Hollows, Erotica and Everything In Between (Hannah, Chizuru)

The Vizard smirked as Hannah reverted back to teacher mode when speaking about Kido. Chizuru admired her girlfriends dedication to the art and while she wasn’t exactly a slouch herself with it, the purple haired woman doubted that she’d ever reach the blonde’s level of skill. Yet, that didn’t upset the horny lesbian all that much, as she knew that her skills were focused in other directions and that in a way, it wasn’t even the Shinigami arts that were her bread and butter at all. It was her more unique talents, those that only a few could truly ever come to learn.

“Figures that you’d find multiple uses for such a dirty minded spell.” She answered in good spirits, not sure if she actually wanted to experience that particular one when Hannah spoke of it in such a way. The Vizard would hate to find herself being unable to find release when she needed it the most, after all.

“I see your point.” She added after a bit to Chizuru’s comment regarding being creative with one’s Kido.

"That said, once you do have a solid floor to stand on, creativity is very fun" Hannah would reply, sliding her hand into Chizuru's. People rarely used themselves as the medium for Tsurui Raiden for probably obvious reasons. But Kido was fun for her, so why the hell not. The electrical shocks didn't do the intended thing, it was more a tingling tickle than anything. But the intent was there.

The aircraft landed, and Hannah decided on a more creative way back home. She liked to flex her Kido after all, and this ocean could benefit from being flexed now and then. So, standing up with Chizuru still in hand, she'd give a smile and a light skip.

"So, do you speak Italian?"