Post by Caitlyn Enfys on Apr 13, 2016 6:24:40 GMT
Morning
Caitlyn had mixed feelings about hospitals. They always reminded her of the laboratories in Soul Society where she was made. Those labs served as her home, where she lived with her brother and sister mod souls, where she first learned to use her power. It was also where the Shinigami systematically culled her kind after the powers that be decided that they weren’t PR-friendly. So… yeah. There’s just a few conflicted feelings right there. Of course, some people would wonder if she really has time to think about such stuff in the first place considering that she was in the middle of breaking into said hospital, but there you go.
She didn’t have a hard time sneaking in. It was just a simple matter of sneaking her pill into a stuffed bear, hitching a ride into the hospital in the bag of a harried young mother taking in her kid for a check up, and being “accidently” left when they left. One of the nurses tossed her in the lost and found and left her there.
The Lost & Found box was just a normal plastic bin tucked away back in a supply room. Honestly, it was a pretty stupid place for it. Anyone who wanted to look through it would have to know to come to this specific supply room and look through this specific box. It was no wonder that some of the coats and mittens in there looked to be about a decade old. It’d be nothing less than a miracle for anyone to find what they lost in here! Still, for Cait’s purposes it was a stroke of luck.
She waited a moment to make sure that no one else was about to enter the room after the nurse that tossed her in there left, but then once the coast seemed safe twitched back to life and hopped out of the box.
“Phew,” She sighed wiping non-existent sweat from her plushie brow, ‘Ok, first things first,’
One of Cait’s most useful little trick helped her get some privacy when she needed it. She sang out a single pure note energized with her Reiryoku. In complete defiance of the laws of physics the note continued even when Caitlyn stopped, a sourceless ringing sealing the room’s existence away from the awareness and thoughts of those outside.
Cait left that to do its thing while she went about ransacking the rest of the supply closet. The taller shelves gave her some trouble, but with some fancy applications of spiritually empowered parkour she quickly managed to amass herself a tidy little pile of surgical tools, gauze, and other miscellaneous medical supplies.
“Geeeeeeeeh…. I hate this part,” She shivered to herself. Despite her squeamishness she still went ahead and snapped the stitching down the side of her torso.
She had no eyes. Sight was an illusion. She had no nerves. Pain didn’t exist. Any experience to the contrary was just a result of the spiritual programing installed in her meant to turn a corpse which might have necessary body parts rotted away into a valuable warrior. It was still freakin’ uncomfortable to stuff a box of scalpels, bandages, and her other supplies up into her stuffing.
She did it though, and in time for her little trick to fade. She didn’t like it though.
Escape was plan “Run like hell.” Sure it lacked the subtlety of her entrance plan, but between the small size of her teddy bear form and more spiritually enhanced acrobatics she moved seamlessly through the hallways before anyone could react to a little stuffed bear running through the hallways. Then it was just a short break through the doorway to sweet, sweet FREEDOM!!!
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Caitlyn had mixed feelings about hospitals. They always reminded her of the laboratories in Soul Society where she was made. Those labs served as her home, where she lived with her brother and sister mod souls, where she first learned to use her power. It was also where the Shinigami systematically culled her kind after the powers that be decided that they weren’t PR-friendly. So… yeah. There’s just a few conflicted feelings right there. Of course, some people would wonder if she really has time to think about such stuff in the first place considering that she was in the middle of breaking into said hospital, but there you go.
She didn’t have a hard time sneaking in. It was just a simple matter of sneaking her pill into a stuffed bear, hitching a ride into the hospital in the bag of a harried young mother taking in her kid for a check up, and being “accidently” left when they left. One of the nurses tossed her in the lost and found and left her there.
The Lost & Found box was just a normal plastic bin tucked away back in a supply room. Honestly, it was a pretty stupid place for it. Anyone who wanted to look through it would have to know to come to this specific supply room and look through this specific box. It was no wonder that some of the coats and mittens in there looked to be about a decade old. It’d be nothing less than a miracle for anyone to find what they lost in here! Still, for Cait’s purposes it was a stroke of luck.
She waited a moment to make sure that no one else was about to enter the room after the nurse that tossed her in there left, but then once the coast seemed safe twitched back to life and hopped out of the box.
“Phew,” She sighed wiping non-existent sweat from her plushie brow, ‘Ok, first things first,’
One of Cait’s most useful little trick helped her get some privacy when she needed it. She sang out a single pure note energized with her Reiryoku. In complete defiance of the laws of physics the note continued even when Caitlyn stopped, a sourceless ringing sealing the room’s existence away from the awareness and thoughts of those outside.
Cait left that to do its thing while she went about ransacking the rest of the supply closet. The taller shelves gave her some trouble, but with some fancy applications of spiritually empowered parkour she quickly managed to amass herself a tidy little pile of surgical tools, gauze, and other miscellaneous medical supplies.
“Geeeeeeeeh…. I hate this part,” She shivered to herself. Despite her squeamishness she still went ahead and snapped the stitching down the side of her torso.
She had no eyes. Sight was an illusion. She had no nerves. Pain didn’t exist. Any experience to the contrary was just a result of the spiritual programing installed in her meant to turn a corpse which might have necessary body parts rotted away into a valuable warrior. It was still freakin’ uncomfortable to stuff a box of scalpels, bandages, and her other supplies up into her stuffing.
She did it though, and in time for her little trick to fade. She didn’t like it though.
Escape was plan “Run like hell.” Sure it lacked the subtlety of her entrance plan, but between the small size of her teddy bear form and more spiritually enhanced acrobatics she moved seamlessly through the hallways before anyone could react to a little stuffed bear running through the hallways. Then it was just a short break through the doorway to sweet, sweet FREEDOM!!!
{Techs Used}
Name: Toast Runner
Class: Hand to Hand
Tier: III
Type: Defensive
Range: Self
Description: Years of madly dashing to get to school on time has taught you the best way to move efficiently through your environment. With spiritual power added to the mix it borders on the superhuman. While active the user is capable of performing frankly superhuman acrobatic stunts. Even running across a spider's web isn't out of the question. This provides a dodge based tier defense, however it only remains active so long as the user continues to keep moving. The max duration is based off of tier.
Name: Song of Ignorance
Class: Reiryoku Technique
Tier: III
Type: Binding
Range: 100m
Description: Nothing to see here. Move along. Disregard this message. The user creates a spiritually empowered tone that spreads out at half-bala speed to seal a single room or 100m area when used outside / in overly large spaces. This has no effect on people already inside the to-be-covered area, but once established if someone wants to enter the area they first need to push through the ward as per escaping a binding technique. People without any form of spiritual powers or sensitivity can't resist this and even worse the technique causes them to subconsciously avoid the warded area without even realizing that they are doing so. In effect, it creates a space where people "in the know" about spiritual things can freely talk about it without worry about being interrupted by muggles. Lasts 7 posts.
Name: Toast Runner
Class: Hand to Hand
Tier: III
Type: Defensive
Range: Self
Description: Years of madly dashing to get to school on time has taught you the best way to move efficiently through your environment. With spiritual power added to the mix it borders on the superhuman. While active the user is capable of performing frankly superhuman acrobatic stunts. Even running across a spider's web isn't out of the question. This provides a dodge based tier defense, however it only remains active so long as the user continues to keep moving. The max duration is based off of tier.
Name: Song of Ignorance
Class: Reiryoku Technique
Tier: III
Type: Binding
Range: 100m
Description: Nothing to see here. Move along. Disregard this message. The user creates a spiritually empowered tone that spreads out at half-bala speed to seal a single room or 100m area when used outside / in overly large spaces. This has no effect on people already inside the to-be-covered area, but once established if someone wants to enter the area they first need to push through the ward as per escaping a binding technique. People without any form of spiritual powers or sensitivity can't resist this and even worse the technique causes them to subconsciously avoid the warded area without even realizing that they are doing so. In effect, it creates a space where people "in the know" about spiritual things can freely talk about it without worry about being interrupted by muggles. Lasts 7 posts.
