The wind blew gently through Kyle's jet black hair as he sat under a cherri tree. The pink pedals were gently being blown down towards Kyle as he lay against the tree. He was relaxed, but was this Kyle, or was it his other side? Kyle and Ripper seemed to rather like the same feeling the cherri tree gave when the wind blew against its branches. Either way it didn't matter for both were equal in strength, and speed. Though Ripper had the skill when it came to fighting with a blade. Kyle, and Ripper was known for being a veteren of countless battles between the Arrancar and Quincy. He had gained a bit of knowledge when it came to fighting. Though often more than not it ended up with him having to go back on some plan.
As Kyle layed against the tree he began to think of what he should do. He had recieved nothing in the past few days, and he was growing rather bored, since he had also finished going through all his paper work that need to get done. Since he was done with that he had nothing to due but lay against this tree, and relax. One thing that helped him relaxed was his upper torso being left bare. He liked the feeling of the tree scratching his back, and the gentle and cool wind blowing against his chest.
As Kyle layed against the tree he began to think of what he should do. He had recieved nothing in the past few days, and he was growing rather bored, since he had also finished going through all his paper work that need to get done. Since he was done with that he had nothing to due but lay against this tree, and relax. One thing that helped him relaxed was his upper torso being left bare. He liked the feeling of the tree scratching his back, and the gentle and cool wind blowing against his chest.
