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As soon as the meeting was over and they were dismissed Sara was out, out, out! Her anxiety and momentum carried her all the way to the park near her home where she collapsed on a bench and struggled to remember how to breathe. War, Mikisuki had called it a war. Was it a war? Would Darius, who Sara had vague notions of being a soldier at one point and sent to war, be offended if she asked? Did she have the courage to ask? Did she even want to ask? Did it even really matter? Whether it mattered or not, Sara was a part of it now. That was what she had agreed to when Hayasegawa had saved her life. Whether she knew it or not. Not for the first time, she wondered if she made the right choice, both the first one and the second. Too late now, she supposed, for regrets she couldn’t change.

Eventually, she finally leveled out her breathing, but not her mind, and returned home. Himari was in the kitchen, which made it easy to sneak past her and up the hall. Sneaking past the twins’ room was a little more challenging since they left the door open all the time. Still, even that was doable. It would worry her stepmother, it always did, but it wasn’t out of character, that Sara had gone straight up to her room without eating or saying anything. And Sara tried, she really did try, not to worry her stepmother, but it was so difficult and it was just easier not to worry about it. Sara felt horrible, but couldn’t seem to change.

Waiting away the hours until it was time to head out to battle was long. Sara tried to be productive, she really did, but when she sat down at her desk she just stared at the math homework. It was like she couldn’t engage. Maybe that was for the best. The modsoul who helped her with her body graded her papers, leaving red marks all over them, and then Sara had to redo them again. The modsoul would eventually get hungry and venture out to the kitchen to eat, which they seemed to enjoy doing. If they accidently ran into her family they would be unfailingly polite and maybe ease some of Himari’s worry. Sara had to admit that she had gotten lucky with the modsoul she had been assigned. At least they didn’t try and cause trouble.

Finally, the time came to go, which Sara had set a timer for, so she wouldn’t miss it, and Sara ate the modsoul candy and popped out of her body. She greeted the modsoul, they wished her good luck, and they both said their farewells. Sara left through the window. She headed to Sukuhana Park slowly. She didn’t feel like she was delaying, but maybe she was, just a little. She was keeping her thumb on the emergency notice button of her Soul Pager and the other on the hilt of her Zanpakutō as she slowly walked down the street, keeping her eyes on every nook, every cranny, every dark spot where a Hollow might hide. At this rate she was going to be very late and both Hayasegawa and Tatsuha, would be very mad at her. She couldn’t seem to speed up though. She didn’t want to be jumped most patrols nights, and especially not tonight.
Sara listened to Hayasegawa explanation and reason why she had gathered everyone together. It made sense. Sara wouldn’t have wanted to tell this new multiple times, and now Hayasegawa and Tatsuha could make sure that their recruits didn’t play a game of telephone, making something already bad worse. Then there was the question and answer portion of the meeting and Sara had to admit that that was a good idea, and that the questions, for the most part, were excellent. Tony’s question about what Hueco Mundo was, was a good question that Sara wanted an answer too. Darius question about Hollows being basically animals was also a good question and raised other concerns about what else Hayasegawa and Tatsuha had bent the truth about. Mikazuki’s question was good, but Sara didn’t think a history lesson would solve the problem right now. Bakuto apparently agreed because he was already trying to leave. Sara had a question of her own, but she wasn’t going to ask it out loud. She wasn’t that stupid.

What the hell did Hayasegawa and Tatsuha think a bunch of brand-new Substitute Shinigami were going to do about this so call Hollow Warlord?

Sara herself knew that She could barely swing a sword. After Mikazuki had healed her concussion, which had taken longer than it would have if Hayasegawa had done it, much longer, but Sara was more than willing to be Mikazuki’s practice dummy, Tatsuha had lectured her about ways to improve, and while Sara honestly had tried to pay attention, she couldn’t remember all of it, and she hated herself felt bad about that. She was barely any good at fighting regular Hollows. Up until this point her general strategy was to just distract them until someone who liked fighting and was good at it came to finish the job. Somehow, she didn’t think that a Hollow Warlord, whatever that meant, would be so kind as to not kill her until some like Bakuto showed up.

THoughout the meeting Sara had been hunching her shoulders and slouching in her chair, desperately trying to make herself seem smaller and smaller. She wasn’t a fool enough to think that meant she could get out of the meeting in the park tonight, but hopefully the boys would distract Hayasegawa and Tatsuha enough that she wouldn’t be given any real work. Maybe she could just shadow Darius or Bakuto for an hour or two. Maybe … maybe … maybe. Ah, hell, who was she kidding. Not for the first time Sara realized that by taking Hayasegawa offer she hadn’t changed anything. She had just delayed her death. The space just above her knees, and the secrets they carried, burned. Suddenly, the room seemed too small, and like Bakuto, Sara wanted out, out, out!

What the hell did Hayasegawa and Tatsuha think Sara was going to do about this so call Hollow Warlord?
Sara saw Hayasegawa show up as she was watching the spars. She shrank down on herself trying to hide, pointlessly, she knew. But that didn’t stop her from trying. She had no idea why the Shinigami took an interest in her, and it wasn’t like Sara disliked Hayasegawa. She actually thought Hayasegawa was super pretty and elegant, but for some reason she was significantly less cool with Sara. Sara had no idea what to do with that. She just wanted to fade into the background. How was that so hard.

She did nod in response to the elegant woman’s greeting, "Hello Hayasegawa-san. Yes, I’ve been alright. It’s good to see you too."

(Start of collaboration with @McNephelim Thank you so much!)

Sara started as Tony asked her for a spar. She couldn't think of a reason to say no, and she did need to practice, so she tucked her phone away.

Standing she nodded, "I suppose." She left her body and nervously held her blade, unsure if she was holding it correctly, "Do you mind making the first move?"

Tony must have agreed to taking the first move because he lunged at her with a downward slash, apparently deliberately slow so, Sara easily saw the blow coming and instinctively fell backwards into a smooth back flip. She had just enough sense to land on the hand not holding her Zanpakutō. Coming up, and without really thinking about aiming she fired off, "Bakudo Hainawa." She didn't expect the glowing rope of yellow Reshi to do much to bind Tony. He did have more Reiryoku than her after all.

Sara finally managed to get to a point where she could look around, and paused in shock. She had actually got him! With out even hesitating she fired off, "Hado Shakkahō!" this time making sure to aim properly. Was that the smartest move? No, not really it wasn't like she had much Reiryoku after all. She watched as Tony finally managed to get loose of the Hainawa and raise his blade up to block the blow. Maybe her spell would be just a touch faster.

Nope, that wasn't good. Sara hit Tony straight on, but the older boy managed to be faster and block it with his sword. This caused the blast to veer off path. Knowing she couldn't afford to send blast after blast of Kido off, she decided to try some she had seen in one of the videos she had watched. Sara took the hilt of her Zanpakutō in both hands and rushed at Tony. When she was almost there, she used a touch of Hoho to leap just high enough into the air to land on top of him. Sara didn't think she was doing the move right, but also knew she would never get it right of she didn't practice. She wasn’t surprised by Tony managing to block the blow.

Tony was the better swordman. Sara knew this. So, why had she thought it was a good idea to attack him head on? Something about practice. Right. That was still difficult to think about as she clumsily landed on her feet and immediately had to dodge a flurry of Tony’s attacks with his Zanpakutō. She dodged most of them but missed one and it went sliding past her side. Sara wasn't sure how injured she was, but she felt the pain radiating from the point of contact as she let out a hiss. Instinctively, she reached for the skill she was still working on perfecting, the one called Graceful Slide. With that she managed to put some distance between her and her opponent. She hadn't really wanted this fight in the first place but had wanted to claim she was being social. One hand came off the hilt to hold her aching side. The other held the blade in a diagonal slash across her chest. Sara eyed Tony warily, waiting for his next blow. She wouldn't yield quite yet, but damn she hurt.

Tony had paused, falling into a defensive stance, “ Y'know I can stop if you're hurt,” It sounded like there was uncharacteristic concern in his voice, “I don't really want to damage you so much, I wanted to spar with someone, not hurt them."

Sara risked a glance at her hand while Tony talked about ending the fight. There was no blood, so she was probably just bruised. She gritted her teeth as she took hold of her Zanpakutō with both hands again. She didn't want to lose, she realized, she might not want to win, but she certainly didn't want to just let Tony win. If he was going to win, then she wanted to make him work for it. She was going to make him work for it. But what to do? She wasn't betting him with Zanjutsu, and she didn't have the energy to just dart around the playing field with Hoho flinging Kido at him. Actually, maybe if she got smart. With a plan in mind she moved as quick as she could, not giving herself time to second guess or Tony time to react she jumped into another Graceful Glide. Halfway through she dropped her Zanpakutō. Keeping her eyes on Tony she fired off another “Bakudo Hainawa." This time she made sure to do her best to catch him. She was hoping to circle around him using Graceful Slide, looping the Kido spell around him. If that worked the next time, she passed her Zanpaktuo she would grab it and rush him. This series of techniques would exhaust her, so she wouldn't be able to keep going for too long after that. But she wasn't letting Tony off easy. That was for sure.

She got him! She even got a few loops of Hainawa around him! Sara honestly hadn't expected that. She quickly moved to grab her Zanpaktuo. Too bad she wasn't entirely sure what she was doing and had next to no practice scooping swords off the ground in the middle of the fight. She fumbled getting a grip, failed, and couldn't recover. She was still in a direct line with Tony and couldn't change course. She went toppling into him, knocking them both to the ground. At one point Sara hit her head and let out a yelp. With her concentration broken, her Kido failed. Sara hissed as she slowly sat up, fight forgotten. She hurt all over and she gingerly touched where she hit her head. She spoke softly, probably in shock, "Oh, that's not good." She was bleeding and had like nine fingers, or maybe it was eight. So, she was seeing some type of double which meant a concussion, at the least. Slowly she evaluated the rest of how she felt. Her side hurt even worse. Her shoulder had probably made contact with the ground because now that hurt. She felt like one big bruise and was fighting to keep her eyes open. Suddenly she remembered the fight and tried to use Graceful Slide to get some distance. She must have miscalculated something because she went crashing into a wall. Yeah, she was done. She hurt too much to keep going. She was just going to sit here for a while and try not to fall asleep with a concussion.

She did look up as she heard Tony come over, “Sorry... I'm a idiot...

He looked guilty, which was stupid because she had agreed to the spar, and she told him so, “Don’t be stupid. I agreed to the fight. I’m the one that didn’t calculate my last move right. This isn’t your fault." She sighed, “But if you feel like you have to do something, can you find my Zanpakutō. I may not know how to use it right, but I still feel uneasy without it."
@Sho Minazuki

I have made my fair share of Bleach OCs. I'm ws just thinking since Sara’s first language is English the spirt that lives inside her brain would be along those lines. Japanese is fine. I just had to know for sure.
@Sho Minazuki

Do the names have to be in Japanese?
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Sara knew she had decided to go home. She had homework to do, chores to finish, naps to take. Yet somehow, she found herself wandering around town, window shopping for some strange reason. Sara didn’t window shop much, but she guessed she didn’t really want to go home where her stepmother was worrying about her. It wasn’t like the woman was a bad person. Sara had no problem with her. Honestly, the woman, Himari, was a saint. She had graciously accepted the child of her husband’s one night stand with surprising ease. It probably helped that Sara was older than the relationship. Honestly the whole Tachibana family was welcoming, including her father, Kenji, and the twins, Shoto and Dai, her thirteen-year-old half-brothers who were menaces, but honestly their antics put a smile on Sara’s face almost 90 percent of the time.

They were all nice and the moment they found out about her mom dying and that she had no family in the states, they made room for her in their lives. Her father had flown over to help her figure out the legal stuff. The twins had moved into the same room without even having to be asked, so she would have her own space. Her stepmother had immediately started enrolling her in the same prestigious international school the twins were a part of and found her a gymnastics gym. Her last name may have been Nicholson, but the Tachibanas were certain she was part of the family. They had even built a little shrine for her mom. And that was the problem. Sara didn’t want nice; she wanted to be left alone.

Which might be why she found herself inadvertently heading towards the mechanic’s shop. Before she even turned the corner properly, she could hear yelling. Excellent, maybe, probably, hopefully. With any luck Tatsuha would be distracted by the yelling and she could just slip in unnoticed and hide in a corner for a little bit. That way she could be ignored, but when she went home, eventually, she could tell Hiimari (As her stepmother insisted Sara call her) honestly that she had spent some time with friends. It even seemed like the whole gang was here. Tony was the one getting yelled at by Tatsuha. Darius and Mikazuki were jogging up. She thought Mitsuaki should be at work, but apparently not. Bakuto was here as a Shinigami. Was there a Hollow? Sara hadn’t got an alert, and she did try to do her part. No one seemed worried. Well, Tasuha was ticked, but not at her and that was good enough for Sara.

She was just in time to slip inside behind the others. No doubt Tasuha knew she was there, but she hadn’t drawn any attention to herself and was planning to make herself mildly useful. It was easy enough to put her bag down in an out of way spot and then start taking water to the other few normal human mechanics and listen why they explained something or other that went completely over her head. It took skill and knowledge to know how to fix a car. Sara would admit that she was very impressed by all of the mechanics’ abilities. Once it was clear that she would only be getting in the way she retreated by her stuff and pulled out her phone to watch more sword fighting videos. She was lucky she knew which end to hold. Now, that her life, and the lives of others depended on her skill in that area, she spent way more time watching sword videos online then she ever though she would.

@Sho Minazuki
@Sho Minazuki

Yes, I asked this question in the discord too. No, I'm not sure when it's appropriate to use discord versus the OoC. Thank you for you patience while I figure it out.

Can I name Sara's father, stepmother, and two half brothers?
@Letter Bee

Hello! I hate to be a bother but were Darius and Mikazuki headed to the flower shop or the mechanic shop. I need to nudge Sara to people and was trying to figure out if there was on group all at the mechanic shop or two. One at the flower shop and one at the mechanic shop.
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