Yuzuki hurried down the main street of Hargeon, dodging insults fisherman and citizens threw at her as she knocked over rubble, paint pails, and toolboxes on her way. It was a place that brought back rather bad memories, some which she wanted to forget. However, forgetting in this situation wasn't going to be easy. The semi-fey glanced down at the blue shark-shaped scar left on her hand, and sweat dripped down her face as she remembered the excruciating pain she had gone through, getting that. It had only been her past experiences with painful stuff that she had managed to keep her cool while getting it, and now it left a bad feeling in her stomach as she looked at it.
Looking around her at all the people trying to rebuild after the horrible ocean attack that had killed millions of innocents, Yuzuki scowled, and looked downwards, a shadow crossing her face. No. She was not going to help. She served herself only, for dealing with others would only get herself or someone else hurt. Maybe coming here to steal herself a passport wasn't such a good idea after all. She sighed, and gazed up at the drizzling rain, which had begun to fall a while ago. Ugh... Water.
The memories had left her with a bad impression on water, and she avoided the ocean as much as possible. She didn't want to feel that feral fear anymore, she wanted to feel content, she wanted to play pranks on people, not go through this! With a yell, she kicked someone's lunch out into the sea. There. Now she felt better. Ignoring the enraged shouts behind her, she continued on to get herself a passport.
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Looking around her at all the people trying to rebuild after the horrible ocean attack that had killed millions of innocents, Yuzuki scowled, and looked downwards, a shadow crossing her face. No. She was not going to help. She served herself only, for dealing with others would only get herself or someone else hurt. Maybe coming here to steal herself a passport wasn't such a good idea after all. She sighed, and gazed up at the drizzling rain, which had begun to fall a while ago. Ugh... Water.
The memories had left her with a bad impression on water, and she avoided the ocean as much as possible. She didn't want to feel that feral fear anymore, she wanted to feel content, she wanted to play pranks on people, not go through this! With a yell, she kicked someone's lunch out into the sea. There. Now she felt better. Ignoring the enraged shouts behind her, she continued on to get herself a passport.
Word Count: 284