A Girl's Time in Naruki [OPEN, ND/NM] Sept 19, 2018 9:48:14 GMT
Post by Shiro Inazuma on Sept 19, 2018 9:48:14 GMT
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Of course Mr. Rose wouldn't always be around. She didn't expect him to be, and god forbid she'd ever be the kind of person to haphazardly accept hand holding. In all honesty he was probably the best tutor she could have hoped to have. That didn't mean she'd go without enjoying some free time every once in a while. With time to herself and an allowance that far exceeded anything she'd ever expected from her parents, Shiro was left with two options. Stay in Las Noches while he was away and train herself, or come back to the human world for a visit and freshen up by obtaining a much needed set of wardrobe attire for herself. Whether Mr. Rose had noticed it or not, Shiro had been helping herself to a bit of her own secret training. She'd obtained most of the information she'd needed about his portaling ability through simple observation. Until recently it'd been a feasible impossibility for her to pass between the human realm and that of the hollows without Mr. Rose's personal aid.
Today that improbability was no longer improbable. While Mr. Rose was out doing whatever it was he needed to do, Shiro would make her way to the human world and eliminate some of the exorbitant allowance burning holes in her pockets. Donning her regular armor, Shiro pulled over a set of loose fitting clothes to conceal it. Even if it was still the normal human world she was familiar with, she was no longer among the normal citizens who still wandered around. Being careful just in case wouldn't hurt. Unfortunately she'd relinquished her chosen sword unto Mr. Rose after he'd announced an intent to improve it for her. She hoped to experience this enhancement process but hadn't yet inquired about when he would actually begin nor had she asked about the means with which he intended to accomplish such a feat.
Picking up her backpack, Shiro traversed to just outside the main entrance to Las Noches. It was probably not a required move on her part but then tearing dimensional holes inside of someone else's home didn't seem to be a very polite thing to do. In a burst of electrified Reiatsu, Shiro released her power. Energy arced up into her hands, forming a sword based on the energies she now exuded.
With a single vertical sweep of the sword, the girl forced energy into the air in front of her to produce a sizeable tear large enough for herself to pass through. It would only last but a few seconds but that was more than enough for her to safely enter through and be on the other side by the time it closed up again. And pass through she did. This was one venture she hadn't exactly informed Mr. Rose about. But then since when did she have to ask permission to be free to do the things she wanted to do? Besides going shopping for some fashion sensible attire was something he'd previously suggested her to do anyway...
"Ah... figures..." Shiro sighed once she'd passed through the portal, looking up at the school building before her. She could pick her destination to some degree but it seemed to be limited to places she could effectively visualize through memory. This building was one of her more recent ventures and a place she now attended whenever she wasn't training with Mr. Rose. She much preferred this place to the other, her home. Nothing more than a dilapidated mess of it's once former glory. Shiro shook her head, ridding herself of the depressive thoughts threatening to ruin her mood. Now was the time to look forward to some personal, get fashionable time. Thinking about her parents or Sayuri or anything else that was now in her past would do her no good anyway.
Shiro was relieved she'd chosen to wait until the weekend for her venture. It meant no one was around the school at this time so it was highly unlikely anyone had noticed her appearance coming out from the void of space itself. Unlike her tutor and other spiritual entities, she had to be careful where she used this ability since she was still in possession of a physical body, and very much capable of being noticed.