The (Un)Guided Tour (Social)

[Taiyo]

There was a brief moment of panic in Taiyo, his eyes searching the area for any signs of his group. How the heck did he lose such a large group?! His eyes were wide and sweat forming on his face as he walked about nervously, seeming more like a plank than a man given how stiff he was standing. A shinigami student was the most blatant thing around, and he was to nervous to ask anyone directions. Yet he was getting stares as he wondered about aimlessly. He felt like a giant red beacon in a snowy scene, like everyone in the world was looking at him. Cheeks were bright red as this fully grown man walked around trying to find his tour group. 

It wasn't until he stumbled upon a barracks that he felt even more out of place, training shinigami could be seen in their courtyard. Some hitting dummies, others training with each other while Taiyo stood on the corner of the building confused as to where he was suppose to go. His fingers entwinned together as he stood there like a pole rooted into the ground, unable to think of how the hells he was going to get back. He was much to nervous to ask for directions for sure and he was fighting the inner turmoil within to ask where to go, while also trying to avoid disturbing anyone with silly questions. Taiyo was in a situation like this before, as he felt like he didn't belong anywhere he went. 

After finally breaking away from his nervous trance, he found a bush to hide himself away in. His posture finally relaxing as he lay on the ground to relax his muscles. He had been so tensed up he felt like he was going to die from his insides scrunching up, though he truly doubted that could happen. He stared directly into the skies as he tried to wonder what Toki was doing, if his children were doing ok... if he was going to get in trouble for losing his tour group. All this thoughts melting away slowly as his eyes slowly began to close, his thoughts drifting to and from as he felt sleep taking him. The sun was so nice... it was like when he was at home... He could just... go...

And with that Taiyo was gone into sleep, his breathing relaxed as his dreams swept him away...

[Kimiko Shihoin]

Moving through the training zones was the small pup Haunzu, his insanely thick fur was making things quite a challenge for him at the moment. Today was a rather hot day whether the sun was willing to help or not wouldn’t matter just due to the heat cascading downwards. Solid grey covers the majority of his body while his paws and face were essentially pitch black in coloration. The first thing Taiyo was likely to see though wasn’t the fur, but the small scarlet eyes gazing down at his own pearls of life. A mostly gentle scratch delivered to Taiyo’s neck.

A small scratch that would tear at the first few layers of skin causing a thick red line yet stopping just a few layers short of actually bringing blood forth. It would be enough that any typical individual would awake from slumber and so that’s what Haunzu was waiting for now. This Shinigami from what he could tell wasn’t a part of any division, especially not the Second. Something that was either a random mistake or a big enough find that someone was going to catch a hand through the chest. Haunzu taking a few steps back would observe more and wait for this man to react.