Delegated Tasks. (Alison topic)

Not quite moved out of her old office, partly because she has to run both duties at the moment, the Interim Head Captain called the young girl to her office. Reading the dossier on her, she seemed interesting. She seemed to remember her interviewing Setsuna, and she also had some unique powers of her own? Understandable Sets would wanna take her in. As soon as Alison would come in she'd see an empty chair in front of the Headmasters desk for her, with a steaming cup of tea and a sword just behind that.

Alison hurriedly darted through the offices, slowing to a walk every time she passed a window, and trying to adjust her outfit. She looked fine, but she was meeting the Interim, and most likely permanent, Head Captain for the first time. She couldn't go in shlubby. It didn't help that she had no idea what she was being called in for. She eventually made it to the door and stopped, taking a few seconds to calm herself. Okay... Just... go in in interview mode... even if you might be in trouble. Crap. What if she knew Alison's nature. "Rrrmmm.." She frowned and took a long slow breath. Okay. Ready.

She knocked the door before opening it. "Hello? Miss Head Captain Tsukino? I was contacted and.. told to come meet you here." She walked into the office and bowed, standing behind the chair, glancing at it and the tea. She hesitantly sat in the seat, watching the Head Captain to see if she gave any response to indicate Alison shouldn't. "It's not every day I'm contacted by the head of Soul Society.. I... Hope I haven't done something wrong?"

"Of Course not Alison, dear. My predecessor had taken note of you and as the current Head Captain, I figured I should take up where she left off. I believe she wanted to train you in the ways of the shinigami, just in case." She motioned for her to take the tea. "That's what the sword in front of you is for. We are here to see if you can manifest a zanpakuto spirit." Maki got up and walked around to the front of the desk, sitting on it, she leaned back. "Normally this could take years of training. But I have trick I wanna try, if you're up for it."

She wanted her... to... what? She looked from the tea, to the sword, to Maki. Could she even manifest a zanpakuto spirit? She knew she had energy that passed for a Shinigami's, but she didn't know... Well... If she opted out, it would look suspicious. Who wouldn't want their own Zanpakuto... Honestly, she DID want one...

Besides, did she even have a choice? She shakily picked up the tea and took a sip. "Uh.. Y..Yes? Yes...... Yes." She nodded with finality. "I'll do my best, at least." She added in. ".... Also your tea is good...... Miss Head Captain Tsukino, Ma'am."

"Well then, we'll get started." She pulled out her zanpakuto which swiftly became a baton. "We're going to supplant memories of someone else going through training into your mind, allowing your brain to have gone through the motions and hopefully, we'll see some results. Now, don't worry, you can deviate from history somewhat, the "dreamstate" will work to correct the mistakes. Now, lets begin-" Allison would feel a whirring, gut-wrenching feeling the the baton touched her temple.

Allison would notice she's on a practice field by herself, if she looked down she'd notice she was not herself. "Chiyo, get your head out of the clouds! Do you even WANT to be a shinigami?" A large, bald headed shinigami waved a practice sword at her, trying to get Allison's attention.

Allison raised an eyebrow. "Wait... wait, what?" She saw the baton coming towards her, glancing down at her tea. No no no no no. She hastily tried to place it back on the desk, but was entirely too slow.

And then she didn't have any tea at all because wut. Where the hell was she? She glanced down expecting maybe to find dropped tea all over herself but instead found... "Ahh!" She hopped up in surprise at the shouts of the drill instructor. Chiyo? Ah. She understood now. She was someone else now.

Huh. So this is what that's like.

"Sir yes sir!" She said, saluting and standing at attention. She wasn't entirely sure how she knew to stand at attention but she did.