One, two! One, two! And through and through
Who: Ishida Uryuu & OPEN
When: Night
Where: All around Siren's Port
Summary: Star Wars roleplay The Quincy tries a little blind training.
Warnings: None
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[Now. There.
Uryuu pivots in place, and three searing-hot spiritual arrows arc through the darkness. Behind his blindfold, the Quincy doesn't see them fly. He can't see them spear his target's three heads and burn through their faces. But he can hear the body thump to the floor before the soul dissolves, and feel the reiatsu wink from existance.
It's one more monster that won't be back tomorrow night. Uryuu could never destroy every soul the Core spits up - there are simply too many, it would take an army of Quincy and too many years - but he takes solace in these few victories.
It's useful training, besides. Uryuu straightens proudly and sends out another burst of reiatsu. A shame he has no better bait to draw these creatures. Still, this has been working well enough. It drew him a Multitude just now, and he's half-sure his first opponent had been a Grunder.
Come on, he thinks irritably, tugging his blindfold tighter. I don't have all night.]
When: Night
Where: All around Siren's Port
Summary: Star Wars roleplay The Quincy tries a little blind training.
Warnings: None
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[Now. There.
Uryuu pivots in place, and three searing-hot spiritual arrows arc through the darkness. Behind his blindfold, the Quincy doesn't see them fly. He can't see them spear his target's three heads and burn through their faces. But he can hear the body thump to the floor before the soul dissolves, and feel the reiatsu wink from existance.
It's one more monster that won't be back tomorrow night. Uryuu could never destroy every soul the Core spits up - there are simply too many, it would take an army of Quincy and too many years - but he takes solace in these few victories.
It's useful training, besides. Uryuu straightens proudly and sends out another burst of reiatsu. A shame he has no better bait to draw these creatures. Still, this has been working well enough. It drew him a Multitude just now, and he's half-sure his first opponent had been a Grunder.
Come on, he thinks irritably, tugging his blindfold tighter. I don't have all night.]