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shelter [Orihime's using her shunshun rikka powers to protect/help him]

nonverbal starters .

HE’S NEW TO THIS. Memories are blurred but an inherent senseof protecting the innocent remain. His spiritual pressure is still somethingthat reminds him of ‘something else’, something in his past, perhaps his humanlife?The Shinigami isn’t really certain, save that he’s positive in life he was powerful, but not as powerful as now, but how powerful? Something tells him it was a frightening amount of power…whatever he had been. He prays he had used it wisely, ironic for a ‘death god’ to pray. 

Physically, Kenshin takes a step and the spiritual pressure within him is enough to make a few cracks in the earth beneath his sandals.

The enemy briefly shirks.

 He is prepared to launch into ingrained techniques that have only aname, but he cannot trace their face. It is both freeing and painful that hecannot remember, only vague inclinations of warmth and horrific tragedy … justwhat was his life, so much that he bore a hideous scar across an otherwisecomely face? 

The wandering Shinigami is prepared to strike when he senses apresence behind him, his Zankpakuto, taking the form of a sakabatō. A sword whose hamon glistens deceptively on the lining of the delicateintricacies of the blade done in reversal, making it seem like any regular ‘katana’.

❝ These little friends are yours? He is most grateful. This humble self feels a warmth coming from them, that he does. Orihime-dono ? Please, stand back. This one does not know how to hold back, he feels, when he engages in battle.

Your granted strength has increased his resolve tenfold to finish this enemy for the sake of the people in the area. It would be unkind and unjust for him to leave the soul in risk of being devoured alone.

 Please, he does not denote you are weak, as you have already given him protection - but allow him to extend it to you as well. That said, you seem like you do long-distance attacks. 

Might he suggest you cover him from behind, that is? ❞ Kenshin takes a single step, so quick and so fast that the little creatures and entities that served the maiden behind him made gawking noises at the small indention his sandals left in the street . If he had been immense in life, he was monstrous in battle now. If only he could recall…or did he want to? Ignoring all other thoughts of distraction, the rurouni shinigami launches a contained attack of restrained limits of power …

After all, he didn’t want to decimate this street corner. That little girl soul’s cries were his priority and concern, as much as Orihime-dono’s generous self was. 

Neither would come to harm, as recompense for her giving this newly entered ‘spirit’ joined the ranks he had while he was still alive, married, in love, and at peace. His mission would never end now, would it? 

With a deafening roar, the high-ranking hunter of souls and life falls at his blade; an elegant measure of sheathing it back into the saya before he turns to her, smiling warmly and a bit sheepishly.

❝ Did this one contain his power enough to ..ah, not break the lamp-light? Street lamp, that is? He certainly hopes so…. he isn’t certain he can fix it as he is now.❞