Zilo the primera

A tall man was standing there in the middle of a open feild he had his hair in a small cut with it going over one of his eyes. He was wearing a plain white suit. Everything on him was white. His gloves that where leather where white his shoes his pants his hair and his button up shirt and under shirt. His eyes where even white he had looked as if he was a ghost of some sort. He stood there puzzled by the way the human world was so much different from the world and time he had been. It seemed that everything here to him was just a little primitive and didn't seem like it was going to go longer then the other worlds but that is something that he had to deal with.

He sat down near the tree that he was at and pulled around what seemed to be a little flute and started to play a weird song that was actually quiet soothing to the ears. It made you relax and feel better as if all the stress you had was there and gone. He was glad actually that he could play something that was so soothing and smiled a little bit and yawned when he finished his song and closed his eyes and laid his head down to get some finally deserved rest after getting away from the espada.

Ashei yawned. She gripped her simple Quincy Cross, abruptly summoning her huge golden bow. It glowed brightly, and the string looked as if it was a small thread of gold. The bow itself appeared different, as if it was carved out off ivory and pure gold. She fired a continous round of silvery arrows into the air. Al of them went perfectly staright, until she fired the last one. It went haywire, and strayed to the right, the arrows struck a tree some man was sitting in, almost splitting the tree in two. She gasped as she ran over there and looked at the man. "Sorry about that." Ashei said in a slightly embarassed tone to him as her bow disappeared from sight. Her smile was barely visible because of the white cloth hiding her lower face, although the unmistable outline was clear.