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 Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 2:09 pm
Asuma's eyes flashed for a split second. And then, came a chuckle. "Oh, yes. Very promising indeed." Turning around to face Aine, Asuma grinned underneath his scarf. "Another shadow user, eh? Well then, the three of us together should work very well indeed." Realizing that he had not introduced himself yet, Asuma turned a light red. "Ah, it seems that I've yet to introduce myself." Bowing his head, Asuma looked her over once more before continuing. "Asuma Haruka, Vice Captain of Squad 8, as well as a veteran member of Seireitei." Shaking his head, Asuma chuckled again. "God that makes me feel old. I've been in so many squads I forgot the count." Looking back at Erzu, Asuma remembered something. "And that reminds me. Erzu. How well can you control all your elements. I've come up with a strategy for us to train with when we get there."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:18 pm
Aine placed her hand against the tree she'd been sitting in front of and picked herself up from the ground where she'd previously been gawking at both Ezru and Asuma. Using her other hand to brush the dried grass and leave from the her back side. She promptly bowed fully from the waist, "It's very good to meet you Asuma-san, I'm glad to know you find my abilities interesting." she finished with a soft smile, standing straight once again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:30 pm
Turning back to Aine, Asuma grinned, still unseeable under his scarf. "Heh. More than interesting. How about a spar? I like to test those I'm working with, to see how they can progress and whatnot." His right hand still resting on his katana's hilt, Asuma waited for Aine's answer.
((short post to get it going.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 3:58 pm
"I would love too." Aine intoned, reaching her right hand up to grasp the red wrapped hilt of her Zanpakutou. She withdrew the new blade from its sheathe slowly, the black metal glinting in the sunlight filtering through the tree above. She let the blade arc down, its arm and a half length, balanced lightly in her grip, the black tip resting near the grass below their feet.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 4:04 pm
Looking at her zanpaktou as she withdrew it from her sheath, Asuma first noticed the black blade. It made him think of shadows, and it fit her affinity well; shadows. Gripping the end of his Katana's hilt, Asuma withdrew his own zanpaktou, slowly bringing it out backwards, like he was drawing out a knife. As the end of the blade withdrew from the sheath, Asuma threw the blade upwards, catching it as it came back down to him. The gold Tsuba glinted in the sunlight, as did the silver blade. Bringing it up to face level, Asuma pointed the blade at Aine, while putting his left hand over the flat of the blade. Looking like a thrusting stance, Asuma waited. "I'll let you make the first move, Aine-chan. Don't hold back. Because nether will I."
((Note: Asuma's stance is a mix of Renji and Rukia, Rukia's holding the blade at face level, and Renji's hand over his blade))
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 5:04 pm
Aine took a moment to sort through her options of attack patterns before placing her left hand on to her tsuka. She let the blade settle sideways to her left, rushing forward, right shoulder thrown forward in a full out run. She feigned to the right, bring her blade up to in front of her face, setting up for a slash across Asuma's middle. Before she came close enough to complete the stroke, she whirled around, momentum still driving her forward. Reaching Asuma's left side she drove her blade into the ground using it as her pivot point as she sent her left foot hurtling towards his hip, the steal bottoms of her geta catching the light.
((Uhhh...my family keeps distracting me!))
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 5:21 pm
Ezru sat down, bored. "I'll wait for you two to finish... I still can't fight after the match I just had." Ezru yawned as lay down and watched the fight. "Oh, and Asuma-han, I should warn you... She's a better fighter then some in 11th Squad."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 5:24 pm
As Aine ran at him, Asuma took note of her speed, as well as her movements. Seeing that she brought her blade up, Asuma moved his right hand, his blade following his movements. He gathered reiatsu in his left hand, preparing to attack after he blocked her strike. Although, it wasn't needed. Right as she got close, she changed attacks. A feint...good thinking. But... As his blade was still positioned to block a sword at his right, he moved his left hand, coating it with a think yet strong metal layer. at the metal bottom of the geta and his hand connected, Aine's strike stopped dead in it's tracks. "Nice Feint, Aine-chan. But..." Turning the metal back into reiatsu, Asuma stepped to his right, balling his hand into a fist. He turned the reiatsu into a punching blade, a brass knuckle with a blade for the end of the fingers, as well as a five inch long blade at the end of the fist part. Asuma punched forward, aiming at her chest.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 5:42 pm
Aine hadn't expected to connect with her intended target, when her foot stopped in midair she knew a retaliation on Asuma's part was following close after. She slammed her right foot into the ground, yanking her Zanpakutou out of the dirt as she moved more to Asuma's left. But, she was to late to avoid being nicked on her left arm by the blades along his knuckles. Her breath came out as a hiss as she propelled herself forward, positioning herself behind Asuma, the burning sting on her arm letting her know it was a shallow cut. Her eyes narrowed as she swung her blade across her chest aiming for the back of Asuma's knees.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:04 pm
As Aine avoided his punch, Asuma spun the punching blade , turning it back into reiatsu as it passed Aine. Pushing forward, Asuma flipped forward, using his left hand to flip himself, avoiding the slice at his legs altogether. Turning around as he landed, Asuma put his left hand forward, as a small red orb with black reiatsu in it was charged in front of his palm. Grinning under his scarf, Asuma made the ball bigger, as it got to tennis ball size. Shooting it forward, Asuma only said yo words "Inmetsu Mari((Destruction Ball))" As the ball flew forward, it spun, curving as it got Close to Aine. It flew at her stomach, and it if hit it would explode, sending both crimson and black reiatsu flying everywhere to slice whatever it touched.
(grah...mind fart for the longest time...)
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:24 pm
Aine stopped the motion of her blade when Asuma flipped away from her. Her eyes widened when she saw what he was doing next. Her mind went into overdrive as the ball of reiatsu hurtled towards her. In a last ditch effort to avoid the energy, she bent over backwards and pressed herself into the ground. The ball passed only millimeters from her face, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. Picking herself up off the ground she remained in a crouch, her blade held at the ready.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:33 pm
Just as Aine avoided his ball, Asuma's left hand shot up, and the ball stopped. "Very nice thinking, Aine, but now I think it's checkmate." Grinning, Asuma's left hand twitched upward, and the ball followed, flying high into the air. And again, as Asuma's hand twitched downwards, the ball followed, shooting fown from the heavens at Aine. She was on the ground, and the ball was coming down at her. Didn't leave very many options, Asuma though. And now, time to see what she can do. Figure out how to escape, or die, Aine. Simple as that.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:41 pm
The ball stopped in midair, and hung there 5 feet above Aine. "Asuma, don't aim to kill my apprentice." Ezru said standing up and holding two fingers out, which were pointing directly at the ball "She is under my own guard, and I cannot allow her to die." Ezru said as he then clenched his hand into a fist, and forced the ball to sizzle out in a ball of his own reiatsu.
"Please Asuma... Save your love of fighting for later." Ezru said calmly
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:47 pm
Asuma sighed as the ball stopped in mid air, a few feet from it's target. Although...the real power of the ball was minuscule, and even if it exploded, would cause minor burns along the places where it hit. "Come now, you don't think I'd kill her now do you? The ball was around a byakurai level. Something of that power wouldn't hurt her much at all. I was hoping from what you told me that she would be pushed beyond her limit." Sighing again, Asuma walked toward Aine, offering her his right hand. "Sorry about that. I've always been told I was meant for squad 11."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 7:00 pm
Aine took Asuma's hand allowing him to help her up. Her shoulders stung from how tight she had strung them when she pushed herself into the ground. She resheathed her blade, the black metal disappearing into to sheath until the fragile triangular tsuba took its proper place. "I believe I could have dodged that attack...but...I'll admit that my mind went blank for a moment. I've never had the chance to spar with such a high ranking squad member." She let her hand fall away from his, her eyes focusing on the ground in front of her, ashamed at her laps in thinking during battle...it had been years since the last time it happened.
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