[BSD-RP] Soul Society: Northeast Seireitei

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All hell broke loose once Jat opened his mouth to speak. For someone who is deaf is not often you hear him speak...at least out loud to others it was very unexpected. Jigoku rubbed his chin with his right hand closing his eyes thinking to himself on what to do for training today or better yet what he should work on. Letting out a loud sigh, Jigoku knew he needed to work on his rieatsu control. Sighing again he heard Kyuu talking about going to the hot springs...going there is exactly what he needed in order to concentrate.
"I'm down to go, need some relaxation anyway."
After speaking, Jigoku proceeded to walk past Ijo following behind Jat who followed behind Kyuu.

 

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Katsuo may have been surprised by the name and the race of Daiki Komamura, but one thing the big wolf did not know, was that Katsuo was always on guard. The one thing that was beat into him by the Muay Thai master in the academy, was to always be sharp and mindful of his surroundings. In any type of martial art, being on guard is a natural instinct that you have to work hard for. The moment Daiki began to move, his red hues narrowed at him. Katsuo pivoted his left foot slightly, matching Daiki’s movements with perfect synchronization, and then with boosted maneuverability, he’d throw up his right leg, bent at the knee, the knee would raise to meet the big wolf’s fist. Now had the wolf met with Katsuo’s knee, he should realize that Katsuo’s physique was far stronger than most hand-to-hand combatants. Training in Muay Thai one must have the perfect, equal strength throughout their physique. Katsuo knees were hardened to break other’s fists upon contact or block. Alas, it was not meant to be as some other Shinigami, who Katsuo had not recognised had butted in to give Daiki a surprised attack. At that point Katsuo huffed with a, ‘’Tsstt..’’ and began to bring his knee down, his foot, not falling flat to the ground, but the tips of his toes tapped the ground. He wasn’t about to let his guard down, if anyone knew Muay Thai, the tapping of the right foot or bouncing rather, meant he was gearing up for a powerful high kick to the head. A kick strong enough to knock out even the biggest of opponents. What may leave with someone wondering was the fact, Katsuo’s overall stance seemed relaxed. All he could do now was wait and see the outcome of this newcommer’s sudden appearance and attack toward Daiki and how the big wolf would react.

 

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Daiki's attention went from Katsuo, to this new fellow that barged in on the training almost immediately after it began. He assumed it had to be the other member of Division seven. Daiki intentionally took his rather soft blow to his face, it would prove a mistake to Ashura to underestimate Daiki, for his punch to Katsuo's gut turned quickly.into a grapple onto Ashura's leg he used to back kick Daiki's face.
As Katsuo would go for a kick himself, Daiki would turn Ashura's kick against both of them by spinning Ashura around, then using him as a sort of bat temporarily to send him and Katsuo flying back. It was apparent to Daiki, teamwork wasn't a thing between these members so far. He hasn't seen much between the two members before him yet. The problem with mastering one style in Hakuda, is that there were many styles, that could have moves that weaken the style you're trained in.. he wondered why Katsuo took a lot of pride in studying only one technique when there are so many.
As for Ashura, he was young, and reckless… getting himself into situations that could prove fatal.
"Study your opponent, before blindly jumping in… hmm. 7th division must have turned into the White haired man cub Division.."
He said, pinning his ears back, noticing both members before him were indeed… white colored in the hair.. the sunlight giving them both a silvery sheen. They could definitely stand out in a crowd.
He waited, to see if the two would get up to try again.
"I know you are both capable of doing better, that's why I joined you here from Division four. Bring my great grandfather's Division back to its former glory."

 

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Ashura Nojukobi

As Ashura’s knee landed the strike, the speed and force behind it would have seemed to not be enough to stun Daiki, as he'd attempt to grab the second silver haired shinigami after being kneed in the face. The young man had a change of plans canceling his second attack before he even motioned to do so, the young man would land on his feet and crouch ducking under Daiki's attempt to grab his leg swiftly as possible. The young man's hair would just barely miss the behemoths grasp by a few inches. Ashura's body reached a position which he could pounce upward with all his leg strength and deliver a full force uppercut a punch strong enough to shatters Daiki's jaw. As he felt the foxes durability as his knee connected the young man now new that he'd have to to take him seriously and use his true strength.
Immediately pouncing off the ground making sure to time it just right as Daiki's hand cleared his head, Ashura would be attempting upper cut to Daiki's jaw. The punch would be thrown with enough force that it would create a shock-wave to show how much said power into thrown into this attack even if his opponent were to block the attack it would sure shatter whatever bones it comes into contact with. If the new course of Ashura's assault were to be accomplished Daiki would be sure to be sent flying upward with a shattered jaw the young man made sure to include every inch of strength he had behind this attack no one of equal status would be able to tank this attack the least amount of damage it would is a stunned brain causing confusion within the mind of the person who received the blow they would find them selves seeing stars and doubles.
And with Daiki now facing Ashura his back would be turned to Katsuo leaving a possible opening.
Prior to his attack if it landed-
”You shouldn’t underestimate the 7th division, or an opponent that's half your size” the young shinigami stated as he was used to fighting opponents much larger than him due to some scuffles with grown men/thugs in the rukon district when he was a child. Hakuda was one of Ashura’s more advanced skills.
”A tiny bee can sting a human and cause them so much pain, the only lesson that needs to be taught here is that we of the 7th shall not be taken lightly” the young man stated as he spread his feet shoulder width apart and placing the hand which carried his zanpakuto behind his back and the other arm extended slightly forward at a 90 degree angle, all his fingers extended except for the thumb which was bent towards the palms of his hand. Ashura would wait to see what Daiki and Katsuo’s next moves would be.

 

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After his abrupt pause, Ijoushi shrugged to himself and returned to his training, pleased by the presence of his fellow officers. Sinking back into his pace, the boy continued to dart around the perimeter of the gym, boring a trail into the dirt where his trajectory was. Not only did Suru practice his speed, but he also worked on his precision; paying close attention to the trail his feet made and making sure they never strayed too far from his initial route. After several laps, Ijoushi could feel a current of air gilding him, allowing him to travel lucidly through the air, aided by the swaths of undulating wind that followed him. His frame snapped from the plane of sight, and his figure seemed to bleed into the air itself, his strides as fluid as the wind. Ijoushi smiled as he ran, and although the burn in his legs was still strikingly present, he felt somewhat serene as he trained, his eyes shutting and his eyebrows leveling as he continued. The regiment became naturally easier as it progressed, but Ijoushi made sure to constantly ramp up the pace, upping both the speed and strain of his run.
After his energy depleted fully, Ijoushi coasted through the current for a while and then dropped out of it, falling back onto the comfortingly solid ground. Air burst from his mouth, and he exhaled deeply, taking several generous swigs from his water bottle. He sighed, content with the results his training.
'Whew, that was really good. I should do some training more, I could become super strong!' Ijoushi thought to himself, a grin etched out on his face.
“Oi! I got a great idea you bums! let’s go to the hot springs!” The Lieutenant exclaimed, tearing Ijoushi from his episode of pride. “Yes, yes, we’ve all been working hella’ hard, why not kick back and enjoy life?” Ijoushi gazed up at Kyuuzou, nodding. He seldom heard the Koi speak in such a playful tone, and what he said was definitely accurate. He had only recently obtained a seat in the division, but he found his days had been packed with labor and training. He certainly enjoyed the challenge, but did agree that a break was well-deserved.
"Okay!"
Ijoushi grinned and took off, trailing behind Jigoku. He shadow-boxed loosely with the wind as he walked, hoping to pack in some extra training before they arrived.