SCHOOL TRIP - Mini-games

The boy was swimming back and forth in the pool as some people giggled and others were like, "Whose kid is that?" as another woman whispered. "That boy is so full of energy". Then another woman came and looked troubled. "I am not sure if this is safe anymore". It was then that the boy disappeared under the water, normal people might gasp or panic at the sudden disappearance but after roughly ten seconds the boy popped back up though there was one strange thing about the boy. He was enjoying himself, he was having fun and playing by himself. He was not smiling just blushing and the blushing could be mistaken for him being in the hot springs hot water for too long. The boy was wiping his forehead as he was getting hot flushes mixed with some hot blushes as he was feeling a bit thirsty as he jumped out of the water in search of something to drink as the water from his body glistened as he ran around and then saw a place with a bunch of bottles. He did not release reiatsu thanks to his gigai, since this was a vacation but he was thirsty as he climbed up the seat at the counter dripping wet as he asked the strange man who announced to all

"Come on up, come on up. Tell the staff your drinks of choice, and we'll get a nice little stew going. And while you're pickling yourselves silly, we'll be mystifying your senses. All you have to do is...on your way out, let the patron of this fine establishment know whose performance best tickled your fancy."

He was all excited as he raised up his hand and shouted, "Orange juice please, really cold orange juice please"

The boy did not look the same as he did the day he met the other man he did not even notice, it was the quincy whose name he did not know. He had a slightly different look since his hair was untidy and his face was all pinkish and he was so wet too. He also did not have the usual reiatsu pressure that would have given him away more easily, but perhaps this man would notice. Though would he dare to start a fight while everyone here was enjoying their vacation.

Toshi had no idea what the hell was going on. But he suddenly realized with a sinking feeling that every damned person here was some kind of spiritually aware person. Oh Jesus! He so infrequently met others like him that he wasn't quite sure what to do. The guy behind the bar; Seran? That was what Mr. Yakuza had called him. Toshi couldn't keep up with all the damned names... Damn why did he have to get drunk. So there was this guy next to him; Liam. There was Seran. There was Mr. Yakuza whose name he had either missed or not heard. A little blonde kid who had popped up at Toshi's elbow that he got a distinct whiff of shinigami reiatsu from; those close enough would smell Bananas, which is what Toshi's leaking spiritual pressure felt like. Seran left the bar, and was replace by Mr Yakuza and then this new girl- who started giving Kasei evils... HOLY SHIT SHE WAS ON FIRE AND THERE WAS LIGHTNING WHAT THE FUCK.

He nearly fell off of his damned chair. Kasei screamed with shock and fear, and Toshi felt tugging as his arm was wriggled to and fro by her frantic "running" around. And then... HOLY CRAP MR YAKUZA WAS A HOLLOW AND THERE WAS LIGHTNING EVERYWHERE!?!? Toshi all but shit himself and Kasei stared at them, wide eyed but everyone else was spiritual enough or drunk enough to just not give a single shit. The adults were applauding; many laughing at Toshi's fear, thinking him too drunk. But this was a goddamned hollow for chrissake! But no-one else seemed to particularly care. The other girl felt a bit like a hollow. What would his boss, Rosa, say if she were here? Sod knows; Toshi couldn't even be sure that she was a shinigami like he suspected she was.

"Ehh guy, you seem kind normal." he said to Liam; the guy looked like a total miscreant or punk or delinquent or whatever, with those shades and that hair, much like Toshi himself. So a kindred spirit, in that case. "Is it normal to have so many weird spirits and shit here? You have that stuff too right but you seem the most... Normal." he said, lowering his voice, not that it was necessary, really. "Liam, right? I'm Toshi. Kasei snap out of it." he bade her, as she was rocking back and fourth, her eyes spirals after all of the crazed flailing around. He felt her about to vomit but something else, something totally strange happened instead.

"Toshi watch out!" Kanaboshi warned from inside his head.

Kasei threw up and as she did so, she seemed to peel off of Toshi's hand; she was throwing up herself. He was mortified and concerned, but he felt that as she did it, a surge of energy roared through him, and his blonde hair began standing up on end, sticking out in all directions like some kind of anime character. A fair glowing gold aura surrounded him, and while he couldn't exactly see it but he became covered in tattoos. His right arm was covered in dull green henna-like patterns, his face and neck covered in simple white maori-style patterns, his chest and abdomen covered in dull red crazy scrawls of insane complicatedness that would drive you crazy to look at too close. His left hand on the other hand was covered in brilliantly glowing purple henna style patterns.

And beside him, dressed in a simple school uniform, her hair tied up, was Kasei. That's right; full size Kasei. The size of a normal girl. She was tall, in fact almost as tall as Toshi, she stood at about 185cm. Except she wasn't stood beside him. Small Kasei- who was no longer on Toshi's hand- had vomited herself so hard she had tottered over to Beatrice, and grabbed the other girl to steady herself while she retched.

All of the spiritual beings present would likely recognise Toshi's stark change in appearance as a kind of release of his soul's true power; Kasei was a manifestation of that releasing. He gawked, open mouthed, and rapidly drained the drink that had been topped up for him. Fuck this shit man what the hell had he just done he literally didn't understand his power at all. It seemed it had been activated by the incredibly high density of spiritual power around him.

"Ka- Kasei!?" He stammered, open mouthed, offering his cup for another drink from Yaksha, his disbelief indicating he didn't care exactly what it was.

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{NOTES}
As this is not at all a combat situation I'm planning on keeping Kasei out for an extended duration- is everyone cool with that?

Name: Guardian Summon!
Class: Human Powers
Tier: V
Type: Summon
Range: 100m
Description: Toshi may summon one of his spirit guardians while released, creating bodies for them out of reiatsu. When he does this, he loses the ability to use any of his spirits' powers, and the corresponding marks on his body to all but the summoned guardian stop glowing, and become dull and brown. The summoned spirit, meanwhile, can use only their own powers. (e.g. if Kanaboshi were summoned, she would be unable to use Kasei's powers). When destroyed, their bodies simply disappear, and they go back to Toshi's mind. Toshi can dispel them any time he wants. Only a single Guardian at a time may be summoned in this way. They may be summoned for up to 7 posts, with a cooldown of twice the length they are summoned. The summons use the same reiryoku pool as Toshi - i.e. they trigger his cooldowns and visa versa. The extra length is due to Toshi losing all of his Guardians' powers while the summoning happens.

Beatrice immediatly subsided, forgetting her own pain and exhaustion as she felt a hand on her shoulder. A schoolgirl that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere seeking support by her as she was lurched forward, still gagging from earlier. Her eyes widened as she immediatly went to assist the girl and hold her up, sushing her softly. "It's alright," she murmured to the girl, feeling kind of guilty for getting pissed off and releasing her powers like that. It made her feel bad and she had caused harm to someone, or so she thought. She didn't really care for Yaksha's display, hell, she barely even noticed it since she was still in full flame mode when he did.

She wanted to state something about the circle on his chest aswell, but she didn't find the time between Kasei leaning on her shoulder for support and a stranger approaching her. She glanced down on the charred remnants of Liam's clothes, revealing her two piece swimsuit, a soft tinge of pink appearing on her cheeks. "They weren't exactly mine," she replied to Remi, "but I'd appreciate it." She answered as she still held Kasei, patting her back softly. So much things started to go on. But she couldn't help but feel slightly relieved that someone approached to help her.

It was amazing how quickly everything could fall apart. A tongue in cheek comment from Seran only resulted in Liam sending a weak blast of Reiatsu aimed to ruffle his hair at him. Beatrice however decided to react a tad more... violently.

Violently enough to cause quite a stir if the reaction of several of the nearby human's was enough of an indicator. It was a pain that Liam really didnt want to deal with at the moment. In an almost bored tone he responded to Toshi's rambling. "For me. Crazy is normal." He sighed recognizing both the Hollow Reiatsu and the voice of the Yakuza looking fellow.

"I had thought it felt a bit slimier when you walked in." He snarked back at the Hollow as Yaksha draped an arm around his shoulders. Somewhat surprised to see the Hollow skulking around an establishment like this. His Reiatsu didn't feel like an Arrancar. So its safe to say he hadn't decided to pull off his mask in order to gain more power and a human form. Chances are this was some kind a Gigai. A rather well made one at that. Liam didnt even sense a familiar Reiatsu as And judging from the way Seran talked to him. The Hollow was actually employed by him. "Congrats on the new job by the way. Hope you're staying out of trouble." He replied, his tone almost tricking any who would be listening in that he considered Yaksha an old friend.

Picking himself up from his stool. Liam's senses flared out. Stretching his spiritual muscles as he took a quick look around with his inner eye. Almost immediately spotting a signature that certainly should not be there.

For those around Liam. They'd feel a somewhat unpleasant pressure. Not enough to be anything that would effect them. Perhaps a slightly uncomfortable popping in one's ears. But nothing more than that. Aoi however, would suffer being under the full force of Liam's Reiatsu. A cold and heavy weight would settle over Aoi's body unless the shinigami somehow managed to get away in time. Certainly making anything overly complicated quite difficult.


For a brief moment, an ugly scowl appeared on his face. Before smoothing out into a more neutral expression. "I believe my Kohai here will suffices as a volunteer." Giving a quick exaggerated wink to the audience. Causing a few of them to laugh. Thinking all this display was simply part of the show.

With a flick of his wrist, a silver ribbon blossomed into existence. While normally one could pass such a feat off as Liam pulling it out of his sleeve. The fact that he was wearing a short sleeved t-shirt made such a notion rather hard to believe. If one didn't know better. He was actually creating the ribbon out of thin air.

"For my first trick. I'll make this brat disappear." He muttered under his breath. Ribbon flowing out and spiraling around Aoi. Even if the Shinigami managed to work his way out of Liam's overpowering Reiatsu. He'd soon be trapped within the ribbons that to him, would be damn near impenetrable.

And that wouldn't be the end of Aoi's troubles. The ground beneath him would soon disappear as a portal opened up beneath him. The spiraling of the ribbon going faster and faster. Obscuring him from the sight of the others present. With no way out from above or to the sides. The only real option Aoi would have is escaping through whatever portal Liam had conjured beneath him. If he didnt fall through as soon as it opened that is.

And of course. The ordinary humans looking on would be none the wiser. Thinking it was all part of the show.

A man who looked familiar did something as he felt a presence moving towards him as in a sharp defensive reaction he jumped up from his chair as he was in the air strange weird ribbon like fixtures began surrounding him as he was shivering in fear, then the light of a holy man appeared saving him from the pestilent pestilence of the man who he now remembered. It was the zanpakuto thief with the same weird hair and those same very similar glasses and a glare he felt as if the man hated him with a passion, this evil man who had brought his precious Sachiko-nesan to her knees without even attacking her and who broke Rasen's shoulder.

He felt warm inside the light of the holy man who he would learn was named Yaksha. The man called the evil guy's abilities tricks so perhaps this man was a super strong captain class shinigami like that man he heard about. Was this man a relative of Urahara or was he just thinking the world is as small as him. The man had a short talk with the other man before directing a question to the small boy.

The man asked if his parents were here, and that he saw no guardian's present as the boy felt like he could not lie to his savior. "I do not have any parents, I just came here to have fun and something to drink"


As he looked down his eyes beginning to tear up as he thought back to his mother who had rejected him in life and his father who was always disappointed in him and his sister who died after becoming a hollow. Did he not fit in anywhere, was there nowhere he belonged anymore. His heart wavered as it began to race as the tears began to flow as he clenched his hands he did not want to remember that and he did not even care anymore is what he thought. Being as stubborn as he was he did not even realise that he loved his family no matter how cruel they were, he loved his sister more then anyone else and would never again see her. He was not liked in his division in Soul Society as they all seemed to avoid him, and even Byakuya got mad at him as well as a bunch of female shinigami always beating him up all the time.

What was there for Aoi in this world other than kido and butterflies as he felt like his emotions could explode and flood this world like an endless river flow from a ocean so large you would think it the universe in which all things live and all things die. As the boy felt smaller then anyone else in this world, like a baby not even that, like a child smaller that that, like he was nothing in this web of lies that made the world. Like the spider would simply step on him to get towards the fly, as if he did not exist as if no one here cared about him. Why did they hate him just cause he would not shake hands or let most people touch him at all. His zanpakuto had the ability to push people away from him, while the small boy inside was also pushing people away from him out of a fear he did not yet understand. It was this fear that made his heart waver, it was these thoughts that made him quake with a fissuring fear full of fearful fate.