Danime Seshu vs Uriah Kistune

The day is cold as the wind grows old. The tears from the sky fall down to the ground, each drop with its own given name of hatred and sorrow as it pelts the body of Danime Seshu. He walks on the concrete of an area in karakura town thats been completely demolished. Words couldn't describe the pain he was feeling as he laid his eyes upon the site. He let the rain do his talking and he paid his respects to whatever, or whoever use to live here. He held his zanpakuto in his left hand and quickly tossed it to his right placing it on his back. He stared up at the sky as the rain obscured his vision. The clouds where ashy and the rain was murky. This day explains true sorrow itself.

"Why must we all fight like this, Maramasa?" he said speaking to his zanpakuto. She vibrated in response to his question. He shook his head. He believe in the fight for equality and justice, but he didn't understand the fight in bloodshed, vengeance, and revenge. He would never understand. That was the problem, a problem that he would have to deal with for however long it takes for him to let it go. "I just hate the fact that Human's are aren't safe, that we aren't safe. These Arrancars and Hollows...why must they put this world in turmoil. Why can't they leave us be? Why?"

He turned around to look at the torn down buildings, soaked with water as the rain kept its pace. It wasn't going anywhere, and for the time being neither was danime. He was going to stay here for a bit before he headed back to see his captain, something just didn't add up.

Kitz watched from a distance his mind stayed point blank as he believed to achieve inner peace was to steady the mind and body. While approaching closer to the scene before him he gave off a gentle sigh of his lips before ascending into the sky where he had a better over look of the land before him, the rain fell down on his white hair, the wetness of is hair caused the strands to fall against his fleshy forehead and remain. Kitz looked to the ground where he caught the site and spiritual energy of another.



with that said Kitz started to descend to the ground where he lands on his right foot not long after his left foot comes down behind the right, his head held low the strands of hair fall from his forehead shielding his fox like golden slit irises from view, thrusting his head back he raises his hands outward to only let the rain fall upon him head on. the feeling of the rain against his skin was unimaginable considering los Noches had no such thing happen there.

Danime held his breath as he felt a disturbance in the rain. He placed his hand on Maramasa and slowly turned his head to where he felt the unnatural spiritual energy. "This isn't of a human...no something far stronger," he said as he turned around, his snow white hair darkened by the murkiness of the rain. "What do you make of it maramasa?" He said speaking to his zanpakuto again. It vibrated faintly twice, "Yes, that is what I thought as well. When will they ever leave this place be?" He said as he turned his body completely around with his right leg a foot in front of his left. He placed his zanpakuto down by its side so that it was point out in the opposite direction of him. He crouched down and performed a instantaneous flash step so that he would appear within sight of the Arrancar.

When he appeared to where the arrancar was he just stared him down. He didn't speak nor introduce himself, he just stayed there. Looking at him as if he was an infection. The rain begun to pour harder.

Kitz sensed the being come closer, his eyes remain closed as he felt the rain pelt against his skin even harder. he didnt care much of the shinigami as of the moment the soul reaper was just a insignificant bug compared to the feel of the rain, Kitz then let his hands fall to his side ever so lifelessly before bringing his head mid level. he then in a swift burst his eyes come to an open.


he then let the flow of silence take over his speech before turning his back to the shinigami to only walk a few feet away letting his hands move and slide into his pockets. Kitz appeared to have his ninja like hollow mask cover his mouth giving him a ninja like appearance while the scarf was was platted to his back drenched in rain he turns in a swift motion looking to the shinigami once more knowing the dense mind of a soul reaper was unchangeable.

"As this always turns out..its a event that must take place..prepare yourself.."

with that said immediately his right hand would come from his pocket to only rise in reach of his back. Kitz with his zanpakuto upon his back grips the hilt to only slide it from the sheath taking in a deep breath, he exhaled softly before sondioing towards the shinigami to attempt a vertical slash downward upon the male, he had no interest in introducing himself nor had the patience.

Danime looked at the arrancar. When he started to insult Danime, all he could do was smile and almost laugh. It was funny to him that an arrancar was trying to get underneath his skin. No one has ever managed to break Danime, no one, except for his Zanpakuto Spirit Maramasa. She knows what buttons of his to push to cause him to go berserk. He looked at the arrancar as he began to walk off in the opposite direction, "I don't need a brain to know that you'll be dead at my feet when this is over. I feel sorry for your kind, to tell you the truth," Danime froze as he targetted his eyes on the arrancar. He didn't want to drop his guard just incase he pulled a fast one so he clenched the hilt of Maramasa and looked at how the Arrancar moved in his direction with such speed.

"In order for me to do what's right, I will end you. Discipline should not be an option Maramasa," His zanpakuto glowed as it formed into a whip from a blade. Danime then grabbed the hilt of the whip and the tip as a attempt to block the move in which the arrancar was using.