Under Recover [Ajora/Mirai]

An incident in the soul society.

It had certainly been fascinating to hear about. Not a word she used openly, well aware that for most, it was a shaking experience. With a bit of digging, she had determined that this was beyond abnormal. That such an attack was not heard of, at least not without some considerable force behind it. Invasions, direct attacks? Sure. But this was something so much more...punctuated. No enemies. Some even were wondering if it were some kind of accident. Certainly Sixth division was keeping the investigation close to chest. And of course, with all of this happening, Ajora found herself being put to use. Perhaps that had always been the plan, but she felt the energy about her work now as she trained, that there was purpose behind things. Before it had felt.... obligatory? For whatever reason, Yuuto had brought her into the squad. PErhaps to watch on her. Or perhaps he truly intended for her to be a large part of his squad. But she had imagined it was a toe into the world the Fifth operated within.

But now with those she trained with, there was an energy of purpose. As if at any time, ALL of them would be on the move.

IT was in the midst of such thoughts that Ajora noticed a familiar spiritual pressure. She slipped into the room as those needles hit their marks. Her steps were light and silent, shifting into the room. It was hardly masterful work, but she had certainly taken well to the instructions by her stealth mentor.

"You seem a little distracted." She spoke up from off to the side, perhaps even startling the woman, Ajora tilted her head slightly. Her amber eye affixed to Mirai as she seemed to be taking a short breather. "I think I've seen you before. Miss ...Takamatsu, yes? I'm a bit surprised. I thought I had heard you'd been injured." She mused. She didn't have access to the reports, but a few of the squad members had certainly been discussing the incident.

Ajora watched as the woman collected the needles, but didn't seem intent on engaging in conversation. Her head canting a bit to the side as she made note of the woman's intent. That sharp response certainly lent itself to the woman's mood, and she supposed that was reasonable. Given the circumstances. All the same, Ajora gently gave a small dip of her head.

"I apologize. I'm still getting ... used to all of this. My name is Ajora. I'm actually somewhat new to the squad. Please, don't let me disturb you. I just came her to train a bit. But I don't mind waiting until you're finished." She noted softly and promptly moved off to the side to take a seat. Taking a moment to sit down and simply observe out of Mirai's way. After all, with the way the woman had bristled at her, she had no intention of forcing things. If the woman wanted to fixate on training, she would wait until they were done. If nothing else, it would be a learning experience to observe the woman's training methods.

After all, it seemed as if nobody would really be free enough to provide her much training. She'd simply have to make do with observation for now.

Ajora smiled softly at that, but simply sat herself at the edge of the area as she allowed her gaze to affix to Mirai, quite pointedly making no move to partake in her own training, quite intent on observing the other woman rather. Though as the woman introduced themselves, she gave a polite little nod. Simply waiting for the woman to resume her training, after all, with that harsh little verbal biting before, she had no intention of unintentionally getting in the woman's way during their adjacent practice. Much better to simply wait until the woman was finished with whatever was going on with her.

That said, the question caused Ajora to raise a brow.

"It's been some time since I trained with anyone. I'm still in the academy, I honestly haven't been in it for very long. I joined this Winter. However, Captain Hisakawa asked that I consider the Stealth Division. I have yet to actually really meet anyone else in the division. The recent incident has had everyone rather busy. As for what I've been wanting to train, nothing in particular. I haven't really had the chance to receive much direction in what areas I should be improving." She stated simply.

Ajora's eyes shifted as she tracked the motion of the needles, an idle interest shown as she watched the motions, certainly rather intrigued in her choice of practice. High precision weapons, though admittedly limited in their usefulness. Against human targets they would certainly suffice so long as there wasn't some sort of regeneration, hollows on the other hand had such wild anatomy and physiology they wouldn't be quite as effective for the purpose of striking vitals. Still, she supposed this was a matter of training precision and coordination she imagined. Lazily noting the angles, the points of release, the force behind them. All as she watched in silence. Though hardly for long.

"I have a suspicion that there may be an avenue for me to graduate from the academy before the year is over. So I imagine that may very well be the case." She stated simply enough, slowly standing up for a moment as she raised her arms, lacing her fingers together as she stretched her frame, tensing for just a moment before slowly lowering her arms and letting out a slow, cleansing breath.

"I would be quite happy to train with you. I have a number of subjects I've studied extensively. Though I suppose, if any subject outside of my Zanpaku'to were put to light. I imagine that Hakuda would likely be my weakest subject." She noted softly, glancing at the asauchi at her hip. Certainly she'd been putting a bit of effort into the item for some time now. Especially with recent events. But that had not quite borne fruit yet. Not the kind she was hoping for. She sensed.....something within the object, but as it were, she didn't have the equipment to really probe into it. Yet.

Ajora watched calmly as the woman peeled away the belt they had been using and seemed to contemplate the situation. "None. I've made observations and mirrored some motions here and there. And rest assured, I do have a rudimentary grasp of Hakuda, simply not one at the level that I'm satisfied with." She confessed, adding a bit more perspective to the situation as she glanced toward the training manniken that she was being directed toward.

For a moment she considered just how much she should show. But then again, the woman was a teacher, and so there was no point in occluding her capabilities. The woman would need to know what she was working with in order to know how to assist. And so Ajora walked up to the training dummy itself and took a moment to eye it. Noting the spots that had been the target of Mirai's own training and taking up a stance. It was fundamental at best. The woman's form was what one might expect from a beginner, or more adequately: what one might expect from perhaps an average shino student graduating from the academy. Something that might allow one to pass the bare minimum required for shinigami. It wasn't particularly stable, bit it was still there.

In the very next moment, her frame blurred. For most? It would have seemed like she had used shunpo or something similar. But to someone with similar speed capabilities, Mirai would expressly see that Ajora was simply moving very fast. As fast as Mirai herself might have been capable of, as she delivered a straight punch straight into the chest of the dummy. And with a single, sheer burst of reiryoku through her arm, she plowed her fist clean through the center of the dummy. That rudimentary hakuda expertise amplifying the speed and strength of the strike. Cracks slithered across the dummy's frame, before the back promptly was blown out, chunks of dummy dropping to the floor.

To Mirai? Her Hakuda would be absolutely baseline permissable. Though it certainly SEEMED more impressive than it actually was, by virtue of Ajora's natural speed and strength.