Karakura Town, a small quiet town that only mattered to anyone because of it's unsually high amount of residual reishi and spiritual activity, was now the bar home of one Reno Kitsugi. The man had visited every bar in the city multiple times, and yet this one had given up trying to deter him and simply let him sulk in a corner drinking booze all day every day. He paid of course but since he didn't really..leave. The owner essentially gave him the unofficial job of protecting the bar while it was active or while it was closed, as long as he did not drink everything in sight without asking an on duty bartender to provide him with sustenance.
This day was like no other so far, most of the people were either plastered and barely awake which got them told they should go home, or muttering to themselves and their little friend groups, or were leaving. Reno rarely had to "defend" the bar, even when he did all that occurred was that he'd flare his reiatsu and floor the poor soul that was the intended target without getting up from his own table so that the real bouncer could then remove them from the property without fuss.
Spiritual entities that roamed Karakura generally avoided Reno's proximity as was, the rare hollow incident near him ending in little disaster because the stupid thing would try to pester him only to be dead moments later. He was almost like a local hero or legend at this point, but only for the bars. He did not leave, he did not talk to anyone, he did not stop drinking unless he was passed out.
They tried to wake him once each, the spirits and the humans, neither incident ended well. The humans survived, of course, since if he killed any of them he would have to leave the town, let alone he would get put on the Soul Society's radar but the spirits were generally obliterated in a fit of rage for bothering him at all.
Bored, Drunk and still minding his own business Reno continued the day as normal. For the most part. Some random hollow-esque thing had sauntered into the bar, yet it looked incredibly similar to a human, and thus far it not only noticed Reno and left him totally alone for now, but it also wasn't doing anything "wrong" yet. It had gone to the bar and asked for a drink like a regular person unlike it's normal hollow brethren.
Either he was a different thing altogether and had a brain, or he'd be dead soon. Reno didn't give a damn unless he started something though.
This day was like no other so far, most of the people were either plastered and barely awake which got them told they should go home, or muttering to themselves and their little friend groups, or were leaving. Reno rarely had to "defend" the bar, even when he did all that occurred was that he'd flare his reiatsu and floor the poor soul that was the intended target without getting up from his own table so that the real bouncer could then remove them from the property without fuss.
Spiritual entities that roamed Karakura generally avoided Reno's proximity as was, the rare hollow incident near him ending in little disaster because the stupid thing would try to pester him only to be dead moments later. He was almost like a local hero or legend at this point, but only for the bars. He did not leave, he did not talk to anyone, he did not stop drinking unless he was passed out.
They tried to wake him once each, the spirits and the humans, neither incident ended well. The humans survived, of course, since if he killed any of them he would have to leave the town, let alone he would get put on the Soul Society's radar but the spirits were generally obliterated in a fit of rage for bothering him at all.
Bored, Drunk and still minding his own business Reno continued the day as normal. For the most part. Some random hollow-esque thing had sauntered into the bar, yet it looked incredibly similar to a human, and thus far it not only noticed Reno and left him totally alone for now, but it also wasn't doing anything "wrong" yet. It had gone to the bar and asked for a drink like a regular person unlike it's normal hollow brethren.
Either he was a different thing altogether and had a brain, or he'd be dead soon. Reno didn't give a damn unless he started something though.