Log; [ONGOING]

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When; Dec. 4th ie, not a curse day
Rating; PG->R/A/18+ for violence and swearing and general uncouthness
Characters; Kurogane black_ginryuu & Grimmjow Jaggerjack 6thsword
Summary; You might want to clear a little out of the way for this one, kids. And cover your innocent little ears.
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The thrill of the battle kept Kurogane's posture sure and his hand on the pummel of his sword. He had spent a good few hours this morning just meditating and cleaning the metal, polishing the hand-guard, rewrapping the grip, sharpening the edge. It wasn't that he expected this duel to be that much harder than any other - that would be self-defeatist. No, he merely had respect for his opponent and a certain excitement that came with a challenge.

He turned into the breeze and it blew back the small bangs out of his face. His cloak bellowed out behind him as he stood on the roof of a building like an extra-large gargoyle.

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Unlike Kurogane, Grimmjow had hardly prepared for the match. He'd loitered about the square watching the humans run around until the designated time, then sped to the source of what little reiatsu Kurogane possessed. He spotted the swordsman atop a building and fell to the roof with ease, landing lightly on his feet.

"Yo," the arrancar greeted with a sneer, slouched, hands in pockets. "You ready, human?"

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"Always," Kurogane replied with a toothy grin, his desire to let loose veiled only under a thin veneer of control. He had sensed his opponant's aura of strength before he even arrived, pulsing wildly out of control. Clearly this was yet another person who lived by the blade without having had any of its spiritual training.

But, he wasn't complaining. A fight was a fight, and when you really got down to it, nothing but blood and strength mattered.

"Let's go."

Unsheathing Souhi in one smooth movement, he threw back the cloak that fell over one shoulder and let loose.

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Grimmjow could taste the adrenaline in the air. His sneer turned quickly into a maniacal grin, but even as Kurogane drew his sword, the arrancar kept his hands in his pockets. This time he would let his opponent strike first, just to throw him off guard. Just to show him exactly who would win.

"Listen, human, you better prepare yourself," Grimmjow hollered cockily, "'cause even if I hold back you won't be able to touch me."

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Kurogane only grinned in reply. Talk may be part of some people's strategies, but he preferred to fight silently.

Launching himself forward, it was only a few quick steps before he was drawing his sword upward for a clean chest blow. No point in pulling out all the stops yet, but he wasn't one to argue with an opponent asking to be hit.

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The insane grin never left the arrancar's face, even as the sword came straight at him. Then, suddenly, Grimmjow's hand shot out and grabbed the katana's blunt side, stopping the attack dead. Using that one hand, he shoved Kurogane away, enforcing the action with his reiatsu to push the man a good fifteen feet away.

"Try again," Grimmjow sneered.

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Kurogane let out a grunt as he felt the almost-visible force push him back out of the way. This man was supposed to be on par with the other shinigami, but that didn't mean that Kurogane couldn't beat him. Beating "death" would be something to brag about when he got home.

Ignoring Grimmjow's taunts, he adjusted his stance and cast his strength into a strike at the air.

"Hama Ryuuoujin!"

Spirals of wind from the dragon technique sliced through the air; even a shinigami would find it difficult to avoid.