Overall Development [JT]

[Angel]

In one of the general training fields of the seireitei not designated to any one squad, Angel had come to train her skills, but this time among her fellow Shinigami of different backgrounds. She was looking for training of really generally anything. Training in Squad Seven has definitely become something that has been harsh as of late due to the harsh expectations coming from Kaen Youji, the Fukutaicho. On top of this, she has been waiting for a notice from the captain about her promotion or not. So, she found that in the process, she has occupied herself with improving her skills on her own time. That was what brought the youthful Shinigami here on the quest of improvement.

The battle against the Mod Soul was something exhilarating, and Squad 12 was moderately pleased with the sample of an arm as well as the detailed information she gave of the powers it had and the general appearance she could catch. The burns were well healed by Squad 4’s Shinigami members, which she owed a thanks to Musuhina Kesshino. Looking all around this sandy training field, littered with training dummies and equipment, she saw several men and women clashing fists, blades, and testing their Kido on the world around them. Taking a deep breath, she felt as if she were comfortable. It reminded her of the academy training grounds that she was in not so long ago.

She stood at the short height of 5’2” and was a light weight of 110 pounds even. On top of that, she looked to be around fourteen years old in age. Though, of course she wasn’t actually that old. She was 62 years old, going on 63. She’s come a long way from serving some Kasumi’Oji man as a servant girl. Being at a loss for words on what she would be training in today, she decided why not a little bit of everything? That was the kind of girl Angel was, one that wasn’t particularly masterful in any area, but was evenly spread out like jam on toast. She had a taste of each area’s expertise. Stepping into some of the less densely populated areas, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then extended her right hand while grasping it tightly with her left.

”Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws!” A growing ball of glowing reiatsu amassed in her palm, condensing, and then resting dormant under her control as she sharply opened her eyes to a nearby boulder. “Hado no Sanju San: Sokatsui!” The ball of energy was released from her hand, roughly the size of half a torso. Slamming into the cliffside at decently fast speeds, the blast erupted in a flash of blue, shattering stone with relative ease.

She admired Kido, loved it as an art, admired the power it had from the strength of one’s spirit. As the smoke cleared, an indent was present large enough for the average man to stand in from the force she was able to exert. It was one of the newer ones she’s been able to learn, and she was close to reaching its mastery. Having figured that if she was to be a seated officer, she’d need to learn some new techniques. Taking time off of work was fine in order for her to grasp these concepts and apply them, expanding her arsenal in both Hado and Bakudo for all forms of situations. Why, perhaps some day, she’d be able to become a master of Kido herself and use the highest of numbers.

Clenching her right fist, she opened it once more, feeling good about this strength. Yet, deep in her psyche, there was a light rattle of chains, a foul being living inside of her, representing the lust for power. ‘Not bad at all my vessel. I’m sorry...wielder. Not half bad...I can’t wait to see you exploding all of our enemies into paste. Hahaha! I just really can’t wait.’ Clenching her fist tighter, she shook her head to the side. ’You don’t control who I am. I am who I want to be, and I guarantee you that I’ll never explode anyone to bits for the sake of it like you do…’ There was disgust in her mental tone, and then it remained quiet for a moment, the voice then calling out, ‘We’ll see my little Angel~’ 

She didn't need power like that. Or if she did, she'd control it, she wouldn't let it define who she would be. This was her strength, not HIS like he kept insisting it was. It was because of her hard efforts that she was able to score high on the officers exam. It was because of her efforts that she was able to survive so long against such terrifying enemies. He wasn't the one that contributed countless hours and days training to progress. On top of that, she fought so that she could be an inspiration, a protector of Seireitei. This monster in her mind fought only for himself and the prospect of needless bloodshed. It was sickening, it was detestable, it was so...unlike her, she hoped. She wanted to be as far away from that as possible.

He tormented her, laughed at her, insisted that they were one and the same, but if that were true, then why did it feel so wrong? BECAUSE IT IS WRONG is hat she would undoubtedly say, but then why did he exist? There had to be some reason, and yet she couldn't come up with one. It was part of her, and she of it. 'Stop thinking and train Hikari. Just stop...thinking about it.' Lowering her arm, she looked down to her Zanpakutou. It wasn't an Asauchi anymore, but out of all the enemies she has ever faced, she feared this one the most. She could not live without it, but she fears living with it. 'Good...you should be afraid.' Angel took a deep breath, and moved on, not quite aware that she was drawing a little bit of commotion.

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Training for half TTP/half SP

[Yun Fēng]

I want a zanpakuto already..., Yun groans himself out of a midday stupor after a lantern lined night party for stealth core newbies raged throughout the night, celebration for another lucky fool who unlocked their shikai finally, after years of patiently talking to his dormant inner spirit. Laying beside some unpacked mats and empty sake bottles, his body suddenly froze in dreaded fear before reassuring himself, the sheer thought of potentially missing his work hours killed him inside, since he had a nice 80 year streak of being on time no matter his condition.

The whisps of liquid pleasure finally dissipated from his once clouded brain as he finally pulled himself up, shading the sun's rays with his hands as Yun realised his head was covered by someone's pink embroidered yukata obi. Assuming he was still inside an Onmitsukido barrack, the lingering smell of left over food, sex and liquor gave the location a raunchy smell reminiscent of a cheap whore house in Rukongai's finest districts. This clearly wasn't anywhere near any barracks, the sounds of wildlife and the sky high sun could've tipped him off before if his senses wasn't so blurred.

Fully surveying the area, Yun stood amidst all kinds of junk with his co-workers nowhere to be seen, it was like they fled a crime scene where the dead body was left alone, untouched in the face of mother nature and father time. Sight of half empty liquor bottles, pieces of clothing strewn about all circling around a centred crude fireplace where sticks of half eaten or finished food litter the insides of the snuffed or ember filled hearth. The first course of immediate action is to stamp out the fireplace and rid the area a possible fire hazard, next is to look for any left over booze and hop over to a lake for some cold bath.

Yun did just that, first to kick the pile of burnt sticks into dry ash, then he picked up a three quarter full jug of sake to drink for later and finally meandered his way towards the side of a stone cliff, seems the camp area was picked due to the high vantage area so the group could drink under a star filled night sky. Peering down, the thunderous sounds of kido being practised shook Yun's balance slightly, it was enough to alert him but not enough to send him tumbling down. Once spotting a nearby small lake, he first dropped the sake down, testing the height to see how far the drop was so he could contemplate whether or not to cannon ball down.

*Plaaash*

The echoes of a splash slightly filled Yun with caution, not because of the drop and the possibility of getting hurt but the condition of the sake bottle made him grow weary, he didn't want to drink a diluted mess of water and rice wine. Ah well, here's to hope it is still fine! Yun readied himself and jumped off the cliff, shooting straight down into the water without much concern, knowing the water was deep enough to land safely into. *SPLASSSSSSSHHHH* The noise echoed even greater then that kido attack before. Safe and sound, Yun swam upward to grab his bottle and remove some of his outer shihakusho, intent to bathe in the cool cold lake on the shoreline of this body of water.

[Angel]

There really wasn’t such a thing for Angel like the kind of life that Yun lived. She didn’t drink, smoke, and has never had sex. You’d have to be some weird hentai if you were interested in a girl that looked to be barely in her teens. She however did have her own ways of enjoying her time. Namely, she enjoyed ridding the wilderness of Hollow that have strayed too close. Seeing that Soul Society was gaining new captains, the Hollow thread and organization of the forces were improving, at least steadily. Some of her other leisures including on casting Kido because of her fascination with the art and as efficient training for herself. Preparing to cast another, she stopped at the moment a loud splash echoed in the distance. Ears perked, she tilted her head before trying to come up with the conclusion that most made sense.

There must have been a lake or something of that sort nearby. Vanishing in a blur of movement, she head to the east, the origin of the sound she had just witnessed. So, as she approached through the thicket of trees, bushes, and other what nots, she found herself at something of a decently large display of water. Narrowing her eyes, she looked out to see a male swimming, enjoying himself. Well, unless that was some sort of training of course that she didn’t realize. It was good to note though. Would be a good place to test her Kido, without destroying rocks and sending shards of stone everywhere. However, he did know that this was on a training ground right? Or maybe he just didn’t give two shits?

Well, if he was looking to have some fun, she’d indulge. Speaking one of the shortest, quickest, and easiest incantations there quite possibly were, she aimed her middle and index finger out to the surface of the water. In the whisper, she called out her attack. “Hado no Ichi, Sho.” A sudden invisible blast of force slapped with ferocious force, launching a small wave of water to slam into the man and send him underwater. Nothing serious though. He’d be able to get back up just fine. Stepping from the now hole sized bush she made, Angel stood with her hands on her hips with a neutral expression on her face.

“Now, I hope you know that this is a training ground, not a swimming ground.” This was some rather reprehensible behavior, especially when she was able to see the sake bottle while she was casting. There was no party time, or at least there certainly shouldn’t be. The young girl took liberty to scold the Onmitsukido member with at least feigned strictness. “Now what did you think you were doing? Saving the world from alcoholism by drinking all of it yourself?” What she imagined was a bit of a joker, looking to have his fun instead of working or training his own skills.

On her black robes rested her badge insignia ranking her as an unseated member of Squad 7. Though, she was still waiting to hear about that promotion from Himitsu-Sama. Kaen of course was the one who had tested her, and she was going to have to work harder she imagined to not only hold but perform the duties of a seated officer if she were to be granted the spot. She never thought it was going to be easy in the first place. Which was one of the reasons why this clown here sort of irked her. That was alright though, he’d learn after swimming furiously in an attempt to get out of the water in time. "What's your name and rank?" Rudely, she didn't offer her own in compliment. Not that she was openly trying to be a jackass anyways.

[Yun Fēng]

From the deep lake bottom to a brighter water surface, it didn't take long for Yun to ascend and break through. Spurting out a half mouthful of water upon greeting the outer world once more, he rubbed out the water that entered his ears and eyes to gain some short moments of clarity, before searching for his gourd full of rice wine that landed a couple of feet away. The object swayed away from Yun due to his impromptu cannonball, that entrance generated enough force to push the bottle of booze near the other end, beside a steep earthen incline where a large array of nature dotted around the isolated lake.

I wouldn't be surprised if I hear this is actually a captain's training ground, this body of water is too deep to be called a simple lake, Yun inwardly mused as he swam towards shore. Yun was too focused in swimming to notice the thickets stress away by the Squad 7 Officer's effort, what did catch his attention was a woman's vocal incantation. "Hado no-" KIDO?! Yun's instinct screamed to dive down and prepare for combat once crawling to the surface, it was unlucky to meet a enemy in this scenario.

Before Angel could even finish her spell, Yun swam a couple feet deep and kicked with all of his might towards where he last heard the voice, barely dodging the half-assed attempt to harm him, Yun still felt the kido spell's shockwave propel him ever forward and further to his now short goal. The hole within the water that this miss created quickly filled with water, some of it was splashed back towards her direction, the force was enough to push Yun's bottle safely to shore and roll near a tree trunk, even though the cork holding the wine seemed dangerously loose by now.

The shockwave surprised Yun, who reluctantly took in a small mouthful of water, the partial break in concentration gave some breathing room for Yun to notice the shore incline just in front of him. Baring with the lack of much oxygen, Yun caught the submerged ground with his right hand while his other gripped onto a senbon pulled from the inside of his waist sash. "Now, I hope you know that this is a training ground, not a swimming-", Rupturing out clearly from the water directly in front of the miss, Yun cut off her small rant she had going and tackled her onto the ground. With a hateful stare and a needle touching hovering one of the eyes while the other arm's forearm placed pressure on her windpipe, "You trying to fucking kill me, lady?!" Yun growled before he started to inspect her face, starting with her eyes.

This woman has more of a sheltered princess vibe, not an assassin, Yun settled within his mind after a couple seconds of recapping what she said previously, before he rudely cut her off.

[Angel]

Seemed Yun had a very good sense of hearing as he heard her whisper, at least the part about Hado. Even though he swam down, instinctively, it seemed he barely dodged the rather weak attempt at harming him. Though, at the mention of water coming back at her, it was a rather weak Hado, one that she’d just simply take a few steps back to avoid getting her feet and her outfit wet. Considering the fact that his own bottle of Sake simply floated and was lightly pushed away, she of course didn’t mean to hurt him. Now, if she did, she would certainly use something other than a Sho. It wasn’t that she had a personal grudge against him either. It was just that she particularly didn’t enjoy slackers, and based on what she saw, she perceived slacking.

When she saw him approaching, running in fact to tackle her, she instinctively leaned forward, grabbing the man by his wet robes around the abdomen region, pushing her shoulder into him, and then leaning backwards, allowing his force to help throw him over her shoulder. While she wasn’t wet earlier, she was wet now, but the Shinigami in front of her simply was on his back on the grassy thicket with a simple crackle of the leaves under him. It was a well executed Judo throw from a decent martial artist. If she were successful in her attempt, she’d simply stand back a few steps, a look of indifference on her face. Now...time to continue what she was saying.

“This is a training ground, not a swimming ground, and isn’t the time to be drinking Sake Swimmer-San. I’m sorry to have shot at you like that.” She looked at him, understanding why he might be a bit upset. She interrupted his fun time swimming and drinking sake. She could understand why he would try to get back at her, but what she didn’t understand was why he was enjoying himself, especially in these times. Yes, being a Shinigami was a highly sought after career because of it’s luxuries that it offers, but Angel anyways was not the kind of girl who took advantage of those. She trained, she worked, and she enforced the laws. However, one thing that she’d expect is that if you come to a training ground, you’ll be there to actually put in the work. Yes, what she had done wasn’t professional, but it irked her to see...enjoyment in life?

One could say that Angel was a stick in the mud, especially considering all of the horrifying things that she has faced. From being used as hollow bait at Hueco Mundo in exchange for her comrade’s lives, from having a psychotic Zanpakutou Spirit which thought of her as a vessel for freedom, and from the stress of the exams needed to become a seated officer. Life was stressful, and she needed a distraction. She needed something to busy her mind, and so that was why she noticed this fellow Shinigami doing something that she could act upon. ‘You know...he could get you into a lot of trouble. You should just kill him.’ Shaking her head, she looked to the downed man with an apologetic look. “Gomen. I really am sorry. Just...I’ve been overworking myself too hard and I needed a distraction, so when I saw you swimming in the pool, I went a bit over the top and gave you quite the shock I bet.”

What she did wasn’t the right thing. Holding her hand out, she was going to offer him support to stand up. She wasn’t meaning to be an asshole...just she could see herself being portrayed as one. “It just looked like you were goofing around and having a good time. I probably shouldn’t have bothered you.” She wasn’t the best at socialization, so she wondered how he was going to take this. If he were to stand up, she’d put one arm behind her head before releasing an animesque cloud from her mouth with a sweatdrop on the side of her head. She really needed to get to know people. Anyways, turning to the fellow, she looked to see how tense he was, the emotions on his face, trying to figure out what he might do in retaliation. She could see his intent to attack her earlier, what would stop him now? Well...hopefully her apology meant something, because if not, the next words she said might. “I’ll make it up to you.”

[Himitsu Kasumi'Oji]

+130 CTP to both participants