𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎 moving chess pieces blindly, as if one was a moth fluttering towards a lit candle with no knowledge of its burning flames. more & more mortals had fallen to an entity not familiar, their souls vanishing from existence. in their haste to find out the origins of the potential threat, soul society had sent out non-seated shinigami, their blades too clean to ever have been tarnished with blood —— a mistake that had cost dearly. now standing at the precipice of dawn in silence, kuchiki byakuya had chased their trail in the world of the living as ordered, gaze set on a building washed in the early rays of the sun. quietude ruled its kingdom come.
however, the very ebb & flow of steadily fading reiatsu was more than enough cause to determine they had been wounded, the noble’s entrance silent into the large manor. ever watchful & tracing their steps, his slate grey eyes had found them laying on cots, their wounds carefully tended to as bandages had sealed their injuries. none of them bore the mark of a hollow. yet, that was not the utmost peculiar feat. no mere human could have witnessed the presence of a shinigami. thus, a cool shiver ran up his spine at the realization, fingers reaching to grasp the hilt of senbonzakura at his side. he did not acknowledge the new presence in the room proper, the greeting forlorn on his lips. ❛ where did you find them ? ❜ // @craneguard
