Blast From The Past (Open)

Tue Jul 27, 2010 4:10 pm

…:::Ryou Iramasha:::…

Power, the most dangerous element that exists. Power destroys countries; power destroys relations and creates greed. What's worse is that this thing we call power corrupts good men. But not all power is used for evil. Men constantly stumble upon the fortunes of this power. But it’s that select few that use the power given to you to protect peace that can truly be called "Great".

The sky was a light blue, with barely any white fluffy clouds in sight. Today seemed like the perfect day for many people. The sunlight was not too strong, nor was it too hot. It was an amazing temperature with a nice cool breeze that was practically begging people to go outside. Many people did go outside; I mean who wouldn’t take this opportunity? Many families would go to the park with their children on such an occasion. The birds were migrating today as well; a flock of small blue jays were flying above the sky. This was unusual for such an area as karakura.

Today wasn’t just another usual day though. Today was going to be the karakura parade, and festival. These kinds of things only happen once a year…. Don’t they? The emotions with the parade are nerves of excitement and at the same time anxiety for the performers; because they’ll be worried about giving the people a good show. The festival this year is going to be filled with a carnival. Games fun and most importantly… Ice Cream.

There was a blue haired boy that was walking down the streets of this karakura festival. You could feel a special aura emitting from this person as if he was not human. No… The feeling you could feel from him could almost be considered Angelic. This man was wearing a white t-shirt with a blue over shirt, and blue jeans. He had blue vans on at the time as he walked down the street. His skin was pale white, and his perfect white pearly teeth glistened in the light as he smiled.

Who was this man? He was non-other than Ryou Iramasha. In recent years he has become a famous icon for the Iramasha clan, and was well known around non-human world. He had some down time and had decided to come down to this city that he no longer had much time to visit. It was a walk down memory lane in many ways. But he was lucky that the date he got off was the same day the carnival was going on. Why, because of the fact that there was all different kinds of ice cream on this day. Yes the ice cream fanatic strikes once again.

Ryou walked down to one of the ice cream stands in the carnival to see a young girl look up and blush at him. She had never seen such a man. Ryou looked at the girl and saw that her face was a bit red, he put his hand on her forehead to see if she had some kind of fever. The girl had only turned more red from this action and very meekly began to speak ”Si..Sir would you like something?” She asked meekly as Ryou took his hand away realizing she did not have a fever. Oh excuse me for being so rude, I would like an ice cream popsicle… If you are fatigued you should not be working..” HE added at the end of the sentence

After a few moments of waiting the young 15 to 16 year old girl gave Ryou the Popsicle he had asked for. Ryou left a 20 dollar bill on the counter and waved away the girls protest to offer change. Ryou stuck the ice cream popsicle in his mouth and enjoyed its flavor. ”There’s nothing better than good ice cream” Ryou said out loud with his sapphire blue eyes shining. But soon his shining eyes began to cloud up as he began to think about the future

He had to think seriously. He knew touketsu was up to his old tricks again. It’s hard to keep information from Ryou now-a-days. He knew what was coming, and knew he wasn’t strong enough to stop what was coming either. He had to become more powerful, that was the real reason why he came down to earth. He knew there were powerful warriors lurking around just urging for a fight. Ryou had to draw them out and invite them to a friendly yet intense spar. This was the only way he was going to get anywhere. Sure he could self-train. But getting back into shape with a battle is what he needs.

Ryou walked off to the karakura forest. He could hear the flies buzzing around. The canopy was above him as he weaved his way into an open meadow. Now all the festivals and parties were behind him. He had already finished his popsicle and thrown away the stick before continuing on into the forest. Now he stood there. Quietly he closed his eyes. Then he opened them, his eyes flared blue and the area sparked up in an immense level of resiatsu. Ryou kept this pressure up with ease as he stood there, Waiting for someone to appear.