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Character(s): Soujirou and Souji (Oscuro)
Content: AU TWINS MEET Soujirou finds Oscuro as per Aizen's orders.
Setting: (Qing, where? L4 okay? Or?)
Time: Early evening
Warnings: None, right now.



Soujirou walked for a while, after leaving Himura-san. He found that he was a little annoyed. Just a little. Enough for it to be puzzling. The tenken shook his head, finally, clearing the last bits of the conversation from his mind. It didn't matter, because Himura-san was wrong, and they would prove it.

He tapped his foot against the ground, and found that even if he was not annoyed he couldn't quite get his mind off of the subject. Himura-san had a new sword, still a sakabatou. It was a bit unfair, how someone who didn't kill could be so strong. Soujirou again shook his head, and thought it best to go for a run.

Shukuchi was a marvelous thing. He just had to think about it and try and the world melted away for a while. Then it would snap back in place and he would be in a different location all together. Now, where to find Oscuro?

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['s good~ thanks! So sorry for the late post! >.<]]

The person in question had simply been on his way after meeting the strange not-human he'd seen earlier, already dismissing the other from memory. Oscuro supposed that the other had not been worth remembering, anyway.

Slipping in easily through the crowd, absently taking in the sights and sounds of the city, and wondering why the citizens here seemed to be like cutboard cutouts of each other, he let his arms hang loosely by his side, keeping an eye out for Aizen-sama.

He'd heard through the journals that someone was looking for him, and he wasn't quite sure who, although whoever it was probably would know him by sight. Despite the influx of the more...colorful and intriguing individuals, Oscuro still pretty much stood out in his own right, dressed in a pristine white coat, with a bone white wolf skull to match.

Slipping a hand casually into his pocket, keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, he paused when he spotted an odd-looking boy not too far away from him, with a smiling face and Japanese style robes. (Although the shirt had been an odd touch.)

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Now. If he were Oscuro, where and who would he be? Soujirou thought about that briefly as he sort of meandered through the people of Paixao. First, it wouldn't be one of these, the rather placid blonds. No, it would have to be one of the 'foreigners', and probably and interesting one at that.

He turned his head, catching something white out of the corner of his eye. There. White bone skull. White coat. Without really thinking much, Soujirou headed in that direction, a pleasant smile plastered across his face. What better way to greet his errand than with a smile?

"Hello, I'm looking for a man by the name of Oscuro." He offered right away. Small talk wasn't needed, but his tone was polite and nothing in his posture offered a fight.

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"You found him," Oscuro commented, looking over at him. This one was mortal, he knew, but he looked strangely familiar at the same time. Unable to - for the moment - place him anywhere, Oscuro's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, although there was a blatant lack of hostility.

At least for now.

Lavender eyes flicking down to the hilt of the sword he carried, he couldn't help but stare. The hilt and the crossguard was familiar - he'd know it anywhere, and for one simple reason.

Kikuichimonji Norimune only had one worthy master. And said master was still holding it.

Despite this, Oscuro forced himself to look back up at the boy, his voice deliberately even. "You were the one searching for me?"

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So this was Oscuro. Soujirou found himself both nonplussed and vindicated. There was something decidedly off about the man, if the skull piece he was wearing didn't give it away. Something that was similar, if not vastly different, from Aizen-san. Either way, it wasn't his concern.

"A man named Aizen asked me to find you," He added cheerfully. The tenken caught the flicker of the gaze, and resisted the urge to drop his eyes. He knew where the glance had gone. Kikuichimonji Norimune. "I'm lucky to have found you so quickly!" Soujirou nodded, maintaining his pleasant facade.