[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northwest Seireitei

[Shinigami]

"Its good the two of you have made it. We are all busy now a days, but its always nice to make time for others. I've been, keeping an eye on the two of you for the pass couple of months. The two of you, have been doing your own training, but today we dive deeper..."
So he kept an eye on us? Interesting, she wondered if it was through thirteenth division or sending a request to second division, Though for her it was more than likely several reports of her being found unconscious near a wall would have a big part of it. It didn’t matter now, Three of the seated members were here.
"actually pristine, prim, and proper aren't in Oda Vocabulary. We're warriors. Do I look like I would enjoy someone doing things for me?"
A slight smile crept across her face as her eyes shifted towards Katsuo where she was about to make another remark, but it that wouldn’t come as Arashi’s Zanpakuto began to disappear and distribute light partials, causing her eyes to shift back towards Arashi once more. Where he waltzed to the other side of the training yard, though she wasn’t the best at sensing reiatsu she did feel the change from sealed to shikai, all without saying a word as well. When and where did he have time to train? Did he not sleep some nights? Only he knew. Though now she was beginning to feel the reiatsu come down upon her shoulders, her muscles felt like they were going to lock up, enough so that she had to begin to exert her own Reiatsu just to stave off the effects, and in doing so her eyes began to flicker from their blue to red then back to blue again; it was a fast change but noticeable to anyone that was watching her. This wasn’t due to her reiatsu, it was the work of something else she has yet to fully confront; and she herself didn’t know if her eyes flickered or not. Though she was certain of her feathers flickering due to her reaitsu.
Her eyes shifted around the area, trying to gather a full grasp of her surroundings, the yard seemed to barren of most things, outside the sand that was designed to help soften the landings from being thrown, the barracks walls and the building of thirteeth itself that was far enough, with their porches, covered by roofs if only to give shade to an audience that was currently non-existent. Before she finally noticed the tea cup he drank out of crushed with ease. "I do not expect you two to hold back. Please come at me when you are ready. I wish to test your limitations and my own." Hold back is what she would do for now, atleast in a physical aspect. If anything she didn’t want to release he zanpakuto at least not on her squamates.
"Eikōgitsune and I are ready, let's do this. C'mon Oya this will be fun, unleash your inner warrior!"
Her eyes shifted towards katsuo once more, and again they would flicker red for a split second, before she shifted her eyes towards Arashi once more, before drawing out her zanpakuto with her right hand. Bringing it towards her side, while her left hand lifted up. Bakudō #9 Geki, "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!" With her hand she began to draw symbols into the air while she had spoken, before a red glow would begin to radiate off of herself, where it was clearly visable. She wasn’t too sure what his fighting style, but she wanted to be somewhat prepared, as this kido allowed her to defend herself without actually denfending herself. “Then by all means Katsuo, You first” She didn’t want to rush in, if anything she was wanted to see what Arashi would do.

 

[Shinigami]

"Ashi, this is magnificent! I can not wait to test our training against these two fabulous individuals! My heart can not pump fast enough!"
His smile grew slightly bigger. Happy to find that Hoshizora is so astounded by the current situation. He himself is excited to see the fruits of their individual training as well. How far will they go? What will it take to help them to surpass themselves and breach the wall that holds them back? He needed answers not only for them, but for himself as well. As the three top tiers of this division, they can not afford to fall behind those who are of the same rank.
Now then...
The question that lingers in the wind of this moment is who will be the first to strike? Katsuo, who declares that Oyama should release her inner warrior. He is always eager for any occasion that would test his wits and improve his skills. As he should be, and Arashi respected that, no matter his background. As for Oyama, she did not seem so sure, at least in his eyes. Would she show them both differently? She draws her sword and raises a hand. They both accepted the conditions and so Arashi would make his move. His eyes opened, but only slightly, a sliver of his midnight blue eyes revealed, but with a yellow hint to them. His resolve revealed and concurrently his first move. His attack directed to Oyama who begins to recite a incantation. Arashi will not give her time to speak an utter such. Without hesitation, doubt, or even a lack of instinct, a single spec of light enlarges and stretched outward towards Oyama in the blink of an eye. Formed as hand capable of wrapping around her face, covering her mouth and head to keep her quiet for the time being. The force behind such speed will push her back and slam her frame into the wall resulting in a crater being formed. How will she respond to firstly to such speed and should the grab be successful, will she be able to come back from such force? No injuries will occur here either way, Arashi held back considerably, but surely his ferocity in his actions will be felt here.
Concurrently to this action, the specs of light that floats around him instantly collapsed towards him, formulating a flame like flow around his body, visible to their eyes. The arm made of light that was extended to capture Oyama is connected to the flame that surrounds Arashi now. His right hand opened thus crafting a sword made of light to his hand in an instant. The tip of said blade closer to the ground, but as he swipes the blade upward in a vertical fashion in Katsuo's general direction a wave of light extends in the form of a arc-blast attack. 50 feet in height, but holding a thin line that is similar to the sharp edge of a blade. Normally such an attack would leave the area vanquished with no trace of anything left, again, he held back considerably only allowing for the ground to be divided not Katsuo. Upon contact, the blast will simply leave a wound along his torso and even his face should it be in the way as well and carry his on body towards the wall as well, but unfortunately he would be pushed through and into the barracks only for the Kōha(Light Wave) to be retracted back in an instant to reform the Hoshinoken(Star Sword) in his right hand again. How will Katsuo handle such a situation?

 

[Shinigami]

The speed and fluidity of Arashi's attacks were something to behold, however when Katsuo gets into his groove, quite literally, he could potentially be one of the fastest moving members of the squad, right up there with Arashi. How you wonder this could help? How you think could this get him out of the situation Arashi set up for him? Simple. Katsuo moved himself at the first sign of movement from Arashi, when he was going for Oyama as she was chanting. He was used to kido masters. His foster father, and his brother were some of a few in his family. They sometimes required utmost concentration in battle when chanting, he knew that. Which is why leaving behind his original position to take a chance at protecting Oyama from Arashi's hit so she could kido his ass was what he believed their best bet at winning this little training match. Perhaps Arashi would think twice next time challenging both of them at once after this?
Katsuo would take that blow for Oyama making the attack directed toward him pointless, but an opening for Oya. He believed in her that much. The light strands meant for her would potentially wrap around him, but not in a way he couldn't slip out of the hold. He kept his swords up to keep the light strands from closing in on him tightly just as Arashi probably intended for Oyama, then…
“Reign Triumphant! Eikōgitsune!"
A flush of Reiatsu energy from him, Arashi's tea cup plundered even deeper in destruction, anyone near Katsuo could feel fear from the Reiatsu coming off of him, as well as fluctuating extreme heat and cold. As the steam cleared, both blades he had before were a blinding bright laser cutter yellow. No doubt with both temperatures Arashi's Zanpakuto could feel heat going down the length on the side his right blade was going, then extreme cold down the left. It even seemed as though a personality switch exchanged into Katsuo himself. He seemed far more serious than previously aloof and carefree.
If Arashi's Zanpakuto light were to melt from the heat produced by the right blade, Katsuo would jump out of the loop and onto the wall he was nearly slammed against to rear his first counter attack.
If His Zanpakuto light became frozen from the left blade, Katsuo would attempt to shatter it and do the same as aforementioned.
If and or once released from the attack Katsuo would land his feet onto the wall he was near then use his momentum to his advantage. Even as a child, he knew not the meaning of holding back, in the oda clan nobody held back their strength either. They truly tested the limits of one another, getting stronger every day. He expected no less from Oyama Hoshi and Arashi Suta. He would give it his all, because he respected them. He hoped they would do the same.
With this momentum he would attempt to disable Arashi by slashing at the sides of his arms to make it more painful to move them, hence making his movements slower, and Katsuo's own feel faster. This was the style of swordsmanship Katsuo prefered. Never to kill, always disable. Even Eikōgitsune preferred not to kill her prey, for if they are dead, how will she be remembered?
After the attempt at the slashing of Arashi's forearms he would front flip and turn his body midair like an acrobat, ready to go low in case Oyama's Kido goes for above. They hadn't been training together, but anyone could tell Katsuo wasn't trying to take the burden all on himself anymore. Oya was perfectly capable, of which he had no doubt.

 

[Shinigami]

She kept her eyes on Arashi even from the distance between them she was able to spot something she considered rare, his eyes opened up just a bit, though she didn’t see the full colour of his eyes. Yet still she continued her chant “Bakudō #9 Geki, "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!!” as she was speaking a yellow hand began to form and fly towards her, it seemed he didn’t want her to continue the chant; she was so close she completed the first portion of it, but was forced to stop; her inexperience had stopped her and she was shaken for a moment before Katsuo had made his move. Where he would take the hand hit, but it was too late she would have had to restart the chant and now she knew what Arashi was going to do.
“Reign Triumphant! Eikōgitsune!"
Everything seemed to happen so fast, as Katsuo was now releasing his reaitsu, causing fear to enter her body, and once again her eyes to flicker from blue to red, for another moment. Then a voice spoke to her, causing her to grip onto her zanpakuto tighter. “Let me out” it wasn’t from the blood panda, this had a feminine voice, if anything it sounded just like her, but more twisted. “no” she didn’t know it but she said it out loud before finally coming to her senses. As the attack that Katsuo took for her, was being connected with lights, before a flame began to travel towards him. She had to act fast, her arm lifted up and pointed at the flames traveling along the light path in which the flames were headed to Katsuo. “Hado#1 SHO!” her finger pointed at the path the flame and the kinetic energy would meet, and in a second the two would meet. Hopefully the force was enough to stop the flames, though she herself would have to move.
“Bakudō #4. Hainawa!” both her hands were placed onto her Zan’s hilt, where she lifted and threw a yellow rope of pure Reshi directly at him where she had hoped to bind him in the rope, thankfully Katsuo had kept himself low, so she would at least be able to make her Kido launch forward without hitting him. All the while something was picking at her on the back of her mind, where her eyes flickered again.

 

[Shinigami]

Three months ago… Well before the Kokotsu befell the Seireitei.
Arashi was prone to holding back. Held a foolish personality that result in the inability to strike with the intent to kill. His training with Hoshizora helped him realize that his old self just isn’t going to cut it any more. His flashy and excessive movements left openings. Openings that were easily exploited and nearly got him killed. Going up against Sword-Eater, the Hollow’s tale of carnage and the taking of one’s Zanpakuto. One’s soul even. Nearly the next victim but saved by another. Though he survived the battle, Arashi lost any future battles because of who he was, but today he faces Katsuo and Oyama with a hidden demeanor. Having perceived his past self as inadequate when it came to battle and having trained to surpass what the old him would have done. His smile forever stained, but beneath the mask, a killer instinct. The will to strike without hesitation and to use his light in ways that likely Katsuo and Oyama were not familiar with. The old Arashi gone with the wind as the new steps forward.
Oyama was stunned with fear. Her past training solely focused on Kido, likely did not consist of any battle training at all. The result would be her inexperience which clearly shows now. Despite the bravado that Katsuo hoped to instill in Oyama as well, he instead chose to protect her. To give her the chance to finish her Kido. Believing in her ability to get away with it. Unfortunately, that will not be the case. His light was far too fast, traveling the distance at such a speed that blinking will be their weakness in the passing second.
Commendable, Katsuo’s effort will allow him to shield her. As a result of relocating himself, his crafted sword dispersed mid-swing, preventing him from performing the light wave technique. However, Oyama’s lack of action would leave them both vulnerable. The five fingers that made up the light-hand, three of them extend, bend, and curve around Katsuo all with in an instant, before coming within inches of striking as previously intended. Slaves to his will, the fingers turned to beams of light that changed trajectory to move around Katsuo to strike against Oyama still and with a slim to no chance of both being able to assess the sudden change and respond accordingly. Her chest and stomach being the impact point, delivering inconceivable force that will not only throw her back to the wall, but knock the wind and spit from her body. Concurrently to Oyama being a victim of his light beams. Katsuo noble actions would result in him being pierced by the remaining two Fingers. Posed as light beams now that aim to go through his solar-plex and abdomen before another thought of uttering the words to release his shikai could even be conceived. His acceptance to the Initial attack will be his downfall.
Ashi remained still, immovable at this point, his hands moving to behind his back. His left hand wrapped over the right. A sliver of space remained between his eye-lids. They exude a sense of death and no hope for them to prevail against a versatile and unpredictable style of fighting. Despite a new face, Arashi was ready to seek medical treatment for Katsuo and Oyama if need be.
Enter, the new and approved, ArashiSuta.