Artist: Makio Iuchi - Song: The Rising One - Word Count: 1093
A touch was all that The Albino needed in order to understand something wasn't quite right with this child. When these two made physical contact with one another, the spiritual senses of Shadin screamed to him that a broken force lay within Selia's embodiment. It was enough to almost make him almost look at her in total shock with how "IN YOUR FACE" this feeling was. How could he have been so oblivious to this shattered and distorted self? Was he just losing his instinct and perception?
Sure, the t-shirt she was adorning was giving off some wickedly powerful energy, but to him not having armor in this day and age was just plain ridiculous. When you aren't a walking powerhouse, you needed to do everything within your reach and grasp to protect yourself. Ergo, he saw fit to look past that garment and sense the deeper abnormality that her body was pulling himself into. As it is for this reason that his hand unfolded itself and rested on her head as if he was giving her a pat. This was done so that he could have a greater attachment to the girl and peer deeper into her spirit to understand what was wrong.
And, upon doing so, the sounds of shackles and chains started echoing within his mind as he couldn't shake the feeling that something, or perhaps, someone, was trapped within her soul. This conclusion came to pass within his mind because there were two similar, but different spiritual signatures churning about within her insides. It whispered to him, pulled at him and yearned for The Yuudeshi to press forward and release her from the depths of this imprisonment. . . .
It is at that moment that he understood just what his duty was. Much like many of the Ziamichi he had helped freed, sealed and otherwise contain; this girl required the same level of extensive soul modification and healing as they did. As more than anything else, Selia seemed quite oblivious and ignorant as to what was mutating within her soul. This then indicated to Shadin that perhaps the child before him wasn't quite her true form. The secondary nature within her either had to be some form of alternative spirit, a link her true self or some other kind of messed up equation.
Nevertheless, he'd never get anywhere just mulling this over inside of his rapidly thinking head. Action needed to be taken in order to make sure that this child was well taken care of and tended to. Hence, he would move his right arm away from her head as it began to radiate and shine with a powerful white glow. If Selia had any form of awareness she could more than likely sense the imaginative nature overflowing from it. For inside of this light were the proprieties of Imaginary Computation being infused into it.
He was programming a profuse amount of intricate formulas within his mind to inscribe into his energy. By infusing these complex blueprints to his spiritual power, he hoped to use that energy as a medium to bridge the gap between the physical and spiritual in order to pull into her soul. As he could envision these effects, and then his energy could help to bring these thoughts materialized into an actual force in order to induce change upon the world around him.
Then, once this was process finalized, the plan would be that he was going to yank and yank upon the chains of her heart until the inner-self within Selia was hauled to the surface and given a chance to retain control of her body. At least, that was the goal he envisioned. Anything could go wrong and he equally anticipated that failure. Yet, regardless of the risks, it needed to pursued and he had faith in his ability to see it through to success.
Therefore, while Selia was busy talking it up with him, he could once again hear that voice pleading for him to set her free and it only provided more motivation for The Beast to act. However, before he could, Shadin would utilize his spiritual energy in order to gravitate the box of cookies she offered with him through the feat of telekinesis. Since his left arm was still lodged within his cane, and his right was acting as a channel for his power, it was only natural that it had to be put to the side and levitated upon The Yuudeshi's right shoulder.
"If you want to help people, then you need to first start with helping yourself."
That was the first and gruff response he would give to the chipper kid as he looked at her with quite the perplexed look in his eye. Her entire soul screamed in pain, yet there wasn't the slightest look of anguish despite a confused look when that "other" voice spoke. It made The Yuudeshi went to peer deeper and further into Selia as he gritted his teeth.
"Yeah, yeah. The name is Shadin Yuudeshi and it's fine and well to meet you. However, I need to do something to fix you. Your body is entirely out of wack, kid. Stand still and let me make it better."
Straight and to the point, he didn't want to waste anymore time as this feeling was wholly nagging at his body. Even if she protested at this point, the speed in which he moved could undoubtedly reach her bare chest before Selia had much of a chance to react. Then, once his right hand was moved to her chest, he could tenderly tap it and seek to open a white vortex upon her body.
If this action was allowed to take place, then he'd drag his right hand straight through the hole and reach into the depths of her inner world. In doing so The Beast would hope to grab on to the unstable core within herself, pull on it's spiritual chain and yank it back into place. As, his intention was to induce a swift evolution of the self by restoring this broken spirit back to it's proper standing through the ungodly prowess of Imaginary Computation.
Therefore, the only thing he could do at this point was stand -- and wait. But not before uttering this final comforting word:"And don't worry, I'll be sure to eat the cookies AFTER this is over. You have my promise, kid."