Speeding through - (Private)

Suddenly a spiritual pressure reading came up on Zedas vehicle which redirected his eyes to the location that flashed in a white like color; it was new to see someone here that possessed such strong spiritual pressure. Regularly Zeda was aware of any shinigami had entered the area or any vizards but the spiritual component of the vehicle began to decipher the spirit reading in order to determine which race this individual was from. The destination wasn’t too far from his current location so Zeda instantly applied more speed onto the vehicles as he called out, “Cruise Control – Auto Drive” which instantly turned the bike right, then left at incredible speeds that would seem like a blur to the human eyes even though it most other races could keep up with such fast movement.

As he began to approach the location the machine quickly identified the spiritual pressure readings to be Arrancar which made him wonder what an Arrancar would be doing in the housing district; all though he never did judge by race as he had previously met rather cool Arrancar that bared no regard to violence, either way if this was a hostile Arrancar, Zeda would have to get there quickly to prevent any injuries or deaths! With that in mind he increased the speed to three hundred miles per hour, as the vehicle turn a corner it scorched the ground below due to the heat generated from the wheel movement all though it would only take a second or two to cool the wheel and allow Hati to reach maximum speed; regardless Zeda arrived at his location where he saw a girl that simply sat on a bench rather innocently.

His bike skidded and came to a final halt a several feet from the girl, which looked similar to what you would see in some action movies all though this was rather real! His eyes pinned onto the girl that wore the emblem of Karakura High even though the bike was still saying that she was an Arrancar! His eyes looked closer as he quickly spoke out to the girl, “What brings you to Karakura?” His eyes watched the girl as he smiled gently, he didn’t ask aggressively he was just rather curious but even still being aggressive was no way to talk to a girl no matter the race. As he spoke out the bike sides opened and allowed him to get out, but instead of getting out he simply got his left leg and brought it across to accompany his right leg on the opposite side of the bike whilst he awaited for the girls reply.