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The Captain Training Grounds Zeda
Mon Feb 10, 2014 6:54 pm
The first person to ask for it was Zeda, the other two wished to learn what they could from him as a professional. A fierce almost blood thirsty Reiatsu filled the place of battle. The mountainous area was covered in a blood lust, animals didn't come near it this was the murderer Tsubasa. He'd flipped the switch now and their was no turning back, when one decided to take on him. He sat silently but something was malevolent about his presence, things seemed to just stand further away. It was a switch inside him he could flip off and on finally. But this meant Zeda had a new reasonable goal instead of others, not getting killed by Tsubasa when the battle began. Blood thirsty and without mercy a man who walked and killed with his convictions. He had no purpose on this day but to kill or be killed, Tsubasa would aim for fatal blows without care. He didn't care if the person lived, some precautions were in place obviously. The six layer barrier was now a six teen layer barrier, as in this state of mind Tsubasa tended to lean towards extremely deadly and destructive power. His reiatsu almost drowned everything in blood lust, he'd not often gotten into this personality since things had changed. Tsubasa the murderer, he informed Central 46 he would do what he could to teach them. Making them the offer to battle the two sides of him they had a choice, he could handle this professionally. Or as the killer that lingered inside him, Nis would know as would his family when he flipped it. Tsubasa's eyes glowed read a killing aura so strong went out that some creatures fell over simply in fear. It would feel as though you were being stabbed over and over, meeting his eyes showed you the worst death you could face.
He sat his eyes open and staring outward at the entrance, waiting for his target to show up. This man was no longer a Captain in his eyes, that Haori was the mark of a target. He was in for something few people had gotten too see and walk away from, Tsubasa's murderous form. His reiatsu was stained by the sheer magnitude how much he seemed hungry to kill. Tsubasa was an assassin, a man who could scare even demons and hollows with his blood lust. Something not many Shinigami could say, perhaps only two in the world could state a blood lust on par with what he was capable of. Unohana Yachiru and Kenpachi Zaraki, those were the only two who could even come close to what he gave off. Some people made one statement clear, he wasn't put in 11th because his murderous nature wouldn't be held off. He wasn't the type to drown himself in this, it was once and a while the switch could be flipped. Zeda would have to learn what he could, perhaps if anything from the man.
Tsubasa was a monster, his reiatsu gave the appearance of not even a shinigami when one sensed it. People were gathered outside with critical gear to keep Zeda or Tsubasa alive, but many believed it would be Zeda in danger. Inside the world like dome which was protected by more even this couldn't contain it very well. Tsubasa's aura and reiatsu were able to be felt for miles, his eyes glowed as he waited with a hunger almost. What would he do, nobody could know the answer to that question he wasn't going to hold back much longer than he had. Once Zeda arrived this battle had begun, he would have to prepare himself. Otherwise this would be a short battle, Zeda would get a good idea of the difference in Tsubasa. He was quiet and murderous without a need for words, he'd not fully flipped it on the female Dragon Slayer. He'd come close many times, but his emotions kept him from doing it. Becoming the quiet murderer of all that walked in his path. The man said to carry Yachiru's essence stood tall here.
Whatever came of the events of today, Tsubasa's Byakko would taste blood as would Tsubasa himself. Nis would have a lecture for him letting it go this far, his empty expressionless look seemed to hold nothing but death. He was a God of Death, in every sense of the word. Tsubasa's moves would bring it about and that was the sense he gave off. Comrades didn't exist right now, everything breathing every single ounce would be focused in on killing Zeda Yuudeshi. Tsubasa had taken measures before hand to have himself stopped, Squad Four Members would intercede and take Zeda to safety while Byakko would aid in calming Tsubasa to a normal professional state again, though he was capable of flipping the switch back when the time was right. Tsubasa had no intent, till Zeda was a bloody mess upon the mountainous battlegrounds. He would not stop, his blade would find flesh and this day would behold perhaps a good fight for him. His training had yet to be used in this mind set, it would be interesting to see what came of it.
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