(OOC: Hope it's okay if I hop in here. If not, I'll go away. n_n)
There was a man in flambouyant robes standing under the awning of one of the other buildings near the Actua Are. He had been walking, napping, and drinking for awhile, off and on, to the point where he was disoriented. He had no idea how many hours or days or weeks had passed since he'd arrived through Joutenheim Gate. When the rain had fallen, he'd kept himself dry by wandering from awning to awning, or tilting his straw hat over his eyes.
Shunsui's general direction was towards the spirit force he sensed--that of his vice-captain, Ise Nanao. It wasn't very strong or easy to find for him, since he was tipsy and there were many conflicting spirit-forces around, ones that Shunsui had never felt before. In response, the man felt it wise to keep his own spiritual presence at a cool simmer; he had no idea whether this was the mortal world or not, but he was certain that it wasn't Soul Society.
What had attracted Shunsui's attention to Rabi was his shock of red hair. What held his attention to Rabi was one of the odd women of this world giving him the cold shoulder. Shunsui couldn't help but smile a little; he'd had personal experience in that kind of thing. It was heartening for him to find a little humanity among all the blonde-haired, blue-eyed drone-like people in the city.
"Don't be disheartened," Shunsui called from under his awning. A half-empty sake bottle hung in his hand. "There is always another blossom more lovely to be caught."
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There was a man in flambouyant robes standing under the awning of one of the other buildings near the Actua Are. He had been walking, napping, and drinking for awhile, off and on, to the point where he was disoriented. He had no idea how many hours or days or weeks had passed since he'd arrived through Joutenheim Gate. When the rain had fallen, he'd kept himself dry by wandering from awning to awning, or tilting his straw hat over his eyes.
Shunsui's general direction was towards the spirit force he sensed--that of his vice-captain, Ise Nanao. It wasn't very strong or easy to find for him, since he was tipsy and there were many conflicting spirit-forces around, ones that Shunsui had never felt before. In response, the man felt it wise to keep his own spiritual presence at a cool simmer; he had no idea whether this was the mortal world or not, but he was certain that it wasn't Soul Society.
What had attracted Shunsui's attention to Rabi was his shock of red hair. What held his attention to Rabi was one of the odd women of this world giving him the cold shoulder. Shunsui couldn't help but smile a little; he'd had personal experience in that kind of thing. It was heartening for him to find a little humanity among all the blonde-haired, blue-eyed drone-like people in the city.
"Don't be disheartened," Shunsui called from under his awning. A half-empty sake bottle hung in his hand. "There is always another blossom more lovely to be caught."