I looked up in the plain old sky and sighed. The sky was plain that day, with no clouds covering the hot, sun. It was very hot on that day, as I sweated like there was no tomorrow. I could have sworn that my pours poured out sweat like it was some kind of water fountain that poured water to no ending. There was literally a pool of sweat on the floor. My body ached as my piercings took the warmth and sent it to my nerve system like energy shock. Being in a middle of a park I looked around, wondering to how people seemed to be unaffected by this hotness. I put my left arm over my forehead, covering the heat as it was hurting my eyes as well.

I turned around and went outside of the park’s vicinity; walking downs a lonely dark road that was surrounded by a forest. Even though it was dark, I still felt as if the had not disappear, something that I find frustrating; I really wanted this heat to stop. I kept walking until I saw what looked like an old man bullying a small girl. I sighed, as I had nothing to do but to stop this. Where was her mother? Where was her father? Where were her siblings? I shook my head from left to right as I felt as if they did not do their roles correctly. I walked up to the man and pushed him as I felt that the girl doesn’t need to see any unnecessary violence. The man collapsed on the floor, as he began to retreat. He began to swore although I did not understand him at all; probably a different language. Ignoring him and the girl, I continued walking until what sounded like screams at the end of the road.

I ran there, when noticing a festival. It was a small festival filled with strange people. “The hell’s this? A festival? A festival for what?” I thought to myself.

Even for a demon there were some things that brought a sense of peace and serenity to Tariel's heart; be it horticulture, baking, children or indeed this yearly event, a gathering of spirits celebrating their lives and paying homage to what was once held dear in one beautiful festival. Well, that was her assumption anyway, Tariel was not truly aware of the nature of the festival, merely that the Kagamino event was perhaps one of the few places where she could sit, relax, drink and be herself, utterly uncaring of the world around her.

Of course, such gatherings of pluses were prone to attracting Hollows, something that could transmute the reverie into grim tragedy; as such Tariel payed her way, as it were, by keeping half an eye out of the foul creatures on the pluses' behalf. Should a creature deign to show up with an intent to cause the festival goers harm then she would cut them down... but any odd spiritual creature that did not wish ill, well, they were more than welcome. Commonly a shinigami would appear at some point to send on those who wished to leave this world behind as a fine example, though in recent years more esoteric creatures had also begun to show up. One such creature appeared to be approaching even now, the feeling of a shinigami's spirit tainted slightly with that of a hollow; it was only recently that Tariel had learned to put a name to that sensation - Vizard. Still, provided they did not seek to devour the poor pluses they were fine by her, it really was merely hollow that would give cause to disturb the demon's drinking.

Cross strolled on down the street. His long black coat dragged on behind him. This was his first time in Kagamino City, and it was already frustrating him with the heat, the only reason he was here was because of some festival. He had closed the shop for the day and come to see what it was all about. Cross was already missing his artic winter climate shop.
“Man is hot " Cross said as he continued to walk. The one thing Cross hoped for was that the soul society did their job and keep the hollows out, but Cross expected at least one to show up.

I watched the festival, wondering to go or not. I thought of not going as there may be spirits that would show burden to me as I am a vizard, an exiled shini who has hollow powers. When combining both shini and hollow together, it would lead to something that has such uncontrollable yet strong powers, capable of destroying a city. Without thinking any further, I walked until I was in the festival. It was very crowded as I couldn’t feel any space between the people and me. Every single time I walked, I was going through somebody in whom I found very funny but yet has a very obnoxious feeling to it. Looking from side to side, I wanted to try all of the activities that they had. Turning around, I walked to a food stall, looking at unique foods that they had to offer. Looking at a cone with a puffy pink substance on top, I pointed to it, and paid for it. Eating this food for the very first time it was definitely an experience that I couldn’t forget. Everything was sweet and yet when it touched my lips it was hanging on to it. When looking back at the pink fluffy substance, it was getting darker. Holding the cone, I walked finding more things to do. “Good way to relieve the stress" I thought to myself.

From the patch of wall she so commonly occupied Tariel looked up to calmly observe the first arrival of any major note; the Vizard seemed confident as he strolled into the festival grounds, looking around the crowded area and finding little to no room to move without phasing through someone. It was with quite thinly veiled interest that she watched onwards, through her rather vicious looking red mask did mean that it only really showed in her eyes. The man walked on over towards the foot cart, selecting out some cotton candy to eat... it was an odd sight really, something of that manner of power enjoying such a common treat, though in the same breath she was no better in that regard, not with her sweet tooth and her love of baking.

Quietly she moved off toward the man, curious about this new entity doing something she would never assume a Vizard would do. Grabbing a hotdog from the stand as she went, the vendor giving her an approving nod as she whisked it away safe in the knowledge that each vendor was well paid by her prior to the event, she roamed off through the crowds in search of the cotton candy chewing entity.
'Enjoying yourself?' She said in a cheerful fashion between mouthfuls when she finally caught up to him. 'It's not much, but it is a nice little event, no?'

Coss walked until he come to the festival area. He quickly scanned the area. There were mostly peaple, most of them moving around franticly to place to another. Cross smelled the air intently smelling hundred different food. and he could hear someone singing some where in the distance.
Cross moved quietly through the crowd swiftfuly to a hot dog stand paid for it and walked to a dark corner and watched the peaple go by.

I kept on walking while eating the sweet, delicious haven on a cone. It was so good, that I had been staring at it, looking at the pink fluffy substance that seemed to decrease from time to time. When eating it, I have made sure that I ate it nice and slowly, making sure that I eat a small amount, sucking the flavor at most. Whenever I chewed this sweet, delicious, yet fine delicacy, I began to forget most of my stress and worries. I also forgot about the heat, something that surprised me as I thought that the heat was unavoidable, or at least in my opinion anyways. Walking straight, I didn’t pay attention to those who or what was right in front of me. When hearing a girl’s voice, I dropped the heaven on a cone by accident, making a silly pathetic noise after that. It was a surprise to see a girl talking to me, but my mind was thinking differently at the moment “Great, now I’ve got to go and buy a new heaven on a toast. What a waste of money!” I thought to myself.

Looking at the girl who caught up by me, she seemed to be holding a hotdog, a simple food that has such an amazing taste. I watched her as she asked me a question. “Enjoying yourself?” She asked me, as I nodded immediately. It wasn’t much but sure, I enjoyed myself due to the sweet, and tasty delicacy that I just ate. She then said, “It’s not much, but it’s a nice little event, no?” I began to look around. “Oh great, this girl's here, waiting for the right moment to catch me.” I thought to myself, as I looked happy on the outside. I nodded my head and giggled. “Yeah, it’s a nice event. What’s it about?” I said to her.

Tariel was rather cheerful to hear that the man was enjoying himself, in part because it meant that other non-spirits were having a good time and in part because it meant that the odds were that he was probably not going to become trouble. Of course, he had been enjoying the food he had been eating before her sudden words caused him to drop the item; it was technically her fault, so all in all it was probably best if she stepped up and make amends for it.
'Good to hear it! From what I understand it is just the spirits celebrating life's grandeur and the fun they had with their own ones. Erm...' She said, looking rather embarrassed beneath the mask. '...sorry about your candy floss there, you looked like you were enjoying it. I'll get you a replacement one, least I can do for ya.'

As she turned to head towards the foot cart though she felt a sudden chill, almost as if something had just walked over her grave. She turned her head quickly to the sides, as if searching for something or someone, before seeming to relax again, her momentary fear abated. For just the briefest of moments she had felt the terrifying presence of something far stronger than her. Shaking her head once she tried to suppress the feeling, deluding herself that it had just been her imagination.

I watched the girl as she began to explain about the festival. Saying, "Ah..." all the time, it was definitely interesting. The whole concept and everything. Of course I ignored some bits because it was too boring, but I listened to the majority of it. I looked down, seeing the sweet, heavenly delicacy that was laying on the ground, dying, as it begged me to pick it up. I really wanted to pick it up, but it would look strange, especially in front of this girl.'...sorry about your candy floss there, you looked like you were enjoying it. I'll get you a replacement one, least I can do for ya.' I smiled when I heard this. I really wanted to eat the so called, "Candy Floss" again, tasting the sweet, soft substance on a cone again. I licked my tongue when thinking about it.

As she turned around, I turned around as well, wiping my drool. "Not cool, Zora...not cool!" My inner voice said.I turned around again, looking at the girl as she turned her head, looking like she was searching for something or someone. She then began to shake her head. I looked at her in confusion. "Is this girl nervous or something? Is she panicking because of me? I hope not, but well...it's more than likely that could be the reason" I thought to myself.

Being inpatient, I walked towards her, looking at the candy floss. I began to drool immediately in which I turned around and wiped it off, hoping that the girl can't see me drooling. I turned around again as I stared at her. "Hi, my name is Zora." I said with a smile on my face; extending my right arm.

'Huh?' Tariel uttered blankly as the vizard before her extended his hand in a form of greeting to her; something of power such as him making such a gesture was certainly not expected... but nor was it unwelcome. 'Oh, a pleasure to meet you then Mr Noah, I am Tariel, my friends call me Tari... well, all one of them anyways.' She said as she shook the man's hand, smiling quite happily as she did so. 'But I really aughta go get that candy floss, seeing the poor thing on the floor... such a sad waste really.'

Turning quickly and trying to suppress a little laughter at the site of him drooling over the sweet item that she had caught in the corner of her eye as she had looked around for that source of power she headed back towards the food cart and the man behind it.
'Sorry to be a pain, but I think I caused this young man to drop his candy floss; may he have another on me?' She asked politely and earnestly, earning a nod from the vendor. 'Perfect, thank you. Another one'll be with ya shortly Mr Noah.'