Current Energy: 24
You realize with a sort of feral glee, that the girl in the white dress flying at you is either having some difficulty stopping, or is about to start a fight with you.
That...
That's perfect! Not only does it give you a target to work some anger out on, but it also gives you someone who will have to tell you where the hospital is! Or else!
You feel an almost unconscious sense of elation fill you at the prospect of such violence, as you further synchronize with your current emulation. True there are some downsides to the process - like the very slight possibility that you temporarily forget you aren't actually Zaraki Kenpachi - but the benefits! The feelings! The sheer breadth of experience you get by further submersing yourself in his life!
You can practically hear your non-existant heart pumping faster as you contemplate a response to your attacker.
Your hands are out, they're carrying your precious Master. Your legs too - If you were to stumble and fall while carrying her you would never forgive yourself. So that only really leaves...
Spiritual power pours off of you in waves as you prepare your self for battle, and you lunge forward, straight into the path of the oncoming attack.
Or rather, you headbutted the girl's fist. Not with too much strength behind it or anything. Just enough to halt the attack and get her attention.
That's why you're surprised when you hear a whipcrack sound like rolling thunder, and the girl - who's fist was very firmly planted in your forehead for a moment - shoots backward as if struck a blow.
"Oi! Is that it? Wheres the follow through!" You yell after her, glad you had already wrapped your Master in a layer of power to protect her from the ludicrous speeds you were moving at while carrying her.
"What?! Why the hell are you tearing apart the city carrying a corpse around!?" She yells at you as you lightly jog (re:flexed your legs a single time) towards her. Her face was a strange mix of afraid, determined, and angry that your emulation vaguely recalls seeing a few times.
Usually right before getting savagely wounded by someone he wasn't taking seriously.
It's an outcome you don't think is likely given your sudden movement appears to have surprised your target. To you, it was fairly lazy as far as leaps go. To someone without superhuman vision, you must have looked like you teleported. You would have held back more but well... she called your Master a corpse so...
"Hey! This ain't no corpse! This right here is my very own Master! So! Tell me where the hospital is-" You growl pleasantly, mouth spread into a too wide, menacing smile.
"- and we can fight later." You finish with an almost perverse croon, quickly lifting your foot up and kicking the girl downward so fast she can barely react. Then you let rip with what drabs of your spirit can seep past your limiter.
The results are immediate. The girl - who's name you should really get at some point - freezes in place, the overwhelming pressure exuded by your very presence falling over her as surely as gravity itself. Some part of you - the part that is powered by an alien meat computer - can't help but marvel at the effects of this hitherto unforeseen energy. Souls are not, as far as you can tell, real. And yet here you are, oppressing reality with yours.
Somehow.
You let the pressure remain for another moment before cutting it off and stepping back still grinning at the kid.
"You..." she gasps, clearly having trouble breathing.
"You were trying to find a hospital!?" She eventually screeches at you, panic and slight relief obvious in her tone as she rises to her feet.
"Where the hell else was I gonna take her!?" You yell back.
"Nowhere! Don't you have a phone?! How did she even get hurt?! What, did you run her over by mistake?" She retorts immediately. You can tell she's just trying to appear unbothered by her seeming inability to stop you. Despite the back and forth, she's obviously wary of you, doing her best to keep out of arms reach.
"The hell is a phone?" You ask instead of pointing any of your observations out, turning your head slightly to regard the devastation behind you. If there is one thing about drawing most of your knowledge from your emulation that you dislike, it is that his understanding of common knowledge on this Earth is severely lacking. Actually... you are pretty sure his understanding of common knowledge , in general, was severely stunted.
As it turns out, the shockwave your mere passing has caused left a very obvious, very noticeable trail of destruction leading to your current location. Vehicles that you ran past litter the road, mostly upturned and dented and the facades of many of the buildings adjacent to the road are either crumbling or non-existant.
"It's- look I can take her to the hospital if that's what you want but you have to stop." The girl warns you, her eyes flicking back and forth between you and your Master uncomfortably.
You mull your options over, but ultimately realize that whatever else, your Master's safety has to be top priority. You can pick as many fights as you'd like later.
You grumble over it a bit, but finally, say;
"Fine. Lead the way."
"It- it would he faster if you let me take her. I can fly." The girl says quickly.
There are several reasons you can't do that. First among them is that you can't actually get very far away from your Master before discorporating. It wouldn't hurt you per say, but it would definitely be annoying, not to mention jarring.
You also aren't sure you really trust this random stranger with your Master's safety.