Lines.... Lines.... And more Lines

Nuria saw an Add about getting a passport, and thought "hey why not?" She started walking and walking until she came to the docks.... or more so about 3 blocks from the docks. She didn't know what all the commotion was for, not all of these people could be getting a passport right? "Move." She said to a couple people but then they all just gave her a mean look commenting and saying remarks like "oh please" and "we all want a passport as well but you will have to wait like the rest of us. Great. Nuria had to deal with this crap.... again.

Nuria decided if they wouldn't let her in, she would force her way in. She touched one man on the shoulder, who screamed in pain and ran aside to deal with his burns. She continued burning people and taking their spots in line until she reached a problem. Her claustrophobia. She was in the middle of a crowded space surrounded with people. The area only seemed to get closer and closer inward. "G-go... Away...." No one moved. Nurias fear quickly turned to anger as she started yelling. "GO AWAY LIKE I SAID!!!" And an aura of fire surrounded her, burning those close to her and the ones who didn't just scattered, and Nuria continued through the line that no longer existed.

When Nuria reached the area she sighed happily, the line was gone thanks to her anger and fear. Not the best for moral, however. She walked up to a little desk where a lady was. "Yo I'm here for a passport." Nuria had to stand back to avoid burning the stack of papers and other stuff. The lady looked up from what she was doing and stared at Nuria like she was a unique specimen. "Oooookaaaaaay..... here is your application form." She handed Nuria a piece of paper, which burnt and the lady had to jerk her hand back quickly. Nuria scratched the back of her head and laughed nervously, great. Another problem has occurred.

Nuria sighed with embarrassment. "hey uh do you mind if I just tell you the answers to each of the questions?" The woman nodded, and then took out another copy of the paper that Nuria got. "So... We need name, age, date of birth, gender, and race for starters." Nuria nodded. Pretty simple questions with pretty simple answers. "My name is Nuria, spelled N-U-R-I-A, I'm 15, I was born on August twentysixth, I'm obviously female and I am a fire spirit." The woman nodded, then asked two last questions, but the last was the hardest. "What is your opinion on the magic council?" Nuria shrugged. "Don't got anything against them." The lady scribbled it down. "Lastly what guild are you in?"

Nuria stared at the lady for a second. Should she lie? No... that would be wrong. Yeah she doesnt like to be a goodie two shoes and yeah Nuria likes to wreak a little havoc but this was wrong. "Im not in one..." She sighed, at least that burden was off her shoulders. "I apologize the fee for people who dont have a guild is 5,000 jewles." Nuria perked up. "Seriously?! Sweet... Here." She handed over the money and then the lady walked over to where her picture was taken, and then she said she would mail the passport to her house, considering nuria would burn it up. Simple enough, so Nuria told the lady where to mail it since she didnt have a house and then left.