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 Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 10:56 am
(i passed out myself and just now got a chance to get on and read back up on this sorry >_<)
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 3:04 pm
(Aaaannnnddd im back from school =P and gots plenty of time to train now)
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 6:57 pm
-= His ears flickered. Looking about, scanning the area for someone he could train with, anyone would do at the time. Having little sucess he sighed to himself. Moving forward towards the nearest straw dummy... There was only so much you could learn from striking a dummy... =-
"Another day... another dummy... Where is everyone?..."
-= Flexing his right arm out to his side. Turning it and so forth, stretching and cracking its many bones and fingers before he reached behind him. Lifting up his tail partially so that he could grasp onto the hilt of his Zapaktou. His fingers curled firmly around the hilt as he drew it from its sheath. Clutched in his right hand, with the blade pointed down. His Zapaktou was slightly diffrent, instead of one long blade it bared two slightly smaller blades. =-
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 10:33 pm
"Not a clue why, actually. I only just figured it out, but she was sad about her brother earlier, so I don't want to pry," Michiko said. Truthfully she had been an only child, but that only made her think of others' sibling relationships as much more precious, never having had one herself.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 11:43 pm
-=His ears flickered. Listening some. He reached out to the straw dummy with his right hand. Brushing it slightly. Letting out a low but deep and rather frustrated growl he pulled imself into a quick stance, partially bending forward, pulling his right hand under neath his left arm and quickly abruptly standing up, taking a step closer to the dummy as he swung hsi blade. Performing a diagonal slash with the tip of his blade, striking from the bottom left to the upper right of the dummy's body. Pulling down his blade in one swift continueous motion, carving what appeared to be an upside down "V" sliced into the dummy. However he thrusted his right arm up completely diagonally from teh bottom right to the upper left of the dummy. However this strike stronger then the last two combined. Cutting into the wooden post of the straw dummy, leaving a charred black marking where his blade ran. =-
"Grrr...."
-=Huffing and puffing. Rather unsatisfied with himself... He rotated his right arm wrist, in preparation of another strike. =-
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 2:49 pm
Spellbound Truth "Not a clue why, actually. I only just figured it out, but she was sad about her brother earlier, so I don't want to pry," Michiko said. Truthfully she had been an only child, but that only made her think of others' sibling relationships as much more precious, never having had one herself. "Oh, I see..." Xeion muttered, realizing the fact that Rin-chan's fear of men had something to do with her life before she died and her brother. Standing up, Xeion padded himself off and smiled at Mi-chan for telling him that tiny piece of important information about Rin-chan. "Thank you so much, Mic-chan. Sorry if I knocked you new student out. At least now I know why she's acting that way." With a smile, Xeion prepared to head off. "See ya later, Mi-chan!" [exits to Squad Nine]
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 3:58 pm
Waking up from her time being unconscious, Ringo slowly opened her eyes and heard part of the conversation that Xeion, the strange man, and Michiko, her teacher, have had, but only the last part of it. Acting like she was still asleep, Ringo waited for the man to leave all the while thinking to herself. What's with this guy? Why does he care so much about others? He's not like the guys...who... Ringo stopped, not wanting to think back to her life before and how the lust of men had ended her once happy life with her brother.
With Xeion finally leaving, Ringo sat up slowly, taking the scarf that her teacher had used on her as a make-shift pillow and neatly folded it, presenting it to her teacher afterwards.
"Thank you for taking care of me, teacher!" She chirped with a smile.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 4:18 pm
"Gahhh! the hell with this!"
-=Letting out a rather loud bark, he thrusted his right arm with his Blade out from under his left arm, pulling a diagonal bottom left to right strike at the dummy again. Leaving a smoldering black slash on the dummy from the bottom left to upper right. =-
"Ahh..."
-=Panting softly he fell back on the grass. Stretching both his arms out to his sides. With his Blade still clutched in his right hand. =-
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 9:35 pm
"See ya then, Xeion!" Michiko said waving. She was glad he hadn't taken it too hard, it wasn't like Ringo's reaction was his fault and he was a real nice guy. As she turned back to Ringo she saw she was up again.
"No problem, Ringo-san, really," Michiko replied as she took her folded scarf back smiling. Standing from her crouch she said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have to leave, Ringo-san, but I have a mission to prepare for. Are you okay to find your way from here? If you have trouble just look for a ranked officer and I'm sure they can help you out." With a wave, Michiko shunpoed off of the training grounds.
((sorry about having to go Ringo-san ^^; ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 9:46 pm
-=He laid there... almost motionless, save for his soft breathing. Eventually he allowed his muscles to loosen up, as his grip on his Double bladed Katana loosened. Feeling a little more soothed... Eventually he poised his lips out. Pulling up a small hand held instrument from his left pocket with his left hand. He began to play a tune. A melody from his childhood. The notes and melody carried through the air, through the training grounds. The start and middle was energetic, however it ended low and depressing, the the tragic end to a sad story. His tune, carried out in the air for many minutes... keeping to himself, allowing this melody to sooth him.=-
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 10:35 pm
"If you need anything, I'm right here." Toushiro said to Ringo politely.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 10:02 pm
A figure arrived at the training grounds. His Kimono swayed in a light breeze as he walked over to a small tree. The young man was not here to train right away, he decided to watch the other Soul Reapers before beginning his training.
The young man sat under the tree enjoying the coolness of the shadows. He slowly scanned the area for training info or a sparring partner.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 10:15 pm
-=Revlis's eyes eventually closed. His had that gripped his katana stirred about lazily as it pinned the katana into the earth. Using both hands, he held and covered the flute like instrument. Revlis seemed to play a little louder, the song, melody, tune almost emotional it seemed. Each note a cry of sadness and happiness. His foxed ears flickered. Unaware of the world around him almost. =-
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 10:59 am
Ryou entered the large stadium known as the zanpakuto training area. Looking around, there were many other shinigami training with others. The area here seemed to be even more torn up than the training area in the sixth squad where he had just been. In one corner of the room, he saw that the land was completely dead, from burns and poisons, while in the corner opposite of it, there were plants growing.
Ryou took out his standard sword, given to him when he became a shinigami. He sighed, wondering how long it would take for him to gain his own zanpakuto. "Hey, who here can train me to find my zanpakuto?" he screamed, hoping for someone to hear him.
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