All it Takes is a bit of Spirit! [Training, Open]

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Open session for those wanting to train; Training for CTP

So, here we are again. Rolling herself back onto the open courtyard the Shinigami decided to put a bit more effort than her last attempt. Fortunately she managed to wake up before everyone else. She could tell the dawn was going to emerge very soon due to the newly made dew droplets in the air. That fresh scent that only came from a new day, instead of the musty air that was usually made from heated bodies and the damn hot sun. Damn, sure was brisk this morning. Perhaps it was thanks for her uniform that made it all the more colder than it was suppose to be. Unfortunately for her she couldn't warm up in her room before coming out. Seems like the Officers of her Barracks didn't like having to come to her room to stop her from flopping about everywhere. She was making too much noise for them, and everyone else to sleep.

Any who, back to what her primary focus was, reiatsu. Okay, so her attempts in trying to fly were a no go. Turns out that she really does need her legs to help maintain altitude and to keep herself stable. Plus, it helps to lift up her lazy body. So, it meant that she had to find other ways to help compliment her condition. If only things were lighter than what they appeared to be, or perhaps, didn't exist at all. Maybe there's a thought. Well, just like what that face painted Shinigami Captain showed her hometown once, magic can help fix any situation. Kido was her answer. Or at least a means to getting to what she wants to achieve.

She had an idea at least. From what she can start with was her release and control over her reiatsu, and perhaps applying it to the environment. First things first, tracking herself back to her own teaching. Taking a deep breath the Shinigami sits back and eases her muscles. Well obviously reiatsu doesn't reside in the muscles, but a force that is mustered up by both mental and spiritual strength. So in other words, the strength of heart, and the strength of will. First of all, she couldn't be rushing for results. Rushing such things meant making mistakes and that was something that she didn't want to get into from the get go.

So she did. Taking in a deep breath the Shinigami eased herself into a meditative state. The soothing calm of the environment made it all the more easier for her to tap into her fountain of reiatsu. Her ears keen on the whistling of the morning birds, singing their sweet melody as the sun rose from the horizon of the Seireitei. She could feel her reiatsu flowing. It seeped out from her body and into the air around her. It felt good. As if it too was brimming with life. The essence that protruded was soothing. Calm, relaxed. While for some it was difficult to produce reiatsu without some form of medium, for Aoi it was almost like second nature. Yet it was her disability that made it tasking to manifest it into physical matter. Now this was where imagery came into play.

Picturing would have difficul-, well, still is difficult since Aoi lost her sight at a young age. Slowly consuming the light in her eyes much things may have changed over the course of her livelihood in Soul Society. Which meant that things that she expected to be may or may not have changed. Hopefully that they didn't. Regardless, she'd continue this pursuit in the hopes of bettering herself altogether. Thus, Aoi flexed her reiatsu. She had to figure how far she can go with it. How far could her reiatsu expand, in addition to its applications. Maybe she should get some help from the Kido Corps.

[Wycliff]

Wycliff was walking around the general area of the Seireitei wondering around trying to find some place to continue his sleeping. Someone in the barracks decided it was a good idea to set an alarm clock for an early start and now everyone was doing it, everyone but him. Wycliff just wanted to sleep in, so he started to wander around in hopes of finding a good place to sleep. However what he didn't know is that today he would have a much earlier start than he would have ever wanted, however it would be for a very good reason, even if he didn't know it just yet.

As he made his way across of what he thought was an empty courtyard he saw her there sitting in the middle of the courtyard all alone. He stopped to see what was going on, even if he wasn't a real medic in the way that the rest of squad four was he still had a strong sense to help those that needed help and right now it looked like she did, or at the very least to him it appeared to him that she needed help. He started to make his way to her wondering what she was doing out here this early in the morning, because no one should be up this early.

As he got closer he saw that she had long blonde hair and was wearing something that was entirely different from what was a typical shingami uniform. As he got closer he could have sworn that she was wearing what was as best described as a magical girl outfit. He was shocked to see that she was wearing it. She looked like a cosplayer, he had seen a few in his time around the human world. Still to wear this in the soul society was a bit strange, even for someone as relaxed as he was. Still it wasn't as if she didn't wear it well, at least from where he was standing from.

From twenty feet away he called out. “Yo, ya alright there miss?” He wanted to at least let her know that he was coming and was friendly at the same time. He knew that being in a wheelchair wasn't the most safest feeling in the world much less was having a stranger come up to you while you where in a wheelchair. Him greeting her from so far away was his way of saying that he wasn't a threat and he wanted to help her out. “The name's Wycliff, so what squad are ya from?” He was still a few feet away from her, not approaching her all the way just yet.


(ooc: Posting for TP)

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Huh, who would have thought that there would be another Shinigami wandering around during this time of day? Well, at least he had some decency in presenting himself to her. There were those that normally didn't do such a thing, instead they would tease or play tricks on her in trying to score. Pft, what a way to score with a girl who is blind and paralyzed right? Well any who, it was good to know that there was another who was dedicated to um... whatever he was into, but to hear another person around her was somewhat reassuring. "Hey there, I'm doin' alright here. Just getting in the morning routine." she chuckles. Respectful too at that. At least he gave her a name to go with the person to complete the individual's identity.

"I'm Aoide. Aoi for short if you want to, everybody else does for those who know me." She gave her own name to his, sorta like a trade despite not knowing what he really looks like. And that was another thing, since she couldn't see what expression he was giving her she had to rely on the tone of his voice. If he was adding emphasis or being sarcastic with his word play, then she'd know about it. To a certain degree. So that would be something that the cripple will be keeping an eye ear out for in any case. Beyond that it was the norm. "As I said before I'm just getting a little work out in before our daily duties, what about you, what brings you out here?" She knew why she was out there, mostly to avoid the constant gazing about when she was trying to do her duties or train. The same issues always came out when she was trying.

Some people are considerate while others would like to help in exchange for something. There was always a reason for what they did, and so far the majority that she has met sided with the lesser sort. But she always had hope. That was something that she had to keep in mind when dealing with people. Wheeling herself back to face in the direction of the man Aoi chuckled to herself wondering what his response would be. Her ears perked to listen to his response to her pondering mind. It wouldn't take long to see her predicament considering that she was paralyzed. Her legs at the very least. But in terms of being blind well that would take time to figure out. Or perhaps he already figured it out. She didn't know in the least, she was still trying to figure people out overall.

Studying people was another means to train. Listening to his footsteps. The way that the man was breathing to judge his heart rate. And how he carried himself altogether, these are ways that Aoi was able to size a person up and determine how they think. But that wasn't the only way to really read a person. To effectively read a person, the Shinigami had to read the air that surrounded them. Their aura or reiatsu in other words. Her Energy Sensory sucked, but still could make progress, and being challenged, in more than one way, it would benefit her in the long run.