Katsushiro was sitting in his cave near Karakura Town, and he was very bored. There was absolutely nothing for him to do. To add to Katsushiro's irritation, it was very hot and muggy outside. This was the kind of temperature and condition that made one's shirt stick to his skin just mere seconds after leaving an air-conditioned room. So it was that Katsushiro sat there, bored, annoyed, red, and stick with his own sweat. Because of this boredom, he decided to make his way into Karakura Town, where there was actually something to do. Detection by Soul Society was actually a good prospect at this point, because then Katsushiro would get to fight, which was much better than his current state of extreme boredom.

Standing up, Katsushiro picked up his two swords. He fastened the sheathed katana, which was his Zanpaku-to, Akai Hono, as well as his wakizashi, which was also sheathed, into the cyan obi sash that held his dark blue kimono and hakama together. Now, even though it was hot and humid, Katsushiro put on his cape, fastening it at his sternum with a golf ball-sized brooch of pure emerald and platinum. After putting gold gauntlets on his wrists, Katsushiro was ready to head out. He walked out of his cave, heading into the woods. It was a three mile walk through the woods, which would take about two hours in this weather. Not wanting to waste the time walking, Katsushiro decided to use Shunpo.

Using Shunpo after Shunpo, Katsushiro arrived at the outskirts of the town in about 20 seconds. Another 10 seconds later, Katsushiro had arrived at a park in the town square. He looked around, searching for a place where he could hang out while looking for something to do and keep a low profile. Seeing a bench under the shade of some trees, he walked over and sat down. He waited for something of interest to happen.

[[OOC: Can I join, please?]]

Masaru had finally returned to Karakura Town, and to him it was a terrible day to do so. The weather just plainly sucked, it was quite hot, and overly humid; two of the things Masaru hated most. Until now Masaru had been wondering the world keeping peace between human and hollow where-ever he could. Today due to the heat Masaru had picked his rarer chosen clothing, in fact it appeared to be much more formal but at the same time not so much so. Draped over his shoulders and sides is a white tunic/vest decorated with golden trim, beneath this vest is a small white shirt covering only his upper chest, finally the vest has two pockets outlined in red. Masaru's pants are of the same design, being white with golden trim and red trim around the pockets and they're held up by a red leather belt. Rather than the two pony-tails he had become used to styling his hair in, Masaru wore his hair in a single one that flowed behind him.

At this point in time Masaru found himself in a familiar park, laying on-top of a bench and gazing at the clouds as they passed over. Beside Masaru lay his black-steel zanpakuto sheath, its handle and the steal glinting in the sun. For a while Masaru had been drifting in and out of sleep, he was just simply bored and needed something to do. With a heavy sigh Masaru lifted himself off the table and grabbed his Zanpakuto before slinging it onto his back. Aisutaigā would you like some time to roam? It's been a while my brother. Masaru allowed his thoughts to drift into his inner world and reach his inner hollow companion. Masaru sat for a moment as he heard the slight bickering of Aisutaigā and Howaitobīchi speaking, moments later the rough snarl of Aisutaigā's voice cut through Masaru's mind, Hmmm why not.. we'll do the usual and the three of us will completely hid our(my) reiatsu.

With that said Masaru drew his hand over his face as a vapor-like smoke followed behind before forming the blue bone hollow mask he possessed. Masaru's eyes now shone a dull-silvery black color, replacing the white in them; while the normally crimson color of his eyes becomes a dark blue. Within a moment Masaru, with Aisutaigā in control, had taken off towards the center of the town, trace amounts of pure shinigami reiatsu being let out as he took on his route to the forest on the other side of the city.

[OoC: Sorry, Udarsha, this is a closed thread.]

Katsushiro sat on a park bench in the shade of some trees, waiting for something to do. Since it was a very hot day, Katsushiro was glad to be in the cool shade. However, it was also very muggy, and the humidity reached into the shade, making it hot and sticky even in the shade. Looking around, Katsushiro saw nobody in the park. Everyone was either in their car, driving the streets of Karakura, or inside of an air-conditioned building. [color=cyan]"No wonder nobody's around... this weather is nasty. It doesn't exactly help my mood that I'm bored out of my mind..."[/cyan] thought Katsushiro.

Just as Katsushiro got ready to move somewhere else, he heard something coming. It sounded as if there was a human or human-like figure running over the grass. A few seconds later, the source of the noise appeared. It was a man who looked as if he was in formal dress with a blue Hollow mask covering his face. Katsushiro could not feel any Reiatsu coming off of this being, meaning that it either had no Reiatsu or was simply concealing it. Most likely, it was just concealing its power. From the Hollow mask and humanoid form, Katsushiro guessed that he was looking at either a Vizard or a Vasto Lorde Hollow. Deciding to find out what this being was up to, Katsushiro used Shunpo, re-appearing at a point about 200 yards in front of it. He then waited for the being to react to his presence.

[OOC: It's fine, mate. Sorry for the interaction]]

As Masaru/Aisutaigā took off towards the center of town before a man suddenly appeared roughly 200 yards ahead of him. The man looked to be roughly six foot tall, and shoulder length black hair. Not even a split second after the man had appeared Masaru noticed both the blades he possessed, once he saw the blades Masaru assumed the man was surely a Shinigami. For a brief moment Masaru stood, looking at the man, and maintaining the distance between them as vaporous smoke began to lift from his face as it did so the Vizard mask slowly vanished.

Immediately after the mask vanished Masaru let out a sigh before calling out "Hot day isn't it?!" Really Masaru's question had no point, but rather Masaru simply wanted to see what kind of reaction he would get. The moment Masaru spoke he vanished using shunpo, clearing the 200 yards in just a moment and reappearing infront of the man as silent as a deserts desolate night. "So.. What brings a Shinigami to Karakura Town?"