Snippet #1510816

Call on me

"Not yet!" Blaze yelled, the pitch black flames swirling around his blade shrunk and quickly were overwhelmed by brighter yellow flames. The voice was stunned for a moment and refused to answer the Shinigami's outburst. Finally, giving in the his command the voice began to die away, Very well. I will be watching you, always... Do not slip up. The voice said cryptically before burrowing deep within the recesses of Blazes mind.

Blaze retrieved his blades and elegantly floated backwards, his wings silently beating. "Sorry about that... Outburst," Blaze said, spitting to the side. "Inner demons tend to grasp at your mind... Something you know plenty about it seems," Blaze stated, looking towards where Gysake had sent his blood blast. The man watched, in one could say an unimpressed gaze. He knew he felt something off in that direction and black cherry blossoms weren't really all that common. Arrancars it seemed. Now, they seemed to be engaged by two other Soul Reapers...

"About time," Lily said, miming Blaze's own thoughts at a distance. She was beginning to believe they were the only shinigami- well, sane shinigami atleast- in the whole of the Soul Society. Seems like there were still stragglers aiming to fight. She stood up on her perch and turned her attention away from Blaze's spat and to the direction of the Arrancars and Shinigami.

Blaze glanced back at Gysake, apparently frustrated as flames licked wildly at his feet, "So you were using me? To lure them out? You dirty bastard, you could have at least told me," Blaze said in bored tone, as his wings beat once more, sending spiraling flame to the side, scorching the earth. "Don't think you can intimidate me, you insane man, I've seen too much to be intimidated." As he spoke, the flames dancing at his feet and back swirled into the shape of a dragon once more for a split-second. "Been through to damn much to die on my first day back in my Seireitei," He said, absent-mindly rubbing a spot in the center of his chest with the back of his hand.

He looked back to where he had felt the Arrancar and Shinigami before speaking to Gysake once more, "If you still wish to play this game, it is still your turn," Blaze deadpanned, The flames at his feet becoming the figure of a roaring dragon head.