Working On The Basics [Jin]

Stumbling along the street is a man in rough shape. Garbed in a loose white gray-striped shirt and warm black pants. In his callused hand is a steel flask that Jin occasionally pulls the topper off and take a sip out of it. The mere air around him smells like alcohol and that flask is concentrated with it. Yet the truth is that Jin for once actually put water in the flask to help with his hangover. Or rather, the hangover was honestly just waking up to morning and the fact the train horn gave him a start.

The people who were doing their morning jogs along the local river of Karakura often avoided confrontation from him. When he looked up with his hazel eyes; the folk would immediately cast their eyes away and shy to the side. His brown mane braided to keep out of his eyes, Jin paid them no mind. A couple shot glares that expressed their disgust towards Jin, and he would just give them a fake smile as he waved them off. Of course they had the nerve to be offended by his gesture, but judging how they’re richly dressed and the fact there’s not a single wrinkle in their clothes and their hair still with the thick amount of gel. They most likely view him as a mere peasant that just dismissed a noble couple.

Something caught his attention, or rather Jin took the time to gaze at the Karasu River since it normally has this odd light mist around it in the morning. Gives the area a mystic beauty in a sense. However, there was something else that caught his attention as there was a brief disturbance in the wind pattern. Specifically a small section of the mist pushed forward near the riverside. Narrowing his eyes to focus on that area, he spots a figure in grey attire that seemed to be doing some stretches. Jin comes to a stop as he watched for a bit longer and simply observed from a distance.

Somewhere, deep inside of his mind, Jin felt the spark of fire ignite as his heart started to beat strongly. Jin swears he’s not a warmonger, but he can’t help it when he gets excited about fighting someone who can keep up with him or even proved to be stronger. It also brought him a piece of mind if push came to shove about dealing with those Howlers. At any rate, Jin more or less slide down the grassy slope and began walking towards the individual who seemed to be loosening up their muscles. Appears to be young too from the looks of it, but Jin knew better than to judge from that. “Ey kid, you do a bit of Taekwondo?” Jin asked while speaking in the japanese language. His voice sounded a bit calm and the words were slightly slurred a bit, but in the end his tone was quite warm and genuine.

"To be honest teaching yourself the style is more impressive than being taught by someone else. Mostly because the amount of trial and error is generally too much for a single person to take." Jin stated as he cast his eyes to the river for a moment. He remembered the last time he was here, and that time was about two months ago when he encountered a Howler. It ended with a lot of screaming from the beast as Jin caved in the mask with his fist. Yet nothing he seemed to be doing is truly harming them for they come back minutes later.

That's when he noticed the paper waving with the soft breeze and read the contents. "A spar eh? You know there's places where you can test yourself correct? Maybe even aim for money while you're at it." Jin stated as for a moment the slurred words rang clear, but then went back to the way it was. The alcohol reeked from him and he was clearly drunk even if only by a small amount. He takes out the flask and pops off the topper and takes a drink out of it as the cool water washes over his tongue. To anyone else though, it would seem like he's drinking more alcohol.

"You know what, i could use a bit of energy. Mind sparring with me for a while?" The drunk was actually being formal as he puts the lid on the flask again. Of course he slightly stumbled backwards a bit, but recovers as his feet were in the appropriate spots. The feet were in the position of a stance as he raises his left hand at waist level and extends his right arm forward. His eyes glance at her form to get a brief reading aside from what little he's seen of her so far.

If there was a shroud of guilt or really any form of restraint in his words it has sunk lower than Titanic because there is none to be seen. Jin shrugged his shoulders at her first statement. “To be honest, i was about your age when i started to fight. There’s a difference between fighting in tournaments and underground fighting. Tournaments are for medals and traditions to be upheld. Fighting in the undergrounds however, is a different story. Anyone can participate so long as you have the money. It can get dangerous i’ll admit, but you’ll be paid for your time regardless.” The drunkard spoke in his near raspy voice before he took another drink from the flask. When he placed the topper on the container and assumed his stance, there was a faint smirk on his lips.

“Yeah basically. My only warning is to avoid my fists. They hurt a lot when they hit you.” Jin tipped some advice to the teenager. After all she is young and as such she has a lot to learn. His muscles were relaxed to wipe away the unnecessary tension in his body. As some people might say, the first blow should be the last. Not that he follows that rule, but it does help remove the hassle of dealing weaker people.

Just like that, the power that was building up in his legs and hands, Jin practically flew across the field rapidly closing the gap towards Remi. The wind rippled on his clothes as invisible fingers combed through his brown hair. The condensed physical energy trailing behind him as Jin leapt towards Remi. When he was within range, Jin would attempt to deliver a hard sideways kick at her ribs. The blow alone will be almost breathtaking for the physical trauma would no doubt be intense, but then Remi would get knocked off her feet as she more or less slides 50 meters towards the mound of grass. Jin wanted to see her reflexes and how she moves. He wanted to see if she could counter this attack. Jin wants Remi to counter him or even evade him somehow. For it’ll show to him that she’s not going to directly take the hit and potentially become heavily damaged.

That was exactly what Jin wanted to see even though it was a nick Remi still evaded his attack. It was this point he realized that maybe he was too hasty and should've warned that any part of his body is quite dangerous. At least to the normal human's standards since he's proven from time to time again that even the hollow's mask cracks and breaks under his fist. Of course what he's been facing is considered nothing more than cannon fodder to the eyes of powerful entities. Regardless, the fact that she avoided nearly all of the damage from the kick was a sign that he wanted to see.

And that smile that curl on her lips. He recognized that smile anywhere as it was a smile worthy of warriors. Fighters who often smile at the face of death itself while charging at the approaching battalion. However his sight also catches the torn piece of cloth as well as a red line at her abdomen. Honestly Jin didn't mean to do that, but what's done is done.

Jin swiftly lands on both feet as he would step forward with an left elbow bash aiming for the shoulders. The fiber of his biceps and forearm gathering the power enough to deliver a strong blow. It would immediately be followed with another elbow bash at shoulder level from the right arm as his body twists with the force. As part of a karate participant manipulating the kinetic forces with combos of variety ways is important to drive a strong offensive strategy. In addition of utilizing the core of his body to dish out more power than normal. Once the right elbow completes its course whether it hits or not Jin would lunge forward to shoulder bash at Remi's torso area as an attempt to push her back. Simultaneously his left hand had formed a fist during the right elbow bash and will also hurl at Remi's abdomen to amplify the knockback effect as well as strike a focused blow.

The windmill technique he used before was a test to see how she would fare against fast speeding attacks from a distance. Now he's testing to see how she will handle this situation. Of course he knows the easy way to disrupt his combo, and he hopes that she takes it or at least does something similar. The simple way of evasion is to simply lower in crouching position, and for counter attacks applying to it a sweeping kick at his legs. Particularly behind the knee that would cause Jin to buckle and his balance would be off. Providing Remi a beautiful opportunity to strike a heavy blow at him. That is Jin's scenario playing in his mind, and one he hoped she'll at least take. For stepping back may get Remi out of his elbow range, but the lunge would easily close that small gap and then she'll have to deal with a shoulder bash in addition to the fist.