Rolling thunder, Bright Asylum [JT, R - Tima, Keira]

[Arantima Kawada]

[230 SP Anything remaining to CTP]

Arantima Blows a kiss to the Black butterfly as it heads back into the Senkaimon as he always does. He never explains this gesture even when asked, as he never had or knew anyone closely enough to feel like they should know. He looks around and nods, the Kido corps sent him to the outskirts of Karakura as he had asked, patrolling the outskirts of the town was somewhat safer as long as he stayed away from the mansion he should be mostly fine, or so he was told. He Takes a moment to get himself acclimated to the World of the living once more before heading off.

He Walks up and down the pathways and roads that lead to abandoned buildings and shops, encountering very little if any spiritual activity, the occasional human who is just above average in their spiritual awareness, not quite enough to see him but enough to maybe know something was around they couldn't see. He did however find evidence of past hollow activity in the area and made a note to be extra careful about his movements, being caught off guard out here would be some of the worst luck possible. Something however it itching out the border of his senses, something that is screaming out and to anyone else would be plain as day, but to Tima it is barely there.

As he walks he is drawn to a large and older looking abandoned building. The sign out front was barley Legible and he looked to the entrance "Asylum? What does Karak.. No Don't finish that Sentence Tima, you are smarter than that." as he finishes that sentence he suddenly feels very ill and grabs his stomach, there is something dark inside that building and he must discover what it is. It doesn't feel like a Hollow but then again, he never was very good at figuring out exactly what something was before it was right in front of him and even then it was better to be ready to run.

He Entered the old building and Looked around the main entrance and what he saw was an old dilapidated mess. What would still live here? Its So.. Dead in here, why would anything stay unless forced to? The thought crosses his mind before another wave of energy crashes over him and his attention is drawn deeper into the Asylum. He Steps careful through the old abandoned facility, hands ready to draw his Zanpakuto whenever he is needed to. Though with how Foggy his senses are, Sneaking up on him would not be difficult for anyone at all.

[Kiera Bright]

(Training for SP)



Keira was deep in the three story asylum. She was in the third story of the west wing near the roof. There were plenty of holes in the roof of the asylum, so it was not like she couldn't access the roof from nearly anywhere. The young failure was not too small, but she was very thin compared to what she should be. It was clear that she was pretty malnourished, but regardless she didn't do much to change that. Her skin was almost completely white with almost no pigmentation, the exception being in her cheek which are slightly pink, and her lips which were slightly redder than that. She seemed like a ghost of a former inhabitant of this decaying asylum, but she was still very much alive. 

The girl's bright pink eyes were trained on the large machine in front of her. It was a tall generator designed to convert reiatsu energy into electrical energy for the use of the common folk. No one could understand her work. They're minds were far to narrow, clouded only by the conventions of what others have dictated. The sky would get stormy all of a sudden, as if for dramatic effect. Lightning would strike all around the asylum, and the thunder would rattle the skeletal remains of the building. Still Keira continued with her experiment despite the sudden weather change. It almost seemed appropriate she thought looking up at the sky. 

The wind would blow her collar bone length, dirty, dark pink hair around wildly as the generator powered up. "Yes...yessss" She muttered as she heard the gears turn and the motor whine as it started for the first time. Her grin started to grow wider as she checked the monitors showing the power input and output. It was no where near optimal yet, but this was all a good sign. This meant that she getting closer. She was that much closer to success. She quickly recorded the data that she was getting completely focused on what she was doing. "It is alive!" She shouted over the thunder cackling like a mad scientist bringing an abomination to life. 

Suddenly lightly struck the top of the generator that stuck out into the sky. Keira shielded her eyes as the two different types of energy clashed with each other. "NOOOOO!" She screamed as the energy started to destabilize. Keria tried her best trying to stabilize the energy, and save her precious generator. It was just like that time all those years ago. The first time this experiment failed. The time that made her into what she was. What would happen this time? Would she blow up with her precious experiment? Will nothing happen? Will something worse happen to her than death? She didn't know nor did she want to find out.

She backed off and instinctively drew several of her flood arms in front of her to take the force of the explosion, and protect her from the flying derbies. When the generator finally did explode it sent fire and metal everywhere. Luckily for Keira her arms were there to take the hits for her. A huge column of smoke would rise into the air, and the storm that suddenly came in without warning started to calm itself. Just as quickly as it appeared it disappeared leaving Keria alone in the silence among the ruble of her newest failure. "What the fuck was that!?" She shouted at no one. "Everything was going fine until that cliche thunderstorm came in!! Nice call on that one you dumb ass meteorologists!" She was absolutely fuming. She could barley contain her rage. She shouted profanities for minutes, using every one that she knew and making up new ones when she ran out.

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima looks up towards the roof and doesn't flinch when a loud crackle of thunder erupts from the sky, rain beginning to pour down through the holes in all the roofs and floors of the asylum. Arantima pulls back his hood, revealing a mane of shoulder length Golden hair, the only sign of his dutch ancestry before tapping the toe of his right foot on the floor of the asylum once and disappearing in a flash.

Arantima's Form re-appears on the next floor, having used his flash step to move through a hole in the roof of the first floor to reach the second and that is when he hears the mad cackling of the Crazed Failure scientist Keira. He Stood and listened to her for a moment before the Thunder rolled once more and the air sizzled with the charge of lightning, not something Tima could sense himself but it happened to coincide with his moving towards the third floor.

As he reaches the stairs up to the third floor the lightning strikes the Machine upstairs and he draws his blade at the sound of the explosion What in.. thunder does not sound like that, that was an explosion. he Rushes up the stairs as fast as he can, sword finally re-sheathed. He stops at the top of the stairs as he sees Keira's form behind a seeming wall of spectral hands. He puts a hand on his blade and just stands, staring at her form while the debris flies about from the explosion still.

He Takes a Very careful step towards Keira now, hand still on his sword, listening to her now berating meteorologists that were not present. Even though she was malnourished Arantima couldn't help but stare at her ass for a bit longer than a honorable man perhaps should before he coughs gently and raises his voice "Excuse me, Are you a spirit or are you something else? You are clearly no Hollow, so before I draw my blade I would know if you are hostile."

Arantima's hair was still golden even while soaked with water, it was swept back along his head to rest down on his shoulders and his chest was exposed to the open air by his robes. All in All arantima was a fairly Attractive man if he were only a bit taller however. Mongolian and dutch ancestry cursed him to a Five foot five inch tall existence. Though even in his short stature he was well muscled and the tanned skin that wrapped these muscles only helped.

[Kiera Bright]

Though Keira was completely filled with anger and rage, she was still aware of what was going on around her. As everything was settling down, she could sense that someone was approaching. She swore quietly to herself wondering how they could have gotten this far into the asylum without her realizing it. Whoever it was, must have gotten into the asylum during the experiment. There was no other explanation. Keira took several deep breaths to try and calm herself. She needed to deal with this intruder before he tries anything they would regret. It was then that she heard the cough that was supposed to get her attention. 

She turned quickly her arms moving at three hundred speed in position in front of her. The long blackish, purplish, arms were poised ready to strike at a moments notice. The long fingers of the hands ended in sharp claws, but that was not the only thing that made them dangerous. She glared daggers at the intruder. She immediately recognized him as a shinigami. They were fairly common around here. Her experiments either attracted them, or the concentration of hollows that she attracts attracts them. Either way, she was getting tired of dealing with them. They interrupted her research, and that was something that she could not forgive.     

"Excuse me, Are you a spirit or are you something else? You are clearly no Hollow, so before I draw my blade I would know if you are hostile." At leas this one was somewhat polite, she thought as she examined him. He was a fairly attractive man if on the short side. She stood at a solid five foot nine inches which brought her taller than him. She would push the thought of his physical appearance out of her mind as she addressed his question. "If you are asking if I am alive, then clearly I am. That is all that matters to anything that concerns that, but what is more pressing is what are you doing here in my laboratory!?" It was clear that she was getting angry again. 

If it was one thing that she hated above all other, it was people sneaking into her lab. She was practically paranoid about keeping her research to herself unless she absolutely trusts another person, and that has yet to come close to happening. Normally she gave some leniency to people checking out the situation keeping her own condition in mind, but today was a bit different. She was in a very, very bad mood, and no one wants to be around Keira Bright when she is in a bad mood. The only thing keeping her from tearing him to peices to vent her anger was the prospect of learning more about shinigami from him. That was the only thing saving him. Lets see how long it lasts. 

[Arantima Kawada]

When her Hands become clawlike and Rear towards him He jumps about a foot back and lands in a defensive posture, Holding his blade and scabbard like a samurai might but not drawing his blade. He looked her over, Tall, Red hair, pale skin, If she had freckles he would be in trouble. He lets out a gentle, calming breathe before speaking again "My apologies for the intrusion.. But I sensed an immense Energy coming from this building.. and if even I can sense it that means the energy is truly strong." He looks down to her hands and nods towards the spectral things.

"I imagine that those belong to you do they not? Rather impressive, i've never heard of Humans being able to project spiritual energy this way. It is an honor to meet you, My Name is Arantima Aoire, Unseated member of Squad 10. May I ask your name miss?" He Looked around the rooftop and up to the sky, closing his eyes as he let the rain wash over him for a few moments before sheathing his Zanpakuto.

He Took in a deep breath through his nose as he looked back down to lock eyes with Keira, awaiting his answer, however in that moment a memory crosses his mind, the scent of rain is a powerful memory trigger, but even more so when paired with the scent of fresh explosion. His mind reels, back and back to the time of his childhood a time when they were celebrating the new year in China, and his Mother Chinhua took him to see the fireworks being shot up just on the outskirts of the village.

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His mother was dressed in her finest Silk clothes and she had dressed Arantima in something simple. He was only 12 at the time and Chinhua still helped him get his outfits together when they left the house together. When he was alone he would often go outside in nothing but a pair of simple linen pants and no shirt. His Mother of course disapproved of such things but alas she was often too busy trying to ensure she had a wealthy client for the night.

The night air was already filled with the smell of gunpowder and smoke from the fireworks that had been firing constantly since dusk. It was well into midnight by now and still even more fireworks and explosions could be seen and heard.. He Remembered this night most of all because of the final firework of the night, one shaped like a dragon that spewed forth sparks and fire.. Not just because of the sight but because as it started the sky peeled with a loud crash of thunder and it began to rain.. the smell of smoke adn rain mixed together wafted through his memories easily.

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His thoughts came back to the present mere moments after they had been brought away from the scent of smoke and rain mixing together. He blinked and rolled his shoulders to re-acclimate himself to the present and found his eyes once again locked onto Keira's gaze, but only for a moment as it drifted south towards her lightly rose colored lips. He Waited paitiently for her reply and hoped to high heaven that she didn't rip him to shreads with those spectral claws she commanded so easily.

[Kiera Bright]

"My apologies for the intrusion.. But I sensed an immense Energy coming from this building.. and if even I can sense it that means the energy is truly strong." Keira sighed shaking her head. Of course it was because of her experiments. She was able to calm herself further to a point she can think beyond the here and now. Her bright pink eyes looked into his own eyes. "I imagine that those belong to you do they not? Rather impressive, i've never heard of Humans being able to project spiritual energy this way. It is an honor to meet you, My Name is Arantima Aoire, Unseated member of Squad 10. May I ask your name miss?" Well, well he was a polite one. Those were quite rare for what she was displaying. 

Keira sent her flood arms behind her. They were in a seemingly relaxed position, but they were close enough so that they can attack or defend if need be. She doubted that she would need them at the moment though. The three arms stood at nearly six feet tall at the moment. They can reach as tall as fifteen feet, though that would be a bit cramped for them in their current location. It seemed that this shinigami was polite enough to give her his name, it was only right for her to do the same. "My name is Keira Bright. I used to be human, though to be honest, I do not know exactly what I am anymore." It was hard for her to admit, but she didn't know what exactly to call herself. 

She crossed her slender arms over her chest looking over him. She wanted to make sure that he wouldn't cause her any trouble, but at the same time...she shook her head. It was not the time for such thoughts. "I do apologize if my experiments caused any alarm, but as you can see you do not need to worry about such things anymore." She said motioning to the scraps of metal thrown about the room. The room was in even more of a mess than when it started. Scraps of metal were in bedded into the wall and floor of the room, and some were even in the remains of the ceiling. Keira watched as the man before her stood in the rain soaked areas. She thought that she might as well offer to make him more comfortable. "Why don't we get more comfortable, I am sure you do not want to get rained on the whole time." She said as she started walked to one of the sets of stairs to the lower levels. 

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima looks around and chuckles before leveling his gaze back onto Kiera and nodding "If you have somewhere more comfortable to talk then please Do not allow me to keep up from it." He smiles and gestures towards the stairs for her to lead on wherever she will. He blinks once and looks at her once more "Though to be quite honest i have never found the rain disagreeable, Its soothing.. and When I was alive it aided in the whole bath department."

He rests a hand on his Zanpakuto a moment before Continuing his conversation with this strange Human girl, she brought up so many questions in his mind. "So What are these Experiments of yours? or is that a personal subject? If it is please take no offense at the question and feel free to ignore it, i do have others that are equally as pressing." He scoffs gently at himself more than anything.

He Remarks again at her Flood hands "Those Spectral hands move faster than i do while using Flash step.. I imagine you have little to no trouble with the average Hollow that would be attracted to your experiments, or even yourself?" His voice was genuinely curious and not just prying for information, though information was his end goal. He looked around the Asylum as they walked and thought again about how anyone would choose to live here being beyond his understanding.

"One last Question if I may Miss Keira, Why do you choose to live here? Is it to keep others safe or might it be the solitude?" He knows this last question could be potentially Ire inducing but he feels compelled to ask it, both out of curiosity but out of concern for her well being. "Once more i apologise if i am stepping on private grounds, but you are a curiosity to me, in a good way."

[Kiera Bright]

"If you have somewhere more comfortable to talk then please Do not allow me to keep up from it. Though to be quite honest i have never found the rain disagreeable, Its soothing.. and When I was alive it aided in the whole bath department." Keira couldn't help but chuckle at the comment as she lead them down the stairs from the third story down the main floor. She lead them into the cafeteria where most of the ceiling was in tact. Several of the tables and chairs were broken beyond all repair, but she was able to salvage a few of them to make herself comfortable while eating. In the back of the room was where she stored her food and water. 

She sat down offering him to do the same before he continued with his line of questions. "So What are these Experiments of yours? or is that a personal subject? If it is please take no offense at the question and feel free to ignore it, i do have others that are equally as pressing." Keira's first reaction was glint of anger in her eyes, before she caught herself suppressing her anger just as quickly as it would have show itself, if he even noticed it at all. "I would prefer not to say. I scientist must keep her most valuable knowledge a secret until the world is ready for it." This appears to more true in the literal since than what she would care for. 

She would rummage around her lab coat pockets and produce a blue jolly rancher popping it into her mouth. She offered another one to him having stuffed some of her pockets full of them. She motioned for him to continue with a slender hand.  "Those Spectral hands move faster than i do while using Flash step.. I imagine you have little to no trouble with the average Hollow that would be attracted to your experiments, or even yourself?" Keira nodded placing the candy on the table for him to take or leave. "Yes it is true, though i fear that they may be doing their job too well." She paused thinking that she might need to elaborate. "I have been wanting to experiment on some, but it seems that they keep killing them before I can capture them."

The last question was maybe the most personal of the batch. "One last Question if I may Miss Keira, Why do you choose to live here? Is it to keep others safe or might it be the solitude? Once more i apologize  if i am stepping on private grounds, but you are a curiosity to me, in a good way." She shook her head dismissing his worries. "No it is fine, but it is just Keira." She said never liking any kind of formality except people calling her professor. "In a way it is both those reasons and more. I prefer to be alone when I am working. It minimizes the chances of people trying to steal or tamper with my work, and keep them safe from being killed by a failed experiment." 

She paused thinking back to her past. From when she woke up after the lab accident to now, she had never lived anywhere but in the decaying asylum. "Also, it is because I have no where else to go. I woke up here after a lab accident, and I became like this." She said motioning to herself. "The staff and even the other patience here have all abandoned me here for a long time. I have grown used to the isolation, but at the cost of any social skills that I have once had." This may have been the most personal topic, but it was something that she was far more willing to talk about than anything that she was working on in her lab.  

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima Removed his soaked robe before taking a seat in the chair, letting his robe just sit folded on the floor beside his feet. He looked To the candy that Keira offered and took it with a warm smile, popping his likewise into his mouth. He listened to each of her replies intently, and when she finished talking he leaned his head back and looked up to the ceiling, rolling the hard candy around his mouth a moment. His chest glistened with water as he stared at the ceiling and rippled with the motion of his head coming back down to greet her gaze with his own once more.

"Something that strikes me is that you seem to know what a Shinigami is, As if you have had experience with us before. Is this true?" He leans forward staring inquisitively at her a moment before regarding the cafeteria with another cursory glance about before opening his mouth to speak again "And You say you wish to experiment on hollows, Does this desire to experiment also extend to Shinigami? Perhaps not in the same manner but Are there experiments you wish to perform on us?"

His Tone of Voice is not judgemental, it is still a voice of complete curiosity, and perhaps interest of his own. If there was one thing about the shinigami before her that was clear, it was that he was not very strong. His body and movements however said another thing, he was well muscled, anyone else with that kind of muscle mass would be able to hit like a truck, but his movements were of a man barely able to hold his body up. His motions were graceful but sluggish and slow, as if a relatively quick man were being weighed down on the wrists and ankles.

Relaxing in his seat a bit more, Arantima leans back, extending his torso and showing off his abs before looking Keira more intently in the eyes. He was not intending to speak any further until she answered him but there was an odd kind of hopeful-ness in his eyes, as if he desired her to tell him something in particular in answer to his questions. There was something about the fact that he had just met a scientist who could use and sense spiritual energies that struck a chord in him.


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Not as long as i would have hoped but this will hopefully provide a gateway into some Experimenting/Training between these two.

[Kiera Bright]

"Something that strikes me is that you seem to know what a Shinigami is, As if you have had experience with us before. Is this true? "And You say you wish to experiment on hollows, Does this desire to experiment also extend to Shinigami? Perhaps not in the same manner but Are there experiments you wish to perform on us?" Keira was surprised that there was no judgment in his voice. Usually if anyone would have heard that they would want to be experimented on, or just the thought would anger, and frighten most. 

"I will not lie, I do wish to experiment on shinigami and hollows alike." She paused trying to think of a way to continue without making her seem crazy or threatening.  "They are of course for different reasons. Hollows have always been a pain in the ass no matter who you are. They have been bothering me for some time, and would like to find a way to kill them easier without resorting to using something as unstable as my powers. I want to minimize the destruction caused by such conflicts."

Her intentions on that subject were noble, but you know what the say about good intentions. The road to hell was paved in good intentions. She looked at him waiting for him to respond. When he did not she continued. "My interest in you shinigami are quite different let me assure you. I merely want to see what your kind are capable of, how your body his made up compared to that of those born in the human world. That sort of thing." She leaned in as if she was trying to get a better look at the man. 

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima Chuckles and gestures down to himself, waving a hand over his body head to toe. "As long as the inspection is non-invasive.. I would be more than happy to allow you to take notes. Though, to be honest with you i may not be the best candidate for a Capability test.. " he chuckles and sighs gently before taking his zanpakuto out and resting it across his lap, placing his hands over the blade.

His mood has darkened a bit, and the thunder outside seems to put a note of emphasis on this, even though he has no real control over that. His eyes looks a bit weary as they look over to Keira once again "i Am Usually more reserved When meeting people for the first time, Not granting information freely.. But This is a chance I must take, You are a Scientist of the spiritual world." His position shifts in his seat as he lets out a sigh.

"I Appear to be an Anomoly in the World of Shinigami. In the world of Souls in general it seems. As weak as I am, I have trained for Seven hundred years to attain even just this strength.. This Little strength that allows me to Cast Kido, That allows me to utilize Shunpo.." he lets out a disgruntled sound as he seems to finish his thought. His gaze doesn't leave Keira's face "I Would like You to see if you can find out what is wrong with me. Am I destined for weakness or am I being held back? in Exchange.. I Will allow you to Experiment on my body, so long as t doesn't result in death.

He Looks her up and down a Bit before rolling his shoulders uncomfortably This is.. A Necessary evil Arantima.. Remember that you are doing this for not only yourself but for the Gotei. His Gaze is level and Neutral, Hoping that Keira will accept his offer, even if she cannot discover the true reasons behind his apparent weakness. He also finds her somewhat appealing, her drive towards something she desires is matched by his own though she seems a bit more driven than himself

[Kiera Bright]

"As long as the inspection is non-invasive.. I would be more than happy to allow you to take notes. Though, to be honest with you i may not be the best candidate for a Capability test.. " Keira couldn't help but laugh at the first part of his statement. She would not want to try and harm her subjects if all possible, or cause any long lasting changes. She would need them for a long time after all. Though the second part of what he said did concern her. Why would he not be a good candidate? 

By looks at least he seemed pretty healthy and fit, in comparison to the other Shinigami that she had the displeasure of running into to. She did sense that he may have been a little weak, but still nothing really lacking, though her sensory skills were still not up to where she would like them to be. He suddenly grew more serious. She will need to listen to what he has to say. In the short time since they have met, he seemed to be the kind that let everything roll off his back, the kind that was just laid back. She wondered what was on his mind. 

"i Am Usually more reserved When meeting people for the first time, Not granting information freely.. But This is a chance I must take, You are a Scientist of the spiritual world." As he shifted in his seat Keira did take the opportunity to reply. "I can say I am similar, in some ways, but to be honest, I have not been studying biological-spiritual fields all that much, so..." She paused not really wanted to discourage him from speaking his mind. If there was something that she could do, she would. If it helped her learn more about the spiritual races that was just all the more reason to do it. 

"I Appear to be an Anomaly in the World of Shinigami. In the world of Souls in general it seems. As weak as I am, I have trained for Seven hundred years to attain even just this strength.. This Little strength that allows me to Cast Kido, That allows me to utilize Shunpo..I Would like You to see if you can find out what is wrong with me. Am I destined for weakness or am I being held back? in Exchange.. I Will allow you to Experiment on my body, so long as t doesn't result in death.


It did not take her long to decide. "Alright, I will try to find an explanation for your anomaly. As a scientist though, I can only promise to perform my least dangerous experiments. I fear that nothing in our worlds is ever really free from the thread of death." No one needed to be a fighter to understand that. Simply getting a little scratch on the wrong thing or an accident can cause even the safest person to die without any warning. She will do everything in her power to minimize the chances though.

"First I will need to get a base line, see where your power lies at its current level." She got up and motioned for him to fallow her. Most of her experimental equipment was kept in the west wing of the asylum. She did like to keep some kind of organization among this chaos. "After that, I want to see if any responses to danger causes any changes, or other more mundane stimuli before I rule anything out." She continued to explain some of the processes that she might use to help determine his weakness.

It did not take them long to get to the physical examination rooms. She guided him to the first room they came to on their left. On the walls were some old medical posters. Some were in decent shape, others were torn to pieces and barley legible. There were also some strange looking examination equipment on the walls and counters. Some seemed like modifies versions of normal doctor stuff, stethoscope, hammer, and such. Others looked completely out of place for basic examination.

Keira would make him sit on an examination table. It was covered a little so the hard, cold, metal, would not irritate him too much. She started with the basic tings any human would expect from seeing a doctor. She checked his blood pressure, heart, lungs, eyes and ears. She might as well start somewhere. She also brought out a piece that is similar to checking blood pressure, but instead measure spiritual pressure. She was starting to get into the things she made herself and hoped that they were accurate. He was the second person to ever be used with them. The first being herself. 

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima Laid on the table easily, Leaving his Robe in the other room. The only thing keeping him from being fully exposed now are his flowing Hakama pants. He Lays out and settles himself against the metal table and stays completly Still while she examines him for basic functions, most of which don't exactly matter for a spiritual being, pulse being a possibility there. He Registers as a normal individual physically, his muscles are well toned and he is a healthy man overall though he should probably not eat as much fried food as he does.

He Takes a Gentle breath and nods when she is finished, rubbing at his wrists nervously as he resettles himself when she gets the new tool out "And this is.. The one to test the other aspects of a spiritual body yes?" He asks, even though it should be fairly obvious as no where else would have anything like that. When Keira Reads his Spiritual pressure.. He barely even registers, its a wonder that the device can even pick him up at all. He looks over at the device, even though he has no hope of deciphering what the readings might tell her.

He Looks around when she is finished with her examination, Sitting up and rubbing his neck "i Am Capable of Basic kido, Spiritual Techniques that are cast via incantation that utilize Reitsu to produce different Effects. i Can Also utilize Shunpo, or Flash step. A Technique that uses our reitsu to move us faster than normal." He Says this plainly, just so she can makes note of it for her records, and hopefully help her discover what is wrong with him.

He looks around a moment before sitting cross legged on the table, drawing his blade and resting it across his lap. "i've Trained for seven hundred Years.. I am Seven hundred and Twenty years old." He may be one old bastard but he appears to only be around 21 years old give or take a year. He touches his sword once and a change occurs in the room, a soft rumble outside in the thunder and a short increase in the spiritual pressure but only for a split second, nothing sustainable by any means. "What shall we test next?"

[Kiera Bright]

Keira jotted down the data that she had collected on him on a clip board and some paper. She was rather surprised just how little potential he seemed to have. She put the pen to her teeth as she thought. She listened to his story already familiar with both Kido and their Shunpo. She had a rudimentary understanding of their arts already, though it was not really enough by anyone's standards. She wanted to learn more from the Shinigami, but all that she could gather was from what she could during a confrontation. She sighed a little bit, oh well, it wasn't like there was ever a shortage of Shinigami coming around the area to either fight hollows or fight her. 

"What shall we test next?" The question snapped the scientist back to the moment at hand.
She would need to think of some other way for them to unleash the potential he had. A thought came to mind. When someone is in danger, they are capable of incredible feats that they may not be able to do under other circumstances. She had no other lead at the moment. She motioned for him to fallow trying to think of a way for her to tell him her idea without scaring him off. In the end she decided that the best way was to be straight forward with him. He was straight forward with her, so the least that she could be was the same back to him.

"The next idea I have is to..." Another step came to mind. She didn't want to just start shooting stuff at him, but instead why don't they try some stress tests. Keira liked that idea better. She turned to him. "We will try some stress tests. Put you in some exercises to see if that won't help in any way, if that fails I have one more idea, but neither of us would like it." She motioned for him to fallow again. They stayed in the same hall way just going down a couple of rooms. They were near the back of the hall. She opened the door to a large room. It was an exercise room with the equipment modified for her to measure heart rates, reiatsu output stuff like that. 

She hooked him up to a treadmill first. She thought that it would be the simplest test. She attached nodes all over his body and turned on a large computer. She turned back to him crossing her arms. "This one is simple just run. That is all you have to do. The longer you run, the faster the treadmill will go. Those nodes will feed me the data I need. She started the treadmill out at a brisk walk. She didn't know what activity he did before coming here, but it was always good to warm up. There was something she didn't tell him. If he touched the rails of the treadmill he would get a painful shock. She also rigged it to get more painful with each grab. He either stays on till she is satisfied or he falls.

She would push the speed higher and higher slowly. She would jot a few notes down waiting for him to fall. She would push it to a requirement of 25 speed then 30 speed. She would hold that speed for a minute or two before pushing up to 35 for another minute. For every minute to two minutes she would increase it by 5 speed. When he would fall, she would walk over to him and offer him one of her reiatsu arms and a cup of water to help him recover. "Well feel any different. Anything coming to you during the test?" She asked not checking the computer yet. She wanted to wait for all the tests to be finish before she checked the data. 

[Arantima Kawada]

A Treadmill? He looked at the device and tilted his head a moment, rolling his shoulders unsteadily before nodding and stepping onto it. He Started walking as soon as he felt he band of the treadmill begin to move under his feet. "Hopefully i never step onto one of these with a hollow Chasing behind me.. I feel that while comical, it would end disastrously." he cracks a small joke and smirks over at Keira as a hand rests down on one of the hand bars and he immediately pulls it back looking down at the bar with a shocked expression, waving his shocked hand through the air gently.

He looks over at Keira with a concerned and questioning gaze but otherwise says nothing. For the next few minutes he is fine. 5 Speed, 10 speed, 15 speed, even 20 speed are all fine and he can take the speeds without any sort of issue or even straining. When they reach 25 speed however he stops appearing so cool,his face grits and he is forced to actually struggle to keep going, when she clicks it up to 30 speed he is huffing and puffing, his hands constantly coming down on the handlebars before coming back shocked.

He Doesn't stop doing this however until both his hands meet the handle bars at once after having come down maybe Twenty or Thirty times, completing a circuit he is jolted and flung right back off the treadmill with the sudden burst of electricity sent through him and the tensing of his muscles all at once. He Holds his head as he sits up from where he landed on the floor "Thats about my limit.. I know.. Slow poke."

He Gets up and walks over to the treadmill beside Keira and lets out a slow breath as he stretches himself side to side to try and relieve some of the tension that shock gave him. "Other than never having tried to move that fast without Shunpo.. Nothing really came to me during that. The only times that I truly feel any different are when I am casting kido and.. Well" He looks around and chuckles weakly before continuing "And When I am in pain.. Pain awakens something in me.. I get More violent, Prone to fits of uncontrolled rage.. but I do not get any faster or stronger.

That is because you do not listen boy! As that voice rips through Arantima's mind the thunder crashes outside alongside a Lightning flash. Arantima Grabs his head a moment and shakes it back and forth like he is trying to clear it before he looks up at Keira, his gaze different for a moment as he blinks it away. She had probably seen or felt a gaze like that before, it was rage, untamed and bestial rage locked deep within his calm exterior. It Takes you Seven hundred years just to barely hear me?! And now only when I am shaking your very soul with the Volume of my shouting!

Arantima sinks down to his knees a bit as he rocks and wobbles uneasily, as if he is about to pass out. He falls forward on his hands and lets out a few coughs before sitting back on his heels "Sorry about that... I Pushed myself a bit further than I thought maybe." He Tries to brush it off as going to hard on the treadmill, but what little wires were still connected to him had spiked for a moment, a brief moment where they could read something deeper inside of him A Spiritual pressure that exceeded her own.