Ryushiro took another cigarette from his kimono as he began smoking it while he walked towards the training grounds. He walked in through the doors of the grounds, and withdrew his Zanpakuto, admiring the blue tinted blade shined like ice reflecting sunlight from it's surface. He sheathed it again, and took another hit of his cigarette, and sat against the wall near the entrance, awaiting a challenger, anyone, to walk into the grounds so that he could gain some training and possibly some battle experience. He felt plenty of Reiatsu in the distance, but none coming closer, and as for the ones close to him, none worth actually making a challenge to. He laid down on the ground, smoking the cigarette slowly, making sure to not waste it away too fast. He watched the clouds scoot slowly across the sky, as if small turtles crawling across the blue blanket that was the sky. Ryushiro then felt a strange Reiatsu coming closer, and he awaited eagerly to see if it was coming to the grounds.