Date: 37th of Summer 513
Location: outside of Nykas northern quarter to the west
He was still hurting…hurting pretty bad. Why was it you always hurt worse after the fight began? Almost a week later and Kira could still hear his bones crack with every movement he made. It was insane! Kira needed to learn how to fight better soon so he could avoid getting his ass handed to him like he did not too long ago. But if one good thing came out of that day it was his new fur coat! He looked absolutely badass in the thing…or at least in his mind he did. He liked to think he looked cool wearing something that was so rarely ever seen. Made him stand out from the crowd. Packing up his things Kira shoved all of his weaponry in secure locations within his sleeves and such and simply folded his cloths up. The lady who lived in the room next door was nice enough to lend him a large potato sac he could keep his cloths in. His suit was stained in blood so he wouldn’t be wearing that again anytime soon. With that being said Kira realized he only had two outfits left to wear. Currently he was wearing his long black shirt with his fur coat over it. Everything else went into the sac. Even his mask. Kira put his weapons all into the sac as well. Angling them so they would not cut through the bag or his cloths Kira lifted the sac onto his shoulder and walked out of the doors of the safe haven.
‘Well it’s been real. But this place got way to boring.’ Kira thought to himself. Making his way to Nykas northern quarter. He wasn’t sure where he was going to go but anywhere that was fun or chaotic was the place he would most likely show up at. Either way he wasn’t sticking around there anymore. Kira was still using his cane because his leg still felt a little off. He could walk and move just fine but his leg was pretty badly bruised. Touching it was the only thing that caused pain.
Made his way out the northern gate Kira paused and looked around. It was still pretty early and apparently no one seemed to be out at the moment. The Dhani paused and looked around. Unsure were to go exactly Kira frowned and shook his head. ‘Great, just stepped outside and I’m already bored…’ He thought sadly. Disappointed. Kira looked up at the morning blue sky and basked in the heat for a moment before his peace was interrupted by a couple of teens about his age who were carelessly running and bumped into him. Kira looked down and faced the both of them. They both stared at Kira with a freaked out look on their face and since Kira was such a nice guy he ignored it.
“What’sss up?” Kira asked innocently. The two teens both exchanged glances and at the same time sprinted off to the west. Kira blinked a few times as he watched them go. “Um...what?” Kira asked confused. Wondering where they ran off to and why he decided to follow them. Turning west he travled through what seemed like a thick thing of trees. But after about fifteen minutes of walking blind Kira soon stumbled upon…a place? A house? It didn’t really look like a house to him. More like a…um. Kira looked around and gave up trying to figure out what the hell he was looking at and just decided to go with it.
Walking over to the buildings door Kira tried the door and it didn’t open. Kira frowned and looked around at the door before shrugging his shoulders and walking away. Before he got very far Kira was stopped by some women.
“Hello young one. Are you here to see the master?” She asked cheerfully. Finally someone who could at least fake a good smile. Everyone always seemed too stuck up. “I’m sorry the master? Master of what?” Kira replied confused. The lady tilted her head and gave a concerned look. “You mean…you don’t know the master of this school?” She asked him. Kira shrugged and looked at his cane. “Nope. Why, is he an artist or something?” Kira asked. The women giggled and walked away.
“You stay here. I’ll go fetch him for you.” She said calmly as she unlocked the door to the…house and walked in. Shutting it behind her. Kira stood there looking like a lost child. “Um…wait…what the hell just happened?” He asked, looking down at the ground. His brain wasn’t working today.