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Blinking a second, the fact that this was his shikai sunk in. He tightned his grip on his zanpaktou, turning it to look over its new form. This will work, definitely. Looking back over to his captain he smiled, earnestly this time.

"Thank you for helping me train for this, Yukimaru-taichou. And yes, I will go train on the dummies, practice makes perfect and all," Hibiki said, bowing befor hurrying over towards the place she gestured.

Wow..My first day!~
And that it was, for young aspiring shinigami Amie Koigokoro. Today she was officially part of the Gotie 13. There was a long path ahead of her, but she would take it one step at a time. After all, good things happened to people who wait, and Amie was a patient person.

The sun was shining bright and warm that pleasant afternoon, and Amie was doing some stretches. It would be more than embarrassing to mess up because of a begginers mistake, such as spraining something, or pulling something, all in which could have been avoiding simply by stretching. She began with some toe stretches, loostening up her legs and lower body, and worked her way up, until she was loose and nimble. Todays workout was endurance. To the proffesional running community, it was known as "LSD" Long slow distance. She would start with a two mile warmup, run two sets of four miles, then finish up with a two mile cooldown. That would lead up to a grand total of 12 miles. Amie figured she could finish that in about....an hour and a half to two hours. Then she'd take an hour break, and repeat the process.

Amie took a deep breath, and stood up. She unclipped her zampacto from her back, and placed it neatly on the ground. Not much was being carried today, only a water bottle and a stop watch, tucked away safely under her uniform. "Setting stop watch for two hours and a half maximum...Ready...Go!"

Amie pushed off her starting point, and began running. It wasn't her race pace, of course, but to finish two miles, she would have to conserve her energy.

Amie spent her relaxation hour hanging around the track, drinking another bottle of water, and cloud gazing. She couldn't eat, because that was just a neon sign for her body to use it's gag reflex. But it was good to just let her body cool off, and prepare itself for the next task.

The last time she did the course, she had finished in a little over two hours. Amie figured she would finish a little later this time, as she fumbled herself up. As she guessed, there was some lovely looking blisters on her heels, a thank you from her body. Of course, Amie probobly deserved that, since she was running awfuly flat footed today. Amie clicked her tongue, as she prepared herself to set off again. She would have to pay more attention to her footing this time.

This twelve miles was obviously more gureling and limit pushing than the last. Her body was tired, and very prone to complaining, in such ways as cramps, popping blisters, and a set of bloody ankles, due to rubbing against her socks/sneakers. Although, the blood stains on her socks did occasionally make her feel hardcore.

The biggest battle here was to keep running, despite the problems her body faced. If she wanted to get stronger, to become more endurant, she had to overcome this wall. The only thing stopping her was herself. An expression that people used to tell her was seeming very true, "You don't race other people, you race yourself." As the miles she did grew larger, her breathing got heavier. Her body, although getting plenty, whined out that it was deprived, by making Amie feel as if she was drowning. At the ten mile mark, it was as if her lung and nose where on fire. But deep down, Amie knew that once she finished this, she would be gaining something great. Today she had trained harder than any other, and she tore down the wall of her current limit.

Adreniline supplied her the final boost she needed to finish her miles, and she clutched her knees as soon as she was done. Greedily, she gulped down as much air as possible. Amie would always feel the pain when her body was stressed. Today, however, trained her mind and body to accept that fact. It made it easier to work with that pain, and to work through it. With that acceptance, many new doors would open for her. Amie smiled, wiped her brown with her sleeve, and headed home. She could use a nice bath and a nap.

Yuki was a little late to the training grounds. She had slept in that day because it was only a little wile ago that she had kicked the hollow leader's teeth in. Rightfuly she was exhausted. Sadly she was disappointed to see that only one of her squad members managed to make it to the session. A newbie at that. With a sigh she walked over to the one student sitting beneath the tree.

"Hey.... Looks like it's just you and me today.... What's your name?"

she asked, with a confident hand on her hip like she did this all the time.

Ooooh, another student who was absolutely nervous when faced with their own captain. Fan-freekin-tastic. Yuki sighed again before taking a few steps back to let the new girl some room to stand up. She gave the student a visual once over before crossing her arms.

"Alright. Since your the only one here, what is your previous training?"

She asked. As always Yuki had been too lazy to read the whole profile application that was sent with the newbie and didn't know everything. Good thing she wasn't 12th squad... she would kill herself over all the paperwork Maxi must have to wade through.

Yuki rolled her eyes. Duh she knew everything they taught at the academy! Everyone did, otherwise they wouldn't be here. She should have known to be more specific with her instructions and ask more direct questions. Yuki took a mental note to ask specific questions to new students in the future.

"I meant like... Do you know any kidos beyond the academy?... Do you have your Zanpacto yet?... Stuff like that."

She tried not to let her annoyance at the stating the obvious seep into her speech too much, but this is Yuki we're talking about. She wasn't exactly successful.

(( I have to get going after this post.))

Yuki seemed to perk up a little at the statement of her not having a zanpacto. FINALLY! Someone she could train from the ground up, rather than having to work with all the stupid habits taught at the academy. She drew her own zanpacto, stabbed it into the ground beside her, and sat down. She gestured for her student to do the same, intending to do the training to obtain zanpacto's now, so long as they where both here.

"To get your zanpacto, you simply have to learn to focus your riatsu. Don't worry if it doesn't come right away, some people had concentration problems like ADD in life so it's more difficult for them."

She demonstrated by placing her hands, palm up on her knees and closing her eyes for a moment to concentrate. Her zanpacto that was standing upright beside her dissapeared and re-solidified laying across her palms.

Yuki was rather happy to see that she had the great fortune of teaching yet another person with an odd zanpacto. It seemed that she had the luck of running across them. And even greater luck of them changing her life every time, weather it was good or bad was up for debate. She smiled at the wooden lump that qualified for a zanpacto.

"Congrats. You did it..."

she said looking over the wooden sword with a criticizing eye, wondering how she was going to kill hollows with it. Then again, Nagi never had any trouble... but he was a kido master, so he cheated. With a sigh, she resigned herself to having to teach this kid enough kidos to blow a hole in the ozone. In her usual manner, she picked up the blade by the hilt and examined it, without asking permission. Running her palm along the flat of the blade she looked for anything else that might be interesting about it, and wondered why her blade would be so different. She knew Nagi, Onalim and Buru had strange ones due to something in life. Maybe she was the same.