I'd love to hear you scream tonight (closedish/incomplete)
WHO: Sanji and Shiro, then later, Usopp.
WHERE: The Harbor
WHEN: Sunday, noonish
WARNINGS: Violence and blood. I tend to get descriptive with injuries, as well.
SUMMARY: Sanji and Shiro get into (yet another) fight. This time, Shiro doesn't intend to leave him alive.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, then whatever Cap wants!
Shiro was a bit tired, to be perfectly honest. He'd skipped work, since his fight the prior night with Zoro had been a little more than he'd bargained for. That man... somehow he managed to wield three swords as expertly as a normal man could wield a single blade. It had been ridiculously fun, but exhausting.
Luckily, the Hollow was positive he wouldn't need to do much to destroy Sanji. But at the same time, he didn't want to drag it out. So Shiro found a fairly abandoned part of the harbor and held his sword out horizontally.
"Ban-kai."
The explosion of reiatsu was enough to blow away any humans who were stupid enough to be standing nearby and kick up a massive amount of dust. Shiro stands, dressed now in his Bankai's white coat with black fur trim. His feet are bare and long white talons adorn his toes and fingers. A long, serpentine tail dipped in black trails behind him, his hair is long, all the way down to his waist, and his face is completely hidden by an intimidating black mask.
"Come Sanji. Today is the day that I end your worthless life."
WHERE: The Harbor
WHEN: Sunday, noonish
WARNINGS: Violence and blood. I tend to get descriptive with injuries, as well.
SUMMARY: Sanji and Shiro get into (yet another) fight. This time, Shiro doesn't intend to leave him alive.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, then whatever Cap wants!
Shiro was a bit tired, to be perfectly honest. He'd skipped work, since his fight the prior night with Zoro had been a little more than he'd bargained for. That man... somehow he managed to wield three swords as expertly as a normal man could wield a single blade. It had been ridiculously fun, but exhausting.
Luckily, the Hollow was positive he wouldn't need to do much to destroy Sanji. But at the same time, he didn't want to drag it out. So Shiro found a fairly abandoned part of the harbor and held his sword out horizontally.
"Ban-kai."
The explosion of reiatsu was enough to blow away any humans who were stupid enough to be standing nearby and kick up a massive amount of dust. Shiro stands, dressed now in his Bankai's white coat with black fur trim. His feet are bare and long white talons adorn his toes and fingers. A long, serpentine tail dipped in black trails behind him, his hair is long, all the way down to his waist, and his face is completely hidden by an intimidating black mask.
"Come Sanji. Today is the day that I end your worthless life."