The finer things in life. [Shizuo/Snopy.]

Wonder. Amazement.

This world was so different from the last, it was enough to cause magnolia’s eyes to imperceptibly widen in wonderment. Her feet silently shifted through the midst of the crowd, her pristine kimono slightly out of place when in comparison to the more modern clothing of those that surrounded her.

As her lips parted she let out a breath, the starlight overhead blotted out by the lights of the metropolis. It gave her a sense of unease in all honesty, not being able to see starlight, being unable to be connected with them. She had lived her entire life mainly under the stars glancing up at their eternal glow and wondering about her future. Yet here they were gone, and in all honesty that bothered the shinigami more than she would even let herself believe.

Life was almost an infestation here, there was so much of it in this town. Noise almost to an unbearable degree, an overspill of humanity moving from store to store, mothers pulling along screaming unwilling children. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that it was an overload of information for her who was normally attuned to the wail of desolate winds while being alone.

”..Humans, they repopulate like vermin don't they?”

Her zanpakuto decided in this moment to give her some input, it’s gravelly timbre interrupting whatever thought was going through her mind at the moment. This caused her to frown faintly as she shot back mentally to the shinigami.

”I’d like to think they have more worth than that, they are noisy though.”

Too noisy, she couldn’t cope. She slipped into a back alleyway and walked by what appeared to be a tavern, the sound of a rowdy bar-fight within attracting her attention. She glanced at the doorknob and then grimaced in disdain as she stepped to the side in time to see the door shatter, a person being sent flying through the door to smack into the reinforced brick wall beyond. A roar echoing from within as a male rushed from the tavern door to continue to fight.

Ignoring the two Magnolia shifted past, cleanly avoiding both parties who continued to flail limbs at one another in anger. Stepping over the threshold and walking into the middle of the tavern to sit at a mahogany bar, nearly falling off the stool due to it being of an unfamiliar shape before righting herself. She glanced up and said softly without much thought to it.

”..Give me the strongest stuff you have.”

Then she glanced around, and reached out to catch the glass of clear liquid that was passed to her. Exhaling slightly as the bar was destroyed around her she calmly picked up the glass after studying it for a moment, the substance which for all accounts looked like water passing between parted lips as she took a sip.

The burn traced its way down her throat as she ducked down slightly a stool flying over her head, she grimaced slightly and then let out a sigh.

She took another sip.

Why did it have to be so god-damned noisy?