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((OOC: Just so you are aware, the plot's time line is 400 years ahead of whatever time we are at. Therefore, there would be no "mid-summer's breeze" really. As it's Feburary and most likely rather chilly in Karakura Town. Just something to remember while you are here with us. ^.^))

''Damn, school has been rough lately. All of these tests they laid onto us to really put my mind to a whole 'nother level of bleh.''

The already climatically numb mind of the deaf, golden haired teenager throbbed from the day's earlier extremities. Rubbing his temples as he spoke his rather broken English using memorized movements of his lips that he had obtained through watching others speak. His words didn't sound broken, and portrayed that of an average teenagers English-level as he spoke. It was his unorthodox voice that would be the only indicator to his inability to properly hear the words that are coming out of his mouth. He was only able to reassure himself that the words that left his mouth were correct through the desolate vibrations that emitted from his vocal cords and traveled all the way to his brain which intercepted the vibrations and confirmed that all was well with his words.

It was odd, he had decided to take the road less traveled on his way home for once and ended up making the wrong turn somewhere. Go figure. It was just his luck for something like this to happen especially on a day like this. His prior altercations with school tests had him already in a somewhat agitated state. He pivoted his right arm at it's highest point trying to stretch out his rather sore shoulder from it carrying his head upon his desk all day. He couldn't quite grip the reasons as to why this place had looked like it was part of some war-story, but he was able to tell that the people that once inhabited it had left in a hurry. He was able to look within the buildings that surrounded the area cupping his hands around his face in order to look in. The sun beating down upon his cold back making it hard to see inside without the proper shielding of his eyes. All that had once been used for the company to properly strive was left within as though this was some sort of ghost town or something. Removing his face from the glass he turned away and shrugged, giving up on what could have caused such isolation to the area. His nostrils weren't able to sense any types of decaying life, proving that whatever had happened it was far in the past and not very recent. However, his mind didn't want to deal with much more thought upon the subject so he continued to walk upon the path that he thought was the "correct" way.

His footsteps were perfectly intertwined in rhythm as each clack caused by the force applied to each step slightly resounded in the area. If it wasn't already a dead give away by his rather loud words that he had previously spoken that he was residing in the area then his footsteps would. He looked down upon his feet intentionally kicking away stray pieces of debris and rubble that he knew would most likely be able to budge from the war-torn surface of the street. He placed the palms of his hands behind his head directly behind his headphones that were sealed tightly to his head. He pushed against them unintentionally to reach the comfortable position that he wished to obtain. His elbows jetted out from each side of his head as he stretched his chest letting in a deep gasp of air. The taste of the air also didn't seem to be off, nor was there any signs to danger in the normal taste of the wind. He couldn't quite grip the reasoning to why he kept letting his mind linger on the isolation of his surroundings. It was rather irksome and made him sigh in grief.

''This blows, I suppose I'll just have to figure out what the hell is goin' on here for myself.''

His odd tone resonated as he spoke carrying deep into the surrounding alleyways and empty streets. It was obvious to Hype, or Vince as his school teachers called him, would be able to keep his mind off of the previous events that led to the isolation of the area. Just as he spoke, however, he was able to feel a small and very distinct spiritual pressure that came from that of what he thought was a human. It wasn't a very rare occurrence for a human to have a spiritual pressure as it had become something that was rather common after all of the phenomenons that took place within the city limits of Karakura Town. His presence would remain concealed however, he had no allegiance to spiritual powers. He radiated no spiritual ability, but he maintained the fifth sense of spiritual awareness. His lack of hearing made this just as strong as his ability to hear would be as it simply replaced it's place in his mind. Lifting a brow he became curious as to who would be wondering around in a place such as this. It was most likely some one that had lost their way just as he had, but he wouldn't let his guard down for now.

Making his way to the building he once looked into his visage became concentrated as he dug his hand into his pocket setting his music player to a frequency that would trigger his ability. It was a low and continuous frequency that sent vibrations off to his brains interceptors allowing him entry to his unmastered abilities. He placed his hand upon the glass where he once gazed into as his body began to become translucent, but extremely fragile. He'd have to remember to keep fragility of his being in mind and stay concealed until the time was right. One hit and it would lead to his shattering demise. He could sense the presence moving closer and closer to his location as he waited keeping his body pressed upon the glass in order to blend in. Hoping that the UV rays didn't give him away as they fractioned off of the curves of his body. His breathing was calm, but his heart raced as always throbbing repetitively. He couldn't help the nerves that caused the adrenaline to pump through his veins, giving him the courage to stay as remotely still as possible.

He was able to sense a trace left behind from the culprit of the spiritual pressure, and drew his mind to a new sense of curiosity. Just as he began to think about why they would do this he could hear words of a feminine voice echo to his location. It was obvious that her age was somewhere near the range of his own due to the pitch of her words. It was clear that she wasn't hostile in the least as she made her way to the open, looking rather flustered as Hype had once. He let out a small chuckle that would likely startle the girl that stood a mere twenty feet away from him as he place his hand in his pocket once more and put the continuous frequency to an end revealing his image to the girl as she walked away from the building behind him. He held a rather charming smile on his face, a grin that stretched from check to check as he brought his hands to their previous position on the back of his skull. He let out a small chuckle once more and closed his eyes.

"Looks like we're both in the same predicament, huh? I think so at least. I'm lost as hell, and this place is really starting to give me the creeps."

His words would most likely throw the girl off at first due to his strange voice, but they would be completely understandable. His appearance didn't put off that of someone that was deaf, but then again what did deaf people even look like? They surely didn't wear headphones that was for sure. It was likely that she would have no idea of ailments when it came to his senses and he wouldn't try to let them be known either. He frowned upon pity, after all.

Opening his eyes he saw the girl before him, at first he was unsure on what to make of her appearance. However, it was just something different that wasn't as common these days. He remembered seeing people that also frequented the look at Karakura High, it seemed as though their rather dark looks were to match their tastes in music. Which was something that Hype couldn't exactly share a similar mind for. Besides her odd way of dressing her external beauty seemed to be something worth while. Hype having the charisma of a president would likely take advantage of his time with her and try to pursue her. His hormones were raging and so were his thoughts of this girl as his face became somewhat alerting as a small amount of saliva dripped down from his bottom lip. His eyes glued upon the figure of the girl ahead of him, before realizing that he was rudely staring and shook himself back to his senses and smiled once more closing his eyes and chuckling.

"Sorry about that, I was just a bit lost there for a second. So, whaddya say we find our way out of this situation?"