Worlds within Worlds [Closed/Freylief]

Shopping. Freyleif loved to sneak away and explore the shopping districts around Karakura, even better when she had the money to buy almost anything she wanted. She browsed the rack of old Gameboy games, so many her eyes could feast on, she couldn't decide what to get. So many video games so little time to catch up on all the things she missed in her childhood. Plus she had to learn Japanese on top of her German, it was a daunting task but she had to adapt to Japan and her Quincy heritage. Swiping the credit card, Freyleif bought too many games again for her Gameboys, Angeni surely would scold her on her video game buying sprees. Taking the bag, the young Icelander set off out the little gamer store and explored around the mall some more. Taking an escalator down the lower levels to see what else she could adventure into. The smells of food catching her attention in the centermost place as she stepped off, she was almost tempted to get a few hot dogs.

Instead, an ice cream and candy kiosk had drawn her attention. She couldn't resist turning down her attention to candy, so she ran up to the lil shop and browsed about the many ice cream and candy flavors on display. Mouth watering and eyes wide as she couldn't decide what to get with so many delicious things she wanted to try, always a kid at heart when it came to her favorite things and unable to contain her excitement. So, of course, the pale blonde Quincy bought a waffle cone with strawberry and vanilla mix along with other little snacks in a bag.


The blonde set off again to explore all alone it would seem but she had Angeni's spirit brother probably lurking somewhere to keep a vigilant watchful lion's eye on. Some otaku's probably stalking her because of her foreign look and cutesiness of braids, thinking her some valkyrie anime girl on cosplay. The girl seemed quite a confident to be wandering around the mall all cheerfully and aloof to anything else that may be hostile.


Humming an Icelandic lullaby as she roundabout the crowd and swore she felt a reiatsu pulse somewhere. Passing the strange androgynous looking being, their paths crossing as it exit out the bauble shop with many snow globes that caught her attention. She slowly turned her head to peer at the pink haired being that set off - still feeling an odd tug of energy coming from it. Nah, it couldn't be an aware thing, was it?


Freyleif's own energy was easy to pinpoint to those keen or sensitive to perception, not like it was hard or she was hiding the untamed emotional energies. Like a beacon blip on a map to easily point out. The girl set off once again in her merry little way in the direction Munin was off to, passing it once again as the girl wandered about excitedly.



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Her Reiatsu was all too apparent, Munin observed to itself. Then again, it thought, humans might not worry about showing their hand as much. Whatever the reason, this was what they would call a ‘lucky break’ for the android. Spiritual beings would likely be the most sympathetic to Munin’s plight, and many of them would likely be kind enough to assist in any way they could. Most were still too young and inexperienced, but they could perhaps point Munin in the right direction and allow it to dodge the deadline that drifted ever closer.

The bag rustled as Munin began walking after the girl, the world within rocking against the plastic. A bit annoying, but then again Munin wasn’t trying to be stealthy. Even with that, nobody minded the rustling bag. Another peculiar note logged down. One would think that they would, but perhaps the annoying noise was so ingrained in their experience that it simply didn’t matter anymore to them. But whatever the case, it wasn’t attracting the attention of the being in front.

And so a simple burst of Reiatsu, a small wave emanating from Munin, was released to draw her attention. The burst caused the others in the mall to look perplexedly around, like a ghost had just passed by them. One of them made the sign of the cross, invoking something to ward off the feeling. What a silly thing. But then again, perhaps it would be enough. If only there was anything of substance behind it.

Munin didn’t shake, the only to not respond, and fixed its eyes on the spiritual being before it. If she bothered to look back, Munin would be staring back with a knowing smile, head tilted, and a hand beckoning her towards the android. Hopefully, this would convince her to head over. The android noted that it was likely a bit rude, like knocking on a door and trying to get that person to walk over. But still, that didn’t matter that much. What mattered to Munin was getting access to what it needed before it fell in a catatonic state.

That pulse again drew upon the young Icelander, she paused hearing the rustling of bag and someone trying to catch up to her. The burst of spiritual energy made her look back curiously to the pink haired android. She pointed a finger to herself as it gave a smile and beaconed her over to it. It did not seem hostile at all so it was worth the chance to see what was up after the little commotion of people freaking out in their own way. She returned a smile and turned around walking up to Munin with cheerful expression and unguarded.

"Oh, hello! I see you're trying to get my attention. Didn't know you were one of those super beings too." she tilted her head and observed the android before her. Her smile grew thinking the thing was so cute looking, she wanted to hug it but kept a safe distance in front of her, er, him? She couldn't tell its gender so she didn't make any gender pronouns. She shifted her bags to one hand and kept straight posture as she spoke to the android. "Maybe you want to talk somewhere private?"

It was observed one with spiritual power would need somewhere to go hidden, besides the hallway was so crowded and murmuring of people all around was a headache to focus on. Whatever the android wished the girl would follow it if it so wished a more discreet area. Freyleif was quite curious of this thing too, it wanted to meet her of all the people in the mall something had to be up, right? She was eager to learn what this thing was up to and her smile never faded being near this cute thing.

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She was a curious one, easily convinced to come over towards a strange spiritual being. One could make some sort of comment on her audacity, but Munin didn’t mind. It made things much easier. The smile that it wore was telling of its unworried nature. It was likely that the being hadn’t yet faced anything truly dangerous; Earth was quite sheltered in that way. Especially with the being called Jian being present in this area, perhaps able to intimidate weaker Hollows. Though, it was equally possible that Hollows might take it as a challenge and simply try to sneak away through Garganta upon Jian’s approach. A mental sigh echoes in Munin’s mind. Hollows were such a strange species, difficult to predict.

“Hello.” Munin responded to the little one, a smile worn on its face despite the seemingly unexcited tone it used. The female had a distinct accent, exceptionally different than Munin expected. Then again, her appearance was quite odd for this location, so it wasn’t actually as surprising as one would expect. “There’s no express need to go to a private location, unless you feel it would be helpful.” The android’s dismissal was for two reasons: the first was to ensure that she was comfortable with its strange presence, and the second was to hand over initiative to her. Power was tantalizing, and Munin would play the social game better once it knew more of her.

“I am seeking some amount of assistance with a sensitive matter. I was curious as to whether you could assist me, or point me in the direction of someone who could help.” It was assumed that the girl was not trying to take advantage of Munin in any way yet. That would require actually knowing what Munin wanted, and with Munin’s lack of interaction on Earth there would be few (if any) beings who could accurately predict the android’s motions. “I know that your kind were organizing to some degree. I could offer some assistance to you in exchange for the assistance I require.” The constraints were set out now. The subject was set, and hopefully she would be able to help. If not, then it would still be a decent development. Learning of another, while time-consuming, would still be valuable when Munin was repaired.

Especially one as young as this. They were impressionable enough; changeable enough, that they made for some of the best research subjects.

"Oh Odin, this thing is cute!" Freyleif couldn't help squee inwardly. The way it said hello and greeted with a smile made her almost want to reach out and hug him or her? She still couldn't tell the gender. Well whichever, the person needed some help and she tried to understand what kind of help it needed. Trying to wrap her head about how she could try and reply. "Organizing? Does he mean people or Quincy in general?" she paused for a long while as kept thinking and coming up for a way to respond.

"Uhm, organizing?" there was confusion in her voice. "I'm sure I could assist you if you could tell me what it is." this was sounding like it could be a private matter indeed, she kept thinking on what kind of 'organizing' the person in question was asking. Surely it knew about the Quincy or spiritualist organizations? "If you're talking about Jian's 'protection squad'" she air quoted withher fingers sarcastically. "I'm sure I could direct you to him or if you need to get answers from me, I just know he's gathering people." she shrugged rather disinterest in the subject of KSN, she really hoped this person wasn't asking about Jian. There wasn't' enough information it was giving out, so she could only assume the two things in her head right now. She was sensitive in giving out too much about the Quincy, first she had to know what he(?) meant in regards of that question.

For now she listened in what Munin wanted, even happy to help if she could somehow. 

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She was far too forward. Munin stepped back, smile fading at the girl’s enthusiasm. All too eager to help, all too eager to not play any games. All of this only made Munin more worried. Perhaps the unseen ‘they’ knew more than Munin had estimated? Perhaps this child was merely a lure?

Unlikely, but still possibilities that needed to be defended against. She seemed so clueless, so unknowing and detached from what Munin had thought would domineer this world. Was Jian so impotent that he couldn’t adequately gather forces? (Not enough data to determine.) No, it was more likely that he was simply seen as more of a joke. Another organization destined to either fade into obscurity, or be stamped out by the Shinigami. Of course, Munin knew that it was unlikely that the Shinigami would destroy the organization. They didn't have the fatal flaw that had lead to the Quincy culling, nor did they pose any real threat to the status quo. They were yet another flower that would be here and gone, trampled by Hollows or devoured by time.

It was no wonder that this little one had no faith in them. Munin didn't care about that though. The KSN would serve its purpose, and provide what assitance it could. Whether it lived or died was insignificant. It would be their fate. “That’s unfortunate.” the robot said, a frown crossing its face. That frown would draw her in. She enjoyed helping too much to let the android’s seeming sadness go to waste. Yet, Munin easily allowed a smile to supplant it as its eyes fixed back on the young woman. “I seem to have missed introductions in my haste to find assistance.” A small and contrite bow signaled the unspoken apology, and Munin introduced itself. “I am Munin."

The pink-haired android watched with the same smile, waiting for a response.

The young Icelander adjusted the bags on her arm and continued her aloof and cheerful disposition. She just wanted to hug the cute pink haired thing she had no idea was an android. It certainly didn't seem hostile and had a hard time pin pointing its reiatsu. Seeing the android step back made her blush in embarrassment, was she too cheerful? She had no idea it was trying to play a game or she was much of a blonde ditz to understand.

"Munin? You mean you're memory right?" she knew far much of her culture to hit the nail on that name.  "Did the gods send you, Munin?" she squinted suspiciously now. Many of the shinigami liked to have messengers using Norse Pantheon  upon the humans. "Well then, Munin, my name is Freyleif." she kept her smile and continued to observer the pink haired being before her, no raven form? Just what in the world was it? Surely its name had meaning, everyone's name had a meaning even her's.

"Don't worry, I won't harm you. What exactly do you need help with? Unless you want me to guess?" she tapped a finger on her chin and leaned forward some eying the little android. "It's obviously important and the Norns must of had a reason for this meeting." she nod sagely. "So, Munin, you must be a smart thing and obviously could sense my energy among the crowd and I felt yours. So, there could be one thing I could assume you're here for." she decided to play the android's game and giggled going to reach out and poke its forward if it allowed physical contact.

"What do you need from little old me?" her Nordic wolf cross hanged off a silver necklace around her neck and swayed in plain sight. "You're not those masked things," again  trying to probe her senses to the android. "Nor those reapers, uhm...I think a spiritual aware? Are you here for Quincy knowledge?" she gazed to see if the android had a cross too but didn't see one, shaking her head and giggled once more, she straighten up and listened.

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Gods?

Munin hadn’t thought that the Norse deities were even understood anymore. The actual name, referencing one of the two crows that serviced Odin, was fairly insignificant for Munin itself. “No god has sent me.” Munin said, looking peculiarly at the young one. She wanted to assign more meaning to Munin, put it into this sort of divine plan? What a silly endeavour. Freylief was the little one’s name, and the android smiled at it. “A lovely name.” it said, gently pulling the name apart. A name of Icelandic origin, that origin the cause of her familiarity with the Nordic name. What had brought the little one here then? Japan was quite far, though with the transportation methods available it wasn’t the impossibility that it used to be.

Munin’s head tilted as it watched Freylief lean forward, brow furrowing as it looked carefully back at the little one. “The Norns?” Munin asked in response to the statement, lips tightened at the strange statement. Was she that fascinated with her culture that she thought that they really existed? Such a peculiar thing, to assign destiny to some other force. It was utter nonsense of course, but Munin wouldn’t press on that issue. No sense in alienating

What? Eyes whirled to the sudden pressure, and any sign of happiness faded.
It boiled.
It frothed.
And Munin stepped forward to stand over Freylief.

“Do not do that again little one.” It had defied possibilities. The little one… had not been predicted to do that. It had been such a small possibility that Munin hadn’t bothered to prepare for it. Why would Freylief do so? Why did it want to push that? “I do not take kindly to contact. Please avoid doing so in the future.”

Turn down the heat; let it dissipate.
Control it.

The towering figure faded; and Munin stepped back. Reiatsu lowered down back to standard levels, that simple spark that rested in Munin’s chest. “I apologize if I was too forward Freylief. Please avoid doing that in the future.” Munin’s body reverted to a more guarded stance, hands drifting to place each of them on each elbow; the protective shield established. Divide existence: Munin is not you, do not touch me, I am my own.

Munin stopped, simulated breath returning to normal. “If Quincy knowledge would help me, I would seek it.” All signs of the anger were gone, forgotten in memory. “You are right. I’m not a Hollow or Shinigami. I’m more like you than them.” Not a lie. Munin was whole, like them. Or at least Munin considered itself whole.

“I need assistance with this.” Munin said, tapping its head with a finger. “My mind will be unable to continue existing in its current state in approximately a month. I seek to avoid that fate, and so I need to know how to fix this.”

Limbs felt heavy. Munin walked towards the wall, gingerly stepping towards it.
A hand rested against the barrier, and Munin’s body shrunk as it rested itself on that arm.
“Forgive me; it took too much out of me for that display.” An apology. To help explain it.
Just rest.
Rest for a moment.

Freyleif bowed her apologies as the android did not like to be poked, the towering form made her shudder in fear and she slowly stepped back a few paces. "Sorry." she rubbed the back of her head glancing off a few seconds before looking back to the particular android. She tilted her head as it was like she picked the nerve of the thing until it calmed down, it was nerve racking to say the least. She noted it it didn't like to be touched so the hug thought was out of the question.

Confusion set on her face as she lifted  a brow; it was one of them? She blinked a few times and wanted to ask what exactly she was talking to, a robot? A human? She let that thought go for now and focused on Munin as it walked towards the wall needing some assistance. "Whatever it is I can help," she reassured the android. "You wish to avoid a certain fate? What exactly is..er, messing with you then?" she carefully stepped closer to Munin.

"No need to apologize," she smiled and set her bags down and examined Munin. "You can trust me to help you. So what am I working on?" the young Icelander tilted her head, still having no idea what Munin was and was becoming difficult for her to understand what it exactly needed. Did it need something fixed with its head or pats? She shuddered as she never played around with someone's mind before and wondered what kind of 'tools' she would need to help Munin.

"You're going to have to talk me through this. Are you sure you don't want to go somewhere private?" the mall was a crowded place after all and it would draw unwanted attention. "But go on, I'll help in anyway I can." she waited for the next course of action as she examined the exhausted android.


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She at least knew how to apologize. Munin’s eyes looked back towards Freylief, a tired gaze accompanying a small smile. “It’s alright.” it said, glancing over the mass of people that kept walking past. None of them would come to help or show even a minor amount of concern. Just like sheep, they kept walking along their own objectives with no concern for the others that surrounded them. More’s the pity. The android kept breathing heavily, waiting for its power to ‘fix’ itself again. It would be about a minute before it returned to standard levels, but conversation was still possible, and standing was still an easy task. The hand drifted back to Munin’s side, and eyes closed for a moment as the android turned towards the little one.

She was quite nice. Honest, but bound up in illusions. She still thought the world was nice, was beautiful, that she could help. An internal chuckle laughed, and Munin’s smile widened. Freylief was hopeful that she could do something, know something and actually achieve something. She was still so human in her hopefulness, unknowing yet still desiring to do anything that it could to simply ‘help’. The Quincy approached without fear, without worry.

Strange.

“This isn’t the place for me to show you the problem.” Munin flexed its spiritual pressure for a moment, letting it surge forward. The crackle of the energy tingled through the android’s body, pleasurable as it returned to its normal state. “I wouldn’t want to unduly frighten them.” Eyes drifted over to the crowd of people, one of them pausing for a moment as it overheard the words. But he continued on, the words forgotten as he faded back into the obscurity of his life. Humans were such interesting little ones, Munin thought, turning towards the mall’s exit, but turning back to Freylief. “I didn’t want to say this in public, but I should tell you the details of what you may be trying to accomplish.”

Munin paused for a moment, glancing around, a red array coming into view over its eyes as it stares at the cameras that gazed down on the world below. A soft hum resonated from the android: and the cameras are blinded, the sounds are removed. “I am not human, as you might have guessed. I am more and less than that.” The android turned. “Did you have a specific location in mind? We may need to move soon.”

After all, security might be arriving to investigate why their cameras had shut down.

Wonderment. The girl’s eyes showed that kind of nativity to the world, not guarding that nature to the most intelligent ones. She wanted to help and that childish excitement could not be contained, even if a slight cautious that she may upset the android.

Head tilted in confusion as it sent out a surge of power through it to regain itself. Waiting till it ‘fixed’ itself and she just remained in silence. Many things swirling in her mind; just what was this person? It was hard to wrap her mind around the concept of an android. Her expression changing in that of awe as she bent down to pick up her bags again just in case some thief happen by. Her eyes followed the android’s gaze to the crowd then gave a simple nod, it was best if they didn’t draw attention as Munin was obviously aware as far as she could tell.


“I figured this wouldn't be the best place.” she nodded in agreement that this location to discuss matters would be a flaw in logic in staying private.

“..eh?’ she stared at Munin as its eyes turned red and was gazing at a camera. Curious. This thing was picking ather curiosity more and more she almost wanted to leap out with so many questions.

So it wasn’t human? Freyleif’s brow quirked upward. Just what was it, she would get her answers soon enough. It asked her a question where they should go and soon. Glancing left to right, she wondered where a safe place would be. The bathrooms? No way too dirty and people might walk in.

“Lets walk towards the exit and if you can see a hiding place, just tell me.” she started off towards the mall’s exit in quick pace walk with the girl’s long blonde hair swaying back and forth catching the eyes most of the people taking a glance. Ugh it sucked being a foreigner in another land.

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Munin was frustrated.

There wasn’t time to just go and find a place to hide away to reveal it’s secrets. There wasn’t time to simply wander around in hopes, especially given the attention that they continued to gather. The pink hair really had to go. The people just kept glancing over, half because of the rapid movement, half because of the weight that Munin and Freylief exerted on the world. Part of Munin just wanted to force them away, detonate something to cause them to run in fear. Fear was so easy to implement, but the android doubted the Quincy would be willing to work with someone who treated other existences so callously.

The stares kept on clinging, and Munin wanted to simply shove them away.
Shove their eyes up into their skulls, force them to be fascinated with their own existence for a while.
That would be a curious experiment, reactions to seeing their interiors.

But no time for that now. The doors spread apart, and the people were still scattered around. They kept on being pulled in, the fascination bringing them in. “This may be more difficult than expected.” Munin began to examine its map of the area, examining the geography and trying to find a place to hide away from all the stares.

The little lights kept dancing around, shining their little lights, satisfying their own little gaze and fascination. Munin’s mouth tightened, smile faded as it stared intimidatingly towards the repeated looks, their eyes rushing over and taking them both and fixing them in their mind. Putting them on display as the little exotic foreigner. Or at least that was what Munin assigned to them.

But another idea came through Munin’s mind, a little ‘room’ that the android had seen before. “Would one of those photo booths be servicable?” Munin turned back towards the mall, tracking the location. “It should be sufficiently private for depicting the secret?”

The stares and crowd were getting quite annoying to the young teen, sure she was a pink haired cutie, but to stare was just rude. To her concern they were all human or maybe they were just alluring as foreigners. Freyleif walked at an even slow pace as not to get lost or lose Munin. Perhaps she was being too helpful to a being whose name was off a Norse raven to gather memory, it was too late to change her mind and rethink what she was getting into besides she had no idea what this thing was capable of and atleast is not asking about her clan.

The exit was almost clear in sight when navigating around the masses and map of the mall. The blonde teen did not really speak as she tried looking for an area they could share their conversation without eavesdroppers. She paused once Munin spoke up about the photo booth and turned back. "Hmm? Ah that's a good idea, sure." she commented in reply as she didn't think of that and let the robot lead the way. No one really seemed to be using it and it could be an ideal place to chat alone and figure out what to plan next. The bags she was carrying were getting heavy anyway in their walk and Freyleif was still tired from her trip from Iceland.

Giving a soft yawn, Freyleif entered into the booth then sat down somewhere comfortable and set her bags down. Finally a place to relax. "So, mind telling me about your problem now?" she awaited until Munin was inside and made itself comfortable, the robo still looked male to her in her mind. A pink haired boy wasn't that too unusual in Karakura with all the anime craze and pervert skirt chases. Thank Odin she'd rather be a tomboy and wear more boyish clothes.

"What's this big secret?" she gave a smile and listened to the droid to tell its tale.


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She was so relaxed. The android smiled as they took a seat within the photobooth, happy to finally be hidden from the prying eyes of humanity. A soft breath breathed out imagined stress, and Munin fixed its vision on Freylief again. There was still a question of how potent this Quincy really was. She didn’t have that much power, but perhaps she possessed enough expertise. At the very least, showing her secrets wouldn’t be that harmful.

“Please don’t be frightened by what happens next. It may look a bit scary, but it won’t harm either of us in any way.” Munin paused, smiling for a moment. “It’s best if I show you how I work rather than simply speak of it.” It was unlikely that she had knowledge of how Munin could operate, but a visual depiction would be a good way to help explain. Munin’s smile faded, and its breathing slowed to a shallow rhythym. A hand was raised to touch the android’s face, running directly from hairline to chin in a perfectly straight line. A soft ‘pop’ sounded as a tiny crack appeared in its mask-like face; green light shining from within it. “I am more of a robotic being, meant to act as a human-like being.” Eyes and lips began to move, the entirety of Munin’s false face splitting along the line, the two halves moving apart to reveal the system of light beneath. A crystalline hedron hovered in the centre, glowing with a pale green reminiscent of dilute food colouring; connected to the rest of the circuitboards with sparks of lightning jumping from hedron to body. Circling around it was a smaller hedron, glowing red with Kido, connectedly directly to the central hedron by the spellwork.

“To explain what you’re seeing, the crystals that you see are my memory systems.” Munin’s voice still sounded unimpeded, though its lips did not move. A little bit of caution to make sure that Freylief was not too frightened. “My memories are stored in the central one, which lets me process the world with reference to what I’ve witnessed before. The orbiting hedron is a secondary processing unit, connected with Shinigami magic.” Munin paused, tapping the side of its head and letting its face return to its normal position. With a soft ‘hiss’, it clicked back into place, with no indication that it had or could split apart. “The problem is that the orbiting hedron is powered by the same magic that allows it to serve a secondary processor. This means that eventually I will run out of power for it, and it will eventually fail.” Munin didn’t frown, didn’t smile. It was a simple recitation of fact. What Freylief would do with the information was unknown, but Munin didn’t worry much about that. “I currently do not have a way to recharge the secondary processor, which is the main problem. Without a way to recharge it, I will cease functioning in approximately a month’s time.” The android paused, watching the Quincy. What would she say? Could she really say or do anything of import?

With any luck, she would be able to find some way to aid… even if it required Munin to make itself indebted to her.

Freyleif pulled some hair out of her face as she watched Munin place a hand on its face and asked her not to be afraid. She tilted her head curiously on what the android meant and waited in anticipation. Her eyes darting up and down the now face as it made a ‘popping’ sound and she gave a gasp of astonishment seeing what Munin really was, he really was an android! The face split in two revealing the glowing green insides and circuit boards sparking with lightning jumping from one hedron to the body.

The Quincy was quite fascinated by the complex structures that made this person, spells used to keep it alive and functioning. How fascinating, and Freyleif slowly began to understand this thing was indeed a robot. She had so many questions to ask; like who was the creator and such but all she could do was stare in wonderment. Her thoughts were cut off as Munin started talking again and she looked at the hedron being some memory storage unit, the androids further explanation made it easier to understand what those crystals were. The android's ‘face’ clicked back into place looking normal once again.

There was a long silence as Freyleif proceeds his new information. How was she able to help? The girl’s face lit up with so many possibilities about this magic fueled android. She tapped her chin with a finger and looked up at the ceiling for a few more seconds as so many ideas flooded into her little brain. She wasn’t one of science much but this thing relied on the shinigami’s kidou or whatever.

“Is it possible to create a new processor of that crystal? “ she finally spoke this time of more questions. “I may have an idea to help you but I'm no science person.” maybe she could create an artifact just for Munin, after all, the Quincy were great creators and inventors of their own skill. The girl couldn’t help have a goofy little grin as these ideas flooded.

“So the shinigami made you? Would there be any danger to you if liquefied reiatsu was added as a fuel source? I don’t know how long it will take me and I may be too late by the time I have the resources. I don’t know if you trust me enough to uhm..experiment that on you.” she sighed softly.

“Maybe Jian could help you or the more skilled Quincy like Weylin.” she wanted to help so bad but it would probably take her days to create another crystal like that hedron but she was on sand clock time and she didn’t know how long Munin would still be functioning.

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Relief was written on Munin’s face. After all, there had been a 1.5% chance of a disastrous outcome: the Quincy running out of the booth, screaming in a combination of surprise and fear. That result had a 76% chance of drawing the attention of the police and other legal authorities, which then had a 14% chance of leading to Munin’s capture and subsequent time as the subject of various experiments for 0+X years. Following that would be a 80+% chance of Munin’s demise or reprogramming, with the unlikely event of Munin’s escape leading to another

>END PROCESS

STABILITY wagged its tail, the snow-white canine holding the spider-like processor in its mouth. CAUTION sighed, petting the dog as he retrieved the processor and placed it back; free of that web of possibility. VISION frowned at the dog-like processor, the newest arrival in Munin’s mind. The child’s frown drove it away, saddened by the dark glare, but quickly forgetting as it began to dash around the streets again, it’s antenna tail twanging in a simulated breeze.

Why did it have that anyways?

Munin’s eyes returned to their former lustre, cameras twisting back to their original position before focusing on the Quincy’s face again. To her, it would have seemed like the android had been staring off into space for a few moments, an unusual occurrence but not one too exceptional for humanity. The freeze had only taken two seconds, a small amount of the silence that had fallen over them as Munin had stopped speaking.

Her questions were analyzed in a moment; a response composed in an instant. “Yes.” was the technical answer, yet it required qualification. “Additional processors can be made, but it does not solve the problem of powering them.” Munin’s head moved gently, wavering back and forth a few micrometers at a time. “Crystalline processors would take less power to maintain, though linking them into the network would require approximately the same level of skill as integrating the current processor.”

A small nod affirmed the rhetorical question, followed by furrowed brows as Munin pondered the suggestion of ‘liquified Reiatsu’. A small search brought up various Quincy techniques that had been recorded by the Fourth, and strangely enough, the concept was possible. “Ginto is the technical term, correct?” Tilt the head a bit, pull the eyebrow closer to the eye, and a confused look asked the question. “It could certainly work, though the problem would still remain. Integrating it into my system would be very difficult, and would require a similar level of skill to simply integrating the processor.” Like diesel to a normal car, Ginto simply would not suffice without additional modifications. A gentle smile was deployed to assuage the Quincy’s ego, along with the comment of “I’m sure you could, though I’m unsure how much you could aid.” Freylief didn’t seem like the kind of individual who could properly aid, and given her relatively poor attempts at aid… she didn’t have the theoretical knowledge to help.

Unfortunate, to be sure.
Yet, the names she mentioned meant that this time had not been ill-spent. A thoughtful face accompanied with gazing at the wall; Munin’s review of the individuals bringing up little information on either. Weylin was a complete mystery, though… Jian.

Jian was a curious one indeed.

“Do you know where I may find Jian?” Munin asked with an earnest tone yet unheard in the conversation. A face of manufactured hopefulness composed of a small smile and glittering eyes at another potential door, completed with hands gripping knees and head tilted towards Freylief accompanied the question. “I’ve met him before, he lives in the area?”

“Please,” (widen the smile a little, just like that) “can you help me find him?”

So it was possible to make these additional crystals but to power them was still an issue. If only she knew whatever technology made this android, a slight frown in that set back and she observed the android thing a bit more as its camera like eyes settled on her.

The girl couldn’t contain excitement through her eyes, she wanted to know so much of this new being but there was little time for pleasant conversation. If the robot could read emotion, Munin could most definitely tell the teen wanted to absorb so much knowledge. Her knowledge wouldn’t help the droid due to her age maybe or the lack of equipment to really be of much use.

Ginto could also be used and she gave a small nod in affirmation on what she meant by the liquified reiatsu. So many thoughts flooded her head about using a hybrid modification with the shinigami technology maybe it could provide like an extra fuel source? She couldn’t help but smile when Munin made facial expressions, this android could really stand out in the crowd and already intelligent beyond most mundane human creation even being kind to her lack of any aidful way to somehow recharge the android.

The young teen folded her arms in a non disappointed way as she continued to ponder in that pretty little head of her’s and tried to figure out what she could do with her Quincy tech to fuse with Munin’s processors, sure there were other people’s aid that could probably help Munin better but her pride got in the way and jealousy. Nothing came up in a solution to help and this just hurt the girl’s head trying to think.

Munin then asked for Jian, man people seemed to want to get that Punch Boy’s help all the time. She rose a brow at Munin’s hopeful stance and pleaded kindly in where Jian could be hanging about. “Jian sometimes lives with us at the mansion. It’s south of Karakura up in the mountains and hills.” she finally spoke trying not to be annoyed when it came about Jian, an obvious eyebrow twitch couldn’t hide that. “He’s the strongest human spiritualist here so pinning down his reiatsu won’t be that hard or he’s off saving some poor soul. If you ever feel like dropping by our home, I'm sure Angeni won’t mind...heck maybe she could help you too. She’s my caretaker and pretty smart too in helping.” she gave a small smile. “Is there anything else you need to know?”


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