thenearshore | Because I realize you're just a dream

Who: Hitsugaya and YOU
When: August 31 - September 5
What: Catchall, basically. (Adult Hitsugaya, fire-related things, and headaches)
Where: Far Shore and Near Shore.
Warnings: None at the moment

[A. Bankai Training a.k.a Introduction of Adult Hitsugaya]

[It’s not an unfamiliar sight to see someone training, especially anyone who bothers coming to the forest near Kuraokami’s temple. What is an unfamiliar sight, however, would be what would appear to be an older version of Hitsugaya.

He’s in the sky, training with his sword. Bits of ice and snow appear with his movements, causing him to frown a bit as he reins in his reiatsu enough to ensure he doesn’t end up freezing the moisture in the air. Swinging his sword to the side, an ice dragon flows out from the tip and circles overhead before it disperses in the air.

He watches it disappear, sighing and rubbing the back of his neck before he decides to land.]

[B. Investigations]

i. Yamada Department Store
[After hearing about the department fire, Toushirou doesn’t really waste too much time checking it out.

The remains of the building stood out to him as he approaches it. There’s some faint look of wonder on his face, wondering just how bad the fire could have gotten this bad. It makes him frown, peering up at it before he slips inside the burnt department store.

People are free to join or prevent him from doing so.]

ii. Lava

[He would have initially missed the lava - the hot weather was already beginning to take a toll on him - but it was the smell of sulfur that managed to catch his attention.

So, Toushirou is looking in the direction of where he could practically feel the sudden increase in the temperature, expression somewhat annoyed. He breathes out, a hand coming up to cover his face.]

Now there’s lava?

[C. Headache-Induced]

[Now here’s an odd sight.

Anyone who knows Toushirou would be surprised to see him either sleeping under a shaded tree or leaning against it, eyebrows scrunched up together as if in pain. There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong, but at the same time, he pinches the bridge of his nose as if warding off a headache.

A teal eye soon glances over when someone approaches, but then soon closes.]

What? [His tone is wary, a bit on edge.]

[D. Wildcard]

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[A tilt of his head, eyebrow quirking.

It's fine, Alibaba. Just get it out of your system.

He gives a nod.] I was.

[ That might take a while.

Still, he grins at his god and tips his head to the side. ] Do you want help?

....

[He quirks an eyebrow.]

How do you plan to help? [He's honestly curious. He's yet to see Alibaba do anything that makes him really stand out yet, so he wants to see what his shinki can do.]

[ That gives Alibaba pause for a moment and he winces a little before straightening his shoulders again. ]

Uhh, I know how to use a sword - a little, I think? I'm still trying to figure out what I can do, actually. They didn't make it easy, when I can't really remember what I'm supposed to do, but some of it felt pretty natural.

Hm.

[He studies his shinki before nodding.]

Let's test your swordsmanship then. Anything else we can find out along the way.

[Since it would be worth finding out if there is anything else about Alibaba that hasn't been discovered yet.]

[ His expression brightens and his hand falls to the hilt of the blade sheathed in the front of his sash, always within easy reach. The blade is jagged and curved and looked way too ornate for something someone like he should have, but it had been on him when he'd arrived and it felt... right in his hand, the grip and weight of it almost familiar. As if his body recognized it, even if his memory did not.

Unsheathing it, he holds it out, one arm tucked behind his back in a stance he'd learned he tended to fall into on instinct when about to spar. It helped his balance, eased his form into the movements he'd been drilling into himself since the day he'd arrived. ]

Okay!

[Teal eyes flicker to the sword in his hands. If he didn't know better, it would have been a traditional sword mostly used for dances. It was fashioned too ornately, meant for decoration or simple other traditions, but Toushirou isn't ignorant to the power he can feel inside of it.

The stance itself is new to him, interesting him enough. A hint of a smirk on his face, he takes his own stance.]

You first then.

[ Alibaba nods, taking a deep breath as he steadies his nerves and tries not to feel nervous about challenging his god like this - especially when he's still figuring out what he can do on his own. But he's willing to give it a try and after a moment of focus, he starts to move, taking the first attack, a quick strike forward, body moving with the blade-led thrust.

His stance is certainly an unusual one, holding a strange sense of grace and balance, especially since one hand remained tucked behind his back constantly as he moved, using his main hand as the strength and speed behind each jab. ]

[The swordplay is a bit more different than what Toushirou is used to. He tilts his sword enough, their blades meeting one another is a clash as he takes a quick sidestep. Even without seeming like he is, the god is studying Alibaba's form, taking in the way he's moving. There is some sense of grace coming from him, the way it seems like his movements are more for a dance than swordplay.

With each jab, Toushirou deflects them, noting absently about the weak points of the stance. Once he's grown used to it, he ducks under a jab and swings his sword at the shinki.]

[ Almost instantly, without Alibaba even being aware he was doing so, his stance shifts subtly. A sidestep to give him a better position to meet his god's attack now that he was pressing back. A slight shift in the angle of his blade - not to meet head-on, but to deflect in its own way, meeting the blade and directing it away from himself, potentially to throw his god's balance off as well. ]

[The deflection does have the god lose his balance, something he fixes by jumping back. Sword held in front of him, he moves quicker this time, not letting Alibaba take much time to gather himself and already beginning to slowly speed up his attacks.]

[ Alibaba counters him - and keeps countering him although he's switched entirely to deflection and evasion now as he dances around Hitsugaya's attacks, watching his moves and learning them with gradually-widening his eyes. Hitsugaya is pressing him - and hard - but still Alibaba's form and skills shift to meet and match. It draws out for minutes with Alibaba adapting - far past what a normal human might be capable of, even if sweat is trickling along the side of his face and his breath is coming in heavier pants.

But eventually Hitsugaya's increasing speed is too fast and too far for him to keep up with and he fumbles, stepping too far off balance and falling out of his form. Arms windmill for a moment before he lands on his hands and knees, chest heaving for air as he shakes dampened strands of hair out of his face. ]

Gods. You're.... [ He shakes his head again, shooting his god an admiring glance. ] That was incredible!

[This is a nice change in pace for the god. While he does often train with Goten, the young shinki doesn't use swords like most do, so he hasn't had a proper opponent. However, he is rather impressed with Alibaba's swordplay, meeting with his blows on time and makes note of it. So the shinki is used to swordplay.

Eventually, when Alibaba falls, the god pulls back and watches him.]

You weren't bad yourself. You did good on keeping up with me until that last bit.

[ Alibaba gives a sheepish laugh and glances down in pleasure before pushing himself up to perch on his knees, stretching out his burning muscles from the intense exercise. ]

I guess. I still feel like I'm just winging it sometimes though. It feels familiar, but I don't know what I'm doing until my muscles sorta react and do it for me.

Should you choose to want to continue training with me, we can figure out more about the way you fight.

[Yup, that's an open offer to train with him any time.

But considering how they've did a good amount of training already, he does sheathe his sword, the sheath itself manifesting on his back.]

[ He brightens at that, nodding eagerly. ]

I'd like that. You don't mind?

If I did, I wouldn't have offered.

[So, feel free to seek him out anytime you want to train.]

[ Alibaba just nods at that and pushes himself back to his feet, sheathing his blade in his sash once more. ]

Okay. Ah. Thank you.

[He gives a nod.]

It won't take too much time if you keep it up, though.

[Or he can toss Alibaba at Goten and see how that will go.]

I'll do my best!

[ Please do that, that won't go terribly at all. ]

Because I realize you're just a dream

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