I'll Quote You On That [EVENT]

The buzzing of an alarm clock caused the black-haired Visored to shoot up into a sitting position in his bed. He rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes and stretched, accompanied by a long yawn. Glancing out the window in his room in the warehouse, he saw the beams of sunlight drawing in and knew what was to come. Today was the big day, his last day residing in this broken-down building. Today he, Shiori, and Sayuri would take up whatever they could claim to own here and move to Tillhora, the haven, in Naruki City. But before that, while the others slept or went about whatever they wanted to do for the day, Hidane intended to get out on the town and enjoy himself. Frequenting his favorite spots in this town, while not necessarily difficult, would be a bit less convenient for the foreseeable future. He stood, slipping into his Gigai and dressing himself, in plain blue jeans and a white-and-blue striped t-shirt, his hair bound back into a ponytail, with plain white sneakers and black socks. In his Gigai both of his arms appeared normal, though his eyes retained their abnormalities.

He couldn’t sense Shiori in the building, unless perhaps she was below training, but it didn’t matter. She was free to do as she pleased, and she was probably still coming to terms with this new life anyway. On his way out, however, he did spot Sayuri asleep on the couch, cuddled up with Dane-san, the Hollow cat he had adopted long ago thanks to the creature being claimed by a friend that couldn’t take him with her. They looked cute together. The Visored grabbed a coat and walked out of the door, into the brisk morning air.

An hour later, the Visored found himself in one of his favorite non-ally-run cafes in town, enjoying a cup of hot tea and a hot sandwich to start off his day. He took a long sip from the steaming tea… when he felt it. He glanced to his right, sitting at an outside table at the café, and looked towards the taller buildings of the central part of town. It was a while off, but he definitely felt a pulsating Reiatsu there… Quincy, from the feel of it. His mind was immediately brought back to the encounter he and Caesar had had in Hueco Mundo… to Lisbeth and Lucian, the Quincies that had attacked them… talking of some ruler and a war to come… could this be an indication of that? He pulled out his Denreishinki, long since modified to work outside of the Gotei’s detection, placing a call.

“Oi, Shiori,” he said, his tone calm but firm, “I don’t know what you’re up to today, but you feel that? In the middle of town, in Karakura. I think we might have some trouble brewing.” He popped his soul pill mid call, holding onto the phone as his spiritual body slipped free, dressed in his combat dress of his Chinese-styled sleeveless top and slim black pants, his left arm completely bandaged in white. “Head over there as soon as you can.” He hung up the phone with or without a response, and a loud crack signified his Sonido taking him closer to the site of things happening.

As he approached, his recently heightened senses brought the scent of the Quincy upon him. He didn’t need to spread out his own Reiatsu and get detected when he could sniff them out. His deepening Hollow traits were… quite useful, sometimes. He walked calmly past several unusual individuals in white uniforms, around which the scent was strongest; so, it was more than just the individual showing off… thinking on it, it was probably a trap, anyway. But soon, Hidane would come into view of the one putting out the bait, and he had no problem falling for it. Within line of sight of the newcomer, he let his own Reiatsu run free, thick but not suppressing the hunter or any of her subjects, a thin black mist coating all surfaces in the area.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” He spoked loudly and confidently, his arms crossed against his chest. “Making such a display in my town… I guess that means you’re a bit more than just a tourist, eh?” His Sonido would carry him closer, only two meters away from the Quincy that seemed to be the ringleader here. “Before you ask, the name’s Hidane Asuka Koga, Visored. If you’re who I think you are, maybe you’ve even already heard of me.”