Night time stroll (Game/Morph)

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The Vizard looked up at the lamp post, moths smacking it with utter abandon. His dark brown hair getting in his eyes just a bit before he absentmindedly brushed it away, his mind coming back to why he decided to walk down the streets at night.

The vizard corps. These past few months he had been weighing the options, to stay rogue and do his own thing or to return and carry on his work. After the war in Malaysia he felt that the corps weren't doing a thing to stop the demonic army of shadow fall and Monsuta. It caused him to waiver in his resolve to fight beside them.

A pent up sigh escaped his lips, "I guess I've made my mind up." He said, to no one in particular. He had given up on the corps and walked away, he should have stayed true to the cause like a good solider. His Zanpakutō vibrated softly in agreement with his choice to go back and continue his work.

His scarred tan hands firmly stuffed themselves in his pockets when he turned away from the light of the lamp post and the thoughtless moths. His feet gliding effortlessly over the concrete, moving without sound. Even though he had decided he was going to return it still weighed heavy on the man while he walked in the dark, his features over cast in the shadow. Might as well let off some steam. He thought before unleashing his spirit pressure while walking, the violet aura like a beacon to those who could feel it, hoping maybe a hungry hollow might take the bait, or maybe anyone would pick it up. A fight, a meaningless talk, anything at this point would suit the vizard as he went.

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What was this...? The energy, the presence of someone -looking- for an encounter? Why for Murai, this was absolutely delectable. It was someone to mess with at a place so awkward and so... Open for her to actually interact with. Currently, she was within an alleyway, dining on some wonderful food that was known as a burger and fries, bites taken out of the slaughtered and cooked cow as her skeletons constructed of her reiatsu fed her french fries. Honestly, this was pretty nice, and having someone to speak too would be all the more better. "Heeey... So Charles, Barles, feel that guy over there? Around the corner and all that? I want Barles to go over and meet him and Charles, keep feeding me, this stuff is -good-~!" Honestly, this was a prime example of power abuse by someone, but hey, at least she wasn't murdering random ass people for fun, right?

The skeleton itself slowly rattled out of the alleyway after bowing to his master, stepping out into the dark night and sensing the energy that was off in the distance, he strolled right on over. In the dark, this would normally be a terrifying sight, but for this odd individual, he had full access to reading the reiatsu skeleton trying to approach him. It's energy was from a female, an arrancar to be more specific, and it's reasons for attempting to converse with him would soon become known. Almost as ominously as possible, the skeleton stepped out from the dark covers of the shadows in order to approach Landan in the light of a stree-lamp above their heads. He lacked any form of clothing, or really anything else that would make him look prim and proper. Despite the lack of uniform, he bowed to Landan, one hand brought over his own sternum to show that he at least knew how to act with manners.

"Sir, the misstress would like to see you. She has sensed your presence and has decided that you would be a wonderful being to converse with at this time of night. Why, she even has a wonderful meal prepared, if you would be so kind as to accept. This is no trick or trap, she even allows you to sense that I was created from her own power." The skeleton spoke as if he were an old-fashioned butler from many many centuries ago. Ones that would tend to massive mansions and make sure that everything was just perfect. The skeleton soon stood up tall and stepped to the side, one hand gesturing towards the dark alleyway he had came from that seemed to lack any form of lighting to tell who was within. He was offering Landan the chance to go ahead himself, and to be fair, Landan could easily tell that the arrancar was within the dark, at the far end of the alleyway that would be a quick little walk over.

Murai herself, however, was waiting at the far end. The single candle she had used to illuminate her fold-up table and sets of chairs was quickly extinguished as her multiple bags of various fast food places were placed right on the table. She was waiting currently to make this as silly as possible, she did want to speak to the person, not scare the crap out of them in the dark with a being such as herself. It didn't take a genius to know people related Arrancar to blood thirsty beasts that wanted nothing more than a bad time, so she had to take extra careful steps to stop that from happening. Her skeleton-butler was left standing awkwardly to the side, holding a lighter that was ready to be flicked to illuminate the candle and illuminate the 'grand' dining table that Murai's guest would hopefully be sitting at.

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Third Seat of the Vanguard and now the Lieutenant Colonel of the Melee Division of the Vizard Corps was quite the title to hold. Both the organization's rolled on what people considered to be ‘good’ but for Hayden nowadays it was a stepping stone and a way to put food on the table. Don't get him wrong he enjoyed helping people and if he died for this he would die happy yet he couldn't help but feel like his destiny was guiding him somewhere else- a place where he could establish his domain and bring about his people again. Before he could dabble in that he needed the connections and holding high rank in both the orgs he worked for certainly helped achieve his goal- but tonight was no time for scheming and planning but a casual stroll and semi patrol.

The cool night air of the outskirts of Karakura was something Hayden had grown accustomed to, a brief but faint reminder that when he entered this area he was entering his home. Maybe it was recently becoming a full Vizard or just the notion that he may have to leave this place eventually cause him to grow quite protective of it. Should anything arise in this city and this particular area he would surely respond should he have the amount of time to get there and help neutralize whatever may threaten it. It was a pretty simple reasoning to be frank and in all honesty worked for the warrior styled male. So when the influx of a power energy was felt in the area on similar to his base form unrestrained his curiosity was piqued to say the least. The energy was rather reckless to release in this area, was he trying to attract the attention of less favorable people along with potentially suppressing much weaker people nearby- this was something that required his attention.

So he took the stroll to head over to the strong concentrations of Reiatsu, while not overly powerful it was certainly something that would require his attention. It would take a moment or so to arrive to the area allowing the Arrancar and Vizard to speak but when he arrives well- it’s hard not to notice a warrior like vizard carrying a large Zanpakutō on his back.

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Landen heard the skeleton approach almost before he felt the spirit energy, the rattle of bones would make this a poor assassin, so his hand casually landed on Azai rather than with haste like he was thinking would happen with his impulsive burst of energy.

A tongue click issued forth while he read the energy from the skeleton standing in front of him, an arrancar... his mind went back to a fight he had with a danava demon, the energies were close to one another but this one had some shinigami feel to it, like a weird inverse of his own, hollow and shinigami. Under that though the energy had a feminine tone to it and it made the hair on the back of Landen's neck stand up,Great, I'm being invited to talk to a bone head controlling woman who has prepared a meal... He thought, feeling sweat on his palms already.

Sure he could handle staring down a demon, could smile in the face of an enemy who's spirit pressure was so intense Landen couldn't move, could even laugh in the face of certain death but the one thing he couldn't do was talk to a woman.... "Lead the way Crypt Keeper. He muttered, already feeling nervous while he followed it back down the street from the way he came and stopping at the top of an ally way, the skeleton butler moved aside for him to pass, standing in an awkward manner which Landen attributed to the lack of muscle for proper balance.


His eyes adjusted, his pupils becoming oblong like a cats for just a split second allowing him to see in the dark before he waved off the skeleton lighting the candle and walked ahead, knowing it would have been better to let the skeleton go first so he wouldn't be flanked. What he saw at the far end of the ally made him blink with surprise, there was indeed a woman sitting there, she did indeed have a table with food, and it was all indeed fast food.

He sat down at the open chair opposite of her own.

The sweat on his palms had now moved tot he back of his neck, Stay cool dick lick he thought to himself while trying to remain casual, clearing his throat he spoke, "Um... Hi..?" The seemingly normal statement came out like a confused question but he tried to recovery by reaching for a drink to clear his throat only to have his shaking hand drop it down the front of him..... Just kill me now lord He thought, his stomach sinking in embarrassment.

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A wickedly large smile began to grow upon Murai's lips. He was following the skeleton! Finally, she wouldn't have to deal with intense boredom as she now had the chance to speak with someone that didn't have predictable responses. Honestly, enough time with these knuckleheads could leave her brainless like them. To avoid that, she would much rather deal with normal people any other time of the day. But enough of these idle thoughts, her guest was soon to arrive and she had to prepare even further, body quickly twisting upon the same seat she had been resting upon for a good few hours until both legs were crossed over one another, hands rested upon her lap, and she had a calm smile upon her lips.

It's a bit hard to imagine that she was supposed to be a 'villain' of any sorts. She was certainly very selfish when she wanted to be, but the rest of the time she preferred to just mess around and maybe meet some cool people. Soon enough, she could feel the presence getting closer and closer, approaching the alleyway as within a few moments, a candle was lit as the table was somewhat illuminated along with Murai's face. It was just... A table with a few bags from various fast food places, a few chairs, and Murai awaiting.

"Welcome! My name is Murai, and really, the only reason you're here is because I'm bored out of my mind and bought too much food for myself. So uh, yeah, enjoy dude! Tell me a bit about yourself or something." The response was given rather quickly once he sat down, both of the skeletal beings waddling right on off towards the entrance of the alleyway to act as bouncers. Checking people and seeing if the mistress was fine with inviting them to the table, if not, they would keep them out. It was rather simple and a bit silly for an adult like Murai to be doing this, but she rarely gets to have any fun. By rarely, she means within the past few hours.

"We could talk about a whole lot of different things, like maybe where you're from, what you know, your name, oh oh... Something I'd love to know is your race! I've never felt an energy source sorta like yours before, so it's super interesting. To be fair, I havn't really sensed a lot, but hey! I'm getting there. Also, don't be worried that I'm gonna try some trick or something, I honestly don't like fighting unless I get something out of it, and your wallet isn't something that appeals to me. No offense if you -do- have money on ya, just don't need it."

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She seemed utterly out of touch with him spilling the soda down his front, so he quickly closed his eyes and let out a little energy to heat himself rapidly and make the liquid evaporate before exhaling and trying to stem his nerves. It wasn't a giant drooling Hollow staring him down or a demonic goddess hell bent on killing everyone, no this was just a girl, a pretty girl that seemed to be excited that she finally had company and that's what threw Landen off.

No one ever really seemed excited to talk to him except for Carter and that's because the two were eachothers only friend. When a pretty girl did something weird like set up a fast food dinner in a narrow ally way it was strange and had Landen thrown off just a tad, if someone else had done it he would have been cool and level headed, not unsure of what to say but this idiot never really spoke to girls before and found his loud mouth had abandoned him and left him feeling quite bashful.

Snapping back to reality he heard the click clack of bones stomping down the ally way to leave the two alone and watch the opening toward the street, leaving them in peace to meet, exchange small talk, and get to know one another. Be that as it may stay on guard, eyes and ears on. He thought to himself before keening into what she was talking about, she seemed over joyed to have someone to talk to and wanted to know his name and all she could about him, " My name's Landen, I'm a Viza-" He started to answer before she kept speaking and he felt as if he had interrupted her.

Once she finally stopped talking after stating she wanted to know what he was, his energy, and that she was pretty new to all this he cleared his throat and picked back up, "Like I was saying my name is Landen, I'm a Vizard and actually the reason you might be so interested in my energy is because ours are closely related. We both have shinigami powers and Zanpakutō's but where as I still hold mine in battle you use your Zanpakutō as a way to unleash your Hollow abilities to the extreme from what I've seen with other Arrancar. I unlock my hollow powers by dawning my Vizard mask but most of the time I leave my hollow locked up, the panther is not a good friend."

Once he said that he could feel the burn of a violet flame while the wicked cat flick it's evil tail in his soul, whispering a dark promise of power like it always did when he brought it up.

Cracking his neck he shook the words from his mind and focused back on the girl, " You'll have to forgive my shaky voice and nerves, I just never get to speak to a pretty woman without her trying to kill me and being that you are an Arrancar and I am a Vizard and I work for the Vizard Corps we are actually enemies so any time now I expect this nice talk to turn to blows. I, though, won't be drawing my weapon if this stays peaceful because it's been quite a long time since I actually sat down with someone other than that short white haired asshole to relax so I'm taking full advantage of this. "

"[color=#9900ff]This food you prepared looks quite wonderful./[color]" he said, trying to adopt and old English accent to make the mood lighthearted and turn it away from his stupidly serious statement, " So Murai tell me about yourself, I've spoken enough, now I guess I could listen a bit." He said, feeling his stomach start to settle and his heart beat slow just a tad, still racing though at talking to someone new outside of the battlefield where it was easier to have a large ego. While he waited he stuffed four chicken nuggets in his mouth in an attempt to make himself not look like a child put on a spot light and uncomfortable.

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The woman seemed interested enough at least, ears left open so she could listen to everything he had to say. Her body had begun to adjust, weight shifting as she leaned forwards slowly, a single elbow placed upon the table, soon followed by the other as delicate fingers pressed against her chin to keep her head up. With her body leaning the way, her back had been left to curve slightly, top pulled down just slightly for a bit of cleavage to show in order to continue leaving this 'Landen' rather flustered. Honestly, at this point, she wanted to see just how much she could mess with him. A single leg crossed over the other one, thighs touching against one another almost visibly due to the way her dress had rested upon her body.

Instead of interrupting such as before, she remained entirely silent and only listened to what he had to say. Some of these things were interesting, such as the fact that he was a Vizard. It wasn't something that she had ever learned about or dealt with before, so it was a major point of interest for her. Along with the fact that he was a vizard, he wielded a similar weapon with a similar energy, perhaps spiking her interest at the first sensing of his power. That explained a lot for her, and also helped her feel... Just a bit more understood if he held a hollow within him. She never really met any other sentient hollow, or even arrancar that would speak with her. Hell, she felt like she was the only one to still walk the earth, so at times, it did feel rather lonely.

Well, there was still the fact that he wasn't -really- a hollow, on having one contained within him... That led to a small pout coming across the pale woman's lips. Edging downwards slightly as lips were pursed out teasingly, cheeks puffing out as brows furrowed. That was mean to the poor hollow! Keeping it locked up forever with no chance of freedom unless it clawed it's way out... And that probably wouldn't be very pleasant at all! Well, no matter the case, she still had to listen with her lips pursed forwards to show her disdain towards the comment about an inner hollow being kept within.

And soon, those words were uttered. 'Enemies'. Bah, why does that even matter? Hurr durr we're good people that slaughter everyone of this race. Honestly, they should either have a reason or just not set it to be one specific race within her mind... Welllll, most arrancar are probably really really bad and murder lots of people, so she sorta mentally put herself in a checkmate. Her thoguht process was a bit odd, but hey, at least this new fellow didn't plan on starting a fight. That'd be pretty unfortunate for him in such closed quarters. Less places to run and hide.

Before she could even start speaking, laughter burst past her lips. Her pout fading away and instead led to her lips curling upwards to signify a smile to join the laughter. She wasn't expecting something this nervous at all to give a silly little accent, laughter over taking her enough that she leaned back in her chair, bellowing out with hands where her lungs would be. After a few moments of her showing that she wasn't a stiff prick, she simply sat up straight and placed her hands upon her lap to look at least a little bit formal. He was at least enjoying the crappy food that she bought. It did it's purpose of getting someone's attention to stay, and that's all she could ask for.

"Alright, alright Mr. EnglishMcGentleman~!" Her own posh, english voice came out, face getting rather straight as her lips were pursed... Even a single hand raised with her pinky straight up seen to fully get into the accent that she would speak with for probably a good while. "Well, Mr. Landen, I have a few interesting facts about a woman as gracious and wonderful as me." Oh gosh, she had gotten even more condescending. "I am an Arrancar of many talents! One of such being that I am part of the well-known Monsuta who has just changed leaders to one less wild. Along with these change of events, a proper lady such as myself has gone through all ranks of the hollow lower-class in order to obtain a high standings such as this! While on the topic, why do you choose to not let thy hollow out? Surely once it grows in strength, it'll be unstoppable and could be used for your benefit! At least, that's how I believe. Though my knowledge may be -vast-, I am not all too sure on how a race such as yours works." She was starting to run out of fancy people speak, but she still seemed pretty adamant about keeping the act up.

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Ok so maybe he had gotten just a tad bit lost on his way to finding the source of reiatsu that had been emitted but in his own regard it had calmed down since then. The energy that had faded but he was able to direct his way to where it may have been; that was quite strange as he arrived at Landin previous position looking around as if he was searching for any clues if a fight or something happened. Besides a few thrown around cans and what not it looked like a pretty normal site in all honestly; of course someone would get his hopes up then disappear into the cold air of the night. None the less his eyes shifted looking around as he did feel two above average energy signatures pointing near an ally.

‘It seems that tonight might be a bit eventual or at the very least enjoyable,’ Hayden mused in his head as he made his way over to the split between buildings. The general feeling Hayden was getting was an ominious one but nothing that caused him worry besides he was near his home of karakura and anything that crawled around in the shadows would see that he held no fear. Afterall he was in the process of trying to become the co-corps leader of the Vizard Corps and since his training abroad at his home site he had gained considerable power but mentally and physically. But this did not mean he was going to let his guard down or prevent himself from attempting to make himself better; that perfection is unattainable is not an excuse to try.

In Hayden thoughts he analyzed what he might be willing to do in this situation should the need arise that he have to conduct combat; he’d try to end it quickly but knowing him it was hard for the male to simply fight without collateral damage one of his many faults. ‘Perhaps the odds will be it won’t be what it seemed; maybe it’ll be a slip in logical thinking..’ Hayden thought this letting out a sigh as he was consumed by the darkness of the ally to emerge quickly on the other side to be greeted by quite the strange sight.

As Hayden crossed the thershold of darkness to light what he saw could only be described as some type of alice in wonderland bullshit, a woman sitting at a table with skeletons seemingly feeding her with a male present- maybe it was one of those cheap dog dates. None the less the robed male brought his hand up to scratch his chin as he looked at the two in his lazily worn Haori, this was quite the fucking sight indeed to be frank.

As for what the two would see they would see a slightly taller than average man in the regards of those in japan but not overly tall, a odd five foot eleven to be frank. His tanned skin came from both his birth and the days spent fighting in the fields of war in which his skinned was forever bronzed; the many scars that adorned his body was a testament to this man was some sort of fighter. The shinigami robes obviously spoke to what he may be but the mixed reiatsu of hollow and shinigami pouring from him made it known of his Vizard descent- and from the energy emitting from the other male Hayden could make the same assumption. Even more a tell tale sign was the Zanpakauto strapped to his back.

“So- guys mind telling this strange what’s going on here; felt a strong presence and thought someone should investigate. Ya known- make sure no one was trying to cause trouble this early in the morning.”

Desmond spoke with a slight sarcasm in his voice as his arms crossed with a hand propping his chin up as he blinked at the two clearly not hostile at the moment but from the tone he was giving it was almost chiding in nature rather malicious. Clearly in his eyes it didn’t seem a fight was happening but he could only guess as to what is.

“My the way, I’m Hayden as my friends call me. I’d appreciate getting your names so I’m not calling you stranger one and two. Thankssss.”

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