Sneakin' Through Seireitei [Akira, Kimi]

Ah finally...a moment for peace and quiet. Or that was the hope at least.

With current events, the Yumeji Family had a rule not to go out alone, but luckily enough, Akira has had some moments in his past that required him to sneak away from things. That was precisely the thing he was doing right now. Not really wanting to be seen or perceived by his attendant, Hoshiro, or anyone really, before leaving the family estate Dreamwalker ensured to be dressed in his more casual attire. The hooded cloak was being worn, hood fully up; Zanpakuto discreetly tucked away underneath across his back. As for the other clothes, they were drab in the sense of color scheme, but if one closely examined them, it wasn't anything that would be seen on someone like a commoner. Albeit, it was still less formal and stand-out-ish than his formal attire. Sneaking away in this was relatively easy enough, Akira's agility specifically is what gave him a leg up on his attendant; being able to bolt into a crowd of people just wandering through the streets at an opportune moment for him to wander all on his own.

That was how he personally preferred things. The disposition of noble propriety from his early age still remained strong, and part of that disposition was the requirement of having an attendant to keep an eye on his actions almost all around the clock. Even though the Yumeji were a minor noble clan, they still upheld themselves to a very high point of honor and etiquette; one that Akira never really felt the entire need to uphold save on certain occasions. However, merely walking around the innermost circle of the Soul Society with no actual goal in mind wasn't one of those moments. With this in mind though, the posture and gait would still be composed for the most part. The only thing that betrayed this graceful upbringing was his head was down.

Inevitably, after making his way out of the crowd, he'd stop in some random and discreet alleyway somewhere, just to take a moment to breathe and take in the moment of freedom- even if it would end up being short. At least, it would still be sweet.