===========<br/>Uako Kinme<br/>07:05<br/>Soukyoku Hill<br/>Sliding Down<br/>===========<br/><br/>Uako had been up since 03:00 or before.  She liked to work during 04:00: what she called the Dead Hour.  All the early-rising over-achievers were still in bed.  And all the late night drunken revelers were teetering off to sleep.  It was her favorite time of day.  The perfect stillness of the world appealed to her nature, and she never missed a chance to relish it.<br/><br/>She'd spent this particular Dead Hour patrolling through the streets, a small pack of food and pencils at her side and a large drawing pad under her arm.  She was drinking in the sight of the Seireitei under the stars.  It had been fun: hushed conversations with guards and suppressed laughter, a few gleaming treasures of inspiration hiding out in the dark, and beautiful stillness to think and to plan.  She'd found herself sitting on a rooftop with her drawing pad more than once, plotting out the schematics to something new she wanted to tinker with.  And then the moment would leave her, she'd hop down and continue her wanderings.<br/><br/>She saw this as meditation more than patrol, although the official books would say otherwise.  It was a way of grounding herself for the day ahead.  As much as she loved her squad, she was fond of saying that she needed to 'partition her eccentricies' in order to be an effective Captain.  She had wandered up to the Soukyoku Hill to watch the sunrise, and was still there a little before 7am, eating her breakfast.  Given the significance of the place, she honestly didn't know if she was allowed to be there.  Which was just enough to deter any lesser ranked Shinigami from intruding.<br/><br/>She watched the world coming to life from her vantage point.  There was the 11th Captain, dutifully moving towards the door of the 1st Squad Barracks.  Uako found a peculiar joy in how the Captain Commander moved like clockwork, coming out at the exact same moment almost every day.  She grinned in admiration of such meticulousness.  The 11th Squad Captain, however..  She'd once heard a legend from the Human World of a giant black hound that once ate the sun, and was considered unkillable.  Corin very much reminded her of that hound, as the two distant figures began meandering away.<br/><br/>Everywhere, people were stirring.  In her own Barracks, she saw three figures exiting the structure and preparing for their daily routine.  Uako sighed, and stuffed her glasses into a pocket in her robes.  "Time to be getting back, I guess." she sighed.  It had been a beautiful sunrise.<br/><br/>Uako stood, took in the sight once more, and then dashed over the side of the hill, her coat fluttering behind her as her feet dug into the sheer face of the wall, sliding down rapidly.  Some of those nearby might recognize the sudden, ecstatic laughter that accompanied her descent.  She called herself the Laughing Eccentric of Squad Seven.  It made her wonder what other names she was known by...