JULY 9, 2014.
Post by Fuji Jinpachi on Dec 31, 2013 2:42:21 GMT -5
IZANAGI
THE HARBINGER OF CHAOS
They day drew to an end. That eerie silence that often spilled over the Soul Society at night began to make its rounds. The shadow of the buildings caste onto the side of the roads.
Strolling slowly, with his hands pocketed, Izanagi walked alone down the corridors that lead to one of his favorite bars which was only open late at night. It was located on the outskirts of the Soul Society. As he arrived, there were a few people who had entered right before he was in close proximity of the door.
While they entered the double doors swung open. Extending his hand out, he grasped the door before it could shut. He entered, and eyes immediately fell upon the crimson-eyed Shinigami. People always tend to stare at Izanagi when he came to the bar, it wasn't often that someone as busy as he usually is was able to make their way to the bar, but sometime Izanagi managed to make it happen.
"Izanagi-sama," one of the bar tenders called, "It's been a while since I've seen you here. Shall I prepare your usual?"
Strolling slowly, with his hands pocketed, Izanagi walked alone down the corridors that lead to one of his favorite bars which was only open late at night. It was located on the outskirts of the Soul Society. As he arrived, there were a few people who had entered right before he was in close proximity of the door.
While they entered the double doors swung open. Extending his hand out, he grasped the door before it could shut. He entered, and eyes immediately fell upon the crimson-eyed Shinigami. People always tend to stare at Izanagi when he came to the bar, it wasn't often that someone as busy as he usually is was able to make their way to the bar, but sometime Izanagi managed to make it happen.
"Izanagi-sama," one of the bar tenders called, "It's been a while since I've seen you here. Shall I prepare your usual?"
