Winter Rains: Harsh Reality. [Shizuo Private:Pm to Join]

It didn't mean anything. Well, it did. But not that much. Very recently had her duties changed as she was now also the Captain of the 3rd division. Though her new possession was one that requested quite a few of responsibilities, they were not foreign to her. Most things she did not were already tasks she undertook while under her husband's division. Exhaling, she traveled at very fast speeds trying to shake off the truth. She had no choice. With the drums of war resonating ever closer, she couldn't afford to be idle. Had it been up to her, she would have never opted to become a Captain, even though her power had already been more than sufficient. However, with a decadence in the availability of Captains and under Tsubasa's request, she just couldn't say no. It was not because he was the Captain Commander however. In her eyes, she was just Tsubasa, her husband. Nothing more, and nothing less.

As usual, she wore the very standard clothing her mother once sported. The dark blue and white school uniform looked as good on her as it always did. It was likely because her mother wore it all the time but it never matter how much she looked at it she always found it precious. It was a good thing Tsubasa had tailored her so many copies with the special characteristics that were suited for her abilities. Nevertheless, there were more pressing and interesting matters at hand. In the distance, there was a very strong spiritual pressure. Though it was indeed strong, it was not so to the point where it would overshadow hers, as Aiko's was still stronger. Nevertheless, the pressure was nearly as strong as her, and thus, in it of itself, was worthy of interest. From the mere feel of it, it did not look like the individual was precisely violent, though it did look to be somewhat agitated, or troubled.

The thoughts, albeit about different matters flooded her head once again. Avoiding the path and the individual would have been a cinch. Primarily because she would just have landed avoided any potential encounter that would lead to violence. She didn't mind the possibility of conflict so much, but since she was not really supposed to be out either way, it was best not to push her luck and do something that may land her on trouble later on. Eyes closed, she exhale quite strongly as she moved on in the direction of the presence, not caring to further analyze whether her choice was wise or not. She didn't like to admit it but every now and then, her curiosity got the best of her, and that was just fine with her. Sort of.

Arriving in an instant, it almost amazed her how fast she had done so. The spiritual pressure seemed to be farther away, but she may have just been confused because of the release of her own. Aiko's control over her own reiatsu was amazing, and she did, for the most part, manage to hide and control the great majority of it. However, even then, an enormous amount of reiatsu managed to leak out. If she wasn't careful and went about not caring, she could easily destroy the whole area just by being there. However, though she had the occasional...somewhat often...moments of mental dullness, or rather, laziness, she was a very aware and cognizant individual. She knew better.

Coming to a stand still, her skirt and her top flowed towards her back in the wind, the sight of a small-sized girl finally meeting her gaze. Narrowing her eyes in an expression that was much too difficult to discern, she exhaled once again, giving out a vibe that was even more difficult to decode. She wasn't frustrated. Not at all. She was mildly surprised, and perhaps just a little annoyed, though likely mostly with herself. The girl definitely seemed to have some sort of inner conflict...speaking to herself and such. Catching most of her conversation would not have been a daunting task but it was not something Aiko was willing to do. She was sure she had heard the word mother at some point, though she may have easily been confused. If she was right though, she wanted nothing to do with it. It was not like she had a lot of problems at home. The troubles her sons and her husband had could barely be called troubles as she had no quarrel helping them. They were her family and she loved them. However, from there to go and help some random stranger with their family problems was a bit much. She was used to doing so as many members from different squads came to her for advice, even when she was in her husband's division prior to their marriage.

Making some nearly inaudible grunting noises to herself, she truly did not want to speak. Turning away and leaving as if she had not even been there seemed bliss. Heck, it might have been the best and wisest choice. But, whether she hated to admit it, specially in a situation like this, she liked people, and she was willing to help them. She was also willing to rip the head off of anyone who threatened or hurt her family or their well being, but for the most part, she liked helping people. Extending her left arm outwards and to the side, she used her right hand to fix her glove. There wasn't anything wrong with it. There was no need to fix anything. It was merely a habit of hers, and something she had chosen to do to take time, and try to reconsider her choices even though she knew she would follow through with her earlier decision. "Hey kid," she said in a very subtle tone of voice. If there was such thing as a straightforward and normal tone of voice, hers was currently likely it. "Enjoying the view?" she asked all out of the blue as if the question and her presence were as normal as breathing. Even being near to the girl felt familiarly interesting. Her spiritual pressure did little to bother her. In fact, she didn't even noticed it. Aiko was so used to living and being with Tsubasa's whose spiritual pressure was nearly unmatched and still matched her own, that she was hardly surprised or phased when she saw or sensed people with spiritual pressures slightly highers than others she knew.