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 Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 9:51 pm
...Due to his elbow swinging toward him as he spun around, Amatsu's blade was already coming at Alder once more. The onslaught of attacks were nulled as Amatsu's initial attack launched him over Alder, as he did Amatsu began spiral and twist through the air. Bringing his blade back down in a wide arc just at the top of his spine with the dull edge of his blade. Amatsu was actually bored already by this battle. Though Alders constant attacking did make it difficult for him to re-sheath his blade, which is where the power of Amatsu's style came from. "If you continue to attack with such meager attacks you'll get no where with me..." Amatsu said in a cocky tone as his blade came down...
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 11:42 pm
"I am a bit tired, however I'd like to train more once these two are finished sir." Yuki was captivated by the clash of the two sword techquniques. Though she had her attention on them she kept her head and eyes on the Captain so as to not show disrespect. "Oh and thank you Captain, most people I told my reason for wanting to join laughed at it. They said I was chasing ghost."
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 12:01 am
Mock sat on the ground, with his legs crossed, and tapping a couple of times on it with his left hand, he instructed Yuki to sit beside him - if she so desired to. Why would someone laugh after hearing your reason? Right or wrong, a person's purpose is no laughing matter. The Captain was sitting facing the spar between Amatsu and Alder, and was shifting his attention between it and the Shinigami at her side. The ones who laughed at your motive for joining, are feeble minded people. If they thought it to be absurd then instead of laughing, they should've helped you find a more meaningful path. However, either they couldn't, or they didn't wanted to. So, they had no right to laugh.
MockaDash paused to smoke from the kiseru. The tobacco on it was almost burn-out, so he threw the ashes in the ground and the wind lift them up and took them away. He stored the pipe inside his clothes, and continued to talk. And stop with the "sir" and the "Captain". I've told you my name already. It's MockaDash. But you can call me Mock.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 9:52 am
Alder's face hardened, and the grin he usually wore was replaced with a stern grimace. "....Meager, huh? Did you hear that?" Alder said, as he flipped forwards, evading the blade within inches. His blade revved again, this time louder, and more ferociously. "I guess we'll have to show this one the key point of our swordplay...." Alder mumbled to himself. His spun around on his toes, and, using the fine point of the rapier, sliced in an odd, lightning bolt shaped pattern, following up with an arc shaped strike, and finishing with a forty five degree vertical fence strike. Due to the way the foe had to position his sword to block the first two, the third would be a much harder obstacle, for it required an extremely fast, and nearly bone breaking sword movement from the foe.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:42 am
Sitting next to Mock in the seiza, Yuki had a bit of a smile on her face. The Captain was a very wise and kind man. "I'm sorry Cap..I mean Mock, I'll call you that from now on." Watching the the two men in front of her battling, Yuki noticed that the two warriors were as different as fire and ice. One seemed more graceful but offencive while the other was far less caring on grace and more on what was the best way to win."Mock who do you think will come out the victor in this battle?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 3:56 pm
...As Alder dodged his simple attack he watched the boy leap back, and begin to preform more offensive attacks. "Constant striking, simple minded, and unorthodox. I don't mean to pester, but i'd say you aren't a experienced swordsman. More of a track runner..." Amatsu said as the first strike missed from the way he fell, the other was easily dodged as he slightly ducked down in front of Alder. The second strike went right over his head. Amatsu then stabbed his blade into the ground with the hilt facing Alder. The last attack hit his blade with a loud echoing 'ting' Amatsu twisted his hand around where the back of his hand was facing the blade. Bringing the hilt up toward Alders face, Amatsu smiled while bringing his left knee up to Alders side. Each blow could be bone breaking potentially, but Amatsu only put enough force for a bruising, or a little bleeding. Amatsu's vision was suddenly blocked as his movements finally brought the wind toward him. His attacks were acculturate, but Alders next attack could be unseen to Amatsu...
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 5:58 pm
Without waiting for anyone to notice him, Hishida walked into the squad 13 training grounds, or at least what was left of them. His last major memory here was during the liberation of the squad, and before then, his shikai training. The youthful shinigami observed the area and found a small group of shinigami training, some that he recognized, others that he didn't. New squad members perhaps? At least they were growing. After recent events, larger numbers would definitely come in handy. Hishida stood in place at the edge of the training grounds and crossed his arms as he watched the shinigamis train.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 7:13 pm
Alder reflected Amatsu's grin; this was going like he wanted it to. Upon seeing the knee, he forced his elbow at the center of the knee, right at the sensitive point of the bone. From the angle he was attacking, it wouldn't hurt him too bad, but the pain would be evident. When the wind blew across, Alder's hair was blown around wildly, reflecting his truly wild personality. Upon the lowered visibility, Alder spun around quickly in a full 360 degree circle, and executed a powerful kick, aimed for the pressure area in the middle of Amatsu's chest. Alder was trying to knock the breath from him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 7:27 pm
[Wells...you didn't block the hilt to the face... so... umm...]
...A instant pain was felt through Amatsu's knee, his shin, and slightly up his thigh. He flinched at the pain, but he was also happy that he felt his hilt connect with something. His hair blew away from his face, a smirk rested across his face. He fought through the pain. Suddenly as Alder spun around a swift kick connected to his chest. Amatsu was sent flying back a few yards, this was getting better, and better. Amatsu re-sheathed his zanpakuto, Amatsu placed his hand loosely on the hilt, while his other hand rested upon the sheath just below the hilt guard. "So, are you going to stand there?" He questioned in a slight cocky tone. Amatsu noticed someone new in the area, the guy seemed a little different, as though he thought it was somewhat better. Glancing to the other side, Amatsu saw Mock, and the girl sitting down having a conversation. His eyes then fell back to Alder as he waited for a reaction, or response...
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 7:42 pm
Yaroki Sitting next to Mock in the seiza, Yuki had a bit of a smile on her face. The Captain was a very wise and kind man. "I'm sorry Cap..I mean Mock, I'll call you that from now on." Watching the the two men in front of her battling, Yuki noticed that the two warriors were as different as fire and ice. One seemed more graceful but offencive while the other was far less caring on grace and more on what was the best way to win."Mock who do you think will come out the victor in this battle?" MockaDash smiled at Yuki's first remark, looking at her. If you keep apologizing all the time in such cordial manner, that won't make much of a difference now, will it? His smile got wider. Just ease up a little.Turning his head so that it would be facing the spar now, the Captain answered the Shinigami's question. Both. Whenever you survive to fight another day, you can consider yourself a victor. As long as you have learned something from the match and that made you evolve as a swordsman or even as a person. In this spar, it doesn't matter who will be at the end of who's blade. They will both have learned something, and as such they will both come out as winners.Seeing - rather feeling his presence - Hishida entering the training grounds, Mock waved his hand at him. Hishida-kun! Come join us please! he said, loud enough for the other Shinigami to hear.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 8:52 pm
Alder, not having noticed the hilt due to his hair being in his eyes, was smacked on the chin, stopping his focus for a mere moment. "I'd prefer that you come on the offensive this time. I'd rather not fight an all offensive game." Alder replied calmly. He shifted into his defensive position, another uncommon one.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 9:44 pm
...Letting out a sigh Amatsu rose to a standing position. "Well. I guess your streak of attacking is over..." He said with a chuckle. Suddenly Amatsu rushed toward Alder with slightly higher speed than a normal shinigami, nothing special. As he proceeded toward him, he lowered his body close to the ground, his chest on about two feet from the ground. Amatsu glared up at Alder through his fringe with a slightly excited look. Twisting his blade around in his sash, Amatsu released his blade with his left hand, as he did he lowered it down as to slash, both his blade with the exception of the hilt, and the sheath were hidden under his body. Amatsu brought the sheath up with his right arm toward Alders chin, while slashing his zanpakuto at Alders shins. He slashed with the dull edge so he wouldn't cut through his legs, but still hit at full force...
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 4:48 am
Shinzou wandered lazily into the area, looking around with a yawn. He had just gotten done with a nice nap in the forest. What he noticed as he glance around at everyone there, was that everyone seemed to have something to do already. He sighed and took a seat. It wasn't necessarily that everyone else was preoccupied, but rather that he was not that perturbed him. He had gone off to train but found that he did not, indeed he had no inkling as to the nature of the training, know what it was that he should train. So, in the absence of that knowledge, he figured he might as well try and find someone, and so he had.
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 5:18 am
Mock now felt yet another spiritual presence approaching. It was that of Shinzou. Excuse me Yukai-kun, I'll be back in a while. the Captain said to the Shinigami sitting next to him. Maybe you can use this opportunity to get acquainted with Hishida over there.
Finishing those words, MockaDash shumpoed. He didn't bother to stood up, but when he appeared next to Shizou, he already was standing.
He didn't utter a single word for a while, instead, he just contemplated his sheathed katana secured to his obi. He seemed to caress it with his left hand. Finally moving his gaze towards Shinzou, he said to him I can stay here and talk to you. There's a few things I've wanted to ask. But... He continued to talk as he slowly drew the blade, and the sunlight reflected off the sharp cutting edge of it. There is a much better way to get my answers from you.
Wait are you waiting for? Will I have to stand here all day, until you finally muster the resolve to attack me? The katana's sheath was being held by his left hand, and the katana itself by the right. The tip of the blade was pointing to the ground, as both of Mock's arms we're left lose alongside his body.
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