</COLOR>"I will protect you. I promise."<i></i>
Welp it was about the time hey approached the ship riding their horses full speed into the dead of the night. . . well at least until the sun hit the horizon. So with a bit of a motion granted by the workings of his top flight stallion, he trailed Cereza's mare as they ventured to the coast line. He could feel a few presences at the ship position his swords to be drawn and stood atop his stallion and took a anime giant leap that was inhuman reaching and soaring highly above the boat forming quick and efficient handsigns and tightening the grip of the wood around the beings bodies. . . holding them all to the point of suffocation then with the utmost focus, he'd descend and flash 'Klingo de la Vero' from its sheath beheading whomever was intruding upon their resources.
<COLOR color="#BF8000">"Tch. . . Huh?", then he would notice. . . it was his own clone from when he initially left to begin with. And this time it was holding a small reddish little fox thing. But it was also like a cat. Odd? Standing straight he'd take the little creature into his hands. It didnt seem rabid, nor was it really afraid of his actions. Almost as if it got pumped from seeing it. Odd really but he. . . just placed it on his shoulder and lifted the cargo from the horses. . .
Set up the ship for leaving. . .
And looking at Cereza, he would smile, "Atsu-Ou. His name. . . or her?", he didnt care, but he did like this little new companion. Maybe, just maybe things would begin to be. . . good for them. Though, he was about ready to leave this ghost town. The Mr. Suna Pageant. . . He heard of something similar happening in Mist sooner or later, but maybe he would take a jolt for that, he was not a sunan. . . so he would not like to be apart of something else not yet. Especially with how women seemed to drop dead at his feet. Only Cereza seemed to be the only one that could take his exceptional charm only because she was the sexiest woman in his life. She knew it. He knew it. She was perfect to him. . . and as they sailed to uncharted territories. . . he would enjoy every moment with her and the life they would be beginning together. . .
[Group Exiting Country = A Rank = 1 Hour (+1 Hour leaving country rules)]
