Get In The Robot! [Private]

It is true that Aien isn't a natural born warrior nor did he possess that particular spark where warriors of various types would use to motivate their bodies into action. Instead he was always afraid of using his powers to the fullest due to the one incident when he was a kid. The moment when Aien first discovered his abnormal powers he almost beat another kid to death by slamming the bokken repeatedly on the kid's weapon until Aien snapped it in half. Even so it took three fully grown much stronger men to hold Aien down and even then Aien's hatred could not be quenched. Honestly now that Aien is thinking back on it he doesn't remember what triggered Aien to snap like that, but ever since then Aien refrained from getting into any sports or fights. Fear was something that Aien knew all too well for he doesn't wish to make the same mistake of losing control over his body. It was fear that caused Aien to run away from the hollows when he first encountered them. It was fear that drove Aien to survive so far.

Yet even so Aien feels so calm now, like all the fear he's been building up for a whole week of whether or not the Central 46 would execute him or pardon him on severe conditions. For some reason he felt naked not having his Zanpakutou with him, and it was indeed an unsettling feeling. Aien's breathing was calm and steady now that he stopped shivering. One can say that Aien has found his inner self and is keeping his mind keen and focused. Aien honestly wonders if his mind has endured too much where it simply doesn't care anymore, or if possibly a start of something else.

"Very well then. I shall only be gone for a moment." Aien spoke before realizing his speech was altering again. Still he didn't show any sign of discomfort nor corrected his phrase as Aien proceeds to walk outside in the cold air. The bellowing winds was audible for a moment before Aien closed the door to cut off the seemingly deafening noise. Aien manipulated his reiatsu more refined this time to build up his body heat. As such faint traces of steam rolls off his face as bits of snow and ice quickly begin to melt and evaporate by sticking to his head. It didn't take much looking for the good sized trees to be found, and Aien walked up to one of the trees.

Aien would assume his stance where both feet were spread shoulder length apart as if rooting his feet onto the snow. Taking a careful breath to utilize his reiatsu in his hands where he half way forms into a fist much like he's holding a cup. Molding the gathered reiatsu, the snow around him kicked up as for a brief moment a surge of reiryoku formed around his hands. By delivering a powerful punch both from physical force and the reiatsu strength in conjunction practically made Aien's hand pierce completely through the center of the tree. It wasn't what Aien was hoping for and he didn't expect his hand to pierce through it either. Aien squirmed a bit to draw his arm out of the tree before delivering another punch from his left hand. This time however Aien expels a small bit of the reiryoku to produce a more explosive impact. This time Aien's punch blew out the remaining bit of the tree and it begins to fall in Aien's direction. However he was alert enough to move out of the way as the tree came down with a heavy thud. This was actually perfect in a sense for Aien. Since there was this one particular advanced technique in Taekwondo which involved delivering a powerful axe heel that is said to bust through planks and eventually stone slabs.

First Aien utilizes a certain amount of reiryoku, much like before only Aien refined it to where he didn't waste so much energy. Basically he charges the bit of reiryoku around his hands and does a chop at every 2-3 feet gap. Where Aien would discharge a thin, invisible blade keen enough to slice through the bark. Once Aien has literally chopped the fallen tree into half a dozen logs that are about 2-3 feet tall. Now the fun part begins as Aien sets one log up before taking his stance. This part was pure physical effort, so aside from keeping his body temperatures at normal nothing else reiatsu wise is empowering his body. It is something that Aien hasn't attempted yet, but it was something worthwhile to learn at the very least. Cloaking his right foot with power, Aien raised his leg displaying his flexibility before bringing it down hard to slam his heel on the log where the force both wedged into the log and neatly split it in half. It hurt quite a bit, but that is only because it felt like these logs were made out of stone even though it appeared to have thin layer of ice. Still Aien continued his work on slamming his palm down or bringing his heel downwards on the log until he has chopped each one of them.

Aien would repeat this process until he's brought down exactly three trees and by carrying all of the woods pieces by hand the young man brought the log pieces inside. Upon entering is when Misato called for him and informed where to place the logs. Without complaint, Aien walks around for half a minute before finding the stairs that led down. Where he comes upon what at first appeared to be an empty room. Aien places the logs down as Misato directed and took a few steps back as Misato set the split logs on fire. Aien's hands especially are covered with bits of ice and lightly bleeding from both the splinters and from the cold. "Three tree worth of logs delivered, and I suppose we're not done yet either?" Aien prompted the question before she had gotten changed into her new outfit and effortlessly jumped up while mid flip to do a one-finger stand on the very tip of the spike that honestly appeared as thin as a needle to Aien. Seeing as how that answered his question, Aien took off his coat and tucks in his shirt without complaint before crouching down. Similar to that one time when Aien attempted his jumping kick, but this time Aien is just utilizing the leg strength to jump up high enough before halfway flipping and adding a little spin to it. Extending out his hand, Aien manages to land on his index finger and almost fell due to his finger bending under the pressure. His use of reiatsu that was being used for body heat was now being quickly transferred to the tip of his finger so that the spike wouldn't puncture the skin. Somewhere along the way, Aien's once amber colored eyes shifted into a more emerald green, feline-like eyes. Making it where he can see what was wrong in detail and adjusted the strength of not just finger but also the hand itself. In addition Aien straightened his body so that the angle wouldn't throw him off.

So they were to stay like this for twelve hours, which proved to be a little difficult at first for Aien since he is not used to the one finger stand like Misato was. Still he had a little bit of fun by practically walking along the spikes by reaching over to one spike while focusing the reiatsu on the tip of his finger and much like walking relieves the other finger by removing it from its original spot. Aien controlled his reiatsu much like a pulley, a mechanism he had weaved through his shoulders and linked each other at the top part of his spine. Where if he begins to shift from one hand to the next Aien would simply pull the reiatsu from the previous hand to the one he's about to use. While this is supposed to be an exercise of focusing on just one point for multiple hours, Aien is looking at it as his way of getting used to manipulating reiatsu in general. Of course once the first hour passes Aien would get still by standing on one finger. In response to preparing himself for the long hours of enduring this, Aien would close his eyes and begin to meditate. His breathing be calm and almost non-existent as he just pictured the vast wealth of reiatsu stored inside of his body and much like the nervous system wired deep and thorough of his body. Aien pictures the reiatsu he is manipulating much like how the brain processes the nerves. The way he breathes, the way he carries himself, and even the very air around him. It is like reiatsu is thin yet still existent in the area. Much like how thin the air is at high altitudes. Much like a river from an endless ocean, Aien breathes reiatsu into the air, yet the purity of the reiatsu is so thin and weak that it merely dissipates the moment it rolls off from his lips and from his nostrils. As for Misato she was like a small planet in comparison to his own. Her power was much stronger than he can ever hope for, and Aien honestly doubts he can get that powerful to begin with. She was like a bubble of pure reiatsu that radiated her dormant power yet focused onto the tip of her finger.