Training Grounds

Here is where the 11th squad members enjoy beating the sanity out of each other! Have fun, but please do not kill your fellow members, as we need those for wars and such. No GM, No flaming or cussing, and please follow the rules of RP.

fleek walked into the training room and looked around. as he did so he said "captain are you here. i was wondering if you could helo me with my flash step and maybe some hados

Keitaro had been asleep, sitting against a pillar. When he awoke, he woke up to a voice. Keitaro stood up, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Hello?" He yawned out, and noticed Fleek.

"Oh, hi there Fleek." He said, smiling half-heartedly. Keitaro walked over to his vice, and patted him on the shoulder.

"What do you need help with again?" He asked, still sounding a bit drowsy. Keitaro was unsteady on his feet at the moment, but would become more agile once he got himself moving once more.

fleek grabed his shoulder after the pat and thought to himself "i guess he doesnt know his own strength" but fleek was ok with the pain while he did this he said "well i needed a little help mastering my flash step and maybe i was thinking you could help me with some hados"
he said this with a small and hopefull smile

Keitaro looked back at Fleek with a questioning smile.

"You must be mitaken. There isn't anything else I can teach you. I stink at Hado to begin with, and don't know the first thing about teaching flash step. I just trained, and eventually noticed that when I ran, I teleported." He laughed, scratching the back of his head.

"Sorry. We can spar, but that's about it." He said while shrugging, and looking around the yard.

"This place is still so empty..." He said solemnly, although his smile stayed bright as ever.

"well im good with a spar" fleek said witha question burning in hismind. eventually it hurt so bad he came ou with it. "could you teach me how to use my bankai or find someone who maybe could!" fleek said at lightning speed