Post by Izanami Midorikawa on Dec 23, 2018 17:35:09 GMT -5
Patrolling throughout Karakura as she always did say after day the substitute shinigami who went by the name of Nami Kawa with her short blonde bob cut her and black leather uniform now equipped with a long black cloak draped across her shoulders gazed from side to side surveying whether or not anything needed her attention.
It had been roughly two weeks since the asylum had claimed the lives of a few citizens while most of the total had been rescued and returned those few had left the town sorrowful and depressed. Nami had been challenged by a handful of adversaries in the short time which included a very powerful Arrancar that could have potentially wiped out all of Karakura. It seemed that the longer and longer she stayed the protector of this town the more powerful those that sought to do harm would become.
She had to figure out some way to improve herself faster than simply training. As she kept walking she reached the busy district of Karakura that hosted many local businesses that range from simple themed shops to high take business giants. Walking as she was though this area was no different than any other part as it was all for her to keep safe. In the constant sea of citizens though Nami spotted a familiar face walking towards her that didn’t seem to recognize her quite yet. “I would like to speak with you. . . Bount.” Nami wasn’t sure what the name of this young man happened to be in turn addressing him as his race which unknown to her may be taken in the wrong manner.
It had been roughly two weeks since the asylum had claimed the lives of a few citizens while most of the total had been rescued and returned those few had left the town sorrowful and depressed. Nami had been challenged by a handful of adversaries in the short time which included a very powerful Arrancar that could have potentially wiped out all of Karakura. It seemed that the longer and longer she stayed the protector of this town the more powerful those that sought to do harm would become.
She had to figure out some way to improve herself faster than simply training. As she kept walking she reached the busy district of Karakura that hosted many local businesses that range from simple themed shops to high take business giants. Walking as she was though this area was no different than any other part as it was all for her to keep safe. In the constant sea of citizens though Nami spotted a familiar face walking towards her that didn’t seem to recognize her quite yet. “I would like to speak with you. . . Bount.” Nami wasn’t sure what the name of this young man happened to be in turn addressing him as his race which unknown to her may be taken in the wrong manner.