Caffiene and Curiosity (Justin INV)

Katsumi is rarely able to visit the Human World. Squad 4 physicians have a demanding job, one that requires long and dedicated hours, hard work, and no small amount of mental anguish. Only rarely was she able to get some time off. More often than not Katsumi would spend her off days at home relaxing. Often wandering the Rukon as she does, healing whatever sick she comes across. She chose the Human World this time, hoping it might feel good to be separated from all that may bring her stress. Kat was born in 1895 in the Ottoman Empire, the social technological advances since her death were simply astounding to the century old imperial subject. The world today was like something out of a grand novel, fanciful, bordering on science fiction as far as she was concerned. Mankind had in just 50 years after her demise, breached the precipice beyond the sky and landed upon the face of the moon. In her day no one would have thought such a thing possible. Now the Humans were eyeing colonies on other planets.

However, Katsumi did not care so much for that, moon landings and rockets and such. She sat in a cafe in Karakura, Japan; starring with an iron-clad gaze of pure fascination at the small white cup on the table before her, a scone on a plate off to the side. Steam rose from the cup, filling her sense of smell with the fragrance of expertly made coffee. The barista, the artist she was, had somehow through some bizarre sorcery, drawn a cat on the surface of the frothing milk. Of all things that Katsumi might find wonderful about the hyper-advanced society in which she now mingled, nothing seemed more enthralling than the feline sketch in her coffee.

Kat almost convinced herself to not ruin the milk-based art, but the smell of the coffee was becoming too much to bear. As well she looked weird enough staring into the cup as though it may hold the secret of mankind’s last century of progress. The shinigami strung her finger through the loop of the mug, and lifted it to her lips, taking a long sip. The coffee was a beautiful nectar, warm and soft through her lips.

Just as she was enjoying her drink, she felt a twitch, the unmistakable feeling of spiritual energy coming from outside the cafe. This feeling in her sense was very peculiar one of a kind Kat has never felt before. It did not feel like a Shinigami, that was for certain. Curiosity abounds. His reiryoku was not exactly weak either, around the the strength of a lower rank shinigami. Curious, indeed. Kat relaxed the suppression of her own energy and glanced out the cafe window, hoping the strange one might notice her.

JUSTIN ARCHER