Show Me What you Got [NDE/JT]

[Ōkami Shihoin]

This is a joint training thread between Ōkami Shihoin, and the unseated officer, Shizuyoko Toraumi

Shizuyoko has requested a promotion, and this did not go unnoticed. The Head Captain of the Ōnmitsukido decided that he would determine whether she was truly ready. Thus, it is quite simple. This is a test of her strength and a chance for Ōkami to impart wisdom upon one of his members.



A day before, Shizuyoko was stopped by a figure garbed in skin-tight black clothing. A mask covered the figure's face and they never said a word. Instead, they only delivered to the unseated member a Hell Butterfly, one which would tell her everything she needed to know. And like that, the figure was gone, disappearing before her very eyes as a result of incredible speed. This was only expected of a member of the famed Black Ops, the Ōnmitsukido.

Meet me at the Ōnmitsukido training grounds tomorrow just before sunrise.

The message was simple, really. The Shihoin Head was not a man of many words. He was always straight to the point. Concise and succinct as some would put it. His message told her everything she needed to know. She would meet him before sunrise, at the crack of dawn just before the sun's radiant light would shine. This was a more fitting time for members of the Black Ops. Darkness was their friend. Darkness was their ally. Ōkami Shihoin wanted to see whether Shizuyoko had learned this among other things.

When she arrived, she would see the expansive training grounds of the Black Ops before her. The space was large, modeled in a similar manner to the underground training area that the Shihoin had within their manor. At one point, the Shihoin had been the sole members of the Ōnmitsukido. Now, that was no longer the case. In previous times, it had been okay for members to train within that underground facility in the Shihoin manor. However, now that the Ōnmitsukido was made up of more than just Shihoin, a new training grounds was required. And over the years, with each successive Captain it had been improved, and even the late Kenryoku Kawada had added his own touch and his own improvements to the facility. One of these was equipping it with technology with the help of Azumi Kasumi'Oji.

That technology was what would allow the Shihoin to fight with his full power, despite having lost his powers to his Uncle, Hiroshi Shihoin, some months ago. Until he could find the man, he would never regain his zanpakutou spirit or reiatsu. So, somehow planning ahead, Azumi Kasumi'Oji had given Ōkami the ability to sync himself with the facility and create a hologram of sorts, one which knew all of his non-release techniques and fighting capabilities. The only thing it could not do, however, was release. The Shihoin Head was not a man who liked to release in front of everyone anyway, so it did not matter. As he sat in the booth overlooking the training grounds from the ceiling above, he couldn't help but wonder whether Azumi had created this technology for those who had undergone Saigo no Houmen, a power he heard she and Takehiko Kuchiki had used in the final battle against the Emperor. It was a power he knew of from talks with Monarch. Azumi's brilliance and ability to plan ahead had always surprised him throughout their friendship.

Now, with Ōkami appearing there before Shizuyoko, eyes hidden behind those thick goggles, they could begin. He did not want to have anyone else administer this test so as to stamp out any rumors regarding his status as the Captain because of his defeat. Not many knew of the true consequences of his defeat during the breakout. Not many knew that Ōkami had lost his powers except for Sozen and the Captain Commander. Only a select few of the Captain's knew because of the Shihoin Head's secretive nature. The Captain Commander, respecting the Shihoin's pride, had even written his departure off as a secret mission to find Hiroshi Shihoin and assassinate him. So, that was the only thing Shizuyoko would know about her Captain's disappearance. But now, he was back, just to oversee her strength personally before heading out once more to stalk the man who had turned his back on Soul Society and stolen his powers.

"It is a pleasure to meet you." the Shihoin greeted his unseated officer. Though stoic, Ōkami Shihoin was still a kind and polite man. He just chose not to reveal any other emotions to those who weren't family or had earned his trust. At the moment, Shizuyoko was neither, but hopefully by the end of this he would understand more about her and come to have some trust in her. It all depended on how things went. "Let us begin. If you have any questions of me, you may ask them and then you can strike whenever you are ready." Quick and to the point, that was the Shihoin Head.



OOC: Ōkami will be training for CTP

[Shizuyoko Toraumi]

Training for CTP

Shizuyoko had been a bit surprised when the Captain had asked her to meet him in the training grounds. And, of course, kneejerk reaction, she almost felt worried. He thought she was challenging him for his spot. But of course, like always... she reminded herself. She was a shinigami now. More or less. this wasn't the white sands, she didn't have that sort of worry now... she hoped. But that DID mean that she was likely going to either be trained or tested. And given how rigorous the omnitsukido training was, she had a feeling it was not going to be super pleasant. The very FIRST thing she had to do though... was get dressed.

It took a bit, getting into her uniform, but not nearly as long as one imagined. The stealth force was a unit that needed to operate quickly after all. In addition to being cheap, yet incredibly high quality material, it also slipped on rather quickly, and before long, Shizuyoko was tying her hair back, fitting it beneath her cap, she was all suited up in that weirdly tight, form-fitting uniform of theirs. Nothing at all like the flowy, roomy uniform that most shinigami got to enjoy. Shizuyoko herself was always kinda unsure as to why it was designed like that. Well, until her first mission. Turned out that all that billowy cloth hindered your ability to be stealthy sometimes.

In any case, once she was dully geared up, she made her way to the training grounds. And for the first time.... she didn't hide her tails while doing it. It had been .... well a long time after all. But with recent events.... with no less than two captains finding out about her tails... she would figure that Okami probably knew about them by now (possibly to the surprise of herself and Okami once she arrived). So instead of keeping them in her pants, those seven, meter-long, black, scaly tails moved casually with her step, every bit as silent as she was as she finally spotted the man. It was a long walk though, so she had... time to think.

She considered her approach, as honestly, she was a little... afraid. This man was her captain after all. She didn't doubt that he was probably an incredibly skilled person, capable of both incredible stealth and likely high detection skills. Not only that, but he probably was just as skilled as she was in terms of hoho, no probably MUCH more skilled! She could only imagine what sort of awesome techniques he might have, and frankly it made her excited! Biting her lower lip just to try and calm herself.

When he greeted her, she promptly nodded, bowing her head in respect to her leader and pausing, a little... surprised at how... ungrowly his voice was. She expected something menacing. But well, now that she thought about it, none of the captains she had ever met in her long life had been very unsurprising. Even the ones she had fought had always had some...strangeness about them. Though on one side, she never did get a chance to at one. She felt one of her tails curl slightly at the thought, a detail she decided to ignore.

"The pleasure is all mine captain." She noted, pausing only briefly to note that he was much less.... animated than the other captains. Raion and Kimiko had been much more enthusiastic. Probably also why Shizuyoko had been groped by both captains during her encounters with them, but she put that aside. Statistically, in her experience, Okami was the outlier. But being part of the omnitsukido she supposed that made sense. He probably wasn't like any other captains.

"I don't expect you owe me any answers Captain." She noted softly, humbly at that. Behind her half mask she felt much less.... bubbly than she usually was. Then again that was just virtue of her uniform. She was normally a bright, sunny, happy person. But when she had her uniform on, it wasn't time for games and the like. And because of that, at that moment, Shizuyoko might seem very stoic at first. But unlike Okami, she wasn't entirely able to hide it. Even with that flat tone, her voice still carried soft and smooth as a bell, and was almost... comforting. That obnoxiously high light aura of hers at work. Her mere presence was like a big blanket. Kinda ironic for someone in the stealth force.

Of course, for her next action, that blanket would be gone fairly quickly. In that next split second, she decided to attack. And unbeknownst to her, she was likely going to surprise the captain with a speed that actually surpassed his own. In that brief instant, she would vanish from his sight, and execute a Senka attack. Of course, with her skill in hoho, as well as the fact that she had mastered the technique, it wasn't quite the same attack that the ability had been designed for. Shizuyoko's spiritual pressure was very low after all. With low amounts of energy and an annoyingly common problem with cutback, she had practically based her entire fighting style around avoiding that rebound.

So when she sped past her captain, instead of stabbing, she actually used her hands. Typically senka operated in three distinct motions. The main motion of the entire body to slide past the opponent. Then there were two attacks, one attack where the user unsheathed their sword and slashed or stabbed the opponent through the center of the chest. And as they moved behind the opponent there was a third motion in the form of a second attack, a backwards stab through another vital area. But of course without releasing, there was not going to be any impact based attacks. In fact, she had modified the attack to , of all things, grapple.

In the midst of that swift pass, her tails, or rather one of them, moved in conjunction with her right hand as she passed Okami on his right side, using both limbs to firmly curl around Okami's wrist and elbow, and in the same sweeping motion twist them, attempting to wrench the man's elbow out of socket before both limbs relinquished that hold on him. Her second attack, as she passed him, was a hook, swinging her leg around, but rather than it colliding with the man's head, it hooked around it, gently curling her foot against his ear, and then stomping down in an attempt to then stomp his head into the floor at his right side in a diagonal downward motion.

Of course, as a result of this, instead of ending the technique with her back to her opponent, the twisting motion left her at an about-face, with her facing her captain's back. And of course, she was braced. Because in all honesty she expected something. Shinigami were tricky after all. Many a time she had found some boobytrapped their bodies, or had some other odd secret defense up their sleeve. She had zero expectation that her attack would actually go through. But it was a strong opening move. And hopefully one that would humor her captain to the extent that she at least would get some praise on her initiative before he stomped her into the ground.

Not sure if we're tracking reiatsu so for now just gonna do it.
-100 reiatsu for Senka
1000/1100 Reiatsu remaining
Senka Attack Speed: 6,600

[Ōkami Shihoin]

Tails? That’s new…

The Shihoin Head quickly noticed the seven scaly, long tails protruding from the woman’s back upon her entrance. Of course, being her Captain, he had read up on her personality, capabilities, and mission success rate up to this point. If he was going to be testing her capabilities first-hand, he needed to know how she was doing in the field. How she was faring in this world of darkness in which the Ōnmitsukido resided. The only problem was that the Shihoin Head had read nothing in the reports of her possessing tails. Was it a technique? No, had it been a technique she would have saved it for later as a trump card to catch him off guard. No, those tails were most likely real. They were apart of her just as any other part of her body. Later, he would ask her about them, but for now, he needed to focus on her evaluation.

The man relaxed himself as she spoke, preparing himself for the coming battle. He was light on his feet, ready to react. He did not take any stance as he stood waiting. He chose to forgo any formal stance, in order to switch into Hoho or Capoeira depending on what was needed. His eyes were already scanning the woman’s body behind those tinted goggles. His eyes were already scanning her, a tactic he had been trained to utilize by the Ōnmitsukido. His eyes were already scanning the woman’s body, looking for any telltale signs of her coming attack. He did this for a living even outside of combat. This was his life for the past seven or eight centuries, so it was child’s play to predict what came next.

He sensed it. Ōkami could sense her in multiple different ways. The Shihoin Head could sense her intentions as if she were calling out her plan before even moving. He did not know what she planned specifically, but he could sense it. The ability to discern an individual’s intent with his aura. It was something he had come to apply in combat over the past centuries to bolster his physical and energy sensory. He sensed the buildup of energy, and he sensed the intent before she even moved. Her intentions for that first attack were not good. It was clear as day.

Oh snaps…she’s fast!

As the woman disappeared, using Senka to boost her speed to levels beyond his own, the Shihoin Head was already moving. Actually, moments before she had disappeared, he was already in the middle of taking off from his light stance. In this way, when the woman tried to move past his right side, it would appear as though Ōkami was faster than she was. With her speed outpacing his own, she would reach him just as he was launching off, despite his moving before her. He would already be in mid-movement by the time she got to him. And in this way, as the woman went to grab the Shihoin’s forearm with her right hand and that scaly tail, she would feel Ōkami’s body ramming into her own. There would be no opportunity to latch on with either the hand or the tail. Her body would collide with his own in a shunpo-enhanced charge that would send the woman sprawling. Basically, he had body checked her, having plotted her course as she took off with that incredible battle analysis of his.

With such average senses, it would be as if she was moving through a tunnel while moving at such incredible speed. And because of this tunnel vision, she would have been unable to see his movement before her arrival. So, when she arrived there and the Shihoin Captain’s body rammed into her own, she would be caught off guard, off balanced, and forced to let go of the arm, ultimately interrupting the rest of the Senka sequence. Actually, with the suddenness of that unexpected charge when she got there, it would have been difficult to have gotten any sort of good grip on the arm before she was sent flying. With no pain tolerance, the force from that shunpo-enhanced charge would cause enough pain that the woman would have more things to worry about than holding on. With no strength of will either, there would be no fighting through the pain and holding on in order to continue that sequence.

”My family has mastered that technique. I have seen it more times than I can count…” the Shihoin informed her, explaining just how he had been able to attack her in the middle of it.

He gazed down at her and as he did so, light reflected off of one side of the goggles to reveal one of his maize colored eyes behind the tinted glass. Quite intimidating he was in that moment. Not yet knowing his true speed, it might be assumed that he was faster than her. This was actually something he knew she might assume after that, but this was not the case. With an entire release revolving around the manipulation of speed, he understood it well, including how to counter it. He had faced many enemies in the past with speed exceeding his own. He had even been able to keep up with Aiko Shiba, a woman in the Zero Division whose speed more than tripled his own. And then after training with Monarch in Hueco Mundo, he had learned to keep pace with opponents who were faster than him.

Backpedaling, the Shihoin Head made room and prepared once more for Shizuyoko’s next attack once she got up. Once again, he did not take a stance. Once again, he was light on the balls of his feet. But as he stood waiting once more, he realized that with his monotone voice, he may have come off harsh in his critique of her approach. So, he corrected himself, so that she would not misinterpret, ”Do not misunderstand, that would have been quite an attack had you been able to complete it, but I want to see more than just your speed.” the Shihoin said in an attempt to explain his earlier statement. And then, he said something else that might make her wonder as to whether he had read her mind, ”Let us approach this as more of a friendly spar. Given what we do, if we both approached this as if on a mission, only one of us would be leaving here.” That last part had been….chilling. Would the Shihoin Head really kill her if they fought one another as if they were enemies? There were rumors that he had been apart of the assassination of Hiroshi Shihoin’s supporters, some of them even members of his own family; therefore, he had built a reputation as a man who did not tolerate nonsense. And with that emotionless expression, it was hard to read him to know for sure. ”Come at me again.” he beckoned.


Ōkami Remaining Reiatsu: 2950/3000 (-50 for Shunpo)

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{Ōkami's Stats and Skills}



Strength - Lowered [250 (125)] Points

Speed – [400] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [300] Points

Reiatsu Strength – Boosted [300 (600)] Points

Light Aura - [80] Points

Dark Aura - [20] Points

Instinct - [150] Points

Senses - [150] Points

Energy sensory - [50] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1600] Points

Abilities

[/b][/u] {3}

[*][Special Skill: Stealth] {2}

[*][Martial Arts: Capoiera] {3}

[*][Pain Tolerance] {1}

[*][Movement Skill: Parkour] {3}

[*][Hakuda] {3}

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[Shizuyoko Toraumi]

The sudden shift made her.... pause. In the midst of that step, just as she was executing the move, there was a pause, as when she was so very interrupted, her mind did pause as she felt her face impacting against Okami's chest in slow motion, her entire body slowly scrunching up against him as the impact mate her practically pancake against him for just a brief moment before newton's law took effect and she bounced right off of him, thrown back and rolling along the floor as....well.. he would find something so very interesting. As she bounced back, those tails flowed, and vanished into slits in her hakama, making her skid along the ground as suddenly an enormous ammount of her weight was focused on her legs, causing her lower half to drag behind her upper half. Halfway through her tumble, her tails suddenly sprung outwards, lunging her weight so that it was shifted to the upper half of her body, causing her to spring ontop of roling, launching herself away from him before all seven of those tails adjusted rapidly.

A tail in and of itself was an enormous boon to one's balance, and with seven of them controling the weight distribution of her body, she fell almost like liquid silver, seeming to roll and skip like she were dancing rather than wiping out after an utterly failed attack. But of course the attack hadn't been all in Okami's favor. Because he wasn't faster than her. Sure she wasn't as experienced as him, not by a long shot, but the fact of the matter was that at high speeds, she had a much higher proficciency than he did. Even in high-speed motions, she was skilled, to the point that she could modify her Senka so extensively.

She knew all about the tunnel vision that she gained when she used the technique, she knew more about it's intricacies than most bothered to ever delve into. She hadn't just mastewred senka, she was a skilled user of Hoho in general. And while she didn't have pure strength of will or pain tolerance, and that impact caused her body to tingle and feel sharp stabs of pain, she was very good at walking it off. The pain wasn't dulled, but it was brief, as her body simply recovered from the little exchange. And when she at long last came to a stop, standing on her own two feet instead of being stuck laying on the floor, those bright yellow-green eyes were watching Okami closely.

And her tails were gone. Or at least most of them. Three were in evidence. And indeed, were those tails glued to Okami's body instead of Shizu's, she would have known exactly where they'd gone, because unlike th4e captain, her eyes were trained in hidden little adjustments. She had seen that subtle adjustment of his form when he'd reacted to her own attack. Her instincts were just as fine as his, even if her senses weren't quite as up to snuff. She had noticed the change, but it just took her longer to analyze it and understand what it meant. Just like Okami would have trouble figuring out what had just happened to most of her tails.

In all actuality, they were hiding. And just like Okami, she had a very pronounced skill in hiding. Unlike Okami, she had actual skill in finding things that were hiding. And she would smile. And that smile would be....oddly...warm. Bright. Okami would probably be taken aback by the sudden sunny smile that came from the woman despite the combat situation. It was very asynchronous to the rest of her behaviors. Her attack had had a VERY aggressive intent. She had been very viciously intent on a potentially disfiguring attack. But she was so... warm, smiling. She had a very pleasant, motherly feeling about her, because she HAD , at some point in her long-ass life, been a mother. And it would likely be strange, even for Okami. Even if he had run into it before, it was incredibly unusual that he would have done so often, because the ONLY reason that Shizuyoko's incredible light aura was even possible with her...mannerisms. Was because of one thing.

A dark think that was sheathed at her lower back. That was like... a well. A well into which Shizu always dumped all of her negativity, her malcontent, her dark thoughts and impulses. It was something she had done before she had even become a shinigami. Almost a thousand years of negative emotions were sealed inside of the blade. And Okami wouldn't even know about it. The only evidence of it's presence was that Shizuyoko's aura was so pure, despite her actions.

"To be honest, outside of release, speed is all I have." She....well....technically didn't lie. In actuality her stealth was her biggest boon. Because she had VERY keen tools to use it: Her tails. Those tails, the ones that weren't out in the open, were a LOT to keep track of. Always moving. Because of Shizuyoko's incredible mental skill in multi-dexterity, she could use her arms, legs, and all seven of her tails as easily as anyone else could use one of their limbs, all at the same time. Even masters of battle analysis had a hard time keeping track of all of them. It was, quite literally, impossible unless someone had very specific training to fight her.

But the kicker was, that they moved in and out of view. Using her stealth skill. Because they were so catching, her opponent's eyes would always be trying to lock on whichever tail was going to attack, trying to focus on them to see any that were moving more aggressively. As such, the mind was not Actually focusing on the precise location of ANY of them, but instead had to focus on the differences between them, any that looked like they were moving out of turn to attack. And so, even normally, several tails could slip out of view unnoticed. But because of Shizuyoko's skill in stealth, in the blink of an eye, Okami went from trying to keep track of seven tails, to only even being able to see three of them, sliding into the slits in her uniform, wrapped under specially made openings in her top and her bottoms. And an even number of tails (four) were missing, distributed to her top and bottom, making it so there was virtually no shift in how top or bottom heavy she was. Which meant that those tails could jab outward from anywhere she damn well pleased, and with MOST people having no skill in spotting stealthy attacks, that was all it took.

Shizu had an impeccable record for her missions, for the clear and simple fact that she could be toe-to-toe with someone stronger and more skilled than her, and out of nowhere there would suddenly be a tail holding one of her zanpaku'to, gutting them before they even realized what was happening. And because she had so many tails to keep her balance, she was capable of very neutral stances that adjusted her tails instead of the main mass of her body in order to attack.

But of course...shizu hadn't ever fought herself. So she was largely unaware of any of that. Four thousand years of her life had been as a hollow. A decade or so as a human, and now she was a shinigami. She had been fighting like this for longer than Okami had been existing. The only reason her skills were so poor was because she was adjusting to her new humanoid form.

"And... well... as you said. I'm not sure we should be escalating this. So releasing would likely not be a good idea. I'm... sorry Captain, but I'm afraid this is the best I can do." She noted, with an honesty that was possible only because she was using her old skills as a reference point. She really DID think that this was all she had, because compared to her past? What she had was pathetic. She didn't even think to bother wondering why shinigami had so much trouble fighting her. she hadn't even fathomed WHY she killed them so easily. She had been murdering shinigami for as long as she could remember. And now the Central 46 paid her to keep doing it. Shinigami had never been hard for her to kill. So her proficiency had dawned on her as nothing more than a belief that shinigami were simply weak in general. She did not even think twice about Okami's ability to react to her terrifying speed. Those tails would writhe behind her, jerking, swishing, slowly curling behind her erratically, as if they were feeling about in the air.

When she used shunpo, there was no visible step. At least not one that Okami would be able to see. Even for all of his senses, her stealth was a powerful tool, and she hid the step in with the natural motions of her tails, executing half the motion by the slow, gradual adjustment of her tails to shift most of her body weight, allowing the step to be as minimal as possible, her mastery of Hoho coming into play as she minimized the necessary moves for USING the step to the absolute smallest motion, and then she used her stealth abilities to hide that motion. As far as Okami would be concerned, he might not even know she had used a shunpo, she simply vanished. And this time she didn't other moving in his direction. She was facing right at him, but with her tails, she as able to adjust her balance so that she actually moved diagonally, her mastery of the technique allowing her to modify it.

She moved to Okami's left with that high speed of hers. A speed which surpassed his own, and with her own reaction speed, she would keep her eyes squarely on him this time, even adjusting that tunnel vision of hers, anticipating her own speed and preparing. She knew Hoho far better than he did, and now that she was aware of his habit of tricking, she would us that knowledge, watching for the signs of a step in progress, and of course, would adjust herself in reply using her superior speed. It wasn't a glaring speed difference, but it would be enough. She knew his game, so she was going to try and take it from him.

Of course, once she actually arrived, she would eb standing calmly behind the man, and slightly to the right. And, probably much to his surprise, she would not move into his blind spot. At least not completely. He would see her in the corner of his eye, just barely a bit behind him, and with an arm extending out. And that would be a faint. Her tails had already proven that she cold attack from a neutral stance, so it would look like a feint, but thanks to that shunpo, he would know that that didn't actually mean anything. The real kicker was the tail that slithered not from those already out in the open, but one gliding out of a slit in her hakama, using her steakth skill, moving as her lower body was actually outside of his visual range, blocked by his own shoulder, as the tail would whip out and aim to cup the Captain's knee. Just forcefully enough so that the pressure of that sharp press would aim to shove his knee out of place, not enough to dislocate it, but enough to jerk it painfully inward and break the man's stance.

All the while, Shizu's head would be turned, looking almost cheerfully at her Captain throughout the entire maneuver. Captain. A word that meant something entirely different from shinigami. Shinigami in general were weak. A fact that her own service record had told her was true. But Shizu did NOT consider Captains Shinigami. She held no dellusions that Okami was in any way weak. She held no ideas of ever defeating him. But she did know testing. She rememered almost frightfully well how many arrancar had wanted to test her. She remembered the way they broke eachothers limbs. Removed chunks of flesh. To an arrancar or a hollow, sparring just meant that they weren't going to kill eachother. So she didn't feel the chill. She didn't react at all to that harrowing statement of his.

It wasn't that she had any lack of fear. She had plenty of fear. The deadly darkness that wrapped around daihachibi was plenty of proof of that. It was simply that Okami's statement didn't register as a threat. She had lived her life as a hollow. Nobody had ever bothered being coy. If someone didn't outright say that they were going to kill you, they were usually hiding fears of their own, or just toying with you. And four thousand years of being told that she was going to die had simply desensitized her. Death was not a threat. It was just part of her life. Okami's energy sensory wasn't quite high enough to snag the fact, mainly because Shizuyoko wasn't released.

But her reiatsu was hollow like.

She wasn't a vizard. Far from one. But she did not have quite enough faith in shinigami to believe that would make any difference. Every day since she had been in soul society she had been feverishly hiding her tails and her spiritual pressure. BEcause if the shinigami found out, death was not what she feared. She feared experimentation. It had only been after Captain Raion and Captain Kimiko's rather uncaring reactions to both of these that had even coaxed her to let her tails out in public. But death? It just didn't mean anything to a hollow. In her mind that's all she was. A hollow given zanpaku'to, ordered to kill for the Central 46.

" I confess... I'm not entirely sure what the point of this is. Given our squad's line of work. We aren't even really part of the Gotei. I don't understand why we emulate them. And given what we do, we more than any other squad, have a hectic life expectancy. I had figured that my service record would have been enough. Captain... why are you bothering to personally see to seated officers? Haven't enough of us died to teach you that we don't matter?" She asked in that eerily warm, sheepish voice. Her words clashing with her tone, and yet they lost none of their soothing nature. Somehow it was like Okami was being sat down and explained something. and yet her tone was still nothing but respectful. Respectful and curious. As someone who had murdered enough shinigami to fill every single rank in the curren soul society multiple times over, she truly did not understand why he was putting in so much effort.

Their enemies, the TRULY strong ones, would outlive them. In actuality, Shizu held such a ...disdain for the new, young Arrancar like Kuroi, like Myza, even monsters like the King of Las Noches. With their wars and their attacks. They had... no patience. No....care....no delicacy...no real solid ground for their little...bouts of self-indulgence. Shizuyoko had seen the rise and fall of many Captains. Had anything ever REALLY changed? No. She was used to living her life century by century. And now every day mattered. And Okami would see it in her face. She truly did not understand.

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{Shizu's Stats and Skills}
Strength - 100 Points (+25%= 125 Points)

Speed - 400 Points (+50%= 600 points)

Spiritual Pressure - 220 Points (-50%= 110 points)

Reiatsu Strength - 50 Points (-50%= 25 points)

Light Aura - 100 Points

Dark Aura - 0 Points

Instinct - 150 Points

Senses - 60 Points

Energy sensory - 0 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points


Total SP: 980 (400 from Class, 580 from training)

[Multi-Dexterity - This Skill Pertains to Shizuyoko's ability to use her tails simultaneously in combat]:{2}
[Damage Recovery]:{2}
[Stealth]:{2}
[Anti-Stealth]:{2}
[Hoho]:{2}
[Hakuda]:{2}
[Battle Analysis]:{1}

950/1100 reiatsu (-50 for shunpo)