Sileas wondered through the streets of London alone, wearing a baggy grey hooded jacket so she could blend in. After all, Arrancar probably aren't all that hard to spot, due to the giant hole in their bodies. It was a bit gloomy in terms of weather, the sun was covered up by grey clouds that filled the entire sky, and the rain was blown by the wind into her face as it fell. But she had more important things on her mind then weather. She walked through the crowd of people in search of something. A museum, specifically a museum that has a new exhibit that has piqued her interest. Moving her way through the crowd she saw what she was looking for, the British Museum. It was a large building with a very greek like aesthetic, complete with white marble pillars, floor, and roof.