Relaxation And Conversation (Kaminari, Erica)

Recent events allowed a deep well of frustration to fester within Kaminari. Competitive by nature, and full of hatred for hollowkind, the fact that she had to flee her fight with those two arrancar angered her. The child Klein and the Lion Amaranta. It was difficult to get beyond that right now. She had to get strong enough to deal with them if she ran into either again, or maybe even both. With the adrenaline pumping, and that fear of death looming over her, Kaminari had pushed herself to a limit she did not know she had. It was kind of exhilarating.

So, Kaminari found herself in one of the training grounds for her Division, but kept quite a distance from anyone else who was training. At times, she got a few onlookers, not surprising due to the things she was trying. Set in front of her were eight different training dummies, each a few feet apart. Holding out both index fingers, she took a deep breath and attempted to fire off the kido "Sho" at each of them. However, it wasn't a normal firing, but a rapid fire. By creating a stream of reiryoku that she cut off at specific times, let a "machine gun" of Sho kido fired.

Around the last three targets, however, it became unstable and she missed them. The skin on her index fingers tightened until it felt like her blood circulation was being cut off and they darkened red with blood. She waited for her hands to return to normal as she slowed the flow of reiryoku. Taking a deep breath, she examined the damage on the other five dummies. One and two had been knocked over, three and four had been turned, and five was also knocked over. It was getting better, but this backfire that threatened to amputate her fingers was a problem.

Kaminari was brought from her thoughts by an unfamiliar voice. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the vibrant looking woman eating some sort of snack. Kaminari smiled and rubbed the back of her head. "Well, yeah, heh... I'm at least trying to come up with something new." she said, flustered. "I'm trying to take some of the easier, lower level kido and enhance them in different ways. Still not right though..." Kaminari walked over to her targets and began picking them up for another try.

Kaminari quickly came to appreciate the friendly nature that her new Division member radiated. The members of her Division were almost always nice individuals, trustworthy, and easy to talk to. Her smile widened. "I'm Fourth Seat, Kaminari Hatakeyama." she said, putting the last target dummy back in place. "What brings you to the training grounds today? Thinking of getting a work out in?"

Kaminari returned a genuinely cheerful smile. This woman's demeanor was kind of contagious. "Thank you, and yeah, I just don't want it to cut off my fingers," Kaminari held up her right hand, the tips of her index and middle finger both bruised pretty badly. She chuckled about it, treating it like it really wasn't that big of a deal. Kaminari returned to her previous position in front of the set of target dummies.

Ah, she was a healer then? Kaminari smiled as she pointed her fingers back toward the targets for a second try. "Well, this might just be my lucky day then," Kaminari fired off the multitude of sho, the machine gun effect going off like before. This time, Kaminari forced more stabilization, taking a bit more risk in this casting. When she was done, all but the final target had fallen. Kaminari took a breath, smirking at that progress. It was proving that her theory was possible, but...

Kaminari turned to Erica, holding up her right hand. At this point, the fingers were fully blue, their color only starting to return because the now ripped skin has loosened enough to bleed out. "Do you mind?" Kaminari asked sheepishly. Erica was a healer, and it was helpful to have someone like her around when you were taking a few risks with your training. Kaminari was a healer as well, but healing herself had always been a challenge. "I'm definitely not testing your kaido skill."

Kaminari watched Erica closely. She had a strong knack for energy sensing and control, a bit of a master in both. This allowed her to really get a sense of Erica's reiryoku. She did have a gentle touch, a trait Kaminari assumed was inherited from Erica's personality. She definitely appreciated the soothing feeling. Her pain lessened enough she almost forgot it was there. That was impressive.

"Having a skilled healer around wouldn't be a bad idea," Kaminari said, an idea popping in her mind. "If you ever want to practice your kaido on more extensive wounds, try teaming up with someone who is training in dangerous techniques. Imagine trying that," Kaminari pointed her thumb back to the dummies, "On shakkaho. It'd likely be most of my arm. Your skill, my recklessness, and we both get to train. So, please, stick around as long as you can tolerate me Haha."

"And of course, if you ever want me to return the favor, I'd be glad to. Just ask when you need it." Kaminari truly did not like bragging, which is why she didn't mention it. However, she was one of the more skilled healers in the Gotei, having even developed a couple of kaido herself. She was the only shinigami she knew of that could restore a limb, or provide regeneration to another person.

Kaminari took a look at her healed hand and smiled. The pain was gone, the skin was repaired, and there was no bruising. Her hand was back to perfection. "I take shifts at the hospital occasionally, so you likely will!" Kaminari smiled and held up her hand, wiggling her fingers like she was asked. "Great job. I don't feel a thing left over, and the skin is like new. You're giving me more time to practice!"

Kaminari aimed her fingers toward the targets again, even though they were already knocked down. "You wanna know what gave me this idea?" Kaminari said and then began firing off the machine-gun-sho again. She hit targets, but seemed to be having more fun than before, like she relaxed and wasn't super focused. "The world of the living's old action and science fiction movies. They're pretty great."

Of course, as she brough her hand back in view again, the bruising started back up. With the injury Erica could see here, it was clear that she had probably fired off six or seven of these before Erica showed up. So, she had been tearing her own hand up trying to get the reiryoku usage right. She kept the number of shots consistent, but the backfire was complicating her success. "I need to figure this part out..."