I'm Good With Kids [Mission/priv] Finished
May 2, 2011 20:15:04 GMT -8
Post by Icarus on May 2, 2011 20:15:04 GMT -8
As the inn rocked, with a groaning of the wood as it made a coherent yet minor shake with the rest of the area, broken boards slicing through the sand like ground as if they were daggers, it shook awake or off foot all its inhabitants. The last shakes and shivers of the inn subsided into a comfortable sway. Higan awoke, a single cream colored lid opened to reveal a facet of amber as he blinked away the last clutches of sleep. Warmth fleeting from his body as he rose with a fluid motion from his bed, the gentle heat of the two candles that hung on his wall gave off artificial solace beckoned at him not to leave the mild heat. Stretching his long arms, hardened muscles loosening and preparing for movement as he yawned, faded coral lips parting to take in air. He dropped his arms and from an oak chest procured a shirt and a hooded jacket, drawing first one then the other over his bare skin. He slowly zipped up the hoodie, a soft and thick, but reasonably sized article of clothing. He smoothed out his clothes, purging the wrinkles from his body and with an ivory hand he deftly tousled his hair as he slid a pair of gloves onto his hands, dyed and weather treated, they were an almost sentimental item to him judging by the amount of time he had spent wearing them, the knuckles and palms faded, re-stitched in many spots, he didn’t care how they looked to others. He made a few steps and placed his palm on his locked chest, procuring a key to open it up he withdrew his usual weapons, his kunai and his swords, and all the accessories that were commensurate with his usual inventory. He quickly with a practiced motion attached them to his clothes in designated areas then rose up and turned about face and placed his palm on the handle of the door, turning it. A cold air rushed in, biting stagnant air quickly permeating his clothes down to his skin and underneath into his bone.
Monotonous thumps sounded as he climbed down the stairs of the lower floor of the inn, a shock of brown hair rising to the surface of the boat, violently then gently shook by the wind. Amber gems followed by the rest of his figure soon rose above to the topside of the boat. He had seen two strangers already at their posts gawking, one with a mess of blonde hair and two sapphire eyes. He had neglected to interact with her out of a lax attitude, not out of an aggressive one, soon enough he would exchange a conversation with her, formally introduce himself and learn more about her as he tried to make heads or tails out of what was going on. As he finally reached the outside, he no longer had a need to query for information, the exact specifications of his mission in front of him, a young but reasonably tall kid with a bloodline, his appearing to be kage hebi. He made his way expertly to the steady ground outside of the inn and stared down his opponent. The ground grey and gruesome with what seemed to be husks of snakes and venom.