become what have I [hinaai]

"Who the-"

Obvious surprise splashed over his features as he's at himself up, he took her into view- into account even, memory banks trying to locate a name.. Or something like that. Who was she? Why was she here, and why had she come of him? Eyes on her haori and entire look about her, he came to realize that she was indeed a member of captaincy, and perhaps someone whom he should know by reputation. If so, why did she sit so casually next to him? If she was a captain, then why did she act like they were friends just resting after taking a daily stroll? She was here to test him, even? Test him in what, his literacy? Because he wasn't born a Nobel he'd have to be tested to see if he could get the position? A slight sigh escaping from between his lips, he nodded in response, taking the cigarette into hold.

Had to say, it was his first time. Spending time with a higher up aside from the old guy, at least. Inhaling a few puffs and blowing out all the same before coughing heavily and handing it on back, he stared at her, wiping away tears. "So? What's a pretty, smart, talented lady like you doing talking to an unseated, inexperienced, young and trashy guy like me? And what to you mean by test? I'm turning down the recommendation anyways- too many guys don't even like me." At least he was speaking the truth.

"He used to tell me the same thing. Grow up, I mean. He used to tell me i'd make a great officer. He was wrong, though."

While he'd found her little display with the zanpaktou appearance to be slightly entertaining, he had to admit that it did little to console him. Rather, sitting there with a bland a look as any on his features, he didn't express any sort of emotion that would let anyone know he was frightened. Frightened? Of what? Of whom? Such a concept lost within the recesses of his mind, he couldn't quite put his finger on it entirely. Still however, he stood himself upon soles, eyes narrowed as he spared a glance at the Nanataichou. By test did she mean a fight? Was he meant to hurt someone else merely for the sake of hurting- just to prove himself? Fine.

"Going all out.. is too much effort."

Astounding it was to find such a dense and extreme wave of spiritual pressure in an unseated officer- unexpected, even. Unrestrained and pushing down heavily against the grass he'd previously laid himself upon, he reached his right hand down to take hold of his zanpaktou, pulling it away from earth. Excalibur in real life, even. Or rather... death. "Ante up, young gal." Reverse grip.

Assuming no stance as he walked himself forward towards her, he allowed his blade to scratch against the grass, eyes directly on her form. Watching- waiting for the slightest hint of movement. Prepared to react and respond accordingly with much more force and skill than her female body could muster. But he didn't wait. Rather, grip tightening upon zanpaktou as he swung upwards, he aimed to meet kissaki with her left hip and up.

The intent to kill.

Her blade reeking of the scent of it from years upon years of battle, Seijirou himself knew this well enough. While others thought themselves to have enough experience after a single encounter, he knew it took hundreds upon thousands of battles in themselves to even begin to understand what it meant to truly utilize the blade. Thus, as he stood there with his blade parried, he narrowed his gaze at her, grip upon hilt shifting ever so lightly as he stood with slightly more noticeable grace. Information passed by quickly. Before, it had only been Jakuchu-taichō whom had known, but now... ? No point in wasting time in the least.

"Ban...kai," he uttered.

Form washing itself over with silver reiatsu- explosion sounding off as all within the area found themselves weighed down with his conviction and raw spiritual force and energy, he pointed his blade directly at her in response, armor linking itself together as he assumed Chūdan-no-kamae. No extra movements made. Rather, he merely kept his eyes upon her, Ki unrestrained and pouring from his body, igniting his soul in its glow. He would've been able to handle her with his bladework even without this... but, he gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she'd be able to last more than five seconds, at least.