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Post by Kuran Snow on Aug 16, 2011 23:58:10 GMT -5
The night breeze wafted through Kuran as he stood, hands in his pockets, staring out at the city below. He always felt a sense of perspective from his favourite rooftop. He felt a little more at ease here. As his bright green eyes surveyed the streets below, he thought to himself how odd it was that he hadn't even heard of any sort of uproar caused by hollows lately. The few he heard of were very brief and didn't occur often. He shook his head and allowed himself a slight smile. Why should he care? He was done with the Soul Society. Why did he keep looking into how things were going in the Spirit World? Curiosity, he guessed. He could never help himself when it came to happenings. Especially when they interested him so. He just preferred to enjoy his tea and go about his life in his gigai. Hiding from anyone he knew. He did occasionally visit Urahara's shop for the latest news from the Soul Society, but he had gone several months without letting his curiosity get the better of him, but now, it was too much. He shook his head as he headed for the shop. "And again, the curiosity wins."
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