Post by Tsukuyomi Kawada on May 5, 2020 12:21:29 GMT -5
(Training for CTP)
Today was a rarity that Tsukuyomi hadn’t experienced in several weeks. What made it rare compared to the mundane day to day life he had been living lately, was that his paperwork was all done and his grandfather wasn’t looking over his shoulder. It was as if a thousand pounds had been removed from his shoulders. Of course he couldn’t or perhaps just didn’t feel comfortable sleeping the entire day away.
So he had made a point throughout the barracks via notice sheets that anyone looking to receive feedback on their fighting style could meet him in the training hall at noon. The training hall was a location that Tsukuyomi enjoyed belonging to Division Eleven. Perhaps it was better to say that this location was Division Evelens training area as Tsukuyomi knew every division had their own personal location in Soul Society for that purpose.
The hall was large in the shape of a rectangle having more than two hundred feet in width and one thousand in length. Thick polished wooden beams were the only thing obstructing the open area. The floors were a nice polish wood that had only been fixed recently as Tsukuyomi had hated the dull broken floor prior. Tiring in the center of the hall his legs crossed while his zanpakuto were positioned against him in different ways.
Mikoto was leaning against his right shoulder while Honshitsu was on his knees reaching across the gap just barely. It seemed though he wouldn’t be able to continue meditating for long as he picked up the sound of the hall door opening. Based on what he heard though there was only a single person entering. He could only hear a single set of foot steps which while still better than what he was currently doing was a little disappointing from his Division.
Today was a rarity that Tsukuyomi hadn’t experienced in several weeks. What made it rare compared to the mundane day to day life he had been living lately, was that his paperwork was all done and his grandfather wasn’t looking over his shoulder. It was as if a thousand pounds had been removed from his shoulders. Of course he couldn’t or perhaps just didn’t feel comfortable sleeping the entire day away.
So he had made a point throughout the barracks via notice sheets that anyone looking to receive feedback on their fighting style could meet him in the training hall at noon. The training hall was a location that Tsukuyomi enjoyed belonging to Division Eleven. Perhaps it was better to say that this location was Division Evelens training area as Tsukuyomi knew every division had their own personal location in Soul Society for that purpose.
The hall was large in the shape of a rectangle having more than two hundred feet in width and one thousand in length. Thick polished wooden beams were the only thing obstructing the open area. The floors were a nice polish wood that had only been fixed recently as Tsukuyomi had hated the dull broken floor prior. Tiring in the center of the hall his legs crossed while his zanpakuto were positioned against him in different ways.
Mikoto was leaning against his right shoulder while Honshitsu was on his knees reaching across the gap just barely. It seemed though he wouldn’t be able to continue meditating for long as he picked up the sound of the hall door opening. Based on what he heard though there was only a single person entering. He could only hear a single set of foot steps which while still better than what he was currently doing was a little disappointing from his Division.