A lovely Evening Stroll (Open)

Jon was going on his usual nightly walk. He enjoyed these strolls he had every night. He rarely if ever missed one. He saw a new path and decided to stroll down it. As he was going down the path, he sense a low spiritual pressure. He wasn't sure if it was someone disguising their Reiatsu, or just a really weak Hollow.

Jon ran down the path as fast as he could to find out who was at the end of the path. When he go there, he couldn't see anyone, but he could see the full moon. He loved looking at the full moon. So, he decided to just sit there. He could still feel the reiatsu, but he thought nothing of it. It hadn't raised or attacked yet, so he didn't perceive it as a threat. Jon put in his MP3 Player headphones and just sat there, staring at the full moon.

Jon was growing bored. It had been months since he had defeated and absorbed his Hollow under that mysterious man's training. He had honestly begun to miss the nagging, echoing voice ringing in his head every five minutes. Jon sighed, "Maybe I'm just Lonely...", he said. "I need to find a girlfriend..." Jon sighed again.

Jon layed down on his back and unsheathed Ryuho, looking at it's gleam in the moonlight. He smiled. He kept very good care of his Zanpaku-to. He made a point to. Jon sheathed it again and began singing along to a song he liked. "Is it my turn to die...?My heart is POUNDING as I say goodbye!" Jon really did love 'Your Betrayal'.

Jon rolled forward to avoid any attacks from his opponent's blade. He turned to face his attacker with nervous eyes. When he saw it was a human with a sword, he was curious.

"Who the hell are you? A Soul Reaper?...No....you're too contaminated by Hollow....are you a Vizard?"

Jon gripped Ryuho, ready to react at the slightest movement and realized this was the pressure he was feeling earlier. Jon looked down the path he had come. Estimating his opponent's strength, retreat may become an option, he realized. As a drop of sweat swept down his face Jon said, "Answer me! Who are you!"

Jon stared in amazement. He had never seen a Quincy before....much less one so reaking of the stench of Hollow. He could tell that this Quincy wasn't quite right. Not nessisarily bad, but....different, to say the least.

"I'm Jon," he said, moving his hand away from Ryuho,"I've never met a Quincy before. You....seem different though....Quincies don't normally feel like a Hollow's Spiritual Pressure....why is it that yours does?" Jon realized that it may be a personal issue and quickly corrected himself. "Forgive me if I've overstepped my bounds, it just that I'm curious. Quincies are new to me. But I know they aren't supposed to feel like Hollows...."

OOC: Urf, I'm aware that the term 'Feel like Hollows' Sounds dirty. Shut up. XD.

A second before the Arrow would have impaled Jon through his Skull, Flames Flared up around Jon, Creating a sheild around his body. 'Damn' He thought. 'Shame...he might make an interesting ally...but if he wants a fight....it can't be helped....'

"Tsk, tsk, Jack," Jon said through the Flames. As the Arrow dissapated, Jon's flames did as well, revealing Jon in full body Armor," You really should be more friendly to people you don't know. You'll make more friends that way. Thank you for explaining your situation. Now, can we go about this peacefully or do we have to fight?" Jon hated fighting if there was a possible ally to be gained.