An average day in Karakura(Jtt Open)

[Impossible]

Ooc: Training for 55 ttp, then ctp

It was a beautiful day outside. The birds were singing, the flowers were blooming, on days like these, Impo really wished hollows would stay away in that stupid dimension of theirs. Impo was walking alongside one of the streets of this city, plagued with the constant threat of hollows. Impo is quite the site to look at for the average human, and quite the fright to see for any other sensible spiritual being. This is because Impo is what you would call a failure. Standing at six feet tall, with the vague appearance of someone in their early twenties.

He was wearing a primarily black tee shirt, with white stripes running along it, that hot summer day, along with blue jeans, and white sneakers. That wasn't what made him stand out though. His skin was glowing an empty white color, with hints of red in places. His right eye was entirely purple, with no visible pupil or iris, while his left was black, with a green iris. His hair glowed the same white as his skin, though it appeared to float, almost as if it were underwater. He was currently looking off into the distance.

The failure was adept with the art of energy sensory, something he considered crucial to have. So, when a hollow open one of those stupid gateways of theirs, he felt it almost imminently. He could only groan in annoyance. He would say it was like clockwork, but these things came at the most irritating of times. When he was headed home, hollow attack. When he was trying to take a break and relax, hollow attack. When all he wanted to do WAS EAT HIS FREAKING LUNCH, AN ARMY OF HOLLOWS ATTACKS! EVERY FREAKING DAY! "Ugh! Why can't they, oh I don't know, GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!?"

Impo yelled out as he raised his hand towards where he felt the hollow, taking aim. As the hollow began to crawl out, the failure yelled aloud, "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini!! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat! Bakudo Number nine: Geki!" He recited the kido, launching a massive ball of energy at the empty soul. It flew as fast as lightning, striking the beastly spirit before it could possibly react. Once it did, the hollow's body began to lock up, paralyzing it, making it fall out of the garganta to the unforgiving earth below.

He walked over to it with an annoyed expression on his face, clearly unhappy with the whole situation. "Why can't those stupid reapers just make a base in Karakura for first responders? It would make things so much easier! Or better yet, just give us a way to do it! Give something to purify these things without killing their souls! Why does everyone have to be so freaking stupid!" Impo had a noticeable amount of red on his normally while skin, with his hair completely red, with an orangish hue to it. He stood next to the hollow, waiting for a reaper to show up.

[joshua]

(Training for Stat Points)

Joshua was out on his patrol today. He was noticing nothing new or special, everything was pretty normal that day. He didn't see or feel any new energy prescence near by or around him. He thought that it would be a slow day. The first few hours were empty with nothing to fight or to watch. He was getting pretty bored. 

Joshua never really liked the soul reaper garments. He preferred his own clothing and style of dressing over it. He always made sure to look good. He was wearing a white polo shirt with a black vest and a black neck tie. He had black gloves on and black pants. He wore shiny leather shoes and black socks as well. He also brushed his hair to the side to look better. He always made sure that he had style and class.

Yet another hour passed with nothing in particular happening. He then felt a power spike. He looked around and saw a massive ball of energy being launched. He panicked, he thought that the civilians were being harmed. He ran right over as fast as he could. He arrived to see the hollow on the ground and a strange looking man that seemed extremely annoyed and frustrated. 

He watched as the man started cursing the Soul Reapers for not arriving sooner or establishing a base or giving them a way to purify souls. Joshua simply chuckled, this guy was definitely powerful but he was funny. Joshua jumped down and landed in front of the hollow. He placed the base of the hilt on his Asauchi on the hollow and it was purified. 

Joshua then turned back to look at this weird, pale and red man. He looked at him with curiousity. "Hi. My name is Joshua. Thank you for, uh, taking care of this hollow. Now, um, would you mind answering a few questions? Are you a human? If not, what are you?" He asked with a curiosity for something new. He had never heard or seen anyone or anything like him. He wanted to know if there were more people like him and if they were as strong as him.

[Impossible]

The failure, who most certainly could be nothing but that, watched as a shinigami, appearing from wherever he had been before the hollow showed up. If Impo was being honest, this guy actually had pretty decent timing, and would have probably caught the beast before it could have done any damage. Then again... "What do you mean, 'am I a human'? Of course I'm a human, what else could I be?" He told the reaper. Like a liar. His skin flashed a darker color for a moment, before glowing its normal bright colors again.

A nervous green shade started showing up on his skin, including a decently large patch on his left cheek, screwing over his entire argument. "I mean, what do I look like, a hollow?" He pointed a shiny finger at the reaper, trying to look angry, hair glowing red. "You sayin I'm ugly, is that it!? Well at least I don't look like some undead bartender!" He exclaimed, trying desperately to avoid the topic of what he is. "And where were you, anyway?" He demanded. "If I hadn't been here, that hollow could have killed someone!"

[joshua]

He looked at the man closely now. He didn't look like a human much at all. He looked more like a doll or a machine to him. It looked like he was stitched together almost. It looked like skin but at the same time, it didn't. It was hard to explain for him. He didn't look like a hollow though and he was very powerful. He could tell due to the way he defeated that Hollow so quickly. It was safe to say that Joshua was very intrigued.

Suddenly, the man-thing burst out an answer to his question. He didn't even give Joshua the proper time to respond. He was shocked by the almost instantaneous burst of words and sentences. He jumped to so many conclusions and assumptions. Joshua was slightly freaking out as this guy seemed hard to handle.

He then noticed the man-thing's skin. It changed colors while he was shouting at him. His hair also changed colors, turning into a deep red. He was more intrigued then ever. This guy seemed so different and unique. He wondered if the others could see him as well. However, that should be a thought for another day as he has to continue this conversation. 

He bowed his head down in a respectful manner. "Uh oh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you and I certainly did not want you to feel ugly or out of place. I just wanted to know if you were a living member of this world or a spiritual one like I am. Again, I am truly sorry for offending you." He said with a genuine and honest tone in his voice. He was truly honest though. 

He then reflected on that last statement. He started to think about all the people who could have died, and the possibility that the death of a single person could affect so much in the world. His face showed a sad expression and one of shame as he looked at the gravel by his feet. "You are right. I was too slow. If I was a second later, he coukd have ended someone's life. That would be on me, on my shoulders, on my conscience. I have to learn, I have to grow. There is so much I am missing. And it would be my fault." He said, sounding a little depressed and feeling a bit blue. He was being a bit of a downer right now but that's what he thinks of when death is brought up. He wondered how this man-thing would react.

[Impossible]

Oh... Oh crap. This guy was actually reflecting on his words. His overly harsh and pointlessly critical words, in spite of everything working out in the end regardless. Impo felt something in the back of his head. It was an annoying weight that lingered. Was... was this guilt? 'Do... do I actually feel BAD about hurting his feelings? Is this what guilt feels like!?' Impo was mentally panicking, trying to make things right between him and the reaper.

Outwardly though, Impo rubbed the back of his neck, trying to look at anything other than the blond. "Look, maybe I was being a bit harsh." He told him, still trying to sound angry-calm. And failing. He glanced the reaper's way. "You look like a good guy, so I'll tell you what. If being slow bugs you so much, I could help you train or something. I'm pretty good at that sort of thing if you want help to get stronger."

It wasn't like Impo had anything better to do today anyway. Besides, this was a pretty good opportunity to learn about these ghost dudes. This one was obviously fooled by his clever wordplay, but he was still curious about them. Where did they live? What was with those swords they all carried? How could he get one? He wanted to see if he could learn a thing or two while helping this guy to make up for his harsh words. Impo wasn't a bad guy. He was just very... outspoken with his opinions and mood shifts.

[joshua]

He looked up at the man as soon as he brought up training. His face still showed shame and sorrow as he was not used to it. He was ashamed to accept it. He was still weak, slow, and almost useless against real threats. He thought about it for a few moments before turning back to the man. He wanted to be polite so he put on another bright smile. He was hiding his true feelings though, but not very well. He seemed to exude an aura of gloom around him.

"Thanks. That would be nice, if you can spare the time for it. I wouldn't want to bother you any longer than I should. Besides, I have to return to patrol before any hollows appear. Unless you wanna go on patrol too." He said with a somber look on his face. He wanted to be useful, and this might be a way to get him there. He felt his spirit lighten up a little bit. He stood up and stretched a little bit.

He looked around to see if anyone was watching. Then, he turned back to the man in front of him. He then raised up his arm in an expression of friendship, also known as a handshake. "My apologies, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Joshua, Joshua Froid. Unseated Shinigami of Squad 7. And you are?" He said with a cool expression. His gloominess faded to just a calm and cool one. 

After hearing his name, Joshua would start to walk on air. He would slowly walk upwards onto a rooftop. "Well, are you coming up?" He would say with a curious expression. He wanted to know if this man could use the air ground as well. It would be fun to train in the air. It was something he couldn't do much in the Soul Society. He also thought that it would reduce any damage to the local area or any civilians passing by. 

[Impossible]

Impo thought for a moment on whether he should show off to the clearly green soul reaper. He watched the shinigami climb to the top of a building with airground, and annoyingly contradictory name, and figured that it would be better to match the samurai for now. So match him he did, and walked up with the same method as he did. He listened intently to the blond spirit, wanting to know more about how the reapers acted, how their systems worked. He would die someday, so he might as well learn while he could.

"Joshua, huh?" He said as he reached the top. "My name is Impossible. You can call me Impo if I can call you Josh." He offered. He had offered to train with him, so he needed to figure what the ghost was lacking in. Impo gave him a good, hard look. He didn't want to judge off of looks alone, but the guy didn't look like the fighter type. Oh well. "I'm a senior member of Uzaki Enterprises, and one hundred percent a human." He added unnecessarily, further emphasizing that he was in fact, a human being. And nothing else.

"So, I have no idea what you specialize in." Impo told him bluntly. It wasn't often that he did training, and even less often that he did it with another person. Impo was lazy like that. "So how about you tell me what you need help with. I'm pretty sure I can help with whatever. I even know a few Kido if you want me to teach you them." Impo was quite the versatile person. He liked to be ready for anything, and hated when something didn't go his way in a fight. Pissed him off something fierce it did. Like that time with that Quincy. Or when he had to fight that juggernaut of a fullbringer. He shuttered at the memory.

[Himitsu Kasumi'Oji]

+55 TTP and 75 CTP to Impo

+65 SP to Joshua