[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northeast Seireitei

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From 7th Dvision Barracks

Katsuo had finally arrived back at 7th Division’s Barracks after being treated in 4th’s emergency by the lovely Junko. Having pushed the gates open, he stepped in and was welcomed by the two members of the division who initially carried him to the 4th division’s emergency area. He had minimal scarring left and just a slightly larger wound upon his shoulder; which should heal in about a week, according to Junko. Well that is if Katsuo would rest during that week, however it was not meant to be. He wanted to push himself to the limits and grow as a shinigami. As he made his way toward the training grounds, Katsuo’s crimson hues took notice of a fur-like creature, wearing a shihakusho. During his absence from the division, it seemed like 7th had received new recruits. Considering how bad it was here at 7th, there wasn’t even a captain or Lt occupying the seats. Katsuo’s interest in the new member peaked and thus he had changed his direction and made his way toward the being. Upon closer look, it seemed like the creature was covering his face with a hood. Standing right above the creature, Katsuo offered out his right hand, wincing slightly from the pain as the wound had still been in the healing process. ‘’Yo! Welcome to 7th Division, my name is Katsuo!’’ He paused for a second and then asked the creature his name, ‘’So what’s yer name?’’, waiting for a friendly greeting in return, or at least hoping for one.

 

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Ah, finally the first one arrives. He turned his body toward the young man, looking like a literal grim reaper with his hood up and that huge Nodachi on his back. Well. If these 7th Division members were to be his new squad mates, his new partners… they had best get used to his real face. Daiki unmasked his face, and revealed his true form to the young man that arrived first, if others were to arrive to the 7th training yard after, they'd see his true form. Daiki walks over, and towers over the young man.
"Daiki Komamura, at your Service, young Katsuo."
He'd say before looking the white haired man over. It seemed as though the 7th Division was just as bad off as he'd heard. He wondered temporarily why that was… perhaps the events of the Kotetsu killed off a few members, or the Rukongai has turned for the worse, even worse than he'd imagined. Maybe, many aren't cutting out in 7th, and are getting injured more than usual due to the fact they haven't trained enough.
"Hmm… while we wait for other members to arrive, do you mind sharing with me, what you can do in terms of Combat and strategy? Show me your strengths?"
Daiki wouldn't go easy on them… nothing in the Rukongai will. Why should he? Thanks to his education in 4th Division he could… educate this Division as much as he wanted to. He only hoped, Katsuo had a lot of skill within him. There were more ways to take down enemies than an activated Zanpakuto, and that, was just what Daiki wanted to teach them.

 

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When the creature stood up, he had completely overshadowed Katsuo. For a human Katsuo was above average in height, but this being stood at about 7 feet tall. The creature had removed his hood, full exposing what he truly was. Katsuo was rather impressed by the wolf and his massive size. He had introduced himself as Daiki Komamura; his name had Katsuo puzzled and it seemed Daiki would not shake the hand Katsuo had offered, so he retracted it. Thinking constantly, ‘Komamura?... Why does that sound so familiar.. Komamura? Komamura? Wait…’, looking closer, he then shouted out loud, ‘’KOMAMURA! Like… you are part of that Komamura taicho’s line?’’. Katsuo was amused and before he could get sidetracked too much, he was asked about what he could do; having calmed down, he answered, ‘’My specialty lies in hand-to-hand combat, the martial art known as Muay Thai. I have also recently been taught how to manipulate my shikai better. My kido does need work however, I can only use a couple of spells, sir Daiki.’’ He looked up to Daiki awaiting any thoughts or comments he may have.

 

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Katsuo begins by thinking a little too hard on Daiki’s last name. He didn’t begin the training session, which was his first mistake. Daiki turned his head sideways, before stating thus, answering Katsuo’s question on the Komamura.
”Sajin Komamura. He was my great grandfather. Now….”
Katsuo would soon come to regret continuing the idle chit chat, as Daiki would show him what it meant to be a member of Division seven, as his arms and torso came out of the hooded Shirt, he reared his fist back. Upon his outward appearance, Daiki was a scrawny looking thing compared to his ancestor, however when the shirt came off, one would be able to tell much better just how physically strong the wolf-man was. Daiki would aim his fist for Katsuo’s gut, he only hoped this young man was ready to defend himself, a good combatant at hand to hand? Daiki would be the judge of that. His own best skills are in Zanjutsu and hand to hand, but Daiki also knew certain kido, and how to use them to his advantage. Katsuo was in for one of the hardest, if not the hardest training sessions of his life.
”you should have moved, a bandit or rogue shinigami is not going to have the courtesy to wait for you to think upon their name.”

 

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Ashura Nojukubi

Learning about a training session going down in the 7th division barracks Ashura was more than happy to join his comrades. Arriving slightly late to the training session the young man managed to make it before things began. Ashura wore a normal soul reaper attire, without any shoes or socks, and he wore a scarf around his neck that was rugged as it was torn and crafted from one of his old shirts that he wore in the rukon district; Ashura carried his zanpakuto in his left hand which had a unique cloth tied around the hilt. The young man would usually wear his father’s tattered red haori tied around his waist, however the previous day the young man decided to try out a new look. Cutting his silver hair short giving it a shaggy look.
Ashura would arrive in the area where the others were planning to train slightly late as the two already began introductions, he noticed the two people only one of them was human. He was surprised at Daiki revealing his face, Is he a man fox or a fox man the young man thought to himself. However the young man would remain off to the side as the others spoke, being out of place and out of mind Ashura observed as he propped against a wall waiting for the training session to begin. His arms tucked into his sleeves and his foot on the wall, he noticed that Daiki began the training session. Suddenly Katsuo seemed to not pay attention to Daiki’s charge, however Ashura was willing to take advantage of Daiki’s overconfidence. “Now” the young man thought to himself entering shunpo as he pushed off the wall. Ashura timed Daiki’s attack, the moment his fist was merely a few inches away from Katsuo’s gut Ashura would reappear with his right knee only 5 inches away from Daiki’s jaw coming from the man thing’s right side. If his attack were to land it would prevent Katsuo from being attacked, however the blow would only be hard enough to stop Katsuo from being hit.
Given Daiki’s physique Ashura knew the blow would only stun him for a brief moment, if the attack landed it would be followed up by a forward thrust kick from his left foot, which would cause the man to slide a few feet. Even if both attacks were blocked the combination would still follow through in order to create space for Ashura to land in front of Katsuo, and the young man would proceed to introduce himself.