The Sound of Drums [Yaksha/Snopy]

Everything seemed to be going so well. Patience had paid off, and he was reunited with the girl he loved. He was back in his hometown, and his inner hollow caused him minimal problems. More than that, the plans for wealth and the good things in life were forming even now. It was funny, people always begging for help. Snopy had been a lot of people's last hope, even on his determined mission for himself he couldn't turn them down. Was that not his life since he could hold a gun? Fighting a bunch of monsters that he could ignore and be fine, but doing so so he could help other people? Funny how many people could still be helpless in this day and age. Still, in his life he had aided hundreds of thousands of people. A year or two of focusing on himself wouldn't be a terrible thing. Of course it would be if some jackass wasn't illegally bursting through the barrier.

The Vizard groaned as he sensed the disturbance. He was an expert in all forms of detection. An important skill in his line of work, honed all the more wandering out in the wastes. The energy shield buckled slightly, parting but still repulsing. He could feel what it was. A hollow... His mind ran at a million miles per second, he was in defense mode. Until Kanna was fully recovered, any threat to the peace in the city was Snopy's business. The government couldn't exactly hold him back. He had self control and Shadin's support. He'd have to fuck up pretty hard to get pinned for anything. Besides, this was a hero economy. So much work trying to clean up the world was down to stray mercenaries and heroes. He grabbed his revolvers and brought his Zanpakuto to his hip. He wasn't in his gigai since the only person at home was a Shinigami, she could see him fine. Popping out the window, the blonde jumped out and began to rush towards the source of the disturbance. This thing hadn't instantly disintegrated. It could take some lives anyway. He may as well go. He could stand up to just about anything and put up a fight. Even if it was stronger than him, he could hold out til a proper military response arrived to back him up.

It wasn't long before he arrived at the source of the disturbance. Surprisingly a military response hadn't happened, yet. I'm going to have to talk to Shadin about their response time. Granted, the area felt empty. Perhaps it wasn't a huge issue. It wasn't a residential zone, and it seemed evacuated. Snopy lifted one of the revolvers and pointed it at the lone figure that remained, clearly the disturbance. A hollow...figures. Though it was strange, this thing seemed different. It seemed like it was using all it's energy fighting the barrier, if he pulled the trigger, this thing would most certainly die. It's eyes were so visible. He had a clean unobstructed shot straight through the eye socket, straight to the brain. "It's foolish to force your way through the barrier if you can barely manage it. You can barely move, can you? You do know all it'd take is a simple twitch of the finger and I'd blow you back to kingdom come correct?" This man had trained as a Shinigami. He was a trained marksman. He may have been laid back, but he had discipline. His entire body stood entirely motionless. Not a single muscle moved without explicit command. A light breeze blew, the bottom of his trench coat blowing in the wind. He had grown used to wearing them when going out for a serious encounter, it was good protection from the elements. Not that he needed it.

"I will admit, I'm intrigued. Why? Perhaps...you were hoping to be found? Mind your choices here, one wrong choice, and you'll be a corpse." It was a hollow, odds were he was going to kill it. However, there are a small number of hollow that aren't bad. Somehow repressing the urges that make 99.99% of their ilk into monsters. Normally he doesn't account for it, but something trying so hard...why? Perhaps the hollow had an insatiable curiosity? Perhaps...perhaps it WANTED attention, to be killed...purified. Or perhaps for some...other purpose. Maybe it was just arrogant and thought it could handle this. He was going to get answers.