Twin Perma (Joint training Closed Siggy and Schala )

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The sun rose up over Karakura town, a few beams of light hit the might Uzaki Enterprises and entered the room the belonged to Siegfried, however the room was dead. The sound of his alarm clock went off, and unlike every morning Siegfried didn't grab the alarm clock and smash it to force it to be silent. No the alarm continued to go off as a bit more light entered the room it became clear that the room was empty. Not only that Siegfried was no where to be seen inside the entire building, the training hall deep underground that usually held Siegfried early in the mornings was vacant. The young fullbringer wasn't training like he normally was.

Siegfried was in the middle of a forest staring into a lake, however those that knew him would say he looked strange. He lacked the normal armor that he wore all the time, instead he had on a long white shirt with white pants and a pair of white boots. However he still had his green arm guards on, no matter the situation he would never be without them. In his hands he had a bouquet of flowers and an old silver ring with a blood red stone in the center, but why was he out here so early in the morning? What could of driven the young fullbringer to come out into the forest without his armor and in clothing not suited for training?

Looking over the lake he dropped a flower into the still lake creating small ripples on the still lake .“My dearest Alexia how many morrows hath it been since I last gazed upon thy face. How cruel hath fate been to us, twas all our long nights by the moonlight all for naught? I still hath not forgotten thee nor thy day of birth.” A small tear rolled down his face “Happy birthday my love Alexia, I will cherish the memories I made with thee.” With the last words spoken he let go of the bouquet of flowers letting them fall into the lake. With his hands all but empty he hesitated to toss the ring in as well. The ring he was going to use to propose to her with. Even though he had no idea where she was now given how long he had been sleeping he couldn't throw away the ring he had gotten for her, because no matter what she was any always will be his first love.

Slowly stepping away he kept a somber look on his face not wanting to spend more time near the lake. However something was off, he felt as if something or someone else was there around him. In a loud and firm voice he called out “come out from from where thee are hiding.” He looked around to see who or what was around him. A small breeze rustled the leafs of the trees all around, even in the early morning the sunlight was more than enough to see all around him, yet something was there or someone. “Dost thee like to watch others in moments that are private? Come out from thy hiding spot.”

(OOC: Training for CTP)

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Strength ☣ [250] Points

Speed ☣ [150] Points

Spiritual Pressure ☣ [50]x1.5=75Points

Reiatsu Strength ☣ [5]Points

Light Aura ☣ [95]

Dark Aura ☣ [5]

Instinct ☣ [100] Points

Senses ☣ [100] Points

Energy sensory ☣ [0] points

Healing Expertise ☣ [0] points

memory:1
Battle analysis :1
Strength of Will:1
Chains:1
Poison resist:1
Bleeding Tolerance:1

[Schala Alexandria]

OOC: CTP  Training.

IC:

A gentle breeze flew through the depths of the woods in Karakura town. A town in which spiritual activity was constantly on the flux from what she had been told before venturing out. The world of the living had certainly changed through the passage of time since the last time she'd been able to walk in within its boundaries. From stone and mud masonry castles and to concrete and steel towers the technological advances that the human race was capable of was surely frightening. More structures took the place of nature rather than using nature to its up most potential. Although she had been prepared from the Academy to actually visit a new world was quite daunting. Looking back to the little memories she had lingering about in her mind, from those that the Shinigami could remember were probably all but gone now. Besides from the obvious change around her she felt more at home when passing through the woods.

The only concept that remained indifferent regardless of human activity. Artificial plants and stem cell research some if not all living organisms have been compromised under the hands of human nature. All the more reason being in the woods felt more familiar than in the city.  Schala did find it strangely humorous as well as frightening, but nonetheless, it was a wonderful sensation to find herself back. Yet, that sensation had to be short lived while monitoring her surroundings for spiritual activity. For now her reason for being in the world of the living was merely to survey her new post when she received her Zanpakuto. As a Knight in her previous life the training forbid her from lolligagging around the Seireitei when there were things that had to be done. She took it upon herself to scan the environment for Hollow activity while she whilst herself past the still trees.

It tugged short skirt to press it lightly against her bare legs. All resulted in a single hand to brush the strains of hair away from her sights when her sensory locked onto an unappealing reiatsu. A higher form of life in the middle of the woods? A human? A Hollow? Or possibly worst case scenario, either a Quincy or an Arrancar. Her sensory was beyond being perfected so at this time it was being used mostly as a means of detection. Sensing humans and Hollows was a simple task since she has been around humans for a majority of her time during her venture and Hollows when she took on the final exam. However, for Quincys and Arrancars would surely let out a distinct aura, but she couldn't tell. And she wasn't going to take chances if it was one or the other. Should it be an ordinary human then she could explain her reasoning, if not, then best take the chance to deliver the first blow.

Her golden brown hair caught within the swaying wind as her breath stilled. The blunt Rapier leveled over her dominant right shoulder. Her stance lowered and focus trained on the source. The thick brush before her kept the target out of her sights but her sensory told her otherwise. A voice called out to only solidify her reasoning and narrowed down the possible race of her target. She waited for the wind to cease before launching herself from her hidden spot to target the man's midsection. Wait. A man? Through her swift motion she caught glimpses of his attire and facial features. No Hollow hole. No white garments or a cross like item. This man wasn't either one. So, with that in mind the Shinigami brought herself to a halt before him with her Rapier drawn out before her. The sharpened edge cast a small glare of its own to the ground from the little sunlight that managed to peek through the layers of tree branches.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" the Princess spoke softly at the odd man. She would until he answered before making her own move again, however, her guard remained. The blunt object extended outwardly to be used a means to keep a safe distance between them. Those pools of sapphire in her eyes kept a firm but keen look about them as they scanned the man and his demeanor. Even as the two would trade words she kept herself vigilant and active rather than being at ease. She would have to see how the situation turns before moving about again, but she was already prepared.
 

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{Stats and Skills - For Reference}

Rank 1 : Perma Release:


Strength : 50

Speed : 50

Spiritual Pressure : 125 +(50%) = 187

Reiatsu Strength : 25

Light Aura : 50

Dark Aura : 50

Instinct : 50

Senses : 100

Energy sensory : 50

Healing Expertise : 0

Total SP: 450


Skills:

1. Weapons - Rapier : 1

2. Battle Analysis : 1

3. Analysis : 1

4. Battle - Parry : 1

5. Acrobatics : 1

6. Strength of Will : 1

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The moment she stepped out into the opening he could see that it was woman with a blade. However she made him freeze right where he was standing, a sense of wonder and fear came over him at the same time. Her face was exactly the same as Alexia. Her hair was a golden brown and her eyes a bright blue as the ocean. Alexia's hair was a bright blond and her eyes green. Still he couldn't believe his gray eyes this woman with the blade looked exactly like his old love. In a daze he slowly uttered out a single word. “Alexia......”

His mind slowly drifted to past visions of the times he had spent with Alexia. His eyes glazed over as he recalled all the good memories he had with her. Each memory quickly flashed quickly by, they lingered no longer than a moment before another played in his mind, and as they continued to go by rapidly the one of his first kiss with Alexia came flooding back. The smell of smoke filled the room, the heat off of the flames warmed his body and the taste of blood hung on his lips softly as the two of them leaned closer. His hand slowly went around her waist as her arms wrapped around his neck, their lips were just a breath apart from one another. As they slowly leaned in to finally kiss he heard a voice and the illusion was broken.

The woman's words had snapped him out from his memory, it was a sudden shock to be brought back to the real world. Her voice was different, to what he remembered Alexia sounded like. Her words were stern and demanding along with her holding out a blade towards him. Now understanding the true meaning of her words and actions. She had dared to draw a blade to him while unarmed and spoke to him in such a cold and rude manor. There was no mistaking her actions as anything else but a request to duel him. Normally he would be more than happy to accept a duel however the way she went about doing it made him furious.

“Thou hast dared to challenge I to a duel in such a rude fashion? I hope thee hast prepared thyself for the loss.” Taking in a deep breath he launched himself forward towards the young lady holding the blade at him. He was much faster than most normal humans, infact after that day with the most strange modern princess he felt that a majority of his power had returned to him, but his blessing still was acting up and right now he knew that he couldn't use it to fight, but against her he didn't need his own blessing.

Once in range of her blade he quickly hit it to the side using the back of his hand and his full strength. More likely than not the blade would be quickly tossed to the side by the sheer strength of his own attack, but he wasn't just going to disarm her, he needed to prove a point that one does not simply call him out on a duel while he is unarmed. The same hand that hit the blade would quickly turn to grab her wrist, not using his strength to hurt her, but instead to hold her arm in place as the rest of him got in close. His free hand would reach at her neck landing on her lower neck and collar bone. His fingers would cup her neck, but not squeeze her. His eyes would lock in on her own and his expression would be serious as he stopped moving.

“Thou hast lost this duel, lower thy weapon and give answer as to why thee would dare to challenge a knight of Lord Kazura in the forest.” His words were soft, he didn't want to further a pointless fight like this, there was no honor in beating someone weaker than himself nor did he want to strike at her given her resemblance to Alexia. He had no idea that he was in the wrong at the moment, he simply assumed that he was challenged to a duel by this woman and took it upon himself to end the duel as fast as he could. Schala could see a bit of annoyance in his face given how close he was to her at the moment. This annoyance came from the fact that she looked so much like Alexia, yet he was able to over power her in mere seconds.

[Schala Alexandria]

The Princess came to when realizing the mistake that was made on her part. With little to no information she darted toward a defenseless individual who was simply pacing around in the woods with his own thoughts. What an utter mistake that Schala must apologize and would have when the man took on a firm offensive stance. His tone was certainly fierce as expected from someone who was just wronged. But it didn't remove the fact that Schala scanned the man's body language. Schala had committed a wrong and was more than happy to right it, however, seemed as though the man wasn't going to give her the opportunity to explain herself. Too late for that for the moment at least, until she was able to find a more suitable opportunity to actually speak.

The Shinigami cocked back her left foot, recognizing that stepping off her dominant leg would be a less suitable means in avoiding an attack. But there was a secondary reason to her single step back. She wasn't giving the man any ground. Her eyes darting from the man's figure for the subtle clues that all humans provide when about to move. And that was where her twin capabilities tied into one another. Muscles tensed and shin arched to provided the information that she needed, however, what she was prepared for was an engagement of equal ability. Unfortunately for her that wasn't the case. She had to experience his motions to actually recognize the difference in potential. To feel the brute force that broke through her spiritual pressure and taking hold of her wrist. The amount of physical strength the man wielded was definitely beyond her.

In any normal circumstances Schala would have been pinned to the ground and submissive to the man's desires, but that wouldn't be the case when witnessing a Princess who knew how to use her abilities to their upmost. If anything that her instructor had instilled into her was the fact that ability alone will only get you so far, but utilizing them with skills and experience can push an individual beyond the average means. He was stronger, he was faster, but at the moment he was also ignorant, and Schala was going to put it to use. Not for a moment did her guard drop. A moments shock from his physical capabilities did throw her for a loop, but nothing she hasn't been a witness to in Soul Society. Therefore, she used what man possessed to carry out her own initiative.

Her practice rapier was breached and tossed to the side, One, a near snapping lock onto her wrist, Two, then would come the jerking motion that would have the man position himself into her personal space for the pin, which was when she made her move, Three. Each step of the way Schala kept her will focused on the man's footwork and posture. Each step, each move that he made had a pattern in which Schala's analysis picked up on, a basic three point maneuver that led into a take down. A hand to hand tactic which she seen too often back at the academy. So she knew what she had to do in her situation. She simply moved with the man as a duet, or like a partner in a dance. She anticipated the next move thus using his own jerking motion to spring back into action.

The amount of strength applied wasn't enough to due her harm, which she thought was strange, but still gave her the force required to enact her pull back effect. It was that motion that allowed Schala to harness her own body weight, while simultaneously luring herself back into his grapple of her neck, that would cause the man to stumble forward. That was only a single motion that needed to be done in order to complete her overall counter. With the amount of strength that was used to lung forward her force her down, it was his own pursuit of her that enabled to use the entirety of her body to jerk the man further than what was intended. His strength was quite formidable and against her measly physical strength there would be no means of resisting his lure. However, with his strength combined with her weight would have set her into a position to coil her legs around the length of the man's arm, while simultaneously bringing herself down with the man stumbling forward due to the quick faint. It was all caused by displacing his center of gravity that eventually caused his stumble from his own force combined with the recoil and her own weight, including the position that she forced him into.

Even so, her neck had to be protected from his grip, which all the more reason she brought her chin down onto her collar bone during their plummet to form a small barrier in front of her slender throat. Before her back even made contact with the grassy surface her spine was curved round to have herself roll backwards into over her own head with the man following closely behind, or rather flying over her body. Upon landing her body would have been positioned at a 25 degree angle when he would have stumbled near the floor. This little detail allowed the Shinigami to continue using that momentum to bring the man hurling over her into a full front flip. This made it more possible due the limited flexibility of her skill in acrobatics. While not being able to initiate incredible feats now, her body possessed a level of flexibility that can allow her to bend her body into varies positions. Undoubtedly his grip wouldn't loosen from the simple maneuvers that she had caught in him, which was why during his sheep hurdle both of Schala's hands would have been locked onto his own wrists. Now this wouldn't be the woman's attempt to out muscle his grip, nope, instead her fingers would apply pressure to the surfaces located on the sides of his joint that interlocked his hand to his wrist.

That small but sensitive area was also a pressure point that Schala exploited when rolling back while drilling her hand in a reverse screw motion. These two working actions were definitely important when going against a stronger opponent, since Schala was no match for his superior fighting strength. Whether it remained true or not was something that she had to witness for herself, but all the while if successful then all Schala would have done was to continue with her back roll to distance herself with another five feet, and drawing her arms forward in a stance similar to professional fencers, but unarmed. Yet, it wasn't in a aggressive manner as she took the pause to actually look over the situation properly with the man in full view, "I do apologize sir, but I thought you were one them. Those that refer to themselves as Arrancars or Qunicies. I just had to be certain before being caught by surprised." she spoke sincerely as her defensive stance remained to question what the man's next move would be.

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He was quite taken back when she guarded from his grab. She had moved as he did, even though he was much faster than she was. However her attempt to cause him to stumble wouldn't work exactly the way she wanted it to. While he did stumble a bit from her quick motion she made a mistake when she wrapped her legs around his arm. He slammed his feet into the ground and bent his knees putting his center of gravity lower than it was before, at the same time he rose his arm and kept it straight holding her up in the air. His strength allowed him to do so without breaking a sweat. His eyes looked at her's and he smiled for a moment.

He had the opportunity to attack, but he didn't, no this was not how it was to be. While he was still upset at her raising her blade to him in an attempt to threaten he wasn't going to lash back given that she had skill. She was someone who he had to fight on equal grounds and not attack on an unfair advantage. “I shall release thee so we may speak.” His voice was soft and his expression was sincere, he looked at her with his eyes filled with kindness and not with the rage he had moments before. After a short pause he let his grip on her wrist go and extended out his other hand for her to take to regain her balance from coming off of his arm. He wasn't going to let her fall, after all he had his code to follow.

When she finally had her two feet on the ground he took a step back, his clothing a little dirt from the exchange just now. Taking a better glance at his new acquaintance. From her clothing it seemed like she had some relationship with those strange warriors in black that had attacked him and his old teacher so many years ago. Still he didn't think that she was as bad as them, given she hadn't tried to attack him from behind when he wasn't looking, something that one of those others did before. For now she seemed to be better than that group even if he never knew who they really were.

He would be the first to say something to the stranger however, not giving her the chance to speak. “Who are thee and why hast thee chosen to point thy blade at I? Doest thou know thee points a blade at the knight of lord Kazura?” He laid out some simple questions to try to understand who this girl was before him. Why she had in a sense challenged him to a duel and more importantly why did she look so much like his former love that he was desperately trying to forget. The one remnant of the past that he couldn't let go and right here before him was something that was reminding him of her.

[Schala Alexandria]

Silence reigned over the their area. Much like how things were during the life she knew of before her waking on the other side. She found things to be the same and yet different as well. With those differences came new dangers. Those forms of dangers a new perspective was needed. However, this time her assumption was wrong and brought upon a dangerous result that could mean harm for the two. Good for her that she halt her advance, but, in turn the man brought his own arms to call upon in order to defend himself. There was justice and was necessary for him to seek it out.

His stance was dropped to bring stability. The arm that was suppose to be dropped and tumbled over remained firm. Kazura's warrior held strong with ease, meaning he wielded great strength as well as strength. He spoke. An offering that would enable them to trade words rather than blades for the time being, but knowing what she does about man that the Knight works for was still quite troubling. She had to be cautious. Her wits about her as both legs found refuge on the grass below, then paced back to take hold of her practice Rapier. The blunt instrument retained no damage from the earlier confrontation. Schala kept her distance from the man after a quick cleanse of her robes, then spoke, "Your presence is quite astonishing despite being what you are. My studies placed you under suspicion of being an Arrancar. An evolved form of a Hollow." she answered calmly to his soft tone.

The Princess took on a stance that resembled further than that of an ordinary knight. One held with elegance and purpose. Her left foot directed while her favored leg rests adjacent. A single arm was cranked behind her hip as her other posed vertically up front with rapier in hand. She continued on, "Because of the nature of your aura I had to insure that the people of the city will be safe by investigating, and if necessary eliminate the threat. However, based upon my findings you do not posses the features or characteristics that an Arrancar would have." And that was correct actually.

The man was not marked by a bone fragment which reports stated. A hole which many of their race would still retain was no where in sight, though, it may be hidden. The Princess could only go based on what she knows and cross reference with what she learned from the Academy. Despite all of that there was the single name that was cause for alarm, "Kazura." Frankly she didn't know the man but from all that was known about him was the purpose of proceeding with extreme caution. Kazura Industries was a vendor of sorts, in which Soul Society was being targeted by. So if the man served Kazura, then perhaps.. "I am Schala Alexandria, a Shinigami of Soul Society. And I am here to protect this city."

She too was a knight, but not for a single man but too all that needed a sword and shield to wield. From the times that she could remember of her past she saw instances she captured those who did evil onto others. She brought them to see justice and brought it to those who had none. Little did she remember but one thing for sure that everyone deserved justice and regardless of who it was she was going to bring it upon them. Even if it was this "Kazura" individual, "You said the name -Kazura-? Does this refer to Kazura Uzaki? The same man responsible for crimes against Soul Society?" Interference with Shinigami deployment, assault on the Shinigami themselves, and possible murder charges.

Without a doubt there must have been reasons and Schala wasn't one to draw conclusions until she had all the necessary information. If out of self-defense then by all means that humans have every right to protect themselves until the Shinigami arrive to help. Something didn't correct about how things were. Thus....

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While he listened to what this strange female with the face of his former love speak he was taken back by some of the words she was using. Hollow, arrancar, evolution. He didn't understand what it all meant. He was puzzled by it, this wasn't the first time some words were used that he didn't understand and he knew that it wouldn't be the last. Still he had to correct her on what he was. “My dear lady I am a knight, blessed by the lord and upon his mercy I hath been granted the power to slay demons that attack the lands of my king.” He was human, but he didn't know that there were other races out there that looked human but weren't.

She continued on speaking more words that didn't make sense to him. He wanted to stop her however he knew that whatever she was saying had to have some importance. So he kept quiet, till she gave her name. He lowered his head in respect as she gave it and replied back. “I am Siegfried Hoffman former knight of king Alfred the Great and current knight to Kazura.” If She knew anything about history he would of dated himself with how old he was right then and there. If she did some simple math she would have been able to figure out that he was over a thousand years old yet he looked no older than a young man.

Finally he heard a word that made him wonder what she was. Shingami. While here he had heard that word before, however it was used to speak of those who carried the souls to the after life. In his own words a grim reaper. Yet this woman looked nothing like the images he had been shown in his time. She had flesh and blood. Bright eyes and hair. She wasn't a skeleton in a robe carrying around a scythe hunting down the souls of the living. No she looked like a normal human, one with great skill, but still a normal human. Before he could ask her the meaning behind the word however he heard her speak of his king, and he wasn't happy about it at all.

He held back his temper when she spoke of Kazura in an ill light. For now he had too many questions that needed answers to be able to let his temper get the better of him. “Yes, he is my king and I am his blade. Thou speakith of crimes he hath committed, yet I hath been attacked by those who ware the same garb as thee.” He pointed to her black uniform. It was true that in the past he had encounter other shingamis. Most of them hostile, they all wore the same type of clothing. Yet none of them ever said who or what they were. He assumed that they were assassins trying to kill him for some reason. Maybe they were after the life of his king and needed him out of the way. Either way he kept his guard up as he hadn't had pleasant encounters with her kind before.

“Fair maiden I ask of thee who aret thou and what is a Shingami? I hath thy name, but not thy story. I can not allow a knight to lay claim to defend the land of my king without knowing who they are. In return you may ask me any question thou sees fit. Dost my offer seem just to thee?” This was a way to break the ice. He had to know who this woman was, because of her face. If it had been another face he would of turned them away. However it pains him to see so much of his former love staring back at him. He knew that she wasn't Alexia, but he couldn't help to stare at her face so much.

[Schala Alexandria]

A blade for Kazura and lands of his King? She spent the time to analyze each of his statements to train her mind and senses. The Shinigami's footing remained in motion ever so slightly with her weapon in her guarded position. It stilled even as she motioned herself to the side with her unwavering gaze. And from what her analysis was able to pick up from his accent and intel he was indeed quite old. A Knight of Old, just as she was. So they did have something in common even as their purposes and duties were different. The man that stood before her served a single individual who claimed to serve the people. Schala fought nether for Soul Society nor herself, but rather for the people who were wronged by injustice, and to protect the salvation of the souls that needed to pass on. From the obvious means it is through Zanpakuto that the souls could be saved, including that of the Hollows.

From the documentations that were needed to be known to pass into the world of the living, the information gathered on Kazura were cross referenced with reports from other Shinigami that encountered the man, or associates. Hollows were being destroyed without the possibility of salvation. Kazura's people were damning the souls into oblivion. This man, Sir Hoffman, was assisting in such a cause, but perhaps he didn't know. Perhaps he did. She had to find out taking in deep breaths as her guard remained ever vigilant.

"I do sincerely apologize for the actions that were committed by the other Shinigami, though I know that my words will hold little to no weight. Such a thing is understandable. However, for your current Retainer, Sir Uzaki, is great harm in the balance of the souls that can be saved." Her words were soft but straight forward and firm. She thought a bit. Then went on to insure what she meant was interpreted correctly. "The souls of those who are seeking peace, to sleep, is only attainable through the power that we, the Shinigami, posses. We assist those that pass on a means to reach the other side. Or in other words, Avalon." A Knight of old may possibly not know of what she meant about the after life. Her knowledge limited to what she reviewed during her history classes, although brief they were.

Yes. It was their duty, her duty to insure that the Souls of all were able to pass on without incident, to find peace. This condition, responsibility, the Shinigamis had taken on went for the Hollows as well. Yet, the more she thought about it the more it made sense. Hollows grew in numbers and not all of them could be tracked. Shinigamis are guardians that escorted the dead to Soul Society to begin anew. A means of a peaceful life. That was the purpose. "The creatures with the white masks, Hollows, are souls of humans who lost their way. Tormented spirits that can not find peace nor rest, which is why we Shinigamis exist. Through our power they can be saved and brought back to sanity." she carried on. Did he understand?

Not much longer from her statement that a cry for help, the cry of a young woman. Her trained ears perked as a familiar presence emerged into her sensory. She need not the use of percision as the cry for help came from the East, further into the depths of the woods. A Hollow. No. Not just one, but a trio? There was more than one she was certain of but how strong were they she wasn't sure of. Like blots of ink on a sheet of darkened paper it was difficult to get an accurate reading on their numbers and strength. "No." she spoke ever so softly before entering into a sprint to give chase.

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When she stopped for a moment to think what next to say to him, he spoke to her. “ I accept thy apology for those that you call your brethren, I shall not accept the idea that you another knight can know of what the state of the souls of the long departed are in. For that is something only god himself knows.” His words weren't meant to offend her, however he was simply stating his own fact, the fact that to him there was no way another mortal could know what was god's plan, and there was the big issue between the two. Siegfried had no idea that the woman he was talking to was a spirit.

When she continued on he held himself back from call out out what he assumed were her lies. He wanted to say if her order of knights were able to obtain a way to save a soul and send it to the paradise of god, then surely his previous king or his current one would of found a way to do it was well. To him it was a blatant lie that she was telling him, however he did feel the sense of sincerity coming from her words. She believed that what she spoke was the truth and that she had the power to save those souls lost. Taking a deep breath he tried to calm himself. There would be no arguing with someone who believed so much in a false truth. He knew it wasn't her fault, she had just been mislead.

Finally she started to speak of the demons, the foul creatures that plagued the land. Once more she like those before her that he had met referred to the demons as hollows. He stopped himself from correcting her before listing to what she had to say. Once more it was words of them being able to be saved by their power and that they were just lost souls. He couldn't believe what she was saying. No he wouldn't accept it, they were demons damned creatures from hell not lost souls that needed to be saved. They needed to be purged from the world with any means necessary.

Before he could retort to her words he heard it. The sound of a woman screaming out for help. Without even saying a word he ran off towards the sounds of the screams. He knew that he would have to apologize to Schala for his sudden departure, but he knew that a knight like him would understand the need to act right away. The life of an innocent was in danger, there would be time for pleasantries later after they were safe. As the woman came into sight he saw it,no not just one there were at least three of the wretched demons after her.

“Begone foul demons.” He roared out as he unleashed his fullbring jumping in between her and the demons. Two long chains unraveled from his wrists. By crossing his arms, pulling on the chains he controlled both ends of the chains where the daggers was attached to, to slice the necks of two of the demons killing them. As he landed he looked the third demon in the eyes. “Thou hath dared to attack this land? Thy will pay foul demon. Prepare thy self for the end.”

[Schala Alexandria]

White masks. Amber like eyes that peer through the bone material that made up their sockets. Caught in a trance, mesmerized by the fleeting humans that they gave chase to. Living humans, their souls, that is what they sought out into order to fill the emptiness that plagued their existence. They too were once pure souls before they were torn apart by their ill willed fate. These were the creatures that Schala had to do battle with in order to save those that they sought to devour. To end their nightmarish state of existence that they were forced to take on in the afterlife. Sad souls that were victims themselves to the cruelty that was brought upon them.

Schala's purpose was to serve out justice, and defend those that could not defend themselves. Not only as a Knight but as a Shinigami. With her stood a man, a fellow Knight from an age which time seemed to have forgotten. Fighting along side the man, Siegfried, proved to be beneficial for the Shinigami in her current state. Seemingly that her experience of combat outmatched his own, due to being trained both in life and in physical death, wouldn't be enough to face the foes that went rampant in the forest. Despite his ignorance to how the world really was she wouldn't deny his assistance. Indeed, his capabilities surpassed her own for the time being, regardless, it wouldn't have cease the duties that were handed down to her.

After the cries they went after, with the old Knight taking the lead. Ahead, through the brushes, a small group of Hollows gave chase to a small family. The creatures remained close behind the couple with their small girl, at least until the male intercepted them. His speed and strength would sufficient without much effort against their foes. To her eyes she knew that the family were among the living. They lacked spirit chains. A family that were fleeing an unseen terror that came crashing through the forest behind them until Siegfried arrived. So to them he was seen as the hero, and her, for Schala, an empty space.

For the Shinigami to say something to the family was unnecessary, regardless of the human habit of concern for her fellows. They will never hear her words. No, not a single sounds that she did will make it to their ears. Only her actions would be seen as an opposing force against what seemed to do them harm. This was her duty, to protect those that came into danger. This was her justice. Siegfried took to the front as the vanguard, Schala took to the rearguard. Her abilities at the time wouldn't be suited for frontal assaults. If anything she'd be situated best to defend the family, so she remained close. "Whatever you do, do not destroy the Hollows. Allow me to finish them to purify them." she called out.

Perhaps easier said than done. Five Hollows they were dealing with in total. Three were on the man, while she dealt with the remaining two that fled past the man's defenses while he was caring for his bunch. Her rapier brought up to match her shoulder's level, its tip directed forward with her best right foot. Her targets waltzing up to her position slowly as if they were sizing her up. No matter, she had a duty to perform. The creatures were lost souls that could still find redemption if their previous lives were deemed "good." How would she know wasn't the case, but the power that came with the Zanpakuto. Her weapon.

Although not a proper Zanpakuto, as it is a training weapon, it still maintained its properties in performing the sending. If they could be saved, even a small glimmer of hope, she will perform it for them. First things first though, she had to defeat them in order to do so. Before her stood the Hollows, a snarling Tiger and a antagonized Grizzly Bear. The Bear was the first to lash out at its interceptor, only to be answered with a faint before whisking herself under its arm and a side swipe across its cheek bone. It snarled with dissatisfaction from her quick response, but didn't fare well with the Tiger. It too swiped at the woman, tearing at her sleeve. Two against one. Didn't seem to fair well for the Princess.

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Before her words reached his ears the blades of his chains had already done the deed she asked him not to. Even though he heard her request he knew that demons were not to be taken lightly. He had no grace to give her the chance to deliver the finishing blow. Even if he did have the option to give it to her he wouldn't. This was his pride on the line, to give the last blow to another was denying his own honor in a battle against the demons. He had nothing against her, rather he admired her for jumping into combat with him, however the honor of slaying a demon belonged to those who earned it not who asked.

The blades quickly sliced the necks of the demons spilling their blood on the ground. Causing them to reel back and try to stop from bleeding out, yet he knew the cuts were too deep to survive from. With two taken care of he drew his attention to the last one before him. Yet as he looked he saw that Schala took a swipe to the arm tearing away at her cloth. He took a deep breath before vanishing in a flash of light and appeared between Schala and the two hollows now joined by the other. His face was stern and fierce as he looked down the demons before him.

“Are thee hurt lady Schala?” His voice was calm while he waited for her response. “Thou foul demons hath dared to raise a hand to a lady. No longer will I hath mercy on thee.” He turned to face Schala before smiling. “I shall bring them to thee.” He wrapped the chains around his arms causing them to form a makeshift armor on his arms with the dagger of the chains held in his hands. While he saw Schala as a fellow knight like him, he knew better than to let someone weaker than him take on such demons by themselves.

With his arms wrapped he ran right at the tiger looking hollow. He used his strength to push past an attack that the demon threw at him. With a single strike he punched the demon in the chest dropping it to the ground. His fingers wrapped around the skin of the demon as he tossed it near Schala. “Finish it if thee wishes for a kill. I shall hold back the others.” He drew his attention back to the other two hollows keeping his guard up as he prepared himself to defend himself and Schala from them.

[Schala Alexandria]

[occ: Apologies for the long wait. Things came up and was looking back to see if there were any threads that were over looked. However, I understand that there is a ruling to partially finished threads, so Schala will be finishing her participation here with this post, then leaving the field. Hopefully to have some grading done for her part in this thread. Thanks.]

[Ic:]

Schala withdrew to a defensive position, shifting her posture back with the next swipe towards her. Her flimsy blade scratched the sides of the beast's talons as she fell back, giving the beast ground to her. At the same time, this gave Siegfried space to enter, to which he gladly accepted. Thanks to him, Schala had some breathing room to gather her thoughts once more before plunging herself back into the fray. She responded immediately to the fellow knight, "I'm fine, merely a scratch." she said posing her weapon once more to the Hollows. Then, she followed the man's steps. With his words she could trust that she would be able to pacify one of the Hollow spirits. A twisting motion had the Knight brush past the Tiger. Seemingly like a faint, the beast didn't know what would have transpired as its attention traced his movements back to Schala. There, her rapier found its mark as it was driven through the beast's eye socket, piercing its flesh beneath and into the skull.

Death was almost instantaneous. The Hollow's head drew back, more likely from a short spasm due to brain trauma. Due to the woman's current strength and speed, she relied on the man's movements to draw the Hollow's attention away to create openings for her to use. And like her lessons foretold, the Tiger's body began to erode. As if made of particles the creature's body dispersed into a few hundred pieces into the air. A single soul was saved, though, the others couldn't be spoken for.

Without the use of a stepping technique, Schala couldn't keep up with the group in a fight. Brushing past the Knight Schala thrust herself into the fray once more. The slender form of the rapier twisted with the length of the woman's arm. The weapon was drawn to the ground as her arm curved down. This single motion allowed better fluidity as the rapier was coiled back into the chest to extend once again outwards. Better yet to give the Knight a means to follow up with his superior movements. This small gesture only allowed the man to strike while the Hollow's withdrew their previous actions.

Turning the blade's handling in reverse, another swipe across the horizon was made. The slash would force the remaining two Hollows to back away, or more likely to turn their attention to her. She remained on guard, drawing back closely to Siegfried. Once close enough, she spoke, "I'm sorry Sir Siegfried, but I can not remain here. I am merely holding you back." This was true. Based on what she saw of the man's abilities from early on, he wouldn't be able to fight to his fullest with someone holding him back. With her absence he could save the people without much difficulty. With her present, at her current caliber, she was merely a burden. "In time, we shall meet again Sir Siegfried, when I've grown a bit more."

She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to turn her back to those in need. This was her pride as a Knight, and as a woman whose desire to help people was beyond her own life. Yet she knew. She knew that the people around her would be best in the hands of Siegfried. And by that, Schala withdrew from the scene. She couldn't remain in the area, nor in the space that the Hollows could follow her. For beasts like them, they would pick the weakest of the team to secure their victory. This was the simplest tactic in any combat scenario. This was the best course of action to take. Though, it is unfortunate that she couldn't continue her role as guardian for the time being. She had to become stronger. For herself, and those that depended on her.

[ooc: This will be the end of Schala's participation. Grade please if it meets the requirements.]

[Zeich Yajuu]

To be honest, this thread didn't seem like training at all. We had a brief attack from both sides, and then an invasion by Hollows. The start felt like a PVP, and the latter felt like a random tie-in than a training thread. Generally a training requires the participants to actually... y'know, train, doing things like intending to hunt Hollows, etc. I'll allow it this time, but please keep this in mind as you go forward.

62 Paragraphs = 310 CTP to each participant.