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 Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 8:00 pm
This district is the most peaceful one. Being that this is so peace you don't see any heartless around here and mostly all the people you see here a from other worlds. There is a big door to the first district of Traverse Town which leads out to the outside of the town and also is your way to get into Traverse Town's first district. There are two other doors to Traverse Town one leads to the 2nd District and the other one leads to the 3rd District. There are a set of steps that lead up to the door to the second district. While walking on these steps there is a accessories shop there just in case you want to buy something.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 5:35 pm
Sena was over joyed in reaching the first district. Running into a Dark side was not part of her morning plan. She was going to be late if she went to get breakfast yet she was early now. Better late then never didn't seem to apply as she wanted it to as far as work went so she would probably have to head in now if she wanted to be on time. Careful with every step, she walked into the item shop, entering from the top floor and taking the ladder down. Seeing no one else was there, she sat on the sofa in relief. No customers, no owner, no one. There was no point in looking like a proper shop keeper when there was no one around to see it. Still, she'd have to talk to the owner. If there was one thing she learned from travelers it's that dark sides weren't necessarily a good thing. Many people had said that they'd only seen them right before their world collapsed into nothing, as if it just disappeared. THat was a fact that made her ccurious, Traverse Town didn't seem to be going anywhere so why would such a heartless be there?
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 10:29 am
Sage walked thinking to himself and whistling a familiar tune. " It's too bright here the light is damn near blinding. There's the shop!", Sage thought walking and pulling his hood more over his face. Sage walked in the shop found another black i-pod which he hurried back to the station.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 9:06 pm
Sena watched the boy take the pocket music player and run off. Seeing him disappear from sight, she got up and went after him, wanting to make sure it was noted that taking like that was not right. He hadn't seemed to care about what he was doing, he'd just left, and that needed to be changed.
Rather calm as she walked toward the train station, Sena took the leisure of detaching herself, both in mind and body, from work. With no buisness and nothing else to do in the shop, following this one guy was the only thing to do and it didn't feel like work. Because of this, she didn't want any thought of work following her, whether this had anything to do with it or not. Her white hair blew in the wind as she looked up to the deep blue sky. It blew out of the clip that held it in place normally, leaving the white, silvery strands to tickle her cheeks. She grabbed at it, only to have the wind pull it free of her grasp again. After many attempts, she finally managed to get control of it, a single strand of her hair that she usually pulled back still rolling infront of her face. She reclipped the hair she'd managed to gain control of once more then continued forward, the loose strand blowing to a stop as she stepped under the cover of the roof to a single building. She wasn't one to spend time under the cover of another persons roof without a reason or invite, but right now she didn't feel like bearing the torture of that single strand of hair hanging in her face. She took a moment to adjust her short silver river of hair in the clip before heading toward the train station once again.
((And if that was nonsense, I'll just let you know I'm posting only so that I can say I've posted recently, not to mention it's midnight and my brain has gone poof. I would have written a sensible reply before, but a, I was writers blocked and b, I was enjoying my time with FF8, which I apparently don't suck at. I've only had 2 game overs and that was because I was stupid enough not to junction my GF's. I am special, all of you know it. XD ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:53 pm
NPC: Accessory Shopkeeper
A man venturing from the accessory shop came running out waving his fist around frantically and shouting.
"You little thief, and the next time you get here I'm gonna call old Sid for ya, ya hear me!!?"
The man stood shouting, but the boy was gone. The man hadn't noticed Sena standing there in the time he did this, but when he noticed her he felt kinda embarassed.
"Eh uhhg, sorry about the disturbance miss. You see, this fellow here just came waltzing in my accessory shop and stole some expensive merchandise. From me. I tell ya what, if you can catch that ol young fella I'll pay you a nice little grip. Whatya say little missy?"
The man asked with great hope shining within his eyes. The young woman seemed like she'd seen her share of battles and she was the nearest person around him during the time of this crazy incident.
"Surely you could spare an old man just a little bit of ur time little missy, whattya say?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:19 pm
Sena turned to look at him curiously, her blue eyes seeking an answer as to why he would pick her of all people. She was pail, frail, weak, any word used all meant the same, she wasn't the average pick for help. Sure, a cut here and there, a small scar on her shoulder and a weapon at her side, hidden out of sight to the eyes of a person such as him. What would make him think she would be any good of help? She wasn't even dressed in clothes usually suited for fighting, so what made her such a pick?
Deciding it wasn't worth fretting over, she nodded to him slightly. "I can try. I saw him leave like that and thought I should go after him. Since that's where I'm headed anyways, I'll give it a try." she replied softly, turning and heading for the train station once again. She broke into a run now, wanting to catch the boy before he could get on a train or get to far away that she wouldn't be able to catch him. Her whitish colored hair bobbed slightly but seemed securely fastened to her head, not pulling loose of the clips the way it had earlier. She couldn't keep her questions from running with her feet, leaving her lost in thought as she ran. That was never a good thing. If she tried to think while walking, she had a tendency to stop paying attention to the real world and run into things, sometimes even heartless and people. Then it was an opening shop door, but previously it had been things like polls, she'd even tripped over a mailbox or two in her aimless wandering. She stood dazed after being smacked by the opening door but regained her composure rather quickly, skidding around the door and the person coming out of it to continue her long strided run toward the train station. Of course, after running into the door, she tried to make some mental notes to herself to pay more attention to where she was going, leaving her lost in thought in writting up her mental notes enough that she could trip over an uneven stone in the pavement and land on her face.
"Oww..." she muttered, slowly pulling herself to her feet. She shook her head, starting to walk the final few feet to her destination. It was not turning out to be her day, she knew that when she left her apartment.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 9:08 pm
NPC: Accessory Shopkeeper
"What a kind young lady, I'll just have to give her an extra gift for such courage. Somethings definitely out of place here. Heartless have been appearing frequently all round and some strange fellow not even from these part, come waltzing in here stealing my merchadise."
The man buried his face into his hand and shook it slowly, but continuously as if gathering and balancing his thoughts.
"All this activity here is starting to make my head spin."
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