The painting of training [Joint training Christoph& Asmo]

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(Joint training for SP)

Christoph sighed there was one thing on his mind today, his mask that hid his horrific face from the world had become a weapon. It happened last night and he knew that it wasn't a dream because this morning the mask was still a weapon standing against the wall. Slowly he walked over to it and placed his hand on it. How he wanted this weapon to just become his mask again and not this thing that it was and just as if it could read his mind the weapon turned back into a black and silver mask. He was taken back by all of this so much so that he didn't even hear his father yelling something. He had no way of knowing that he was a fullbringer and that he had just unlocked the power to use his fullbring.

All he cared about was that his mask was back to normal and it was a beautiful day outside today, prefect for painting. So without wasting any time he grabbed his easel, with a blank canvas and his paint bag. Running out the door in just a plain white shirt and black pants he made his way to the woods. Trying to stay in the shade as much as he could, because of his pale white skin wearing his mask on his face. It didn't take him too long to get to the woods he wanted to get to, it was normally empty and very quiet. He set up his easel and started to paint the woods around him. He didn't see anyone else around him and that let him feel at ease.

As he finished painting a tree his masked slipped off of his face and onto the ground. Slowly picking it up he knew that if there was anytime to test out what had happened before again it would be now. He imagined the weapon that was in his room before. Slowly his mask turned from what it was into a large staff that had a chain at the end with a large purple crystal at the end of the chain. Picking it up slowly he felt how light it seemed to him almost as if it was meant for him. He walked away from his painting with the staff in hand.

Standing a few feet away he slowly started to swing it around. It didn't feel like it was resisting him. While he thought that what he was doing was good he had no way of knowing that his swings were wide and wasted a bunch of energy for nothing. In the end he had no real skill for this. However each time he swung he slowly and slowly figured out how to make it go the way he wanted to. There was nothing that could of prepared him for what happened next. As he pulled it back the chain at the end flew right at him the crystal hit him right in the face. He fell to the ground and felt the fact that he was bleeding from the nose. There was no way of him knowing that he was sending off spiritual energy that anyone could pick up on.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Well what better way to spend a week off from a high school that normally bores you then travel japan. Asmoskon had done just that once he had finished the final day of school for the week. Leaving his apartment for the week off in order to focus completely on training his skills as a Quincy. This was something Asmoskon knew he needed to accomplish due to the simple fact that he had lost against Iwa. Taking his motorcycle that evening Asmoskon rode off from Tokyo throughout Japan.

The following morning Asmoskon arrived at a small town known as Karakura. The town seemed nice and full of decent people while having plenty of room throughout the surrounding area to train in secrecy. Renting a room an hour after arriving Asmoskon had done the few errands required such as food and gas for his bike. After completely those small tasks Asmoskon had decided it would be best to rest. Sleeping the rest of the day and night away Asmoskon awake early the following morning. Although surprised at how long he had actually been asleep Asmoskon figured it must be for the best and that it would only allow him to train even harder.

Leaving the room that he had rented after making a small bowl of soup for breakfast Asmoskon rode to a nearby forest that he had seen the previous day. Now still somewhat early in the morning Asmoskon ran throughout the woods attempting to train his own stamina and speed. Something that had been pointed that was painfully obvious he would need when he had fought against Iwa was that Asmoskon lacked the speed required to keep up with more powerful enemies. Asmoskon once again knew that he would need to surpass that very limitation if he was going to succeed in protecting all from all hollows.

It had only been about ten minutes since Asmoskon had first felt something within the forest, but just as he dropped from a tree branch to the leaf covered ground he knew that there was another source of reiatsu. This source wasn't something enormous like Iwa or the Shinigami, but it did have a unique feeling to it something that was different from a Shinigami, Quincy or Hollow. This reiatsu Asmoskon had felt it before the question was though from who. Rushing throughout the woods in the source of the reiatsu Asmoskon leans his back against the side of a tree. Turning slowly making sure not to bring attention to himself Asmoskon peeks around and sees a male who appears to be older than himself.

Looking over him Asmoskon notices nearly immediately the staff within the grasp of this males hands. Whatever it meant Asmoskon was unsure the only thing he did know for sure was that this male was the source of the strange reiatsu that Asmoskon had been sensing and that it appeared he had some kind of spiritual weapon. Stepping out from the cover of the tree Asmoskon presents himself in sight of the male just to his right. "Hello there . . may I ask your name stranger?"

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Christoph rubbed his nose hoping that the blood would stop, this wasn't the first time he had a bloody nose and he knew it wouldn't be the last. Using the staff as a cane he slowly hoisted himself up off of the ground. He didn't hear the other person coming towards him, not until he was close and spoke. The words creeped up Christoph's back sending a shiver down his spine, he was petrified as he saw the person standing nearby him. He could only imagine the horrible things going through that person's mind as the looked at him. What a freak, oh god what a horrific monster, what's he doing in the park, he should be in a freak show. All those horrible things flooded into his mind as just a few possibilities of what was in that person's mind. Christoph had no clue that the young quincy wasn't thinking those things, but he had no way of knowing that.

He panicked and wished for his mask back to cover his face, however his staff wouldn't turn back into his mask. Holding it in his hands he could only do two things flee or fight,he knew that it would be easier to just run away, but this time he actually had a weapon he had power that he could use, but using power to hurt others was wrong. That's when he heard what he would think his fathers words would be about his actions echo in his head you worthless piece of trash you have a weapon use it. Stop being such a waste of a living being. With that he slowly started to move his body towards the quincy.

He slowly brought the staff up over his head and started towards this person. His arms were kept straight he was going to swing it at this person's head if he got close enough. The large crystal swung around wildly behind him as it danced against the chain trying to find the path of least resistance. Even though he couldn't feel any weight from the staff it was getting harder and harder to keep it up above his head as he slowly moved closer. His only thoughts were of fear and terror as he made his first real step towards the quincy.

With fear still in his eyes he pushed off of the ground accidentally using bringer light without knowing it. He had no idea that in his panic he had accidentally pushed the spirit particles around his feet away propelling him forward. He wasn't ready for this rapid burst of speed and ended up tripping on a rock and falling face first down on the ground a few feet from this person. He quickly lifted himself off of the ground, however he stayed seated on the ground holding his staff in his arms, his entire body shaking in fear, not from the quicny, but from his own social anxiety. Trying to cover his face with one of his hands he spoke. “P-p-p-please d-d-d-d-don't hurt m-m-m-m-me.” His shudder was still as bad as always.



(Remaining reiatsu 450/500)

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{Stats}
Strength - [50] Points

Speed - [50] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [40]=[50] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [40]=[50] Points

Light Aura - [70] Points

Dark Aura - [30] Points

Instinct - [50]=[37]Points

Senses [50]=[37] Points

Energy sensory - [0]=[0] Points

Healing Expertise - [Insert number here] Points

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon had watched the boy slightly struggle to regain his footing making note in his head that this boy might in fact be injured in someway. If this boy was in fact hurt and needed some kind of medical attention Asmoskon wasn't actually positive that he would be able to help the boy. While he had been taught the very basics by his father on the human body and what needs to be done if anything got more complicated than a cut to the outer layer of the body Asmoskon feared he would have to get the boy to someone more capable than himself. As the boy turned after Asmoskon words had been spoken Asmoskon saw the slight smudged blood that had been wiped away yet that wasn't all the Quincy saw at first glance what truly was seen was the fear within the eyes of someone innocent and afraid.

His own eyes locked on to the boy before him Asmoskon stands still making sure not to frighten the boy even further. In only the next few moments Asmoskon watched the boy gain more focus and begin to move toward him. Asmoskon figured that a threat was possible for a moment only to be confirmed with the raising of the staff in the boy's grasp. Truly not wishing to cause more fright or harm to the boy Asmoskon watches carefully about to leap backwards only to witness the boy close in at a much more accelerated pace then the last few steps. However, the boy never managed to reach Asmoskon as he fell to the ground only a few feet in front of the Quincy.

Asmoskon had been watching and although the boy had obviously rushed to attack him Asmoskon knew that the boy was simply scared of what though he was concerned. Asmoskon had arrived suddenly and that might cause some fright, but it didn't seem correct to attack someone based on that level of fear and that wasn't the same degree that Asmoskon had just witnessed in the eyes of the boy there was something much bigger causing the fright in the boy's heart, but what exactly was the source was something Asmoskon knew he couldn't figured out just yet. As the boy sat on the ground and spoke Asmoskon just felt sadness truly seeping from the voice of innocence something that the Quincy wasn't going to allow.

Asmoskon knew that his next few actions were going to lead down a multitude of different paths simply based on his voice toward the boy for in a state of fear anything can lead to itself. That brief moment though that the boy accelerated forward Asmoskon had seen something at the base of the boy's feet something odd even for a Quincy it was like a flicker of light. That wasn't important at the moment however even though if this boy was in fact just playing Asmoskon for a fool it could be possible that if the distance was closed and Asmoskon got close he could be struck down swiftly by such a technique again. Taking a couple steps forward and then squatting on the ground to look eye level at the boy Asmoskon pushes caution aside in favor of his beliefs of the innocent.

"Are you alright? Don't worry I'm not here to hurt you it looks like you've already done that yourself man." Asmoskon smiles at the boy only a couple of feet away now his hands resting on the thighs of his legs as he squats. "My name is Masurao-Asmoskon. I'm sorry for appearing out of sight I guess I hadn't thought how you would react through ~hahaha~" Asmoskon bowed his head slightly while making sure to keep eye contact who knew what disrespect could cause at such a critical moment.

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{Stats}Strength - 75 Points - 30% = 53 Points
Speed - 60 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 80 Points
Reiatsu Strength - 120 Points + 50% = 180 Points
Light Aura - 80 Points
Dark Aura - 20 Points
Instinct - 90 Points
Senses - 50 Points
Energy sensory - 30 Points
Healing Expertise - 10 Points

•[Analyzing] [1]
•[Weapons-Archery] [1]
•[Battle Analysis] [1]
•[Pain Tolerance] [1]
•[Battle Focus] [1]
•[Focused Eye] [1]
•[Damage Recovery] [1]
•[Charisma/Leadership]

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Christoph was shocked that this person was being so kind and nice to him something that he didn't normally get from people. Epically after he had just tried to attack him out of fear and panic. For some reason he felt a sense of peace from Masurao. Something about him made him feel at peace like he could trust the person. Slowly he got up from the ground holding onto the staff he had and looked at Asmo in the eyes. It was odd to see someone bow to him, after all he was a freak someone that should be respected by anyone he shouldn't even be in this beautiful park.

Slowly nodding his head at Masurao. Without knowing it his staff slowly turned back into his mask in his hand. He sighed and slipped it on his face. Not knowing why it happened but was extremely happy that he could hide his face from Masurao. Even though he felt that Masurao wasn't going to hurt him he still wanted to hide his face. “I-i-i-i'm Christoph T-T-T-T-T-Techiman. I-I-I-It's nice to m-m-m-eet you i-m s-s-s-s-orry for trying to h-h-h-hurt you.”

(Sorry about the short post)

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon looked forward as the boy introduced himself stating his own name to be Teichmann-Christoph a name Asmoskon thought somewhat different in Japan. Now rising to full height Asmoskon witnesses the transformation of Christoph's staff into what appeared to be a mask. From first glance the mask appeared somewhat normal only being silver in color whether or not the mask itself was made entirely out of silver Asmoskon couldn't be certain of only with a glance. Continuing to show his respect to the new individual Asmoskon listens patiently as Christoph speaks his mind so timidly revealing how terrified the boy was truly.

"This isn't something correct or acceptable. I'm going to need to help this boy one way or another." These thoughts flowed throughout Asmoskon's own mind once Christoph reached the middle of his introduction. Once Christoph had finished speaking Asmoskon raised his right hand slightly then moved it downward a total of three times slowly in a claiming signal to the new acquaintance. "It's nice to meet you Christoph, but please take the time you need to gather your composure. Do your best to stay calm trust me it will help you out. Well Christoph I'm not sure if you know exactly what's going on, but I can tell you that your far more talented than most people I've ever met and a staff is a rather unique spiritual weapon"

Speaking the last sentence as smoothly and reassuming as possible Asmoskon points to the mask that Christoph holds in his grasp. Asmoskon still wasn't entirely sure what exactly the type of spiritual being Christoph was as he spoke the last sentence only to search his mind a moment afterward and reach a possible conclusion. The fact that Christoph appeared to be a boy around his own age meant that he was most likely human. That left the possibility of a Quincy, but Christoph had been wielding a staff that transformed into the mask something he thought was not linked to a Quincy like himself. Along with the unique reiatsu that he felt from Christoph Asmoskon came to the conclusion that he must be what Kazura had told Asmoskon he was . . A Fullbringer.

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Christoph just nodded as Asmo spoke. He knew what he meant by trying to gain his composure, however his stutter was always there, it was a part of him just like his eyes and his hair. There was no way to get rid of it fully, with people he trusted and knew it rarely came out, but it still did. What he wanted to know more about was the fact that Asmo knew why his mask seemed to become a weapon at random. Christoph took a few seconds to try to calm down before he would speak again. “A-a-a-a spiritual weap-p-p-pon? I d-d-d-don't understand. W-w-w-w-what do you mean b-b-by that.” Christoph had no real knowledge about what anything having to deal with the spiritual world at all.

Christoph didn't know if this was something that was common with the people of kaurakura town. He wasn't born in karakura town he wasn't even from Japan. He was a pure blooded frenchmen from Strasbourg, France all of this was strange to him he didn't know if people here knew about this sort of thing or if it was just that he was rare case and he just happened across another person who was the same as him. Either way he didn't care at the moment this was a chance to learn more and Asmo seemed nice. This could be his way of showing his father that he wasn't a total failure if he could master this power. “C-c-c-can you teach m-m-m-me how to use this? P-p-p-please?”

As he spoke those words his mask turned back into a staff and stuck into the ground in front of him. This would be the start of Christoph turning himself into a different person this would be his first step in becoming a stronger person. He slowly reached out and took a firm grasp of his staff and looked at Asmo hoping that the boy would say yes and the two of them could train.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon watched as Christ attempted to gather what resolve he could manage to calm himself. Once this was done and Christ began to speak once more Asmoskon realized that the way the boy spoke wasn't entirely due to how surprised and caught off guard he was, but was simply a stutter. Asmoskon made sure to remember this and not pursue the fact further wishing not to offend Christoph. Now listening to the first question Asmoskon was quite puzzled. The fact that the staff which Asmoskon assumed to be Christ's spiritual weapon which once again now was within his grasp the boy himself had no idea. This meant that Christ most likely had no knowledge and was simply go off of his instincts something Asmoskon felt reviled incredible potential.

Once Christ had asked if Asmoskon would teach him how to use the staff the Quincy realized that he might have rushed things slightly or that Christ was actually eager. None the less Asmoskon knew that for true improvement in his actually ability he would need a Fullbringer like Kazura to instruct Christ not himself. However, helping Christ develop his most essential factors was something Asmoskon felt he could do which well. "Well Christ a spiritual weapon can be pretty much anything. In your case I'm willing to bet that it's the staff you hold right now. Let me make this clear before I continue Christ. The human world that we live in is not the only plain of existence."

Asmoskon looked down at Christ as he spoke calmly yet seriously to make sure that Christ didn't get so overwhelmed, but he wouldn't think Asmoskon was simply toying with him either. "There are very few in our world that have the ability to interact and make a difference. You are one of those individuals Christoph. There is good and bad in this world and others and its our job as those with the abilities to stop the bad from inflicting harm." Asmoskon extended his right hand to the side indicating for Christ to look at his hand. Focusing his reiatsu in the next moment Asmoskon's Quincy bow appears within his hand.

"This is my spiritual weapon Christ I'm a human who is special just like you are. Now if you wish to learn how to become strong and make sure that no one can treat others or you badly again your going to need to develop yourself and train hard. Make no mistake I don't believe I can help you develop your understanding of the staff, but I can help you train to become stronger. Would you be willing to train and become strong Crhistoph?"

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Christoph listened to what Asmo said and nodded he was shocked to learn that he wasn't alone in this world at all and that others shared the same kind of power as he did. He tightened the grip on his staff and held it closer to him as Asmo spoke. He hung on each of his words as if they all held a deep meaning. When he learned about other plains of existence he wondered if Asmo spoke about heaven and hell and that they were real. If that was true then did that mean that the devil and god were real as well there were so many questions to ask and so little answers, but he couldn't let that get in his way at the moment right now he needed to train.

Christoph watched Asmo form his bow into his hand. This was a shock to him as it was so different from his own weapon if this was true then he wondered what other kind of weapons there were and why he got stuck with such a close range weapon he would rather have something that allowed him to fight at a long range instead of being a close up fighter. That was the way life was though it seemed constantly forcing him to have the worst luck. Christoph smiled at Asmo and nodded his head. “Y-y-y-yes I would b-b-b-be p-p-p-please train me. I-I-I-I-I'll do anything.”

(ooc: Brain dead on what I should do sorry.)

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon could easily see that he had Christoph's full attention and knew his words were going to be ones that Christ would never forget. Once Asmoskon finished speaking he watched as everything he spoke of sank into Christoph mind. It was plain to easy that Christ had dozens of questions rushing throughout his mind it was simply the look Asmoskon saw in his eyes. Once the grasp tightened around his staff Asmoskon knew that Christ wasn't going to turn away.

"Alright well for right now there's only really one type of training I can give you Christ." Asmoskon moving his left hand over to the right of his chest slightly pulls back on the bowstring forming an arrow of his dark red reiatsu. Starring Christ directly in the eyes Asmoskon's own now void of the comparison and empathy only to be replaced by sternness and threat. "This training revolves around your speed, instincts and ability to dodge. Until I deem you are to run and hide from me. Continue to dodge any arrow that I shot. Now Christoph RUN!"

Asmoskon wasn't completely sure if Christ was going to be able to simply run away after hearing everything he had just said however he knew that if anything else Christ was going to need to think on his feet to become stronger. Asmoskon would wait for a few seconds after Christ started to run to take aim and fire after him. The first shot however Asmoskon planned to purposely miss firing to the side of Christ to imply even further that this training was serious. "Hopefully nothing bad happens I'm just going to need to put a little pressure on him for this to really work."

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Still holding the staff in his hands he saw Asmo pull an arrow back from his bow and aimed it at him. His blood started to pump as his eyes widened as he heard what Asmo said about wanting him to run and hide to dodge the arrows. The moment he heard Asmo scream run, he bolted away and tried to run from the arrows. This wasn't the kind of training that he thought he would end up getting, he was hoping maybe something easy like jumping jacks or maybe running around the lake to build up his speed not have him running away from arrows.

As he ran he moved to the left just dodging the first arrow seeing it pass him. The arrow did rip a hole in the side of his shirt, but he was happy that he didn't get hit. An actual smile grew across his face as he kept on running, while he did feel some fear from the arrows that Asmo was firing at him, he also started to feel some happiness as he just dodged the first attack. He still had doubts as to how this would actually help him, he didn't know much about fighting so he assumed that running away from a fight and dodging an attack was counter productive to what he wanted to do.

As he ran he could feel his legs getting tired and his breathing getting heavier and heavier with each step he took. Changing direction he ran towards the trees another arrow passing him as well. Chris jumped behind a tree and rolled on the grass as he sat behind it trying to catch his breath. His heart was racing as he tried to calm down a bit so he could keep on running. He had gotten luck and dodge the arrows only using luck not his skill or his instinct. He waited there as he rested seeing what Asmo would do next.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon watched as Christoph rushed away. It did seem rather heartless and just plain mean what he had done. Yet Asmoskon knew that the spiritual world wasn't going to play nice with him and the sooner Christ could adept and become strong the better. That was the meaning of this training. In order to see what Christ was made of Asmoskon planned to push him to the limits or draw out some kind of counter from the Fullbringer. Asmoskon had followed after Christ as he disappeared into the forest. Coming upon a small amount of white clothe Asmoskon knew that he was following Christ.

It only took a few more steps until Asmoskon was barely a few meters away. Once the distance was closed Asmoskon could heard the heavy breathing of the Fullbringer. Drawing back his bowstring and gathering his reiatsu once again Asmoskon fires off an arrow aimed to strike behind the tree that Christ was leaning against. This would effectively make the arrow strike right in front of Christ only to the left slightly. Asmoskon repeated the same action in what seemed like less than a moment only this time aiming on the opposite side of the tree.

Remaining Reiatsu: 760/800 ~2 Arrow~ (From the last post) ~2 Arrows~

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Taking in a deep breath he looked up and around him to see if it was all clear, for a moment he thought that he had lost Asmo and he needed to go back to find him. Training like this wasn't fun, he could feel his chest tighten as his breaths became more frantic with each moment that passed. His though of escaping Asmo soon vanished as his eyes saw an arrow fly past him and strike the tree he was leaning on, Asmo had found him and was shooting the arrows really close to him this time. It seemed as if this arrow was no longer a warning shot and was aimed to kill him.

Chris was afraid, but he didn't have the time to be afraid for long the next arrow was coming, he could see it as it traveled towards him, he didn't know that it was aimed off to the side, but his body running on instinct at that point made him move downward and away from the arrow. He had ducked without thinking about it, but he wasn't sure what was next all he knew that standing there wasn't going to do him any good. He hand to move, but to where? He assumed that the trees would offer him some coverage, but it seemed as if that was wrong.

Still he ran holding his staff in his hands as he tried to think what to do. He would get nowhere if he just ran, until he passed out. He had to do something or else he might get hurt. I could always hit him back..... That thought crossed his mind as he ran looking for where Asmo was, he didn't want to do it, but if he did nothing then it would be a waste wouldn't it? Desperately he looked around to see if he could spot Asmo, but he found nothing as he ran. He ended up back were he started out in the open.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon made sure this time to keep a close eye on Christ's movements. He had kept up with the Fullbringer for a few minutes then fell back making sure that Christ wouldn't be able to find him if he chose too. It took a few more minutes to actually find out which way Christ had gone. Once Asmoskon did however he realized that Christ had rush back to where he and him had met only about fifteen minutes previously. Making his way back to the surrounding Asmoskon looked in from the tree line to see Christ.

Taking aim once again while drawing back the bowstring Asmoskon releases one arrow followed a moment after by a twin. The first arrow was aimed to strike Christ in the back of his left thigh. This wound wouldn't be fatal, but would be incredible painful. The twin of the first arrow was planned to strike Christ in his right shoulder joint. Asmoskon hoped that Christ wouldn't be offended or permanently damaged from his arrows. In all truth Asmoskon already hated what he was doing simply because he was firing from a back angle.

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Out in the open it seemed as if he was safe. His heart was racing and it hurt, his chest hurt a lot from all this running it was if his heart was ready to give out and he would pass out in the middle of the clearing by the lake. Chris was scared, the fear was keeping him going, Asmo had said that he wanted to help him, but right now he felt as if he was being hunted by Asmo more than Asmo training him to be faster and have a better reaction time.

That's when he felt something hit the back of his leg. Pain shot up his entire body as he dropped to the ground trying to keep his leg from bleeding so much. Asmo's arrow ripped right through his body the one arrow that was aimed for his shoulder missed as Christoph fell to the ground before that one hit. Crying out in pain he couldn't think much more about running. His cries of pain would echo out in the forest. His staff would stand upright next to him as he continued to cry out in pain.