The Diamond District - home of the well to do. While there aren’t exactly a lot of ‘rich’ people in Suna, those who are, call this place their home. Large mansions, beautiful fountains that would have fresh water pumping through them if it wasn’t wartime, and clean roads all greeted anyone who walked in here. Though it was often rare to see any cross traffic beyond the actual nobles, doctors, and shrewd businessmen, sometimes the personal police would let a regular slip through. Though there wasn’t usually much to actually do inside of the district except stare at the beautiful houses and dream, there were a few local eateries, two fancy member only bars, and a strange house sitting on a hill above the rest.
Settled a good three stories above every other mansion in the district and on top of a overlooking cliff was an, in comparison, small rickety looking house. It looked like a straight eyesore when compared to the luxury going on below. One could only begin to wonder why in the name of Mother Suna would they bother letting it stay there…or at least until you were in town at the right place and time.
The house, in the shape of a beat up Craftsman with a garage on the side, seemed innocent enough until an explosion would come roaring out of the house on one side or another. Today was one of those days.
The path leading up to Doctor’s Ryuu’s house on what people were starting to call ‘Mad Man Hill,’ was covered in signs all the way up that said to keep out and away in multiple languages but there was little else preventing free travel. Truth of the matter was the scientist secretly loved house guests but only if they could perk his curiosity, and ignoring his warning signs was always a good conversation starter. Having a fresh brain to, sometimes literally, pick was exhilarating as it often lead to new ideas to work on in his spare time away from the hospital. Of course on this specific date as the moment someone tried to walk by, around 3 in the afternoon, they would be met with a loud boom and a harmless shower of garage door bits as the good doctor had once again come across a volatile piece of experimentation. Blue and purple smoke billowed out of the scientist’s garage as the seven foot tall blonde himself came stumbling out coughing and hacking. He was wearing goggles that were now covered in some kind of soot, and before anyone who was watching could cry out, the scientist stumbled out and over the ledge of his little cliff…and descended like a lump of steel.
A plum of dirt and rock went up where he dropped.
Settled a good three stories above every other mansion in the district and on top of a overlooking cliff was an, in comparison, small rickety looking house. It looked like a straight eyesore when compared to the luxury going on below. One could only begin to wonder why in the name of Mother Suna would they bother letting it stay there…or at least until you were in town at the right place and time.
The house, in the shape of a beat up Craftsman with a garage on the side, seemed innocent enough until an explosion would come roaring out of the house on one side or another. Today was one of those days.
The path leading up to Doctor’s Ryuu’s house on what people were starting to call ‘Mad Man Hill,’ was covered in signs all the way up that said to keep out and away in multiple languages but there was little else preventing free travel. Truth of the matter was the scientist secretly loved house guests but only if they could perk his curiosity, and ignoring his warning signs was always a good conversation starter. Having a fresh brain to, sometimes literally, pick was exhilarating as it often lead to new ideas to work on in his spare time away from the hospital. Of course on this specific date as the moment someone tried to walk by, around 3 in the afternoon, they would be met with a loud boom and a harmless shower of garage door bits as the good doctor had once again come across a volatile piece of experimentation. Blue and purple smoke billowed out of the scientist’s garage as the seven foot tall blonde himself came stumbling out coughing and hacking. He was wearing goggles that were now covered in some kind of soot, and before anyone who was watching could cry out, the scientist stumbled out and over the ledge of his little cliff…and descended like a lump of steel.
A plum of dirt and rock went up where he dropped.