Outmatched [Shuro/Tento]

For some being in the combat division meant being the best. A feeling Tento understood but felt a lackluster motivation for. Being the best and that mental focus was for the 1st division after all. Being the best was a far star to reach out for, and he would not kick anyone for going after it. Heck, he went after it in a way. What matter really in his mind though, was each person being the best version of themselves. And that potential was always limitless. As long as they gave their best and worked efficiently for growth and stability, what more could be easy in their line of duty?

That was the face answer he had came up with when he thought of things time and time and again. But for him he knew something was more in him. A competiveness that was etched into his soul that carried over now. Helping others go and challenging himself in comparison to it was something he just could not escape!

That was why he was up before the Ccrack of dawn. Shirt off as he stood in a section of the corner. Sweat gliafig down his form as he stood in a horse stance, practicing oun he's over and over and over again while letting out Kai shouts. It was the best way to get warmed up for a day at the combat division after all!

"HA! HA! HA! HA!", with each punch Tento let out a cry. His arrms tight to his core as he threw out a straight forward fist. The imagary figure matching his height and frame before him as his target. With each strike he let out a breath of concentration, his torso turned to give the full strength he could muster. No hault, no wasted movement. No wasted time or energy. Straight to the head, the chest, the shoulders. Timed to let loose one right after the other to keep his drive and warm up training going to its full potentional. "HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!". He held his last punch, sweat flying from his fish to softly fall to the soil below his feet as he heard a femininely voice that was unfamiliar. Well, that could not do! But something he would normally have to correct later. As much as he enjoyed the attention of the opposite gender and interacting with them, when the man was in the middle of an action or duty, he really wasn't the one to volunteer to be side tracked.

However, given it was such a sentence given to gain attention, it was proper to see what was up. From above apparently. Cranking his head up he saw the form on a lady that he was sure he had not met before. This early in the morning though it had to be someone from the 4th. Not many was up this early though, normally at least. A few passing times sure but not consistently; especially sitting on top of a roof! He followed her body as she descended down landing some distance away from him. Hearing her speak her turned towards her and relaxed his stance before reaching down and picking up one of many bottles of water. Picking it up and unscrewing he took a sip before looking at Shura with a raised eyebrow.

"Ah sure? We can have a spar. But ah....who...are you? Sorry, lot of names and faces I still don't know". He did hate not reconizing people. Most likely he did know Shura by reputation yes and actions. Name. But face, nope. Can't know the face of someone you never had met! Either way he let out a cheesy welcoming smile as he continued to speak to her. "Real practice indeed. But combating oneselves limit is a good opponent as well...even if its a simple as punching some lame wind heh".

Well it seemed this lass had no issue with Tento recognizing her just by looks. A calm smile was a positive sign right? ...well. As long as he was not getting an underlying bad vibes. So far so good! "Apologizes. If I don't know the face of someone I can't really connect a name to it", Tento said calmly. The soft giggle of this woman before him a pleasant tune to his ears. The bow she gave was quickly returned in promptness and deepness. Such as all should do when greeting a comrade in the art of a spar. "Kurata Shura. A pleasure to meet your acquaintance".

Kurt's family huh? Must be something about family. He learned of the noble houses when he was at Shino. Deep history, connections, skill, weapons, and spiritual power. A refined legacy that passed more and more like a boon to the next generation. He knew all of the noble families he thought. Perhaps this was one of the lesser noble families he heard about that competited to reach the higher realms of the soul society? And Hakaishin was it? He wondered what that meant!

With that emphasis though it was clear she had a bit of pride in her division. An expection. He moved, walked over to the stand the take hold of his Zanpatuko that he had rested against a wooden beam. "Yes, our division is great. One with a long history and furure", using his thumb he quickly flicked his sword free form its sheath before grabbing ahold of it with his right hand. Twirling it in two small circles while keeping the sheath in his left hand.

Well, if she had no real desire to get his name he had no qualms about not giving it. It was what it was. And by her reputation it matched her short and straight to the point persona.

Facing her ready and taking the cue that she was as well. He stood before her knees bent. His tall frame guarded with his sheeth and sword in front of him in an X sharp over his tordo at the center. His sword facing up to primary guard his body and right side of his face while his sheath faced down. Guarding his left side torso and left side of his legs. "Very well. Let's have fun then!". In a gentle steep he moved to test her reaction for subtle movements before approaching at a pace far less then his true speed. Testing her further with a triad of quick stabs with his sword. To the left leg, lower torso, and right shoulder in quick succession.

The weak testing strikes from Tento were responded to just as good from someone who was a part of the combat division! Even more so by her reputation. Such a long time in the division, there were words about her. Fierce, strong, unemotional and ah...a bit puschpathical. Crazy lady? Or just a warrior woman. Wouldn't be the first time people overreacted. Even fighters! And once you got a reputation attached to your name it was hard to shake it off or change it. He would thus see what she was made of and how her personality was himself.

In her counter she threw out dive strikes! With his sword out and energy further reinforcing his sheath his grin grew heavier in a power joy of attneoiaction of battle. He felt she was going harder than he did in the first blows being exchange. Much faster then his beginner lackluster, skilled and practiced. But not more then he could perceive and react to! When the first strike came to his right shoulder he simple turned his shoulder away, sides barely avoiding getting nicked as he decided to move much closer to his true speed. Dropping his sheath down in a short strike, he clashed with her blade attempting to push it away just enough to prevent it from cutting skin or fabric. By that blow he held the suspicion that she held a great deal of might in her muscles. Likely a fruit of hard training! Good, it excited him more to get that hint!

"Hahahaha!", he dropped his right hand holding his sword, clashing with her sword as he slipped his sword in an upward arc to have it fly overhead before attempting to use his sheath once again to know it away. "Nice! More, show me more comrade". If he managed to keep the last blow overhead he would flick his blade further, clashing with hers using his sword and sheath to reinforce the pressure to pull Shura's sword to the ground before throwing out a low kick aimed at her right calf. A smile and hungry look growing in his eyes as he did so.

Now this was a wonderful warm up to his day! He could finally see what the Fire Princess of the 4th division could do. She had a fanciness to her sword style. Extra, but smooth and effective. The wonders of its value an interest to the martial skill lover. Strong. Fast, almost as much as Co Vice Captain Rio and Captain Kanae. Almost. He could most certainly keep up with the movements of speed, and challenge hers in his counters. Her might and trickery would factors to be cautious off. As the two stared off at each other after their exchange of tests. The show was just getting started, that was clear.

His foot went down, slowly sliding down to the cool floor, heel lifted. Choosing to let Shura catch her balance. His body hanging back, letting her blade swish through the air. Once she flipped her zanpakuto so that it pointed towards him, the palm of one hand pressed against the butt of the hilt and the blade of it facing upwards as she grinned towards him readying herself once again. Tento fell back into his X guard. Smile on his face. "You sure got a pretty smile", he shifting his left leg. "Let me give you some more to light up your warrior spirit then!!", Tento said as leaned right moving right before bursting towards left in a sharp zag. Sword out threw out a double X slash before quickly throwing out a quick trio swing using his sword and sheath back to back to back. His body moving at a pace much faster than before; no longer moving like a novice but more of a seasoned fighter. His strikes coming as precise and swift strikes that would match Shura's abilties and hopfully challenge her slightly.