Summer 13th 502AV The day had started eventfully enough, a morning game to start the day and a sore crotch for Gallo. It wasn’t an out of the ordinary day for him as he slowly picked himself off the warm stone. He grunted and cursed as he stood with a bit of a wobble. “That really hurt that time.” Gallo almost growled. The travel home wasn’t very long before he stepped into their cozy home. Clandestine had already began to dress, she wore something elegant, well as elegant as one can get with the allowance. She never did dresses though, in fact she always tended to resemble her brother in clothing choice. “Its about time you arrived home. We need to hurry,” Clandestine tossed Gallo his clothes and didn’t even give him a moment to rest. “I should invest in some loin armor.” Gallo said passively as he shut the door and stripped his shirt off once more. “No, you should just not underestimate your opponent.” Clandestine’s response was curt as she began to tie her long, braided hair up. Gallo responded with a short snicker. The two dressed in silence as they prepared theme selves to at least look presentable within their role model’s home. Vermsinthe had told them both he would not be in attendance and to prey extra hard for him. Gallo wore a clean shirt and a fine pair of tailored pants. He ran his fingers through his hair and stroked them back, the natural oils made the mistreated hair into spikes that hung almost at his shoulder. “You ready?” Clandestine asked impatiently. “Yes, yes, so impatient.” Gallo grinned at Clandestine as he wrapped his feet in cloth. Her brother’s nonchalant attitude toward the visit to the sacred temple appalled Clandestine. How could her brother, a devoted follower of Rhysol like herself, be so passive about everything? Gallo straightened his torso, dressed not to impress, but still practical for what they needed. Gallo, knew his attitude annoyed his sister and he used it as best as he could to torment her. “I’m ready sis,” Gallo walked to the door and pulled it open, “Ladies first.” Gallo attempted to act proper and snobbish, Clandestine scoffed and began to walk toward the door. “If that is the case, you should be the one out the door.” Gallo, perked a brow with his grin. “Rawr,” he said almost as a whisper. That got a reaction from Clandestine, which Gallo was ready to block. Her fist flew through the air aimed for his crotch again. Their bodies met with a dull thud, “Uh hu, fool me once, but twice not going to happen. Besides, do you really want to initiate combat--” Gallo ducked and let Clanestine’s fist hit wood. Gallo knew she was still peeved from the previous game of hide and seek. “Easy sister you might hurt yourself.” Gallo, from his crouched position pushed up quickly and shoved Clandestine out the door way and into the street. Gallo shut and locked the door behind him as Clandestine began to run toward the dock that they used. Gallo soon followed and barely dodged a few who walked slowly in the opposite direction. They grumbled and shouted at Gallo, who didn’t stop to pay any mind to them. Clandestine giggled as she ran, Gallo in chase after her. Both dodged people as they ran, Clandestine could see the dock and the boat attached to it. People of all sorts were within it, there would probably be many stops along the way and was almost full. Clandestine arrived at the dock and was allowed on board. Gallo however, was stopped by the guard, “This boat is filled.” “Gahh what?” Gallo sounded like a kid who had just been told he couldn’t have that new toy in the window. The guard shoved Gallo away, which made him land on his rump with an oof. Gallo growled and looked up the guard, he didn’t want to push his luck and meant no disrespect to them. “You will have to wait for the next one boy.” The guard said almost as curt as her sister. Gallo stood back up and dusted himself off, “I am not a boy, “ He spoke under his breath, “My name is Gallo Duplais.” The guard grunted and Gallo paid it no mind. As the boat began to drift away, Clandestine shouted at him, “Hey maybe you can beat me if you ran to the temple instead. Could be great fun with all the people out and about I mean.” Clandestine’s laughed carried over the water perfectly, “That sneaky ass.” It was then Gallo realized that was her plan from the start, he made her run around town now it was his turn. Gallo grunted and began to jog away from the dock and penetrated into the outer area of the city. He ran and dodged as many people as he could, the crowd was thick. But as he rounded the corner he found himself in a sea of people. The market district was busy with people from all walks of life. Gallo knew he had to tread lightly or risk a bump with the wrong person. He began to navigate through the maze of people that consistently changed routes at a quick rate. The market district was always the pretties to walk through when the businesses were closed. He dodged many hidden obstacles that manifested almost as quick as his movements. By the time he broke the crowd of people, his sweat had made itself quite noticeable on his shirt. He could hear many people as they yelled and protested his movements through the crowd, but he didn’t care of the mischief he caused. All that was on his mind was the sight of the black marble floor that rolled throughout the temple. He could almost see the image of Rhysol, depicted on the massive dome of the temple’s roof. He dreamed of it and most of all he lived it. Gallo might have been kind, but he didn’t just worship Rhysol he lived it unconditionally. He was humble when he needed to be or was of great benefit to him to make a great first impression. Soon the domed rooftops could be seen and Gallos visions of imagery could be lived once again. Gallo found his way to the temple’s entrance and slowed his pace for the guards. He gave them a nod, before he began to walk at a brisk pace. He practically burst through the doors, which caused the people who peppered the pews to stop and look at Gallo. He felt the eyes on him as he panted and scanned the crowd for Clandestine. He wiped the sweat from his brow, grinned and waved at the people who continued to stare at him. He did not apologize for his loudness but instead found Clandestine and walked over to her... |
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