[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Southeast Seireitei

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Agh
Himari knew as she moved using Shunpo at her best ability that Oyama could possibly find a way to track her movements. But she was hoping that by not allowing Oyama to distract her; To not fall into her plan that maybe. Just maybe she will finally be able to land an attack on the girl.
But, instantly that thought was answered with a negative as Oyama suddenly appeared before her, having used Shunpo at the same time Himari had. Oyama, of course, would think she left no time for Himari to calculate a way to get away from her. Catching her by surprise and moving at the same time Himari had moved.Himari saw her finger before it touched her, and before she could think, her middle finger connected with her left shoulder. Himari instantly felt the force of the hit as she suddenly flew across the room.
But Oyama wouldn't even allow her to do that in peace.
Suddenly, seemingly faster than himari had time to fall onto the ground, Oyama was before her. Hand gripping onto her throat, The grip meant to be crushing, surely aiming to cause Himari to gasp. She felt her fingers digging into her flesh, not allowing anything to pass by. She knew, at that moment, that it wasn't Oyama in control anymore. It was Furia. This was the only thought she processed as she was pushed into the ground.
Himari quickly tried to struggle against her grip, but to no avail.
“You could have easily dodged the throws without the use of shunpo, and the blade that was going to swing at you could have been blocked, parried or avoided by a step back. You’re using shunpo and tactics to make up for your lack of Zanjutsu are you? You’re developing a pattern, a pattern that is becoming far too predictable, you need to work your defensive and offensive capabilities, Not just evasion and counter. Luckily we were told to hone in our Hakuda and Zanjutsu-”
As Furia spoke, Himari’s signature cold glare would appear towards her. One look at Himari, it would be assumed that she was annoyed. Sure, what Oyama and Furia were saying before was true. She kept doing the same things. Like a pattern. But, she was tired of her mistakes being thrown in her face. Ever since she joined this division, people spoke down to her. Why was it bad to hone on the skills she did have? It was a training session. Shunpo just so happened to be what she was comfortable using. But, she was no expert. So using that Shunpo over and over again shouldn’t be a problem….even though it was at the same time.
This is what caused Himari to suddenly move, cutting off her rambling.
You want me to show you a Kido master, you got it.” she thought as she slowly lifted her free finger up to place it where she could touch Furia. Being a Kido Master allowed her to do Kido without even speaking. That’s why she allowed Furia to go on talking as she allowed herself to gather high-density spiritual Energy to just the finger that was pressed into Furia. A force akin to miniature shockwave colliding with her gut, enough to thrust her away from Himari.(Shō)
BOOM!
The blast was as if Himari’s annoyance and anger had bursted from her body into that spell. This would instantly get Furia off of her. It would instantly make her Shut Up
”All you do is talk, and talk, and talk.” Himari said this as she was pushed up. Using the Katana to help her get up. As she straightened herself out, she would look at where they would have been blasted to. The blast of the spell wouldn’t be as damaging as it would have been if she had spoken the Incantation out loud. But it would knock them out cold for a while.
Himari would walk over to the girl, her eyes showing her anger as she pushed the head of the wooden Katana into Oyama’s back, hard.
”You wanted me to change up right, is this changed up enough for you! Huh Asshole?! All your damn talking, you didn’t even try to realize that even though I was down, I still had other way to attack you. As the Phantom once said, ““When your enemy is certain you cannot act, victory is within your reach””
She knew this was probably out of line. She was doing what she was told. To train Himari. To get Himari out of her pattern of always only being on the flight mode. But she was tired of it. She was tired of the sarcasm. Tired of being talked to like she was stupid. And all she felt at that moment was anger.
She allowed the Katana to press into their back for a few more seconds before she would quickly move. Allowing herself to focus on the silence of her movements, she distanced herself from Oyama again, but didn’t allow herself to stay there. This time, she rushed forward, Katana at the ready. Her gaze not changing from their earlier coldness.

 

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Those red eyes of Furia had been glaring at Himari, watching every little expression her opponent made, A look of annoyance was noted as Himari struggled against the ever tightening grip. The twin personalities were far too distracted one by speaking the other by listening as they kept themselves above Himari to notice her movements and reiryoku change by the time Oyama had taken notice of the fingers touching the stomach it was far too late. Furia was knocked back into the air with a surpised look as her fingers hand clawed and pulled at Himari’s throat, leaving some scratches as she was forced away.
The air was knocked out from her body, yet she was still conscious; Had this been earlier in her career as a shinigami Furia would have been knocked out by Hadō # 1 Shō, especially by a master in kidō, but that wasn’t the case as Himari could tell, with the main reason being that between Furia and Himari was reiatsu and its natural protection it gave. she began to adjust her body mid air until she landed on her feet, breathing was heavy and fast as she was trying to catch her breath once again. to say Furia was angry in this development was understatement she was furious that Himari had used kidō when being told to train for something else. Oyama on the other had been pleasantly surprised on how Himari handled the situation.
“All you do is talk, and talk, and talk.”
“She has a point”
“She means you as well dumbass”
“Shall we taking up a notch?”
“Perhaps.”
As Himari began to get closer Furia had taken her steps back as she was still recovering her breath, or at least it seemed like it.
“You wanted me to change up right, is this changed up enough for you! Huh Asshole?! All your damn talking, you didn’t even try to realize that even though I was down, I still had other way to attack you. As the Phantom once said,”
“When your enemy is certain you cannot act, victory is within your reach”
Wise words, had been spoken by the captain, and this was going to stick with her, A lesson she wasn’t expecting, but still she was also here to learn and hone her skills in Hakuda and Zanjutsu. She watched carefully as Himari took her steps back, far enough away for Furia to finally push herself up, as she did so Himari began to charge at her. The two glared at one another one in coldness the other in anger as she herself charged forward both hands gripping onto her blunt Katana, raising it up high before coming down on Himari’s blade to push it down with enough power to force it into the ground. Yet Furia’s blade stopped for split second once it had made contact with Himari’s where it moved upwards aiming to bash against Himari’s neck; Had she been holding onto her zanpakutō she would have cleanly sliced through Himari’s neck like it was paper, yet the blunt Katana would stop this from happening, still it was enough force to bring Himari down into the ground.
Furia brutal nature had finally showed itself as she wasn’t done with just bashing Himari into the ground again, she wanted to make her suffer. Furia’s blade was thrown into the air before her hand clenched into a fist to come down upon Himari’s side with enough force to cause her to spit out blood from her mouth. The blade that was thrown finally made its way down, landing infront Himari’s vision, while Furia had used shunpo to get away from the woman; she did not want any surprise kidō coming her way once more. The bade that stuck into the training ground was Furia suggesting she was done with practice blades, and she was ready to take this more seriously. Furia had taken a defensive looking stance as she waited Himari to make her move.

 

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Himari didn’t allow herself to wallow in her thoughts, she replied mostly on her movements as she quickly moved to the duo. The change in her mind was easily sensed by her spiritual power as it rose in the room. She was no longer anxious. No longer in her usual head space. Now, she just wanted this to be over. She was annoyed at Furia. She was annoyed at herself for being that easy to read. She was annoyed that she even had to be in this situation.
So she allowed her annoyance to take over and not her anxiety.
Himari‘s wooden Katana was roughly met and greeted by Oyama’s, the force of the swing easily lowering Himari’s sword. It appeared as if Himari had given up. She was going to be disarmed any moment. All Oyama had to do was lift her sword.
But, when it came time to do this. Oyama would come to notice that she couldn’t lift her sword. As though it were stuck. Himari didn’t take her eyes off Oyama, no emotion was found on her face. Her foot holding the blades down. This would force Oyama to have to lower himself down, lower and lower.
BOOM!
At that moment, Himari’s right foot would connect with Oyama’s face. Hard and unexpected. From an outsider, the move would be complicated. How one was able to twist their body like this at will, while also being able to hold strength in her attacks. But, Himari was one to home in on her flexibly. So having her left foot placed on their Katana’s and the other connected with Oyama’s face, it came with ease.
Her foot moved in rapid and precise kicks against Oyama’s face. Each stomp would be quick, as if no time passed between each. The only thing that was certain was that with every connection, the kicks increased in force. The amount of force used would be enough to break into her skull, knocking her out cold.
Himari wouldn’t make a sound as she moved her feet quickly. It was as if she weren’t truly moving at all. While Oyama and Furia were all talk, Himari was silent. Even though she was angry, she allowed herself to watch their moves. And soon enough, Himari was able to calculate the next one. She knew that they would use aggression to try to disarm her. Which is why she allowed their attack to come through.
She allowed her flexibility to help with her counter attack.
Now Oyama was in a position where, if she were to want to dodge or avoid Himari’s attack, she’d have to completely abandon her weapon. That was the only way she was going to get any distance between them. If she were to contribute to hold onto the Katana, the damage she was going to endure would be double.

 

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It would seem that Himari had given up, as her blade was knocked back, yet Furia was caught by surprise as Himari had used her foot to trap the blunt Katana. This was certainly getting annoying as she was lowered and getting lower before the second foot would come into contact with her face. An embarrassment for Furia, and one that made Oyama laugh, as several more kicks came in, each one harder and harder until the two switched seamlessly once again. A subtle changed in her reiatsu along with the eyes shifting back to blue. Oyama’s arm lifted up to block and grip onto Himari’s foot as it came in for another kick. Her free arm had reached towards Himari’s other leg gripping tightly onto it as her lower half rose in a swift manner, with both her legs locking the wrist and arm between her legs.
Oyama had been taught how to defend herself without a weapon within second division, a lesson that was painful and repeated itself as time went on. She had also picked up a hobby that both herself and Furia had practiced. Yoga. It was relaxing enough to quell her anger, but it also practical as Himari was able to see that Oyama was able to contort her body in such a way that she was able to lock Himari’s arm. Both hands that held onto Himari’s legs pushed forward allowing her to gain moment as her body swung side ways and up, much to the expense of opponent’s arm as it pulled and twisted to dislocate the bones from the shoulder.
In the same set of movement Oyama would kick herself back into a sliding motion, as her arm extended down to try and grip onto the blade to pull it away from her. Whether successful or not Oyama had landed several meters away from Himari.
Oyama’s arms lifted as her legs would spread out to give her a stronger stance, as she would stare at Himari. A stare that was itself emotionless but calculating watching for any movement beyond readjusting her shoulder blade. It was clear Oyama wasn’t Furia, the twin personalities were like night and day. One was impulsive and aggressive wanting to keep her opponents on the back foot, while the other had been more reactive and calculating. Her eyes flared up glowing for but a second, goading Himari to come for her. Furia had her fun It was now Oyama’s turn to get in on a fight.

 

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Silence was the only thing that greeted Oyama other than the sounds of Himari’s swift kicks. Himari didn’t voice any of her annoyance, she just focused on trying to knock Oyama out and get this over with. In the beginning, Himari was a little nervous to face Oyama. She remembered her from when she did a mission with her and Katsuo. And the shifting between her and Furia was always unsettling. But, as time and time went on…the mood shifted.

With her left foot still firmly placed on top of the katana, the other leg struck out to initially deliver continuous kicks to Oyama’s skull. Suddenly, she noticed a slight shift of Reiatsu in the room. It wasn’t her own, so it had to be the fact that Oyama shifted again. Thanks to Oyama having constantly shifted from the personalities through the fight, Himari had become more sensitive in detecting shifts of Reiatsu, instantly allowing her to notice the change.

She didn’t bat an eye as her first kick didn’t make contact with the expected force from striking something. While Oyama moved to evade the kick, ducking under it to make her next move-


CRACK!

In that same moment, rather than repeating the same kicks towards empty air, Himari’s foot instantly came down to land it’s heel into the top of Oyama’s skull, prior to their arms completing their elevation to grab at her. The force of the hit would be fatal. A direct hit to the skull with such a force, with such use of her own spiritual pressure would, or rather should have not only stunned the Fifth seat , disorienting her from the force, but would also make it difficult to consciously switch between her personalities leaving her open and vulnerable for further attack.



Now, Himari wasn’t trying to play nice. Now she wanted this to be over. She was a little disappointed. She had hoped that someone who had been in the second division would not do something as foolish as what she had done. What was she trying to prove? Why did she not try to distance herself? Did she underestimate Himari? Did she think she would just allow her to grab her and…and then what?



Slowly, the disappointment turned into rage. Though annoyed, and angered she made sure not to be swept away by it, she had learned the cost of being led by her emotions before. She remained fully attuned to the frequency (or wavelength) of her sparring partner's spiritual pressure. Though Oyama may have underestimated her, she would not afford her the same courtesy.