The Lotus of the Unabara Dances, Chidori vs Kazuma

His taking the initiative worked, he felt the break in momentum-however so slight-the moment it happened across her abdomen. He cut her, even if it was a nick as it were. He knew that even with this very small 'victory' that there would indubitably be a swift and powerful counter attack. She was no stranger to fighting in close range either, lest we forget she was very skilled in taking on weapon users with naught but her bare hands. But it seems that she did forget a small detail in the time lapse of their interactions; even while sealed his Zanpakutō could still produce various poisons. His Zanpakutō was interesting in that it was rather moody. Whenever he goes back and forth between Shikai and sealed its poison changes, as does its properties. Say, for example it was 'poison 1' in sealed and then he used Shikai thus making it 'Shikai poison 1', then sealing it again to which it would have 'poison 2'; in short either way the poison and its properties never stayed the same in whatever state it may be in.

In this particular circumstance, the poison currently coating his blade acted as a mild anticoagulant. In short, it not only prevented blood from clotting it also made it bleed more profusely. Naturally, keeping in mind the state of it being sealed meant that while this was a potential health risk to the opponent it was considerably more mild than if it were in Shikai. Though, even with that being said, it could still be rather threatening if left unchecked and the speed of the bleeding may not be sever but it was enough to notice very quickly. Though, Kazuma was not so ignorant to think this bought him any kind of win nor did he forget that Chidori knew her way around a sword in combat. To her, it was like fighting someone with an obnoxiously long appendage growing from either arm. They were no Captains or anything of the like, but neither were they strangers to combat. He expected the counter attack mere seconds after his move, which he was right in assuming.

She was grazed, obviously she knew the cost of it; but with no hint of hesitation she got right back into the fight like a pro barely seconds after his assault. She placed her hand to his left arm's elbow in a clear attempt to keep his blade at bay. This was common sense, keep the sharp thing from cutting. Her technique was nothing to be trifled with either, her contact with his elbow left it numb and tingly. He knew that had he not prepped for such a counter, he'd be in for it big time. Her left arm is what held his left arm at bay, thus in order to connect with her other hand she would have to cross over her left which would mean it would meet an amount of resistance which bought Kazuma a few seconds as she was flying it through the air. Rather than putting distance, which would mean crossing her leg with the backs of his; he kept trekking. He motioned his torso to the right and brought his left arm up, seeing there was no resistance to using her arm's natural range of motion against her this would most likely mean the success of this gesture unless she implicitly took her focus to this act. Which would mean taking it away from other moves.

This act cause her arm, obviously assuming it was successful, to a intersecting point which her palm met her own forearm. This may or may not cause her damage via her own attack, but the point was mute as it still meant she did not connect to him. In this position, he set himself up for yet another healthy attack. His posture meant that whatever his next move, it would have a large amount of momentum given his whole body was used in its spawning. During the previous gesture of redirecting her attack, he allowed the blade to leave his hands for but a second whilst letting gravity do the work in guiding it edge end down to the ground only for the hilt to be caught again in his right hand roughly the same time he used her own attack against her. He then turned on both his heels, keeping both feet planted firmly as to retain his sturdy center of gravity and the following attacked happened in unison with the time it took him to swiftly cut his heels at her.

Jutting his right foot forward, keeping it hugging the ground firmly but utilizing his exceptional speed to do so quickly. He contorted his torso upright and brought his right arm full swing into her solar plexus using all the momentum and potential energy his body naturally built up during this action. This would mean that the end of his hilt, as well as his fist, would meet the center of her chest right where the bone would be; just in front of her heart. To top it off, he even used this energy to thrust his left arm forward completing the knockback effect of this entire attack. Kazuma didn't pick the center of her chest at random, he knew this simple motion would not only do some damage but it would also aggravate the wound and it would also cause her heart rate to instinctually raise higher and thus cause her to hemorrhage more blood. And in case this didn't go as planned, he was already prepared for that potential prospect.

She was hoping that he had improved in their time apart, she was about to see just how much.
As usual, his expression hadn't changed in the slightest. Kazuma wasn't the most expressive individual, rather, the absence of actually. He kept a rather blank, almost bored looking, expression on his face most of the time. That isn't to say that he was bored, he wasn't. In fact, he was rather enjoying himself in their little spar. He was just as she was; emotionally despondent. Not necessarily emotionless, but composed. Something that was rather useful in their line of work. The two just reunited after an unmeasured amount of time and their first actions upon doing so was to fight to see how much each improved, not exchanging any words at all. Of course, this was a spar set up by Kazuma's Captain but lets face it; these two need not had any prompting to try and test each others newfound strength.