Training Sesh! [OPEN]

With all the chaos being sewn across the world's realms these days, Inigo Olivier, member of the Seventh Gotei Division, thought posting an open invitation for a training session could help distract his fellow soldiers who might be experiencing some nerves or anxiety about it all. By sending the invitation to every division Inigo was practically guaranteed to get at least one response, though he was hoping for more. Even though his squad was hardly known for being the most powerful or combat-oriented, a sparring session went to the heart of what the Gotei was known for: unparalleled warriors with a thirst for growth and training.

Under the bright Spring Sun Inigo beads of sweat ran down Inigo's forehead as he swung his Zanpakuto in fixed motions, practicing the basics of Zanjutsu. Though experienced in sword fighting, at least compared to the average person, Inigo still had not mastered the fundamentals and as such focused on it as the core of his training. After all, if he could lay a solid groundwork then everything that comes after would at least be on good footing; a house without a good foundation would be susceptible to collapse no matter how well constructed. Thus Inigo was running through various kata with his drawn Zanpakuto, waiting for someone to show up and make his day just a bit more interesting.

When a young woman suddenly appeared and began talking to him, Inigo was caught off guard to the point of reeling back a bit in the middle of a kata. This left him standing awkwardly at an angle as he stared at the woman trying to make heads or tails of her. If she was in the Gotei he would have known for sure considering he'd tried hitting on just about every non-Captain female in the organization. Despite a track record of no reciprocation, and oftentimes even a slap to the face, Inigo pushed forward against all odds. Even against accusations of harassment. Which is why if he had met this woman in particular he'd remember.

Upon correcting his stance so he stood regularly facing her, Inigo responded to her accusation of ghosting with a forced look of shock "Surely it got lost in the mail! How could I ever stand you up....errr.....what's your name again?" His absentmindedness and lack of self awareness made for an individual who got on in the Gotei on combat ability alone, though it's not like he was exactly overflowing with that either at this point. Despite his superhuman strength, Inigo's lack of speed and skill prevented him from climbing the ranks or making a name for himself. Despite this, a look of confidence remained plastered across his youthful face as he awaited the stranger's reply.

Despite his best efforts, Inigo just could not remember what or whom she was referring. Unfortunately for him his memory had never been very strong, neither short nor long term. For reasons he'd never given much thought to Inigo always struggled to recall basic things from just a few minutes prior much less from months or years ago, which made learning in the Shino Academy especially difficult for him, barely squeaking by to graduate on time. In fact he was one of the lowest in his class and had been told multiple times there was a fair chance he would be stuck at the Academy for a seventh year which would have been a depressing fate indeed. Luckily once he graduated and joined the Gotei it became less relevant as while he's actually in battle Inigo got along just fine and even excelled.

Today though there was no plan for life or death battle...yet from an observer's point of view, this woman seemed bloodthirsty enough to attack a Gotei soldier in the middle of the Seventh Division Barracks. Still, despite her near-giantess size and fierce aura Inigo wasn't bothered in the slightest. Outwardly, at least. Inwardly an extreme sense of dread pervaded his every pore, as if this woman was really ready to, for lack of a better phrase, take him to pound town. On the surface he focused on staying as he was so as to not embarrass himself in front of a young and attractive woman even with how she was talking to him. To him this might seem like confidence, but in reality it was more akin to reckless arrogance as, though he wasn't aware, Ulv Auber was more than capable of turning him into a pancake on the sidewalk.

"Ah....yes! I, uh, definitely recall this letter." More beads of sweat than before ran down his forehead, not just a result of exercising in the sun this time, as he tried to come up with an excuse. "Unfortunately duty called, and as a heroic soldier in the Gotei I didn't get the chance to reply. Fear not though, for there's plenty of Inigo Olivier to go around and while I'm gonna have to pass on your request to bend over, you're more than welcome to." Inigo's hands and feet moved a bit awkwardly as he semi-squirmed in place, unsure of what this woman would, or could, do to him.

ULV AUBER | THE BURNING HEART

Guy had balls. If nothing else. Despite being given the bone-deep existential crisis -as in his existence was about to undergo a crisis - he maintained his confident persona and even managed to get out a quip about how heroic he was and how he was called away and then even managed to crack out a flirt at the end of it. At least, she thought it was a flirt, it could have just been some random nervous jittering. It did give Ulv a thought to mess with the poor guy though. Her looming stare sort of deflated into a 'pfft' and then rancorous laughter could be heard from the girl.

"Haha! I love it! You are a cute one kiddo. Tell you what" she skipped five foot away, and then bent over, her short skirt - apparently her jeans suddenly turned into a skirt in a subtle flash of amber light - showing off the underwear below. "If you can come get it, then you can come have it~" She told him, giving a sultry wink and waiting. If he devolved into a blush very similar to how Mr Birb would deal with such a forward proposal, there would be omegalols to be had. But if he actually did come towards her, she would rig the challenge in her favour by releasing a localised blast of her entire reiatsu, potent enough to floor a lieutenant. Either way, she wasn't done teasing this guy yet. He had to earn what she was going to give.

Noble White Fangs | END POST

There was little more embarrassing for a man than to be patronized in this way. Though his appearance was one of somebody barely old enough to buy his own cigarettes, Inigo was in fact over seventy years old. As such being called "one cute kiddo" by an attractive girl was, to put it lightly, just a wee bit devastating. Yet, for someone who's faced rejection more times than he could count Inigo would not give up quite yet. Even with her clearly just toying with him his determination would slice through such opposition and thoughts like a hot knife through butter, spurring him on to keep up this facade of flirtatious confidence.

......Or not. As she turned around and bent over Inigo was confused for a just a second before being utterly floored by her clothing transformation and somewhat-lewd reveal. Despite it not actually having been that extreme a thing for Ulv to do, it would likely be quite clear Inigo was now more disgruntled by what she'd done than even by her tremendous exertion of willpower just a moment prior. Almost as if from an old timey Popeye cartoon Inigo's eyes would bulge out momentarily before he forcefully composed himself, though still on edge. "Y-your power is clear, but it's no match for a true hero!" Despite his confident words Inigo was entirely unsure how to proceed. It seemed too good to be true, like entrapment. Slowly he took a step forward as he kept speaking.

"A woman like you needs a man like mMPH--" as his second foot lifted off the ground Inigo tripped, collapsing to the ground in a heap made worse by the explosion of Reiatsu from the woman which helped to slam his entire body into the hard concrete below. Clearly things were not going well for Inigo Olivier today.

ULV AUBER | THE BURNING HEART

Watching him coming from between her legs, the guy actually came for her, and face-planted because Ulv was way more than he could handle right now. Retracting the powerful reiatsu back into her body so as to not cause him any more damage, she Walked over, and bent down so her breasts jiggled in the school-girl uniform - where that came from was anyone's guess - with every step. She then gave the guy now on the floor a grin. Ulv really did like these sort of passionate people. They needed direction, but she could help with that.
"True, maybe it is no match for a true hero. But I've not really met many of them to be honest" She told him, putting her hands on her hip and giving him a proper "Tsundere Senpai" look to push the whole thing she was going.

"So, a woman like me needs a man like what, precisely? I didn't quite catch that before you started eating the dirt. One could assume that you were trying to say a woman like me needs a man like you. But does a woman really need a man who will trip over like this after forgetting to even send condolences for missing her letter?"

Noble White Fangs | END POST

Once the woman's Spiritual Pressure receded, Inigo flipped over so that he was now laying on his back. Between the brightness of the sun and the lingering disorientation from smacking face-first into the pavement, Inigo could barely make out the person standing near him bent over at the waist. After a short time the daze began to clear as Inigo's sight returned, allowing him to more clearly see the now-schoolgirl uniform clad Ulv rather transparently showing off her sizable cleavage above him. With the bright light shining behind her, Inigo almost thought he was being visited by an actual angel. "Am I dreaming?"

As she kept talking, commenting on the unfortunate fall he'd just taken, Inigo came to his senses, shook his head a bit, and jumped to his feet. After dusting himself off a bit the young Shinigami once again became as unnecessarily overconfident as ever. Still, one thing confused him (in all fairness many things confuse Inigo, but this stood out). If Mirja wasn't here....who is this strange, incredible woman? "How can a man know what a woman wants if he doesn't even know who she is? You seem to know me but I don't know you and believe me, I'd remember you. As you know I'm Inigo Olivier. And you are...?" He privately hoped this inquiry would distract from what had just occurred.