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Golden Meteor Shower: A massive healing skill which dramatically increases one's Regeneration Rate, of course, at the expense of Reiatsu - which would come from the master of Dai-Kachouji. As Dai-Kachouji flaps its wings, it will continuously release a golden mist which is able to engulf a certain area. Standing inside the area where the golden mist is scattered forces superficial wounds to close. Prolonged exposure is bound to cause internal injuries to also come to a close. Rapid mitosis takes place at the expense of a huge amount of Reiatsu. This advanced healing skill may also cure poisoning in its early stages.
Dark Vision: A strong illusion based skill. Dai-Kachouji spreads its wings, revealing a pattern on its back which resembles bright yellow demonic eyes. Looking at its eyes causes the victims brain to malfunction via a forced injection of Reiatsu into an existing consciousness. This will make the victim dream. The kind of dream that the victim will have, shall depend on the decision of the master of Dai-Kachouji. This is the only known offensive skill that Dai-Kachouji possesses.

Rin heard the knocking over her door. She was just about through with the rest of the afternoon's paperwork, and was about to move on to the next set which was to be accomplished before the end of the day, when something caught her attention. It was not really of sight, but more of... a different sense... Smell - feeling, and that density in the air. The calm expression she had placed over her face had worn off. The papers which she held on her hands, and the scrolls which she carried over the small table in her own office fell from her grasp and rolled over from the table to the floor.

"Blood," she said to herself with her eyes trapped in a gaze of surprise.

Blood, dripping out of her office door. She was very familiar with it, and by familiar, it meant more than just its medical and biochemical properties. Though young, this young fourth division captain, Rin Koizumi, could actually smell a drop of blood "a mile away"(figuratively) - and that was to say because she actually had decades of experience, dealing with blood, seeing it, using it - treating it like something common... like, water. Now, Rin was not the fastest Shinigami around, but times like this was when the young medical master became quite fearsome. It was a mentality which she had learned how to actually contain. The young lady advanced towards the door in one swift motion, getting her Zanpakuto, a sword sheathed in purple, and carrying it with her towards the door. She grabbed the knob, and pulled the door right out of its joints from the wall, the wooden door slamming onto the adjacent wall before it fell over the ground with a loud thud.

"Kensei!" she called out. She knew him, Kensei Nishimora of the sixth division. She looked at his face first, and yes, it was already assumed that he was in pain. Her surprise automatically brought her attention to the floor, and the amount of blood which was lost. There was a trail, and from what she could tell, Kensei had lost a decent amount. "Damn it," she hissed, her eyes growing narrow and sharp, her expression more like a cat's snarl...

"Do it," called a voice... and almost immediately, the young Rin Koizumi recognized. "We need to move, now, or else, we'll loose him,", it said.

"I know," answered Rin in a faint whisper - knowing that she was the only one who was able to hear what the voices said. She nodded, catching Kensei the shoulder. For a shinigami with a young physique, she was pretty strong - physically, that is. She could hold Kensei up without that much difficulty, for now, at least, as she was just keeping him from falling over. "Don't you think I've been analyzing the whole thing?" she whispered once more.

"Frankly," replied the voice. "No," it plainly stated.

"Multiple lacerations possibly damaging the pectoral muscles. It's not deep to puncture the diaphragm to cause hemorrhaging, but it is deep to at least cut a few fibers. He's loosing a lot of blood considering that he's been hit in the area closest to the pleuropericardial region. His physique won't be able to take it if he looses any more blood. Rushing in here was not the wisest decision, but I guess that is partially my fault, but it's not safe to dwell on that as of now, right, Chou-san?" she explained, thoroughly as she could, though, not directly to Kensei himself, but to that voice - Chou-san: the spirit of her own Zanpakuto.

"Go ahead, do it," the voice answered back, though, in a more imperative tone of voice than just simply making a statement.

"Fine, get ready," she said as she pushed Kensei, just enough to cause him to gain a bit of balance on his own. Rin stretched out her right arm as it lashed up into position like a flexible whip, the sleeves of her black and red floral patterned Kimono slowly "de-fragmenting" and dissolving in the air, becoming replaced by the uniform itself. It was now time for work, and with that happening, it was as if the certain time frame around the area had been segregated from the rest of the world, slowing down, and comping to a complete stop, with only Rin left doing the motions. A purple glow arose from the floor, and a hand holding a fresh green leaf was pressed onto her lips. She blew, and a straight sharp tune of the Grasswhistle played through the air. Wind was gathering from beneath them, and with the end of the grass melody, she had let go of the leaf she held and used as a whistle. It danced around before her, suspended in the air, and afterward, it had bloomed into something else. In due time, she had become completely stripped of all clothing, and with the metamorphosis of that little Chouchou-bi, she would be wrapped in black robes, and slipping that white cloak over herself. At about the same time, the Chouchou-bi came into being; and it was black - completely.

She brought her sword to the front as the Chouchou-bi flew off and nested itself above her head quite calmly. Her silkly black hair dancing wildly from the wind that came from below. The purple glow around the area grew more intense as the Zanpakuto was becoming unsheathed. A portion of Rin Koizumi's true power - the "Healing Ritual". In one swift motion, the sword was unsheathed, and together with its mystical metal, a mysterious violet mist which shrouded the blade itself.

"Something cannot be produced out of nothing," she said, closing her eyes and hiding the crimson lenses. "In the same way, spiritual energy cannot simply be produced without spiritual energy... Transfer," and she readied her blade, spinning it with the flick of a wrist as it landed with the hilt being held and the blade sticking out from under the little finger. With one slash, she drew blood from her own self, slicing the flesh from her left hand and causing it to splatter all over the wounds which Kensei had taken, and endured. "Who ever said healing was easy?" she hissed...

Rin Koizumi's ability was difficult to explain, but it was, by far, the most efficient way of healing that the Gotei Thirteen has ever seen in years. It was... unique, and dark, in a way, though, with them taking no real comment against the ethical issues of her methods, banking on its effectiveness, it was accepted. Blood, flesh - the human body, and the sword; all of which only considered as media for her healing abilities, the most efficient, being the sole components of the human body - with the sword facilitating the addition of supplementary energy. It was efficient, yes, though, at the cost of expending one's own energy to conduct that neccessary healing, and, at the cost of great energy, hence, why the Chouchou-bi; Rin's butterflies conjured from the pureness of her own Reiatsu, was also something which would aid her own treatment processes. Aside from that, the science to the whole thing was still unknown...

Either way, as the flow of time began to revert back to normal, Kensei would begin to gain speed as he would fall to the ground. The wind blowing from underneath would slowly die out, and the purple light which was coming from below would dim away. The healing process was complete, a quick, and sudden treatment of mostly all of his injuries - and with that, including her own, gathering the energy to heal the injury she dealt to herself using the Chouchou-bi which she summoned earlier on. Kensei would fall over to the ground, hopefully, still conscious after the sudden process. It would be like magic, with all of his wounds closing and healing almost immediately after she was done with him. She sheathed her sword proudly afterwards. And with that, almost the instance after, a few members of the squad had come to Kensei's aid as well, helping to get a bit of balance back.

Assuming that Kensei was still partly conscious, she neared him as if she had not lost that much energy, at all, after what she did, and began to question him.

"What's going on, what happened?" she asked.

"Do you even need to ask? You know what happened," her sword answered, though, she just shrugged off the thought. With Kensei regaining his balance and at least a bit of his consciousness, she would wait until he gave her the answer that she was looking for. However, as the two fourth squad random healers came, they had immediately, and in chorus to add, informed her of the current situation... Something big was going on.

"Little captain," said the both of them, two fourth squad trainees, nurses, who were wearing pure white robes. "There is a struggle. The Gotei 13 are fending off hollows at the Seireitei gate!"

"I'm on it," she said, hissing, and in the blink of an eye, the young Rin Koizumi vanished from the room, leaving behind a trail of what seemed to be golden dust. The young Captain, though, helpless as she was in a fight, headed off towards the said location in order to give what she could to aid her comrades. More than that, she brought with her, more than worry, frustration. She had been late to receive the news, and with that, she would have to face the punishment. In some alter space, on her way to the Seireitei Gate, she zoomed in and across time, zooming through the blurred scenery, with her fangs digging into her lower lips...

"Rats," she hissed, her eyes growing even sharper than before. It was time...