Instruction from a Captain

[Kimiko Shihoin]

(Training for TTP)

Standing in the sand arena that Kimiko had made sure was built behind the barracks of the seventh division the Captain of said division at the moment was going over a morning training exercise. Over the last year she had been the Captain and while she had been doing her best most of that time had been spent making sure that the division wasn't being lazy or out of shape. When she had been appointed Captain that had been the condition that the division was in and now it seemed that finally such a thing wasn't the case.

At the moment it was only four in the morning and the sun had yet to rise so Kimiko wasn't surprised that the majority of her division that were on duty right now were inside of the barracks asleep. She didn't blame them for remaining in bed the most of them had just went through a year of training in order to gain physical shape and prowess that they had lost. The majority of the squad was once again in prime condition and Kimiko could smile at the fact.

She wasn't happy with herself though. Kimiko still had far to much potential as a Shinigami to be relaxed. She had to tap into her potential even more in order to rise above the other Captains and make sure that no laws could be broken. She always told her division that the seventh division had to be the most powerful or else there would always be someone who could get away with breaking the laws of Soul Society. Well Kimiko wasn't the strongest Captain which meant that there were still those people out there whether or not her division was now in fighting condition.

That's why right now she was out in the arena of sand training by herself. Kimiko had to put her body through training that many wouldn't deem wise. No one was like her though there wasn't a single Shinigami in Soul Society that could do what she could. Only a handful came close and Kimiko was seeking to make that down to no one. So in the next moment she squatted down and then jumped off. In that moment though the strength from her legs caused a shockwave around where she had been standing and the arena virtually blew upwards in her direction.

Kimiko was gone far up in the sky now having an overview of Soul Society as the sand began to fall back down onto itself where it had been. She was still in the sky continuing to rise and then she knew that she was losing momentum and would be descending soon. It took her roughly a minute to fall back down completely, but as she neared the arena of sand Kimiko changed the angle she was at and now faced the ground. It was then that she tucked her body and hit the ground in a roll actually saving herself from any harm as she skidded across the sand to a stop.

Everything had gone pretty well she had done precisely what she though that she could and yet that still wasn't enough. She would have to train herself in a way that she didn't think would work and then prove herself wrong. That was the only way to truly gain immeasurable strength in a short period of time. However, that's when Kimiko sensed the reiatsu of someone near her. "Well now why aren't you inside sleeping?" Kimiko smiled as she believed a member of her division had come out after being woken up by her less than quiet training.

[Miranda Frost]

Training for CTP

 If there was anything she could remember from her life as a human being, it's that her father was a hard worker throughout the day and throughout the night. She could remember that Miranda, as well as the rest of the family, would beg him to rest and get some sleep. To this he often replied, "I'll rest when i'm dead". It was ironic really, that he'd be killed in the same fields he worked. However that is beside the point. The point is that Miranda seemed to inherit his father's hard working spirit, as well as his insomnia. Miranda didn't sleep too often, and the result didn't really help her appearance. Despite having a "young" body, lines had appeared under her eyes. The new shinigami wasn't one to use make-up, so hiding such things were nye impossible, like she really cared.

 On days she couldn't sleep, her blood boiled. She needed to move, do something, anything! She simply had too much energy that needed to be spent, so why not spend it? She desperately needed good training. It seemed that the normal, daily ruitine of runs and simple sword practice just wasn't doing the trick any more. She was stagnating, even if Miranda was still a level behind the others. She shook her head, her body turning as she moved her feet to the ground. She only wore a simple white kimono to bed as well as her socks, but she had her uniform and sandals within arm's reach in case she really couldn't get sleep. She yawned and grabbed the heavy fabric of her uniform, slipping into it as her feet slipped into her foot-gear. When everything was tightened and secured, she grabbed her xanpakuto and frowned.

 The damned thing had already collected a heavy layer of dust over its sheath as if she'd left it here untouched for a year. Guess it didn't really matter what she did to clean it, because just leaving it alone for a few moments did this. Well... you have to make do with what you have, you know? She chuckled and  and wiped the scabbard clean, slipping it into her belt as she turned to... eh.. sneakily...walk out of the barracks full of snoring squadmates, but stop when she heard something out in the training square. Somebody was out there as well. She blinked a couple of times  and stepped towards the nearest window, tip-toeing up so she could see who was out there.

 As soon as her eyes peeked over the window sill, she felt her senses come back to life. This... was the captain. Captain Kimiko, the commander of the division she served! Miranda couldn't remember if she'd actually seen the Captain before, but she had felt this reiatsu before just days prior. She tilted her head, her eyes scanning over the woman. The captain was certainly... gifted in more ways than one, though when she imagined how her captain would be... she expected someone with a less elegant appearance. Miranda dropped from the window-sill and proceeded to exit the barracks, to the same training area the captain was occupying.https://i.imgur.com/aIaFkh.jpg

 Upon realizing this she stopped a bit, nervously looking back at the window. How could she train out there in the same place as the captain? Captains were on a completely different level than her. Miranda betted that the captain could possibly kick her ass with her mind!. She wiped this thoughts from her mind and stepped out into the training area. Almost immediately the captain noticed her and turned to face her, asking why she wasn't inside sleeping.

 She chuckled nervously and bowed respectively before rising. It was something she hadn't quite gotten used to. Etiquette wasn't really taught in her family in the rukongai, but she knew people around her got offended over strange reasons. She hoped the captain wasn't like this.  "I... couldn't sleep, Captain... so.. I.... um.. thought I could get some extra training in", she stammered out. Had her captain heard of the brawl a few days ago? There were others from her squad there, but she hadn't heard of any reprimand, yet. "Also... I wanted to apologise for my part in a brawl out in the rukongai a few days ago. My... graduating class were a rowdy bunch."

[Kimiko Shihoin]

Kimiko stood now in the arena of sand all around her as everything started to die down again. The sand that had been sent high up into the air was now descending around Kimiko as if it were rain. That was when the member of division seven began to speak. Kimiko had seen her appearance and knew who it was. The young Captain whether she trained all of them personally at this point still took the time to review everything about those in her division.

Miranda seemed to have lacked the ability to stay asleep. It wasn't something all that uncommon and Kimiko certainly knew what it was like. She was more thankful that she hadn't accidently awoken the girl. The fact that the girl had decided to actually come out to the arena though and train instead of staying in her bed and hoping that sleep would eventually claim her showed that she was determined. Most Shinigami would have simply accepted comfort and not struggle.

Kimiko simply smiled at Miranda for a moment as all of the sand now rested back making up the entirety of the arena. Kimiko herself was covered in sand however that was starting to get annoying even though it had only been a moment since it all got on her. The Captain started to concentrate and vibrate her body at full speed. In the next moment the sand fell off of her body to the ground and Kimiko was left standing there seemingly clean once again. It took some stamina to move her body like that, but it wouldn't prevent her from helping out Miranda.

Kimiko grabbed her clothing though and pulled it forward and then shook it a few times. More sand seemed to fall to the arena and Kimiko let out a sigh. Even after vibrating herself the sand had been struck inside of her clothing which was the source of the annoyance in the first place. Now though she was truly without any of it and she could focus completely on training Miranda. That was when the young girl spoke apologizing for the brawl that had broken out at a bar.

Kimiko had read reported on the incident and knew that Miranda had been there and had also been one of the Shinigami that had been aiming to take down the others. It wasn't all that good for one of her own to be caught up in a situation like that, but she was new and Kimiko wasn't without mercy or forgiveness. "No one died. Nothing got seriously destroyed. Don't worry about it anymore. What's in the past stays in the past. All that it's good for is to teach you what to do in the future. We're the police Miranda. We're meant to keep everyone safe from those that would do harm. Are you able to handle that responsibility?"

[Miranda Frost]

To protect harm from coming to those not deserving of it, the simple nature of squad 7. Miranda chose this company because it was one of the few that did not solely act as a war-time military division. Miranda knew her limitations well, and knew that she couldn't bear the weight of some of the other divisions like eleven or two. It would be hard to operate in a combat-heavy division if she herself was as afraid of blood as she normally is. For squad one she lacked certain leadership and management tendencies they look for in squad 1. Seven seemed the most ideal place for Miranda. There she could train and become strong while upholding the values of that division.

As to answer what she saw as a challenge from her captain, she stood up straight, heels together with her hands lightly tightened into small pale fists at her side. Miranda saluted her captain, drawing a tightened fist and held it over her heart. "The uniform is heavy, but my body will bear it", Miranda answered, dropping her salute before stepping down into the central square. The sand was matted down, but seemed to have been recently disturbed, a result from the captain's work, no less.

Miranda couldn't shake the feeling of how unreal this all was. She had learned in the academy that high ranked shinigami such as captains could crush whelps like Miranda simply by standing near them. Obviously it wouldn't take much effort, but could holding oneself back nearly constantly put a massive strain on ones body? Miranda imagining herself crumpling into a heap as easily as wadding up a thin piece of paper.

Miranda swallowed her nervousness down and gripped the dusty scabbard of her sword. "If its no trouble to you, Captain, may I train with you tonight?", she asked, her face. suddenly becoming warm. The words felt so... awkward coming from her lips, so awkward it made her cringe. On the upside, perhaps the captain can show her something new. After all this is the captain. She probably has an arsenal of techniques.

She couldn't contain the grin from her excitement. Only a member of the squad for a few days and already going to train with the Captain? Her former classmates would get kick out of this. However she knew most squads operated differently from each other, especially from how Captains deal with their subordinates. She knew some took it on a personal level, directing the movements of each squad-mate itself. Others prefer to lead from behind a desk, letting the lower seated members take a more active role.

[Kimiko Shihoin]

Kimiko stood in the arena of sand looking over at the new member of her division that seemed to have taken the time to actually come out prior to everyone else waking up and train. She seemed surprised more than anything not to find someone else out here at this time, but more the fact that it was Kimiko. She wasn't entirely sure what was so surprising about that though. Kimiko could remember training back with Okami when she was a brand new Shinigami and he was still at the level of a Captain.

Perhaps is was the fact that this girl didn't know anyone like that and there were all those dumb rumors that focused around how powerful the Captains actually were. Kimiko had heard more than her fair share of them that simply were annoying. Many of which were exaggerations such as Sozen taking on all of the Espada at once and only allowing them to live after they had begged for mercy. Others were far more likely such as the beauty of a few and some rather strange skills that she didn't care to much about.

Whatever the reason Kimiko cared more that the girl was taking an interest and was happy to hear that she was asking if she could train with her. Kimiko did have to train herself at her own level in order to keep herself at least at the level of skill and power that she currently had, but turning away this girl right now would be a mistake that she couldn't ever take back. "Damn guess I'll just have to train four times as hard tomorrow." She thought as she made her decision.

"Yeah I have no problem helping out a devoted member of Soul Society. What would you like me to help you out with though?" Kimiko in all truth had almost no knowledge of kido. She knew some names and what some of them looked like. She new what some of them were suppose to do, but beyond that really nothing. The same was really true about her skill in zanjustu. Not having any knowledge or sill past simply swinging her zanpakuto. What she lacked in kido and zanjutsu though she made up for in Hakuda and Hoho. Some were already saying she was one of the greatest in each of the art so hopefully she could help Miranda.

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26 paragraphs counted, meaning 130 TTP for Kimiko, and 130 CTP for Miranda!