More Bleach sparring

Naga Sato, king of Quincies was walking around the city, looking for Hollows to kill. Suddenly, he spotted a high spiritual pessure. I wonder who it belongs to. he thought to himself, running to the location of the area. He looked up at the sky, noticing it was getting late. This was good, because it meant that if there was going to be a fight, no one would be hurt. Except for his opponent of course.

Masahiro Takeshi strode along the carcass of what used to be a trail. He tapped the sheaths of his blades, keeping a pace as he hummed a gentle tune to himself. Immediately, Masahiro felt a presence of spiritual pressure beyond that of any Hollow he had seen today. Appearing unconcerned, Takeshi took his time to cross the large, delicate bridge that passed over the streaming river below, back onto the side of the city. He kept the black case he held in his hand close, tapping it with his fingers as he walked, singing.

Naga arrived on the other side of the bridge and saw the owner of the spiritual pressure he had senced earlier, walking across the bridge at a slow pace. Interesting he though to himself, crossing his arms, I sence the Reiatsu of a Hollow, but also of a Shinigami. He slowly walked across the bridge to meet this person.

Takeshi saw a figure before him, radiating an unfamiliar energy. Takeshi smiled, and hummed a little louder. Maybe the powerful stranger might sing along. He walked peacefully, and inhaled the scent of the unpolluted air on this side of the town. As he approached the man, he waved.