The Girl With the White Shadow [CLOSED]

His luck was horrible enough, only to be discovered by these thugs and to be looked down upon. Being stuck against the materials was already misfortunate enough, but blaming on his lack of ability to even defend himself, it would be a laughing stock for others if they knew he was Shadin's son, one of the most powerful beings on earth, only to meet with one of his children who has absolutely no powers at all, than his Imagine Breaker that he has no control of using it. Not just that, if they knew what 'ability' holds within the vessel of his hand, he would only be more of a trouble if there are scientists whom are mad enough to fight for what's inside of his body, and his relation to Shadin would make others want his ability more at some point, this is why he finds himself pathetic enough to stuck in this obstacle, whom most can just blow it off unlike him, and to be surrounded and kicked around like a doll by a bunch of thugs. He doesn't know much whether or not what he does is right or wrong, even without abilities, to look at himself pathetically, only he would strive to protect others without a care for his own life, and believed that regardless of race or gender, even if they are hollows, as long as they are conscious of themselves, he believed that they can be saved, just that the only thing he need is to destroy their illusions and drag them back into the world of reality.

However, he didn't groan from the pain when he was kicked, twice to be exact. This was just too common to take hits like this all the time, considering of the ordeal he has to go through just about everyday when he always take his time running away from thugs, and if he were to be caught or cornered, he would always get beaten up for sure, making him typically resistant to pain at some point even if he was just some normal human without anything special up his sleeves. Touma didn't plead for help at all, even if there is someone or no one around, because it was his nature to get himself involved to assist others, not dragging those around him that is unrelated to the situation to be dragged right into his problems. All he could do was tolerate with the pain and hoped that they would leave him once they know that he was broke as hell, as well as unlucky if they stay around him for too long, since his Imagine Breaker can negate luck, there is a possibility that they can be influenced by it and have misfortune befall upon their existence. But there was this one woman, whom suddenly appeared behind them, and despite the given situation, he didn't stop just there and continue looking of what is about to happen, instead, he attempted to shout towards them to warn them what's behind them, but before it reach their ears, their ignorance noticed the woman's presence and proceed to run away from the so-called 'threat' to their perspective. It was fine that they are not hurt, but despite how they treated him just now, it may make others wonder why he was still so persistent to help those who are hostile to him at some point, but again, it was his nature to be that way, just like any other dramatic protagonist, he didn't aim to be a hero or anyone else, but in his soul, being himself was all he could ask for and no matter who or what they are, Touma is the type that lends a hand without a second thought for his own life. He isn't special or anything, no powers to claim in being able to protect himself or others around him, but putting his life on the line despite being powerless himself than just having 'Imagine Breaker' as his ability, was already a perk of his existence to continue.

The presence of this girl wasn't divine, that she saved his life from getting worse than it should be, although they were about to leave him alone since they seem to rather rob a shop than taking money from a guy who could barely afford his own living expenses. A woman with seemingly unfettered body approached to his body, lying to the dead cold floor after the equipment had collapsed onto his body. He understood that she tried to help him, typically, anyone would, for someone to be lying on the floor, surrounded by thugs and being kicked around, that it would be a natural reaction for anyone to help him considering the situation. His eyes gazed to her expression, filled with nothing but emptiness and expressionless, as if she was void of any emotions to be drawn to her face at all, with a hole centered at her chest was enough to tell that she was either a hollow or an arrancar. But despite of her void expression, Touma felt an odd warmness behind the words she spoke and the 'feeling' that wrapped around her, he couldn't tell what was it, but it just feels that way with how she expresses her words when she tried saving him from the thugs. He didn't run or even feel shocked, since Touma doesn't judge others by their race at all, no matter how sinister they were, even there would be a shed of light within that race, men or women, he was never afraid of those that is different from him because he understands the feeling of being different, that himself was always shrouded with horrible luck and affected those who were once close to him to the point that he decided to keep the changes to himself by living alone without dragging his family along to his horrendous, yet mysterious luck that is always affected by Imagine Breaker, an ability he always has.

Staring right into her eyes for a direct eye contact, all he could do was to awkwardly grin at her with honest intentions in his smile, only to reply to her question without any of his words stuttering in fear nor was there any hesitation behind it, all with an honest reply. "Yeah. I'm fine, they didn't do anything to me than a few kicks. To be honest, you shouldn't need to scare them that badly about taking all of their limbs away, but i appreciate your help for this.."

Standing up from where he once lay down his body, he was able to get a clear view of her entire figure since all he could see was the upper part of her body to describe the figure of hers, as he was lying down earlier ago and got a clear view of her face only when she got closer. He was.. sort of different than other humans, despite being powerless and only having the ability to see spirits, without any hidden motives to say, a clear view of her entire figure didn't spook him as much as if he was any other average person, they would've freaked out the second they met with her figure. It was a common occurrence for him to meet different beings than himself, and for Arrancar, it was rare but it isn't a surprise for him at all, even after seeing her figure, with floating masks and how.. 'heavily' dressed she was, Touma didn't mind any of it at all, as he had seen worse than this in his everyday experience when he was always chased around, regardless where or when, he was always seen being chased by delinquents because he always tried to play the 'good guy' role in front of people who are either bullied or harassed. It sounds stupid, but to him, it was common.

Scratching his own head for this awkward conversation of his, it would be more appropriate if he introduced himself as it seems to be a bad manner to meet someone and keep quiet without saying anything at all. Without hesitation, he reached out his hand for a friendly handshake with an honest smile on his face, as if he was shining with hope behind his smile, like anything that happened earlier ago was just shrugged off. He doesn't think of revenge, nor was there a hate to the thugs, all he did was keeping it to himself and shove the blame to his powerlessness, not the fault of the thugs neither was hers, for the girl's good intentions to help him out. It didn't show a single shred of any negativity to his face at all, to have her know he was fine and all in many ways, staying as enthusiastic as he could as he spoke out his introduction.

"So, if i can ask for your name since you helped me out earlier ago. My name's Touma, Kamijou Touma."

Just that, simple and casual, without the need for him to beat around the bush and make his introduction neither long nor confusing to understand. His words was normal, and fairly respectable in his own terms, and of course, his tone would be just a casual way as if he was speaking to a friend, regardless of who she is.