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It may seem weird to many to say it was life as usual in the sewers, but for the large society of Gijinka that made it home, it was all they knew. The tunnels were tall, and ran for miles all under the city. The central cavity carried a foul smelling liquid, while they kept to the paved sides that were made for service workers. On occasion, a wild grimer or muk would drift past, paying any of the humanoids very little attention. Perhaps it was stupid of them to continuously reform the groups that always seemed to draw the raiders, but the need for a society, to not be alone in the world was a strong pull. Together, they could share food, stories, tips, and on occasion, they might even try to train together.
On this particular day, the small community was just as dull as ever, but off around a corner a rather young looking Deino girl was sparing with a much larger partner, a Rhyhorn gijinka. He parried and blocked many attacks, but she still managed to push him around quite a bit. The most amazing part, in his opinion, was that her hair never seemed to come out of her eyes. Indeed, the girl was practically blind, but seemed completely unaffected by her impairment in a fight.
The two wrapped up, and returned together to the group.
"See ya Di!" he waved merrily, to which Di simply nodded. As she was cooling down and drinking some water offered to her, she became aware of a new Gijinka in the mix, one she hadn't heard before. From the high pitch eminating from them and the draconic aura, she could safely assume they were a Noibat. It was odd for her to encounter another dragon type, as they were fairly desirable, and often a bit more recluse than other Gijinka. Perhaps they came seeking food or water?
The Noibat, on the other hand, was a bit unnerved by the way the blind Gijinka seemed to be studying him. It was pretty hard to see in the dark sewers, but his echo-location made it easy enough to make out somewhat three dimensional images of everything around him. Approaching the same woman that had given the blind girl water, he stuck his hands in his short pockets and looked rather frustrated with himself.
"C-could I have some of your water?" he grumbled out the question, almost too quiet for the woman to hear. Although she seemed a few years elder to the Deino, she still looked to the girl, who gave a simple nod, before pouring a second glass for the Noibat. He downed it greedily and handed back the cup, about to walk away. Di snagged his arm before he could get far, making him jump.
"What do you say?" she asked softly, indicating the woman. It took him a moment to realize what she meant.
"Oh, thank you ma'am," he said with a curt bow, before pulling his arm away and turning to leave. Di watched him go, a bit concerned for the young dragon, but sensing he, like others, was probably too proud to stick around and admit he needed help. That he even asked for water was amazing, so she simply let him go.
~~~
In a side alley near a fairly nice restaurant, an unmarked police car sat, with one cop leaning up against the hood, although he wore no true uniform. From his waist hung a small but thick circular device. A Gijinka controller, awaiting an occupant. On his phone he studied a small map of the sewers below him, waiting for his signal. It came eventually, a red point flashing on the map with a small beep.
"He's found a batch. Not too far from here either," the officer smiled, sticking the phone in his pocket. "Let's get to catching, shall we?"
It may seem weird to many to say it was life as usual in the sewers, but for the large society of Gijinka that made it home, it was all they knew. The tunnels were tall, and ran for miles all under the city. The central cavity carried a foul smelling liquid, while they kept to the paved sides that were made for service workers. On occasion, a wild grimer or muk would drift past, paying any of the humanoids very little attention. Perhaps it was stupid of them to continuously reform the groups that always seemed to draw the raiders, but the need for a society, to not be alone in the world was a strong pull. Together, they could share food, stories, tips, and on occasion, they might even try to train together.
On this particular day, the small community was just as dull as ever, but off around a corner a rather young looking Deino girl was sparing with a much larger partner, a Rhyhorn gijinka. He parried and blocked many attacks, but she still managed to push him around quite a bit. The most amazing part, in his opinion, was that her hair never seemed to come out of her eyes. Indeed, the girl was practically blind, but seemed completely unaffected by her impairment in a fight.
The two wrapped up, and returned together to the group.
"See ya Di!" he waved merrily, to which Di simply nodded. As she was cooling down and drinking some water offered to her, she became aware of a new Gijinka in the mix, one she hadn't heard before. From the high pitch eminating from them and the draconic aura, she could safely assume they were a Noibat. It was odd for her to encounter another dragon type, as they were fairly desirable, and often a bit more recluse than other Gijinka. Perhaps they came seeking food or water?
The Noibat, on the other hand, was a bit unnerved by the way the blind Gijinka seemed to be studying him. It was pretty hard to see in the dark sewers, but his echo-location made it easy enough to make out somewhat three dimensional images of everything around him. Approaching the same woman that had given the blind girl water, he stuck his hands in his short pockets and looked rather frustrated with himself.
"C-could I have some of your water?" he grumbled out the question, almost too quiet for the woman to hear. Although she seemed a few years elder to the Deino, she still looked to the girl, who gave a simple nod, before pouring a second glass for the Noibat. He downed it greedily and handed back the cup, about to walk away. Di snagged his arm before he could get far, making him jump.
"What do you say?" she asked softly, indicating the woman. It took him a moment to realize what she meant.
"Oh, thank you ma'am," he said with a curt bow, before pulling his arm away and turning to leave. Di watched him go, a bit concerned for the young dragon, but sensing he, like others, was probably too proud to stick around and admit he needed help. That he even asked for water was amazing, so she simply let him go.
~~~
In a side alley near a fairly nice restaurant, an unmarked police car sat, with one cop leaning up against the hood, although he wore no true uniform. From his waist hung a small but thick circular device. A Gijinka controller, awaiting an occupant. On his phone he studied a small map of the sewers below him, waiting for his signal. It came eventually, a red point flashing on the map with a small beep.
"He's found a batch. Not too far from here either," the officer smiled, sticking the phone in his pocket. "Let's get to catching, shall we?"
