The Rain in Spain (Drunk Marly, Spire, Ezra)

It was hot and humid, not exactly Kurama's preferred climate, however as long as there was moisture in the air he would have the upper hand in a fight. He had decided to use a gigai once again in order to travel considering a large amount of shinigami were still in the area searching for him. A local park, about ten acres or so stretching across the center of the town. Kurama now stood here, sensing as far as he could, waiting for someone to show up who he could recruit to his cause. It was time to fight back, but the exiled captain knew he'd need help. Worst case scenario, someone came along that didn't agree with his reasoning and he'd have to silence them.

It'd been about an hour and Kurama had kept up his suppression kidos in order to remain hidden from any random patrols. However he now sensed two shinigami approaching the park. They were of relatively weak level but he'd soon find out if they were a threat or not.

Auryuu shunpo'd to the park, tired from a long walk around the soul society area. Auryuu saw the park as a nice opportunity to relax, maybe work on his book of theories, and emphasize his thesis's. Auryuu walked in rather causually as he saw a couple other shinigami. One man, sported a low spirit power, the power a citizen would have, or an academy student. As Auryuu walked up to the man to sit by him, little would he know it was ex-captain Kurama. Auryuu took at his pen, being closer to the man, he raised an eyebrow, and then turned his view back onto his book, as he began to write. Auryuu sped through the first page quickly writing a paragraph as he put his eyes around the park, towards the birds that chirpped in the trees.

Auryuu noticed a fault, probably not something any other person would realize, he turned his head in confusion at the ex-captain. "Hello", he said rather sluggishly as he tried to sense the mans power even more. He sat close to the man, but could sense the mans supressed power. Auryuu stayed causual as he set his book down peacefully. "Have we met before"?

Ezrachek had seen Spire leave the Soul Society after the graduation ceremony, and he had to follow him to figure out where was he going at such a conspicuous time. They both came up to a suspicious looking man in the park. Spire spoke first and then Ezrachek came from behind a tree to reveal himself. "Who the hell are you? And why the hell are you here Spire!?" Ezrachek said as he looked at both of them, wondering what was going on, and where he was.

Kurama studied the man that approached him for a minute before the man glanced at him and spoke. "Perhaps, not in person but it wouldn't surprise me if we passed each other in the streets before." Kurama was considering offering more but he was interrupted by the second shinigami he had sensed approach. The man seemed a mite rude, considering he not only interrupted the conversation without first introducing himself first, but he didn't even seem to give a damn and showed it in his choice of words. Rather than answer him, Kurama turned to the person beside him and waited for him to speak considering it seemed the two were already familiar with each other.

It didn't seem like these two were on duty or were even aware that they should be cautious at this time. This meant that the Seireitei were not focusing on this area. This calmed Kurama a bit, he slowly lowered his suppression kido and allowed for his energy to be sensed partially. However he was still holding much back, and his borrowed gigai kinda muddled his spiritual signature. The two would probably see him as a somewhat familiar, medium ranked shinigami but they wouldn't be able to put a finger on who he was considering the gigai he was wearing was still saturated in Saitou's reiatsu.

Auryuu sensed his power, further examining it, until Ezra interupted. Auryuu ignored him though, still bothered by his spiritual power. The strange silver haired man, emitted a familiar reiatsu, Auryuu had noticed it immediately. It was the vice captain of squad 7, Bishamon Saitou. Auryuu picked up his book, slowly getting up from the bench he sat on next to Kurama.

Auryuu turned his back to Ezra, quickly gazing down on Kurama. "We need to talk". He gripped the hilt of his blade tightly, nervous about what this had meant about Bishamon. Auryuu thought the worse, maybe he was dead? Auryuu had not seen Bishamon Saitou, and the mans, reiatsu kept on growing suggesting that he was much more powerful them he let off.

Auryuu turned his gaze back to Ezra. "Keep your hand on your blade", he said steadily, not knowing what would happen next.

Ezrachek stared at the two men as they exchanged words, and then noticed that Auryuu had turned to him and told him what to do. Ezrachek gripped his Zanpakuto and heard it scream for blood. Ezrachek's head rang like someone slapped his ears as he felt the strong power of his Zanpakuto. He released his grip and kept his hand near the hilt, in case shit got real. With his free hand, he focused his Reiastu primarily in the shoulder, storing energy in the arm in case of an immediate casting of Kidou. He walked closer towards the two, and was now standing next to Spire as he waited for more words to come, or bloodshed.