A young man was walking along the streets in rags a cape tied to him was blowing against the wind. He stopped for a while staring up at the sky his ragged cape tied to a small crest and over his ripped cloth of what seemed to use to look like a Yukata now just ruined and unfamiliar. He glanced along the street he walked upon many homeless people trembling and hugging their knees and other people most likely their family, for warmth. He walked along a dark ally realizing there were no people here and wondered why before he heard a voice.
"Gimme all your money."
He smiled looking up his katana hidden under his cape the beautiful elegant blade was shining silver the hilt almost perfectly made a small loop there with a ribbon tied and a swordguard had many decorations the katana one of the best ever made by the kingdom blacksmith. He knew he wouldn't give it to the gangs and merely smiled.
"Too bad I don't have anything."
The gangs started to approach him, and in his weakened state he knew he would surely be beaten to death by a baseball bat. He merely smiled in his calm state jumping over them and starting to run taking a immediate turn randomly and knowing that they would get lost. He stopped after a few turns and looked among the streets looking at the Hunter's bar. He walked in and looked at the ragged shape dust on it and spider webs all over the place.
He bought it.
LiuSiying · Thu Oct 20, 2005 @ 03:33pm · 1 Comments |