Let's Revisit Some Things [Private/Hakuyou]

Hakuyou Shiba was a man of many things, some better than others, but one of those things was an astute student. In all his time within the West Branch or East Branch he made it a habit to remain sharp in his skill, trying to gain information as best he could. A noble mind was one of the things needed to be an exemplar, and to possess such a mind required a voracious appetite for self improvement. So he'd have made some inquiries for how a man in his position may sharpen and refine skills which needed it.

He had come to learn Shino Academy had progressed to a point to suit his needs. So with that being said he'd find his way to the school, having been directed to the current Kido captain for her universal skill in shinigami abilities. The tall amber eye'd male would walk into the room as the class ended, when she turned around to greet him. He'd offer a stoic bow before standing at his full six feet, six inches. His hand resting on his gun belt to address it before speaking.

"Hello, Liana-san; I apologize for the sudden disturbance. My name is Shiba Hakuyou, I've recently returned to the Gotei from a few hundred years trip to a location called West Branch. You may have began, or read, my report of it." The man would explain carrying that almost objective voice, if it wasn't for the constant stream of earnestness in his voice.

"I am reacquiring, and sharpening my skills. Considering things have changed drastically, I wish to improve myself- for my family and to secure a captaincy." The man would offer a thin smile, a small thing but real. The idea of returning to the academy did... invigorate him.

"Of course, I apologize once again if I have found the wrong person."

"All I could ask if you try your utmost, and you have already assured me of that. The rest, lies upon me the student, Unohana-sensei." The man would reply in kind expressing a genuine intent to learn. His head bow'd in respect for a moment, despite being her senior in age. She would be his senior in the fields he needed to sharpen over time. But he'd none the less speak to her.

"Truthfully, I'd like an overview of all the core fundamentals. I believe I am have some skill in Kido and Zanjutsu, with acceptable results in Shunpo, but I certainly lack in Hakada." The man would reply without hiding anything approaching it from an almost clinical view, approaching her to within a reasonable range. No point in talk from across the room. Once he arrived he'd add on.

"Of course, I know asking such a thing is time consuming and would best be done if an assessment of my skills were made by yourself academically."

"I would enjoy that very much, Unohana-sensei." The man would offer a bow of his head in thanks, defaulting to her judgement on such a matter. "I would think exploring my fundamentals as a whole would be ideal. Shall you lead the way, sensei?" The man would ask her as his head came back up.

While their communication was very relaxed and formal, he appreciated she wasn't shocked at his desire to learn. A healthy appetite for knowledge and practice often could make up for lack of skill, and was key to maintaining a noble mind and heart. To become lax, or rely upon his title, would be tandem to accepting the disgrace which was thrown upon his family. So with that settled a thin smile came onto his lips, that small fire of hope within his heart.. grew.

Hakuyou's expert kido skills allow'd him to gaze at the summons, for lack of better words, and immediately brought aware of their nature. But he held so many questions in this regard, in no way kido he's seen before. As he saw her prepare such thing he made mental notes, regarding the flow of energy or even the maintenance of such a type of spell. Did it run of it's own energy, was it maintain through a connection, etc? As they arrived at they walked to their destination he'd offer a smile of some humbleness.

"I am happy you answer your questions, Sensei. I must admit the culture was vastly different than what we have within the soul society. While many of the premises was the same, such as a governing organization, they adopted more of a western philosophy. Democratic councils, promotion through merit than one's birth, and what not." The man would pause for a moment as if grasping for the right words. As he rested a hand on his gun belt he spoke once more.

"One's birth was not the end all, but it mattered. As for the dragons, yes we hold a more symbiotic relationship. Dragons are creatures which we try to protect, cultivate. They can be viewed as pets, or perhaps livestock. Their sentience are there, and at times it isn't. Wing Bind, the organization which saw over it all; was mostly relegated to two branches. The Conversation and Protection Agency which as it's names implied made such dragons where protected; and the other being Sabers. They hunted corrupted dragons, dragons who ate humans or looked to do harm." The man paused.

"I have held positions within both, they've been keeping to themselves with the reopening of relations. Trying to adapt themselves. They wish to stay out of the earth conflicts I hear." He'd explain as the sound of his shoes seemed to keep even pace with her own, before finally shifting amber eyes down to her.

"I do have a question myself, your kido work is impressive. I've never seen Kido constructed in such a way, the flow of energy being masterful even. I wasn't able to discern the connections of their energy off first glance, but I have to assume the stability of their connections come from a connect to you; autonomous to a degree but relying upon a host- that being you. Remarkable, I'd love to talk about the specifics of such Kido once day; perhaps even mimic it if you find my skills worthy enough."

"What classifies a dragon?" The man would repeat the question for a bit muelling such a thing over, before nodding. "Dragons I would say are spiritual beings, much in the vein of hollows. Perhaps if one was to study one they may find a common casualty to them both; but where say a squirrel differs from a rats. There is a common spiritual substance, or thing, which connects them. " The man would explain casually, somewhat going into depth about the spiritual strains- how the make of dragons are share some type of 'genetic' to it with variations.

He'd go on for a good while before ceasing once she got the general idea, while not particularly articulate he had a great knowledge from sheer study. "I see I see! The connects, I can briefly feel them, seemed to be reinforced quite well. I suppose it would be hard to devise a kido to break such bonds, but not impossible. I must say, undoing this spell may prove harder than replicating it. But perhaps I shall, Sensei, given enough time and tenacity. Anything is possible with those two." The man would offer before examining the creation once more, a keen mind examining not only the kido formation- but the simply behaviour of such a creature.

"I almost wonder if hollows, and the creation of a hollow soul, is almost a natural evolution for the human. Perhaps dragons, are but human souls who undertook a different path. I once read a study on the belief of ley lines, metaphysical or energy connections which may alter the world around one. This is all theory of course, but perhaps the geography of a region can determine the evolution of a human soul. As they say, legends are but tales which do not fit neatly within the pages of history."