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Rednal nodded as he finished writing on his sheaf of paper; he'd been with them as they had first entered the shop, and had been diligently finishing up his report. The events of the shop itself were not included; Rednal didn't think them particularly relevant to the events of the day, and no offense to the people here, but these guys were minor players at most. They might be major one day, but as a whole, they were still on the low side of things that mattered. With that done, he smiled in satisfaction. "And that's everything." he said cheerfully. "Now to go interview the other wounded." he nodded to the mortals, strode outside, and headed for Soul Society.


(( Exit ))

"Ah, Kasou," Azami waved back to him. When the other man began talking to her she nodded and sat down near Kasou since he was the only other person she knew there. She raised her hand at the man's question. She had no doubt that ghosts existed, she deal with them everyday, that and the demons like today.

Stark tossed and turned in his restlessness. The battle inside his mind was heated, and he was wining. He had managed to knock the demon version of himself down and shackle one leg. This was progress, of course what he was really doing was putting half patches on the seal that held the demon. He was trying so hard as he managed to hold the demon down and attach a shackle to the opposite wrist. He was bucked off and then redoubled his assault foot ball punting the demons head before attaching the other two chains. "WHAT DON'T YOU GET!!! I'M NOT LETTING YOU WIN!" He screamed in his mind but mumbled it in the real world. He was out of breath in the cage, the beast was still struggling but he was caught and Stark knew it.

(Hey, i'm pointing out that people would probably have at least seen him at one time or another, that's all.)

Eating the candy was no difficult decision. This man didn't seem to want to hurt them, so he decided to eat it anyway. But, what he wondered was if this man knew what his capabilities were. If so, Kintaro would be worried, to say the least. Twitcy didn't even begin to describe Kintaro.

The lollipop stick was specially designed to act like a reiatsu lightning rod. A bulk of the excess would build up at the tip and begin to bleed off slowly enough to avoid damaging anything, yet fast enough that Kintaro's problem would disappear before the history lesson was over. No, Sensei didn't know what Kintaro's powers were exactly, but he did sense a foreign reiatsu to the boy's own, which may have proven problematic in some way, hence the lollipop.

"Ah, Demons . . . In the case of some Hollows, I'd say your right, but not all . . . no, most Hollows hardly deserve the cards they've been dealt. When a person dies, their soul, under normal circumstances, remains on earth. Some had been so tortured in their lifetimes that their humanity literally slips away in death. These feral souls lose even their human form, and they become hollows. They are so called because of the whole in each one's body where their heart once was found."

“I can sense the difference between the hollows and the pluses, seeing the difference is not that hard when you can see spirits,” ketsueki said, she glanced in the direction of the supposedly sleeping boy.

Kintaro nodded once he felt the pressure going away inside of him. that was the reason he had kept his gloves on, even when in the presence of enemies. To touch anything made of Spirit would kill him at the moment, but that was dwindling with each moment. His mind raced with the possibilities, but settled on the less paranoid one. Maybe this man just sensed the hollow energy within him. Kintaro shrugged slightly before returning his watch to those before him. "What about Arrancar?" he had killed one when he was little, and so knew what they were. Well, sort of.