Meeting People [open]

Mirja shook her head softly, giggling to herself as Taichou announced her plans to smite everyone with her super kido power.
"You know, it would be ironic if you went on to master the Kido arts. I'm physically incapable of using Kido, so you becoming a Kido master and blasting out a Hadō 88 like it was a sneeze would be so cool. We'd be like Mirror Shinigami. One Punches, and the other Shoots Pure Awesome out of her palms! Together they are unstoppable! The Hollows of the World fear their power! Dundaduh~" she finished, like some ancient cartoon opening.

"And yea, I could kick all their asses. They don't call me Princess Punch because I have glorious pink hair, after all. At least, not the punch part. I'm pretty sure the hair has something to do with the Princess part though" and then, after fixing up Taichou's hair, the girl suddenly asked what Mirja was thinking about. "Really? Dinner. I wonder what I am going to cook. Maybe Borscht. I like cooking that. Or some Svinekoteletter"

Her heart thumped as she heard the word, "Svinekoteletter." And her eyes widened in excitement as she now exuberantly began to bounce on the balls of her feet, in a cheering like motion. Bringing herself back to reality, she began chuckling, before she spake, "OOOOOOH. KIDO MASTER! WE COULD BE THE TERROR TWINS!"


Taichou's eyes widened once more, as she then clasped her hands together in a heart-throbbed like manner, beaming over the thought of working side by side with her beloved mentor.

She shook her head, snapping her from her monologue, again; she now rolled her eyes at herself, thinking, "Get a fuckin' grip, Taichou! You're acting like you're a twelve-year old girl." The other side of her conscious now replied to the first side, "Pffft. You're only seven years older than 12, but you sure look like a twelve year old!" "I do not!" "Do too!" "DO. NOT!" "DO. TOO!"

She sighed and pumped her fist, trying to mentally break up the two halves of her subconscious that were bickering back and forth infront of her, as her mentor must have been watching her bizarre display intently.

'The Terror Twins'. Now that was a great name. Princess Punch and Kido~ Master~ form the world's deadliest dual, the Terror Twins!
"I like the name. I think I might just have that for when you graduate. The Terror Twins. Phear us" She made another awesome stance to solidify this title, and then watched Taichou go through an obvious mental arguement, complete with the sub-conscious frowns and pouts that a person arguing with themselves always pulled. It was certainly amusing for Mirja to watch, but then Taichou was always fun to watch. Weither she was being exhobirantly happy, or making so many faces Mirja couldn't keep up, there was nothing that ever put her off the young Soul.

"So, who won?" She asked teasingly as Taichou eventually pumped fist in the air, and as if signifying victory, or something similar.

"Left brain!" She stared off into the distance epically; and began to shadow-box, her fists quickly flying about in a semi-reckless manner, as she then began to bob and weave, emulating a world-champion boxer with fire in her eyes. She swore to herself, "I'm like a fuckin' cartoon!" though she didn't realize that it had spilled from betwixt her lips, and into the air.


Taichou went pale, as she had the sudden cold realization that she had gotten over-excited, yet again; even at her young age of 816, though her appearance and common age was 19. Her brow then furrowed, feeling another argument rising from the sides of her brain, and psyche.

She tucked one of her onyx strands behind her ear, and kicked at the dirt beneath her iron soled sandals, like that of a petulant child.

As these two Shinigami were off talking a good 40 yards away, another shinigami stood alone, fighting a single hollow. It was obvious he wasn't exactly the best in the world, but he still tired his darnedest to take on this hollow. Maybe it was his own way of trying to prepare himself for when he was going to leave the gotei. Who knows? Ladon certainly didn't, he was just trying to get stronger. A slash to the left, right, down, up, you name it. He was slashing in many different ways, the hollow somehow keeping it's mask from getting slashed in two. Ladon growled as he summoned some ice on his blade and slashed, chopping a good chunk of flesh off the hollow. Well, that pissed it off.

With a small grin, Ladon was happy with his nice slash, at least until the hollow basically slapped him, causing him to withdraw close to where Mirja and Taichou were. Now, the question was, would these two help or not? Ladon didn't care... he liked to do things alone anyways.

Mirja heard that left brain had won the arguement, and just smiled. Taichou was certainly a special girl, that was for sure. Then she began to shadowbox, but her form was terrible, and her swings had no drive behind them. Maybe Mirja was taking it way to seriously, but as a boxer herself, she could not let this go. So, as Taicho exclaimed she was like a cartoon, Mirja stepped up behind her, and moved to grab the girl's fists gently.
"Like this. Throw your body into a punch, twist your hip into it, and drive through the target. You should only aim to hit them if you want to distract them or pull of a feint. Otherwise, punch beyond where they are, you'll manage a lot more force that way" she tutored. This was slightly for her benefit, but also to distract Taicho from her rather eccentric and embaressing exclamations.

Then, another Shinigami appeared, backing up from a Hollow he was fighting. It wasn't nearly the size of the one she had dealt with earlier, but then, few people had her strength.
"So, you alright there kiddo?" She asked, feeling a little sad that the personal time with her darling had been smerched by someone else, but at the same time, never disliking more company.

Taichou heard the fight breaking behind her. She broke from her playful demeanor, nearly knocking her mentor in the face as she was trying to correct Taichou's hideous martial arts form; and into that of her serious one. Readying herself, she took a breath, and held her right hand in front of her bosom, her spiritual essence then pooling into a sphere like shape, and hardening.

She took a step in the direction of the Hollow, and other Shinigami, and though she wasn't even a Shinigami herself yet; she took her chance in dispatching this Hollow. With a tearing sound,
the young Ryakketsu then launched her ball of reiryoku at the form of the Hollow; blasting a hole straight through its very abdomen as she did so.

Ladon looked at the corpse of the hollow and before it could fade away he touched his blade to it, covering it entire in ice. The ice shattered soon after and he sighed softly. He looked at mirja, who had just asked him a question, whether he was fine. Well... that was to be decided. He was about to make a life-changing decision to venture into Europe and possibly end up siding with Nemesis. He didn't know, he was still deciding, thinking. He shook his head and looked at Mirja.

"Yeah, I'm fine..."

It was a little clear that he used to be social, emphasis on used to be. He looked at Taichou and Mirja for a good minute before he spoke again, though the speech was shaky and rather weird.

"S-So... who are you two..?"

Pow. Taicho took the Hollow out like a bitch. Her blasts, even though she had never had any formal training in the Academy, where pretty dam good. Mirja wondered what she would be like after graduating, if she would be like those Kido Corps powerhouses, with all artilery-blasts and stuff. it was an interesting idea to play with. But for now, she had a Shinigami here that she had never really met before. But he was fine. The hollow was deaded, and The Shinigami wasn't. Then he just...stared. So Mirja took this oppitunity to snaffle Taichou in a hug, and nibble her ear softly. Tormenting this kid was the best she could do right now.

Then he finally spoke again, so Mirja gave him her name, leaving Taichou to give her own.
"Mirja Eeola. Combat division, Gotei Reformed"

Taichou giggled as she felt her ear being nibbled. Then straightening her form when it was her turn to introduce herself. Clearing her throat, she inhaled, puffing out her chest, and raising her hand in a salute towards the unknown Shinigami.

Following her maestro in suit, she announced her name, "Ryakketsu Taichou, of the Ryakketsu clan that used to reside in South Rukongai. Shinigami in training! Well, to be tested in the entrance exam, that is...." She trailed off, mumbling a bit, as she felt that would tarnish the blast she had just thrown at the Hollow.