Mastery of Small Manners (Solo)

Ok, she could do this. Gathering the braile books, she spend the next four hours reading about and casting the seals that had been made by others before her. Trying to get a solid, perfected grasp of their underlying principles and how they worked. That was the easy part, Kido was her child, and it sung to her such sweet tunes. The trouble came in the next part, making a new seal that did what she wanted it to do. She needed to hone the energy into form and then shave of the excess till she was left with what she needed.

Crafting wasn't new to her, she had made Gen-Kido after all, so the underlying principles had already been done by Hannah Of The Past. But that didn't make this easy, and twelve hours slipped by without notice as she twisted, poked, prodded and pulled the energy into a form that would make sense. Eventually, after some experimentation, she settled on a very basic thing. She tried to see if dynamic commands would work, but the complexity needed to have a Kido able to decide things for itself caused it to implode. So she didn't do that.

Instead, she set up a lightning-aspected marking that would power itself by drawing off ambient energy and a tiny but constant sliver of the sealed person's energy. The Kido needed to be able to do a thing without having to think about it, so she built in a special blocker that would impede certain bioelectrical impulses. In essence, making it impossible to do a certain kind of action. But that was just the beginning.

More work went into the specifics and limitations of this new Seal. Wrapping more than two of these blocks was beyond her current capability, but two was good. An intelligent person could do a lot with stopping someone from doing two things, and no doubt Lux Orior would love the capability to do this kind of thing for the more recalcitrant of the inmates. Giving another hour to this process so as to make sure it didn't explode or burn out a person's soul or something equally horrific, she would stand and stretch, going to make herself a cup of tea before her Blind Clock - it had very pronounced numbers and arms so she could clearly feel them with her sense - proclaimed that lil Shio would be getting out in ten minutes.

"What?!" Hannah exclaimed, glaring at the clock for a few moments. Surely she had not been working on this whole thing for twenty four hours. That was absurd! She would definitely have felt that kind of time go by!.....maybe.

Hastily getting a shower and a change of clothes, she expedited matters of transport by teleporting herself to the police station door. Smoothing out the dress so she didn't look a complete mess, Hannah would take a breath, and then walk in through the door. Time to showcase her capabilities once again.