Some simple training. (Spectators Welcome)

[honaki]

Rinpo watched the man reach for his zanpakutou and got ready to block when Daruba spoke again.

[blue] Do not put up the guard until you see the attack is coming for you, if you block too early you will be left vulnerable in other areas[/blue]

Rinpo sighed and watched the man flash step then shout behind him and turned to see if an attack was coming, nothing, again he heard the man exit his flash step and turned to see him throwing a punch at him.

[blue]Tilt, parry, grab, punch, throw, NOW![/blue]

Again Rinpo listened to the orders being barked at him and leaned slightly to the right while using his left hand to push the right jab outward slightly and then grabbed the mans arm. Once Rinpo had the man in a grab he stepped forward on one foot and swung a heavy right handed uppercut into the mans stomach hoping to hit and use the momentum to help him swing the man over his head and smashing into the floor.

[Zephyros]

He was watching, he was waiting, he was patient, he was his. Abra had a sinister grin spread across his face now that stayed even after the uppercut connected with his stomach. He hacked out in pain, but his form stayed strong. He even lightened his body as the arm lifted him from the floor and he allowed Rinpo to slam him into the ground. His back screamed out in agony and his eyes widened in pain, but his mind quickly began to erase the pain. He had been in fights before and has felt much worse pain, but now he knew.

Abra's knees point up, and then his legs rise. He grips onto Rinpo's arm so that he could not get away and pulls himself upwards, then thrusts his right foot point-blank towards the Shinigami's face. This was no feint. This was an outright counter-attack. This was a point-blank shot and he was holding on tightly to Rinpo. Abra knew the shot would connect, he was just hoping the Shinigami would keep his grip on him. If Rinpo didn't release Abra after his foot connected with his face, it would be the end of the match. The black-haired Shinigami had him.

Were Rinpo to let go, Abra would continue his flip and land with his back to the Shinigami, then kick backwards at his shin. Once that attack connected, he would spin and jump backwards towards his Zanpakuto. This Shinigami wasn't escaping these blows. Abra now had a plan.

[honaki]

Rinpo watched the mans foot moved towards him and waited or Daruba to tell him what to do, and waited, and waited...

[blue] ...you cant dodge it...BLOCK!...[/blue]

Rinpo had almost no time to react but in the time he did he had managed to let go of the man with his left arm and used it to shield his face and cringed when he felt the bone in his arm strain heavily under the force of the kick. Grunting Rinpo watched man man go over him and took his chance, Daruba had panicked for some reason and Rinpo would have to manage on his own for now. Rinpo turned and saw a kick coming for him and used his right hand to knock it off to the side then swung round clockwise in an attempt to hit the man in the back with his right foot and followed up by crouhcing low and spinning again to take out the mans legs.

[Zephyros]

He blocked? He's attacking? Is this guy an idiot?

He completely changed his battle tactics and was back to his normal predictable self. This was the Rinpo Abra had studied and learned to counter. This was the Rinpo he could beat without much thought. Rinpo had entered a spin and knocked Abra's foot out from underneath him. He was being aggressive again. He was being impulsive again. He was being forward. He was going to attack again, Abra was sure of this, and a sinister grin formed across his face.

Allowing his foot to carry into the air, Abra entered a back-flip and he saw it: he saw the fist swinging for him. He tucked his legs in and allowed the fist to pass over them, but he knew Rinpo. He knew the assault would not end there. He pushed with his hands and threw himself up a few feet from the floor just as Rinpo's low spin-kick came whipping around. He landed on his feet in a crouched position ahead of Rinpo, then used his position to push himself forward and he threw a punch towards his face that would stop and pull back, twisting Abra's body into a counter-clockwise rotation where he would fire a high-powered spin-kick for his enemy's waist.

Were Rinpo to block this, he would feel the full force behind the kick, and if he were to get hit by it, he would be sent flying across the dojo. He was becoming too predictable again. Whatever he was doing before, he had better switch back over soon.

[honaki]

Rinpo watched as the man he was attacking succesfully dodged nearly all of his attacks and realised what he was doing. He was doing the exact thing Daruba had told him not to...Rinpo breathed and let himself focus on the movements being made all around him. Even if Daruba wasn't here to tell him what to do Rinpo was going to do it. However before you could get in a good situation he had to get out of this kick. Watching the kick come towards Rinpo made the easiest and safest decision, he Shunpou'd to the left of the man at incredible speed and stood there 4m from the man who was still spinning in an attempt to kick thin air.

[orange] "Ahem, i'm over here dumbass" [/orange]

[Zephyros]

"Ahem, i'm over here dumbass"

Now it was time. Abra's cockiest grin of all spread across his face as he spun through thin air. "Get ready!" He shouted as his foot landed to the floor. As soon as the straw sandal touched down the Shinigami vanished in thin air. "Multi Flash-Step: Stairway to Heaven!" Abra was on one of the dojo walls now, but as soon as one would go to look at him, he vanished, then reappeared right in front of Rinpo, hovered for less than a second, and disappeared.

He exited the flash-step towards the center of the room, but re-entered it immediately: his Zanpakuto was now missing from the floor. The velocity at which he was traveling was getting the better of him. His chest was tightening and his leg muscles were burning, but he had to keep pushing.

He appears descending from the air sideways and lands, then begins skidding across the floor. He would use this momentum as he entered his next flash-step and spin, then appear right beside Rinpo and smack him in the side of the face with the broad end of the Zanpakuto. This was, after all, just a sparring match. No killing intent was wanted nor needed.

A click and a stiff moment suddenly sends Abra's eyes into a widening state of shock and fear. His five-foot Zanpakuto's point had stabbed into the floor just as he went to reenter the flash-step and it snagged. His hands were torn from the grip and he trips horribly, then smashes face-first into the floor and skids across it for a good three feet before crashing into the dojo wall in a puff of dust.

[honaki]

Rinpo looked at the cloud of dust now surrounding the shinigami and laughed. Now, if Rinpo hadn't been listening to Daruba that day he probably would have gone to check the rubble to laugh some more, but this time he was smart...sorta...He walked over to the mans overly large zanpakutou, put his hand on the grip and wrenched in out of the floorboards then lay it down and on the ground and pushed it over to the cloud of dust that was continuing to swell.

[orange] "If you're in there i recommend you get back up and use your sword, if your not, i wouldn't recommend trying to surprise me, you might end up in a world of pain." [/orange]

Rinpo stood watching the cloud of dust but put a huge ammount of focus into sensing the slightest motion of reiatsu while doing his best to keep his face arrogant as if he was expecting a plain frontal attack and not preparing for a surprise attack.

[Zephyros]

"Aaahhgh! Dammit!" Was the growl from the dust cloud as it dissapated. Abra was sitting amongst the cratered wall and splintered wood while rubbing the sore spot in the back of his head. "I guess six is still too much. "Damn, and that probably would have worked too. "Dammit!"

Abra sighs heavily, not hearing what the Shinigami had said, but he did notice his sword before him. He sighs and grabs his weapon, then stands and places the rusty blade into its scabbard. His honey brown eyes give a sideways glance towards Rinpo, and then his face forms a confident smirk before his lips part.

"You're pretty lucky, ya know that. A lot of head-strong people don't normally come into possession of a smart Zanpakuto Spirit. It's even more rare to find someone who actually listens to their spirits."

He winks at the Shinigami, releasing all his hostile intentions in a sigh through the nose. "This was fun, but now I want something. Now what do I want...?" He began thinking of many different types of treats, but every time he came close, he would realize he didn't have enough to pay for it, then an Idea hit him and a sinister grin spread across his face. "Hey you. You should treat me to something for my services."

[honaki]

Rinpo watched the man stand up and heard him speak listneing confusingly to the last part

"Hey you. You should treat me to something for my services."

[orange] "And what, may i ask, would i give you and what moreover, makes you think you earned anything? i didn't even touch my sword fighting you.[/orange]

Rinpo watched the man not entirely sure what was about to happen but was careful not to stop being wary of attack incase this was a ploy.

[Zephyros]

"I don't really give a shit, truthfully. Ya could just gimme some cash so I can buy my damn self something to eat." He yawns, then turns to the exit of the dojo. "Also, it's rude to not offer your sparring partner something to eat after a match. How else are you supposed to make friends?"

Abra grins, feeling how tense Rinpo was. It didn't surprise him. Abra was a dangerous person. He could have killed Rinpo whenever he wanted to that entire match. "So, you coming or what? I'm not gonna stand around all day with a rumbling belly ya know."