~Encounter~

::The sound of the leather boots hitting the marble floor of the training hall echoed throughout the hall. The red trenchcoat with a black leather shirt underneath was not hot in this room, but outside it would be. Inside is around 50-60 degrees Fahrenheit while the outside is closer to 70-80 Degrees. His white hair moved as he walked, and a bit was blown by the light breeze of the air conditioning.

As he approached his former enemy, Tsubine smirked. It was the first time he's seen her outside of battle, and she wasn't half-bad looking. If he wasn't engaged to Shinobu, and she wasn't wrapped around Kin's finger, he'd go after that piece of ass. But alas, both of the conditions above were true, and in fact, he preferred Shinobu's more rounded body. Hime...It meant princess, right? Well, to Tsubine it didn't matter, because he always has a nickname for the women in his life, whether they be acquaintances, family, or lovers, there was a nickname.

Like Yukiko, his former lieutenant in the Gotei 13 and his current LC in the Kokuryuteshi was called Yuki by Tsubine. Shinobu was called "Shining Ray", for the fact of how her eyes looked in early morning sun. Soi Fong was called "Babe" in front of people, but in private her name was...well, I'll keep that part out. Now he needed to think of one for Hime. He couldn't call her "Princess", for it was too cliche`. "Woman" was sexist, and Tsubine looked down on sexism. Eh, he'd just call her Hime.

Tsubine no longer carried Tsume Ude on his back waist. Instead he carried it over his shoulder, like Hitsugaya carried Hyourinmaru. However, instead of some fancy-schmancy sash, Tsubine had a leather strap made for him to carry the sword. The strap was a few feet long and a couple of inches wide. It had nothing on it except the gold clip he used to connect the two ends of it.::

"Heh, it's odd to see you and I training now, isn't it? I mean hell, a few weeks ago you and I were fighting tooth and nail. Either way, when the hell is this sparring match gonna start? Since I'm a gentleman, I'll let you deal the first blow."

::Tsubine's posture was that of not-caring. His shoulders were slouched down, though they were ready to move at any moment's notice. He was still a gentleman, even though this was his fight and his request to spar. Tsubine looked around him. The walls were dark grey with an occasional stone support beam, reminiscent of old gothic cathedrals. The lights were artificial candles, with a high-end lightbulb in the shape of a teardrop. The ceiling was at least 200-300 feet in the air above them, and the floor was a beautiful white marble with an occasional black or grey speck. The walls themselves were made of Sekiseki stone painted dark grey. There were two doors leading into the room they were in, each one about 15 feet tall and wooden with golden handles. There was a gap in the curved ceiling above the room which held a yellow-colored glass dome that let the most light into the room. If you were in the center of the room, you'd notice that the walls on the right and left sides were twice as long as the ones with the doors on them. The right and left walls were about 150 feet away from the center, and they were approximately 800-850 feet long. It wasn't a small room by no means.::