Rapping his knuckles against the "door" for lack of a better word, Nicholas brow furrowed as he circled the kido, the tip of his tongue pointing out of his teeth.
"I'm seriously tempted to taste this thing right now..." He blurted out randomly. Shaking his head to clear away such thoughts he muttered aloud to himself.
"One sides weaker than the other right? Its invisible, crazy strong on the outer side here." again, he rapped his knuckles against the surface, eyes bright and attentive as he "watched" the door, a look of childish fascination present on his face as he completed his rotation. "But, this side...the weaker side...It feels...I dunno...fragile?"
He paused, spare hand scratching at his cheek as his eyes rolled back.
"Yeah...I'm actually kind of afraid if I keep touching this side it'll shatter before me and you'll have the unfortunate job of setting this bad boy up again. My my, this is an interesting barrier. What Captain Tansen sees in it I will never know...To me, Enkosen seems much more...I dunno, practical I guess? Its easier to visualise and it at least has a more proper badass sounding name. What is this Kyomon s**t? Who invented its name, a drunk Japanese man in his early 30's who draws pictures for a living? Unbelievable..."
Tightening his fist, he briefly visualised Enkosen again, the small wall of hexagons bursting before him in a delightful flash of reiatsu as Nicholas got to work comparing the pair.
"Buuttt..."
Rapping his fist against his own make shift shield, Nicholas frowned.
"It doesn't feel as sturdy as the strong side of Kyomon, that's for sure...but at least its strength is more spread out, I guess...Kinda hard to ********, I'm not much of a visual learner anyway."
Dismissing his shield, Nicholas sat cross legged on the ground, placing an elbow in the palm of his left hand and resting his chin atop his right.
"Kyomon's definitely bigger...and wider, but the basic principles feel the same...I could probably construct Kyomon in the same way I made Enkosen, only this time Miss Sonia wouldn't have to try and kill me...Oh, but how I miss the attempted murder...it is very fun..."
He sighed.
"Right than...reinforce the outer, take some away from the inner...make it bigger, better, faster, stronger and all that Daft Punk jazz...We won't get anywhere sitting around and typing for a page and a bit, now will we..."
Sitting up, he spread himself out more comfortably, both palms held out before him, a look of calm on his face before it tightened, the immediate area around him crackling with energy. Flashes of blue, explosions of white as Nicholas' palms scrunched up into palms.
"Kyomon...um...Super Invisible Door Thingy!"
Because all things needed a cool name.
And it spread out before him. With his heightened ability to sense reiatsu and all this Grim-damned training, Nicholas could...well, sense more than see the series of hexagons, the damned shape that seemed to be his stereotype, along with his references to Grim and bipolar like personality, forming and connecting in a way to reflect Sonia's own attempt at the kido.
"Grim, it is such a poor attempt at plagiarism...Oh, its ugly, very very ugly...but I wonder...will it get the job done?"
((My character is all over the place. And my Gods yes its intentionally done.))
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