One Last Bowl [Hono, Yuri]

Well, travel wasn't easy to get all lined up. But if nothing else, it was done. It was a little scary, interestingly enough. The idea of getting away from all of this nonsense, it was a good feeling. But there was an air of uncertainty around the situation that she hadn't quite expected to bother her. What exactly she'd even wind up doing on earth?

But those things she had a general idea for. Frankly, she didn't know for sure, but that was the point. To escape this inevitable black hole of bullshit between the nobles and the rest of the soul society. But that didn't mean she didn't have at least one obligation to square away.

She'd reached out and contacted Hono through her phone, at least the inter sereitei communication worked fine enough. And she'd told her to meet her out in the sticks. And for once in the last several weeks. Yuri actually wore her old gotei uniform as she sat cross legged in the center of the cleared out field. Her eyes closed, and with Sessho resting in her lap. Quiet and thoughtful as she waited for Hono to arrive, her hands lightly resting on either end of her zanpaku'to as she waited. And prepared herself. Hono had been improving somewhat ... awkwardly ever since they had first trained together. So very long ago when the girl hadn't even known the name of her zanpakuto.

She had just one last lesson to teach the girl.

Yuri opened her eyes, smiling as Hono's voice garnered her attention. Raising her head and looking the woman in the eyes, she couldn't help but chuckle softly as she slowly stood up, rolling her shoulders slightly as she stood up and brushed off her rear and looked at Hono. What a transformation indeed. ONe that you wouldn't even know had happened just looking at her.

She waited until Hono approached and the two were just a few paces from one another, giving Hono a knowing smile.

"Que linda. Honestly I expected you to ask that question before you even came out here." She noted softly, closing her eyes for a moment as she took a nice, slow, deep breath. Reaching to her hip, she gently drew her zanpaku'to and held it out infront of her sideways. That smile of hers deepening as she looked the woman in the eyes.

"It's been quite some time since I first decided to help you out. Honestly, in some cases I kinda wish I'd just taken you under my wing. But still.... I can't help but feel like I've failed a little. I perhaps should have been more direct. But now... with things are. I don't think that I can give you the attention you should have had. Which is why, I want you to show me what you can do." She noted with a slow spread of a smirk across her lips. Her spiritual pressure slowly welling up around the area as she looked Hono dead in the eyes. She had been ... lacking. Certainly, she had been keeping up with her own training. But in the short time that she had been with the Eigth division, working with so many other squads, she'd realized something. Something that needed remedying. There was so much more to herself that she wasn't training. She performed at pace, or above her peers with her zanpakuto and kido. But in Hoho? In Hakuda? She had found herself sorely lacking. She'd been so focused on teaching that she herself hadn't quite met the expectations. But more than that.... some of her former students... had more than surpassed her.

And that was something that had struck deep. And now, she had to know.

Had Hono surpassed her as well?

"Hono Kaen. This isn't just a training bout I want to have. I need to know that you're prepared for the soul society that's to come. And I want you to use everything at your disposal, to prove that to me."