Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2012 13:12:25 GMT -6
A city of broken dreams...
A chilling breeze threw strands of hair into the bland grey sky, casting small streaks of electric blue against lifeless rainclouds. At least there hadn't been anything yet. No rain, no hollows, no dead human souls. Didn't change what the report had stated though, a commission from Genryuusai himself.
Where were they? Late?
If he knew Ise fukutaichou at all, one thing she wasn't, was certainly late. Another matter entirely for her Captain however. There could be no problems with this little mop-up mission. Everything had to be perfectly planned and coordinated, hence why he had picked the person to assist him with the most brains he could think off that was actually available. The other, however, he knew little about, a last minute addition to the squad and most likely one with enough power to at least match Ise. If not, they'd never make it out alive.
Three signs of movement to the left of the building upon which he perched himself. Three humans staggered forwards spouting incoherent rabble rather loudly. Not even 12PM and people were already out drinking? One detoured into an alley where Chikao heard the sound of vomit.
Humans...
He sighed lightly, placing his hand on the pommel of his blade and resting his other arm in the folds of his robes. He closed his eyes to think, not that anyone would notice if he had his eyes open or closed under the shawl and hood he wore, which covered his ashamed head to protect him from non-existent sand and wind and rain. Just an excuse that he told himself to help him get to sleep at night. His real reason is to hide the shame of being the most useless Shinigami in recorded history.
He broadened his range for reiatsu sensing, catching several rather large reiatsu levels moving far to the south.
Where were they?