Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2013 3:52:02 GMT -5
Training thread between Rin Miyamoto and Kaen Youji! Post awaaay!
"Haa... Okay, I think I'm warmed up, ne~"
Slash! Princesses didn't need to be 'warmed up'... Well most of them didn't. Rin Miyamoto was a special kind of princess. She was a shinigami but above all, royalty. Royalty in her mind that is... but don't tell her that! The raging princess was going about her usual daily routine. That was to: Train for 3 hours, wash up and spend 4 hours getting ready, warm up for the rest of the day, eat sushi, look good, eat more sushi, paperwork and lastly, eat sushi. The princess, despite living a ridiculously good life, was pretty busy. The girl took great care of her looks and constantly looked after her well being. It was safe to say that she was the most attractive girl of Squad 7! Well, she'd like to think so... And why shouldn't she? It's only natural... She was a princess after all, ne~?
The prissy 4th seat was in a training field. It was sunny, but not unbearably hot. A bit on the warm side but that could be because Rin was warmed up at the moment. Regardless, she thought it was the perfect temperature and suitable for a noble girl such as herself~. Any hotter and it would be stifling and that simply was no good. Rin did well in finding a secluded spot. Did well meaning she scared everyone else off. She was not about to have someone else linger about uselessly while she warmed up. The very thought of someone hanging around and doing nothing but watch her made her angry. Rin sheathed her beloved nodachi, taking a breath and sighing. She was quite satisfied with her warm up and ready to take a break and move on.
She wanted to sit...but there were patches of grass and dirt about... Oh, she didn't want to ruin her beautiful outfit! Yes, Rin stuck out like a sore thumb. The short black sleeveless yukata with the deep V and black undershirt made of the best silks hugged her body. All this accompanied with the crimson and dark pink obi with the flower designs. Her skirt and leggings made of the best fabrics and her sandals and accessories, boy oh boy, Rin definitely looked the part of 'high maintenance'. You could recognize her from a mile away and the princess was absolutely proud of it. "I have a surprise for you, my darling~!" her spirit said in her eerily charming voice. Eerie because the princess knew how to detect the empress' scheme and when she was up to no good. Something infuriating was going to happen, she just knew it.
"Ne? What is it Empress?" she asked as she stretched lazily like a cat. She could hear her spirit giggling and the Princess' fiery toned pair would narrow with apprehension mixed in with some mild aggravation. "I decided that it was time you met my third seat! Or...Vice Captain. He might be the lieutenant now, ne~ Regardless, I think it's important that you meet him. You've been too lazy and I want you to ascend and help me figure out why I'm dead!" Rin blinked and looked at her zanpakuto, worried. The empress had put her through rigorous training before; not satisfied wit her owner being weak in the slightest. She trained her harder and harder each day. She was a 4th seat but it wasn't good enough for either of them. The princess would gladly accept her training but she didn't like every surprise the scheming Empress would throw her way. She liked to know things in advance. It was absolutely infuriating!
"So, after you trained, I took over your body and left a note at Kaen-san's office door asking him to train you midday, afternoonish~! So... he should be here any moment! Surely you won't mind, ne~?" Rin became enraged. Her SPIRIT took over her body to leave a note the the lieutenant's door to TRAIN her...And he was coming in a few moments?! Rin's jaw could drop to the floor if it were possible. She clenched her nodachi, quivering with anger. How dare she just take over her body like that! Why didn't she let her know in advance, ne~! Oh no! Did she look good?! She wanted to be seen as presentable! She'd never met the lieutentant so, Rin did what Rin did best, unsheathing her blade and checking her reflection; using it like mirror. Fingers would adjust silky black locks in into place and she'd fix her appearance, checking to see if her make up was still okay and if she still looked good. Ne... this wasn't good! She'd hate to look like a monster right now!