The Musing of One Alone

It was a pleasant night in a city not far from Karakura. Trees and grass rustled and swayed as a moderate yet gentle wind passed through the sleeping city, still illuminated by the full moon, no clouds being in the sky to cover it's light. There was an individual who sat atop a chimney of a moderately sized house, still as a stone and entirely unmoved by the wind, skin as pale as the moonlight which shown upon it. They sat with legs crossed and hanging over the side, leaning back slightly and propping themselves up with their arms, looking skywards at the moon.

Chloranthy looked away from the moon, expression still entirely blank and still as stone, though inwardly he grimaced as the moon had reminded him of that place, the endless wasteland of white. He turned his gaze forward, blankly gazing off into the distance, not thinking of really anything as he simply felt the wind splitting around him and moving across his own unmoving body. He inwardly sighed, face still as hard as stone as he once more looked up to the moon, glaring at it with determination, himself a lone rebellious paleness shining against the wide swathe of moonlight painting this dark, quiet city.

Azure's body swayed as the gentle wind of Karakura began to blow through his hair. It was a wonderful night. A night of calm, a night of nothing but serenity. It seemed that for a change, Azure would have the time to finally take a break from his issues. The full moon above the pink-haired male shone its brightest that very night. It seemed to be a special night during this mid-summer day. The world around Azure seemed to be in a state of complete stasis, the calm was almost unnerving. Making his way through the streets of the large city, Azure couldn't help but take in what he had loved so dearly for so long. It was a quiet place during this serene and beautiful nights. But, normally, Karakura was a bustling city with hundreds of thousands of people moving through its streets. As a hub for the entire world at this point, the city had an influx of millions at one point in its past. But, with that being said, you could never truly come to that conclusion if you saw how everyone reacted to the large amount of people. It was fascinating, a world in and of itself existed in Karakura. It was a beautiful sight, one Azure had always loved when he had first arrived in the city.

The wind shifted as Azure swept his hand through his unkempt hair, his feet slapping against the stone of one of Karakura's side streets. The male could be seen flowing downward against a street connected to a walkway of houses. These houses were of decent size, each one varying in look and size personally. With that being said, the street happened to be on level with each of these house's roofs. Now, it wasn't in Azure's character to be such an asshole at times, but, he needed some type of release as well. Everyone needed abit of fun when it came to being alone. With that being said, the male launched off the side of the walkway onto the nearest roof, skidding only slightly against its pale surface. With a sly grin upon his lips, Azure bolted forward as he reached speeds unfathomable by any normal human being. Leaping from one roof to the next, the wind flew through Azure's very soul as a smile widened across his face. This was the first time in months that Azure had taken it upon himself to make himself happy. It was a sense of pure enjoyment and the rush of disrespect that had taken Azure's body over. The wind, the feeling of each roof's different texture beneath his foot, and the full moon above him lighting his way had taken the male into an entirely different state of solace. With that, came his rush of adrenaline and the stomping of his feet through the air. Finally tiring himself from the constant laughter and movement he had released, Azure stopped his descent on a nearby roof to take a breather. It was a simple home of moderate size. The shingles were entirely in place as he dug his right foot into its surface, Azure throwing his head backward as he viewed the stars above. They were a beautiful sight, one that could not be replicated.

"Huh. Wouldn't you know..." Azure laughed to himself, his arms stretching outward to release a loud yawn, one you'd never think to come from someone like himself. He had entirely dismissed the feeling of energy being sent from his side. It was... a Hollow, if he could read it correctly. A special one, yet still a hollow in the sense. He seemed to be entirely non-hostile and simply taking a rest, just as the male had decided to do. Bringing his focus once again downward, Azure turned his head in order to look the hollow up and down. It was... an odd one, if he were to be entirely honest. He wasn't sure what it was, nor could he truly read what the male was. If was even male. Despite the feelings off oddity rushing through Azure's mind, he stepped forward he looked up at the moon once more, bringing his hands into their respective pockets.

"It's been quite the night, hasn't it? It's so calm and serene, the wind seems to be picking up. Yet, despite that, Karakura is still entire peaceful and beautiful on this night. wouldn't you say that was a wonderful thing Mister?" Azure let a smile cross his lips, the feeling of yet another person was comforting, even if he didn't truly know what it was. Being alone was a sickening feeling, so, with that, Azure felt as if he could be himself with the stranger. Letting his hair sway with the wind, the Vanguard Leader continued to gaze at the moon, the night would be long, but fruitful.

Chloranthy stared at the male who had landed beside him. He watched the male look him up and down, and continued to stare at him throughout the entirety of his speech. Even after the male was finished speaking, Chloranthy continued to stare for a little bit. Something had caught his attention because of the wind currents around them. He was staring at the male's hair flowing in the wind. His hair was a shade of red, much like his own, and was flowing semi erratically in the wind. Chloranthy thought on this for a little bit, and decided that he looked abnormal, his body not moving a centimeter even in this wind. He began altering the composition of his body that made up his own "hair", lightening it and peeling it into layers, strips, and strands until it too flowed in the wind much like the male's hair did. With this, Chloranthy adopted a small grin onto his face.

I... yes, I would... It is quite.. peaceful... Chloranthy spoke in fractured lines of text, taking hesitant pauses as he talked, not quite used to conversing regularly with people. He gazed at the sky once more, feeling inwardly awkward but showing no outward signs, his body still as still as cold stone aside from his now flowing hair. His gaze raked across the moon once more, causing a slightly visible grimace to cross his features, his body rippling in tension for a moment. He looked away from the moon, instead choosing to view the skyline of the calm city. It is... indeed.. calm. I like it when it's this way...