A New Arrival, Enter: Knochen En Vlees

(ooc i fixed the enter key problem)

Hearing that the actual town is undeniably ruled by these three groups, did not surprise Kronsire too much. He had always assumed that there where always stronger people pulling the strings of society, but one fact seemed odd to his mind: It seemed there were no visual power struggles on the outside. In the end, Kronsire shrugged his paranoid thoughts off his shoulders, loosing interest yet again in his own search for answers.

Taking a deep breath of the humid air, Kronsire glared at Zero for a minute, weighing the consequences of lieing about the pills or not. A quick lie would help short term, however if any blunders accured it would be obvious; while on the other hand, the truth may cause more unneeded security checks. The conclusion: just answer the question in a bare boned manner.

"What do I do for a living? thats simple enough. Nothing. Looking Zero square in the face, "Though, to be fair, you can't buy them anywhere, I created them simply put and these are leftovers from my little tour to this haven..."

Looking back towards the street, Kronsire pulled his bag closer to himself; thanking himself for not saying anything stupid or unneccesary to Zero. Above sat the barrier, which supposedly destroys Hollows, Kronsire mused to himself.

Now, what would happen if that broke, heh. well, then again if it broke.. i wouldn't want to be here.

Watching the vehicle, that Zero pointed out, brought no distaste to the conversation, even though it was about to end. Chuckling a little, Kronsire turned to Zero, with no real questions in mind, yet his paranoia seemed to creep up his pale back, making each vertebrate tingle with anticipation. Through much practice, Kronsire shrugged off his feelings and after a slight pause, he asked one final question.

"You look like a student, if i may say so, why would someone like you come all the way out here, these outskirts of Karakura? Do not get me wrong, it just seems odd to me, and my bones seem to agree." Pausing, yet again, Kronsire lifted his pack and slung it over his shoulder, the femurs rattling with the ribs. "Though, I due tend to over think things alot... You do not need to answer, as it is a peculair question."

A small breeze passed through the street, with the scent of the city and its people, a mixture of machinery and sweat. While Kronsire stood up, he laid his left hand on a metal light pole a few feet away; Watching the few people who walked by.