For the last three hours, Hannah had been staring at the Asauchi in front of her. Jizen was not any faster because you had done this whole song and dance before, but also she wasn't fully hearted. She was anxious, jittering and worried. Peach was still out there, still cared for her, but would a new Asauchi change that? It wasn't like she could ask anyone, or anything. She just needed to learn by doing and see what happened. If the worst happened, she could always just rip out her heart and throw Peach away again.
Ha. Like that'd ever happen.
The next hour passed silently, but then there was a spark. She heard something. Opening her eyes, she was in an abyss. No spiritual imput, or output, just nothingness.
" was a soft voice. Barely audible, but still just enough to bring Hannah to tears. She was finally back, finally here again. Her heart swelled with emotion and determination. She would do anything she could to get her spirit back to her.
Losing focus, Hannah was jolted out of her meditation. Though there was a hum to the Asauchi now. A gentle, loving murmur of appreciation. Standing up and grasping the hilt of the blade, she used a modified Sho to clear the apartment's floor space. Anything that broke could just be fixed by her, she was that good of a medic these days.
Sliding her foot back, her head hurt as she started to recoil days of Shin'o. Even then, she was poor with her sword, but did it diligently anyway. Slowly flowing through the stances as she poured her energy into the Asauchi, Hannah would feel a softly rebuilding connection. This sword was her sword, her Zanpaktou.
She got caught up in the kata and went through every drill she had ever learned in Shin'o, ending up drenched in sweat and throbbing in pain by the end of it. Muscle fatigue was hard to relieve with Kaido, so she simply dragged herself to the couch and flopped on it.
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