Post by Itami Shokutabi on Sept 24, 2014 17:28:23 GMT -5
The night sky is lit by the city's lights. Though the moon is out in full, no one could see beyond the veil of darkness the night casts above Karakura Town. Not even a twinkle of a star is visible to the naked eye. The air felt light around here as well as the smell of pollution hangs in the air. It certainly brings an uncomfortable and nasty aroma to ones senses for those who aren't used to it.
In a bar of the midst of Karakura, where it was fairly deserted save for the bartender and a few passed out drunks. Sitting at the counter drinking a glass of sake was what appeared to be a young man of around his early 20's. The man had a spiky jet black long hair that covers most of his forehead and covers partially his right eye. His eyes appeared to be of a jade green that radiates an uncaring soul. His choice of clothes was a silky black short sleeved shirt that covers most of his torso save for the V neck that exposes his collarbone. His pants appear rather baggy but still gives off that formal appearance as it contains multiple pockets. Last but least his black boots that looked like it's steel toed.
"Sir are you alright?" The bartender asked the man who takes a sip of his drink. The man's eyes looked up from his glass to meet the brown eyed bartender who looked concerned. The man didn't smile nor show much of an expression really. "I'm fine, don't worry this will be my last one..." This was literally the 11th glass of sake he's had for the past 2 hours and the man doesn't appear or act like drunk in any way. The bartender just shook his head. "Alright, I'm just wondering how you can take that much alcohol." The man had a hint of amusement in his eyes. His Spiritual Pressure feels like a human for any who attempts to search his presence spiritually.
In a bar of the midst of Karakura, where it was fairly deserted save for the bartender and a few passed out drunks. Sitting at the counter drinking a glass of sake was what appeared to be a young man of around his early 20's. The man had a spiky jet black long hair that covers most of his forehead and covers partially his right eye. His eyes appeared to be of a jade green that radiates an uncaring soul. His choice of clothes was a silky black short sleeved shirt that covers most of his torso save for the V neck that exposes his collarbone. His pants appear rather baggy but still gives off that formal appearance as it contains multiple pockets. Last but least his black boots that looked like it's steel toed.
"Sir are you alright?" The bartender asked the man who takes a sip of his drink. The man's eyes looked up from his glass to meet the brown eyed bartender who looked concerned. The man didn't smile nor show much of an expression really. "I'm fine, don't worry this will be my last one..." This was literally the 11th glass of sake he's had for the past 2 hours and the man doesn't appear or act like drunk in any way. The bartender just shook his head. "Alright, I'm just wondering how you can take that much alcohol." The man had a hint of amusement in his eyes. His Spiritual Pressure feels like a human for any who attempts to search his presence spiritually.
