what i show you is reality. what you remember...

[thirteen_blades]

Who: Espedon, anybody
Where: Apartment Rooftop
When: May 3rd
What: Meditation interrupted?

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[thirteen_blades]

After a while, time enough for Link to complete a few sets of his Hylian kata, the obsidian-lined blade disappeared, leaving a wisp of distortion in its wake. Then, in no particular order, the other blades followed its lead, popping out of existence with a trace of their particular element. All but the gold-hilted greatsword, the centerpiece of the set

[thirteen_blades]

Now given a better view, Espedon looked the Hylian over from head to toe. He knew the youth either didn't or wouldn't speak, so... body language it was, then.

The blade hunter twisted the hilt in his hand, making it twirl. He looked at Link's sword, then looked at his own weapon- about twice as big and much shinier. Espedon then grinned widely, dropping the tip of the blade to the floor in front of him and sinking into an aggressive stance.

Let's play.

[falling_lotus]

Hitsugaya Toushirou's apartment was already a high one, 7th floor, but sometimes that simply wasn't enough. He needed to see the sky. Thus it was that the young shinigami found himself sitting in the highest place within reach: atop the doorway leading out onto the roof.

Normally he'd take the time to watch the sky or survey the landscape, but this time something else had his attention. He was used to communicating with his weapon and used to seeing others do so, but he hadn't expected to see it done by anyone else here. Especially in such a showy fashion. It was almost like intentional entertainment, though Hitsugaya supposed if it actually were meant to be seen, the man wouldn't have been performing it atop the roof.

He wouldn't interrupt though. He was more interested in watching.