[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northwest Seireitei

[Shinigami]

Location Division 13 Barracks

Three months have gone by so fast, whereas the event that occurred with the Kototsu seems like it only happened yesterday. So many things were going on at that time, first the rebellion by Captain Mukuro Kyomu. All the barracks of the gotei 13 have been confined within their barracks-like prisoners after the event rumors spread around the entire Seireitei of Captain Mukuro's actions. However, no one truly knows the truth, regardless of the talks that have been passed around since then. It's genuinely fantastic those who are spreading these rumors do not fear for their lives. Considering the stealth squad could be very much hiding beneath the shadows, listening and preparing to kill all talks and stories. Then again, maybe there wasn't nothing to fear, but who's to say? Division 2 intentions are far too complicated to decide what lengths they would go to silence anyone spreading non-sense.
Maybe if the rumors go silent, then the assumption could be those talking far too much about things they do not know for sure has been dragged into the depths of 'Nest of Maggots' to think about their foolishness. Or they have been silenced for good and never shall be heard of again, forgotten and becoming nothing, not even a memory that anyone could remember. That is neither here or there. One individual also is no one, someone that isn't in anyone's mind — a particular entity that roamed about and remain unidentified since joining the Thirteen Court Guard Squad recently. Nothing special about him that needs to be noticed, except the fact he has been around, mainly only within his division. This lone spirit hasn't even met the seated members of the division. He rarely speaks to the unseated members, such as himself, unless he was just in need of a conversation. At least when his comrade isn't around which they were generally inseparable. This moment would be a rare day to find him alone. The brown skin male find it better this way to be unseen, hiding in plain sight, blending in with other groups, so he isn't drawing too much attention to himself. Being ranked just wasn't in his interest, but keeping the life, he keeps hidden behind and only concerned himself with now. If anyone did get a look at him, he was of tanned skin like mocha caramel tone, bearing the appearance of a young, but fit and muscular man with a lean figure. He bears some traits from both his mother and father, but nothing too distinct. He has abnormal black hair for his heritage, three months ago, he donned long black hair that reached down to his buttocks.
Only recently where it had been cut it to be medium length. , and the hair was no longer all black, at least the center wasn't black but light purple color, leaving the sides their original color, which is kept spiked up at the front, with two small bangs on the sides. Izanagi is commonly seen in a standard shinigami's garment, his being a sleeveless variant, with it being customized to add a hood on the back. However, his clothing was more baggy and loose. Izanagi has purple hues, a trade-mark of his clan. And on the hip was the beautifully crafted sword coated in a polished sable blackness among the 72cm blade. With it featuring a choji hamon and a double grooved edge, all the way to the tip of the steel. The guard is a ruby red plated square with the design etched of a yokai onto it. The handle itself is no more than 27cm long, coated in white and grey leather skin. The casing itself also had the matching color of the handle with the same Oni etched onto the side, except it is red like the guard. And this was what the appearance of Izanagi Kiyoshi is consists of, an average soul reaper who is aiming to protect himself by holding himself back from gaining any real power due to fearing another existence that lives with him. An existence that no one publically knows, other than his close friend, a brother.
During those three months, all he did was exercise his body out of boredom, light reading here and there, help rebuild the damages to the Seireitei, and more. Was there anything about Izanagi (He who invites; イザナギ) that needs to be said? At this time, it is best to leave any particular details out but know that in time, there will be a moment where he could pose a danger or grow for the better. His story is only beginning, and it is now unfolding. Like right now, after roaming the streets of the Seireitei, he already came across light flashing and spiritual power present, which captured his attention.
To his knowledge, division 11 didn't have anything going on, and it seems the seated members were doing stuff or sleeping. These days there was no keeping up with them unless the Lieutenant had a task that needs completing. Though it couldn't be helped for Izanagi to take a peek to see what the neighbors had been doing. He didn't bother entering the front gate but preferably leaped towards the roof and continued to leap roof to roof until those sharp gazes towards the source of the flashing lights and spiritual power. It was quite amazing. It seems division 13 doesn't plan to take a break, do they? Suppose they aren't looking to slack, but considering they have to deal with the world of the living a lot, there was no point in believing they should slack on training. It is nice to see other divisions training together, he didn't know them whatsoever, but it seems like the fight was becoming more attractive. Releasing their zanpakutos from their form, it was quite the view and seeing how the wielder uses each Shikai. One seems to be protecting the other comrade while handicapping another member? So two on one situation? That is a fascinating match-up he wonders how does it fair? Could it be that those two are too much for him to handle? Would it be rude to intervene?
"Let me kill him."

 

[Shinigami]

It was a test completely so, a daring move for Katsuo, but before those fingers could pierce his body he flipped over them like the speedy acrobat he was, though still not as fast as Arashi due to the weights that weighed him down during his training and on a daily basis around his feet and wrists, he managed to slip around the lights his body intact, all but a few spikes of his new hair do. It would be too late for Arashi to stop Eikōgitsune from entering the fray, the two blades concurrently giving off heat and cold even at the distance Arashi was at. Katsuo pointed the right blade, the heated one at Arashi before duplicates of himself started showing up, and disappearing to the beat of his music which from a distance only he could hear, but if he got closer to the target they could potentially hear it coming from different directions, as if each of the clones had their own set of blaring headphones.
It seems as though Oyama didn't want her potential unleashed which started to irritate Katsuo. He wouldn't yell at her for it, to each their own, but if she didn't want to listen he couldn't make her become stronger, she had to get through it herself. He could only encourage her.
"Oya… this other side of you you said existed, and are afraid to let it show.. you're seeing a different side of Arashi, a different side of myself… now if we're not afraid to show it you shouldn't be either. If you accept it as a part of yourself and who you are, you will create balance within yourself and grow stronger as a result. Don't hide it, embrace it."
It was the only advice he could give her he could think of. He was a lot like her when he was younger, which is probably why he took such a liking to her. She was afraid to let out a beast, but this inner beast is probably what she needs to become that much stronger, yet she was afraid of it, to the point she concealed it with Kido. Her fear reminded him of Tenzen's shyness. He only got over it once he tested his own limits. It reminded him of his anger towards the rogue Shinigami responsible for the deaths of the young orphaned children who named him Katsuo Toshiyuki when they found him.
It was just like Katsuo though, worried about the well being of others rather than himself. His fighting style made it difficult to kill, but to incapacitate was much easier. If Arashi was incapable of keeping up with the speed of the clones until Katsuo got that much closer before they stopped, Katsuo behind Arashi in an attempt to slash his heated shikai blade upward upon Arashi's back, which would cauterize the wound but make it excruciatingly painful and hard to move.
If this back attack wouldn't work, Katsuo being a more close distance opponent and all, he'd leap back about fifteen feet and prepare to defend himself from another of Arashi's attacks. If it was between the both of them the stage would look more like a laser light show complete with high bass fast paced music. Both young men probably wouldn't realize how similar their blades were, Arashi with light energy and Katsuo with energy in its purest form. If Arashi was going to go all out like this perhaps it was time for Katsuo to take the weights off his body, and increase his speed and attack power… maybe within the next attack, he thought to himself.

 

[Shinigami]

She was sent back flying, hitting the wall behind them, creating a body sized crater into the wall, it all happened so fast, the air in her lungs had quickly excited, and with some good amount of salivia followed suit. Just as quickly she would hit the wall behind her making a good size crater; the back of her head would hit cement walls edges, causing her to lose her grip on her zanpakuto. For a split second everything was black, before she would open up her eyes and slowly lift herself up, but as she began to look around at her surroundings, everything at this point was blurry, there was ringing in her ears, before finally lifting herself up and off of the ground, with only using her knees and one hand to keep herself off it; her other hand would grip onto her stomach, as the pain of the initial hit was still there. It seemed something was coming up her throat, and it came just as quickly as she felt it, blood, would spit out from her mouth.
"Oya… this other side of you you said existed, and are afraid to let it show.. you're seeing a different side of Arashi, a different side of myself… now if we're not afraid to show it you shouldn't be either. If you accept it as a part of yourself and who you are, you will create balance within yourself and grow stronger as a result. Don't hide it, embrace it."
She didn’t exactly listen to katsuo, if anything she was just trying to keep herself from passing out, after all she had now suffered a head injury, though that failed as her body would collapse onto the ground, where everything for her was now black. Shortly after her body would begin to rise, her head tilting up and shifting side to, before her body began to twist side to side, creating cracking noises, before finally she would lower her head and open up her eyes. Red Crimson red eyes seemed to look around in curiosity, it was almost as if she had been here before, only to have spotted a figure onto the roof, where she would give a small wave, before finally turning her attention towards her zanpakuto, bending over and lifting it up, and quickly dusting it off.
“What was sh- I doing again?” she spoke to herself in a curious tone as she lifted her zan up to her head, just look at her eyes; red, good! She was completely in control of the body now, but still she had to test it, where she would grip onto the blade and swing her blade up and down for a moment, before swaying it around for a moment. She was satisfied, that she was now fully in control of her body and not Oyama, but still she wondered where did the pain go? the wall they hit looked like it hurt yet she didn’t feel a thing, she felt numb. Her hands moved towards the back of her head to touch where she had hit the back of her head. Though she didn’t feel it she pulled her hand back to reveal her fingers covered in blood. Nothing serious just her hitting a spot where blood had built pressure, not enough to make her bleed out or seek immediate medical attention. Finally she had taken a look around to see what was going on around her again. Katsuo, a name she somehow remembered, would attacking Arashi, another name she remembered, Ahh it was clear now training! And it appeared they had let out their Zanpakuto spirits. “Why don’t we join in the fun!” she said as she looked directly at her Zan, before she would grip onto her zanpakuto with both hands “Nodonokawaki o iyasu Blood fiattopanda” Just like that her blade begun to extend outwards till it was nearly three feet in length, the reach was far and would be considered unwieldy for her size but she didn’t care what others thought.
Now she would begin to calmly step forward, and the one thing she shared with Oyama or rather Oyama stole from her was being observant, though she didn’t want to waste her time in the body she was eager, she wanted to jump in, and just attack. Though it was against her judgement, she wondered though what would Arashi’s next attack would be. Or what the other Shinigami would, join in? either way she would give another wave at the Shinigami ontop the roof.

 

[Shinigami]

For Oyama his beams sought their mark. Striking true and with such a force they were able to send the female away. His simultaneous movements to strike both Oyama and her companion, Katsuo seemed to very elusive today. More than what Arashi expected him to be. In his actions, he hoped to escaped the onslaught of his beams, flipping over them, to find some relief that he will not be feeling pain today. Whether he felt that to be the case, is of no concern to Ashi. His beams were not restricted to one path and this proved that Katsuo did not quite yet understand what he is truly up against. The two beams that were dodged or so he thought. Concurrently, they snapped and bend with such a sharpness to catch Katsuo mid-flip. At such a close range, his body would be pierced through his torso and out the other side. No room for evasion this time, although, Arashi would be very impressed to see how he could register the threat and then physically alter his trajectory to respond accordingly, a feat that would be impossible. However, the beams that once struck Oyama, dispersed into 15 smaller beams, maintain the same force of attack that struck Oyama. These beams moved to the sky and just as fast he was struck by the other beams his body will be pulverized slamming his body into the ground with relentless and ruthless force behind him.
While the assaults against Katsuo progressed, Ashi gave no indication, no sign of how these beams moved. His actions remained invisible, not even readable by those that watched from the side-lines. As it seems, there would be someone watching, but not someone Ashi would recognize. He did not mind either way, as long as they did not interfere with the training . His eyes had been tightly closed, but even with less visibility his reikaku told him of a shift in Oyama's nature. This warranted an opening of his eyes, that same sliver, a shade of blue both piercing and menacing looked upon her.
"Hmm, never seen that side before."
Though beaten and bruised, this second half showed no signs of it. Oblivious to the injuries that her body has sustained. This new face, seemed lost, unsure of what was happening. No matter, that small opening to his eyes died and his stance remained just as natural as ever. At this moment, he had yet to move from his position. They have yet to get close to him and provoke him to move. From the way this fight is progressing currently, the likely hood of him taking a step would be slim to none. The moment this new Oyama began swing her Zanpakuto up and down, a flare in Ashi's Reiatsu could be seen. The pressure grew and concurrently to her testing of the Zanpakuto she was surrounded by a heavy amount of light-beams. Her shoulders, legs, torso, arms, neck, chest, every part of her body on the front side is likely to barrage by a countless number. To his will, he mimicked the same force that she was struck with earlier. So fast and with warning or any simple gestures given by Ashi, his body remained just as still. It would be trouble for her assess the situation or even think and process her next action. There seemed to be no way that her brain could register every beam of light that appeared before her, she would have to act now or being pulverized beyond her ability to continue this fight. Surely she will be trampled into the ground if she could not.
"Arashi, this is totally unfair... I thought this was training for them?"
Understandably concerned, Ashi did not budge or give any kind of remorse in his attacks. His facial expression all the same, but coldly his smile became broader. As Hoshizora realized this, she could only chuckle and shake her head.
"The enemy will not be as forgiving. This is training. They do not have the time or luxury to relax. No foolery will be accepted."
How will the two respond to yet another onslaught? Ashi wanted to treat them closer to the same way Sword-Eater treated him. Relentless, bloodthirsty, hungry, and to show them the unpredictable nature of a true fight. The way that he fights now, Ashi truly wished he found this same instinct against him. He could not, will not, allow Katsuo and Oyama to go through the same fear and pain he felt against any Hollow. They will learn to be just as relentless and instinctive just as he is being right now

 

[Shinigami]

It appeared that Arashi didn’t want her to use her zanpakuto; she wondered if he knew what it did, even though she couldn’t feel physical pain, she could feel his reaitsu bearing down on her. Even with the lights forming around her, she had her smile plastered across her face before her body flickered away before the light could do their purpose, though she appeared less then a foot away from Arashi, her lips opening to speak, “Nodonokawaki o iyasu Blood fiattopanda.” As she was speaking the hand that held her zanpakuto was held high, and coming down, Her aim? To slice him diagonally from the left side of his shoulder to the right lower portion of his chest. Even if he was to receive a small cut that portion of his body would begin to bleed and not stop until she had sheathed her zanpakuto. It was clear to her that this wasn’t training, but a way to show them that cruelty in battle was needed. Something Oyama lacked but she had in spades.
From this point on she didn’t view Arashi as friend but an enemy that needed to die. Though she had to thank him for allowing her to gain full control over the body. “If I didn’t know better I would say you’re trying to kill us Arashi.” a slightly disturbing laughter came from her as her crimson red eyes stared right at Arashi. If it wasn’t clear before she was now someone else completely. Someone willing to kill even during training, and just the fact that her zan was out would prove it well enough, as moments before she was unwilling to release it.
“Come Arashi, show us what we can do to better ourselves!”
It was still training though she was expecting criticism from him, what she had to do better, where she should have struck, and whether or not she should have even gotten this close.
“Or are you just a shit teacher just wanting to beat his students to prove he’s better than the one who only recently gotten out of the academy and a noble boy. ” she seemed a little more spiteful, though she kept a smile across her face, while tilting her head at Arashi, wondering what his response was going to be.