Oh so you wanna go bitch? [Shiori]

Nessa exited her final step and barely suppressed the repulsion upon her face. Really, Blodeuwen? Behind that simpering smile, Vanessa couldn't help but feel the woman possessed a cruel hateful spirit. At least that was how it seemed given how she had treated her blue-haired underling. She recognised Shiori from their stint in the Second Division as well as now having been transferred to the Kido Corps. How was it fair that she had been allowed to go back to the 2nd as a representative!? She felt her blood boiling even further but contained her rage behind a pristinely calm, pale face. She swept her hair back, feeling validated in having washed it earlier after all the stuff that had gotten onto her. Currently, Nessa was a vision of beauty and grace.

"Mistress Hirashi sent you?" she asked brusquely, extending her gauntleted hand for a firm, but not quite excessively so, handshake with her co-worker; if she accepted it. Her pride wouldn't let her frustration get the better of her... Not yet, anyhow. Trying to remember the message of the Jigokucho, unable to recall if she had been instructed particularly what they were meant to be learning, Nessa hoped Shiori had some inkling or something. Her blasted chaotic reiatsu, which was spiking and receding even now like a fickle tide, gave her no clue as to what Shiori's strength was like relative to her own and whether they would be learning side-by-side or whether one would be teaching the other.

"How are our friends in the second division, Shiori?" she asked, biting back the envy in her voice with little success.

Vanessa grimaced as Shiori offered for her to come visit. She'd felt strangely awkward about that since being declined the 2nd squad representative position. In fact this whole scenario seemed way too awkward and was definitely something the Soshi had cooked up to fuck with them. Regardless, they had to train. It seemed, however, that the Soshi had expected them to do their own thing as Shiori voiced the question Vanessa had just had on her mind. Her reiatsu gave a wobble of annoyance but resolved that they would at least get something out of this meeting.

"Oh great." she said with a sardonic sneer. "So we're told to come meet up and take time out of our duties and yet given nothing. What a monumental waste of time." she opined, frustrated. She was annoyed at Blodeuwen but she couldn't help but feel generally irate at Shiori, because she was the one who was here. "If you can't tell; no. I was given no instruction. What's the highest number kido you know?" she asked unabashedly. Nessa had quickly discovered that this was the way to generate a shitflinging contest in the Kido Corps, but she also had to ask otherwise she had no idea how god damned strong literally anyone else was because her ability to control her reiatsu had been so devastated by her zanpakuto.

Vanessa nodded thoughtfully at Shiori's note about increasing the highest number of the kido she knew. Vanessa was adept enough at kido now that she felt confident in being able to learn spells up to the nineties in range though she would be unwise to skimp on the incantations for such abilities. The highest numbered kido she knew by heart was fifty three though which was a damn sight lower. Pursing her lips solemnly as Shiori mentioned bakudo; Vanessa felt more confident with Hado but whatever, the shinigami scratched her pointed chin with the gauntlet.

"Which kido?" she asked a little impatiently at Shiori's crypticness. She wasn't here to fuck around, she was here to do what she had to in order to count as having fulfilled her duties and then get back to living. She'd happily teach Shiori a kido if need be but she didn't really have time to babysit. She only just caught Shiori's drift about comparing notes; but Nessa wasn't able to commit to any particular course of action until she actually knew what Shiori had in mind. Her eyebrows were raised and she waited for Shiori to tell her what exactly she had in mind for them to learn.

"Drink from the overflowing cup! Sate your thirst on the cursed wine of the gods, and blanket yourself in white funeral chrysanthemums!" Nessa quoted the Kido's incantation, by the book. It was a kido that was easily within her grasp to master. She nodded slightly, pursing her lips. She scanned her head for how it was executed. The key was weighted reiatsu; the petals had to be heavy, and so they were incredibly condensed. "I always trip over the word chrysanthemums." she admitted cautiously. "Do you remember the incantation? It's better when learning kido to make sure you've got that a hundred percent, then focus on forming your reiatsu the correct way separately before putting them together. Kido are the most natural expressions of Shinigami Reiatsu... So you should be able to feel when you have the reiatsu gathered correctly." she explained, before a demonstration. She focused her reiatsu in the air between them, tensing the pressure-generating muscle and working the flow of reiryoku into a white orb. However, she noticed rather quickly it wasn't quite right; she wasn't sure that she would be able to explode it into petals.

"Wait, hang on a moment." she said, before relaxing her reiatsu and allowing it to disperse harmlessly. She then tried again, forming it in such a way that the energy was made of hundreds of smaller parts. "There." she said calmly, holding the reiatsu in place. It would likely take Shiori a few tries to get it right; she seemed like she would be a little behind Nessa but not exceptionally so. All she had to do was make sure she was just a little ahead so she could parse out advice, making the process less slow for her fellow shinigami.

"No it wasn't quite." Nessa concurred. She had examined the reiatsu as Shiori had focused it. It seemed that she had maintained the right density, but with a far too large volume. It only made sense that it would be too heavy that way, and there's no way she'd be able to release it quite properly. She felt quite accomplished that she could analyze kido; she really had grown and improved a lot since joining the Kido Corps. She didn't really know Shiori from before but she sensed that she too was growing into her transfer.

"Too much reiryoku, essentially. If you fill it with too much the thing gets too heavy. Nearly there though, look; I'll go through with the kido and you can see from me how much I put in." she offered, before incanting the spell once again.

"Drink from the overflowing cup! Sate your thirst on the cursed wine of the gods, and blanket yourself in white funeral chrysanthemums!" she cried, generating the white orb of petals, before finishing the incant; "Bakudo #57 Kitai Rakka." She hadn't thought to warn Shiori, nor did she especially care. Either she was fast enough to get out of the way, or she'd get stuck underneath the petals. It would probably be a useful learning experience for her either way. A cascade of pure white feathers exploded above their heads and started to drift down sedately. They wouldn't be quite at their full strength, and wouldn't last as long as usual either; first casts seldom did.

"Should be easy enough to emulate." Vanessa turned with a smile to wherever Shiori had got to.