Follow-up after: Fire to Lightning = Plasma
[legend="[fontsize="25"]Part 1: Whore of Babylon[/fontsize]"]
The people aboard that boat personified the ugliness of humanity and just what they are capable of. Not only do they do that to people but they also do the same to the planet. As if on cue, the fog begins to slowly lift, with sunlight pushing through the dense mist like a celestial crown of thorns. The light shined upon her eyes forcing her to shield them to allow her eyes to adjust. Once her eyes return to focus, she noticed a city full of life and trade. Perhaps the money she obtained from the scum aboard the SS Mikiru would be enough to get her replacement clothing.|
Kibo
Translates to: Hope[/col]
Looking down at herself, the clothing she's wearing is tattered and torn. Not only from the assault of the hormone enraged sailors, but throughout her travels. She was seen as a crazy woman simply due to the ruined clothes she was wearing. However, the clothing she was wearing bore great significance to her life. However, after having burnt everything she knew and love for the sake of destroying her past and all material possessions, keeping mere cloth seemed quite silly. A piece of her humanity still remained and the memories she had while wearing such clothing. To be able to survive such a different climate and to fit in, she had to buy some local clothing.
"Come on, Kibo. We've come this far from our homeland to somewhere strange. We need to blend in so we don't attract too much attention," Mana said as she turned to look towards her traveling companion. "Though, your size doesn't help," Mana said with a little crooked smirk across her face. "Let's hope that we can find us a place to stay," Mana said as she pushed off into the city with Kibo following directly by her side.
As Mana and Kibo walked through the city streets, people instantly made a path for her. Whispers could be heard by both Mana and Kibo. These words weren't nice things said by these people.
"What did THAT woman go through? Must be a passing whore," whispered one gentleman.
"Have you heard of the legend of the 'Whore of Babylon'?" whispered the other gentleman.
"Oh? The bride of the devil? But she isn't wearing purple, nor riding upon a ten-headed beast," whispered the first man back to the second man.
"Those were exaggerations. Just look at her though. Wouldn't she fit the bill properly?"
"I suppose she would."
Mana patted Kibo's head a bit as she kept her eyes forward. "Let it go, Kibo. There are far too many people around here to start. Let it go for now. We don't know how many shinobi are posted here," Mana stated as her eyes fixated upon a clothing vendor. Stopping to look at the wares, Kibo stopped just behind her and sat upon his haunches. The woman attending the vendor looked at Mana and Kibo strangely before she puts on a fake smile towards a potential customer.
"I see you are in need of clothing. Don't worry, I won't push you away!" the woman said in a jolly manner. "If you have the money I can put you into something pretty," the woman stated.
"I would rather you had something more practical," Mana instantly responds. The woman glared at her for a moment with a verbal pause.
[col]
Plainswalker Garb|"Kanae! Get into the Planeswalker garb!" shouted the woman running the stand and out came a woman that looked strikingly familiar. This caught Mana off-guard, causing her to reel back slightly.
"Tsukiyomi?" Mana asked out-loud.
"Oh, no ma'am. My name is Kanae," the woman smiled before turning around to show off the outfit. Mana examined the outfit and turned to the woman and nodded.
"I also need a satchel for myself," Mana stated.
The woman running the vendor looked over Mana and shouted out the size to bring out. ((*Oh, the author won't say because her size is a well guarded secret <3)) Upon demanding it, the correct size of clothing was brought out with the leather satchel. Mana removed a small coin bag and placed more than enough money upon the counter along with leaving a 100% tip. Without saying anything else, Mana grabbed everything and went her marry way.
"Come on, Kibo. We need to find some place to rest," Mana stated as she began to move here way through the crowd, which didn't seem too difficult with Kibo by her side.[/col]
"Whore of BABYLON!" shouted one man as he made his way in front of her and pointed at her. "Rumors have been spreading that you might be the Whore of Babylon! One that will bring chaos and death with you!"
"I think you may have me mistaken for someone else," Mana said as she continued to walk, even if the man was in his way until she felt two arms wrapping around each of her arms, as if to restrain her. Kibo began to growl before being given the command to let it go.
"What's the meaning of this?" Mana asked.
"You are being retained until we can tell if you are truly the Whore of Babylon or not," the man said.
[Topic Entered][/legend]
[legend="[fontsize="25"]Part 1: Whore of Babylon[/fontsize]"]
BGM (Listen to it! It adds to the scenery)
Darkside of the Moon
[col]After landfall from rowing away from the SS Mikiru, the ship full of scallywags that attempted to have her way with her, Mana moored the small landing boat to one of the wooden posts on the dock. After having tethered the small boat upon the dock, the woman jumped up onto the wooden landing. Once she has gained proper footing, she waved her partner, Kibo, onto the dock. As instructed, the large animal jumped off of the boat and onto the wooden dock. Placing her hand upon the large animal's head, whose head rests just above her own shoulders, she turned to see the newly created 'Ghost Ship' sail off through the mist.Darkside of the Moon
The people aboard that boat personified the ugliness of humanity and just what they are capable of. Not only do they do that to people but they also do the same to the planet. As if on cue, the fog begins to slowly lift, with sunlight pushing through the dense mist like a celestial crown of thorns. The light shined upon her eyes forcing her to shield them to allow her eyes to adjust. Once her eyes return to focus, she noticed a city full of life and trade. Perhaps the money she obtained from the scum aboard the SS Mikiru would be enough to get her replacement clothing.|
Kibo
Translates to: Hope
Looking down at herself, the clothing she's wearing is tattered and torn. Not only from the assault of the hormone enraged sailors, but throughout her travels. She was seen as a crazy woman simply due to the ruined clothes she was wearing. However, the clothing she was wearing bore great significance to her life. However, after having burnt everything she knew and love for the sake of destroying her past and all material possessions, keeping mere cloth seemed quite silly. A piece of her humanity still remained and the memories she had while wearing such clothing. To be able to survive such a different climate and to fit in, she had to buy some local clothing.
"Come on, Kibo. We've come this far from our homeland to somewhere strange. We need to blend in so we don't attract too much attention," Mana said as she turned to look towards her traveling companion. "Though, your size doesn't help," Mana said with a little crooked smirk across her face. "Let's hope that we can find us a place to stay," Mana said as she pushed off into the city with Kibo following directly by her side.
As Mana and Kibo walked through the city streets, people instantly made a path for her. Whispers could be heard by both Mana and Kibo. These words weren't nice things said by these people.
"What did THAT woman go through? Must be a passing whore," whispered one gentleman.
"Have you heard of the legend of the 'Whore of Babylon'?" whispered the other gentleman.
"Oh? The bride of the devil? But she isn't wearing purple, nor riding upon a ten-headed beast," whispered the first man back to the second man.
"Those were exaggerations. Just look at her though. Wouldn't she fit the bill properly?"
"I suppose she would."
Mana patted Kibo's head a bit as she kept her eyes forward. "Let it go, Kibo. There are far too many people around here to start. Let it go for now. We don't know how many shinobi are posted here," Mana stated as her eyes fixated upon a clothing vendor. Stopping to look at the wares, Kibo stopped just behind her and sat upon his haunches. The woman attending the vendor looked at Mana and Kibo strangely before she puts on a fake smile towards a potential customer.
"I see you are in need of clothing. Don't worry, I won't push you away!" the woman said in a jolly manner. "If you have the money I can put you into something pretty," the woman stated.
"I would rather you had something more practical," Mana instantly responds. The woman glared at her for a moment with a verbal pause.
[col]
Plainswalker Garb
"Tsukiyomi?" Mana asked out-loud.
"Oh, no ma'am. My name is Kanae," the woman smiled before turning around to show off the outfit. Mana examined the outfit and turned to the woman and nodded.
"I also need a satchel for myself," Mana stated.
The woman running the vendor looked over Mana and shouted out the size to bring out. ((*Oh, the author won't say because her size is a well guarded secret <3)) Upon demanding it, the correct size of clothing was brought out with the leather satchel. Mana removed a small coin bag and placed more than enough money upon the counter along with leaving a 100% tip. Without saying anything else, Mana grabbed everything and went her marry way.
"Come on, Kibo. We need to find some place to rest," Mana stated as she began to move here way through the crowd, which didn't seem too difficult with Kibo by her side.[/col]
"Whore of BABYLON!" shouted one man as he made his way in front of her and pointed at her. "Rumors have been spreading that you might be the Whore of Babylon! One that will bring chaos and death with you!"
"I think you may have me mistaken for someone else," Mana said as she continued to walk, even if the man was in his way until she felt two arms wrapping around each of her arms, as if to restrain her. Kibo began to growl before being given the command to let it go.
"What's the meaning of this?" Mana asked.
"You are being retained until we can tell if you are truly the Whore of Babylon or not," the man said.
[Topic Entered][/legend]
