially staring right in the face with his alchohol breathe, what he really felt was entirely up for debate. And if somebody happened to select 'he's trying to calm his brother down' they chose very very wrong.

He huffed out a cloud of smoke that had no earthly reason to exist into the now slightly frightened mans face before tilting his head and asking a question. "Thats whatcha mean isn't that right sonny jimbo. You was just saying that while Capn Lychee would win she just doesn't have the captain experience to not do so so badly she breaks yours right?"

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Kumei~

Kumei was....surprisingly docile considering he had been the one to start the particular debate that caused the now raging altercation in the bar. Slowly the rest of the bar had silenced down to a dull roar as more and more tables sought to check out what was going on in the corner. Kumei almost smiled, but then that'd give him away, as his handiwork began to get bigger and more grand. With this 11th squad could show off just how powerful each of it's members was and at the same time he might be able to show his brothers just how much respect the other squads deserved. Being fight nazi's they tended to overly bash other squad members so once they lost a few teeth in a bar fight with nothing but other squads they'd learn to behave properly in public.

"Hey I think he just said your looking fat Sonmei, you gonna take that?" Kumei lied too his overly enebriated brother.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sonmei~

"Hell no!" And suddenly the boy was not being held up for the staredown his brothers so enjoyed but being tossed back into a crowd of his peers like a large pillow. "Nobody calls 11th squad fat!"
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 3:23 pm

Brutus sat in the darkest corner of the room, sitting on a low-ground stool to make him appear less noticeable to everyone around. Given his height, since the stool was practically seated on the ground, he looked to be a little bit shorter than everyone while seated, but not by much. He had been trying to enjoy the bottle of rum that he had in his hand, but the racket that the triplets that had come in not too long ago were making was... well, annoying to say the least. Something about one triplet saying the man said 6th Squad was better, then the other triplet tossing him about like a rag doll. Frankly, it was getting on Brutus' nerves a little. All he had wanted was to enjoy some alone time, peace, quiet, but then this shows up. Gritting his teeth, the overly-large Lieutenant stood up, having to bow his head to keep it from brushing the ceiling. After all, the ceiling was only 9 feet tall; about a foot shorter than the Lieutenant himself.

He started walking over, his eyes set on the triplets. The Shinigami who saw the shadow of the man looked behind them, only to move out of the helmeted giant's way. With the crowd parting noticeably, the man walked over to the triplets, the helmet turning as he eyed each one of them respectively. "Excuse me, but is there a problem here?" Call him being nosy, but it was just the instincts of his time as a bouncer kicking in. He oftentimes forgot his place, and tended to try and take command of situation's, such as now, but.. well, his funeral, right?

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 3:52 pm

Seated in her office, she gazed out the cavity in the wall which served window and let out a long, drawn out sigh. The thing about being squad 11 captain was that everybody was nuts when it came to starting some random brawl, but when it comes to all the paperwork that results from their random acts of destruction, nobody is accountable. It had gotten to the point where she had to fill them out in the hallway, as her office had overflowed long ago. idiots.... She wondered what her foolish subordinates are doing at the current moment: can't be anything good.

As if on queue, an unseated officer rushed into the halls of her squadron out of breath and desperately trying to yell some incoherent words. The female captain stood up from her seated position in the hallway and stared at him with unamused eyes. "What is it?" Did she even need to ask? The smell of alcohol on his clothes indicated he was recently at the bar -- that's not good, something about her subordinates and bars just didn't mix very well. After a brief moment of panting, the male's breathing pattern returned to normal, and was finally able to inform her of the situation brewing in the tavern. The pristine, unsoiled piece of paper she was just writing on was quickly turned into a ball of garbage and tossed to the ground as she crushed it between her hands. Grabbing her haori, the woman hurried out the door and headed toward the bar, leaving behind her a trail angry, violent utterances.

She didn't bother knocking on the wooden doors of the tavern, oh no, that would have been too... polite. She took a small step back, shifting her weight slightly before bringing her right foot rapidly up to the door. The hinges weren't able to support the force. The loud, unavoidable noise of the door being busted off its hinges was followed by the equally unavoidable door flying across the tavern. The woman stood poised at the door frame before calmly stepping through. She slammed the tip of her sheathed weapon onto the bar floor in an attempt to gather everyone's attention -- not that she didn't have it already.

"So, who can't I beat?"
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 4:03 pm

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"Wah!"

Why he was in here in the first place was literally anyone's guess. Chances were he had, as per usual, gotten distracted doing something (hopefully not on a job), heard something happening within, and idly wandered in. The wholly black-shrouded figure in question was fairly indescript, black garb hiding everything besides the 'sash' that wrapped around his waist (or at least, so he would claim it to be).

Thus he sat peacefully enough at an otherwise empty, small table, waiting for... who knew what, given him. Things started happening elsewhere in the place, he could hear that much, but he certainly wasn't expecting someone to land on him! Someone who'd since knocked over one or two other people within his brief, undesired flight through the air. Thus the slight, partly muffled cry, and some lingering panic instincts kicking in and seeing him scrabble his way hurriedly and somewhat noisily out from under the man that had landed on him, leaving some scratch marks on the floor and holes at the tips of his gloves. Whoever had to constantly fix them for such a thing happening, and scold him for using said claws, was going to be upset again, that was certain. Right now, however, that was the furthest thing from the shinigami's mind.

Though it did occur to him after a brief moment's thought that someone had lost something -- or rather, someone -- so he hefted the fallen man up casually as could be and made to toss him right back. Problem solved. Probably.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 7:36 pm

Triplets~

Sonmei and Gomei bellowed defiantly at anyone else willing to came at them head-on while the rest of the bar began to erupt into further chaos. Parties that had had no quarrels a moment ago but found themselves covered in their drinks attacked one another in the spirit of said chaos. Kumei sighed before standing up to join his brothers as they would wade in and start leaving marks on anyone fool enough to mess with the Masutora trio but all three came to a dead halt as the literal giant of a man came before them asking if there was a problem. Perhaps he'd never been in a real barfight before the trio silently communicated with glances and shrugs.

Sonmei looked to Gomei who looked to Kumei for the best way to answer his question and with obvious difficulty Kumei moved forward and jabbed one finger heavily into the giants...stomach...chest...he had no idea due to the vast size differences between the two.

~~

JUST THEN 0-0!

~~

The doors of the tavern erupted inwards and the 11th divisions captain stalked in full of authority and very barely checked rage perhaps to submit her challenge onto the crowd. "So, who can't I beat?" Suddenly the entire crowd went completely silent. No a single person moved. Even Kumei had come to a total halt in what he had been about to say.

Of course, with a jittery ball of nonsense in a crowd, even her authority could not hold them back for more then the time it took said ball to throw a body that would slam into the back of Brutus. Gomei and Sonmei could already see the body being lifted back up in preparation of this very toss, and being the drunks they were...well...the chaos engulfed them all over again.

"GET SOOOOME!" Gomei and Sonmei shouted simultaneously as they jumped up and kicked at Brutus square in the chest in hopes of sending him careening back into the already thrown body.
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 9:21 pm

Brutus watched as he was poked in the chest; just what he was waiting for. He was about to snatch up the small fry who dared to issue such a challenge to him, (As that is how he took it, after all. A challenge.) but stopped when the doors came crashing open. One of the doors hit him directly in the chest, narrowly missing the smaller man directly in front of him. The door rebounded harmlessly off of his chest, flying somewhere off to his side; though unbeknownst to him, it was directly at a peculiar squirrely-looking Shinigami.

Brutus froze, his head going up to look at the woman who had blown the doors apart, the horns of what appeared to be his helmet grazing against the ceiling, even putting small holes in it. With that, the bar erupted into an uproar again as a body was sent sailing at the giant, and the two men kicked him in the chest. He took a step back, and the body crashed into him, causing him to snarl; a guttural, almost animalistic sound emanated from his throat alongside the snarl, like a bull getting ready to charge. He reached down and gripped the Shinigami with one hand around the torso, glaring at the two of the triplets who had tackled him. He brought it back, before swinging the body at the two. He didn't swing with all of his might, as surely it would break the small man he was holding at the moment, but him being unconscious, he figured a little bit of wear and tear here would go unnoticed.


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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 10:20 pm

Just when she had them all in the middle of her palm.... Leave it to her drunken subordinates to cause a scene. Such embarrassment would surely not go unpunished. The woman watched, as the large man-like animal grabbed the shinigami and used him as a weapon, flinging him into two of her own men. Now, it took every inch of her to even think of stopping the creature, let alone act on it. Those two deserved it, causing such a mess, and guess who has to clean up after them as always? The loud chaotic sound of hundreds of voices erupting mixed with the breaking of furniture and walls was starting to get on her nerves. Oh how she wished for that brief moment of silence when she entered to last forever.

Though it pained her to have to do it, she couldn't allow just anyone to hurt those in her division -- no, if anyone was going to get the satisfaction, it would be her. The female captain drew in a long breath. Somehow a sigh almost twice as long came out. That was the only warning anybody was going to get.

She darted toward the towering creature, ignoring the backdrop of broken stools and glasses being tossed back and forth. Placing her body underneath the giant's swing, she held up her left arm and caught the body in its downward trajectory. The force of his swing barely made her flinch, but it resonated through her body and made the ground beneath her shake rather noticeably. Almost in the same action, she brought up her still sheathed weapon and placed the tip of her scabbard on the creature's chest -- her reach was a little bit lacking, she she had to stand on her toes.

"If anybody's going to punish these fools, it's going to be me." This was her being nice. "Did I make myself clear?"
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 11:01 pm

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Squad 9's Errand Boy

As if it weren't bad enough that he had a person thrown onto him, spoiling his... his... well, his chance to order anything, now there were suddenly doors flying everywhere. Or to him they seemed to be flying everywhere; such was the unfortunate effect of being smacked in the back of his head by one of them and left in a mild daze. Simply speaking, things were already not going well for the shinigami who (almost) wholly hid his form under black cloth.

"Oww..." he muttered dejectedly, only to get tripped over by someone that had had a few too many drinks and was trying to get into the overall scuffle all the same. An amendment, then, to the earlier thought: things were really not going well for him.

Time, then, to do... well, something. Sitting where he'd landed from his earlier fall off his chair certainly wasn't doing him any good. Failing that, he made for what seemed the best (albeit far from safest) vantage point; specifically, a quick flash step to take him to a point where his feet would be resting ever so comfortably on the shoulders of the largest being in the bar while a few claws dug partly into the ceiling to stabilize himself, his eyes wandering over the overall scene in the way of someone who was rather detached from it all.

He figured at least he'd be safe enough up there, for now at least.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 11:22 pm

Kumei~

"C-Captain! What brings you here?" Kumei stammered, suddenly this just got much worse for the trio. He had just wanted to get them out in the world and aware of other squads skills, now their captain was involved? He almost felt like he was falling in a sea of confusion.

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Sonmei and Gomei~

He was falling but not into a sea of confusion as he though in his currently brain overloaded daze. But first what led up to the revelation of this fact. Sonmei and Gomei slammed down hard on the floor after delivering the kicks and for a moment had some trouble making out the world around them with blurred vision. The giant lump they'd just kicked was coming back for more and without some help it was doubtful they could get back up. Thankfuly their very kind brother was standing between them with his hands, or more so his sleeves hanging for them to grab on to. They heaved themselves up collapsing him while he was staring off into space and once again flexed their stupidity at the man giant.

"Sonmei, is that...does this person have a sword?"

"It appears so, do you think they don't get how bar fights work Gomei?"

"Must not. Well let's see what we can do about this."

The two pondered while the man giant and what they somehow could not tell was their captain discussed whatever they might need to before both looking to Kumei for an idea and, in a flash of brilliance, the lights came on.

"Heya newblet! Dontcha know sword." Gomei began.

"Are poor manners in a barfight!" Sonmei finished.

Both brothers knelt, stealing a tactic from the man giant, and took hold of one of their still mentally broken brother's arms.

"KUMEEEEIII." They bellowed in unison, Kumei now snapping back to reality at the call of his name and suddenly very aware of how bad this was gonna end. "WAIT NO DON'T!" He cried ineffectually

"CANNON!"

He brothers heaved with all their might and not only hefted Kumei from the ground but bodily tossed him so he would crash right into the back of their captain who had so rudely brought a sword to a bar fight.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySat Dec 08, 2012 11:34 pm

Brutus immediately stopped his assault with the man he was holding where he could, tossing the unconscious man at the wall. "Yes ma'am, I apologize." He said, immediately noticing the Captain's haori. "I'll be taking my-" He said, freezing when he felt a scampering on his body. He looked to the side, noticing the small squirrel-like boy on his shoulder. "May I ask what you're doing?" he asked, before hearing the triplets yell something about a cannon. He turned, just in time to see two of the triplets throw their fallen brother at their Captain.

He couldn't help but get a sense of pride when he saw them, also, using a person as a weapon. Suddenly, the fact he had just used a man as a wooden bat seemed less wrong to him. But then again, that might be the five pitchers of alcohol buzzing his brain speaking. It took far more to get him drunk than others, but he had also consumed a lot already that night.

Luckily for Seijin, Brutus had forced himself to behave immediately when the Captain appeared, so he hadn't gotten thrown off his shoulder. However, he forgot how low the ceiling was, and tried standing up straighter, only to have his horns go into the ceiling, getting him stuck for a moment, as he was surrounded by people, so he couldn't effectively kneel to pull them out. "Ugh, I'm... stuck." He said, as he wrenched his head from the ceiling, causing him to lose his balance.

Brutus falling looked a lot like the way a tree falls; slowly, and with a large shadow marking the landing zone. The people who were behind him got out of the way; and those who didn't... well, they weren't so unfortunate. If they were lucky, they would only manage an uncomfortable position; though this wasn't likely, seeing as they'd just had over 500 lbs. of muscle fall on top of them. However, when Brutus fell, his feet would be revealed as hooves, rather than actual feet, giving people some clue as to what he was hiding beneath the helmet and gloves.


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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySun Dec 09, 2012 5:17 am

She was literally boiling over with rage, as her foolish subordinates continued with their drunken misbehaviour. Doesn't "get how a bar fight works" eh? Their little comments enraged her even more. These children were a thousand years too young to be lecturing her about how bar fight works. The woman's gaze was now filled with rage, the very air around her seemed to change, becoming denser, filling up with her strong intent to kill. Of course she had brought her sword with her, the weapon does not leave her sight. But did she know how a bar fight worked? Oh, these children are about to find out.

The obedience of the rather large shinigami came as a bit of a surprise -- at least somebody in this establishment respected her authority. Intoxicated or not, she expected, no, demanded the same from the trio. But, she was never the lucky type. It was time she rolled up her sleeves (both figuratively and literally) and took charge of this show. "I'm glad we have an understanding." She stated matter-of-factly. and began to turn slowly toward the foolish children who called themselves members of the her eleventh squadron. Before she could even begin to scold them, she heard them mumble something incoherent, then suddenly

"CANNON!"

When she saw it, it was already too late. The delinquents had launched one of their own directly at the woman. Had it been in a less casual setting, she most likely would have caught it, but this being a bar and all, her guard must have slipped. "You..." She wasn't given a chance to finish her sentence -- which probably was the best anyway, as the profanities to come could not have been good. The shinigami who has now become a projectile collided with her chest, sending the woman straight back into what used to be the giant.

Of course, said giant had to make a fuss about some kind of rodent landing on his shoulder and fall over. This left nothing to catch her fall but the large wooden pillar holding up a section of the roof above their heads. Her body, together with the projectile shinigami, collided with the rather solid piece of wood going straight through the support beam, and landing several metres past it. In the time she was airborne, she managed to manoeuvre her body to regain an upright position. With her feet planted on the ground, she slid to dissipate the force moving their bodies coming to a complete stop just before she was tossed out the exit.

Grabbing the one used as a projectile by the collar, she tossed him to the side. "I'll deal with you later." Once again, she made her way past the chaos. Passing a table, she grabbed the most appealing looking drink on it and sent it down her oesophagus: the liquid warmed her internally. The woman replaced the now empty glass with a full one on the same table -- this one would be for the road.

Making her way past where the support beam used to be, she noticed a small piece of debris falling onto her. The woman's gaze was directed upward at the origin of this piece of concrete? At first, the ceiling appeared fine, retaining its shape after losing such an integral part of its structure. That is, until a rather large chunk of ceiling fell a mere centimetre away from the captain: this piece seemed to be the critical piece holding it all together as a mere fraction of a second later, the entire area localized around said fallen piece collapsed, creating a large cavity in the roof about a metre and a half in diameter.

The shadow cast upon her by the falling cover merely centimetres above her head tipped her off, in one fluid motion and with an influx of energy, she pushed herself backward, narrowly avoiding the concrete slab which was going to turn her into a Lychee pancake. Riding on the same burst of force, she closed her distance between herself and the two who threw their brother at her. As soon as the drink in her free hand was downed, she swung her arm down, sending the now empty glass to the ground beside her, shattering it into a plethora of crystalline shards.

"You children are barely old enough to be in here, let alone teach me 'manners'!" The hand which had just contained the glass was now reaching for the left one's collar. Once she felt something concrete, she would toss which ever one into the other with enough force to send them both through the nearest support beam like what had just been done to her. Oh, she was definitely going to bring the roof down
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Whatever the oddly erratic shinigami was paying attention to once he felt his foothold begin to slowly disappear, it was probably not the fight. Rather, with some difficulty, he used the claws on the tips of his fingers and toes to wander steadily along the ceiling and straight for that part of it that had just fallen. Though how his feet could bend like they were doing in the process might have been anyone's guess... if anyone was even bothering to look up for any reason.

Thus, he happily propped himself on his elbows on the new hole once he reached it, glancing up to the sky and everything around. And, well, not noticing that his tail had unwound from about his waist, making the thick appendage a rather easy target to tug. Scrabble for safety though he tried as soon as it happened, yet another panic instinct kicking in, he could do naught but fall upon not being able to prevent the tug and the light pain it brought. Though he did send his foot right into the face of the aggressor, sending him back into a shinigami paying attention to another only to swiftly turn and deck him.

Recovering quickly, and still in mild panic mode, the shinigami hurriedly scurried low to the ground, darting as well as he could between feet and wishing he were smaller again to make this so much easier. Still, like that he went, his tail that he'd yet been too distracted to notice was probably finally revealed as such, being the only thing he couldn't cover in his garb, brushing by people's legs and occasionally getting trod on, eliciting a slight 'squeak' in dismay each time. When finally he came to a pause in a slightly more clear area, he was knelt carefully low on the floor, his now somewhat disheveled and pained tail wrapped around the nearest thing it could find as some form of protection. Which, incidentally, was the legs of the local Captain on the scene.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySun Dec 09, 2012 9:22 pm

Sonmei Gomei~

The pair faltered at the full release of their brothers wait right into the rude blob that had dared to bring a sword into this fight of barstools and fists. Unfortunately being as drunk as they were faltering meant collapsing entirely over top the legs of the giant bull man. They hit down hard on him too as the wind was knocked out of them and for a moment they almost blacked out. Of course...they were drunk...and being drunk always gets worse before it gets any better.

"Hey Gomei..."

"Yeah Sonmei?"

"Imma barf.....hand me that shoe woudja."

"Good Idea...I'll use the other one"

Gomei reach back, pivoting for a moment as something far harder then an ordinary foot jabbed him in his chain mailed side and groped for the shoe's just out of his reach a moment ago. With a victorious jerk he pulled them close and tossed one to his brother and both sank their faces into the openings in preparation.

"Hey Sonmei, is that a hoof between your legs or are you happy to-" And the chunks did spew forth from his gullet, sloshing about with the holy corn and bread of yestermeals past. Lumpy and tinted of beef's broth and almost stew like in appearance as it filled in the shoe's of which the two bro's dost acquire.


"Hey Gomei." Sonmei said looking up at his brother from his own now vomit filled vestibule. "That feels a lot better." Gomei looked back, some vomit trailing down the side of his chin before he wiped it away with the massive pants leg still sitting beneath him and his brother. "Yeah...same here...Hey one thing." He said looking around and drawing a quizzical look from his brother. "Did we just throw Kumei?"
He finally said with a slight tilt of his head.

Sonmei froze abruptly, rewinding back through the last few minutes in his mind and slowly starting to get more and more terrified.

"Yes...yes we did...do you know what we threw him at?" Abruptly Sonmei shot up seeing the very thing he was asking about storming back in. Vomit sloshed from the shoe he held and dribbled onto the floor.

"Yep....Yep I do indeed brother." He gulped while likewise getting back up and forgetting about the hoof he was gonna ask the source of for a second time. The two glanced quizzically at each other to no avail in the situation even they were not dumb enough to miss.

"Kumei usually is the brains of the operation ain't he Gomei?" Sonmei said frightened.

"He is Sonmei, and knowing her and what we just did...he won't have his brains about him...what do we do?" Gomei asked back equally terrified.

The two glanced back, she was finishing a drink, and reaching for a second now. "First off, let's get rid of the vomit shoe's." Gomei nodded in agreement and they tossed them up into the ceiling where they caught on a splintered piece of wood. Satisfied it wss out of sight and thus out of mind now the brothers, for some unknown reason that if Kumei had been present would have been corrected, tried to act entirely like nothing happened. Both crossed their arms behind their backs and started to whistle horribly off key while looking around as if surprised at what was going on.

As the captain approached Gomei, on her left, decided to talk first. He was the second best talker of the three...which is to say he was the one stupid enough to think either he or his brother Sonmei had any ability to talk their way out of a situation.


"OH, hey captain! Wendju get here?" Gomei began as if nothing at all had happened. A cheerfully stupid grin on his face. Then he felt something grab him about the collar and throw him as bodily as he had ever felt himself be thrown into his brother and they both sailed through the air like an unaerodynamic waste pile. Sonmei pivoted in the air as best he could so that he would take the weight of the pillar as they smashed through it but allowed himself to get knocked out in the process by leting it deliver a good portion of the blow to the back of his head. From there on he was a Sonsled for Gomei, still very much conscious and very much scared out of his quickly sobering mind. They finally met with the floor again and after smashing clean through several tables, at least twelves chairs, and what to this day Gomei insists was a final support beam made of solid concrete, erupted out into the street though the outer wall of the tavern into the midst of a gathering crowd kicking up dust and gravel as they finally came to a stop.

Gomei panicked, What should he say? Where was Kumei when he needed him? Why couldn't Sonmei wake the hell up and deal with this? So many eyes were staring at him and his slowly rousing brother Sonmei as if filled with questions only he could answer.

"Uh...Uh...F...Uh."

"EH-HEM!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kumei Comes to Save the Day!

"Attention Everyone, a situation has occurd on these premises that has become out of hand, we of the 11th squad encourage all of you to please return to your duties and homes while our captain and we three regain control of the situation. Please for your own safety do not get involved." Kumei said as he hefted his two brothers to their feet, Sonmei having awoken a moment or two ago. "You guys did it this time you know."

"Hey Kumei, I think we-."

"Yes you did...now let's go calm it down. Or at least finish it off." Kumei paused as he made to turn and re-enter the bar. "Why do you guys smell like vomit?" He said while slowly fixing them both with a cold glare that would not bode well if he did not like the answer.

Sonmei and Gomei simultaneously opened their mouths to respond before a thought occured to them. If the shoe's had been tossed up but not come down they'd gotten stuck on something right? "Uhm...well...let's see if we have to...explain that in a moment."

Kumei continued glaring. "You didn't...."

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2 Minutes Earlier (it felt out of place in the middle of the rest of that)

The captain would find that the two had been fairly easy to lift and throw out the establishments wall and the jarring sound they sent reverberating through the building as they took out a support beam would likely have been a wonderful sensation if not for the horror that would follow. The splintered wood that had taken the two vomit filled shoe's into it's fibery embrace buckled from the loss of another support beam before giving way and dropping the contents of both steaming shoes to the awaiting heads of the squirrel man and the captain who had stood directly beneath. Oh god, the universe itself thought, this could end in either death or slightly quicker death at this point.
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptySun Dec 09, 2012 9:40 pm

Brutus felt multiple small bodies on him as he lay down, while the fellow he had noticed was not entirely human himself had gone off somewhere. Brutus' head hurt. Too low of ceiling's, too much alcohol, and too many triplets. He looked down his chest at his legs, to see them not only laying on his legs and using his pants as a napkin, but THROWING UP IN HIS SHOES. He could handle a typical bar brawl, but throwing up in his shoes? Oh, they were so dead. Brutus watched as they tossed the shoes in the air, getting caught on something. He wouldn't touch those things now. Oh no, but the twins were as good as dead. He stood himself up, horns breaking through the ceiling. He came to stand next to Tychee, looking at some of the wreckage of the bar.

"Some squad member's, huh?" he asked, before he felt a wet substance dripping from the ceiling onto his helmet. He reached one gloved hand up, and got just a bit on the tip of his fingers, only to see it was vomit. Beneath the helmet, Brutus' face curled into a snarl vicious enough to send predator's his size scurrying. He didn't wait to watch as what he would later find out what his vomit-filled shoe drop on their Captain's head. He walked outside to where the triplets were. Usually, he had to walk sideways into the bar to accommodate his width, but this time he just forced himself through, causing part of the wall on the front side near the door to break and fall forward. "My shoes... my helmet... you're dead..." He said, as he gripped his helmet.

Usually, Brutus would be loath to take off his helmet, but at this point in time... well, they had messed with the bull, time for the horns. Pun intended. Brutus pulled off his helmet, tossing it on the ground next to him, a large puddle of vomit still dripping down the side. His full facial feature's were shown; his dark brown skin, the horns curving out from his head, even the glowing red orbs that were his eyes. He walked forward, standing at his full height for once, looking down at the three as he made to grab the two triplets on the side with each hand, and swing them forward to crush the third. Not literally crush any of them, but to knock the three of them out.


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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyMon Dec 10, 2012 1:18 am

She felt a sense of accomplishment as she watched the brothers tumble through the air, destroy a sizeable chunk of the bar, then land outside rather dazed and confused. Good. she brushed her hands together, ridding them of the non-existent dust, signalling that she had finished a task. Unfortunately for her, it was not over, in fact, it was far from it.

The female noticed the rather large creature that had previously fallen finally regain his upright position and try to make conversation. "They certainly are... special, aren't they?" The tone in her voice had a hint of softness to it, had she perhaps forgiven them for causing such a mess? Just when she thought there was somebody coherent in the bar to talk to, the giant hulked through the bar, forcing his way out into the streets. She couldn't fully comprehend why though, it seemed as if something unappealing fell on him?

Lychee's gaze wandered upward toward the ceiling as a drop of liquid fell from what appeared to be... shoes? It fell on the floor mere centimetres away from her, but the acid odour had already entered her nostrils. Whatever had held the vessels containing the contents of the brothers' stomachs had given out. Gravity took over from there, bringing the shoes filled with hydrochloric acid and partially digested food crashing down onto the captain. Thank god for her rather quick reflexes, she was able to push herself out of the way. Her feet gave the ground a kick....

That was when she felt it. Some kind of furry appendage wrapped around her leg. This drew her attention away enough to give the falling containers of vomit time to travel closer toward her. She had still yet to figure out what it was that latched onto her leg. It was now or never, she had to make a move for be covered in the vile liquid mere milliseconds from meeting her head. The woman's body dropped to the floor face down, her chest pressed against the floor. She shifted her weight first to the left, then using the returning momentum, rolled her body like a log. Upon reaching the position where her back was to the ground and facing up, she gave her leg a harsh kick upward, hoping to release what ever it was that had grabbed onto her -- unfortunately for it though, this would still be in the danger zone of being covered in vomit. After ridding her excess baggage, she continued to let the force carry her, narrowly avoid the splash area of the fallen shoes.

Her fists slammed harshly into the ground, creating indents in the bar's floor. She used this energy to right herself again, regaining a standing position. Was it just her or was the smell of acid following her? She took a quick visual assessment and realized, though she herself was untouched by their stomach contents, the same could not be said about her haori. A decent portion of her perfect, unsoiled, pure white robe had taken on a certain hue of colour -- a good name for it would perhaps be "puke brown". Her clenched fists were shaking from anger as she whipped of her robe with such force the fabric tore. Had the triplets gotten paid, this would definitely be coming out of their pay cheques.

Stealing another drink from one of the few tables that was still standing, she downed another before rushing out of the bar to rejoin her subordinates. If they think they could get away that easy, they had another thing coming. She had made it just in time to catch the angry-cow-shinigami use the fools as weapons to crush the third. There was no way she would give him the satisfaction, no, that would be hers and hers alone. Stepping in between the two used as large bats, she extended her still sheathed weapon to one side and her closed fist to the other. The two bodies would have collided, but not with the third and instead with the captain's sword and fist. "You're being too gentle." This time her voice was all jagged, not even a sliver of softness could be detected.

Before the one that contacted her fist could hit the ground, her hand opened up and took him by his uniform. With disregard for her surroundings, she leaped into the air, carrying with her the one unlucky enough to contact her free hand. After gaining decent altitude, she arched her back, bringing the fool back with her. Using that wound up force, she threw him back down onto the ground, nowhere specific, but if he landed on the bull's horn and was impaled through the stomach, she probably wouldn't be too sad. The woman landed before his body would and turned to the one who was stabbed with her scabbard. "You're going to wish I had done that to you after I'm done."
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyMon Dec 10, 2012 9:19 am

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"Ack!"

That, and trying to scrabble quickly away, was all he could do when he felt his tail start to be tugged at... again. Indeed, this really wasn't a good day, especially with how much he might have to take care of his tail at this point for it to... recover. Even worse? While his tail so whipping through the air saved him from being washed in stomach fluids and regurgitated food, it did not save his tail itself. Shuddering as the gunk began to wash over it, he hurriedly pushed the shoe away, reverting almost instantly to panic mode as someone slipped and trod rather hard on his tail again.

Forget not a good day... worst. Day. Ever. And someone was about to pay for it, for the black-garbed figure finally snapped. The first to pay, in fact, was the latest aggressor of his tail's ailments. Grabbing the man roughly by the collar and tugging him back a little, his foot suddenly came up in a whip-like motion to smack directly into the man's face and send him flying, fairly literally. Those with the fortune to see it quickly moved out of the way before returning to their own scuffles, though the man in question was sent flying straight toward the large, bull-like shinigami, just as the one thrown what seemed so long ago had.

He didn't care any more for the 'etiquette' he'd been taught back in Rukongai, nor his normally non-aggressive nature, and such showed in the way he veritably plowed through those around. He didn't even care that he'd probably be in a lot of trouble from someone once his hood was tugged down and nearly ripped off, and his ears and some of his fur, as well as his somewhat different than human facial features were plain to see. He was just mad, and nothing was getting in the way of that. Not least of all the table hurriedly thrown at the woman who was, in his mind, at fault for his tail's present, vomit-stained state. That there were others nearby and he'd lost his right mind (for what he even had of it at any given time, anyway) was rather besides the point.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyWed Dec 12, 2012 2:34 am

(Okay I'm to wound up about an important job interview tomorrow but also don't wanna hold the thread up over it any longer then I have already so imma make it short and sweet so we can move on. srry.)

"Yes Ma'am," Kumei, currently still free from any of the direct damage thus far quickly shoved past his captain and smashed bodily into the assaulting table even as the bull man would stumble out from underneath his brother as he fell from having another body thrown at him. "He most definitely will once I get them home and put them to bed."

The table weighed against Kumei a moment longer before he shoved it hard enough to set it upright beside them in the street. He noted that his other brother had all but completely sobered when he'd felt the momentary killing intent leak out from his captain and understood just how bad he and Sonmei had let this situation get.

"Yes Ma'am..." A repeated statement from Gomei to his terrifying captain. He couldn't help it...he was completely at a loss what to do here. "Squirrel man....behind you...Table...bar fight..." He stammered out as Kumei shook his head ruefully behind his captain.
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyWed Dec 12, 2012 8:12 am

Brutus somewhat grinned at the woman's criticism of his attacking them. He didn't know her, although one could figure she was a captain, but he liked her. He watched as the triplet ahead soared directly at him, bowing his head, to seemingly make it safer for the triplet... Nope. As soon as the triplet reached him, Brutus jerked his head back so his horns would give the boy even more momentum to go crashing to the ground, plus two, long bruises somewhere on his body. Now that he was calmed down somewhat, Brutus' self-consciousness came back, and he walked over, grabbing his helmet. He went to one of the twins, before using that twin's shinigami robes to wipe off his helmet, before putting it back on.

He turned, hearing a smacking sound, like a whip, only to see another Shinigami come flying on his direction. He quickly held out his hands, catching the offending Shinigami, wincing a little bit when he heard a crunch of bones. He looked at the Shinigami, wondering what was broken, relieved when he saw the wrist bending at an awkward angle, hopefully the only thing that had broken. Casually, he tossed the shinigami onto the ceiling of the place, looking in to see a Squirrel-like Soul Reaper going mad, it seemed. "Someone still needs to vent." He commented, watching the commotion inside as most of the people had seemed to wise up and stay away from the squirrely boy.


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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyWed Dec 12, 2012 8:09 pm

She raised her zanpakuto within its scabbard and brought it downwards in a large arching motion meaning to strike one of the triplets in front of her, but to her surprise, the attack had veered off its intended trajectory. Unable to stop her own momentum, the woman stumbled slightly forward, her shoulder harshly nudging the one her sword was meant to hit. Placing the weapon quickly in front of her, she used it stop what would have been quite the tumble. The woman quickly regained composure, though something seemed a little... off. How many drinks was it that she had? And on that topic, what were those drinks she had? Her vision was beginning to dull along with several other senses. Even as she heard the sound of the table clashing with her subordinate it seemed distant.

The captain turned around, with noticeably less grace than her previous movements to locate the source of this noise. Her vision took slightly longer to focus than it did only moments ago: not that her vision was anywhere near perfect to begin with. She saw blurry images of the squirl creature storming towards her, seemingly angry -- did she do something? Wait. Why did it matter if she did something to offend her?! The rational, thinking side of her brain was now inhibited, the woman was now mostly driven by instinct than rationality. This little brawl had definitely took a turn for the worse.

"I hope that wasn't meant for me." She lied, she wished it had been meant for her, so that she had an excuse to kick the squirl boy in the face.

"It was, wasn't it?!" She looked at the triplet that had stopped the table for colliding with her body. Shifting her weight to her back leg, she pushed, springing forward, launching herself toward the rather small shinigami's position. Though she struggled, her feet refused to carry her in a straight line. After closing the distance between them, she planted the foot she had forward, then swung her body, bringing her other leg forward in a wide arch parallel to the ground, aiming directly at the shinigami's face. Or was it his chest? What ever, she was going to hit him somewhere somehow.
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyWed Dec 12, 2012 8:36 pm

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'Venting' was certainly one way to put it. 'Going nuts' might have done the state the shinigami was presently in rather more justice. 'Not letting anyone who'd since trod on or otherwise done something bad to his tail get away with it' was, in essence, his motive... insofar as he was too far gone at this point to have a motive.

Then again, given his nature, there was often action without actual motive... but this time was quite a bit worse than his normal state of frequently getting distracted by something or other. No, he was harmless enough normally; now he was fairly dangerous. Even worse, unlike most of those around, he'd not had anything to drink and was fully coherent. Though what that was ultimately worth with him was questionable.

Nonetheless, he swiftly avoided the kick aimed for him, sweeping one of his own legs up to follow right after it and try to push the woman's leg further along and break her balance completely. Despite anything else, though, he still moved just as swiftly to catch her if it became needed.

"Oh... ya alright?" he inquired, tilting his head slightly to the side in curiosity. Apparently his wrath was just as fleeting as any other feelings with him, as he seemed to have suddenly forgotten about it completely.

Not that it changed the fact of what the loud cracking sound was foreboding, and it only took that for him to fly right back into panic mode and quickly grab the woman by him to take flight from the steadily crumbling building. And trip over one of three identical figures lying on the ground on his way.

So nobody ever said he was the brightest being around, though he was sure he'd be in some trouble for the fact of him being far from human now being exposed.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyThu Dec 13, 2012 7:40 pm

"Sonmei plummeted towards the horns ready even in mid daze to die like a man. Then the bastard moved an used them like a springloaded board to slam him into the ground even harder then he would hae hit by himself. He bounced but would be on his feet as the rest of the scene unfolded. "Nobody!"

Gomei fell aside from his captain colliding with him but did not drop to the ground entirely as he saw the squirrel beast assaulting them. Kumei took the table had on, frail as he was cmpared to his brothers. However the table had not bee meant for any of the brothers."Touches."

"Our Captain." Kumei finished as he whirled with blade drawn at the overzealous assault of the squirrel man.

"Flicker/Crush them/Eviscerate them, Heavy/Fast/Bloody SPLIT!" Sonmei twirled his legs like a chopper to rise with weapon forming in between his captain and the fuzzball. Gomei and Kumei followed suit using their brothers shaft as a bar to hold him down to the ground and dissallow him to flee by having their weapons held over either shoulder.

"Calm down...we are outside the building...we need you to put our captain and help us clear the bar Fuzzyman. Can we trust you to remain calm now? Fights over..it's time to settle." Kumei said in a mysteriously effective soothing tone. He would have grinned but he saw Gomei opening his mouth.

"Yeah you idot only we can attack our Captain. Right Kumei?"

Kumei just stared in sheer terror. [i]God...damnit...Gomei...[i]
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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyThu Dec 13, 2012 8:50 pm

Brutus merely stayed back, watching impassively. It seemed that there was another non-human in the Gotei that he hadn't known about. But then again, did he really expect to be the only one? He was somewhat surprised, though. Of all animals, a squirrel? He would have figured a dog, or a cat, or even a frog, but not a squirrel. But, whatever. After seeing the true identity of the young boy, he was curious if he knew of his own origins, considering Brutus did not. He would like to talk to this Squirrel-boy on more peaceful, sober terms. That being said, he looked to his right, to find the ground was coming up at him really fast. Oh, wait, that's not ri-SMACK. And the giant fell on his side, seeing as his sense of balance was shot. The alcohol was finally taking its effect on him. Whatever, he'd watch from the ground.

The dust cloud that was kicked up at the 600 lb. man falling, however, was rather large, considering they were on dusty gravel. If it weren't for his horn, his head would have hit the ground rather hard. But thankfully, he was an unnatural being, and so he was saved.


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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyThu Dec 13, 2012 9:15 pm

She felt the force of the small one's attack on her leg, altering her momentum just enough for her planted foot to loose its grip with the earth, elevating her entire body just slightly above the ground, using this newly gained momentum, she twisted her body in the air in a feline like fashion, manoeuvring herself into an upright position before landing once again. Upon said landing, she couldn't help but feel a slight spell of dizziness, turning what would have been a perfect landing into somewhat of a fumble. It took a second for her to regain balance. The woman was stunned at how low her tolerance to alcoholic beverages was. She recalled the early days of entering the gotei, turning to drink as a means of... well, as a pass time. She tried to remember just what exactly she had to drink this night.

A mug of beer, some fruity looking thing, something in a large porcelain jug.... Porcelain jug. In all the commotion, she had never bothered to really take notice of which drink she had so casually taken, upon further inspection of her memory, she realized that she didn't steal three people's drinks, she stole three table's worth of drinks. Things would surely take a turn for the worse as her senses become even more dull, she was slowly losing control of her composure, allowing her rather dense spiritual pressure leak out in sporadic bursts, each one making her surroundings shake slightly.

The captain heard her three childish subordinates say something, but her attention span was no longer long enough to catch the entire sentence; she was also starting to inject her own words into what she was hearing. Though she was less than ten percent sure of what they said, she was certain they were plotting something against her. They said, "We need your help to clear our captain" right? Of course! Lychee is never wrong.

"Only we can attack our captain"

That would confirm her suspicions. If these three wanted a fight, they've certainly got themselves one. She watched for a second as the three performed some ritual -- she was nowhere near patient enough in this state to watch it play out though. With disregard for her surroundings, she let out a burst of reiatsu, as abnormal and uncontrolled as her previous ones, and shot herself forward to the trio and squirl. If these guys were conspiring against her, she would just have to deal with them all at once.

First, she closed the gap between herself and the amalgamation of conspirators. Then, with a abrupt stop mere centimetres away from the gang, she planted a foot firmly into the earth while twisting the right side of her body back into an almost impossible angle. She released the spring that she had just created with her torso, bringing with it her hand, which had closed to form a fist -- she has a rather large fist for someone her size. This hay-maker was aimed directly at the one twirling above the rest of them, packing enough energy to send him flying several metres -- or maybe several hundred metres, the alcohol was really getting to her head.

Before her fist could connect though, the rumbling of the rather large shinigami falling resonated, bringing up a large cloud of dust, enough to hinder her vision. This, however didn't stop the woman, her punch would still connect, but with whom was anyone's guess.
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If he hadn't lost track of the general situation before, Seijin definitely had now. He was... saving someone from the fall of part of what was left of the bar? That... seemed about right, though there was a blank space just before then in his memory that he got the feeling he'd not want to look into. He had a bad feeling it was something about throwing a table, but beyond that, he hadn't a clue.

And now he had spears resting on his shoulders and trying to press him down, and... that woman was coming after them... huh. Now what was supposed to be going on?

Ah well, no point doing anything but taking things in stride... or getting distracted... either one, who knew with him. At the very least it occurred to him that there was probably some calming down to do, or something of the sort, so with that he scurried off into what even remained of the bar at this point, which had since been vacated for safety's sake; even in a drunken state, 'twas obvious that it was not a safe place to be. Water he searched quickly for, and water he found, taking a moment to wash his tail off before procuring a now slightly cracked bucket and filling it with the clear liquid. This he scurried quickly back out with... only to toss the water over the woman, the triplets (or at least two of them, if one had been knocked away) and the... bull man? Whatever he was, Seijin couldn't be concerned. He'd heard supposedly cold water helped calm people down or something, and now he'd see.

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PostSubject: Re: Whadju saya Meh? (Open All)   Whadju saya Meh? (Open All) EmptyThu Dec 13, 2012 10:46 pm

The three triplets fixated on the crash of the bullman, well two of them anyways. Kumei had the intelligence to realize the captain was the more interesting person to watch. In horrified terror anyways. The squirrel man extricated himself easily from the triangular hold of the three brothers while they were no longer united in purpose. Sonmei was luckily safe and out of the way of the drunken insanity that was their Captain which left Kumei and Gomei to attempt to handle the assault.


"Which leaves Kumei the only one with a chance of not taking a shot to his jaw." Time slowed, the world itself spun on it's axis just a bit less quickly, and Kumei swung his spear haft around to throat smash into Gomei's and pivoted himself on his brothers mass to take the blow directly to the back of his own head. The world now did not slow, it did not come to a screeching halt as this event occured nor did it even flicker the lights on in surprise.

A Masutora never let a Masutora down and Kumei would never be the first to break that bond they shared. As the world went entirely dark around him, as his eyes rolled back into his head, as broken blood vessels flooded his throat and nose with red fluid he had no regrets and collapsed as Water splashed over Sonmei, over Gomei, and over his Captain. He would....probably need to seek immediate medical attention.

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