A Brother In Arms (Closed for Alex Kairis)

As the sky darkened into the evening hours, Arthur was perched atop the roof of a local shop, longbow held tightly in his left hand as he surveyed the streets below. It was an uncomfortably still night -- almost no wind, and not much activity in the surrounding area. It was eerie, in a sense, but he couldn't allow himself to relax; hostility was very likely near. He had sensed the nearness of a Hollow not long ago, and as best as his average abilities could detect, Shinigami didn't seem to be particularly active in this part of town; with a lack of Shinigami presence and a weaker-grade Hollow, the young Quincy had figured this might be as good a chance of any to "stumble" upon one of his kind. Back home in England, raised in a family of Quincy, he had known most of his comrades around him -- however, since coming to Japan, he had had little, if any, contact with the local Quincy population. Each time he'd had a run-in with a Hollow, he had resolved the conflict himself or fallen back in the face of a Shinigami.

Tonight, he was on the prowl -- and if what he'd learned by keeping his ear to the ground was true, he might find himself in the presence of a fellow Quincy this evening. Arthur knew that he could only remain an isolated solo actor for so long. Eventually, he was going to have to make friends and alliances, and find his way in what seemed to be a spiritual "hot zone" compared to his English roots. Bow at the ready, he waited... Sensing through the area for Hollow and Quincy alike.