Afternoon Tea [Closed | Reyla]

Ruby walked down the streets of Karakura with a weight in her step that told volumes about the toll that the last few years had taken on her, but despite that she was still determined to enjoy herself at least somewhat. While it was true that she was on assignment to watch for suspicious activity of any kind her in Karakura she still refused to not partake in the pleasures that the living world that the Seireitei always lacked, especially now. As she walked down the street, the clicking of her slight heels drowned out by the sound of the crowd around her, Reyla caught a sight of her reflection in the window of a dress store, and she stopped to go over her appearance. 

One thing that hadn't changed over the years was Reyla's pride in her appearance, and it showed. Her clothes were simple, a plain white blouse tucked into a pair of just slightly faded skinny jeans and a light black jacket to fight off the slight chill of the day, but they still had a striking effect. Coupled with her minimal makeup, applied just right to bring out the colors of her facial features, Reyla's appearance was one of simple elegance, a look that Reyla was especially fond of and went to great lengths to maintain, despite how 'simple' her look might be. After confirming that everything was still in order Reyla continued down the street, walking without much of a direction as she was simply enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by people who weren't either depressed or filled with so much bottled up fear and frustration that they were liable to go off at any moment.

As she wandered Reyla eventually came up to a compound, and she was brought out of her reverie as she passed by a sudden tingling of her spiritual senses. She watched as a young man walked out of the slightly run down compound and brushed past her, clearly intent on getting to somewhere. What caught her attention was that judging by the man's spiritual presence he seemed to be a quincy, and if her senses were to be trusted it felt like there was still a Quincy within the building.

Reyla frowned, part of her orders had been specifically to observe the actions of any Quincy or Fullbringers as well as any Hollows, or more accurately she had been told to watch for any 'signs of hostility'. The Soul Society was hurting, and now it was jumping at shadows. While they had never had great relations with the Quincy, and their relations with the Fullbringers had been rocky as well, Reyla felt that her peers were to quick to assume the worst even at the best of times, let alone now. The fact that that was also likely the main cause of the strained relations between the races didn't escape Reyla's Notice either.

As Reyla eyed the compound however she hesitated, how would she be able to observe these people discreetly? She wasn't a member of the second, and even worse the building was run down, to say nothing of what she could see of the garden. Reyla did not want to go somewhere that she didn't feel safe being clean.

Oddly enough it was the music rising over the banging of a hammer that made the decision. Reyla had always been fond of music, and made it a point to keep up with what the Humans were producing, and she easily recognized the voice of Meatloaf, a musician that she still enjoyed when she got the chance to listen to them. More importantly, this gave her an excuse to go meet the Quincy inside without having to try and sneak about. Without another moment of hesitation Reyla walked to the front door and entered, wishing that she could cast her cleansing spell while in her gigai while at the same time being glad that the Gigai would be the only thing to actually accrue any stray mortal bacteria.

"Hello, I couldn't help but hear the music, and I have to say that you have good taste."

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