Emerald Barley, Golden Wheat, and Platinum Blades (Private)

Jaeden was heading out, a jar of sake and well cups in his hands. He'd become much more relaxed after the training and fight with Kaminari. He'd changed to a point that was rather surprising, his posture was relaxed as he moved on. Drinking to the fallen who fell because of he and that devil Akisame, but who could judge. He'd slain them as though mere babes awaiting the mothers return. His Zanpakutō rested in his belt, a classic katana wielding style. He was carrying his buster blade, though the training with it was far and complete now. This was more a peace offering, finding a location in the fields of grass that remained where society once stood. He stabbed it into the ground, sitting down cross legged he poured himself a cup of sake. Sipping from it now as he smiled slightly at the flavor. Rice wine could always make a day much more fun then it had been. The destruction hadn't phased the people here, but the town was nice.

"It's weird to come here again after all..I walked through this place on that day to begin it..I know the cycle continues on, but allow me my little eccentricities of sharing a drink with the fallen. " Jaeden said talking to himself, his Captain's Haori was facing the town with the number on it. It wasn't to strange, Jaeden had kept rather close to his roots. He pulled Seiryu out and set it on his lap softly, the sheath of ebony rested rather peacefully on his lap. He'd let a sigh go as he sipped the sake happily, if anyone came along and wished to join him that would be fine. Truth be told drinking alone was quite the bother, having a partner made the days easier. The rare guard he used was a cross guard, that had small holes in places. A tassel hung from Seiryu's end or had at one point, the blade's crimson tassel was missing now. Jaeden had removed it long ago but some signs of it could be seen.

"Well..sorry about that..day..but let's see..I lost a fight not long ago to someone dear to me..To say they effected me would be an understatement..I am seeking the path of a swordsman now..That is till Kimiko catches up with me anyways..I figure, a couple days of drinking and practicing the old school.."

Jaeden wasn't really caring if other people heard him talking to himself as he sat down on the ground before the large sword he placed. It was in clear view of the town, the wheat fields were such a beauty and a story as old as time, a song as old as rhyme could be heard on the winds.

Jaeden's jaw lined into a grin as the man came over, he wasn't in such a mind frame as others who came before him. A Captain in Rukongai was about as rare as the Gotei 13 showing a care for the poor folks out here. Jaeden enjoyed these places a bit more, so often sneaking or rather. Moving off without anyone knowing had become a move of his that was hard to defeat Jaeden smiled beginning and pouring a cup of sake for the man who'd come and joined him at the location he'd decided to rest. His reiatsu was anything but hostile, it seemed almost warm and understanding.

"That's true, people seem to avoid this place these days..Captains are always doing paper work..." He shuddered slightly at the word paper work, something he wasn't really cut out for in the long run of things. Warriors didn't really get the whole idea of filing paper work. His eyes were shut, something of the habit he formed. He was easily able to tell things without his eyes, but as a common kindness he opened them up. The crimson eyes that resembled blood so, he glanced at the male as he held the cup of sake out to him.

"I wasn't much of a Gotei 13 person, before I was asked to become a Captain...I honestly lived in a place like this, spent most my time dealing with our clans problems..Kind of a new feeling seeing someone from the other side of the fence, that was once a member of it."

Jaeden had meant nothing by it, he didn't really get to see people who came from once being there. Though this was simply an assumption by him, he assumed the man had once been part of it. He sipped from his sake cup softly, their was an abundance of sake left for them to drink. So the day was young and perhaps and interesting turn would happen soon.

Jaeden smirked a bit as he drank from his cup, yeah the paper work was still a nightmare. Not a big change in the years there. He looked a bit at peace as he drank from his sake, before pouring some more. Boy he enjoyed this type of peace, it would be nice if it kept going on for a life time. Jaeden rubbed his chin, this man was direct and yet very honest. The winds blew softly, the wheat fields dance and told the stories of old. Jaeden pry was one of few who had an imagination to see these stories before his crimson eyes like the pages of a book turning. A new story would be told today, between he and this man perhaps. The day when the old guard, met the new one.

"I am Jaeden Crow, just a honest swordsman from a clan that practices a bizarre sword style." Jaeden chuckled somewhat at the word bizarre, it fit the style with almost a perfection that couldn't be defined in many other ways. However times did change and perhaps his style of swordsmanship was finished. He pondered the meaning behind it, Jaeden was a fine swordsman and since his loss. Many claimed he'd gotten even better then he used to be.

The question if he was any good with that thing, made a soft smile come to his lips. Jaeden wasn't arrogant, infact if anything the man was humble. And believed he wasn't anywhere near good. That like many, their was someone better he could learn from out there. Jaeden's humble nature had made him a likable person and well things added up to finally making him a Captain, the arguments that went into him joining were long and hard. Mainly because he believed it meant following orders no matter what, though he'd changed now since it began. Taking a sip of sake again before he gave his answer.

"No where as good as I would like to be, I know many people are more skilled then I with a sword, but it's something I believe I can grow stronger at and become better..as I grow." Jaeden didn't mind saying he lost to Kaminari, he wondered if she could beat him twice after he trained and pushed himself to his limits. Jaeden planned to do just that, he would push himself harder then ever before.

"And you?"

Jaeden detect the swordsman spirit of another swordsman here. He was smirking softly, he couldn't help it. Jaeden was a bit buzzed, but it wasn't bad, it was one of those good buzzes that a person got from time to time. This place was a beautiful location indeed, Jaeden would need to restrain his rather impressive destruction of a power. He didn't mind accepting the hand of a fellow swordsman such as this man, he didn't know the name exactly yet. Something he would ask when it mattered, but that was something that should of been amusing enough. Jaeden had been working on some new moves, he would show them here. They weren't complete as of yet, perhaps this man would find the style amusing. As Jaeden got to his feet, he kept a hold of Seiryu the sword upon his lap. Jaeden stepped back somewhat, deciding he would go with a traditional stance of a swordsman.

Jaeden slowly pulled his zanapakuto free, the hissing of the blade was loud and it sounded as though the blade was hungry. Jaeden stopped not to far back from the man, before he let a small amount of his reiatsu grow hostile finally. Though it was like the mighty skies and storms above. It could be gentle and yet, something about it was very dangerous. Lighting danced across his skin, Jaeden closed his eyes slowly. Letting them shut tightly, as he exhaled a breath. Bringing his family's stance up, it was a mid-high stance. The wielder would bring the sheath just infront of them. Before bringing the sword down slowly, Jaeden was remembering things about the move he was about to use. The moves he was enjoying the sequence of events about to come from this, he couldn't really help but smile. Not many wanted a pure sword fight with him, just because he was Jaeden. "I am looking forward to this, before we begin in earnest.. Tell me your name, I wish to know the name of the man I am facing. For as a swordsman I wish to remember it."

Jaeden's request was simple and pure, he was an old fashioned warrior. Knowing the name of his friend or foe was a part of the man Jaeden became, it had been long since Jaeden could naturally be himself. This man was easy to be just Jaeden around, the Gotei 13 was something he'd tried so hard ot be something he wasn't. Jaeden was a warrior and that was something in his blood, but more then that was a lover of zanjutsu and all forms of swordsmanship. This was where the meadows and wheat fields would gain a new song. Jaeden lowered his stance now, taking off his Captain Haori.

"One sec, this thing gets in the way a bit off for my liking. I'll use it to cover the sake..Sshh...don't tell the Head Captain.." Jaeden said smiling, as he walked over and covered the sake cups in his Haori to protect them from what was to come, he could feel so much lighter without that on. Not to mention the other large sword he carried here. Alright it was about time they begin in full, waiting calmly before Yuri in a mid stance classic. He watched smiling softly, as he was set to go.

Jaeden watched the attack, bringing the sheath up he wondered if this next trick had ever been seen before. Jaeden had only shown one aspect of his reiatsu, lighting had a strange way magnetizing things. Making things a bit harder to get away, he used it on his Zanpakutō sheath. Jaeden wasn't using powers, this was a part of the sword style. He was smirking, he didn't claim to be the fastest or the strongest. Jaeden was fairly fast with his response, he brought his sheath up and turned it at an angle to block the sword. He'd gotten his right hand ready, before he was set. Jaedens eyes were shut still, he seemed able to fight with his sword much better like this. He made a slash to the right, though the secret of his art was about to be shown. A swordsman like Yuri would pry figure this trick out soon as he saw it. But Jaeden's slash to the left seemed almost like he was lost, but the truth was the slash wasn't in that location. A nearly invisible attack formed, on the side Yuri was advancing to attack with his hand on.

"Agreed.." Jaeden, had lowered his voice a bit and gotten a bit more serious. If Yuri continued into the mostly invisible attack he would run into the attack, the Tengu art was deception as a swordsman. Jaeden wasn't sure why, but he believed that someday he would invent the perfect art. It may of been connected from this form, but he wasn't ready yet. The attack wasn't the last, assuming Yuri dodged the move. Jaeden smirked and watched the path of the sword through his ear. Jaeden hadn't begun to show the strength the Tengu art presented. Jaeden wasn't quite sure if he'd gotten a hit or not, the tips of his slashes were visible. This swordsmanship of his required a tranquility that he brought about by calming his soul down. However Jaeden flicked his wrist holding what may remain of the sheath at the sword, slowing it down if it connected. He'd not bothered using his electric energy any longer. Though the field was open now for it, Jaeden wouldn't burn this place to the ground.

He brought both hands to his sword, a near traditional kendo stance, though it had some differences. He'd aimed the sheath for the hilt, it wasn't something he often did. Well it wasn't time to cry about spilled or frozen sake. Jaeden grinned as he spoke now, he cracked his neck softly. He wondered about this guy's style, he was getting quite a lesson from it. Jaeden hadn't really considered this to be much else then a duel between two top notch swordsmen. It was time for him to start up, he watched for changes of Yuri's strategy now. Well it was hard to explain, but Jaeden's other senses were far sharper then normal. Because of his skill to fight without his eyes, this duel was making his skin crawl with pure excitement. Well let's see what I can do next to show him some shock. Jaeden could hear the movements rather clearly, giving him decent time to react. He was fairly quick, though this wasn't the time to get caught off guard just yet. Jaeden had gotten ready for it, he smiled as he ran his sword along the edge of the thrust at his chest. Using his sword as he moved forward now, feeling sparks against his skin as the blades clashed.

"My turn it appears."

Jaeden had just used one of his counter attack moves. The blade counter, during his block he moved a bit faster and slashed at his enemies right upper torso. He wasn't quite sure how it had gone, but it was time to stop playing around. Jaeden wasn't fast, but that wasn't the point of his fighting style. He wasn't good at the whole hand to hand with swords, but he would do decently enough at one form of it. He took a higher stance that seemed like it would take a bit longer to pull off, he brought the blade down to a strange stance finally. He seemed to bring it above him slowly, it wasn't to strange as he smirked and began using shunpo rapidly as he finally came upon his target, he brought the sword straight down. Aiming for the left shoulder, grant it this wasn't expected to connect.

Another Tengu blade was made at the time, the secondary slash had come down on the right and left this time, the blades were formed however. The people could still see the tips of the blades, at least at Yuri's level they could. This was truly the most fun Jaeden had had in such a long time, however it wasn't over yet. Soon as Yuri acted, Jaeden's feet were ready to move. He'd not come in 100% without a fourth plan of action, however it wasn't as though he'd forgotten his next plan.