New Second Division Captain - Training [Group.R/Squad 2 and Captains Only]

Eon awoke in his new bed. He now had a room in the Captain's quarters of the Second Division Barracks. It was weird being here now, away from all those he knew and surrounded by those he didn't know. As he thought over this he began to remember the beginning of his time as the Vice Captain of the Fifth Division. He had started out the same way, though it was significantly different from how it was now. Back then he hadn't bothered getting to know anyone in the Fifth Division. He had only focused on becoming stronger. When he became the Vice Captain he had finally took the time to get to know those within the division. Now it was a new division, new people, and a new start. He had to prove that he had what it took to be the Second Division Captain. This was his chance and what better way to get to know his squad than a direct encounter. He sat up in his new bed as he thought about how he should gather them into the training grounds. Eon was going to get to know his squad the same way he got to know some people from his other squad. Testing them in combat. He would go completely defensive and allow them to attack him with whatever they had. Maybe he could learn a few new things from them. He would also ask them a bit about this squad's members and hopefully make friends with them. Friends were vital to teamwork. If you were enemies, then teamwork wouldn't succeed.

Sighing as he got out of bed, Eon walked over to the mirror in his room and examined his appearance. His hair was dark brown for as long as he could remember, his eyes a deep green. Now his hair was a lighter brown and his eyes were a cold blue. Something within him was definitely changing and it definitely wasn't just his looks. Over time he had noted he felt angrier, he heard a voice in his head, his Inner World was even changing. He feared what was happening to him. It was like all the darkness within his heart that he hid away was rising to the surface. He looked closer at the mirror and saw small specks of red within his iris'. Maybe it was nothing, but even some of his hair was turning dark. It was strange and it left his light brown hair with black highlights almost. He frowned at this and brushed his hair out of his face. He would need a hair cut soon, his hair was getting too long and unruly. He would get it cut shorter after this training he would put his squad through. As his hand left his hair, small sparks shot from his head and more black appeared in his hair. His eyes widened and he shook his head, closing his eyes. When he opened them he tried convincing himself it was just a trick of the light and from him being tired. Surely that didn't just happen... Did it?

Walking to his closet, Eon opened it and looked at his new Shinigami clothing. He wouldn't be able to wear his old clothes now that he was a Captain. He had to go with the Captain uniform and wear the Shinigami robes with the Captain haori. Taking his clothes from his closet, he began to get dressed. Unlike most Shinigami who wore open arm sleeved robes, Eon had gotten long sleeves that fit over his arms like a long sleeve shirt, rather than being opened it was closed. Eon put on his sleeveless haori last and looked in the mirror at his appearance. He kind of liked his new look. He grabbed his Zanpakuto from beside his bed and was about to strap it to his waist when something made him halt. Looking down at his Zanpakuto, he noticed something different about it. The sheath now had a thin strap on it. The Zanpakuto was definitely his, but for some reason it had changed sightly. He knew how he should wear it, but he didn't know how he knew. It was almost like some instinct. Though, he did make a minor adjustment. Sliding it over his head and under his left arm, Eon wore his Zanpakuto with the hilt facing down diagonally to his left. Normally when people wore it slung over them like a backpack the hilt was over their shoulder, but Eon's was down by his hip. This was an odd fashion to wear it. Eon was satisfied with it now. He looked at the mirror and noticed another odd thing with his Zanpakuto. At the end of the hilt, a small cross was attached to it connected by a six in chain. It was weird, but he liked it. It was probably a gift from his Zanpakuto Spirit, Tentai Musha.

Now that he was ready, Ikazuchi was about to head out. However, something caught his attention in the peripheral vision. He turned toward his window where he spotted something. Something he hadn't seen in many, many years. It was a red scarf, one he had seen once before in the past. It had been the scarf his Sensei had kept in the living room of their house. He had once told Eon it had belonged to his own Sensei and that his Sensei had passed it onto him when he became strong enough to teach and protect others. Eon walked over to the window and grabbed the scarf. Its red silk flowing across his hands like water. He opened his window and looked around, but no one was there. Closing his eyes, he held the scarf close and muttered a small thanks. "Thank you Sensei... I will make you and Crystal proud..." Eon smiled and put the scarf on before walking out of the room. It was time to meet his squad.

He looked around the barracks and noticed they were nearly empty. Even he didn't know better, he would've thought that the division barely had any members. He looked at two shinigami a few yards away and walked toward them. He cleared his throat to get their attention and they turned immediately, addressing Eon as Captain Shikimori. "Hello. I would like you two to spread the word. Tell everyone I want all of the Second Division to meet me in the Training Grounds in one hour. Tell them to prepare themselves for combat training and introductions," said Eon, turning and walking away from the two before they could reply. Eon smiled and then jumped up off the ground and onto a rooftop. He looked around the area and decided to watch the Shinigami as they got ready and headed to the training ground. Eon would show up fashionably late as he liked to do. It was always interesting to hear and see what people did when higher authority wasn't around.

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Word Count: 1161
GP Gained: 22
GP Total: 22

This is Eon's new appearance. Though, so far his hair is light brown with black highlights, it's a bit longer, and his eyes are an ice blue.

Eon:

The Sun shined and warmth the world below itself. In a way the sun seemed like a king with such good servants that he gives forth warmth to show how much he appreciates their good deeds as he sat high on his throne in the sky. The wind was gently and playing tag through the hair of a young teenage girl, she looked to be about seventeen in looks, The girl was sitting in a field of swamp green and black grass that reached to her shoulders. Honestly she stuck out like a sore thumb by one thing in her appearance, her hair. Sure normal people had hair colors such as brown, black blonde etc. but this girl had a different color, a gently lavender purple. Did she dye it by chance? Could she have had some chemical reaction in her mother’s womb to have this hair? This was unknown to all by her. She didn’t mind her hair, she loved the color cause it made her stand out since she couldn’t be mistaken for someone else.

That was one peeve she had when it come to people: never EVER mistaken her from someone else for as far as she knows, no one else has Lavender hair. By knowing this, she was not to be called ‘ Stacy’, “Jenna’ or any other name but the one she was given from birth, Amaya Nanashi. Their was one other name she would accept to be called by purely because her last captain always called her “lavender’ purely because somehow he always forgot what her name was. Hell, she could write her name all over the barracks in plain view and implant her Amaya and face into his head, but he would still forget her name, so she just gave up and accepted this nickname. Before long, she found the others of her squad would use the same nickname when they didn’t need to talk formally to her. She grew to like the name lavender after awhile anyways so ‘Lavender’ and Amaya Nanashi, are the only two name she was to be called by. But enough with the small talk back to the character shall we?

Amaya opened her glistening Azure eyes looking forward. They were vast and deep, gaze catching to. She didn’t like her eyes very much for the fact that they seemed to ordinary to her, then again being in a squad with the same people day in and day out is ordinary as well so she is not one to complain about looks anyways, Most of those in her squad were men and they somewhat look the same, if they do not look, they definitely act the same towards the females being in a murderous squad of blood thirsty killer, which Amaya finds funny but that will be discussed later.

There was a rushing of grass in front of her was joined with a high pitch squeal of delight from some hidden person or thing. “Amaya-Chan!” Cried the figure as an eight year old kid bull dozed over Amaya, sending her on her back before summer saluting two more times finally landing on her back with an eight year old boy on top of her with his head planted between her breasts. “H-Hebi!” She stuttered somewhat dazed before she managed to unscramble her thought and the events of what just happened. She lifted her head up to see Hebi still face down on top of her. She let out a scream of sudden realization of someone’s head not belonging where it currently did not belong. She took both of her hands lifting Hebi up like a rag doll before throwing him to her left. Hebi tumbled before he ended up face planting against the ground several times.

Amaya rolled the opposite way of where she threw Hebi. She quickly got to her feet in a defensive stance, forgetting that the ‘thing’ that ‘attacked’ her was nothing more then her zanpakuto spirit, Heibi. “Oh my….I am so sorry Heibi!” she exclaimed realizing what she just did to her spirit. She felt horrible while she ran over lifting him up. Heibi was dazed but managed to say “Did someone get the license plate number of that train!” “Heibi…Heibi! Are you alright! Answer me!” She exclaimed shaking him. Heibi rapidly shaked his head for a few seconds before he came back down to earth. “Amaya- Chan….That hurt! Heibi no like you no more! Amaya-Chan meanie!” Exclaimed the child. “Heibi….I didn’t mean to but you just plowed into me like a brick wall and where your face landed was not wear anyone’s face should land and it was a reaction! I am so sorry Heibi!” she exclaimed truly sorry for doing that to her zanpakuto spirit. In a way, Amaya and Heibi could be considered brother and sister. Only she was the older sister and Heibi the ADHD brother with Bi polar on the side, what an amazing combination for a Zanpakuto spirit.

"Amaya-Chan…Heibi forgives you on the terms that you wakey wakey…You shaky shaky…” said Heibi happily hugging her giggling. Heibi always seemed on a sugar rush in his eight year old form. Somehow, Heibi always seemed to know the time and if someone was in the room snooping around while Amaya was sleep, he knew and was like a guard dog protecting its master.
“Alright Alright I will get going…and don’t destroy my happy place while I am gone.” She replied setting him down “Don’t worry Heibi will take good care of Amaya- Chan’s Happy place.” commented the Spirit waving while her world faded only to be replaced by her looking up at her ceiling. She heard knocking an a voice saying “lavender, the new captain is calling for all squad two members to report to the training ground for introduction and training thingy.” “Alright, I will be out shortly.” She commented while she moved up out of bed and to her closet, through on her uniform while brushing and styling her hair into a ponytail with a big black bow. She stopped when placing her uniform top on, She moved over to her mirror looking at her bandaged torso, shoulder and neck. She slowly removed the bandages seeing long ragged scars that took place of the wounds she had once received along with the huge scar she had since she died that covered her left shoulder to her elbow, the end of her shoulder blade, the beginning of her armpit to the tip of where her head connected to her neck. The scar was huge and white, noticeable with the other scars against her fair slightly tanned skin she had. Her fingers of her right hand moved over the scars individually but slowly. Each one held its own story that flashed in front of her eyes. “I was clumsy and stupid.” she whispered to herself.

She snapped out of her trance, putting on the rest of her uniform on. She uniform was form fitting on the top half the bottom was loose and flowing, which was good for her since she is more built for speed then strength anyways. Her sleeves were cut off around the shoulders, but was still attached , just allowing her shoulder to show and give her body more air, cause no one liked to be sweaty. She made sure she was not forgetting anything. She scooped up Heibi, tying him to her belt, making sure he was secure. The bell on the end held by ten chain links jiggled lightly “Alright Heibi…Lets go shall we and see the new captain…I wonder what he is like.” Commented Amaya to her blade happily as she was indeed excited and have been for awhile. She slide her door open. She saw some of her squad mates racing around to make sure everyone was up. She slide her door shut behind her before heading to the large ground outside. She did not see any captain figure or looking person in the crowd, so she was guessing he either got cold feet and ran off. Which was unlikely but no one knew much of this captain since he came late last night. Her other thought was that he got lost, which is unlikely since the barracks were not that confusing to get through, at least she didn’t find them confusing, then again she had been in squad two for what seemed years now. The only other option that came to mind was that he wanted to make an entrance. This was the most logical to Amaya since her last captain did the same thing but when she had just join squad two as their fourth seat, or one of the fourth seats. She awaited patiently unless those who were nervous and or excited. Lets see what this captain has in store for them.

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Gp no earned: 29
Gp new total: 29

A heavy bead of sweat dripped from Kasasagi's forehead, slipping through her bangs and getting lost along the way with the rest of her sweat-matted indigo hair. Her right arm was shaky as she held her entire body upside down with just the one arm, somewhere against the dirt of the training area for the second division. Her arm bent a few times and her entire body lowered while a few more beads of sweat disappeared into the tangles of her hair. Her hair had soaked up enough that from the ends that were hanging near the ground, a slow drip was trickling to the ground like the left over of rain dripping from a leaf.

This wasn't an odd thing to see really, Kasa often spent some of her time at the training rings, working her strength up, either that or she was jumping all over Soul Society working on her speed. Of course the sight to be seen was not the one handed hand stand push up Kasa was performing. It was the fact that her short black hakama skirt was folded down over her waist, exposing her bright blue underpants the entire time she had been upside down. Of course while she was doing it, only the occasional person was passing by, it wasn't until Kasa focused her eyesight while her whole body was shaking to keep up and in place, that she noticed more people from the division seemed to be filing into the training quarters. It made Kasa intensely nervous, but she continued her counting as she lowered again and back up. "Twenty-six thousand four-hundred forty nine."

*NPC*"Look Lavender is giving everyone a show!" Someone in the group of second division shinigami called out with a laugh, which was followed by a bellow of many people laughing. Kasa had never been called 'Lavender' before though. Maybe the person just didn't know her name or something, so they were calling her that by the color of her hair? Regardless, that very mention made Kasa push back down one more time before thrusting clean up into the air, and spinning around to land on her feet, her tangled lavender locks, spraying sweat around as they fell into place all over her face and shoulders, actually doing well to hide the intense blush on her face. She wiped her hands down to push her skirt back into place and adjusted her arm warmers and adjusted her bra under her sleeveless shinigami robes before huffing out a deep breath that couldn't move her hair about.

She pushed a hand up to filter her locks away from her face, after Kasa was able to get the heat and blush on her face under control. By this point though, only a handful of division shinigami were watching her now, to notice that it wasn't the person they had thought she was. Kasa was none the wiser though that they had been thinking of someone else at all. She dropped herself down into a few normal push-ups now that there was a massive crowd gathered. No one had bothered to say anything to her since she had already been out here, though she did manage to catch some of the murmurs from the crowd that was gathering. Something about meeting the captain here, the new one. Kasa didn't really care either way. She was in the place she was supposed to be, she had no reason to be standing around like an idiot waiting for the captain to show up, whom probably wasn't even going to show up. He just probably wanted to see how fast everyone would gather or something.

Kasa just shrugged, and started her new count of push-ups. She had liked the old captain, she didn't really see a need for a new one. Then again, she was supposed to be more caring since she was a seated officer, sixth seat in fact. But even if the captain showed up, all he would probably want to do is show off to get everyone all gooey-eyed over him. Kasa rolled her eyes at the thought, and pulled up from her count of push-ups, before grabbing her zanpakutou she had laid on the floor near where she had been training. She slipped it around onto her back, like she generally always did since it was too long to be kept anywhere else, the hilt pointed up, before she slipped it from the scabbard and disappeared into a shunpo, her entire body appearing mid-air to slice at the test dummies set up, completely across the training facility from the side she had been on seconds ago. Her slash came down fiercely, followed by another one. She had to start working more on her sword skills after all. She let out a good laugh though while watching all the subordinates fill up the training area.

It was days like this that Kasa wanted to just go back to her family's home and train out back there instead. Stupid sheep shinigami. They had no idea. They were being felt all this stuff about Arrancar being evil and such, and yet Kasa had met a damned wonderful Arrancar.

Those shinigami didn't know anything.

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Word Count: 868
GP Earned: 17
GP Total for Thread: 17

OOC:

I figured this would be a good way in character for Kasa to be promoted from Sixth seat to Lieutenant. I can easily change it to where she is already Lieutenant for this thread though. So either way works for me.

Eon watched from one of the buildings close to the training area as the Shinigami filed in. He had been watching one particular that was out in the field before all the others. She had been doing some exercising for the past hour or so, maybe more since she had been there before he even arrived. It was good to see someone up early preparing their body through training. He had done the same at times before he had become Vice Captain of the Fifth Division. After that, there had been no time for training until the new Captain had arrived. Now he was a Captain himself and could make his own time for when he needed to do something. He could set the squads own deadlines and since he knew the inconvenience of paperwork and such, he would definitely make sure that this squad had enough time to do all they needed.

He continued to watch the training field as the Shinigami came in. When no more arrived and the time was about up, he watched the Shinigami from earlier move onto the training dummies. His eyes could keep up with her speed do to his training, but he knew his own speed couldn't stand up to it if he had to chase her. There were two Shinigami he noticed out of all of them. They were the girl who was training and another with the same color hair. Their Lavender hair stood out among the groups of Shinigami down in the field. Now that time was up Eon decided to go ahead and get started. He jumped down from the building then pushed off from the wall, breaking some pieces of it from the force of his legs. He would need to remember to pay for that...

Eon zoomed through the air, his incredible strength pushing him over the groups of Shinigami. Wind rushed against them following his wake. He landed softly by focusing on the reishi beneath him, like how all Shinigami did when standing in air. He let himself drop from a few inches in the air and landed quietly, though most of the Shinigami made a commotion when he arrived behind the girl at the training dummies. Eon struck out as her sword came back for another strike at the dummies. He caught the blade between his index and thumb and held it there. "That is enough for now. You will have your solo training another time. For now, join the other Shinigami," said Eon as he let go of her blade, looking down at her since he was taller.

Turning to face the group of Shinigami who were hurrying to form a squad line, Eon nodded at them. "Hello fellow Second Division members. I am your new Captain, Eon Shikimori. Sorry I have called you all here this early in the morning, but I have a feeling this will be a very long day," he said, looking around at each and every one of them. He pulled out a book from his Shinigami robes and held it by his side. "Like I did with my former squad, I would like to get to know each and every one of you. I would like to get to know your combat prowess. Show me what you have to offer to this squad." Eon smiled and then his eyes locked onto the girl who had been training.

He opened his book and looked at the names and pictures of each one. As well as the ranks they were. According to the book her name was Kasasagi Aizawa, a noble, and a Sixth Seat Shinigami. The power he sensed from her definitely wasn't anywhere near that of a Sixth Seat, it was far greater. "I will face a few Shinigami in a group. Them versus me. I believe that to best get to know someone then battle is necessary. Only during combat does a person show their true colors," he spoke and turned toward the other girl with Lavender hair. Looking through his book he found the name Amaya Nanashi, Fourth Seat of the squad. They stood out to him the most of the other Shinigami.

"Alright. Now, if anyone has anything to say, then speak out now. Also, if anyone wishes to fight me first then step forward. I will be defensive, however, I will also do a small bit of counter defensive. I will give you notes whenever I see fit," Eon nodded as that was all he had to say for now. If no one would step up he would call on the two Lavender hair women. After all, he did not discriminate between genders. He had yet to fight a woman, so this would be an interesting battle for him as well if they agreed to it. Hopefully they would not be cowards and make him have to call on him though. He noticed a few of the squad members slowly backing away to try and not get noticed by him. Would this squad be like Division Five? Or would it be better? He hoped it would be much better than the arrogance of the Fifth Division.

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Word Count: 865
GP Gained: 17
GP Total: 39

Amaya watched the new captain appear as her eyes could barely keep up with his movements. She saw how he stopped their sixth seat squad member’s blade with two fingers, that was amazing to Amaya for someone to do that without even having to focus. She listened to him introduce himself He looks way different then our last captain…I wonder what happened to our old captain anyways… She listened to what he had to say. “Hello fellow Second Division members. I am your new Captain, Eon Shikimori. Sorry I have called you all here this early in the morning, but I have a feeling this will be a very long day," She oddly liked his name and by what he was describing. She noticed her brought out the record book that had each member in it and even the dead member of the squad and their causes of death.

She heard whispers go on about the captain. If there was one thing that irritated her it was the fact of people speaking when someone, they are to be paying attention too is also speaking, it was rude and disrespectful and if she could she would make them shut up, but she could and plus she wouldn’t waste her energy on pests like them anyways. She heard him speak of them fighting him to show their skills. This was when she felt movement behind her of those who didn’t want to move forward. In the small silent commotion she felt a good nudge making her move forward to caught herself from face planting face first into the cement below.

She straightened herself up before moving forward first, not scared of fighting the Captain first anyways. She dusted herself off before moving her hair into a bun, so it would not get in her way “I guess I will fight you first captain.” she replied sweetly purely for the reason that she has been needing to train for awhile and this would be good to try her python welcome technique that she had been working on in her spare time. Her gentle blue eyes began to drain of their gentle color to only be replaced by an icy cold killer blue. Her acid burn scar showed on her neck as it hide in her top of her uniform as she made sure her hair was nice and tight, not going to leave its spot.

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Gp no earned: 8
Gp new total: 37

It wasn't the captain appearing, or the grabbing of her blade, that had surprised Kasa. It was being told to go sit with all the other shinigami like she was some stupid child that had took her for a loop around the party block. Did he think they were all kids? Did he think she was just some child? She was seven hundred years old. Probably old enough to have given birth to this captain with the eyes like melting ice. She should be calling him kid, or something. Not that she actually would.

Regardless she couldn't really do a whole lot though. So she settled with rolling her eyes and really looking like she didn't care one bit that he had stopped her sword. She just pulled her blade away from him and slung it back into the holster on her back, turning her shoulder and walking toward the crowd of shinigami all googly-eyed and amazed at what he did. He hadn't even been that fast. Kasa even started to think of ways she could have taken him down, herself. If she tried she probably could have done well, but realistically she didn't want to fight a captain, especially since she severely still lacked the ability to produce her own bankai in case the captain used his.

But now she was getting far too ahead of herself. Besides, she was confident she was getting closer to a bankai. Maybe. Well, she really hoped. Okay, she didn't really know where she was on it at all. But give her a break, Hotaru told her she was getting better, but wouldn't say how much better. Hotaru probably knew it frustrated her to all hell, which only bugged her more. She liked knowing how well she was doing. Yet there she was, stuck in the same seated position for the past fifty years at least. It was probably all the captains constantly changing out that just made it impossible for her to shine. Or maybe it was because she had been a little cold to the previous captains.

That was most likely why.

Either way, once Kasa had settled herself amongst the end of the crowd and listened in on the captain, her attention had gone from just idly glancing at the captain but thinking about other things that she thought were more interesting and important, to his words. She raised a single threaded indigo eyebrow at him from behind someone other shinigami. She almost felt like he was calling her out. But that most certainly couldn't have been happening. Clearly his eyes had fallen to her though. He wanted to see what she could do. Like she would give him the satisfaction.

Kasa didn't step out from the crowd when the captain asked for a lamb to slaughter. It wasn't that she didn't want to, actually she did. It was mostly because she didn't think she cared. Did Kasa really want to step out there and show everyone in the division what she could do? She would be no better than any other show-off. And she didn't want to be promoted because of some flashy show, but because she actually had the skill and talent to be something better than the seat she held.

Besides, the paperwork would be atrocious. It was already bad enough at her current seat.

It wasn't until some other purple haired girl stepped forward wanting to fight, that Kasa had to reconsider. Her senses tingled outward to feel over the lighter haired girl's reiatsu, and she felt bad that the girl would get so completely destroyed by the captain in front of everyone. Well maybe not completely, but it would be humiliating all by herself. She couldn't let that happen. Or at least that was her way of justifying sliding from behind the shinigami that had stepped in front of her and striding up with an impossible confidence next to the blue eyed girl. She crossed her arms over her chest, as her skirt tossled softly and settled from her movement over to her new spot next to the other purple haired girl. From behind they could have almost passed for twins if it hadn't been for their outfits.

"I will fight you, Shikimori-taichou. And I'll win too." Kasa explained, as she could hear the murmurs amongst the shinigami behind her. Someone even actually pointed out the fact that they both had purple hair and were stepping forward. Another said something about sisters? Well this other girl was kind of her sister now. A sister in arms. Except, that wasn't really how Kasasagi did combat. Brisk and Quick. The plan was simple, with someone else in the fight, she could use them as a distraction. Then strike when unexpected.

"That is if you think you can actually handle two women with an untamable color, Shikimori-taichou." She added, her lips curling gently into a soft and sweet smile. Her arms uncurled from each other and she stretched them out in front of her to crack them. Her amethyst eyes glinted over the girl next to her, showing little interest, before falling back on the captain, still with the same uninterested degree of look in her eyes. Like this was just something to kill time.

Maybe it was?

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Word Count: 880
GP Earned: 17
GP Total for Thread: 34

Eon looked around at the group of people, some hesitating still. Finally when some more people stepped back a girl seemed to stumble forward. The movements were caught in Eon's peripheral vision and he pretended not to notice it. His attention did turn to her when she spoke up. "Very good. Nanashi, Amaya, Fourth Seat. I look forward to seeing what you can do," said Eon as he smiled at her, glad she had the nerves to step forward. This group would be taking on dangerous missions. They had to have confidence in order to pull this off. Eon was about to speak for anyone else to step forward before he started choosing people. However, the other lavender haired girl stepped up and stood beside Amaya. "I will fight you, Shikimori-taichou. And I'll win too." said Kasasagi which started a lot of murmuring in the background amongst the many Shinigami. That was good, this Shinigami also showed confidence. A very good trait in his opinion.

He smiled a little more as she said one more thing. This girl brought up a good point, one he should address right now. "Aizawa, Kasasagi. Sixth Seat. Good, good. Now, some people look down on Nobles, thinking that the Nobles think they can get away with stuff because of their title. However, this is not true. As Ms. Aizawa here has shown, even a Noble doesn't put their title ahead of themselves. Also, the main fact that she has introduced with her comment. Enemies are still enemies, whether they be a guy or a girl. Race as well does not matter. An enemy is an enemy and must be treated as one," said Eon, looking around at the group of Shinigami. "Now, since they seem to be the only one stepping up, I suggest we get started. Everyone, please clear the area and stand at the sidelines. There is to be no interfering. Anyone who does so will be on clean up duty for the next month. Also, please pay close attention. I have called you here today to view these combat excersizes so you may get to know your allies. You will be going on missions together. You must know what your allies are capable of so that you can work together efficiently for a mission success," Eon turned away from the two Shinigami and walked to the dummies. He ripped them from the ground and threw them at the wall, embedding them into the walls so that they were out of the way. He then took place at the spot they were just at as the others cleared a ninety foot radius around the perimeter.

Turning to face Kasasagi and Amaya, he watched them. "You may start when you are ready. As I have said, I will play defensive and counter defensive. You may use whatever you have at your disposal. Treat this match as if it is a real one. I will throw in challenges every now and then to see how well you work against a stronger opponent," said Eon as he went through the rules of the challenge. He took a deep breath and relaxed, his hands still in the pockets of his Shinigami robe. He didn't bother to take a stance, for he was already in it. This relaxed stance was a type of martial art that not many knew about. It was a position in which you relaxed your body and stood idly. When your opponent attacks you take the impact and then counter them with a grapple. There were many weaknesses to this position, but he wondered if they knew what it was and if they would be able to recognize his fighting style and pick up on his movements in battle. They would need to adjust, and he would make them do just that.

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Word Count: 639
GP Gained: 12
GP Total: 51

Amaya smiled spinning around some popping some of her joints “I wont go easy on you…I didn’t just come and got this seat slacking.” She commented Happily to him ready to fight. She noticed he was waiting on someone else to also join in. She heard some movement before she looked towards her left to see the sixth seat move to her side. Whoa, Amaya was shocked to see the sixth seat has almost the same color hair as herself. Was the sixth seat new, or was it the fact that Amaya never paid attention to the others. So she is a Nobel hm? She seems stuck up and full of herself honestly, but if this is so and form what I seen of her training she is very good, why hasn’t she ranked up? She is probably better then me in honest rankings… thought Amaya snapping back to reality as she looked towards him hearing Kasasagi speak of defeating the captain she is going to get her ass handed to her if she doesn’t quit with all this thinking thought Amaya.


Amaya bent down on the front balls of her feet “Hey Kasogi -san…watch your step…I think I remember where this captain came from…be very careful and watch every movement, never over estimate yourself for I can’t predict what he is going to do first with any of my attacks so far” Said Amaya to Kasagi before she stood back up. She closed her eyes. She adjusted her flowing sleeves before opening her eyes “watch his hands…”she commented as the sweetness in her voice seemed to disappear as a cold heart killer feel came to her voice as her soft sky blue eyes were not an icy striking blue that gave a feel of a snake.

“I go first and you trail?” asked Amaya letting Kasasagi know what she was going to do. She took a step forward “Shunpo…”She whispered disappearing from her spot. She reappeared behind the Captain crouching down. She twisted on the ball of her foot, using her hands to stabilize her as she lifted her left foot up, aiming a sharp round house kick towards his kidneys quickly. Using her velocity from her movement to power her kicking strength

Word count: 376
Gp no earned: 7
Gp new total:44

"Right, let's just start." Kasa drawled, almost nearly sounding like she was yawning, as she slipped a hand up to the top of her zanpakutou handle. It was clearly obvious that she didn't much care why this whole operation was taking place. She wasn't always that much of a team player, in fact, considering the division she was in, she was quite adamant in being alone for her missions. What did it matter to her if other people saw her abilities? Except to use them against her. Even the purple haired girl next to her.

"I know how to fight. And its hardly over estimating myself. I'm trying something new called positive thinking. If you think you can't win, you definitely don't have a chance of winning." Kasa shrugged, as she whipped her blade from her scabbard, turning it over in the palm of her left hand a few times to let the silver sparkle and catch the light of the morning sun. She crushed her lips together until they started to turn white, as she glanced to the girl next to her, seeing a shift in her, almost like she was going into a battle mode kind of thing. It wasn't unnerving, just awkward. Kasa didn't go through such a shift. She was always in a mode to fight because a fight could be unexpected.

"Sure." Kasa yawned, already having decided that she would let the girl get the first attack in, not to see what or how Shikimori-taichou was going to fight, but simply to use her as a distraction. Because the captain already explained how he was going to fight. Defensive, which meant counter attacks and blocks, and dodges. Judging the way the man had simple grabbed her blade from earlier too suggest he thought he couldn't really be damaged by them, which might mean he might actually just take the brunt of an attack.

Kasa didn't say anything when the girl asked if she should go first, she was too distracted in thought. She had a variety of options and the first opening move could potentially decide a lot. If anything, Kasa was most certainly taking this as a real challenge. As soon as the other girl was gone, Kasa shifted her feet and shuffled her entire body into a shunpo to catch up with the girl. While Amaya came in low, Kasa appeared nearly above the captain's head, both her hands on her zanpakutou hilt as she slammed the blade downwards in a swipe toward the man's neck. Before she was gone again, with an afterimage left behind of exactly where she had been with her blade swinging down. The image was almost just like a mirror reflection, while Kasa reappeared a good six feet from Eon's left side, spinning in the air, as her blade slashed out, and whipped a long sharp arc of reiatsu imbued wind to slice in such a large arc that it left a cutting crease in the ground before it directed toward trying to slam into the captain, and hopefully in a position to where her attack couldn't be used against Amaya. Not that she cared about the girl.

She landed with a soft thump on one foot, then the other, while the gentlest of a smile upon her lips. She fought like she always would, fast and hard and in such a way that she could keep herself in the smallest amount of danger. Even if she had just essentially used two of her techniques to do it, but she was always adamant that if a fight lasted too long, she would be dead anyway. Her amethyst eyes darted to where she had left the captain and Amaya, hardly far from her.

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Word Count: 624
GP Earned: 12
GP Total for Thread: 46
Stamina: 79/84 (2 Shunpo, 1 Afterimage, 1 Wind Sickle, 1 physical attack)

(OOC: Those rules are not rules yet. So do not use them. The current Stamina usage is Correct, granted she paid the correct price for her Techniques. Standard action = -1 Stam and that can be interrupted as her physical attack. Though in the future you don't have to pay for standard attack actions, just techniques and skills such as Shunpo

-Stam for Basic attack
-Stam for Techniques and Skills

That is all you need to notate.)

Eon smiled at their words. They had quite a bit of spunk. Maybe these Shinigami weren't that different from those of his previous squad. "Please, give me all you've got. Do not hold back," said Eon as his eyes went over the two, wondering how they would attack. Eon was new to this squad. He was built like a normal person from the Fifth Division. What he knew about the Second Division was that they were mostly speed demons. He would need to keep his eyes sharp if he was going to be able to follow them. He was used to fighting speed demons because of his former Third Seat, Kenshou Ine. Kenshou was a Shinigami who specialized in speed and offense. He neglected defense, which was bad, but was quick enough to lessen the damage from certain attacks. He figured these girls would be the same. They would come in quick and straight to the point, planning to take him out of the battle early. That was the job of the Second Division; Assassination.

Finally, there was movement after they had talked in a hushed discussion. The girl known as Amaya Nanashi seemed to make the first move. If it wasn't for Eon's trained eyes he might not have been able to follow her that well. She was quick, but she wasn't very good when it came to planning an attack. Her roundhouse was a good move to the position she was aiming, but Eon's left arm was in the way. He held up his left hand and grabbed her left leg when it hit. That was when the next girl moved up. Eon raised up his other arm above him to block her, but nothing happened. She was frozen in air. Only too late did Eon notice that it was a fake. Damnit... he thought as his eyes went to the left side.

The collection of power is what caught his attention. The attack was nearly invisible, if it wasn't for the scar it left in the ground he wouldn't have seen it coming. The distance was short so he barely had time to react. His body reacted for him in those few seconds between Amaya's attack, Kasasagi's fake, and Kasasagi's true attack. Eon yanked Amaya forward, bringing her body in the path of the attack. The attack moved fast, being propelled by Kasasagi's strength, but Eon's strength was enough to pull Amaya in the path quicker than she would be used to moving. Luckily, the power from the attack didn't seem to be that great, which meant that Kasasagi's spirit was rather low. Amaya would survive taking the attack, but it would leave a cut or something surely.

To give them time to gather themselves and attack again, Eon had let go of Amaya's leg after yanking her in the path of the attack. He then stepped to the right and turned to face them. Whether they continued their assault after Amaya took the attack was up to them, but Eon decided to throw in a point or two while keeping his eyes on them. "Your ally attacked my left side. You should've attacked my right, Kasasagi. Amaya, my arm was clearly in the path. You should'nt have tried attacking my sides." Eon kept his body nice and limber, still in the gorilla position as he prepared to take on another attack from the two. Hopefully they would be able to learn from their mistake and come up with a new assault that would work on him. It would take some serious teamwork to be able to even wear Eon down.

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Stamina: 122/123 - Basic Action
Word Count: 604
GP Gained: 12
GP Total: 63

Amaya Smiled wishing for that to happen as it worked she twisted and arched barely being missed by Kasasagi. She twisted landing on her feet hopping away "Actually sir...I wanted that to happen for the reason of distraction and seeing the reflex that you hold since your stance is of an odd fighting style. Anyone who doesn’t pay attention in books of training and such would think you of some fool or being cocky and charge blindly but by putting one’s self in the way, I can learn a lot more from that then most can." replied Amaya removing her ponytail before placing her hair back in a bun as her ice blue eyes turned to a gentle sky blue before changing back to an icy blue Ready for round 2 captain?" she asked.
Amaya scratched her arm only to find that her sleeve got cut into by Kasasagi's attack. She didn’t notice since her sleeve is way to flow to show any harm where she didn’t notice. “But nice attack kasasagi...Something to be expected from a noble who should be of higher ranking."said Amaya crouching back down to the balls of her feet as her inde finger followed the cracks in the cement waiting for kasasagi to go first this time as amaya looked to see what he She had a good idea what she was goig to do as hebi was annoying the hell out of her brain with asking if she was alright and such.
Word count: 248
Gp earned: 4

Occ: sorry I been so busy I havnt had time to really get going as I have to work at two but I will be on more