Post by Okura Yoshitsune on Jul 27, 2017 14:06:17 GMT -5
It all started as a simple training exercise, he'd arranged for a training expedition into the wilderness with a couple of buddies to get some experience fighting hollows, getting a feel for their swords. They were all fresh out of the academy, their whole lives ahead of them. The trip started like any other venture, everyone gathered at the barracks packed up some supplies for the trip, and got a move on, moving out to outer Rukongai to do a little bit of yard sweeping. After all, hollows ran rampant around the wilderness, making them dangerous. With this many people who graduated, it couldn't have been as much trouble as the exams were.
As it turned out, the final exam area, the path to the Spirit Forge, was kept relatively clean of hollows. Bumping into one was typically a fluke. Yoshitsune wasn't strong, he wasn't even the sort of weak they usually let into squads outside the Fourth. But he wanted to get stronger, that was the whole point of this trip. It wasn't his idea, the dudes offered to help him get used to hollow combat. For what it had been worth, things were going smoothly for a while there. But after so many hollows the guys were getting pretty tired of basically carrying the weakling shinigami.
By the time he'd get his sword out they would already have been most of the way done. It was a long blade, after all, he couldn't feasibly draw it as quickly as he wanted to yet, not with the sheer lack of practice he'd gotten. When the next hollow arrived, it was his turn to fight. Of course it was, in preparation, he'd already had his Asauchi in hand. "It's cool Yoshi, just relax, you've got this," they would tell him. And for just the shortest amount of time, he'd believed them.
As a hollow came from behind a tree, already on the offensive, it immediately ripped one of the other Shinigami in half. It had actually only taken off an arm and a shoulder, but it was a ridiculously fast kill. "It's already attacking? Shit!" the others would say, reaching for their blades. Another was killed in that instant, Yoshitsune missing his attack against it. How could he hit the thing? It was faster than he was, and with far more practice, he could imagine.
Yoshi would have to move after it, bringing his sword with a whirling swipe. It looked for an instant like it was going to connect, but he was suddenly batted aside, launched away from the hollow and smashing into a wall. "Run away, Senichi!" he would call out. The shinigami would make a break for it while Yoshitsune got the hollow's attention with an incantation: "Carriage of Thunder. Bridge of a spinning wheel. With light, divide this into three!" While he was incanting, the hollow had turned to note that he was still alive instead of dead, and decided to finish the job, charging him like the feral beast of prey that it was. With a finger he would trace a triangle, "Bakudo #30: Shitotsu Sansen!" Suddenly, three break-like triangular pyramids would fires out into the hollows shoulder, opposite shoulder, and their gut. and pushed it down into the ground, pinning it there. It squirmed and struggled, its long, stringy tail whipping to and fro.
He would pant, casting that Bakudo took a lot out of him, and the adrenaline rush wasn't helping him either, everything was going a million miles a second. "Alright, now just to..." he would say, peeling himself off of the ground and gripping his sword and intending to slay the hollow while it was bound. However the monster's struggling was proving to be efficient, Yoshitsune was so weak that even his best spell, even fully incanted, was breaking before his eyes, the pins forming cracks along the surface. He froze up in fear. "Oh shit..."
As it turned out, the final exam area, the path to the Spirit Forge, was kept relatively clean of hollows. Bumping into one was typically a fluke. Yoshitsune wasn't strong, he wasn't even the sort of weak they usually let into squads outside the Fourth. But he wanted to get stronger, that was the whole point of this trip. It wasn't his idea, the dudes offered to help him get used to hollow combat. For what it had been worth, things were going smoothly for a while there. But after so many hollows the guys were getting pretty tired of basically carrying the weakling shinigami.
By the time he'd get his sword out they would already have been most of the way done. It was a long blade, after all, he couldn't feasibly draw it as quickly as he wanted to yet, not with the sheer lack of practice he'd gotten. When the next hollow arrived, it was his turn to fight. Of course it was, in preparation, he'd already had his Asauchi in hand. "It's cool Yoshi, just relax, you've got this," they would tell him. And for just the shortest amount of time, he'd believed them.
As a hollow came from behind a tree, already on the offensive, it immediately ripped one of the other Shinigami in half. It had actually only taken off an arm and a shoulder, but it was a ridiculously fast kill. "It's already attacking? Shit!" the others would say, reaching for their blades. Another was killed in that instant, Yoshitsune missing his attack against it. How could he hit the thing? It was faster than he was, and with far more practice, he could imagine.
Yoshi would have to move after it, bringing his sword with a whirling swipe. It looked for an instant like it was going to connect, but he was suddenly batted aside, launched away from the hollow and smashing into a wall. "Run away, Senichi!" he would call out. The shinigami would make a break for it while Yoshitsune got the hollow's attention with an incantation: "Carriage of Thunder. Bridge of a spinning wheel. With light, divide this into three!" While he was incanting, the hollow had turned to note that he was still alive instead of dead, and decided to finish the job, charging him like the feral beast of prey that it was. With a finger he would trace a triangle, "Bakudo #30: Shitotsu Sansen!" Suddenly, three break-like triangular pyramids would fires out into the hollows shoulder, opposite shoulder, and their gut. and pushed it down into the ground, pinning it there. It squirmed and struggled, its long, stringy tail whipping to and fro.
He would pant, casting that Bakudo took a lot out of him, and the adrenaline rush wasn't helping him either, everything was going a million miles a second. "Alright, now just to..." he would say, peeling himself off of the ground and gripping his sword and intending to slay the hollow while it was bound. However the monster's struggling was proving to be efficient, Yoshitsune was so weak that even his best spell, even fully incanted, was breaking before his eyes, the pins forming cracks along the surface. He froze up in fear. "Oh shit..."