Quincy's Big Game Hunt[Natasha, Johann]

"Wolke and Heizen, eh? A man of tradition. I like it."

Natasha took the time to pull out a small notepad from her coat pocket. Pulling a pen from her pants, she wrote down each note with a playful amusement in her eyes. As a former soldier, it was always a good feeling to learn and adapt potential knowledge to the battlefield. After all, she'd resolved that she would do her best to continue improving so she could protect those she cared about most, her peers and amigos included.

Johann certainly didn't need no protecting, but he was plenty important too. Much like Johann, she wondered about how well the traditional spells would apply to her bullet shell idea. Pointing a pen in his direction with a playful smile, Natasha started relaying what her intentions were for the vision she was crafting here.

"Those two are welcomed ideas, though. I reckon my base vision for this has consistently revolved around using Ginto modified into bullet shells. Each round revolves around a different way of applyin' my spells. I'm a sharpshooter at heart and a former soldier, so I figured I should play around with the concept and test these ideas out in live action. I don't imagine they'll be the most intricately built, and I might get some assistance from those in the Steingruft, but it's a start."

Natasha would spin her pen around as she offered her idea.

"For example, I think something like Kruezen and Sprenger would be amazing, but only one of those could potentially work well when applied to bullets. The nature of kinetic energy and how they would interact with my shells could make for a mighty fierce combo. Sprenger... well that one doesn't use Ginto. It uses Seele. Ah! Maybe I could see about the Steingruft craftin' me some smaller seeles. I'd have to modify my spirit weapon to use it as a projectile, but I think when it comes to penetratin' a tough defense, it could do wonders. Thoughts?"

He noticed the notepad from the corner of his vision, and as he listened to her speak while she wrote, smiling softly to himself. He felt a small bit of pride well in his chest at the appreciation for his insistence on tradition, but, his mind was more focused on the ideas she was presenting. Incorporating Gebut into a firearm-style Spirit Weapon was a sound theory, but the problem was the spells themselves.

Many of the spells that were known through the Quincy were rather difficult to adapt naturally to other mediums. There was a lot of creativity involved, and leaning toward the Steingruft was not a bad call, especially with the possibility of smaller sized Seele. So, as he made a turn, Johann finally spoke his mind.

"It's a sound enough theory," He said, giving a light nod. "However, Sprenger is a bit difficult because it's not a spell, but a ritual."

They weren't too far from the manor at this point, but there were still a few lights to pass through, and one had just turned red. Johann came to a stop, bringing a hand to his chin as he waited, taking the time to think.

"Using them as a base for development is a good first step," He mumbled, moving his hands back to the wheel. "However, I would also recommend you write down what you want to accomplish with this outside of the traditional spells."

"Can't deny that, I reckon. Some spells simply don't work well with my idea, precisely because of their ritual-focused nature. Nah, I think the better bet would be devotin' my energy and know-how to craftin' my own unique spells. Employ stuff that allows me to act quickly and at a moment's notice. Short and sweet incantations that don't come out like a mouthful. Mhm. I think that'd be plenty fine as a base."

And the rest could almost assuredly be extra dressing around the overall framework. Add a unique principle to what already exists. Use what exists to create new techniques. She was gifted with an immense talent for this thing, and nothing would please her more than to use these methods to protect her loved ones. Writing down her notes, Natasha would return the notepad to her back as she clicked her pen against her leg. What was a good title? Somethin' magical would work. Every concept needed a name right? Ah, it clicked. She reckoned a great one would be...

"Arcane Vessels. Has a nice ring to it, don'tcha think?"

Once she'd decided on a name, the rest of the car ride was spent reminiscing on the bygone days of the past. From the time they first met, to the times she needed a shoulder to lean on in her darkest hour, Johann had been something of a common fixture in her life, and even in his old age, she doubted that would change any time soon.

When things die down, she'd like to spend another outing like this with him again, and who knows? She could bring one of her three amigos along. They could always learn how to hunt, even if they always had the comfort of her home to rely on. Exiting the car, Natasha would walk beside Johann as they stepped toward the doors of the Arant estate. Quietly marveling at the solemn nature of his own, Natasha rapped a fist at the door. Emma would come soon, and she'd get a big hug from her appointed niece. Turning to Johann as the door opened, Natasha clapped her hands together. Ah! There was one more thing she needed to mention...

"Uncle Jo, you know about Kokuto, right? I know our views of demons ain't too bright, but that fella's a genuinely good man at heart and wants nothin' more than to be a loyal soldier to the Vandenreich's name. Know anyone that could assist me in helpin' this man potentially become a Quincy?"

And then the door opened...

"Ah, nevermind. We can talk about it when we're grillin' the meat. Anyway, howdy Auntie Emma! Long time no see!"

Like that, the sun would set on an afternoon well spent amongst family.