There's A Hole In the Neighborhood

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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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     The movement had not gone unnoticed, and Ulquiorra cast a glance out of the corner of his eye just in time to see the petite figure dart just out of sight. He figured the Shinigami was wise to conceal herself, although that only made him somewhat suspicious of her actions. Keeping tabs on him, then? Well, he supposed he couldn't blame her. Different a place as this was, old ways and a lack of trust still ran deep.

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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     There was neither a smirk nor a snort at the words that were spoken to bridge the gap of silence between them, even though Ulquiorra found them ridiculous. He remained where he stood for the time being, deciding that moving closer might be seen as some sort of provocation. Shinigami were so cautious.

"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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Rooftops are a frequent haunt of all those with the strength and agility to run them. Of which Anatole had entirely too many, at least in Deneve's opinion. But sometimes they really were the best way to get around, avoiding the crowds and the natives and any number of other people she'd rather not see.

When she spots Ulquiorra he happens to be in her way, in a manner of speaking. He stands on a rooftop that is part of the route she plotted to get from the Foxhole to the edge of the city as efficiently as possible. She notices too that he has that kind of energy like the shinigami have, slippery to read, hard for her to gauge precisely because it is not exactly yoki.

She lights on the rooftop not far from him but does not sat anything at first, the dark grey hood of her cloak pulled down to hide her eyes, not that he would know what it meant that they are silver.

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     It's like catching a whiff of a scent that hadn't been there a moment ago. He lifts his head but a fraction of a degree, his eyes sliding as far to the side as he can see without turning. It's a familiar presence, and it only takes the Espada a moment to place where he's sensed it.

Finally he shifts, looking towards the cloaked woman, but of course he speaks no greeting. Instead he watches her expectantly.

[twoswordjuniper]

It's like a standoff for a few moments as neither of them speak. But she has no grudge against this person - doesn't even know him, if she's honest - and there is only the flicker of familiar energy to be read off him. She lowers her hood and studies him for a moment.

"I haven't seen you before."

It's as friendly as greetings to strangers get for her.

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     He continues to watch her, eyes unblinking as though committing every ticking second between them to memory. Even though the woman across from him finally moves, Ulquiorra remains with his hands in his pockets, still as ever. The only movement on his side would be the breeze that picks up, tugging at the ends of his coattails.

And then she breaks the silence for them, her words prompting a slight shrug in response.

"I don't often make public appearances. ...but then neither have I been here very long."