Art of the Blade [Open]

Standing in the middle of an ankle deep pond was a young man of noble appearance. He was dressed in black hakama pants that had become drenched around the bottoms. Over his torso he wore a black kimono style top with elongated sleeves reaching three inches past his knuckles. The material around the end of the sleeves was white. He wore a pair of white tekkou around his hands reaching up past his wrists by five inches. He wore a black Haori over his shoulders the sleeves hanging loosely by his side, having not fed his arms through them. Around his waist was a dark purple Kaku obi sash. In his left hand was a sword scabbard sixty two centimetres in length black with a white cherry blossom design and a red ribbon tied at the top flowing down half way. In his right hand was a katana over all things ninety centimetres in length. The blade of the katana was sixty centimetres while the tsuka or handle was black and thirty centimetres in length. The guard was an oval shape with cherry blossoms engraved around its edge. Uniquely enough the blade was blunt not having a sharp edge at all.

Off to the side laying at the edge of the pond with a bored expression was an Absol of all pokemon watching its trainer standing in the middle of the pond going through a set of kata. Yami sheathed the katana with a small click and fell into a Battojutsu stance spreading his legs and his right side out. He had the sword sheathed upside down with the previous sharpened edge facing upwards. He placed his hand on the tsuka and moved forth. In a single swift movement he drew the blade the metal carving through the air as the water moved around his form rising up with his movements. The blade he slashed out to the side extending it to its full length, using it as if it was an extension of his body. He flicked his wrist before sheathing the blade once more. 

The katana had been gifted to him before he left, a gift to him by his grand father. His family was very traditional and even if his grand parents didn't accept his desire to become a pokemon trainer they had passed the families blade down towards him. The katana had long since had its sharp edge removed no longer turning it into a deadly blade, of course it could still be used as a blunt weapon if needed.