Training don't stop at the Academy (Open)

Ezrachek walked into the academy's training grounds and took a deep breath, smelling the surrounding area. He could tell by the look and the smell of small students, that there was a class here not too long ago. He walked into the center and unsheathed his Zanpakuto. He looked around and set up a few dummies in a specific order. He stood in the corner and played through his tactics in his mind, mentally visualizing his actions before they are physically played out. He sprinted towards the first target, throwing his blade forward as it stabbed into the chest. Ezrachek jumped off the blade as kicked the target with his free foot. After going airborne, the dummy and his zanpakuto flew backwards towards the other dummies. Ezrachek charged towards the second dummy. "Hado 12! Needle Release!" Ezrachek yelled out as needles popped out from his hands as he swung his fist into the second dummy's head, leaving a swiss cheese patten in the side of the face. He ran up and kicked the third dummy's head so hard that it snapped off. He ran up to the fourth one and yelled out "Hado 3! Crimson Strike" as he thrust his hands into the chest of the dummy and blew a hole into the chest. He ran up to the first dummy and retreaved his zanpakuto. He then ran up to the last dummy and severed his head. He instantly looked at his watch. 10 seconds. He was getting slow.

Ezrachek went to the edge of the arena and bent over, placing his hands on a make-shift line. He thought the words GO! to himself as he sprinted at full speed towards the opposite wall. He neared it as he jumped up, kicking off the wall. He instantly went back into the sprint upon landing on the ground. He did about 30 minutes of repititions of this exercise at full speed. He stopped on his last one, breathing heavily. Taking little time to rest, he cleaned up all the targets and threw away the shattered and damaged dummies. He sat down near the entrance of the grounds and pulled out a cigarette. He lit it and smoked with a smile on his face, blowing smoke to the sky as the wind took the smoke with it on it's path through the grounds. Ezrachek laid his head back and closed his eyes, making sure not to lose consciousness, as he waited for his sparring partner for today to meet him in the grounds.