Try-Out: Xion Menboku; Xion [APPROVED]

[Ravilin]

• Try-out Role-Player: Xion
  
• Try-out Character's Name: Xion Menboku
  
• Try-out Character's Race: Shinigami

[Xion]

The tranquil concordance held within the icy grasp of the night air and the darkness there in was finally broke as the beams of the morning sun stretched forth across the horizon. A vibrant display of reds,oranges and brilliant crimson illuminated the otherwise docile white hues comprising the facilities of the Shinigami. The land of the approved dead known as "soul society" was indeed a strange land with it's rigid social system and benevolent caste of the haves and have nots. Each world both together and separate at the same time; a giant wall of reverence constructed as a minder to the peoples of Rukongai the sheer existence of that difference. The morning air was thin and crisp as the Captain known as Xion Menboku took his usual position at the steps leading towards the squad's chambers. He looked out for a moment as several members of the squad made their way to the vast jasmine and mint field stretched out before the captain.

" Welcome to the Reiryoku class..." He cleared his throat for a moment before wafting is right arm down, thereby allowing his right leg to slide out in the same direction underneath. His stance was similar to that of a Chinese Mantis attacking stance often seen in nature. It was both graceful and powerful, so much so that the others as if in a lemming like fashion followed his movements. " You will not be here long yet you will come leaps and bounds in your command of your reiatsu as the classes go on and your understanding improves." The collective before the Captain rang out in unison like a giant gong, " Yes sir!" The captain looked up smiling at the group as he shifted his weight on to his left foot, allowing his right knee to rise slightly into the air; his right and left arms blasting into the air from their former positions like the finishing blow of the Chinese Mantis.

"Excellent, lets begin....as you all know I was once married..." without warning he vanished from before the group. The dust rocking back from his sudden acceleration. A moment later the captain appeared before two of the participants, his arms coming up to swiftly strike the two into the air. As his palms made contact and the two lifted into the air, Xion simply opened his palms for an instant; grasping the two by their haori then bringing them back down to the ground softly. The movement was not only fast but powerful enough to lift two adults off the ground. Upon hitting the ground once further, the two Shinigami hung awestruck at the events that transpired within mere moments. " What the hell just happened...." One of the awe struck Shinigami blared out as the captain vanished yet again, then reappearing several feet away from a new lemming. " My wife once bestowed upon me the same lesson you are learning now....remission...''

Xion threw his fist up towards the face of the young man he appeared before moments ago. The young man simply closed his eyes as the fist came in, clenching his teeth so tightly blood had begun to seep from the gaps in between his teeth along the gum line. Several seconds would pass before the boy finally opened his eyes to see the captain was then back at the front of the class. The boy's mouth lay strewn in shock. " When did you..." Before the boy could finish his words the captain already had his index finger along the boy's lips. " When did I stop my strike and appear before the class?..." The captain simply smiled for another moment before he looked upon the boy's horrified face. His grimace twisted into a face of fear; the same fear felt when a warrior clashes with another who is superior in all definable sense of the word. " The answer is simple....while you were still within your father's testicles..."

More dust was knocked back as the boy fell to the ground. The thud simply masking the sound of the captain entering and then exit Shyunpo moments later. only after exiting did he then make his presence visually and audibly clear before the collective once again. " You have all learned the first lesson....remission...if one is able to control the output of their Reiatsu they can control the speed of their Shyunpo as well as control the clarity or density of their Reiatsu.....this in turn allows one to strike without telegraphing any of your movements....practice this lesson well and next week you will be expected to do the same thing...Dismissed!" The captain turned away from the group as we walked back towards the sterile white quarters of chambers.

" Lets see how long it takes them to master this simple skill...." Reaching into his robes he pulled forth a small box and withdrew a slender white cancer stick from it's contents. A moment later the stick was ignited allowing the captain to take a long and deep breathe, breathing in the addicting contents. The captain looked up along the wall to see his wife's favorite kimono framed and placed along the wall. The sweet nostalgic feelings adding to the vastly contrasting feelings of the nicotine race from his lungs into his bloodstream. " No worries honey...I won't let what happened to you happen to anyone else...?" The captain smiled lightly as tears ran down the sides of his cheeks. " Your death will not be in vain my love...I promise!"

[Ravilin]

Charles had heard of the 10th Division's Captain all too much. A renowned martial artist and master of Zanjutsu. A being rivaled by the Captain Commander himself. Yet, strangely, this same monster of a man had been rumored to posses a more...sentimental side. There were rumors of his inconspicuous weeping. Weeping of the long lost past, of his long lost wife.

And that hearsay was proven accurate as Charles, a 5th Division member, walked through the halls of the 10th Division towards the Captain's Office. He had been sent her by his Captain to collect some paperwork on an incident from last week of an attempt attack on Seireitei. And everyone knew who'd show up to defend this wonderful military.

As Charles nears the source of sobbing, his light blue eyes are met with the remarkable figure of the 10th Division Captain. A man of men. Well built, tall and handsome. Heck, Charles was 6' and 180 lbs and he felt dwarfed in the presence of this renowned being. His blonde, medium length curly hair bounched as he walked up to the Captain.

With both hands behind his back and then bowing, Charles mutters "Good morning, Menboku-taichou. I am here on behalf of the 5th Division Captain."

[Xion]

Engrossed in his sobbing, he did not feel, hear, or see the presence of the 5th squad member who made his way to the 10th squad chambers. It was not until the boy was close enough to recognize the captain's form that he noticed his presence. In a hurried notion, Xion wiped his face of the tears along his cheeks in the hopes that the boy did not see his intense sobbing. It was not that Xion was ashamed of his crying but rather that he knew dragging someone else down into his emotional abyss would not bring back his wife nor would it bring him about any joy. After several moments and a few pats, taps, and adjustments of his captains hoari, Xion turned to look down at the boy. The boy was gorgeous with flowing blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes; Xion just smiled down at the boy as a different head started to wonder about the possibilities.

" Morning..." The captain said as he locked his hands behind his back, then bowing in a similar fashion back at the boy. Xion allowed his brown locks to fall forward, Several of the locks slapping his chest and shoulders as he did so. " I assume your captain has sent you for paperwork from the last attack? " The sly captain looked up arching his left eyebrow at the boy. His eyes glazing over his body as if the captain mystically had "see-thru clothes" vision. From the boy's face to his chest straight down to his obi; the captain liked what he saw and was intent on letting the boy know through his non-verbal communicative actions. Xion turned making his way over to the desk at the corner of the room. The desk seemed to be several inches under his wife's old obi and not wanting to feel a sense of discontent from his current thought processes, Xion quickly opened one of the many drawers withdrawing a small stack of paperwork, being sure to not look up at the kimono as he did so.

" Tell your captain to come herself next time. We haven't had tea in a long time...do you like tea?" The Captain's words had a slightly flirtatious under tone to them. As he walked back over to the boy, his steps mirrored something similar to that of a saunter. His hips lightly switched back and forth as he came in towards the boy. The captain smiling down at him as he held forth the small stack of papers; close enough that the boy could reach for them, yet far enough that the boy would have to come in closer to get any sort of a decent grasp on them.

[Ravilin]

Administrative Section

• Try-out Role-Player: Xion
  
• Try-out Character's Name: Xion Menboku
  
• Try-out Character's Race: Shinigami

Try-out Profile Evaluation Section - Sub-Total: 27/36

• General -Total: 11/12
  
• Thoroughness - 3/4
  
• Organization - 4/4
  
• Cleanliness - 4/4
  
  
• Character - Total: 8/12
  
• Originality and creativity - 4/6
  
• Character depth - 4/6
  
  
• Zanpakuto - Total: 8/12
  
• Originality and creativity - 4/6
  
• Zanpakuto depth - 4/6

Try-out Post Evaluation Section - Sub-Total: 36/64

• Creativity - Total: 9/18
  
• Setting - 2/6
  
• Action scene - 3/6
  
• Character reaction - 4/6
  
  
• Grammar and Sentence Structure - Total: 9/16
  
• Punctuation - 3/4
  
• Sentence structure - 2/4
  
• Readability - 4/8
  
  
• Storytelling Ability - Total: 2/4
  
  
• Flow and Overall Structure - Total: 6/8
  
• Post flow - 2/4
  
• Post organization - 4/4
  
  
• General Detail - Total: 10/18
  
• Setting detail - 2/6
  
• Character action detail - 4/6
  
• Character interaction detail and integrity - 4/6

Total Initial Awarded P: 8,000P

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