Thread: The Spiritual Arts Academy [A Bleach Rp. Malin & Moon]

Hitoshi smiled lightly as his sister thanked him for the meal. Breathing slightly he leaned back letting his legs stretch out for a moment. His last class had been hand to hand combat, and he had been kicked around a number of times. It was rather humiliating really now that he thought about it, and now that he was actually sitting and able too give his body a rest he was starting to feel the pain and agony twinge through his body. He gave a light cough as he took in a bit too much air from a wince. Feeling his right eye twitch slightly. He felt more at ease when he had his sister around him, something about having her around made this overly dramatic change easier too handle than he had expected. He gave her a small smile as she offered him some of the food and he took some of the rice. Enjoying the taste, the food was certainly the best thing about the seireitei. He remembered living in the Rukongai most of it had been completely rotten. Your welcome Hana, I figgured after our last class we could both use the energy. He said cheerfully. He still wasn't sure his body could adjust too the constant beatings that he had suffered since starting classes, it wasn't just the instructors who seemed to yell a lot. Everyone here was crazy! He gave a small laugh though as he took a bit of the sliced apple chewing it and enjoying the taste a little more. Considering the food they had before these days was along the lines of garbage he had to agree with her. Frankly I am eating too recover, how the hell do you fight so well? I don't think I have seen you get hit once in these classes, and those instructors are full of shit, they should see how many bruises I have before they say i'm not serious. Hitoshi said rubbing his shoulder lightly where a student had struck him with a Boken Katana. Even with the sparing armor the heavy wood had left a mark. He adjusted his glasses as he laid out for a moment. He still didn't really see how he was cut out for this kind of work. It is, and I... Don't know, I am not even that good with spiritual energy, I just have a lot of it apparently. Having a lot doesn't make me good at it, I still explode just half as often as you do, which is fair as far as I am concerned. If I have too be hit with swords, and thrown around like a rag doll, you can explode. So i wouldn't say that it comes naturally too me. He said with a light joke, and a playful punch too his sisters arm. He had too admit that getting used to this life would be difficult. They hadn't been going at it for long, and their bodies were still adjusting too the more painful, and more active life styles. Laying down was probably the worst thing Hitoshi could have chosen to do as he leaned back into the ground. His muscles were getting used to sitting again which meant they were starting to stiffen. They only had a short while before the set of afternoon classes started, and they had to move, but he allowed himself a little bit of rest. Hana, if I die now, bury me under a good tree. As he spoke he did so in an over dramatic tone of voice putting a hand over his for head. A small smile on his face, from what he could tell Hana was the one having the easier time adjusting too this life. Do you even know where the Kido range is from these gardens? Hitoshi asked witha slightly confused look towards his sister.