Uryu made his way into the town, having come up from Rose Garden. There was travel to be done as a mage, everyone knew that. Still, he had not expected to travel so far and so frequently. He would have to find another way to travel than by foot if he was going to use this way to achieve his dream. Still, there were things to be gained. His legs were stronger than many who would take their time or travel by other means. Coursing with muscle and stamina, the young man head towards where he was suppose to meet the client.
Upon arriving, he found a man who couldn't be older than thirty- Most likely younger. "Hello." Uryu was short, but polite. The man greeted him, clarified who Uryu was, then began speaking. Apparently, there was a celebrity performing that night. Someone that this man claimed to know very well from their childhood. Another crazy person... Fantastic." His thoughts were not flattering, but then again he wasn't paid to be kind. "Please, just get this letter to her!" Grabbing the sealed envelope, Uryu glanced at it and nodded. Money was money, and he needed the money. After all, there was only so much that could come from this one way or another. The security that Magnolia instituted was normally of the non-magical variety, or simply unskilled. He'd simply have to slip in, deliver the letter and slip out. There wasn't much of a chance of the mission going south- Only one thing to do. Deliver the letter.
WC: 258
Upon arriving, he found a man who couldn't be older than thirty- Most likely younger. "Hello." Uryu was short, but polite. The man greeted him, clarified who Uryu was, then began speaking. Apparently, there was a celebrity performing that night. Someone that this man claimed to know very well from their childhood. Another crazy person... Fantastic." His thoughts were not flattering, but then again he wasn't paid to be kind. "Please, just get this letter to her!" Grabbing the sealed envelope, Uryu glanced at it and nodded. Money was money, and he needed the money. After all, there was only so much that could come from this one way or another. The security that Magnolia instituted was normally of the non-magical variety, or simply unskilled. He'd simply have to slip in, deliver the letter and slip out. There wasn't much of a chance of the mission going south- Only one thing to do. Deliver the letter.
WC: 258