Drifting Tides

[Syn]

Kami-Gaz

"Blue... sky... oh neat, a cloud..." Drifting along in a small canoe, the mink Toneri would be laying back staring at the sky. Muttering to himself about the vast nothingness he was seeing. "Ugh... why didn't Pugil warn me sailing like this was going to be soooo booooring.... oh, that's right he did." As the young boy talked to himself he would reminisce of his farewell to his friends and family before leaving on his adventure. "Well, there's no use in complaining. Not like there's any turning back now!" Getting up and standing on his boat, Toneri would begin stretching. Moving his arms around and out behind his head before leaning down and touching his toes.

Wearing his favorite, and only, outfit. Toneri would have no shirt on, but covering his torso would be a red sleeveless jacket. Wearing a pair of blue jeans, red gloves, and goggles on his head, his white shoes would be sitting on the boat beneath his seat. Dressed like a typical street thug, Toneri would turn around to face the direction he was drifting in. This would be when he would finally spot land. "Yes! Finally I can move around again! I hope they have some good food."

With a smile on his face, Toneri would quickly grab a paddle and begin pushing his canoe towards the island. Eventually landing on the shore, Toneri would quickly jump out of the boat. Feeling the sand beneath his feet, moving between his toes, a large smile would be on his face. Looking around he could see some buildings and small groups of people moving off in the distance. Running towards civilization, Toneri wouldn't have a care in the world about what he may have stumbled upon. The only thing on his mind would be getting some food.

Finding food was easy, upon reaching the buildings he would see many shops set up. Selling a variety of items, he quickly would stumble upon a shop selling some cooked fish. With drool falling out of his mouth Toneri would look at the fish before him. But this exstacy would only last for a moment as his eyes drifted to the price tag next to it. '1000 Berries!?' His eyes would bulge out of their sockets as his expression shifted to shock. Pulling his wallet out of his pocket he would reveal a measly 400 berries. With a frown on his face, and his stomach growling, Toneri would begin to walk away before sitting down a few feet from the shop. 'How am I going to get money?'

[Kami-Gaz]

*Smack*

The pirate market was always an interesting place to visit. Everyone that came here had a goal, something they needed to achieve. It was a purpose for dealing with low life’s and scum. Some came to get rich, selling off loot and other things of ill-gotten gains. Others came to escape, hide away from their past lives in a place that doesn’t ask the kind of questions that got you caught. Then some… some came looking for something, answers, an item… sometimes even people.

*Thud*

*Bash*

Today was a day like any other day in the pirates market, the streets were busy, bustling with a sound of street vendors and food stalls, all looking to peddle what they could for a quick Berri. The bars were already rammed full of people there to drink their problems away or just relax after a long voyage. The more lively the better, a fight could break out at any minute.

*Thwack*

A ragged man was thrown out of one such bar, landing on his back and sliding in the dusty sand to a halt against a stall. The batwing doors kept swinging wildly from the entrance way the man had been launched out of. At the apex of each swing there stood a figure, its position changing from the follow through of a mighty strong punch, to hands on hips with puffed up cheeks. This tall young woman with dark skin and very odd features was Mika. Her wings were folded against her back and the barely visible halo had a slight glow to it in the saloons dim lighting.

“Bad person should not touch me without asking!” She bellowed out childishly, her canine ears standing on end and the tail that was hidden behind her slowly softening from its stiff position. The pale white and blue summer dress she wore bounced slightly as she spun around on the spot and placed her slender arms on to bar.

“Can I have some water please?” She asked the bar man with a soft smile, her ears falling flat and tail wagging softly. The dog had not been here for long and was really thirsty, she had come to the first place that looked like it would provide water to thirsty people and dogs…

“Coming up slugger!” The gruff yet friendly looking man behind the bar said as he grabbed a clear bottle of water and popped the cap of before placing it onto the bar. Without hesitation he slipped a colourful cocktail straw into the icy liquid and slid it forward before chuckling. “On the house lassie, for giving me a good show just now.”

Mika frowned as she reached for the small bag that was slung over her shoulder, the bag that contained all of her money in the world. “… On the house? But we are in the house?” She asked quizzically, not understanding the phrase that was just used… she had barely just started to grasp what money was.

“Free.” He grunted before shifting to head to another customer who hearing that magical word started clamouring for a free drink too.