Summoning a Vasto Lorde [Private/Shadin]

This was the city that never sleep and action was unavoidable. Therefore, even a simple leisurely night stroll had the potential to turn into something crazed. So, as The Beast of Karakura walked down the empty city street, there was a sixth sense of sort that a force in the air just wasn't -- right. With the tapping of a cane hitting against the pavement, this sound soon came to a halt as he detected a disturbance nearby.

Something, or someone, was messing with the laws of quantum mechanics. How could he deduce this much? For one: the power of The Yuudeshi Network was not something to underestimate. Therefore, the network did yield the capacity to still scan the area where the disturbance occur and pick-up the anomaly. Yet, more importantly, the innate ability of Shadin's infamous "Imaginary Computation" power did indeed allow him a sense of awareness when it came to the laws of Quantum Physics being tampered with.

"What idiotic incident is going to happen now?"

Those were the only gruff words which muttered out of the pale male's mouth once he put two and two together within a matter of milliseconds. It was clear enough to him that if someone of untrained, uneducated and unsecured status were dappling in the arts of quantum power -- nothing was going to be ok tonight. Therefore, he was very much un-surprised and almost stoic when the sudden eruption of a Vasto Lorde level presence dipped into the city.

"...of course."

The voice was pained, annoyed and almost treating this as if it were a daily occurrence. But, after having lived four hundred years in combat, how could something of this magnitude not be? From his initial readings, there wasn't any case for concern. As, even at max output, this creature couldn't top his spiritual energy output. But, even so, there was always that chance that something could go astray. Overconfidence was the enemy and Shadin needed to strike his foes down with equal force. Not with over zealous striking power, nor underwhelming energy; just the right amount needed to slaughter and butcher them without exhausting himself.

Therefore, before he even so much as took a step towards the direction of the disturbance, a plan was already placed into motion. Break through the door, charge the opponent with his blinding speed, activate Imaginary Computation and then destabilize the structure of his atomic being and dissolve every bit of his essence. In that way, he'd then activate his shinigami powers and grant the poor bastard of souls his penance and release into the soul cycle to start life anew. All the while, those of The Yuudeshi Network would be made aware to stay clear of this one block radius and keep the general public away. And, at the same time, he'd ensure that the civilization passed out inside would be protected by his spiritual energy.

Top estimated time for this incident to be resolved? One to two minutes. He wasn't known as one of the the fastest and strongest within Karakura Central for sheer title sake. Against a foe like this, it was all cut dry, copy and paste and simplistic in mind. All he need to do was put his mind into the zone, body at peak reflexes and spirit ready to unleash fire.

Thus, with two taps of his cane, and the pressing of a metallic-like button on his electrode collar, the silver haired male was gone. All that was seen in the night were a pair of glowing red eyes as the sounds of a machine "whirring" signified the activation of his powers. First obstacle? Clear the door. One pull and the door gave way without much fight. Next? Reach the scene of the incident. So, he maneuvered through the junk of this house. It was but a breeze compared to the hell of weaving in and out of energy blast powerful enough to vaporize entire cities when reflected against his previous battles.

"Sorry big guy, but your time is up."

Those were all the words of warning The Yuudeshi would give before his slender figure emerged in a flare of blue and white light. Powered up and ready to kill, The Yuudeshi sought to place his palm on the belly of this Vasto Lorde. If this action was indeed allowed to occur, then the particles of energy associated with inducing the effects of Imaginary Computation would seek to weaken and then deconstruct the atomic matter of the Vasto. In a matter of seconds, he'd then be broken down, obliterated and turned into nothing but ash in the wind. Ultimately leading to his essence being restored back to the soul cycle and transferring all the spirits which compromised its being back to their original order.

With a soft breath of air, The Beast of Karakura would then turn his blood gaze back towards the unconscious body of Yuel and sigh. Through a gaze of the feminine figure's body, it was apparent enough that this was at least some sort of highschooler. And, after a second of database searching through his infamous network, that hunch proved true enough.

" Yuel Duulheim. Age: 14.
Status: First year Karakura High transfer student."

That's all that he really needed to know in order to deduce what happened. This kid must've gotten in way over her head and tried tinkering with science a bit above her pay grade.

Tch -- what a pain in the ass this was turning out to become now.

However, in spite of his internal protest, The Beast of Karakura would do what he can in order to restore her conscious and ensure all was right with her body. After all, his good nature wouldn't allow this runt to die off in some shitty room like this. Therefore, The Yuudeshi would kneel down on one knee, place a palm over her forehead and begin transferring bits of his energy into the student. In this way, this would jump start her body with new energy and fill every course of her being with a sense of vigor and OOMPH. By the time Yuel would awaken again, it would be comparable to receiving a full night's sleep and, undoubtedly, feeling the best she had ever felt at this point in her short life.

At least -- that was the desired result. Who knows. Maybe his energy was incompatible with hers, maybe she was already far gone or perhaps some other freak accident could occur. But, the probability of that occurring was little to none according to his estimates. So, this action was cleared and safe in his mind. Hopefully, in the next few seconds, these analysis would be complete and he could have his answer soon enough.

"Oi. Kid. Wake up. What happened here?"

Like a father waking his child open, Shadin would nudge Yuel and gently slap her across the cheek in order to pull the student out of her slumber. In that moment, a passing thought crossed over The Yuudeshi's mind before this helpful scene could end:

'Christ, I always do have a soft spot for these brats. Fuck me.'