Blossom, once fallen, Cannot return to the branch.

      “KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI!!!” She rapidly turns to the other with a smile. “Like this, more or less, right?”

"Yes, like that!" She half smiles back, with a nod that is clearly of simple approval.

      Ibuki leans back with a very pleased expression. “It doesn’t sound different from those fights Ibuki saw on TV where people growled and screamed the opponent’s name while clashing their swords!” She grips the weapon firmly. “Yelling reinforces your soul and lets out all the negativity. It also has the power of stunning the opponents who have a weaker resolve! It works that way for you, yes?”

"... Uhm, it shouldn't be." Her frown returns in full force. "I mean, if they're fighting properly, you have to yell to score points in kendo. Uhm, it's just a good thing to do when it isn't a sport like that." She nods yet again. "Yes, it's like that. Kind of. I don't usually yell when actually fighting, much, because I move too fast for them to hear before getting slashed anyway. But, when practising, it really makes you feel more powerful! Like stamping on the ground whilst following through a cut!"

      “Okay, Ibuki’ll take this.” A little more resolute after examining it for a few moments, the musician sets the weapon on her lap. “She’ll find gaps in her schedule and come here to train a bit! Using this thing indoors isn’t too advisable, especially if there are valuable things in the room!” She giggles to herself at the thought of the mess she’d make if she weren’t mindful of her surroundings.

"Hm. Since I'm certain I can get another, that could help, too..." She puts a hand to her chin, staring down at the pavement. "... Ah! It's very important, though, that when you strike, you yell as well!" And she's looking up again, with a serious expression. "When in training , a Kiai shout can help psyche you up, and make the strike even stronger!" That's simply earnest passion for swordsmanship, but she's nearly shouting due to it.

      “That makes sense, huh,” she hums, rubbing a finger over her cheek. The strength in her arms isn’t lacking, though she’d rather preserve them not to have them hurt when she plays her guitar. Hearing about how a wooden weapon apparently killed a man sends a few shivers, but regardless, it sounds amazing. “Nice one. Then we should look for it before starting anything, shouldn’t we?”

"Of course it does. That's an idea handed down by generations of swordsmen!" She sounds really, really proud to be able to say that, being one of the only swordspersons who use that in the moden era, instead of just using wooden weapons all the time. She takes the weapon on her back off her back, holding the wooden sheath just next to the hand guard, offering the handle to Ibuki. "You can try using this one. I don't like it much, but it's fairly heavy and wooden. Longer than most katana, too, though it's the same length as my weapon." Hers is effectively a nodachi; a field sword.

"And isn’t that a spirit right there?"

"Ah, that's my phantom half. Uhm... I'm half phantom, so it's part of me." She knows that she explained it badly. "However, it is a spirit. I couldn't kill it, since it's part of me. And I then wouldn't be able to use my other weapon, even if I did survive."

      “Kendo… well, that could be an option.” She rubs her chin slowly. “As long as Ibuki can defend herself, anything’s fine to start off. Unless you smash a wall with the wooden sword and break it, just swinging it around should be more than good enough.”

"Okay. A real bokken, made from hardwood, would be superior to a kendo shinai. Because of their weight, they can also work as self defence weapons. A swordsman apparently killed another using one carved from an oar." She forgot the names, but that's probably enough, isn't it?