I woke up to the scent of smoke, not like the fire place smoke...the scent of a fat Cigar. I blinked and looked up, the first thing I saw were BIG boots by my face. The woman who owned the inn was bickering at him. He held a small sack of something. I got up and looked at them and caught on the conversation, "How do you expect me to keep them safe if everyone in town saw you with 'em?" Her voice quavered. My head clicked in on what was in the bag...the Tickets to the city. The gate keeper's voice loomed in the back of my head, "people have died for 'em"
I tugged the guys shirt. He looked down at me realizing I had been there for a while, "What do you want?" "How can I get a ticket?" He snorted at me snobbishly. I didn't like that one bit. "Only pure blooded fighters can get into Shadow Ridge in this town....that's how you earn them boy."
BOY?! great he thought I was a boy....well I could get away with that.
The woman looked at me, "Ya don't think you're going to fight for a ticket will ya! Ya don't have chance in hell!"
"Not unless I help him....."
I shivered when those words came to my ears. The woman had a bewildered look on her face. All three of us turned. A man sat in the darkest corner of the room looked up from his hat slightly. He was completely black save for two dead Silver eyes. He stood up and walked towards the ticket deliver. "The rules go as follow....Anyone can enter.... Regardless of age, form, gender and such....and YOU have to arrive at the correct time. You're a month late." "...get to your po-i-int Black....What---you want?" Black? Well he lived up to his name. My eyes caught the sight of thinsword well hidden in his black tresses. Must be a swordsman of some kind I though theoritically. I jumped when his eyes looked at me, "Who owns the kid?"
AUGH!!!! First cub, then, pup, boy and now KID?! I really wish I had a name....
 Mayonaka Taiyo · Sun Nov 21, 2004 @ 06:44pm · 0 Comments |
