SCHOOL TRIP - Mini-games

A small boy awoke in this world having began the adventure known as his temporary vacation. While some members of the kidoshu gave a sigh of relief others were annoyed at how quiet Soul Society became with the little trouble maker or trouble finder around.

Not sure on what to do, he felt a bit dirty in his gigai. He had not used it in a long time and it had become all dusty and stuffy. He also noticed the hair had insects living inside it as he wondered why he did not hand it back in to the gigai cleaners in Urahara's shop. To be honest the boy had been to the shop once and saw two kids he thought would get along with him when all of a sudden a weirdo who he learnt was Urahara and a super giant muscle pervert with a suspicious moustache popped up scarring him for life and this had actually ruined one of his previous adventures to the human world.

He had mixed in with some of the middle schoolers as a bunch of strange people passed him by, he did not like the kids section it was too shallow as he roamed around he found two girls leaving what looked like a nice hot spring while some remained and for half a second his heart skipped a beat, then he shook his head and felt it could not be that guy since he had no spiritual power at all. So the boy walked for a bit realising he forgot to get changed. He went to the changing rooms and switched to his boy shorts which were really really short. He might as well have gone in his underwear but that was beside the point. He took a deep breathe of fresh air and ran towards the hot springs pool passed some girl looking like she was going to storm out as she said, "I'm pretty sure I can find Seran myself, and I full intend to do so."

He watched as the other girl called her Emi and being stupid he nearly crashed into the Emigirl as he slipped doing a side flip before splashing into the water as the waves shot up into the air as he nearly hit his head but began to float strangely as he somewhat lost consciousness as he floated slightly side ways with bubbles of air leaving his mouth.

Yaksha entered the hot springs without much ceremony, moving with a sort of primal animalistic grace and speed that brought to mind an apex predator sunning. He entered the room, eyes gazing about to scan the surroundings, to take in the many people already present. Without saying a word, he managed to convey an idea, manged to bring to the forefront of the mind the image of a lion approaching a watering hole, knowing full well it could feed on any of the creatures present, and feeling little real desire to. His shirt was slung over one shoulder, as if he were bringing a towel to the place rather than his actual clothing. His own physique was a stark contrast to Liam's; all lithe muscle rather than sculpted stuff, the kind of physique that said while he wasn't that good at lifting heavy weights, he didn't need to use anything especially heavy to be deadly.

What was it about hot springs? The heat itself, the humidity...a creature that started feeling antsy and uncomfortable at 70 degrees would subject himself to 100 in a heartbeat if there was enough moisture present. And this hot spring was just perfect, the sort of balance that brought to the forefront so many delicious things for Yaksha. He felt like such an animal right now...and he felt like there was absolutely nothing wrong with being an animal right about now. His hair was slicked back neatly, managing to hold even in this humidity, and it seemed to bring to mind nothing so much as a peacock. The sides were smoothed down nearly perfectly, not a single one out of place, plastered down...except in the very back, where a few hours of tugging and struggling with gel had left an effect somewhat akin to the aftermath of being shocked. He approached the bar slowly, his movements revealing the fine interplay of muscles beneath his flesh. He had to hand it to Seran, this body was remarkable. He sometimes spent entire days just being overwhlemed by the taste of toast. Toast, for heaven's sake!

He finally settled into a spot on the bar next to Liam, his shoulderblades flexing and tensing. As he did, the...rather impressive panorama there became clearer. All along his back, starting from the base of his spine and working its way down, there was a long, rather impressively stylized depiction of a snake's tail, coiled around a knife. As he settled and shuffled about, the snake's tail seemed to wave and move in a way that was entirely unsettling to see...and for a second or two after he stilled, as well. But surely that was a trick of the eye, right? There was no such thing as a tattoo that moved. Ink was ink, nothing more.

The snake's tail continued to travel up and around his shoulder, towards his left hand. At the very top of his shoulder, there were a pair of long, impressive looking bat wings coming up from the scale, once more flapping noiselessly when he flexed or gestured, bringing the entire tattoo to life as muscles-surely muscles and nothing more- flexed and tensed and settled to a resting position. As it neared his shoulder, there were a few flowers growing from between the scales, poking up in an eerily beautiful display. It finished at his knuckles, where the snake itself rested, looking on with an incredible sense of malevolence imprinted on its face. Its yellow, slitted eyes were resting solely over two fingers...fingers that lacked any knuckles entirely, simply rounded stubs at the end. As if he had suffered a very impressive and very surgical accident at some point. The third finger had itself been chopped down to the second knuckle, it seemed.

"Seran. I hope your establishment is a little more lax than some others. I swear, I can't even find a place willing to let me soak in the waters as soon as I roll up my sleeve."

He turned slowly, his eyes widening as he took in the man right next to him, as if seeing him for the first time, and surprised at what he saw.

"Holy shit, you're letting kids within 30 feet of the hard stuff. Yeah, I'd say that's lax enough for me."

After feeling a strange warm taste in his mouth as bubbles were flying out of his mouth he opened his eyes as he sank beneath the water before popping his head up with a light voice going, "Haaaahh!!!" which while loud sounded like a little boy or even girl had just taken a loud and deep breathe in before coughing a bit. He did not fully understand and then remembered he had to be careful of drowning even though he was not really a human anymore, he took a few breathes as his heart was racing before sneezing as he blushed embarrassed before laying forward and swimming inside the hot spring water.

Swimming in a hot spring was not a normal thing since most of the time people would be too big to swim here, he was small though so it did not bother him as he watched the girls who got out and a few of the other visitors there may have noticed him playfully swimming around. He had never gone to a pool often as only his sister would take him, even remembering that time his sister spoiled him and took him to the spa and they got a full body treatment which led to his sister complaining that he had better results then her. He still missed her and thought about her, but he was so old now it did not really matter anymore, he was not sure whether he was around a hundred years old or two hundred years old or if he even reached the hundred years yet.

His cute little feet splashing in the water and his hair glistening as his smooth skin seemed to reflect the little bits of water above in the air as he just came to enjoy himself. He did not smile but he blushed a lot to show how happy he was right now.

Seran would feel something impact the side of his head as he walked away. Nothing meant to cause him harm in any way. Just a small burst of Reiatsu-compressed air. A sign of mild annoyance from Liam at his insinuations that he was up to something indecent with Beatrice.

In the back of his mind he wondered if their species were even compatible in that way. Hollow Reiatsu was poison to a Quincy. While his mixed blood did give him a greater resistance when compared to his pureblood cousins. His Quincy side was still somewhat vulnerable. He lacked the full resistance of a Human or Fullbringer. But at least his soul wouldn't explode from brief contact with Hollow Reiatsu.

It would probably be a bit creepy to just up and ask Beatrice if he could have one of her eggs when it came around to that time of the month. So he put that little experiment on the back burner for now. Besides, if he wanted to do that properly he'd need to grab samples from various different sources.

....Maybe he could just ask Beatrice for some blood later. That was perfectly innocent wasn't it?

"Do I need to worry about your boss doing anything weird to my adorable two Kohai?" Liam asked the newly appointed barman. Now somewhat emulating the image of the responsible sempai he usually showed at school. "Or am I able to get a coke off you and drink it in peace?"