CIAO [travle]

[roko]

The sky was naked this day, clouds far and few, scattered about like torn paper on a teal cloth. The sun was high and bright, it's golden rays delivering a gentle sensation of warmth upon whomever's shoulders. The day had been long as he adventure through the unmarked plains of Mizu, attempting to relocate the ferry he had luckily stumbled upon in the first place. He would attempt to retrace his foot steps, his eyes closed whilst he walked along the grass, his nose twitching in attempt to locate a odious odor that swiftly attempted to assassinate his nostrils days before, a foul stench that lofted about that air, one in class with decaying flesh.

"Guh!"

In a single step he would be embraced by the intense odor, almost gagging as he'd pinch his nose. Even through the disgusting experience, he couldn't help the feint smile that grew on the corner of his mouth as he continued to step forward; he was on the right path at this point. It wouldn't take much longer as he swiftly move across the untamed field as if his feet were firmly planted on a carved out road. As he came over a hill, a ferry had just begun to board passengers. Using his awesome speed he'd remove the distance between himself and the dock. He would pay for not only his fare, but his next adventure as he himself would be surprised by location of the distant land the ferry would go as far as: "Tetsu".

He sat alone off to the side, people making slightly turned faces to the feint stench on him.

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[roko]

It felt as if not time had passed for excitement had kept him on the edge. The captain of the ferry bode them all a warning of the danger in remaining in such an area for long, especially one so abstract to that of the Shinobi realms, in culture anyway.

Without the word, the two passengers left, their foot steps encased by the thick snow beneath their feet.

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[roko]

It less than a night he was ready to leave, his heart and mind aching from more than just the obscene amounts of alcohol ingested in such a small period time. His stride was less than casual as he carried himself around, foot steps slacking and sliding against the snow, uprooting the hibernating soil beneath the winter wonderland. He apologized for this. His mind wandered more than he himself as he transverse the epic field of snow, sifting through white tides in hopes to find his way back to the boat, which he eventually would.

"..."

He boarded the vessel as silent as he'd ever been. He was as sick as he was heart-broken-- never had he felt so shitty; the shifty emotions was almost to die for. It plagued his mine for the longest time as the boat hastily traveled at varying knots. He chose to leave this place and venture to a destination the opposite in many ways, but more so in the way that lacked her. He would get stronger. Much stronger. His body would be able to withstand the violent spit-flames of hell and he would be able to bench-press mountains as if they were a minor feat. The next time, if he had ever confronted her again, he would be sound in both body and mind.

He was docile now, lulled into an infant sleep as the waves caressed the iron beast.

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[roko]

His sleep was deep, deeper than ever before as his eyes fluttered open, allowing intense sunlight to overwhelm his weakened figure. He'd smack his dry lips once, a hand ascending into the air and landing atop his crown, rubbing intensely as a futile attempt to sooth the raging beast confined in the deepest crevices of his cranium. He slowly stood up, grabbing the railing of the boat for support as he made his way off the vessel.

The temperature was different. Far more embracing. Yesterday was nothing but a bad-dream. He left the ship with a second wind, full of sustainable vigor as he sought to challenge the climate of Kaze No Kuni.

[exit!]

[Estilo]

Roko: +14!!