A river of blood

The rattling of chains could be heard someone was moving along. A sword's draw upon the ground scratching it. Before being rose up to rest on the shoulder of the male, his eye covered by a patch. This place it was so boring, he'd left the Soul Society because it was boring, such a dull place. How the Captain kept his composure was simply beyond him. That place was so boring, he needed pieces of meat to cut. "Stupid place, it's such a damn bore and no one strong wanders those streets. Come on, give me some blood let me feel alive." He said out loud, walking down to the river it looked so amusing. He was thinking about slicing his sword through the water and practicing some of his odd style on things. He was looking for simple amusement but it failed to come. What was a blood thirsty killer supposed to do in these situations. Things like this seemed to always happen to him, he never could quite get a break. If he wasn't making a River of blood he was sleeping, he never did put his Zanpakutō up for long if he could help it.

People didn't real see him, because of a few reasons. The first of which was fairly obvious, he was not in one of those stupid bodies people go in. And secondly he didn't really give a rats ass about the weak vermin roaming these streets. Nothing even partly amusing had come along, warriors needed warriors. To pass time and sake to quell their blood lust, he was so tired of this. Bringing a free hand up, he cupped his face growling a bit. Where were the amusing humans, Ichigo Kuorsaki was from here, shouldn't people be stronger. This place was as threatening as a damn kitten with a ball of yarn. The yarns screwed most of the time, but this was just fucking bull shit. He didn't care about being lectured or even in trouble, he wanted a fight and by god he was gonna get one. Either with some members of the Gotei 13 that arrest him. Or someone here, he wasn't in a foul mood or anything, his reiatsu was very easy to feel. But the blood lust on it, was almost so dark that it could make people shake in chills.

"Come....Come on...I wanna fight...give me some enemies...My blade's hungry for the flesh of a strong one..Don't send weaklings to my door, or they will die like dogs on a leash. I must find stronger enemies, I want more...More carnage, more BATTLE!" He said loudly at the water. This wasn't just some delusional man, this was a delusional strong man seeking someone to fight. Soon enough he would settle for the first thing he found thinking it had balls and could wield a sword, after that. Shit was going down, this was simply how he would react. At the moment he restrained himself so much that he could get every single ounce of amusement out of a fight.

Riku's eye fell on the boy, their was a malice and blood lust in it that most men wouldn't see. They would often come across the sensation that he was going to kill them, something of a feeling of being stabbed. He brought his sword up and pointing it in the direction of the boy before he got close. "Arm yourself, prepare for battle a lesson in the ways of a warrior." This boy would deal with his boredom and make this world more amusing then it had been thus far, he watched with that eye. This child wouldn't offer much fun by the looks of it, he didn't smell blood on him. Though if this novice knew the smell it was practically the shampoo for Riku. Waiting now for the body to respond, he looked on at the male. What would this child's reaction be, something as childish as asking why perhaps. Showing the child this world was pry best, Riku was bored and he wouldn't exactly cut this kid to a million pieces. Though the boy had best be careful on how he fought Riku, Riku had an immunity to Kidō since a younger age though he doesn't really get them or care for them.


He brought his sword away from pointing letting it rest on his shoulders, he completely ignored the lads questions but that wasn't the point here. He was going to train this boy and find some amusement in that field for now. It was how he planned to spend his evening. Tonight he would be swinging his sword at this child ready or not, he was a Shinigami and well Riku was ready to go.

Riku let go of the sword with the Kidō, beginning to chuckle as the weapon flew into the ground. He laughed loudly, his amusement was clear. Ah this would be a fun little event, Riku began cracking his knuckles, this would be fun he'd not had a good hand to hand spar in a while. Riku wasn't really a slouch in any form of combat. His other hand remained restrained at the moment. His strongest arm, not to mention his eye was blocked. "Haha, good that's the stuff a resolve that's what you need to remember...People will come at you..with intent...Like this.." He grinned a bit, as his intent to kill could be heard in his words. This boy would be amusing someday, RIku was going to add to his training today. Let him understand something that people didn't see often. A guy with a blood lust that was absolute and hungry for it, he wanted pain inflicted. Not to mention their would be a guy who was just out for fun fighting. Riku cracked his neck now, watching the attack coming. He watched the boy now closely with his eyes, letting the child see his intent to kill.

"Hm..come on now kid...let's see what your really made of..oh yeah, you should introduce yourself..to a fighter before just rushing in."

Riku's eyes narrowed a bit he watched the boy rush in and do a couple things before rolling out, the next attack was an upper cut. Riku simply stepped to the side, deciding to let the kid off. His blood lust was high, till this kid got a bit better no funw ould come of it. It was a sad day when he didn't need his sword to cut the boy. How pathetic was this going to be, Riku was a specialist in fighting. So hand to hand and other combat styles were well within his range of understanding.