Far-fetched{Ogi}

[Stour]

Stour, his gigai abandoned today, was walking across rooftops on the edge of town. The sun was setting and it was a rather windy and cloudy day. He had expected rain, but the streets were still rather crowded.

There hadn't even been any hollow activity. He had taken to dispatching those he was near enough to. It was the least he could do, since he never payed for anything that he took from these people.

The reality was, however, he missed his old life. Belonging was nice. The particulars of that life, though... Those he didn't miss. He couldn't handle those circumstances any longer. Being free from the desert wasn't that bad, either. And there was the fact that he had secluded himself from most fights with Shinigami. That was also beneficial.

He stopped on the corner of a roof, overlooking a park, and looked down on the humans, lowering himself to a crouch. He waited for the rain to scare them all off, but it never came.

[ogihci]

Tataki Masu had been clearing out a few stragglers of hollows. They weren't much, pretty much the common rabble that he didn't really need to try hard to extinguish. Still, he at least hoped he could help them regain their sanity. Sadly, he didn't know how to make hollow into arrancar. If he did maybe he could turn enemies into allies for his ever long quest to bring peace to the worlds. But, sadly that was only a pipe dream for now, sure he had Dante Tennin's assistance but, that only proved to go so far. He needed more help, and he knew it. Strangely he had been feeling another reiastu all day, actually taking care of the ones that he couldn't quite get to. The reiastu was similar to his but, certainly was not Dante's. He found himself questioning it, who could this individual be? After each encounter the reiastu would soon vanish as if they were hiding.

But that was a thought for another day, another hollow had appeared. Just his luck, a person of interest appears and suddenly the hollows start showing themselves again. Oh well, he would have to deal with it, and maybe check on this person later. He turned to the direction and began to shunpo there, the hollow was still a little off, how annoying. This was the price for peace, in his eyes. if you want peace, prepare for war was a very astute quote for this moment and was most certainly a true one.

[Stour]

Stour's crouch was ruined by the sensation of a reiatsu that he knew to belong to an entirely different breed than his own, though similar. He wasn't often over-sure of his ability to sense reiatsu, but in this situation, he was confident. There was only so much a hollow, or a shinigami could to to hide themselves. But when you were in-between, you could hide it a little better. His eyes were narrowed, however.

He had felt this before. It wasn't a new sensation. He recognized it, this was the same aura as Kaki had had. A Vizard? A shinigami with hollow abilities. His eyes went wide. There was also a hollow. He knew what was happening. The Vizard had identified the nearby hollow. Stour knew he could handle the hollow with ease, but he was unsure of the Vizard. Both of these situations were unusual, the new Vizard, and that Stour was unsure of himself against him. Stour was tensed as this Vizard approached, and he even had a grip on his blade. He wasn't the type to waste a moment in combat. He didn't need to feel like he was stronger, he just didn't want to die. That had not changed in his time as a free hollow. It had, in fact, grown to be a stronger urge.