(Sorry if my Rp skills seem a little off....its been awhile)
The sun shone brightly over the town of Karakura. The sky was bright and cloudless and the birds flew gracefully without any worries as it seemed. The people in the town walked and performed their business as need be. As the people walked about, no one seemed to pay attention to the mid 20s man walking within the crowd of businessmen and women with a pair of fairly big headphones on his head over his long dreads and a pair of darkly tinted sunglasses. As the other people wore suits and ites, this man was seen wearing a long, sleeveless, white jacket with a hood attached to the back, all white, loose fitted and baggy jeans, and a pair of white tennis shoes on his feet. He was nodding his head to the beat of the music bumping through the headphones until he decided to disband from the group of business and people and began to bump his head walking down the street in a group all by himself. In the eyes of the normal, he seemed to be a normal man that was possibly into music, but actually it was quite opposite than that. The man was actually one of the few creatures that could be called a Vizard. Even then he wasn't one of the normal Vizards. This was Mizuken Hagi, the 3rd in Command Elite Vizard that was often called a God of his own for his fighting abilities. He was a war hero for many years in the past, but he would simply look past those times and only think of his long disappearance from the Human World. How he simply seemed to drop off the face of the plante, but now he was back and he decided to change up his ways, both physically and mentally.
Mizuken would walk down the street until he came across his once favorite place to hang, Karakura park. Without a second thought, the man took a quick turn into the park and began to walk slowly throughout it. As he walked, he looked around the park and saw the people walking and what not through the park trying to get back to work seeing that the lunch hour was just about up. Mizuken however wasn't in a rush to go anywhere seeing he had just returned and he made his way to a deserted park bench. He would look around the park as he could only think of how bad he missed the Human World seeing he had been away for quite sometime trying to find himself in a way. As his thoughts bumped through his mind along with the music, he was barely aware of his surroundings, but this didn't mean he didn't know what was going on. He could see the kids playing off ahead of him, the loving couple behind him making out, the elderly men a few ways down playing their games, and the reiatsu source in the distance. Yeah, no matter what people tried to do, he could always sense reiatsu from his training from back in the day. Raising his head up to the sky, Mizuken would simply sit and wait for the reiatsu to come his way before he did anything seeing he was simply trying to keep cool and calm and see how much the world has changed without him being there.
