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The air was a bone chilling type of cold. It was winter and well into the night as well. Not a cloud in the sky and not a sound to be heard. You could see the full moon, it was peaceful out tonight. Well maybe not for long. If you were too look up at the moon at that exact moment you would have not seen it. Well that moon that is. A Garganta had opened where it would block the sight of the moon for just a moment. Kurushimi Stepped out into the frosty night. His hands tucked deep into his pockets. He was wearing a scarf that covered his lower face. He looked around. No one seemed to be in the area, yet. Kurushimi let out a breath.

The heat from his breath carried on with the wind that gusted by. Kurushimi had never been in the Human world before but it seemed much like HUECO MUNDO. With it being night and all. He had hoped that this was not all of what the Humand World offered. Kurushimi started to walk down towards the street. He wondered if there was anyone that could bring him any interest. Kurushimi did not know if he would find any humans. Maybe if he was lucky he would find a group and have a nice snack, or one of them would be able to see him . THAT would be interesting indeed. Kurushim kept on walking. SOoner or later he would know what would to come.

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GP: 5
Total: 5

OOC: This topic will not dieeee.

On the roof of some random house a weird looking doors appeared. Right away these doors opened and a single man came out of them. It was a rather nice and chilling night in the human world, all of the stars came out to play, the bright moon shined more brightly than ever. Indeed, a perfect moment to visit the realm of the humans. Poor Fang, he was rather bored in the world of Shinigami, always getting lame jobs such as cleaning the toilets. Being a recruit was not something that he enjoyed, in fact, being an Academy Student was better than that. But, in order to get what he wanted, he needed to go with the flow and endure all the torture so that he could finally accomplish his goals. One of them was getting a spot in his division which would allow him to go on fun and enjoyable missions all over the world. But the most important reason why he wanted to gain a high spot was so that he could find people who are strong and worthy enough to fight. This Shinigami loved to fight, to him it didn't matter who his foe was as long as he or she was strong. If they were weak they would get spared and left to get stronger so a re-match could be held later on. On the other hand stronger foes were killed in a battle for honor, where losing might mean death. Fang was a man who lived by the warriors codex, the whole point of his life was to do something exciting.

Anyways, for this visit, since it was rather cold outside, the young Shinigami decided to come prepared. His clothes consisted of a black sleeveless shirt, silver colored pants, a bunch of bandages tied around his arms and a long cloak which covered all of the clothes mentioned above. It was a black colored cloak with red outlines. Fang even used this cloak to hide a part of his head while the darkness of the night hid most of his face, only leaving the part up to his nose visible. Due to that, the tattoo which was covering the left side of his face was also visible. It was a weird looking tattoo which didn't seem to have any meaning. But, it probably meant something to the Shinigami since he had it tattooed on his face. At this moment it didn't matter, it was not something to be revealed at this moment. Anyways, the clod did not bother Fang at all, this cloak of his was warm enough and it protected him from the cold. He was more concerned about what was he going to do now that he had finally reached the human world. Hmm, maybe I should go and find someone strong to fight. Hollows are boring, I should fine a Quincy or one of those humans with powers; the male thought while looking around to find someone who could interest him and who would be worthy enough.

As he walked through the area at which he arrived, the male noticed something. Out of a sudden he was able to sense a spiritual pressure nearby. From what he was able to deduct, this signature belonged to an Arrancar, one who seemed to be a tad weaker than this young Shinigami. But, even so, since he was an Arrancar he was probably able to use that Resurreccion of his. That would have placed him into an advantage over this male who couldn't even call out the name of his Zanpaktou. Indeed, Fang was a Shinigami who didn't know the name of his Zanpaktou, the one which was currently in its sheet which was attached to his belt. Not wanting to let this Arrancar to leave before he could get a chance to test his strength Fang quickly dashed away to meet him. By the time he reached this Arrancar, he found him reaching the ground from his little air walk and continuing onwards. "Hold it right there Arrancar-kun, I wish to have a little duel with you. I wont take no for an answer, so just accept it and make it easier for me." With a calm and excited tone of voice Fang would speak to the other male which was located ten meters in front of him. At that moment he was to the left of the Arrancar. But, that might change soon enough. For now he decided to wait and see what his friend was gonna do, keeping one hand on the hilt of his Zanpaktou just to be sure.

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GP: 15

Kurushimi was unsure if humans were still around this time at night. Thye must sleep like he did, though he was not too sure about that. Kurushimi reached into his pocket, messing with the content of them inside. He slowly pulled his hand out a pack os ciggerts. These bad boys where from a store he had just recently went to before coming from HUECO MUNDO. A pack of Marlboro 100's. The red and white design seemed a bit odd, maybe it was because Kurushimi's outfit was a bit darker but he did not care. He took out one of the drags, passing it by hi nose, getting a good smell of it before putting it in his mouth. Reaching back into his pocket, he took out the flick lighter he had. This one was something special to him though, but he would not tell anyone why. In one swift movement he opened the lighter and lit his drag.

Kurushimi took a long breath before exhaling. The smoke carried along with the wind of the night. It had taken Kurushimi that long to figure out that someone was near by. He moved his eyes around the area, scanning for anything that was moving. He was surprised at how the man had found him. From the look of it, this man seemed to be a Shinigami. Fairly new like himself in the Hollow World, but that did not change anything, that he had found him pretty fast. Kurushimi smiled as the man asked him to duel.

"Well, my good sir, i have forgotten my pistol at home tonight. This would not be much of a duel if i did not use my pistol now would it?" Kurushimi smiled, his snake like smile. He then vanished from where he was, moving forward to the house by him to his right. He landed on the roof like a feather, making very little noise at all. He looked over his shoulder. Taking the drag from his mouth as he exhaled the smoke.

"Now Mr. Shinigami, why would you want to fight little ol Me? I am not a regular Arrancar, i dont care too much for fighting most of the time. I am one to wonder why those who fight do so, while cleaning and taking the remains of those that have died." Kurushimi looked at the shinigami that was seemingly wanting to fight. "What was his goal," kurushimi wondered, "why was wanting to fight someone that was a tad bit weaker then him. Was it not a Warrior's way to fight those that are stronger to test their power? " Kurushimi put the thought outside of his head. He placed his hand on the hilt of his own sword. At the same moment the flicked the still lit drag into the air, it fluttered around till landing in the street, still lit and still smoking. Kurushimi smiled, he might be able to figure out what was so interesting in himself that made this shinigami want to fight him.

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GP: 10
Total:15