One week later.....
Razan never liked fame. He didn’t want to be the one that stood out, the one that everyone knew. Like the King or Queen. He could never have that type of job.
But after the trek that the two made, Razan departed from Ashley’s side, saying that there was one last thing he needed to do.
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Melanie was looking fine, even without its King/ Queen in their place, the law still held firm as always, except for the few. The man wore his hood as always in the public, but it didn’t really matter anymore. They already knew who he was.
He had picked his own poison, and his identity was out.
Strange glances seemed to hip from person to person as he walked through the streets of Kelan.
Whispers echoed around him.
“Is that the White Shadow?”
“Nuh uh, its Razan one of the Stormbreakers.”
“Didn’t he say that he was the White shadow?”
“Oh! You’re right! I think he did!”
This bothered him. He was usually the one watching people. Now they were watching him. It was....very unsettling.....
The hooded man made his way towards the old wooden building on the western side of the city, and carefully entered.
A bell chimed as he entered through the creaky door, and from the counter, an old lady with a beer glass look up from her paper.
That’s the newspaper that Annette wrights, Razan thought.
“Whad’ya want? I hasn’t got all day you know. *cough*”, the old lady said hoarsely, the raspiness in her voice showing some sign of sickness.
The weather mage flinched at the tone of her voice, and then started.
“I hear that you tattoos, am I correct?”, he asked patiently.
The woman grunts. “Ah, yea, I do. Why don’cha jus go ‘cross the street to that fancy smanchy tatoo parlor eh? Not like I’ve got much ta offer,” she says after taking another swing of her beer.
Razan shook his head. “They don’t do seals now do they? That’s something only you have.”
The lady looked up at Razan, and stared at him for a while. “You want a seal in deh form of a tatoo, right? I gotcha. Jus gimme a minute,” she says getting up from her chair.
Before he knew it, the tatoo was finished, and she was placing the spell on it.
Razan had made the request for the seal to restrict his amount of mana use in his right arm.
If he wanted to go for more precise attacks, he would use the right arm that was tattooed. If he wanted to go for a big blast of energy, he would use his left. Razan’s arm was bandaged up so that the design was unseen. He would wait until later.
The old woman told him how much it was, and he paid. More than what it was actually. A lot more.
She looked at the money in amazement. “That’s..that’s ten times the amount I charged ya for! Why you given dat tah me?!”
Razan turned around as he was heading out.
“To pay for your medicine of course. I can tell you’ve had that nasty cough of yours for a while. Take care.”
And with that, Razan left.
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Mr. Kato wasn’t really doing much during the week. He preformed simple tasks, and paid most of his attention the the injured citizens, and moved them into his coast side mansion. That’s where they were until they were able to leave.
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Skyler spent the week cooking for everyone, which is what he liked. The young man liked to help out in any way he could, and was currently taking a break down by the docks, away from everyone. His only other companion was Gabe.
The sun struck his red teardrop earring on his left ear, shifting the light into more of a crimson color.
The water seemed to shine in the sun, sparkling every which way, bringing light to everything. His blue eyes seemed to sparkle just like the water. Gabe nuzzles the mans hand which caused Skyler to smile. He exhaled and continued to watch the sea. Despite living on an island, the sea never got old. His hand reached up and touched the earring lightly, making sure it was still there. It was like a good luck charm to him. It ran in the family. Kind of like an heirloom.
The man sighed, and his Pokemon copies him.
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Later during the week whenever they got the sails fixed and they set out to sail, Skyler hopped aboard the Queen. He noted that the actual Queen was on the ship, along with some other important looking people. The young man was actually a bit nervous when he came aboard due to the fact that it was his first time on a boat this large. Luckily, he didn’t get boat sick.
He found himself cooking for everyone, pouring his heart into every meal he made. He found himself staring at the water rushing past them while he was on the back of the ship, the wind rushing through his shaggy blond hair. The sea sparkled like it always did.
