Who: Ulquiorra Cifer, OPEN
When: Anytime during the week
Where: About Anatole
Format: Prose or Action, whichever is preferred.
What: The Espada's just trying to get himself more familiarized with the city. Perhaps you can also call it reconnaissance.
Warnings: None at the moment, depends on who he runs into.
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For a moment longer the small Espada continued to survey things from where he stood. If Rukia had hoped to catch him doing anything else, she'd have to have a matching patience to match his.
Things continued like this for a time, but eventually Ulquiorra deliberately turned his head to look in her direction, if just to let her know that he was well aware of her presence.
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"Attempted small talk is unnecessary," he replied. There was no sense in hiding the obvious, and the Espada didn't care to waste his breath on meaningless prattle.
He turned his glance away from Rukia to look out at the streets below, but hardly did that mean he'd dismissed her presence completely. "Expecting something?" She would not have been there watching, otherwise.
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"Should I be?" It was both a question and not. While he was not specifically seeking anything in particular, he was always open to what might come up, especially with the charge that Aizen had mentioned. For now, the Espada was simply picking his way around the city.
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"...I have seen some of the occurrences around the city over the Forges," he offered. "It seems that even here you Shinigami have found something to do to make use of your time." And skills, he refrained to add, but it was implied. "For myself, there has been no trouble so far."
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"So I have heard." And when it found him, he would just have to deal with it accordingly. Inwardly he was perhaps just the slightest bit curious about what lurked within the city, these strange Mists and even stranger beings from other worlds.
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"It was difficult not to notice." After all, one of those that had first spoken to him over the Forges shouldn't have been able to see him at all. Bizarre, not so much as annoying, but not impossible to get around. It would just take more effort.
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Were he more inclined to, he might have smirked at the Shinigami's observations. Instead he remained indifferent as always that Rukia might as well be making conversation with a marble statue.
Finally he did move, if only to turn his head and his gaze back out towards the city. "...would you say that you remain for the most part, unchanged, or do you think that you will, since coming here?"
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"True enough. But the situation has also changed." They were not forcefully pressed on opposing sides for held pawns and positions. That did not mean a game was still not being played.
That vibrant gaze swung back towards Rukia as though it could bore right through her. "Why?" he repeated, considering the question. "Would it make a difference to you?"
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