Friendly "Advice" (1-vs-1 Spar/Genzen)

[Azerik Zaraki]

Azerik growled as Genzen's sword was sealed, not quite wanting to end things on this note. This fight was a draw, and Azerik needed a conclusive winner. What a pain.

Grudgingly sealing and sheathing his own sword, Azerik walked over to Genzen's sword. Leaning down briefly, he picked it up and tossed it to the 4th Seat, glaring off toward one of the facility walls, his eyes still golden with slitted pupils.

"You need to get used to fighting," Azerik said bitterly, "I understand that you don't wanna hurt anyone...but one day you'll have to make a choice: Fight, or die...or worse yet let others die in your place."

[Genzen Kigakiku]

With some luck, Genzen managed to catch the sword by it's grip, sheathing and using it like a cane to raise himself uncertainly to his feet. Not looking Azerik in the eye, he responded, "This is 12th Squad, isn't it? We're cooped up in the labs all day, I didn't consider I'd be drawing my sword against a fellow Shinigami when I joined."

He looked towards the room's exit, then back at Azerik, after a silence asking, "To the 4th Squad, then?" He was feeling lightheaded, and wanted to throw up after all the blood he had seen today. He hadn't exerted himself this much in a while...

[Exit when Azerik does]

[Azerik Zaraki]

"You may never fight a fellow Shinigami in real combat," Azerik said as a quick response, "and its true we are in the labs the majority of the time...but like all Shinigami, our main job is to protect Souls from Hollows. If we are called upon to fight we fight...and if we are invaded, you are expected to defend the Seireitei."

After Genzen spoke into the silence after Azerik's response, Azerik just started walking toward the entrance as he spoke again. "You can go to 4th Division," he said as he left in a foul mood, "I've got some things to work on."

[Exit]

[Hitsugaya]

Genzen 21 Posts, 40 Stats.

Azerik 21 Posts, 20 Stats.