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On A Whim [Private]
Sat Mar 15, 2014 1:07 pm
It was one of those days. Her personality was as uncertain and strange as her powers themselves. Either because of some ill-fated events earlier that day or that week, it was clear she was not herself, but she honestly didn't care. Given her new position, it was best to be wise and if her foul mood was to be let out, it had to be done so in an appropriate manner. Tsubasa wasn't around no surprise, as he rarely ever was. Their own relationship was tense at the moment to say the least. Aiko had regained some of the freedom she had enjoined most of her life, and had just recently forego the firm ties that held there to the Seireitei during the time in Tsubasa's squad and as the former 3rd Division Captain.
Her husband and her were not at a rough spot on their marriage, at least she didn't think so...at least not yet. Either way, she was in a mood where she had to channel out her feelings the way she knew best throughout her life. Battle. But it couldn't just be blind fighting given her new responsibilities. Among the Captains, the head of the 5th Division seemed to be as best a choice as any. His skill with Kido was astounding given the Division's proficiency with it. It would be a good match against her own. Also, he was bound to be proficient in a wide array of combat related areas. Also, given his personality, or what little she knew about him, it was difficult he would refused. In fact, she believed, if anything, that he would just be greatly indifferent to it but likely agree out of having nothing more interesting to do. The specifics were his and she truly didn't care much as soon as he showed up.
The battle, or sparring to put it better, was not a life or death situation, obviously. She was not there to beat Iriko, she was not there to show her power or superiority, and she was not there to train him. The battle was merely a way for her to channel her mood effectively in ways that would be better handled than others. If throughout the event, either her or the Captain managed to gain some knowledge as if the battle had indeed been educational enough to be called training then so be it. It would just be another excuse to satisfy the reason of her actions. Not that she cared to explain to anyone, and likely, she would not.
Much earlier to the arrival of the Captain, Aiko had been prepared. She had invited no one else but him. It was clear that the area would be clean of unsuspecting eyes. Much earlier, she had dedicated some time to erect quite a number of peculiar barriers. For the most part, they stemmed out of the knowledge she had gained from Hachi and Tessai growing up as well as her own development and ascension into kido. In essence, the conglomeration of barriers had very different purposes. To her eyes, and Iriko's, once he approached the area, he would witness a gigantic barrier encasing an area that was large enough to be considered a fairly sized battle field. There was also numerous barriers set out just outside of it to make it impossible, even for the most keen of sensors, to take notice of their battle. Also, one of the barriers was specifically erected for camouflage. To anyone else passing by, though there would be no one, the area would seem as if it had been as it always was. The barrier, its look, their energy and the sound were completely and perfectly camouflaged.
Even with the very intricate set of barriers she was hardly tired. She could easily use a number of kido without becoming phased but nevertheless, she had ingested a special herb she had taken from Tsubasa's home earlier. It just replenished what little energy she had consumed erecting the barriers. Thus she stood, at peak performance, waiting for Iriko's arrival. In anticipation to his coming, she was actually excited. Very excited. Perhaps too much, but it was easy to notice she cared very little. Even as she kept most of her spiritual pressure in check, there was still an enormous amount leaking out as usual. Even if the barrier seemed to be taking its toll by just standing still it would hold. She had made it sturdy enough where, though it may not have looked like it, even if Iriko and her were to release to their maximum potential, the barriers would be sturdy enough to sustain it. Nevertheless, she would save it. She would wait a bit into the battle to forego her control over her energy and let it flow out uncontrolled. But not yet. Still, and looking on ahead, her mini skirt flowed by the wind created by her energy. As usual, she wore her typical garments. The school-girl uniform, very typical and nearly identical to her mother's save for Aiko's darker tonalities of blue and shorter skirt and smaller top; it was what she always wore. Moving her feet from left to right occasionally albeit only an inch or two and then back into the same place, she was uneasy in a good way. She was excited. Cracking her neck by merely abducting down slightly towards her shoulder there was a very loud but welcomed crack as she smiled in satisfaction to its sound. Cracking her knuckles as well by merely closing her hands into fists, her toes did the same. With a grin she would pull at her gloves to fix them though there was nothing to fix about them. Okay she thought to herself. She was ready and he was due to arrive at any moment. It was time.
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