Don't Blow a Fuse [Sol/Bambietta]

Sol was becoming a model student at Shino, from his participations on sports teams to his own private studies: He was really gaining a grasp of the fundementals. Enough that he had taken a job as a tutor for some of the other students, particularly in Hoho. Its why he was here today, here being one of the dojos provided by the school for training of this type. A long room with a surprising amount of movement, and padding, for Hoho mishaps.

The former professional fighter was currently placing his long hair into a ponytail while sitting on the ground, tattoo'd arms revealed by his robe sliding down. Despite some problems in the streets, Sol was actually adapting pretty well. Everything was more or less a distraction from the problem that was Chidori. If he wanted to provide a good example to his kids, he'd need to be able to stand on his own two feet.

His hands lowered as he began to stretch, waiting for today's student. When the door of the Dojo opened, he'd call out without looking. His leg placed forward as he attempted to touch his toes with his hands:

"Yo, just warming up with some stretching." He'd comment as he took a deep breath, before exhaling preparing to turn around to greet his student for today.

"Nothin' crazy. We're gonna focus on your flow of spiritual energy, and adopting proper stances. Don't worry about speed, right now getting down the motions are important. And not pulling any muscles."

He'd laugh as he began to stand up, turning around to face her. His face was momentarily filled with surprise, before he quickly shook it away replace with a smile. He expected one of the usual's but she was entirely new, maybe a new student of some type. But the emblems on her hat where unmistakable, that of his homeland. He'd remove his phone, as he seemingly searched for something.

"I'll starter a five-minute timer for stretching, sorry it's a bit mundane. Any music preferences?" He'd inquire waiting, provided she said no preference he'd probably throw on one of his playlists, which were some lofi-vibes. Hey, it was supposed to be calm so no rock music today. "Ah, shit almost forgot. Joshua Palliser, nice to meet you." He'd extend a hand as he set his phone aside.

"Bet."

The young man would remark clearly pleased with her answer, instead of the more relaxing music he switched it to something a bit heavier. Just some indie bands but nothing that might be too jarring for the senses, he preferred it that way. But with that being said he'd clap his hands together, rubbing together.

Provided she wasn't like wholly inflexible, or physically incompetent, the stretches he'd take her through were intensive but nothing crazy. As it turned out, she was pretty flexible. Nice. He hadn't need to worry about running to get a medic least she tear some muscle.

"Yeah, I mean is there anything specifically you want to focus on? I know people usually have one area of the skill that might be holding them up, be it energy flow or kinda understanding how to navigate while in Hoho." He'd ask from his seated position, his legs sprayed out as he leaned down the middle. His long hair which was in a pony tail seemed to fall over on of his shoulders.

"I remember when I was first gettin' use to this, and I just absolutely whiffed the control aspect. Right through the wall. Wasn't very kosher, at all."

"Control, huh. That'll be a bit hard."

It was one of the more common issues, but definitely one of the harder to solve. A lack of control manifested it way in tons of way, but usually had some underlying issue. And that wouldn't be solved in one session likely. But they had to start somewhere, and this might be the first step to really getting this woman on the path to getting her power in order. With that he'd bring a tattoo'd hand to his jaw rubbing at it slightly.

"Alright, I want two things from you. First, I want you to just attempt a try at Hoho as natural as it comes." He'd instruct as he stepped off to the side, his eyes definitely focused on her. His eyes narrowing slightly as he looked, and felt, for the subtle way her energy was manipulated and utilized. "Secondly, I want you to slowly walk me through the steps while you do it one step at a time. This should help you dial in your focus and your control."

For all of Sol's faults, and weaknesses, there was a certain passion for helping people. Rather, he enjoyed the technical problems tutoring and coaching provided. It was extremely self-fulfilling to be able to bring the best out of people, and also allowed him to better his own combat style.

"As for Kido, between me and you, shit's lame. I rather throw a punch, any day of the week." A laugh left his lips, clearly in jest and good spirits.

“Ah my bad. I meant one after the other.”

He’d offer an apologetic smile to her, figuring it might be good to provide her some insight into his reasons. He’d walk across the mat towards one of the walls out of her path, lifting a hand as he explained speaking with it.

“What I’m trying to gauge on this first one, the flow and feeling of your spiritual energy. Look for any obvious flaws or whatever may have you. After that, going through step by step should be a good foundation to build off.” He’d explain as he lowered his hand, before letting out a chuckle at the Kido comment. Of course, she’d be a kido fan while he was more of a brawler.

“I can see that, the usages for it are pretty varied. While it’s not my preferred, I think a good shinigami needs a strong understanding of it. I’d recommend speaking with Captain Liana, if you haven’t. She does some guest classes, if you haven’t seen them.” He’d offer figuring that if she had an interest in Kido, then that would be the best person to talk to. “Just remind me after this to get you the schedule, if you need it.”

With that, he’d wait for her to follow his instructions.