[RL with Grimmjow]

[tiedbyfate]

Shito and Chika didn't go hunting every night. In fact, right now they were both taking a night off - at least, Chika was working at his other part-time job, and so Shito was taking a walk, careful not to move out of the radius permitted by their condition. The last thing he wanted was for his hand to start rotting off at the wrist just because he

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[here_ichiichi]

Boredom had caused Grimmjow to wander off - use Garganta and find somewhere else to go; have a little fun. Something the other Espada had a poorly painted picture of.

It was Russian Roulette this time; he wasn't sure where he had ended up but it didn't seem too bad. Though nothing about it seemed to stand out - not yet anyway. The surroundings seemed like something human; which was fine with him. He was tired of playing with arrancar. But humans broke too easily.

Still, there was a deliciously strange feeling he was getting by. It wasn't very lively. It was sort of dull; but it excited him - as he had never felt an energy like this one yet. Grimmjow's curiosity got the best of him, and he decided to keep going, more than sure he'd like this one.

[tiedbyfate]

Shito was walking down the sidewalk when Grimmjow saw him, a young man, in his teens, delicate and beautiful. Though he looked like a normal boy, if one so attracting he might have stepped out of GQ magazine, he smelled different. Dead, but no trace of rot.

He walked unhurriedly, unaware of the arrancar's presence, then suddenly paused and turned around, his head coming up. He couldn't normally sense things, but the arrancar's energy pushed at him. It felt like ectoplasm, and he suddenly started walking in the opposite direction, looking this way and that to try to figure out what it was he was sensing, and where it might be.

Damnit, he thought to himself. Since Akatsuki was at his job, that meant that Shito's hand was also at his job. Whatever this was, he couldn't fight it, even if he did find it. So what was he going to do?

Identify it, then run, he decided. If it was a zombie, it was a powerful one. If it was a ghost, it wouldn't be able to hurt him.

[here_ichiichi]

What a strange energy that one has. Like there isn't anything there at all. He followed him, intent on getting his new prey he had found. This is exactly what he wanted.

He hadn't a good glimpse of him yet; but he intended on fixing that. Quiet at first, as he didn't want to startle him anymore than he had already seemed to - but then, perhaps stalking him wasn't the right way to go. He wasn't exactly sure of his power -- if he had any at all (he had learned to not underestimate someone - no matter how normal they look) but he was confident he could take care of it.

[tiedbyfate]

Shito looked into alleys and shadowed alcoves, searching for that strange thing he sensed, pushing down on him like a physical pressure. But there was no zombie in any place he considered to be a normal zombie-type haunt.

Finally he just stopped dead where he was, and looked around. There weren't any other pedestrians in sight right now, and the street seemed deserted.

"All right," he called, his tone raised irritably and promising violent retribution if he were left chasing his tail any longer. "Come out. I know you're there."

If there wasn't really anyone around, he'd feel pretty damn foolish.