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Sat Jul 28, 2018 7:21 pm
Finally, Ryuzawa felt the pressure lifting a little. No longer did he feel as if his lungs were being squeezed inside his chest, and he drew a deep, steadying breath that seemed to fill his body with fresh energy. He took a few seconds more to collect himself, then tried once again to push to his feet, or at least meet the Captain's gaze from somewhere other than sprawled out on the floor. He watched as she raised her hands, lifted one of his own to shield his eyes against the sudden glaring light. He stared in wonder at the spheres of radiant spiritual energy that coalesced in her grasp, and listened attentively.
Inch by inch, step by shuffling step, he climbed his way off the floor, and at last struggled to his feet. At this alone, he allowed himself a weak, proud smile. Standing as straight as he could manage, he eyed the two spheres of energy, one after the other. For each of them, Ibiki made a statement - an ultimatum to see what sort of decision Ryuzawa would make about where he wished for this encounter to go from here.
"There are a lot of great people for me to look up to, huh? Examples of what it means to do the duties of a Shinigami. I... think I'd like to make myself into someone that others in the same position can look up to as well. I've gone out of my way to seek out people who can help me better myself - it's only right that I should want to return the favour when I'm in a position to teach the next generation as well!"
Gone from his voice was the strain of fighting back against Ibiki's overpowering reiatsu, replaced by gutsy certainty. With one more effort, he raised his right hand, and closed it over the sphere of gleaming orange energy. His choice was made.
Wed Aug 29, 2018 8:17 am