Just a mission: Nothing more

The Hollow crashed down with it's trademark roar. As it lay shrieking on the ground, Matsuro flashstepped to him and raised his sealed Zanpakuto, "Ugh. Shut up already." With that, Matsuro slashed it's head in half, leaving the purified spirit to pass on to the Soul Society. He looked downwards. His fight with this Hollow has caused him to be miles off the ground.

Meanwhile a cloaked figure was walking by wearing his hood over his face and looked at the person who had purified the hollow.

Matsuro took off his custom shades to reveal a horizontal blade scar on his eyes. He rubbed them with his robe but didn't turn, "So... who might you be?"

The strange kept his hood on and looked at the person, "No one really just a person walking by that's all." The stranger said looking at him.

Matsuro put on his shades and adjusted them, "Oh. I see. Then I guess you wouldn't mind-" He flashstepped to the stranger "-if I see what you look like?" He slashed upward pulling his hood off.