Enter Kasumi (Open)

A typical start to a typical day. Kasumi dragged through his classes at the academy, squeaking by through his lunch break, and then finally relishing his final scheduled class of the day, which involved a trip to the sparring grounds. He made sure he gathered all his things as he headed off to class. He wanted to get an early start on the class, seeing as there were some pretty strong people in his class.

He stepped onto the soft dirt field, watching some of the other students already there. He saw a few regular Shinigami and longed for the ability they possessed. He resolved hmselfenflowing throughword katas, adding a few of his own moves as he went. Both his blades whirred and streaked through the air as he spun and pivoted, using his speed to his advantage. He was waiting for the class to arrive as he continued on in his own little world.

Kurama was finishing his lunch out by the sparring grounds. A few students who were a little too serious about their training were skipping lunch to work on their techniques. He applauded their devotion to their art but one had to feed himself in order to keep up the energy required for such practices...

"Alright, that's enough. Go eat something, that's an order!" Kurama brushed the crumbs from his hands and grabbed the nearby sand rake. He began to return the sparring grounds to its former level terrain, after having had those two kick up mounds of sand left and right...

The grounds were a mixture of elements, created for an all-terrain experience. There was a large grassy portion, beside it a sandbox, after that was a large flat rocky portion which dropped down into a few feet of freezing water. This wasn't his normal duty, in fact he was supposed to be having a day off today, kicking back in the Squad Ten barracks until it was cool enough for a run. It was unfortunate though, that some of the instructors had suffered from a moderately contagious bout of the flu, and Kurama was asked to leave the walls of the Seireitei to teach for the next day and a half.

Another young student, around the age of fourteen it seemed, approached the dirt strewn combat area and began working on his own technique. The next class was to begin in about twenty minutes once the kitchens closed up so Kurama had a little bit of time to chat...

"Dual sword tachnique, huh? I always thought it strange, one soul in two blades, both moving as one and yet separate..."

The air stirred as Kasumi whirled around, his back bending as he stabbed a blade in the ground behind him and went vertical. He stayed in that position, then lowered himself carefully to where he could put his bare feet on the hilt and crouch. He looked towards the Shinigami he had previously seen keeping the sparring grounds in order. he thought about his statement for a moment before replying to it.

"They are but one entity with two seperate ways of thinking, I'd say. Those two ways of thinking then became independent of one and other, thus remaining one entity in two forms. Plus it helps me a bit. I don't feel very comfortable with just wielding one blade. Hitotsu, Kasumi, Academy student. What's a Shinigami like yourself doing here?" he asked after he replied.

He figured he was just there monitoring the students, but he'd heard of Shinigami coming back to the Academy for a decent spar every so often, or even captains scouting for talent. He stayed on the offensive, but not visibly as he awaited a response, just in case this new face was one of those sparring types.

"Substituting it seems... A few of your instructors are out for the week so anyone with any sizeable amount of free time was asked to stand in." Kurama leaned the rake against the wooden bench he'd been sitting on and moved towards the pool of water. The temperature was meant to remain very cold, to simulate the frozen waters of the Arctic, though it had grown rather warm during the afternoon hours of the day. He unsheathed his zanpakuto and dipped it in the water, whispering Darcius Aisu's name...

A cool mist swept over the sparring grounds and left a chill running down Kasumi's spine. The water had no visual changes, though the temperature had dropped several degrees. It now remained at exactly zero degrees Celsius, having a thin layer of ice at the bottom and a few floating crystals that shimmered in the sunlight.

"I can see you focus on speed in your fighting style, that is very good. One cannot kill what it cannot catch... I myself focus on that aspect of swordsmanship. They said I'd make a good candidate for Squad Two, though I was placed into the Tenth Squad." He re-sheathed his zanpakuto and smiled, "Are you planning on applying for the Onmitsukidō?"

((If you wish me to leave this thread just tell me and i will delete this post...))

Kuroi was wandering into the sparring area after a seemingly long session with teaching kidou to some students... he was thin on patenice when but when he saw a student talking with another instuctor... Kuroi shunpo'ed over... opting for speed over sublteness... "Hello, Is this one giving you any trouble?"

The air chilled around the area and small vapors of air could be seen in front of Kasumi's face as he breathed out. He grinned as he watched the blue haired Shinigami draw his blade and dip it in the water. He figured this had something to do with the sudden temperature dropped and shivered lightly. Suddenly, there was another figure that appeared from nowhere. Kasumi turned as he spoke and figured this was another Shinigami of decently high level. He felt priveleged with how many people were there as he replied to each person in turn.

"I'm not just quick with a blade, I have to be quick mentally as well. I was contemplating joining, although I still have time to decide. But for the most part, I have a good idea about where to go. So might I ask whom I am speaking with?" he replied to the first Shinigami. He hen looked to the other and grinned, not knowing if he was speaking to him or the other Shinigami. He lowered himself off his blade and stretched his arms, then sheathed one blade, toying around with the other.

"Him? Nah, I'm having no trouble at all." he replied to the one that appeared from nowhere, figuring he was probably speaking to the other Shinigami, but making a remark out of habit, laughing internally.

"I apologize. My name is Kurama Himura, Sixth Seat of Squad Ten." He said as he gave a slight bow, out of courtesy rather than of obligation. Then, having his attention directed towards the man who'd intruded upon his conversation, Kurama let out a sigh. "It's fine. We were just discussing possible future placement outside of the Gotei 13 for this one. What is your name?" Kurama finished by asking the lower seated officer for his name, wondering why he didn't feel obligated to bow or even salute his superior...

((He woulda, but there is no indication of rank on Shinigami Uniform...))

Kuroi imdieatly humbled at the reveal of his superior rank... Kuroi bowed repectfully but abit hastliy... "Kuroi Sora, 11th seat, 3rd Division... I sincerly apologize... Kuroi raised from his bow and felt in a akward situation, so he kinda shuffled abit and waited for someone else to do something...

His thin pale fingers ran through his hair as his mind raced. Finally, a flash passed before Kasumi's eyes, an idea popping into his head. He grinned a cracked, sharp-toothed grin as he looked to both Shinigami.

"Hmm... This is the sparring grounds... and we are all prepared. Why not have a spar?" he asked of both men, loving the idea all the more. "We could do it tournament style, or even a Royale, whatever form of consensus we all come to. So whad'dya say?"

"Well we are teachers around here... we could spar a multiple opponent defence bout..."

Kuroi said this unentusiasticly but then, this was a good oppotunity to spar with someone... after all he needed to refine his fighting skills... and still Kuroi might get a whisper from his Zanpaktou like he did in his dreams... but he was a long way away from that, Kuroi decided to wait for the superior officers decision, saying as he didnt want to beat up on the guy too much...

"Thats only if Kurmura would consent, after all he is a superior rank to both of us..."