Post by Takashi Kuchiki on Dec 28, 2014 19:49:26 GMT -5
Rating: R
Type: NDE Training (primarily solo)
Request: SP Training for Ai (majority); Some CTP for Takashi
OC Note: Since canons not over I'm still playing as 11th division VC mentor for Ai
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The snow haired shinigami stood with one hand in his pocket. Today, he was dressed rather elegantly. He wore an ironed black suit and crisp black pants. His black shoes were with a bit of a heel, they were shined to perfection. Inside, he wore a red tie with a white dress shirt. He stood casually as there was an elegant black plastic looking tie around his pony tail. There were also three black clips that held the left side of his hair back; indicative of nobility. His right bang hung slightly down, dangling as it was straightened. He seemed rather clean today but that didn't really explain why he was here. Alas, Takashi stood at the foot of the wilderness. Here, at the edge of Rugonkai (hell even past it) stood a forest. It was gargantuan in size and rather dangerous.
This forest was notorious for hollow and a hiding ground for other factions. This spirit forest was filled with dangers and it was advised that no one be here after dark. There generally wasn't a need to come here unless you were collecting samples; of which Takashi needed. In addition, surviving here generally toughened people up. The shinigami would build various tents around this area to where he would camp out. He had fought many opponents here and trained the ability of Sakugen. It was all a long time ago however, perhaps when he was an academy student. It was perfect training though, for yet another student.
Takashi stood with a book in his right hand. His eyes scanned the page. There seemed to be some what of a pictured bookmark there as well; appearing to be of some flower. The shinigami would occasionally look towards the picture and then back at the text. In the back of his mind, he was also wondering why his student was so late. He had told her to pack specific gear only; survival gear as he called it. He had asked her to meet him here, a few hour journey by her speed he guessed. Whatever was stalling her, he had hoped she would get here soon; Takashi couldn't be late for his dinner with his parents.
Type: NDE Training (primarily solo)
Request: SP Training for Ai (majority); Some CTP for Takashi
OC Note: Since canons not over I'm still playing as 11th division VC mentor for Ai
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The snow haired shinigami stood with one hand in his pocket. Today, he was dressed rather elegantly. He wore an ironed black suit and crisp black pants. His black shoes were with a bit of a heel, they were shined to perfection. Inside, he wore a red tie with a white dress shirt. He stood casually as there was an elegant black plastic looking tie around his pony tail. There were also three black clips that held the left side of his hair back; indicative of nobility. His right bang hung slightly down, dangling as it was straightened. He seemed rather clean today but that didn't really explain why he was here. Alas, Takashi stood at the foot of the wilderness. Here, at the edge of Rugonkai (hell even past it) stood a forest. It was gargantuan in size and rather dangerous.
This forest was notorious for hollow and a hiding ground for other factions. This spirit forest was filled with dangers and it was advised that no one be here after dark. There generally wasn't a need to come here unless you were collecting samples; of which Takashi needed. In addition, surviving here generally toughened people up. The shinigami would build various tents around this area to where he would camp out. He had fought many opponents here and trained the ability of Sakugen. It was all a long time ago however, perhaps when he was an academy student. It was perfect training though, for yet another student.
Takashi stood with a book in his right hand. His eyes scanned the page. There seemed to be some what of a pictured bookmark there as well; appearing to be of some flower. The shinigami would occasionally look towards the picture and then back at the text. In the back of his mind, he was also wondering why his student was so late. He had told her to pack specific gear only; survival gear as he called it. He had asked her to meet him here, a few hour journey by her speed he guessed. Whatever was stalling her, he had hoped she would get here soon; Takashi couldn't be late for his dinner with his parents.