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((You want me to go ahead and make another post to re-initiate this?))

After a little recess to recover his missing flesh Tezuka was ready to get back into the game, standing idly by in the place he had occupied with large explosions, and the lot, mere hours ago. He flexed his fingers and nodded back to Captain Yamoto with a reassuring smile that said he was ready to do some more damage. "I think I'm gonna put the big stuff on hold for awhile and get my bearings on the lower levels kidos, again." His smile came with a half chuckle, stumbling and bumbling somewhere amidst the end of his sentence like there was more laughter to come. fortunately this was anti-climactic. "Something like, I dunno, lets start smaller than small. Hado 11 sounds like a good place t'kick it." A with a nod it was final. Nothing fancy, no tip of the hat and hands, just a simple gesture. Besides, he had the rest of the squad to help humble him. Eventually all he was learning now would be passed onto them, in some form or another.

"Huh", was all Tezuka could really say on the matter. After receiving his rat stiff from Yamoto he had gone back to the role of watching diligently as his instructor did as such, resulting in the slight smell of burnt flesh riding the winds in their vicinity. Tezuka snuffed loudly to expel the scent from his nostrils before turning to his own with a hint of reluctance for killing the creature. To think, the man who went into an almost demonic-like battle state was even inwardly squeamish about taking the life of some simple rodent would've been a laughable offense that he would never live down. If anyone even caught wind of this, Lord knew, what would happen to his reputation. He shrugged it off, unable to change the course of history already in motion, and took hold of the chain. His reiatsu shifted slightly on itself reiryoku settling in his hand holding the chain as he made his peace. "Hado 11: Tsuzuri Raiden...!"

The current crackled lightly, leaping from his hand into the chain, and, in turn, to the rat. It jerked and spasmed for a few moments before going limp at which point Tezuka cut the feed, releasing the chain. "That wasn't so hard." He said to the captain, forcing a smile as he undid the chain and handed it back to the man. "I'll be right back." And with that said he turned away from the captain and walked a few feet away. Feeling he had walk far enough Tezuka removed his knife of a zanpakuto and knelt to the ground, setting the rat aside as he began digging a small, improvised grave. A few minutes later he was patting the dirt sealed back over the scar he made in the earth and standing, making his way back over to Yamoto while wiping his dirty hands on his hakama nonchalantly.

"Sorry about that, sir." He said, this time smiling a little more genuinely than before. "Let's keep moving up the list and go with Bakudo 21 this time. If that's all good'n well with you, ser."

Tezuka waved his hand irritably in front of his nose and mouth, clearing his throat as to ease the need to cough became apparent. He too(without knowledge of their similar disdain) hated this kido, but it was more directed towards the fact that it created smoke. He himself was a big fan of causing visual chaos, but it was usually in the form of earth spray or steam clouds. Smoke just made everything sting and not in a familiar way he could flush into the back of his senses. It dug at his uvula, tickling it one minute before grabbing and yanking on it the next as he drew in an absent breath. He spat out a collected pool of saliva away from Yamoto and nodded as he explained the kido. <******** better be more in the mood to blow s**t up 'n be makin' clouds'a Pittsburgh.' Tezuka grumbled to himself.

He thought better of it than to voice his opinion, instead giving the captain a simple "Alright, sir." before beginning to gather reiryoku into his right hand and stepping away from the captain, checking the wind with a whetted finger, Tezuka felt certain it would blow away from both of them, pivoting to his left 90 degrees before reciting the incantation. Reiryoku now stably holding in his hand he sighed and focused, opening his slightly parched lips. "Bakudo 21: Sekienton!" He said, thrusting his hand forward and to the ground, taking a step back wards as he did so. The cloud of black smoke erupted before him and shifted away from both patrons, billowing heavily and off to Tezuka's right. He smiled in satisfaction and turned back to Yamoto. "At least it's easy to control its direction in a calm environment." He laughed at his own joke, still hoping it wouldn't needed to be taught to others.

His hand smelled like an odd mix between pipe smoke and than slightly hickory smell still common in certain parts of the world where chimneys reigned as a supreme form of house warming making him wrinkle his nose a little. "Bakudo 26 up next, cap'n?" He asked, wiping his hand on his hakama as he futilely tried to get rid of the smell on his hand and turning back to Yamoto.

((Sorry for the horrible delay. And if you don't want to teach me 26 we can move on to bakudo 30.))