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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 3:48 pm
Setting: A massive grassland at night, off in the distance can be heard gentle rumblings from a large waterfall crashing into the rocks below. This training will occur over the course of a pristine, cloudless night with a huge harvest moon hanging in the sky, casting a blood tinged light over the area.
Zaine walked into the waist high grass and inhaled deeply, reveling in the scent of clean air and nature, letting the breath go almost reluctantly he looked around and reached out to see if he could detect any trace of the man he was here to meet, it seemed that he would have to wait a while though since he could not sense his friend anywhere. Allowing himself a small grin he muttered, "Not that I mind enjoying this beautiful scenery a bit longer, especially since I have a feeling it will not look this way after we are done..." he allowed the words to trail off into the emptiness of the open sky before taking a seat in the grass and looking to the stars.
(Couldn't think of much, sorry)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 6:42 pm
The grass ruffled beneath his feet, suddenly taking the weight of Tezuka's body as the former captain of Squad 9 appeared from out of nowhere just a few feet behind his successor. "Y'know, they classify talkin' to yerself as'a sign'a 'the loopies', right?" He chuckled lightly at his own query, moving forward to place a hand on Zaine's shoulder. He squeezed a little, the massive force usually behind any gesture he made nonexistent in this instance. It was merely a friendly gesture, one directed at a pupil and friend of many, many years. "Alrighty. Let's get thishit over wit'. M'kay? I wanna kick yer a** before dawn." Tezuka chuckled, taking a seat opposite Zaine on the ground and crossing his legs in a leisurely position. He leaned back, neck craning up to stare up at the crimson gloom bathing them on this exceptionally clear evening. "At least you were nice enough t'make the trainin' out here 'n the nice weather 'n not inside like a t**t."
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 4:39 pm
"You know that being late to something as important to this is a sign of being a jackass right?" Zaine shot back with an easy grin, reaching his own arm out to return the shoulder squeeze to his friend. "I was about to say the same to you Tez. Anyway, of course I'd choose to do this outside, if we did this even near the seireitei it would get demolished and you know it." he commented wryly, the pair was notorious for their lack of restraint in combat and Zaine figured that the last thing he needed after being promoted was to be charged with repairing damages caused by his training. Standing up and bringing out his zanpakuto Zaine leveled the blade at his old friend and captain. "Let's get started ya old geezer, wouldn't want your bones to start aching from being in the cold dew too long eh?" he said with a chuckle.
(Crap post is CRAP)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 9:46 pm
Tezuka stared up at Zaine from his seated position, eyebrows lending to the frown that covered Tezuka's face as Zaine spoke. It wasn't an angry frown, merely one of listening, a small chuckle slipping into the mix somewhere along the line. But as Zaine rose and drew his sword the expression changed to one of annoyance, a stray index finger coming up to scratch the bridge of Tezuka's nose as he stared up at the boy before him. Yes, boy, such a novice thing to do even if both he and Tezuka were quick to draw blood and not questions. It wasn't his style, an understanding that made Tezuka slightly question his moment examination of Zaine as he drew his sword like they were about to spread the red mist. He huffed loudly. "Ain't gonna be fightin' just yet, man. Gotta do a little bit a'that kumbaya s**t first. Get in touch wit' yer zanpahktoe 'n all a'that touchy feely s**t you hear from the ol' geezers 'round here..." Tezuka looked back towards the moon for a moment, leaning his head against his shoulders and he just stared blankly at the mass floating above him, quiet. "Just si'down before ya' look like'a dumbass 'r somethin', man." Tezuka looked back at Zaine as if willing the man to do as he was told, knowing that while it wasn't a demand that it should be complied as such.
Cold, ocean blue eyes stared up to catch Zaine's gaze, their slight discoloration from one another becoming slightly noticeable as reiatsu flicked through and around them, the reiryoku dripping from the corners of his eyes in single droplets. Tezuka's spiritual signature perked up, just for the briefest of moments, as he locked eyes with Zaine. Clam, collected, on the surface. "Get 'n touch with yer spirit first. Then maybe we'll beat tha' fawk outta each other."
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 3:55 pm
"That's a damn odd thing to hear from the drunken brawler ya know?" Zaine said with a chuckle, plopping back down into a seated position without resistance, "Sorry about getting so worked up, I'm a bit nervous see, plus the way you were speaking made me think that we were gonna get straight down to the bloody bit of this ordeal." he explained, placing his Zanpakuto next to him on the ground. "Get in touch with my spirits? Care to explain a bit more oh wise sensei? Or are you getting a bit vauge in your retirement already?" he said with a grin, "Since I assume you mean for something a bit different than just talking to them or visiting their world." He said, indirectly asking his question.
((BLEH I suck!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 8:00 pm
((I like how I forgot this thingy even though I said I would post posthaste...))
Tezuka waved at Zaine dismissively, the apology not needed in his eyes. "S'no biggie. Actually, that's just'a portion a' what ya' need t'do. Those'r like the beginnin' steps. The diplomacy is just th' initial bits. After you talk to it you'll either A) have t'fight it, B) win its trust a little better so it'll tell ya' what'sup, C) get tricked into doin' somethin', or D) be s**t outta luck in knowin' what the fawk yer zan spirit wants you t'do t'get yer. I got stuck with C my first time around, but that doesn't mean s**t when it comes to another person. You just gotta roll with it 'n make contact and go from there. Ya' feel me, Zaine?" As he explained the possibilities he held up fingers, each indicating an option as he went about explaining the ordeal. And it would be an ordeal. The hardest part was not figuring out how to get your zanpakuto to comply, but to figure out how to unleash the power and maintain a constant power while using it. Hell Tezuka almost lost his soul trying to reach equilibrium with his bankai, who knew what would happen to Zaine.
Tezuka sighed, letting his fingers come to rest on each knee, hands covering the balls of both knees also entirely, taking a slow, measured breath of the air around him. It was sweet, almost tickling his nostrils, causing him to shudder just noticeably, but not convey how he felt about the second part. Now that was his favorite. It made him salivate just thinking about it as he went on explaining. "After you release yer bankai ya' get t'fight me. And I'm not talkin' 'bout no p***y's fight. I'm gonna be all up in yer s**t like a hobo on five dollar whiskey bottle. I'm gonna push you, to the edge, hopefully. And then I'm gonna push you over. Don't get discouraged if you don't last long, though. This is virgin territory fer you, so don't take it as hard as you would in real combat. We may be bleedin' eachother dry, but Squad 4 is right 'round the corner. For now, though," Tezuka said, leaning back and laying out with his arms behind his head," just make with the talkie-talkie. Let the reiatsu flow through you n' some other Jedi reference. Deep breaths, open mind, calm body."
He yawned, closing his eyes, though not really sleeping. Just resting his eyes as he waited for Zaine to call on whatever was inside his zanpakuto.This s**t be fun.
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