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 Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 11:50 pm
Battle grounds. A word that comes no where near to describing the squad eleven battle field. A large field that consists of a rocky plains, with a few scattered trees, and a singular large concrete slab, that lies in one of the corners, about half the size of a football field. This is used for one on one fights, while the rest of the grounds are often used as a free for all. With multiple craters and bandaged landscaping, it appears as though this place has been sent through hell. Shikai and bankai are allowed in this arena of sorts, a place where squad eleven spends most of its time.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 9:43 pm
 I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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"Been a while hasn't it old girl?" Ketsu swung his blade lightly through the crisp autumn air, as the field beneath his feet was now barren. The soft feelings of melancholy were gone, as he became reminiscent with nostalgia. The first fights he had had as a squad member, they took place here. Victories, defeats, all of them as a young man. Older, yet still young, Ketsu had experience from this place, and while the stench of copper was strong, the sweat and tears that found its way to the ground had made its mark as well.
"Squad eleven. Just a bunch of ******** brutes aren't we?" The words were poison off of his lips, as he spoke. Things would change today, and while the sword, the steel, was still an ideal, and a hope, the arm connecting the blade to soul was just as important. Through his time in squad three, Ketsu had learned it. Brute, that word would no longer describe the squad. Powerful, graceful, and skilled. "Those words. . . They will be how we will be described from this day forward." The soft whisper of reiatsu, that sang through Ketsu's flesh, was a touching reminder of his power, and a notice, of what he could do with it.
"If only I wasn't so damn demonic."
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 9:56 pm
The young man had walked into the battlefield of squad eleven and was surprised to see the current state. “ Truly a place of many great warriors. “ It was rather desolate and beat up sort of to speak. He walked around for a bit before noticing someone he caught a glimpse “ That must be the man I am looking for” with that he walked closer and closer to meet his new captain.
Zale was not sure what to think or how to approach the man, but he went with one foot forward at a time. As he came close to the captain about thirty feet or so away he stopped and addressed himself to the captain. “Good day sir, My name is Zale Hitt and I am reporting in “ He stood firm, silent, and awaited for a response.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 10:18 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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"Eh?" Ketsu turned to the man. "You. . .are Zale Hitt?" A calm face, he had a light smile on his face this day. Looking at the man for a moment longer, his face began to turn crimson, perhaps he was blushing. Cheeks puffing up, his upper teeth folded over his lower lip, as his teeth bit lightly against it. After a moment of struggling, he let out a hardy laugh, chuckling like a mad man for almost a minute.
"Really?!? This is our new recruit?! Your reiatsu was so low I didn't even sense you! Either you are really weak or the greatest warrior I have ever seen!" Calming down for a bit, he was panting from the amount of laughing, his eyes narrowing after the confrontation. How will he react. . . Ketsu slapped his knee and patted the man on the shoulder. Ketsu drew his blade in a blink, slashing forward lazily, as to not kill the man should it actually connect. Although the draw was faster then most of his rank could respond to, the slash was not, and gave him time to stop or even parry the attack.
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 11:01 pm
The captain gave a bit of a shocked response to Zales words, which soon turned to laughter and Zale just stood there with a blank expression. As he stood there he thought to himself " Did... I do something...? " no matter the case he stayed silent.
The captain had laughed for what seemed for ages and then he actually went to speak but to only insult him. "Oh boy..." Zale had thought to himself and he was about to say something when had noticed a sudden change in the mans body language.
The man had then slapped Zale on the shoulder, but then without warning he had drew his blade at Zale and as quickly as possible he drew his blade to attempt to block the blade. Hopefully he would be able to connect with it and use that as a chance to fall back to analyze the situation.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 11:12 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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The sound of cold metal clashing. The tremor that shot through Ketsu's arm as the blades connected. Ecstasy. He was happy as he watched his recruit block the attack. He was smart enough not to counter as well, for a fight against a captain would surely spell death. Placing his blade back into its sheath, he was impressed. The man had potential, for he managed to stop a captain's slash with his blade, only falling back a bit.
"Analyze the situation Zale. What do you notice about my stance? You saw the change in how I was before. Now tell me, why did you come to squad eleven? What did you want to learn?" Scoping the man, he had the eyes, no one would deny that. Prideful, perhaps too much so. Ketsu would determine if this was the case based on what he said next. This was a test, everything was crucial. Taking a deep exhale, the young captain had a very relaxed stance, as he let his hand drop off of the hilt of his blade to avoid further hostility.
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 11:52 pm
As the blades connected Zale had felt as if he was being hit by a rock falling from the sky , he fell back a bit and as he reacquired his stance. Watching the captain for him to attack again, Zale was surprised to see him sheath his blade. With that he sheathed his blade as well and listened to what the captain had said to him next.
"Well... Without a doubt... That was a powerful slash but... " As he spoke to the captain he examined him cautiously just in case this was a trap, to get Zale to put his guard down. " You were going easy on me... If you really wanted to kill me, you could do so easily. I came to this squad for one reason and one reason alone. I wish to become strong.. In order to catch up to someone. "
Zale thought to himself for a moment remembering his past how he lived each day and was never defeated. Until he meet the demon mask man and was told to find him when he was strong. He took a bit of a breathe and calmed himself down before speaking and giving his answer. " I used to think I was unbeatable and loved to fight... But I was wrong... I want to become a true warrior and hone my skills... " He waited for the captain to respond but he still remained on guard, just to be safe.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 8:10 am
Torik walked out onto the Squad Eleven Battle Field with a slight grin on his face. He rose his reiatsu to let Ketsu know that he had arrived, though he didn't like interrupting a training session he felt that he may be of some assistance and hopefully learn Shikai. The young Third seat kept his and close to the hilt on his zanpaktou just in case, Ketsu was pretty unpredictable so Torik liked to be on his guard at all times. "Hello Captain, I'm here to continue the training we started in Squad Three." He said with a soft smile, looking over to Zale examining his stance. Judging by his distance from Ketsu and this defensive stance, despite having his zanpaktou sheathed, Torik came to the conclusion that Ketsu just sprung a sneak attack on the poor new member. "May I join Captain?" He asked sincerely, not wanting to sound rude. Torik cautiously kept his distance from both Ketsu and Zale, though he was a Third seat he never underestimates his opponents or overestimates himself. He just waiting for a response from his old Captain.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 6:10 pm
A soft 'swish swish swish' could be heard over the battle, heralding the arrival of a tall and slender man walking onto the training grounds. The sound came from a peculiar object attached to a long silver chain, which he was currently swinging slowly at his side. "Oi, Ketsy" he called in a singsong voice as he walked closer to his captain. "These greenies getting to you? Could always use a little of the old games.......been a long time since I got to take my time and got underneath somebody else's skin" he said, the last sentence said on the side to Torik. Bright white teeth flashed from dark skin as he smiled at the other warrior, the smile seemingly normal despite not quite reaching his eyes. The jade balls surveyed Torik, categorizing every minute detail about the man. "Hmm......two thousand and......thirty six cuts?" he murmured while stroking his chin.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:50 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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Zale had a head on him, it was true. As he spoke Ketsu saw himself in the yellow eyes that pierced his own. "Alright! Let's catch you up to that someone. What would you like to start on Zale?" A smile formed over his lips as he watched the man. As he readied himself to further his training, he turned to the entrance of his other members. Torik, his previous third seat from squad three had appeared in his training grounds. It was a party now it seemed.
"Okay! It seems we have a situation I have wanted for a while. I want to see how well you guys can do in a fight with your weapons in your non dominant hand. By focusing on your stance and how you use your blades, you won't rely as much on instincts to fight, but on your mastery of sword play." It was his first training session in a while, and it was a simple yet meaningful one.
Ketsu heard the sound of his previous vice captain as well, who seemed to shadow Torik. "Where have you been!?" He questioned as he drew his blade, with the hand he normally did. "Oh! Yes, I am left handed, but I fight right handed most of the time for this exact reason. Next, I will get you all reiatsu restrictions, to help with that. Training really is nice right?"
He swung his blade, as he waited for them to attack. This fight would determine how he would rank them in the future.
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 11:26 pm
Torik looked over to the man that stood by him, he could see that this guy was assessing him. He found this strange as he drew his zanpaktou with his left hand, which proved to be a more difficult task than it looked. For Torik to fully unsheathe his blade he had to pull it straight up from the sheath. Once he had done this he had taken his usual stance, only now it was reverse. With his zanpaktou in his left hand he had to chance his stance to further support his fighting style. The young Third seat didn't have much experience fighting like this, but he was pretty skilled when it came to swordsmanship. He didn't think it would be too much of a problem to fight left handed. This should be interesting. He thought as he readied himself to attack. Torik pushed off his right foot and flew toward Ketsu, when he was within range he rose his zanpaktou above his head with his left hand and swung down toward the Captain's right shoulder. But before the attack landed he changed the trajectory of his attack toward the right side of Ketsu's neck.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 10:17 am
Xion continued to nonchalantly swing his chain, watching as Torik decided to attack with the wrong hand. Hmmm......if he built up both arms I could technically get more cuts on him he thought as he watched the awkward movements. He sighed, then swung the chain to where it could wrap around Ketsu's leg and pull it out from underneath him. If Ketsu fell it would cause Torik's attack to miss completely.
((Short post, not much for me to do though))
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:40 pm
Things seemed to calm down as the captain had spoken to Zale and asking him were he should like to start his training. With that Zale could relax for a bit and giving him a chance to answer the question calmly as well. " I wish to improve my skills and keep going until I die..." Soon after the it would appear that two other faces have entered the area, judging from the captain addressing. They would appear to be apart of the squad and so far do not seem to be hostile.
But it would seem that a peaceful introduction was in order and in fact the captain wanted to test them by using their non sword hand. As the other members attacked the captain without hesitation, it only left Zale with the option of joining in. With that he jumped back to avoid getting in the way of the other members.
Zale then quickly placed is right foot forward, while kneeling down slight, but stretched his left foot backwards a bit. He then drew his blade with his right hand instead of his usual left hand, he then raised his right hand so that his blade would be close to his face while pointing to the left outwards and kept his left hand ready by his waist.
As he watched the other two draw in he thought to himself " Hell this should be interesting... " with that he charged forward by pushing off with his right foot and headed at the captain. As he neared he dropped down onto his feet, pushing up his legs with all his and quickly placing his left hand under his right elbow and pushed it upwards at the captains upper neck.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 11:54 pm
I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
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Torik was skilled for his lack of use of his arms. "You know in war time your arm may be cut off, or the tendons may be cut, losing mobility in the arm. When that were to happen. . ." As he spoke his body flung fluently like water, around the slash of the man's zanpakutou. "They would sacrifice themselves. Charging in with some merits of honor. While admirable as that may be." At this point, the blade had changed its course, slicing inches by Ketsu's neck, and finishing its swing, Ketsu's foot launched forward to kick Torik in the chest. "I believe it is more effective to have your body refined enough that you could hold a blade with either arm, and should both arms become incapacitated; your legs should be enough to break a man in half." As he stomped his leg to the ground, finishing his kick, a wave of earth and debris was sent in a small radius around him.
Turning, the chain of Xion was flying forward to catch him like a lasso. With a quick step back, his movements seemed planned. He was eyeing the situation around him as he kept quick watch on Zale, the man held potential here. "Alright now, let's. . ." The kid had it! As he rushed forward with the blade of his, his stance was quite well thought out. While the young man came forward with his attack Ketsu waited. The second he saw the man's hand touch his elbow he moved. Sliding his foot in front of his opponent, the captain's his body arched around to his right as though he was gliding. Reaching with his left hand to his sheath, and smashed it upwards to Zale's chest, in an attempt to knock the wind out of him. His right arm still held his blade tightly, as Ketsu jumped into the air, landing a few yards back.
"Very very good everyone! I was struggling there for a moment!"
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If you p***k us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? -William Shakespeare
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